"Bang~Bang~Bang~"
As Han Cheng stood up and walked towards the window, there was a noise outside, not too loud but rhythmically coming from him.
Han Cheng was curious and puzzled, so he went to the window and looked out quietly.
What came into view was the bright moonlight and the shadows of houses and trees cast on the ground.
The inner courtyard was quiet and nothing unusual was seen.
Han Cheng frowned slightly, then began to move slowly in front of the window, changing his angle to look outside.
After a while, when he walked to the westernmost side of the window, tilted his head against the edge of the window, and looked as diagonally as possible to the east, he saw some different scenes.
Under the bright moonlight, a figure was standing in a place in the yard, holding something like a large wooden board in his hand, and hitting it against a wooden stake planted there again and again.
With each of his impacts, there would be a small 'bang' sound.
Han Cheng has already recognized the person whose behavior seemed rather strange. It was his senior brother.
He held it and pushed it against the wooden stake without using much strength, and it hit the rattan shield again and again.
After seeing this scene, Han Cheng couldn't help but sighed softly, then scratched his hair with his hands.
He understood the feelings of the senior brother, and it was precisely because of this understanding that he wanted to come up with a best of both worlds solution to this matter.
But how many ways are there to have the best of both worlds in this world? Many things require trade-offs.
If it really doesn't work, tell the senior brother not to reform the Rattan Shield Team.
According to the current situation, even if no rectification is carried out, it will not be easy for these tribes to gain any advantages over their own tribe in terms of arms and equipment.
But this method is probably a bit mysterious.
It was not because Han Cheng could not make the decision, but based on his understanding of his senior brother, after knowing that the Rattan Shield and the Rattan Shield Team had become useless to the current tribe, even if he said that the Rattan Shield Team should be preserved, his senior brother himself would not agree.
As one of the earliest people in the entire tribe and also the leader of the tribe, the eldest brother, who is usually not ostenatious, loves and contributes to the tribe no less than anyone else.
He even loves this tribe, which is growing stronger day by day, more than Han Chengdu.
Han Cheng sighed secretly again and did not go out directly to persuade and comfort the senior brother. Going out and talking to the senior brother at this time would only make him embarrassed.
Moreover, sometimes, when faced with difficulties like this, you can only rely on yourself to overcome them, and others cannot help much.
Han Cheng stood here and watched for a while, then quietly returned to the kang.
I lay there with my eyes open and continued to think about things.
It was unknown when the faint 'bang bang' sound coming from outside stopped, but Han Cheng's mind was still haunted by the image of his senior brother holding a shield and ramming it against the wooden stakes under the moonlight.
It was unknown how long this had passed, but Han Cheng, who seemed a little confused, suddenly had an idea in his mind.
Just now, he suddenly realized a misunderstanding about the shield!
The misunderstanding is that we have always regarded the shield as a defensive weapon, but we forget that the shield can also be used to attack people!
For example, just now the eldest brother was holding a shield and ramming it against the stake, which is a way of attacking using a shield.
However, because the outside of the shield is too flat, even if it hits a person, the damage is far less than that caused by sharp weapons such as bronze spears.
Therefore, whether it was Han Cheng or the eldest senior brother who often used the rattan shield, they subconsciously ignored the fact that the rattan shield can be used not only for defense but also for attack.
Now that Han Cheng realized this, the problem that had troubled him for a long time was solved at once!
Since the damage caused by the rattan shield hitting the body is too small because the outer side of the rattan shield is too flat, wouldn't it be better to make the outer side of the rattan shield less flat?
For example, you can install some four or five centimeter long bronze spikes on the outside of the rattan shield. People with great strength can install more on the shield in their hands.
With these bronze spikes, if you use this shield to hit someone...
Han Cheng couldn't help but shudder when he thought about that scene.
If there are enough bronze spikes on the shield, the enemy will be hit by the shield. After such a blow, won't the person being hit become a sieve?
A bucket of water was poured in, and then it leaked everywhere like a shower head...
In this way, these rattan shields become dual-purpose offensive and defensive weapons!
Moreover, compared with the armor worn on the body, the rattan shield still has certain advantages.
That is, once such shields are connected together, they can immediately erect a wall in front of the army formation, and it is a wall that can move forward like a hedgehog!
Because when the rattan shields were first made, the Qingque tribe did not have armor, so in order to maximize the defensive capabilities of the rattan shields, they were made as high and wide as possible.
