Letting Shang fight with the eldest senior brother is not a very good idea, at least that's what some people like Wu and Shang think.
After all, weapons have no eyes, and the bronze spear that Shang usually uses is too sharp. If it accidentally pierces the vine armor and causes unexpected damage to the eldest brother behind the vine armor, that would be very uncomfortable.
Such worries made them feel uneasy.
Han Cheng had certainly considered the possibility of accidental injuries and had already come up with a countermeasure. After all, he just wanted to use this opportunity to make the people in the tribe truly realize the importance of armor and not always want to learn from Xu Chu and go into battle naked. However, he had no intention of replacing the leader of the tribe.
"It's okay, it won't be a big problem, I have a way..."
Han Cheng waved at a few people and spoke.
As he spoke, the people gradually calmed down.
At the end, his eyes became brighter. It was really admirable that the Son of God could come up with such a good idea!
The Qingque tribe gradually became a little restless. People were talking to each other and looking in one direction of the courtyard with anticipation.
Under the auspices of the Son of God, the eldest brother, as the leader, is going to have a limited friendly match with Shang, who is very belligerent in the tribe. This is really a fresh and interesting thing.
Since the beginning of spring, the people in the tribe have been working hard for spring plowing.
Now that spring plowing is finally over, everyone can relax a little, but it is still too far away from the Chinese New Year.
Apart from the Spring Festival which also seemed far away, there were no festivals to look forward to for a long time.
Therefore, most people in the tribe seemed a little depressed after the spring plowing was over.
Moreover, many people in the tribe used to make a living by hunting, but now they work in the fields all day long. Although the food they get from this is more stable and abundant than that from hunting, deep down in their hearts, they still miss their previous exciting lifestyle of chasing prey.
So at this time, after hearing the news of this unique fight, everyone in the tribe immediately became excited.
Even if you can't play on the field, it's still very good to watch others play and enjoy it.
As everyone was looking forward to it, drums sounded three times in the inner courtyard.
After three drum beats, the anxious crowd suddenly quieted down and looked towards the entrance of the inner courtyard with expectant eyes.
Not long after, someone came out.
The first person to walk out was Han Cheng, followed by Senior Brother Wu and others.
In the past, Han Cheng would become the focus of the tribe whenever he appeared, but this time he was "ignored".
The eyes of everyone in Qingque Square stayed on him for a moment, then immediately passed Han Cheng and fell on the eldest senior brother and Shang who were following behind him.
Today, the two of them are the focus of the whole audience.
The outfits of the eldest brother and Shang looked very strange today.
The weather was still a little chilly at this time, and most people in the tribe were still wearing leather, but the two eldest brothers wore thin clothes made of linen dyed black.
This is not quite accurate. To be precise, he wore a thin black linen shirt over the leather jacket.
Especially the eldest brother, who looks particularly strong at the moment, almost surpassing the second brother who has successfully lost weight.
This is because he was wearing a rattan armor under his black linen shirt.
This time, the eldest brother did not hold his usual rattan shield, but a wooden spear.
This time, Shang did not take his usual long spear, but like his eldest senior brother, he held a wooden spear in his hand.
However, unlike ordinary wooden spears, the wooden spears they were holding at this time did not have sharp tips.
It is more appropriate to call it a stick than a wooden spear.
Moreover, the other end of the stick was wrapped in linen. As the two of them walked, some fine white powder fell from the linen wrapped around the gun tip.
These fine white powders are made from lime foam.
This is what Han Cheng called a safe way of playing.
Swords and guns have no eyes, so there is no need to use the tip of the gun. After the two of them fight, we will see who has more white marks on his body.
Han Cheng had already explained the rules of fighting to his senior brother and Shang and the others before, but this time Han Cheng reiterated it loudly again.
On the one hand, it was to let these powerful onlookers in the tribe understand the rules of the fight, and on the other hand, it was to once again remind the eldest brother and Shang.
Let them remember that this is a friendly game first and never get too angry.
After all, when masters fight, they always stop when it's enough.
After reiterating the rules, Han Cheng announced the start of the Qingque tribe friendly match without much nonsense.
As Han Cheng announced the start and left the stage, the newly dressed Senior Brother and Shang came on stage. The people from the tribe who were watching around them suddenly became excited.
