With their large, powerful mandibles, six barbed legs, dagger-like tentacles, and hard, barbed carapaces, these are the ant demons that humanity is about to face. They are less than a hundred meters from the trap set by humans.
However, humans are still humans. They lack natural armor, sharp teeth and claws, and even the hard hooves and thick horns of cattle and horses. Their numbers are vastly different, putting them at a natural disadvantage against these ant-like demons. Furthermore, due to Wang Han's concerns and conservatism (leading to infighting), humans still use stone tools and lack even simple wooden armor, possessing only a simple wooden shield.
But not a single human fled, nor was any of them afraid, for they firmly believed that the Head Spirit would lead them to victory, even if some of them were to sacrifice themselves. They were certain that victory would belong to them, to the human race, under the Head Spirit's leadership.
As the ant demon swarm was about to enter the trap, everyone turned their attention to Wang Han and gripped the stone tools in their hands.
A hundred meters is a short distance for a six-legged ant demon, and they didn't notice the hidden trap covered with soil on the ground ahead. Soon, the first ant demon rushed onto the trap, but the branches covering it couldn't support its weight, and it lost its footing and fell directly into the five-meter-deep trap.
"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!" The sound of piercing echoed in the trap. Although the ant demon's carapace was as hard as rock, its own weight caused the ant demon to fall into the trap and have its carapace pierced by the sharp wooden stakes, which then pierced its body.
"Plop plop plop..." More and more ant demons fell into the trap. Their carapaces and bodies were pierced by the sharp wooden stakes inside.
"Hoo-ha...!" Watching the ant demons fall into the trap one after another, the humans who were standing with Wang Han on the first wooden wall immediately raised their weapons and cheered. The cheers echoed inside and outside the canyon. In their eyes, those ant demons falling into the trap were just like the prey that had been hunted before, and they were doomed to die.
Almost no one noticed that, despite the ant demons constantly falling into the traps, they continued to rush towards the wooden wall.
Having no cultivation experience, they were unaware that the ant demons who fell into the trap and were impaled by the sharp wooden stakes also filled in the stakes, allowing any ant demons that fell in later to easily climb out again. And in the canyon, the black tide seemed endless. (Stone Age people were not as intelligent as people of later generations, and lacked experience in many things.)
Even after the ant swarm had passed halfway through the trap, it continued to charge towards the wooden wall, with no end in sight. Only then did the humans cheering on the wooden wall gradually stop, realizing that the trap could not completely stop the ant swarm.
"Head Spirit, the traps won't stop them," Ji said to Wang Han. The nearby humans all turned their attention to Wang Han, believing that the Head Spirit, who had always led the human race, must have a solution.
Wang Han remained silent, simply watching. Seeing that Wang Han was silent, everyone patiently waited until the ant demon swarm had crossed most of the trap and was only 500 meters from the wooden wall. Only then did Wang Han order Qi, "Qi, launch the catapults."
"Yes!" Upon hearing this, Qi immediately responded loudly. He went to the edge of the wooden wall and shouted to the humans who were already prepared behind him: "Light the catapults and launch them."
Upon hearing the command, the human men behind the first wooden wall, who had already undergone numerous training sessions, immediately sprang into action. Hundreds of catapults were positioned behind them, and next to each catapult, several men used sticks to lift burning wooden stakes and roots from the nearby bonfires and place them into the catapult's spool. After placing them, they shouted to the dozen or so men in front, "Throw!"
(Catapults—Wang Han had experienced many ancient worlds, so he naturally knew how to make them. He hadn't taught humans how to make them before, but only after arriving in the canyon did he teach them how to create these weapons of war.)
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..." With shouts, the men who gripped the rattan in front of the catapult immediately pulled the rattan that connected the catapult's boom with all their might. In an instant, sections of burning wooden stakes and roots flew over the fifteen-meter-high wooden wall with flames and white smoke, flying to a distance of five hundred meters in front of the wooden wall.
After launching the stone once, the men immediately released their grip on the vines, and the stone-throwing baskets fell again. Beside the fire, the men who had just tossed new tree stumps and roots into the flames picked out more pieces of the long-burning stumps and roots and placed them in the baskets. They shouted again, "Throw!"
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..." With shouts, pieces of burning wooden stakes and roots were once again hurled over the wooden wall and flew towards the charging swarm of ant demons.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The burning tree stumps and roots crashed into the ant demon swarm, making a series of loud thuds. Many ant demons were immediately knocked down and their bodies scorched by the intense flames. However, with their sheer number covering almost the entire mile-wide canyon, hundreds of catapults were like a drop in the ocean, having little effect whatsoever. The ant demon swarm continued its rapid charge towards the wooden gate.
"Ji, light the wooden wall." Seeing that the ant demon swarm was less than a hundred meters away from the wooden wall, Wang Han instructed Ji.
"Yes." Upon hearing this, Ji immediately responded and shouted to the humans on the wooden wall, "Light the wooden wall!"
At Ji's command, the humans on the wooden wall immediately lifted the burning wooden stakes placed on the stone slabs along with the thin stone slabs and pushed the wooden wall down. At the base of the wooden wall, several meters of withered branches and rotten leaves had already piled up.
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