From Chief to Ball

Many people are working on the land outside the village, using stone tools. The farming method is more advanced than spreading seeds all over the sky. It can be vaguely seen that they are criss-crossed, and the growth is very good.

The village is very peaceful, and dogs barking and a strange barking sound can be heard from a distance. Xiacheng people know the barking of dogs, but they can't guess what the sharp and joyful barking sound is.

Not far from the creek, there is a pile of rocks, where several women are using wood to pestle something.

Although it is far away, people in Xiacheng are familiar with this kind of very daily life. A few people who have only heard of Dongyi people but have never seen it laughed and said: "That is pounding corn. Dongyi people Except for the house and the bun, it’s no different from us.”

The woman pounding rice sang some soft songs, which I couldn't hear or understand, but I could hear some grievances.After all, they are all human, after all, they all have emotions, so from the singing, these women seem to be missing their own men.

This should have been a very gentle moment, but the Xiacheng people who heard those songs were a little annoyed.

Since it is missing, it must be not at home.But where are you not at home?Maybe it's in Qiongxi's army.And Qiongxi's army is raging on the land of the tribes of the river.

Fengcheng is actually far away from Yucheng, but these people understand that after the city is broken, those who speak the same language as themselves and wear the same bun will be arrested and made slaves.And many of them had been slaves, so naturally there was hatred.

The tribes of the Great River may be a very vague and distant concept to these people, but after seeing those strange houses and hearing those strange sounds, this vague concept became clearer.

Because they are different, the concept of ethnic group will not be a completely fictitious and vague thing.People who have never seen the outside world will not understand this concept.

Even though the concept is still vague and half-understood, at least there is a little thought: they are similar to us, but different.

Chapter 30 She is actually my mother

"It's getting late, let's get ready. Soldiers, line up."

Ji Bo looked at the sky, let the flute player and the person with the snare drum play, and raised the two flags high.

The spearmen lined up, the archers followed closely behind the spearmen, and the black-clothed army responsible for the assault was on the left side of the spearmen, walking out of the woods very neatly and slowly.

There is no danger in raiding a small village by surprise, so it is necessary to make a big fanfare to let people know that the army is tidy and powerful.

The Dongyi people who were working in the fields heard the sound of flutes and drums. They were very curious, but they were not afraid. This place was not far from the city, and they never thought that this was an enemy.

It wasn't until a crippled old villager's memory was disturbed by the sound that there was panic in the village.Because the crippled old man saw the clothes and buns on the people who were slowly coming in line, and thought of the injury to his leg when he was young because of fighting with these people.

After a cry, the people in the village fled to the village one after another. There was a simple fence outside the village, which couldn't stop these people at all, but at least they had a little support.

Young men hold long bamboo poles or wooden sticks tied with stone spears, and pick up long bows made of bamboo, and guard the village.

It's just that the formation is sparse, and their arms are trembling. There are not many of them, but the opposite side is walking neatly, as if the earth is shaking with the trembling drums.

When it was about 150 steps away from the village, there was a soft arrow flying towards this side, which naturally fell through, and even if it hit the body, it would not cause any damage.

The drums did not stop, and the formation was naturally not chaotic. After a slight pause, the whole team moved forward fifty or sixty steps. The sound of the flute changed, and the spearmen stopped.

The archer stepped forward quickly, and the issued ox horn finger and bowstring were combined together, and the first round of feather arrows flew out.

Three or five people fell down on the opposite side, and they seemed to be more panicked, but they hadn't collapsed yet, and seemed to want to continue shooting.

Ji Bai smiled and said, "We still have the courage to shoot them, but Jixia let us impress them a bit more. After three rounds of arrows, prepare to attack!"

The spearmen held their spears, and the sound of the drums suddenly became more rapid. The soldiers in black checked the matchlocks among themselves, and took out strange cast iron balls containing gunpowder.

After three rounds of arrows, there was a rush of whistles, and the archers retreated to the sides to continue throwing a round, while the melee troops launched an impact following the sound of drums.

When they were thirty steps away, the opposite side had already collapsed. They were not the army, or even the people of Dongyi. They were just some villagers, and their courage to persist until now had surpassed them.