This is how the Green Bird Tribe's rattan shield came to be in its current form - the person holding the rattan shield only needs to bend down slightly, and the entire person will be completely covered by the rattan shield.
This kind of shield formation is usually hard to break, and now bronze spikes are installed on the rattan shield...
As long as he thought of the scene of the spiked shield wall rapidly advancing towards the enemy, Han Cheng felt somewhat helpless for the future enemies of the Qingque tribe...
After coming up with this idea, Han Cheng became excited.
He wanted to go out and find his senior brother at this time and tell him the good news, but after listening carefully for a while, the sound of rattan shields hitting wooden stakes in the yard did not sound again. He walked to the window and looked out for a while but did not see his senior brother. He guessed that he had returned to his room and gone to sleep.
It was already very late at night, and the autumn grain harvest would continue tomorrow.
If you do heavy work during the day and don't sleep well at night, it's easy for you to collapse.
For the sake of his senior brother's health, Han Cheng decided to wait until tomorrow to talk to him about this matter.
Han Cheng lay back on the kang, thinking about these things.
The tangled issues in his heart had now been well resolved, and he fell asleep not long after...
"Son of God, disband the Rattan Shield Team..."
The next morning, Han Cheng had just gotten up and had not had time to wash up when the eldest senior brother came over to him.
And without waiting for Han Cheng to say anything, he took the initiative to talk to Han Cheng about disbanding the Tengdun Team.
The eldest brother's eyes were bloodshot and he looked a little listless. It was obvious that he did not sleep well that night.
If the senior brother had come to talk about this matter before last night, Han Cheng would still feel uncomfortable, but now, he doesn't feel uncomfortable at all.
"The Rattan Shield Team doesn't need to be disbanded."
Han Cheng said to the eldest senior brother with a smile on his face.
The eldest brother was stunned when he heard this, then he reacted.
The Son of God saw how miserable he was, so he changed his decision.
But in the presence of armor, the rattan shield is indeed unnecessary.
The eldest brother realized this, and his already red eyes became even redder.
"Son of God, it's alright, let's disperse..."
The eldest brother's eyes were red and he smiled and said to Han Cheng with a very firm attitude.
As soon as he saw the senior brother's state at this time, Han Cheng basically understood what the senior brother was thinking.
"No need, I have thought of a way to make the vine shield better. It can make the vine shield more lethal!"
Han Cheng said to the eldest senior brother with a smile.
The eldest brother, who had originally been very resolute in his attitude, suddenly became less resolute.
"real?"
After being stunned for a moment, he looked at Han Cheng with surprise and some doubt, and asked.
He immediately realized that his behavior was inappropriate.
When it comes to major issues, the Son of God has never broken his word over the years. Now that the Son of God says there is a way, then there must be a way.
Although I have been trying to find a solution these days without success, my wisdom is obviously different from that of the Son of God.
"Of course it's true!"
Han Cheng smiled and stretched out his hand to pull away the hand that the eldest brother had held on his mouth, indicating that he had just spoken out of turn, and said with great certainty.
"All we need to do is to cast some bronze spikes that are pointed in the front and thick in the back, and attach them to the outside of the rattan shield..."
As soon as Han Cheng's words came out, the eldest brother's bloodshot eyes suddenly lit up!
As someone who often used rattan shields and had used them to hit people many times, he quickly realized that once he really did as the Son of God said and installed some sharp bronze thorns on the outside of the shield, the rattan shield would have a very powerful attack power!
Seeing the eldest brother standing there with a look of surprise on his face, Han Cheng, feeling very refreshed, turned around to wash up, leaving the eldest brother, who had been overthinking for a while, to enjoy the surprise here.
"God...Son of God, this is really possible!"
"Attach the bronze spikes to the rattan shield, and I'll charge forward with the shield..."
The eldest brother, who usually doesn't talk much, has become a complete chatterbox at this moment.
Han Cheng was squatting there brushing his teeth with a cup in his hand, and he followed behind Han Cheng, talking non-stop with an excited look on his face.
He was talking about all the advantages of the rattan shield with bronze thorns that he could think of. Even though Han Cheng, who was squatting there brushing his teeth, didn't say a word, the eldest brother was getting more and more excited as he talked.
"Son of God, I'm going to harvest the grain!"
