As the shout of shooting rang out, Shang released the bow in his hand that was fully drawn. With the sound of the bowstring vibrating, the arrow flew towards those guys who were running towards his tribe in a mess and howling.
In the Qingque tribe, the bow and arrow has become the most basic weapon and everyone has to learn it.
Except for old people like Wu, very young children, and slaves who were not allowed to touch weapons on a daily basis, there was no one who didn't know how to shoot a bow and arrow.
For example, Shang, who often used a long spear, now drew his bow and arrow.
Of course, there is still a big difference between being able to use a bow and arrow and being an accurate archer, but the difference is not that big at this moment.
Because there were so many people rushing over, there was no need to aim at all.
The rest of the people who were prepared also released their arrows after Shang gave the order. In an instant, sixty or seventy arrows poured down.
Those slaves of the Green Bird tribe who could not use feather arrows took stones and threw them at the rushing crowd.
Some people also threw wooden sticks with sharpened heads, which looked like javelins.
As soon as a round of attacks came, more than a dozen people rolled to the ground, howling in pain, which seemed quite harsh in such a chaotic situation.
It was not until they fell to the ground and were trampled under the feet of countless people that some people began to realize that this tribe was much more difficult to deal with than they had imagined!
Some people felt very unwilling because they had already run to the edge of the tribe and could no longer live that kind of good life.
"Shoot! Shoot! Kill them!"
Shang roared loudly and released the bowstring again.
The rest of the people from the Qingque tribe were either like Shang, shooting arrows and shouting loudly, or they pursed their lips tightly, put on feather arrows and pulled the bowstrings in silence.
"Death or death! Death or death!"
There were also some people who muttered in a low voice of hatred, and their hands moved very cleanly and neatly.
As everyone continued to move, the attacks from the wall poured down like raindrops.
"thump!"
A guy who was running with his arms raised, ready to smash the stone in his hand at the people of the Green Bird Tribe on the wall, was stabbed in the stomach by a flying javelin.
The javelin with great inertia pierced directly through his abdomen!
The intense pain suddenly swept through her body, causing her to twitch involuntarily. The stone in her hand that she was about to throw fell and hit her foot.
It was at this time that she realized that it was not easy to live that kind of life. It was not that as long as their numbers were large enough, they would not die and would achieve an overwhelming victory.
Feeling the severe pain in her abdomen and the disappearance of strength, the intense fear almost overwhelmed her.
She felt very regretful for her behavior this time.
My previous life was actually pretty good. I could collect fruits with the people in the tribe, and when I met other tribes, I could hide in the bushes with them...
She turned around with difficulty, wanting to leave here and return to where she used to live.
As a result, before she could turn around, she was knocked down by someone.
There were people howling loudly and rushing forward desperately, wanting to live a life that sounded more beautiful than a dream.
She really wanted to shout to these people, asking them to stop running forward and go back quickly, but before she could open her mouth, a big foot stepped on her face, closing her mouth that she had just opened with great difficulty, and her eyes gradually lost their color.
During this process, screams continued to ring out, and people were constantly hit by the sharp attacks, screaming and falling to the ground...
“4!”
Listening to the screams and watching the people falling to the ground, under the threat of death, someone finally came to his senses.
A tribal leader who had followed the Black Rock Tribe to attack the Bark Tribe shouted loudly, asking the people of his tribe to stop immediately and not run so fast.
While shouting like this, he was still backing away.
Some people wanted to retreat, but others' eyes turned red.
“45!”
A man who looked very thin and had frostbite on his face that had not yet healed was waving a wooden stick in his hand, roaring loudly, and rushing forward with all his might.
While running, people around him kept falling to the ground with screams, but he acted as if he didn't see anything. He just kept shouting, asking the people in the tribe to rush forward with him.
Last winter, the early cold weather brought a great disaster to their tribe.
More than half of the people in their tribe died, and those who were still alive relied on the dead to survive.
Every day, people die of hunger and cold, and the rest rely on their own tribesmen to fill their stomachs...