The men threw down the wooden sticks and bent bows in their hands, and ran away without looking back. When the sound of the black powder explosion reached their ears, several of them covered their ears and shouted like crazy, terrified thinking that The end of the world is coming.

The wooden fence was knocked down, and those who were able to escape had already hid in the forest, while those who ran slowly were all besieged in the village, running around.

They only dealt with ordinary civilians, not the army, and a hundred organized people could deal with it several times, not to mention that the village was not big at all.

At the entrance of the village, a woman was holding her child uneasily, followed by a six or seven-year-old who was a little older. Although the child was terrified, he didn't know what happened, and just ran behind his mother.

When the woman was blocked by Ji Bo, she screamed and squatted on the ground, tightly hugging the child in her arms, and holding the older one behind her.

She looked at the bright sword and thought about the loud noise before, thinking that she must die or be taken away again, she subconsciously cried out in despair.

"Don't kill my child!"

This was the first time she yelled like this, but it wasn't the first time she heard it in her memory.The words I yelled awakened the memory of a long, long time ago. At that time, she was not a mother but a child, but at that time she had a mother.

Also against strong enemies and weapons, that's how her mother yelled, a language she hadn't spoken in years.But at the last moment of despair, the moment when the last motherhood was protecting her child, somehow she uttered the language she was familiar with when she was a child, just like her mother yelled back then.

Both Ji Bai and He were stunned. What the woman shouted was not the language of the Dongyi people, but the language of the tribes of Dahe. It was very clear, although it was a bit vague, but what the woman was shouting could be heard.

"Don't kill my child..."

Ji Bai repeated a sentence, suddenly froze, looked at the dark and thin woman carefully, and rubbed his eyes.He also heard these words a long time ago, when his own group was slaughtered by the Meteor tribe, his sister shouted... At that time, he was not very old, but these words remained deeply in his mind , until he was awakened at this moment, thinking that he had returned to the moment that was hidden deep in his heart and dared not recall.

After a while, he came back to his senses.The same words, but not the same person speaking.His mother was dead, and only a little skeleton was left hanging on his brother's chest to accompany him.

Ji Bai smiled at the woman and said, "I won't kill you, you are also a relative of the tribes of Dahe. Were you captured as a slave?"

I thought these words would make the woman relax, but the woman grabbed the child tightly, her eyes widened and she cried out, because she understood Ji Bo's words - she would not kill her because she was a relative of the tribes of the great river, but she was not Ah, which village are the tribes of the Great River?Or which city?What is that even?

The older child next to him was still crying, but the child in his arms didn't know what had happened. He searched for his mother's milk with his small pink hands and mouth, and bit it lightly, but maybe he couldn't suck it because he was too thin. what.

Ji Bo took out a piece of rationed maple syrup from his pocket, which was covered with grass clippings and dust, and handed it to the crying child. He touched the child's head in his arms and said, "You The most obedient, did not cry."

But before he touched it, the woman bit the back of her hand fiercely, and hugged the child desperately.

The power of women is too weak, Ji Bo either thought of his clansman a long time ago or his sister who loves him very much, it was not at all, but he hoped or took it as it was, so he didn't shrink back, and smiled after being bitten by a woman He withdrew his hand, because his sister had bitten a member of the Meteor Clan before she died, maybe he just wanted to watch this short scene, and it really looked alike.

It took a long time for the woman to let go, surprised that the other party didn't kill her, and even more surprised that the other party let her bite.

After a long time, the woman suddenly cried, and said in a language that was not fluent and unfamiliar: "I am not from the village of Dahe Zhubu, but do you want to kill me and my child? I can do things and be a slave... ..."

Ji Bai was startled, and then he understood what the woman was talking about, so he nodded, which made the woman feel at ease.

"Were you caught here as a slave?"

"Yes."

"Then where did they catch you?"

The woman recalled some words her mother had said to herself when she was a child. After thinking for a long time, she finally remembered, and said excitedly: "Weicheng."

"That's the family."

"But...but you are from the city of Dahezhubu, and I am from Weicheng."

Ji Bo smiled wryly and shook his head, not knowing how to explain it to this woman, so he stopped entangled in this matter and asked, "Where's your man?"

"died."

"Who killed it?"