Han Cheng, who had just finished washing up, was about to tell his senior brother something more about the shield, but his senior brother, who was already extremely excited, shouted at Han Cheng, turned around and ran away like the wind.
Seeing this state of resurrection as if injected with chicken blood, Han Cheng couldn't help but smile.
After this matter was resolved, the only thing left for the Qingque tribe during the autumn harvest was the joy of exhaustion.
Han Cheng got up a little late. After washing up, he fed the chickens, ducks, geese and rabbits in the yard. Then, at daybreak, the people who had gotten up to harvest the millet in the fields came back with their sickles.
The meal in the tribe was ready by then. It was millet porridge so thick that you could not put chopsticks in it, served with some cold dishes, and each person had half a cut salted egg. It was light but appetizing.
After breakfast, everyone took a short rest and went to the fields again. Han Cheng did not stay in the tribe this time. He put on a straw hat and went to the fields with everyone else, walking into the fields full of hope and harvest...
"puff!"
Night fell again, covering the whole area, and the bright moon in the sky, which had become even fuller, appeared as promised.
Under the silvery moonlight, the eldest brother, holding a rattan shield equipped with "fangs" in his hand, fiercely rammed the straw man wrapped in leather in front of him.
The animal skin only blocked it slightly, and the sharp bronze thorns on it penetrated into it.
When the eldest brother moved the rattan shield in his hand, which was almost level with his neck, the people watching nearby all came over to watch.
Looking at the five holes pierced on the straw man's body, and then looking at the rattan shield flashing with cold light in the moonlight, the onlookers couldn't help but gasp.
It would be really despairing to encounter such an enemy that is impossible to defeat but has extremely strong attack power!
Even some people in the Changge team wanted to join the Tengdun team.
The people in the Rattan Shield Team looked at the rattan shields with fangs with eager eyes, and they wished they could equip the rattan shields they were using with these things right now.
"After the autumn harvest is over and the grain is stored in the warehouse, we will start casting more bronze spikes and installing the rattan shields..."
Han Cheng announced to the crowd, and immediately there was a burst of excited responses like wolf howls...
With the transformation of the rattan shield as motivation, the already very active people became even more active at this time, especially those members of the rattan shield team, each of them was like a chicken blood injection...
Thanks to everyone's efforts, the amount of millet in the fields was decreasing at a rate visible to the naked eye.
In the threshing floor, there were small hills of rice stalks piled up.
The granary in the tribe also quickly became full...
When more than half of the millet has been harvested, the peas newly planted this year have also matured.
So Han Cheng assigned some people to harvest the new crops.
Han Cheng had high expectations for these peas.
The days passed in such busyness, one after another. It was more than a month later when the Qingque tribe finished harvesting all the grain, sorted it out, dried it and stored it in the warehouse.
During the autumn harvest that lasted for more than a month, everyone in the tribe lost weight. However, on the other hand, after all the old granaries in the tribe were filled up, the two newly built rows of granaries were also filled up.
The grain cellar was built last year, and this winter, we can finally store grain in it!
When the grain was stored in the warehouse, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
The next task was easy. All you had to do was harvest the hemp that had begun to shed its leaves, bundle it into bundles and put it in a hemp retting pond for a good fermentation. That was basically it.
As soon as the work in the fields was completed, some people wanted to build the Bronze Highway. They were more hardworking than Han Cheng, who came from the future.
Han Cheng did not agree, but instead forced everyone in the tribe to take a three-day holiday so that they could have a good rest.
After all, humans are still humans and cannot be treated like animals. A certain amount of rest is still very necessary.
Forehead……
Treating people like animals is not the most terrible thing. The most terrible thing is treating animals like people...
After the three-day holiday began, the Qingque tribe, which had been busy for more than a month, suddenly became leisurely.
During these free days, people would either take a bath in the open-air bathhouse or trim their long hair.
Some people who can't sit still carry baskets and pick the ripe fruits.
“Ga ga ga…”
The duck eggs picked up from the future wild duck station have been hatched by the drunken old rooster.
Having successfully become a mother duck, she led a group of ducklings walking in a specially built duck house. From time to time, she would peck at some food she found on the ground, put it back on the ground, and make "clucking" sounds while tilting her head.
Once it makes such a call, the group of adopted sons across species that it hatched will run towards it on their short legs, like little balls of wool rolling on the ground, and then grab food.