Looking at the people in the tribe who seemed very excited, Han Cheng looked thoughtful, and after a moment his eyebrows raised.
While he was a little distracted, the eldest senior brother and Shang on the field had already stood facing each other.
The battle between dragons and tigers that everyone was expecting did not start immediately, because the two men were holding sticks, clasping their fists and bowing to each other in a somewhat unfamiliar salute.
Such things, of course, were the work of Han Dashenzi, who had read too many martial arts novels and watched too many TV dramas in later generations.
Seeing this scene, the tribesmen surrounding him were stunned, but Han Dashenzi showed a satisfied smile.
If he had a beard, he would have stroked it now.
The people watching around were indeed full of confusion about the strange behavior of the two senior brothers.
In their opinion, the leader and Shang were about to fight, so why bother with such a strange gesture? Wouldn't it be better to just rush in and fight?
However, some smarter people soon became thoughtful and understood the good intentions of the Son of God in this.
The chief and Shang are from the same tribe. There is no hatred between them. They really cannot rush up and fight like foreign enemies. It is indeed necessary to perform formalities before fighting.
Amid the crowd's expectation, either understanding or puzzled, the two people on the field who had just saluted waited for a while and then began to test each other's attacks.
The fight then became more intense than before.
However, no matter how intense it is, it cannot change the fact that this is not a world of immortals and martial arts.
Before the two men clasped their fists and saluted and the fight began, everything seemed to be in order, with some of the demeanor of masters.
But now that the fight has started, the truth is immediately revealed.
Looking at the two people on the field holding sticks and stabbing each other at the right opportunity, Han Dashenzi, who had watched too many martial arts movies, couldn't help but sniff.
Sure enough, the gap between ideal and reality is so big.
Just like before, in Han Cheng's impression, all monks were people with high-level kung fu skills. When they fought, they would at least take up their stances and exchange a few moves, not to mention flying around.
This impression was shattered when he saw a video online showing a conflict and fight between several monks.
Apart from grabbing hair, which is a must-have skill for mortals in a fight, all the rest were used...
Han Cheng, who was obsessed with martial arts movies, felt a little uncomfortable with the fight in front of him. However, those people in the tribe who had never dreamed of being a martial arts hero were getting excited when watching the fight. An unknown guy at the side even cheered and almost whistled.
After looking at it for a while, Han Cheng couldn't help but smiled and shook his head slightly.
These guys, what the hell is going on?
If they were allowed to watch a high-definition, uncensored action movie, wouldn't these guys scream and smash the TV with hoes?
However, seeing these people's performance, Han Cheng's previous idea became clearer.
"stop!"
After seeing Shang stabbing the senior brother with the wooden stick again, Han Cheng called for a stop, ending the friendly match.
The two people on the field stopped as they were told, and looked at each other, panting.
The desire to be competitive and to surpass one's opponents in some field is an idea deep in everyone's heart.
It's just that some people have a stronger feeling about this, while others don't.
Although Shang and the eldest senior brother did not really want to fight before, but now that they were on the field and started fighting in front of everyone, they couldn't help but want to defeat each other.
However, during the fight, the two men still maintained their rationality, always remembering what the Son of God had said before, and did not attack key parts of the body.
At this moment, Han Cheng shouted to stop and they all stopped in time.
But I do feel a little regretful.
The eldest brother feels more regretful than Shang.
Because in the fight that just ended, the eldest brother used more moves than Shang.
The eldest senior brother's defensive character was clearly revealed in the fight just now. Although he was also looking for opportunities to stab Shang while defending, facing a man like Shang who only cared about attacking, he was still stabbed many more times than Shang.
This can be seen by just looking at the many white spots on the black thin shirt outside the eldest brother's vine armor.
Shang stood there, looking at the many marks on his senior brother's body, then looked down at himself. After discovering that there were far fewer white marks on his body than on his senior brother's, he suddenly felt much more relieved.
Rubbing his body which was hurt by the headless wooden spear stabbed by the senior brother, Shang felt that it was all worth it.
Han Cheng, who was acting as the referee, walked onto the field and the crowd watching the game looked at it eagerly.
