“Boom, boom, boom…”

After grinding a large number of tree sticks with sharp ends, the eldest brother and others stopped turning the soil. Each of them took a stone and nailed the ground sticks into the ground.

The place where the wooden sticks were nailed was at the second line drawn outside the Qingque tribe.

As the wall grew higher, the throwing distance of the Green Bird tribe was extended a little further forward. However, the two original lines were not changed, because the maximum throwing distance could not bring the most powerful damage to the enemy.

It would be better not to move these two lines.

In the past, when the wall was only two meters high, people from outside tribes did not have the ability to throw their weapons over the wall from the second line and hurt the people on the wall. Now that the wall has grown a lot higher, at this distance, the safety of the Qingque tribe is naturally not a problem.

So after some thought and verification, Han Cheng decided to set up this defense zone here.

The eldest brother nailed a wooden stick until only a dozen centimeters were left in one breath. He wiped the sweat from his head and looked at the "stick belt" with a width of nearly four meters that had been built in front of him. He was in a good mood.

He stood up and tried to step on the stick he had just nailed.

Because it was nailed down with stones, the top of the wooden stick was not very sharp. In addition, he was wearing straw sandals with a layer of animal skin socks inside the sandals, so he didn't feel much pain when he stepped on them.

However, the joy on the eldest brother's face did not diminish, because there were not many people in other tribes who wore straw sandals and socks like him.

He imagined the people who came to attack their tribe, rushing here, but before they could launch an attack on their tribe, they were tripped by a wooden stick, or stepped on the top of the stick and fell down in pain. His face turned pale, but then he showed a look of relief.

If you fall in a place full of relatively sharp tree sticks, the consequences will be...

Even though most of the people's injuries were not fatal, the people of the Qingque tribe standing on the wall to defend were not puppets. They would take this opportunity to throw stone spears and stones here...

It took the Qingque tribe about half a month to complete this defense system.

The wooden sticks standing here are like a green belt that appeared out of thin air, but this green belt is bloody.

These tree sticks were not nailed densely, with the distance between each row being about 40 centimeters, and the distance between the same row being also 40 centimeters.

There is no need to worry that the attacking tribe will pass through the 40-centimeter gap, because these wooden sticks are nailed for defense, not like planting trees that should be arranged in rows whether viewed horizontally, vertically, or diagonally. The 40-centimeter wide passage does not exist at all.

Each stick in the second row is nailed almost in the middle of the two sticks in the first row after they are moved horizontally. The sticks in the third row are nailed to the south after the two sticks in the second row are moved horizontally...

In this way, these gaps will be divided into very small pieces, and it will be impossible to take advantage of them.

Everyone looked at the defense belt built by the Son of God, and smiles appeared on their faces, because they felt at ease from it.

Just when everyone thought that the mission was accomplished, the Son of God gave new instructions for this defense belt, which was to let the people of the tribe collect tough vines. The requirements for the vines were similar to those used to build defenses when they encountered wild boars and saber-toothed tigers when searching for Fu Jiang last time.

When collecting vines, if you come across brambles with large thorns, try to get them back as much as possible.

The collected vines were wrapped one by one around the sticks nailed there and used as ropes.

Use these sticks as a fulcrum to create a tripwire-like structure.

The thorns brought back were placed around and inside the defensive formation that was wrapped with vines.

The people of the Qingque tribe looked at the things they had made with their own hands under the guidance of the Son of God, and suddenly felt a little pity for those who would come to attack their tribe in the future...

Han Dashenzi was still somewhat unsatisfied and expressed deep regret for not finding the soapberry tree.

It’s not that I use soapberries to wash my hair or clothes, but I’m attracted by the big thorns on the soapberry tree.

The wooden thorn can be taken off and thrown here. It is extremely useful for primitive people who wear very simple shoes.

Han Cheng had personally experienced the power of soapberry thorns when he was a child.

He was about four or five years old at that time. He ran around without shoes in the summer. Then one day, he stepped on a fallen soapberry thorn.

Han Cheng still remembers the sour taste. He tried to pull it out twice with his hands but failed. It was an adult next to him who did it...

The people of the Qingque tribe did not know what their Son of God was thinking. If they knew, their admiration for their Son of God would be even more endless.

They feel even more sympathy and pity for those who may come to attack their tribe.

After doing all this, winter has completely arrived.

One night, a whistling cold wind blew through the dry grass, and the temperature dropped suddenly. However, the people of the Qingque tribe did not feel that cold. Because they had a kang in their rooms, this winter seemed especially warm compared to other winters.

The witch wrapped himself in thick fur, walked out of the east room, opened the door and walked outside, breathing out white air and shivering violently.

It's like two different worlds outside and inside the house!

If it weren't for the fact that the last batch of rabbits that needed to be executed today, Wu Du wanted to turn around and go back to the warm kang.

The witch stood there looking at the chimneys beside the house, which were thick at the bottom and thin at the top, emitting wisps of smoke, and a smile appeared on his face. These were really good things.

Han Cheng also got up, also wrapped in thick animal skins, and wearing a primitive ** hat on his head, covering his entire head, two ears and half of his face. He stood aside and watched the witch hit the rabbit with a small wooden stick.

At this time, the witch's hands and feet were incredibly nimble. He hit one rabbit with one stick. His movements were as smooth as flowing water. In a short while, a bunch of rabbits appeared at his feet.

The people of the Green Bird Tribe are always so enthusiastic about food, and this enthusiasm cannot be killed even by the severe cold. The eldest brother and others peeled the rabbit skin while it was still hot, with white air coming out of their mouths and laughter all around them.

Those with good skills can peel off a "tube skin". After the cylindrical rabbit skin is nitrated, it only needs a little modification to become a very good sock or glove. It is stronger, more durable and more comfortable than those sewn with ropes. It is a rare good thing.

With more people, the work can be done faster. After nearly a hundred rabbits were processed, the sun was still a long way from due south. Han Cheng saw that it was still early, so he called Heiwa and a few others, left the yard, and walked not far away.