The indigenous soldiers who rushed to the leather shield defense line screamed and threw their spears at the enemy soldiers behind the leather shield defense line - their performance ended here. The leather shield defense line was made up of two layers of leather shields.
It is formed in the shape of "pin" and firmly protects the archers and spearmen behind. Even if one or two spears occasionally get through the gaps between the leather shields and kill a few shield soldiers, the soldiers behind them will immediately
Soldiers holding shields were prepared to fill the gap, and the leather shield defense line remained firm.
Suddenly, after a burst of unified drumbeats, the neat leather shield defense line suddenly tilted, revealing the spearman behind the leather shield. However, the opportunity that appeared momentarily did not allow the noisy indigenous army on the opposite side to take the opportunity to counterattack the long spearman behind the leather shield.
The spears had been shot out like clouds at close range, and "blood flowers" bloomed on the empty hands of the indigenous soldiers.
As the leather shield defense line opened and closed regularly several times, the chaotic indigenous army finally inevitably collapsed and turned around and fled.
But when they turned around and ran wildly for a while, they ran into rows of neat military formations holding small bucklers in their left hands and short spears in their right hands. After another burst of killing with nowhere to hide, "Kaha" sounded from all over the battlefield.
The cry of "Luya"
Somehow, Zhou Jiping seemed to feel that he could understand the language spoken by the indigenous people. "Kahalua" should mean "he who surrenders will avoid death." Sure enough, the defeated indigenous army dropped their weapons one after another.
Kneel down and beg for surrender...
On the victorious side, all the warriors stopped, turned towards a hill in the distance, raised their spears high, and shouted in the indigenous language: Long live! Long live! Long live!
On the hill, a large scarlet flag was flying high, with the sun and moon embroidered on it. Under the banner was a brown-skinned indigenous chief. He was smiling and waving to his soldiers. This man looked so familiar...
Ah? But I have never been against him before?
Zhou Jiping felt that he could fly in the air, and couldn't help but want to get closer to the chief to see it more clearly. Unexpectedly, just as he thought about it, the chief turned his head and looked straight at Zhou Jiping who was "floating" in the air.
Yes! Zhou Jiping was even more sure, his eyes were so familiar
But in the blink of an eye, the chief disappeared and the battlefield disappeared.
Zhou Jiping felt that he was flying... He couldn't tell whether it was his body or his soul that was flying across large areas of withered grassland, and dense woods passing under him... Where was this place, so familiar?
A crescent moon hangs high in the sky, how does it look like it's at night? But how can I see it so clearly at night?
Meerkat! On the small hillock at night, several mongoose looked around warily - weren't those the group of mongoose near the tribal camp? Look at the shape of the hillock, yes! It was the group of mongoose near the tribal camp.
, isn’t the forest below you the place where the tribe camped?
Thinking like this, his body continued to float forward uncontrollably, passing through the woods in the distance. A bonfire at the mountain col attracted Zhou Jiping's attention. Someone! The body seemed to be pulled by a force, slowly descending this week.
Ji Ping could see more clearly. This was a medium-sized tribe, with about a hundred people.
Next to the bonfire, there are about a dozen tents. Next to each tent are several fierce indigenous people sitting. They seem to be waiting for something.
In the tent, a burst of men's heavy breathing and women's moans came without scruples; the sound of sex made the natives waiting next to the tent even more anxious. Some began to urge impatiently, and some began to rush.
The others laughed and cursed unscrupulously
Finally, the curtain of one of the tents was raised, and a naked and strong native walked out, covered in sweat from overexertion. Another native waiting next to him stood up with a smile on his face, and followed closely.
That tent...
What is this for? **? But the woman inside did not resist and struggle. Group marriage? Or **? Zhou Jiping, who was floating in the air, witnessed all this. Is this a dream? Or is it his own hallucination?
The body continued to float forward uncontrollably to another campfire, where several indigenous people who looked like leaders were talking.
Suddenly, Zhou Jiping saw a familiar face. The member of the hyena tribe who failed in the sneak attack and decisively turned around to kill his accomplice was among them - this was the camp of the hyena tribe!
Several leader-looking natives were continuing their conversation, but Zhou Jiping unexpectedly discovered that he could actually understand their conversation even though they were speaking in the native language.
"No matter what, we can't delay it any longer," one of the people said, "The tribe is almost out of food, and spending it here all the time is not an option."
"Yes, why not just go and plunder other tribes? Damon is really difficult to deal with. Is that stone really that important?" another echoed.
"Don't forget why we are here and why we are doing this! We are here for the future of the tribe. Do you really want your descendants to be like us and be called "hyenas" in the future? Wandering around all day long
Are you hungry on the grassland? The chief keeps his word. As long as we find the stone this time, we will no longer be a hyena tribe." said the hyena member who killed his friend, as if he was the leader of the hyena tribe.