When Han Cheng walked between the two of them and grabbed their hands, one on the left and one on the right, most of the onlookers looked at Shang eagerly.
Because they all saw the fight clearly, Shang stabbed the eldest senior brother more times.
Especially now, looking at the different numbers of white marks on the two men's bodies, the outcome of this fight can be easily discerned.
Han Cheng glanced at the people around him, and after seeing their reactions, he raised his right hand which was holding the eldest brother's arm.
Then he announced loudly: "This time, the eldest brother wins!"
After Han Cheng announced the news, the people surrounding him immediately cheered and jumped up and down.
However, the cheering only lasted for a moment before it stopped.
Everyone blinked and looked in astonishment at the eldest brother who was being pulled by the Son of God on the stage with his arms raised high. Then they looked at the eldest brother's body which had many more white spots than Shang, and their faces were full of confusion.
The result was already so obvious. In front of everyone, the Son of God actually said that Shang, who only had a few white spots on his body, lost?
This...how is this possible?
Not only them, but the two parties involved were also filled with surprise.
The eldest senior brother reacted and struggled to pull his hand down several times, but Han Cheng held it back and wouldn't let it go.
Shang opened his mouth slightly, and his eyes showed surprise, as well as some grievance and sadness.
The Son of God, whom he respected the most, actually did such a thing to him today. Even though he was extremely warlike and had never retreated when facing foreign enemies, he couldn't help but feel uncomfortable at this moment.
Wu and Yuan, two twilight lovers who were also among the crowd, showed puzzled expressions like everyone else when they first saw Han Cheng's action.
However, their doubts did not last long, and were replaced by enlightenment in their eyes.
Wu smiled, Yuan showed an expression of admiration and nodded continuously.
Han Cheng noticed everyone's reactions, and after a pause, he raised his voice and said to the people who were beginning to look a little confused: "Maybe you all think I made a mistake!
The leader has far more white marks on his body than Shang, so why do I say that the leader won this fight?"
Everyone nodded, this was indeed what they were wondering about.
"It's easy to find out. All we need to do is ask the leader and Shang to take off their clothes and we'll understand!"
Han Cheng spoke loudly to everyone, then let go of the two stunned people and asked them to take off their clothes.
The eldest brother and Shang were of course surprised, because before, the Son of God had never told them that they needed to take off their clothes after a fight.
However, despite being surprised, they still took off their clothes smoothly. After all, not two years ago, once summer came, many people would choose to run freely.
"Pull up your pants, you two!"
Han Cheng looked at the two men in public, untying the belt without much hesitation, and then the two men standing there, couldn't help but frown...
Is it because I didn't express myself clearly enough, or is it that these two guys' ability to understand is a little different from that of ordinary people?
In this situation, shouldn't the first reaction when hearing the order to take off clothes be to take off the shirt?
Why do these two guys have such strange trains of thought?
Could it be that their skulls are colorful? That's why they are so outstanding?
The eldest brother and Shang looked at Han Cheng with the same confusion.
It was you who was asked to take off your clothes just now, and now you are also the one who has been hurriedly put back on after taking off your clothes without doing anything. What do you want to do?
"Tops, it's tops!"
Seeing the two men holding up their trouser waists and looking at him blankly, Han Cheng, with a frown on his forehead, spoke to them.
This time the two men reacted, started to tie their belts and took off their shirts.
After the eldest senior brother took off his thin black shirt, Han Cheng helped him to untie the rattan armor on his body.
At this time, Shang had already taken off his shirt completely and was standing here shirtless.
The temperature had not risen yet at this time, and Shang, who took off his shirt, got a layer of tiny goose bumps on his body.
But despite this, we can see some things about him.
There were several red spots on Shang's chest and between his waist and abdomen, and the skin in two places was a little bluish.
These marks were made by the eldest senior brother using a wooden stick through the clothes not long ago.
The eldest brother also took off his shirt at this time.
The eldest senior brother, whose black thin shirt had many white marks and who had been stabbed many times by Shang with the stick, did not have a single blue spot on his body. Not only that, there was not even a single red spot on his body.
Shang, who originally felt very aggrieved, suddenly all the aggrieved feelings in his heart disappeared after he saw the physical condition of himself and his senior brother.
