I am a primitive

On the wall of the Qingque Tribe, an angry Han Cheng held a bow in his hand and a pot of arrows beside him, looking at the sky to the south, cursing angrily, his desire and dissatisfaction, the evil fire did not vent completely look.

Also staying on the wall were a dozen people left by the archery team.

Among them, Junior Brother Sha, the sharpshooter, was also on the list. He patted his chest and promised that he would shoot some birds to strip off his clothes and vent his anger on the Son of God.

After waiting like this for a while, in the distance, a small piece of white cloud floated over.

The speed is very fast, and it expands rapidly in front of your eyes, accompanied by a "嘎~嘎~" tweeting sound.

As the white cloud gradually approached, the huge "human" character that appeared in the sky also became bigger and bigger.

Hearing the familiar voice and seeing the familiar 'herringbone' formation, Han Cheng immediately jumped up.

coming!

"Prepare!"

He shouted, the bow and arrow in his hand was ready, raised it above his head, and after slowly pulling it away, aimed at the group of flying objects, ready to go.

Junior Brother Sha and other ten people were all ready. They who often participated in training were smoother in this aspect than Han Cheng, the son of God.

These guys tried their best to shoot down these ignorant birds and vent their anger for the Son of God.

Han Cheng was actually not as angry as Junior Brother Sha and the others thought, even though the two mouthfuls of rice he had just eaten were ruined.

In addition to this reason, the reason why he mobilized the crowd so much and acted like he was full of anger, there is another important reason is that he found the traces of wild geese in the past two days.

Of course, he doesn't know the specific difference from the wild geese seen in later generations, after all, he is not a know-it-all.

However, it must be a wild goose, but it can be determined.

In his memory, wild geese seem to be the only ones flying in herringbone shape.

Wild goose is a good thing.

A lifeless wild goose is just right for cooking, but a living wild goose is even more useful.

Because the big white goose, known as the tyrant in the countryside, was domesticated from wild geese.

His real goal is to hunt some wild geese down and gradually domesticate them into geese.

In this day and age, you are blessed to have this group of guys around, but there is no need for them to come and see the nursing home.

A duck egg that can be worth several eggs is his greatest interest.

Of course, it would also be a very good thing if the time comes to see the bare-bottomed dolls in the tribe running around being chased by the big geese with their necks stretched out.

"Fire arrows!"

Seeing that the group of white geese were flying closer and closer to the top of the crowd, Han Cheng gave the order to attack.

After finishing speaking, amidst the sound of the bowstring trembling, more than ten feathered arrows flew into the sky, heading straight for the wild geese.

Han Cheng didn't shoot two geese with one arrow in order to show off his martial arts skills, or like Xiao Li Guanghuarong, who wanted to shoot the eye of the third goose by name, but directly asked everyone to do it together.

Of course, even if he had such thoughts, he didn't have such abilities.

Perhaps, this is the truth of the matter.

This group of wild geese is also used to traveling far and wide, and has seen many things in the world. Whether it is from their ancestors or from their many years of experience, they have never been attacked on the ground.

To be precise, as long as they fly into the sky, the danger on the ground can be ignored.

It is precisely because of this that although the head goose saw those monkeys standing higher, it did not raise the height of its flight.

This also destined them to become tragedies today.

More than a dozen sharp arrows shot from bottom to top, and the wild geese who were completely unprepared were immediately hit.

Amidst the panicked cries, five wild geese flapped their wings and fell from the sky.

"continue!"

The wail of the geese didn't move Han Cheng in any way. He squinted his eyes and continued to give orders without twisting his head.

At the same time, he quickly drew an arrow from the quiver at his waist, opened the bow quickly, and shot it at the wild geese again.

While he was yelling, another goose wailed and fell down.

To be able to draw the bow twice in such a short period of time and hit the target every time, this kind of ability, apart from Junior Brother Sha, there is no one else in the whole tribe.

All of a sudden, the world was in chaos, and the sky and the ground were full of panicked wild geese.

Ignoring the dangerous wild geese from the ground, they suffered a fatal blow. Amidst the wailing sounds, they could no longer form a wild goose formation, and they quickly raised their heights and left towards the distance at the same time.

After Junior Brother Sha tried his best to shoot an arrow at the departing wild goose, and it fell powerlessly, the quick goose shooting action came to an end.

There are geese inside and outside the courtyard, screaming in panic, flapping their wings and running aimlessly, trying to stay away from this dangerous place.

There was even a shot wild goose on the fence.

But this guy was more unlucky, he was directly pierced by the arrow in the head, and after only two strokes, he stopped moving.

As soon as the geese shooting was over, the minors hiding in the house cheered and rushed out of the house, yelling and chasing and arresting the geese.

The people staying on the fence saw the geese going away and no one caught the geese outside the fence for a while, so they all quickly went down the fence to catch the injured geese.

After a while, only Han Cheng was left on the wall.

Han Cheng looked at the cheerful crowd inside and outside the courtyard, with a smile on his face.

Then he walked towards the dead goose on the wall, ready to carry it down the wall.

At this moment, the mournful cry of wild geese was heard again in his ears, and Han Cheng subconsciously raised his head to look at the sky, only to see a wild goose flying back from the direction the geese had just left, flying all the way, all the way whine.

This guy escaped with great difficulty, and now he ran back to die in a good manner.

Han Licheng stopped, took out an arrow and put it on the bowstring, and slowly pulled it away, ready to shoot the goose that was going back and forth.

The lone goose didn't seem to be aware of the danger, it came whining all the way, stopped above Han Cheng's head, circled and whined, with a desolate voice.

For some reason, Han Cheng, who was ready to go, did not let go of the fingers that were holding the bowstring.

"Gah~"

After another miserable cry, the geese hovering in the air retracted their wings, head down, feet up, and crashed directly...

(Recently there have been a lot of things, and the update may not be stable. I will try my best to send it out on time. If I can’t code it, I can only push it back. Please forgive me, the book friends—— dizzy Mo Shou Bai worship)