He really didn't want to live this kind of life anymore.
He never wanted to experience that kind of thing again.
If winter came so early this year, he felt that everyone in their tribe would die, including himself.
He didn't want such a thing to happen again.
If he doesn't want that to happen, he needs to run faster.
The tribe in front of them has all the good things. As long as they can rush to this tribe, their tribe will never have to experience such terrible things again!
"puff!"
Someone on the wall noticed the guy running forward so fast and started shooting arrows at him.
A feather arrow pierced his arm, and the piercing pain made him stagger, and the stick he was waving in his hand fell to the ground.
He did not retreat, nor did he bend down to pick up the stick that fell on the ground, but continued to rush towards the Qingque tribe wall not far away.
Almost there!
We'll be there soon!
He thought so in his mind.
"thump!"
A fist-sized stone hit his leg hard, causing him to fall to the ground uncontrollably.
He did not scream. Instead, he gritted his teeth, stared with red eyes, and struggled to stand up from the ground. He stumbled towards the wall not far away.
After a moment, he pressed his bloody palm on the wall, a relieved smile on his face.
It was as if he had already obtained those wonderful things after coming here, and the people in the entire tribe were living a dream-like life.
However, this was just his assumption after all. His sense of relief only lasted for a short moment before he was pulled back to the cold reality.
He found that if he wanted to get those beautiful things, it was not enough to just come to the edge of this cave that was like a mountain wall, he also needed to climb over this strange cave that was like a mountain wall.
Looking at this strange cave that stood straight up and down like a mountain wall, his eyes were filled with despair.
Just running to the edge of this strange cave had already exhausted all his strength. How could he possibly climb out of such a cave!
A stone fell from the sky and quickly enlarged in front of his eyes. The man slid to the ground along the edge of the wall without a sound.
A bloodstain was scratched on the stone wall.
A man from the Qingque tribe who was standing on the wall spat at the guy, then picked up a stone weighing dozens of kilograms and smashed it at another person who was approaching the wall.
These large stones are specifically used to hit people who get close to the wall.
When someone approaches the wall, the power of the huge stone falling from the sky is greater than that of a bow and arrow...
Ideals are full, but reality is skinny. This statement is not only applicable in later generations, but also in prehistoric times.
When arrows, stones, and javelins rained down from the high stone walls and fell into the crowd, reaping the lives of many people and teaching many people a bloody lesson, these stimulated and hot-headed people finally came to their senses.
The casualties of their companions, the pungent and glaring blood, and the miserable wails made them realize that not everything will change according to their wishes.
At the same time, it also makes them recognize the difference between ideal and reality.
The leader of the Black Stone Tribe, who was following at the back and acting as the commander-in-chief of this battle, did not give any orders. Those people, who had just rushed towards the Green Bird Tribe as if they had seen the fattest prey and were afraid of falling behind and not getting any benefits, stopped rushing forward and ran to the back.
It was already dark at this time. The wall of the Tongshan residential area located there seemed to be connected with the mountain behind it and turned into a mountain as well.
Under the reflection of the sky, only the outline of the Tongshan residential area remained, making it even taller, more majestic and insurmountable.
It stands here, pressing down on this land, just as it does on everyone's heart.
Everyone felt heavy in their hearts. Looking at the strange cave with only its outline left and the figure standing above the strange cave, they all felt like they were suffocating.
The people from the Tongshan residential area of the Qingque tribe gave these people a heavy blow, which directly hit them so hard that their heads were broken and bleeding, and they were completely stunned.
The people of the Grass Tribe looked at the miserable scene with a feeling of relief and fear in their hearts. If their leader had not stopped them all and held them firmly behind, preventing them from running so fast, some of them would have died by now.
Looking at the tragic scene and the appearance of those tribesmen who had suffered heavy losses, and then looking at their leader, the people of the Grass Tribe had even greater respect for their leader.
Although their leader is a woman, she is better at fighting than any man. Not only that, she is also very careful and wiser than many men.