He opened his mouth, but for a moment no words came out.
Some people who were near the front saw what was happening to the two senior brothers and realized something, so they all became quiet for a moment.
"Although there are many white marks on the eldest brother's body, those attacks were blocked by the rattan armor he was wearing. In this fight, the eldest brother did not suffer any injuries at all."
"And Shang, although there are few white spots on his clothes, he has been damaged in many places because he is not wearing rattan armor for protection. This is why I asked Bo and the others to make armor. This is the meaning of armor!"
After Han Cheng told everyone about the changes that had taken place in Shang and the eldest senior brother, he did not mention who won or lost in the friendly match, but instead turned the topic directly to Teng Jia.
This will allow everyone to more clearly and deeply understand the role of the vine armor, and at the same time it will also eliminate any unpleasantness that may have arisen between the eldest brother and Shang due to the fight just now.
While saying this, Han Cheng held up the rattan armor so that everyone could see it more clearly.
As expected, everyone's attention was drawn to this, and they didn't pay much attention to who won or lost in the fight.
Even the two protagonists of this fight ignored the fight just now, but focused their attention on the rattan armor raised by Han Cheng.
Especially Shang, a warmonger who loves to attack, looked at the vine armor at this time with a thoughtful look on his face.
“…Each of you is very important to the tribe!
Those who died for the tribe have indeed made great contributions to the tribe and are worthy of our admiration and learning!
But what I hope more is that when we defend the tribe and fight against the enemy, and when we kill and drive away those enemies, we can better protect ourselves and not let ourselves die in the great cause of defending the tribe!
Because only in this way can we continue to contribute to the tribe. The next time the enemy invades our tribe, we can take up arms, continue to fight the enemy, continue to defend our common tribe, and make the tribe stronger and richer!
This is the main reason why I asked them to make armor!"
Han Cheng held up the rattan armor and spoke loudly to everyone.
The place that was originally noisy became quiet, and some people's original indifference to the armor disappeared at this time.
With the results of the fight demonstrated in person by the chief and Shang, and with the words spoken by the Son of God while holding the vine armor, the people of the Qingque tribe suddenly understood the good intentions of the Son of God.
I also understood the significance of armor to the tribe.
I also have a deeper understanding of the meaning of life.
Yes, only by killing the enemies and staying alive as much as possible can you continue to defend your tribe in the future.
If I die immediately, then when the tribe encounters the enemy again, I will be dead and will not be able to defend the tribe.
Similar thoughts began to arise in everyone's minds.
The original excitement of being able to watch a wonderful fight gradually turned into a new understanding.
As this understanding appeared in more and more people's minds and continued to deepen, more and more people raised their heads and looked at the vine armor held up by the Son of God with eager and determined eyes.
After wearing the rattan armor, they will be able to protect themselves well when fighting against the evil tribes that dare to invade their tribe!
Seeing everyone's reactions, Han Cheng nodded slightly with satisfaction.
After today's battle, people in the tribe will no longer rush around recklessly when fighting like they did before.
If I can change some of their ideas, then all the efforts I made to prepare for this battle won't be in vain...
"Chimi~Chimi~"
Under the sunshine of late spring and early summer, Shang held a sickle in his hand and worked hard to cut the vines.
Mao, who lived not far away, used a rattan to tie the piled rattan into bundles so that it was easier to carry them to the tribe.
In the open space outside the carpenter's room, Lame sat on the small wooden stool covered with leather, weaving rattan armor carefully. Seven or eight people gathered around him, holding rattan sticks in their hands and following his lead to learn.
They worked very seriously, just as seriously as they did in the previous spring ploughing.
After the Son of God made them understand the true meaning of the vine armor, the people in the tribe no longer looked down on the vine armor.
Within the Qingque tribe, a vine armor wind easily blew up.
After seeing everyone's actions, Han Cheng nodded with satisfaction.
However, while everyone was busy with the rattan armor, Han Cheng's mind was mostly focused on another matter.
This was an idea that suddenly came to Han Cheng's mind when the senior brother and Shang were fighting and he saw everyone's reactions.
The idea is, should we hold a sports meeting in the tribe?
(There will be updates in the evening)
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