From Chief to Ball

As Chen Jian taught him, he raised the long stone spear to his shoulders, like a throwing spear when hunting, instead of holding it upright on the ground.

The few people rushing over from the side obviously only wanted to drive him away. They rode on the horned deer and roared loudly. The legs of the wolf skin clamped the horned deer's abdomen, and they aimed at a person and rushed straight over.

The man saw the long stone spear, panicked, took out the bow and arrow and wanted to shoot an arrow, but the bow was too long, and his knees blocked the bowstring after only a short stretch, and loosened his fingers indiscriminately, but he didn't know that the feather arrow Where did you fly to.

When he wanted to touch the arrow again, the wolf skin had rushed to his side, controlled the horned deer and ran to the left side of the man. The man was still groping for the arrow in a panic, his fingers were trembling, and he couldn't get the string into the string groove at all. , In a panic, I was annoyed at this learned method of carving string grooves.

Wolfpi's eyes were fixed on that person, and at the moment when the horned deer was sideways, he half-throwed and half-jawed the stone spear into the man's chest, and quickly let go of his hand.

laugh……

The acceleration of the horned deer and the waving of his own arm made the stone spear directly penetrate the man's chest. After a scream, the wolf fur was already a few steps away. He whistled provocatively.

He shouted in a language Badger could not understand: "Jen, let me tell you, we are coming!"

Badger didn't bother to check on the stabbed clansman, so he summoned the horned deer and shouted, "Chase! Grab Jian!"

The tribesmen ran forward behind him, and they couldn't help but glance at the corpses of the tribesmen. The tribesman was lying on the ground with a long stone spear stuck in his body. He was already dead. The horned deer did not Knowing that the owner is dead, he is still gnawing on the grass nearby.

When turning around the bend in the river, Badger heard a sound like thunder, and then saw a row of people standing neatly on the river bank, with long spears in their hands, neatly like a distant In the mountains, there is no sound except the thunder.

There was a man at the back of the line who was hitting a strange thing with a hammer, and it was the thumping sound made by that thing.And the person who hit that thing was not too strong, nor was he riding a white horned deer.

Badger saw that the guy who easily killed his own clan just now rode a horned deer to the back of the team, jumped down and was talking to the drummer, and seemed to be pointing at himself.

Then the drummer spoke loudly to those people, and those people hit the wicker shields with stone axes, or slammed stone spears on the ground, making a terrifying whistling sound.

The horned deer under Badger's crotch panicked and shook uneasily, especially when he saw the rows of sharp stone spears, he didn't dare to move forward any more.

"He's not Jian, it's the one who makes the thunderous noise!"

Badger suddenly understood, his body trembled unnaturally, and he took a last look at the mountain-like and unshakable crowd, knowing that they were no opponents, he turned the horned deer and left with his tribe.

Chen Jian didn't let people chase him, and he couldn't catch up at all. Instead, he let everyone rest and continued to send scouts forward, and everything will be discussed tomorrow morning.

There are too many contingencies in fighting at night, what he has to do is to minimize the contingencies and suppress them smoothly.

In the village ten miles away, members of the Red Fish and Badger clansmen gathered together, and the atmosphere became panicked, especially those who had killed their own clansmen, their hearts were even more turbulent.

They didn't expect it to be so fast, and they didn't expect to panic the best hunter, Badger, Jian, how many people did they bring?

Badger told Red Fish that there were not many people, about the same as the men of his own tribe.But the sound of the feathered arrow still seemed to be echoing in his ears, and the disdainful and provocative words that the man shouted before leaving, and the person who made him panic was not Jian at all, it seemed that he was just a Ordinary people!

Hongyu frowned, knowing that the clansmen were waiting for her to come up with a solution, to give God's guidance.She thought for a while, sighed and said slowly: "Let's leave, take the seeds, take those captives, and migrate to other places."

The clansmen immediately became confused, Badger stared and asked loudly, "Is this your idea? Or is it God's guidance?"

Red Fish looked at his people, and said solemnly and firmly, "This is God's guidance."

"We don't want to live another migration!"

"Yes, the red fish that jumped up in this river a long time ago is God's guide. This is our land, and this is the river God gave us!"

"With so much food, how much can we take away? It will snow soon, what will our horned deer eat in winter?"