Their tribe, under the leadership of their chief, lived better than many tribes headed by men.
In the dark sky, looking at the courtyard that stood there like a small hill, Shupi's expression was full of shock.
He didn't know whether this strange tribe in front of him was the Qingque tribe, but its fighting power was stronger than the Qingque tribe in his memory.
According to his memory, even the Qingque tribe would be thrown into chaos when suddenly attacked by so many people at the same time.
Otherwise, he would not have worried about whether these people would destroy the Qingque tribe, and then thought about what to do if the Qingque tribe was destroyed.
At this moment, Shupi felt happy, sad, and very conflicted.
The Black Stone Tribe leader was happy that he had encountered a very strong opponent. If he wasn't careful, he would be killed by these people. He was finally able to fulfill his wish. However, he was troubled that this powerful tribe was not the Blue Bird Tribe he had imagined. This would make all his previous plans come to naught...
"￥3!"
The leader of the Black Rock Tribe spoke with a very unpleasant expression, meaning that he should ask his people to move back first, find a relatively safe place to rest, and then consider attacking the tribe in front of them.
The leader of the Blackrock Tribe finally began to take the tribe in front of him seriously and no longer thought that it would be easy to defeat it.
It seems that what I thought before was right. A tribe that possesses so many good things is indeed difficult to deal with.
After being hit head-on by the Tongshan residential area, everyone was a little dazed. At this time, no one said that they would sleep in the tribe in front of them tonight.
After hearing what the Blackrock Tribe leader said, everyone followed him and walked back.
Many people even walked quickly, with fear in their hearts, worrying that the people living in this strange cave would take this opportunity to rush out and kill them.
The battle that ended in a short time left a deep enough impression on these people, and it wiped out all their previous arrogance...
On the wall, with the last rays of daylight, Shang and the others on the wall felt a little regretful as they watched those people who had retreated to the range of bows and slings move backwards.
At this time, they were all worried that they had been too harsh before. It would be a great loss if these people ran away.
Of course, although it was a pity, Shang did not give the order to the people in the tribe to go out and chase these people.
On the one hand, it was because it was already dark and not suitable to go out to fight, and on the other hand, the number of people on both sides was quite different.
With the development of copper and tin smelting in the Tongshan residential area, the continuous reclamation of surrounding land, and the joining of Feng Tribe and Linfeng Tribe, the population in the Tongshan residential area has also increased.
Including slaves and citizens, there are now 124 adults, and including minors, there are a total of 211 people living here, accounting for almost one-fifth of the total population of the Qingque tribe.
One hundred and twenty-four adults is considered a large tribe when the total population of many tribes today does not even exceed a hundred.
However, compared with the people who came today, there are still too few adults in the Tongshan residential area.
Even though the battle not long ago killed and injured many people on the other side, the number of people on the other side was still far greater than that of the people in the Tongshan residential area.
According to Shang's rough estimate, there are about four hundred of these people!
Except for a very small number of minors, the rest are adults.
And these minors are about to become adults.
Shang felt that the number difference between the two sides was too big, and he was not worried about not being able to defeat the other side.
In addition to the fifty slaves, the remaining seventy-odd citizens of the Qingque tribe all regularly participated in training, and there were sufficient weapons and armor in the residential area. Shang felt that he didn't even need these slaves to take action. He could defeat these people just by relying on these seventy fully armed citizens of the Qingque tribe.
But he would not do such a thing, because if he did so, people in his tribe would definitely suffer casualties, and if things went wrong, the number would be quite large.
In order to defend their homeland and the things they built together, the people of the Green Bird tribe were not afraid of death, but they could not just rush up and fight them without any regard, resulting in the deaths of many people who could have been saved.
This was the truth that the Son of God told them, and he also said that he was not willing to exchange the life of one person from their tribe for the lives of a hundred people from the enemy tribe.
Because the life of every person in their tribe is precious, and they cannot be easily sacrificed unless it is absolutely necessary.
Shang deeply agreed with what the Son of God said.