When someone approaches the duck house, this guy will make a "cooing" sound, half-open his wings, and squat on the ground with his feathers fluffed up.
The ducklings scattered around would cry in panic and quickly crawl under the old rooster's wings, seeking shelter from this special mother duck.
Some naughty little ducks will poke their little heads out from under the rooster's feathers and look at the surrounding scenery with curiosity and innocence.
Han Cheng has no plans to let these ducklings and the chickens next door move freely in recent years.
On the one hand, these guys’ IQs are not as high as those of dogs, and they don’t understand the profound truth that they cannot urinate or defecate anywhere.
On the other hand, Han Cheng was worried that once he let them go, they would never come back again...
On the outer wall, there were people wearing bamboo hats and leather gloves, cutting down beehives with bamboo knives.
Four or five meters away from them, there were some minors sucking their fingers, staring at the cut beehive, eager to share some of it.
The sweet taste is so delicious that you can never get enough of it.
But compared to the population of the tribe, the honey today is still too little.
A person can only eat it a few times a year.
Many people, especially children, yearn for the sweet taste.
Han Cheng still remembers the taste of a piece of fruit candy that was bitten in half when he was a child.
Use the head of your snake to hold the fruit candy and slide it back and forth in your mouth, listening to the rustling sound of the candy colliding with your teeth, and the taste buds being stimulated by the sweet taste. The joy and satisfaction are really fresh in your memory.
When Han Cheng was a child, even children were very fond of candies, let alone the minors in the Qingque tribe today.
Although life in the tribe is still pretty good nowadays, it is still much simpler than when Han Cheng was a child. At least in terms of snacks, they are far inferior to what Han Cheng had when he was a child.
At that time, Han Cheng had candies, melon seeds, spicy noodles, instant noodles, bubble gum, popsicles, Wahahaha...
The tribe now has nothing that can be called snacks except canned food and some honey and dried meat that they rarely eat.
Looking at the underage children in the tribe drooling at the cut beehives, Han Cheng sniffed and thought, no matter how hard life is, the children must not suffer!
Han Cheng doesn't have the ability to make things like melon seeds, spicy strips, and Wahaha. Things like popsicles are also impossible to make without a refrigerator or saltpeter of a relatively high purity.
But you can still try things like fruit candy.
Although he had never done this before, seeing the minors in the tribe staring at the beehive with envy, Han Cheng felt that it was very necessary to give it a try.
Even if it fails, at most it will just be a waste of some fruits and time.
Today's tribes are no longer in the state of not having enough food to eat and having to rely on the fruits stored in autumn to survive in winter. They can still afford to waste some fruits.
As for time…
What Han Cheng lacks the least now is time.
Not to mention anything else, just without the three things - mobile phone, computer, and novels - Han Cheng can have a lot of free time every day.
Do what you say; procrastination is not the style of primitive people.
After making this decision, Han Cheng walked to the other side of the tribe.
There, some people were peeling some of the fruits they had picked, washing them and preparing to boil and can them.
Under the leadership of Han Cheng, the people of the Qingque tribe built the tribe bit by bit with their own hands to its current state that is envied by many tribes. Basically, everyone in the Qingque tribe understands one thing.
That is, a good life cannot be waited for in vain. Only by relying on hard work with your own hands can you have more and better things and make the tribe better day by day.
So this has gradually developed into a habit for many people to be unable to sit still.
Although Han Cheng said that there would be a three-day holiday, many people in the tribe were still doing something after taking a bath, getting a haircut and shaving.
For example, picking fruits and canning them.
These things do not seem tiring to them.
Han Cheng said it several times, and they just smiled and said it was okay and they were not tired.
Faced with the tribesmen who had such good habits, Han Cheng could only helplessly let it go.
"Give me this bowl of fruit and cut it into small pieces with a knife."
Han Cheng pointed to a basin of peeled fruits and said to these people.
These people naturally listened to Han Cheng's words and immediately cut the fruits into small pieces according to Han Cheng's request.
After cutting it like this for a while, someone curiously asked why the fruit was cut into such small pieces.
Because in the past, when they cooked canned food, they would just cut the fruit into four pieces at most. But now the Son of God wants them to cut the fruit into such small pieces. Could it be that he wants to make some small cans?
"Instead of canning food, I want to try making a kind of food called fruit candy. It tastes very sweet and delicious."
Han Cheng explained to them with a smile.
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