Badger heard the dissatisfaction in the clansman's tone, his eyes suddenly filled with fanaticism, and the sound of feathered arrows in his ears seemed to have dissipated, leaving only the thrill of blood rushing to his head, he stepped forward and stood in front of Red Fish, shouting Said: "Let's not leave! This is the land given to us by God. I will lead everyone to guard here, and we will never move again!"

"Correct!"

"She has lost God's guidance! Just like the priest in the drought years in the story!"

"God wants us to settle here, not to be driven away like roe deer."

Red Fish looked at Badger's back, blocked all his sight, sighed, and left the tiger skin silently.

Since the slaves were brought back from the previous plunder, and since the slaves repaired the fence and harvested food, the badger's status has increased.And I don't hide some unknown things like the priests in the past, but I said it all at once for the tribe, such as cooking in flue pots, such as how to deliver horned deer... But now she can't say anything useful It's been a long time since she received a revelation from "God".

The last revelation from the "God" still asked the tribe to look for Jian's tribe along the river bank, but that time it was a disastrous failure. None of the five people came back, and the relatives, sisters and brothers of the five people were already somewhat dissatisfied.

Looking at the agitated clansman, she stared into the distance in a daze, what kind of person is that Jian?What will happen to the fate of their own people?

After Badger came back, she clearly saw the fear in Badger's eyes, but in the end those fears were washed away by the enthusiasm, leaving only the excitement of standing on the tiger's skin.

"I am really for the people..."

She murmured to herself, clenched her fist, but only she could hear it.If he wins, the clansmen can certainly survive here, the entire Caohe River is the hunting ground of his clansman, even if he is no longer a red fish, it is worth it.

Just, can it really win?

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On the No.20 day of fruit month, the weather is fine.For victory, but also for death.

After the early morning mist dissipated, Chen Jian asked the tribe to leave the birch bark boat where it was, leaving a few people watching. The rest had breakfast and began to wear all kinds of weird things.

His body was covered with a piece of deerskin glued with fish-maw glue, and the outside of the deerskin was decorated with long strips of willow branches, which could block the arrows of the stream, but could not block the direct fire of thirty paces.

The clansmen also began to wear them. The five-member team only had one layer of wicker armor, while the shock axe soldiers had two layers of armor, which was not heavy for them who had been training hard for two months to run with loads.

In a group of two, they helped each other tie ropes or belts, and the servants of the other tribes were a little envious.

After tying the drum to the horned deer, Chen Jian rode on the other end, took out the flute, and played a tune that the tribe had heard before. The tribe settled down and looked forward to going back to cultivate the reclaimed land , or even just look at that weirdly long and huge gourd...

The distance of ten miles is not long, and the battle will take a long time, so there is no need to line up so neatly.The tribesmen walked very smoothly, just like walking in a ditch, naturally straight.

When they got close to the village and were still one mile away, the team stopped, and under Chen Jian's urging, they started to form a team, approached the river bank, and used the grass river to protect their left flank.

Ten five-member squads lined up, and two men holding wicker shields stood in the middle of the three stone spears, blocking the arrows for the clansmen behind them, and they would stand behind the spearmen during the real battle.

The archers staggered and stood in the gap between each team.

The right wing of the team is the servants. Chen Jian is not worried about the fanaticism of these servants, but he knows that their fanaticism will not last long, so he put the stone ax shock soldiers at the junction of the two teams.

Once the opponent is a good fighter and chooses to break through from the right wing to form a semi-encirclement, these stone ax assault troops will directly attack the scorched battlefield, regardless of whether it is the enemy or the servant army, and buy time for the main spearmen to counter the encirclement before the servant army collapses. .

This is a precautionary response. Whether the right wing collapses first or your left wing goes around the enemy's back first determines the outcome of this eventuality.

The fence on the opposite side was also opened, and a chaotic group of people shouted and came out of the village, with women shouting loudly behind them.

Chen Jian looked at the chaotic group of people, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, jumped off the horned deer, and hit the war drum with a drumstick, and the sound of thumping began to resound.

Acorn, standing on the far left of the spearman, stomped the ground hard, because he felt it was too quiet, as if he could hear his own heartbeat, and he didn't like the silence, mixing footsteps and drums.

Boom...step...

The team moved straight like a mountain, while the servants were very scattered and walked casually.

Chen Jian counted the team's footsteps. When No. 13 stepped forward, the team had unnaturally deviated, and immediately beat the drums quickly.