It is obviously not the time when it is absolutely necessary as the Son of God said, and Shang certainly will not choose to fight back like this.
Another reason is that the enemy has too many people. After defeating them, many of them will definitely flee for their lives.
In this situation, they can only catch some of the people, and the rest will escape.
Shang didn't want to see such a thing. Not only Shang, but the other citizens didn't want to see it either. As for the slaves of the Qingque tribe, they didn't want to see such a situation even more.
In the beginning, people in the tribe did not think this way. When a hostile tribe came to invade, they were very happy if they could drive away the invading enemy.
But in the end, they were all led astray by their unscrupulous Son of God.
They came to attack my tribe, and I still want to run away? There is no such easy thing!
How can you not be a good slave to your tribe and work harder to atone for your sins?
The slaves of the Qingque tribe don't want these people to leave even more. If you all run away, how can we get rid of our slave status and become citizens of the tribe as soon as possible?
"You go and cook, and eat it when it's ready, and then bring our meal to the wall, and we'll eat it there."
Shang spoke to the women in the tribe and asked them to continue cooking.
Only when they are full can they have the strength to fight these guys and defend their tribe.
After standing here and thinking for a while, Shang asked some people to go down and use the dry millet stalks stored in the yard for feeding livestock to make things similar to grass balls.
Once done, the grass balls are transported to the top of the wall.
The Tongshan residential area, like the Qingque main tribe, has iron fences planted around the perimeter, except for an empty space about six or seven meters in front of the main gate.
These iron fences have been planted for several years and stand here like a wall, covering more than half of the stone wall.
This greatly reduces the areas that need to be focused on defense.
After these grass balls were brought up, Shang hid on the wall, took out a simple fire starter, blew it up and lit one of the grass balls. After the fire burned bigger, he reached out and threw it outside.
Because there are stones wrapped in the middle of the grass ball, it can be thrown farther.
The burning fireball drew a bright arc in the night sky, and after falling to the ground, it rolled a few times and stopped, with dark red sparks falling along with it.
The flame on the grass ball was almost extinguished, but after waiting for a while, it slowly burned again.
The moment the burning grass ball flew through the air, it illuminated the outside world quite brightly, allowing people to see in the dark whether there was anyone sneaking up outside the tribal gate in the dark.
After seeing that this method was effective, Shang smiled and was happy that he could think of such a good idea.
It seems that after waiting for a while, we can tell this method to the Son of God, the witch and others, and let the main tribe learn this method as well.
While waiting, there were some lights rising in the distance, and looking from afar, some human figures could be seen swaying.
Shang knew that it was those people who came from nowhere and started the fire there.
“These damn people!”
Shang cursed there.
He had already identified that the place where these people lit the fire was a field of their tribe.
The millet there has already sprouted, and these damn guys lit a fire there and rested there. I don't know how much millet will be wasted.
Not only Shang was cursing, but the others on the wall who saw this were also cursing.
Shang listened to the crowd shouting and cursing, and watched from a distance for a while. His expression suddenly changed because he suddenly remembered a terrible thing.
If these people had come in the autumn when the millet was ripe instead of in the spring when the millet had just sprouted, and had lit a fire, then...
Shang didn't dare to think about it. If such a thing really happened, Shang felt that he would go crazy.
He would definitely be able to kill all these people and eat them as food!
While thinking about this, after a while, someone started delivering food to the wall.
These women and children did not do as Shang said and eat downstairs first and then serve the food upstairs. Instead, they served the food up as soon as it was ready.
The men in the tribe have worked in the fields all day and are now guarding the tribe on the wall and defending against the enemy. They should eat food first.
Shang looked at the meal brought to him by a half-grown child and a smile appeared on his face. He took it from the child's hand without refusing, put it to his mouth and sipped a small sip of the soup, which he found extremely delicious.
After taking two sips, Shang began to use chopsticks to pick up the thick food and put it into his mouth. While eating, he stared at the fire in the fields in the distance, thinking about how to keep as many people as possible...
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