The war outside is still going on, Wu Zhongyuan is in a hurry to get out of here, and after going out, he runs desperately to the east, in fact, he still has no sense of direction, the reason why he knows that he is running east, is judged according to the direction of the thatched hut door, unless someone likes to drink the northwest wind in winter, otherwise the door is usually designed to face south towards the sun.

Soon he ran to the wall, which was more than two meters high, and there was a vast forest outside, and he was safe as long as he ran out.

But when he ran here, he suddenly woke up, he couldn't go, this village was the village of the bear tribe, that is, his village, as a new generation of King Wu, how could he leave his people to escape alone.

No, you have to go back, you have to lead your people to defend against foreign enemies, this is what a leader should do.

Thinking of this, he turned around and walked back, it is not yet possible to confirm the origin of the enemy, the ancient times are not like modern times, the materials are extremely scarce, and the soldiers do not have uniform uniforms, it is difficult to determine the camp they belong to through their wear, and it is estimated that it will be able to get familiar with it, but now he can't see it.

Although he wanted to lead his people to fight, he was still very scared in his heart, although he had also killed people, but it was with a gun, or unintentionally, you must know that pulling the trigger and cutting off the opponent's head with a sword are two different things, he is afraid that he will not be able to do it.

Taking a step back and saying that even if he can do it, then he has to be able to kill the other party, he won't use a sword at all, and he can use light skills to escape, but he will take the sword and chop it indiscriminately, and he may not know who is dead.

I was worried, and at a glance, I found that there was an archer hidden behind a thatched hut not far away, ancient archers are a little similar to modern snipers, rarely directly involved in fighting, and are hiding in the shadows to influence the battle situation.

He can't use a sword, but he can use a bow and arrow, Wu Tai is the first archer of the bear tribe, and Sanhu has transferred all of Wu Tai's bow skills to him.

The praying mantis catches the cicada, the yellow finch is behind, the archer uses the cover of the thatched hut and the wind and snow, and frequently fires cold arrows from the dark place to kill and injure the residents of the village and the soldiers who protect the village, where would you think that someone will touch it from behind under the cover of the wind and snow, and when he is aware of it, he looks back eagerly, Wu Zhongyuan's fist has already arrived in front of him.

A heavy blow to the back of the head can knock a person unconscious, and a slap in the face is not easy to knock a person unconscious, but it can stun a person, while the archer was stunned, Wu Zhongyuan punched again, this time it was the temple, and it was not knocked down, and another punch was made, and he was finally stunned.

Not only did he seize the opponent's bow and arrows, but he also took the opportunity to change his clothes, this person was relatively thin and small, and his clothes were more suitable.

There are still dozens of arrows in the opponent's quiver, and arrows are to an archer what bullets are to a sniper, which can carry a hundred, but never eighty.

In addition to the bow and arrows, this person also carried a dagger, Wu Zhongyuan grabbed the dagger but couldn't cut the archer's neck, in fact, it was not ruthless, but scruples, killing people is a crime.

Even though he knew that there was no longer the law at this time, this deep-rooted thought was still difficult to change in a short period of time, Wu Zhongyuan gestured again and again, and finally put away the dagger, ran more than ten meters, pulled out an arrow, and bent the bow to shoot him.

The bow and arrow in hand, there is no strange feeling at all, very familiar, very skilled, there is no need to aim at all, how big the bow should be, how strong it should be, it has become an instinct to be familiar with the arrow, and every shot must hit.

Because the arrow wound did not bleed much, Wu Zhongyuan quickly overcame the psychological barrier, at first hiding in the shadows, moving slowly from the periphery, attacking the remaining archers, waiting for the soldiers who were good at using bows and arrows to be shot and killed, then walked out of the shadows, at this time the wind and snow had weakened, the sight was good, he could calmly observe and attack the enemy soldiers, after settling his mind, he was able to distinguish between friend and foe, the enemy soldiers wore different hats from their own soldiers, and the colors and styles of the clothes they wore were also slightly different.

The size of the village was not large, and the number of enemies attacking the village was not very large, only less than a hundred, and after shooting more than two dozen people, the side regained its disadvantage and began to counterattack.

No matter how nice it sounds, it's better to do something practical, Wu Zhongyuan proved his position with his actual actions, including the woman in black who attacked him before, was sure that he was his helper, but everyone was very angry with him, and they couldn't figure out what his origin was.

The evil killing is brutal, but the righteous killing is bloody, seeing the murderers of his own people fall to death one by one under his own arrows, Wu Zhongyuan is both excited and excited, this is a perfect appearance, and it is also a good start.

Although he does not have Wu Tai's aura cultivation, he has Wu Tai's superb archery skills, even in the chaotic pursuit, he can accurately hit the target, but his strength is insufficient, the range is limited, and he cannot punish the attacking enemy.

As the so-called defeat was like a mountain, the enemy was defeated and retreated, and the battle ended quickly, the surviving people and soldiers, as well as the woman in black, gathered around Wu Zhongyuan, looking at him with puzzled and grateful eyes.

Being watched by so many people made Wu Zhongyuan a little nervous and embarrassed, but more than that, he was still happy and excited.

The woman in black seemed to be the leader of the village, and ordered the surviving people and soldiers to clean up the battlefield and clean up the mess, and then, together with the few people who remained, invited Wu Zhongyuan to a larger thatched hut to talk.

There was no place to cook or sleep, only a fire pit in the middle of the hut, and some animal skins were spread around it, which was supposed to be the place where the village held meetings.

"Little brother, which village are you from?" The woman in black was older than Wu Zhongyuan, about twenty-three or four-year-old.

Wu Zhongyuan frowned slightly, and did not answer the question of the woman in black.

"What's your name?" asked the woman in black again.

"My name is Nakamoto. Wu Zhongyuan replied that Wu is his surname in modern times, but at this time it is a symbol of status and status, and only the royal family and warriors are qualified to put the character Wu in front of their names.

"Where are you from?" asked the woman in black again.

"Far away. Wu Zhongyuan said.

"You're not from our tribe?" asked the woman in black.

Wu Zhongyuan did not answer, this is just a village to which the bear tribe belongs, not the capital of the bear tribe, and it is not appropriate to reveal his identity before returning to the capital.

Seeing that Wu Zhongyuan had something to hide, the woman in black frowned slightly, and after exchanging glances with several other people around her, she said to Wu Zhongyuan, "If you hadn't drawn your sword to help today, our village would have been destroyed by the enemy, you can live in our village for a few days, and I will report to Dawu and fight for a reward for you." ”

"I don't need a ......prize," Wu Zhongyuan said here, and suddenly woke up, "What are you talking about?"

The woman in black nodded, "Da Wu, the king of our tribe." ”

"Isn't there no king in the bear tribe?" Wu Zhongyuan asked suspiciously.

"Yes, half a year ago, we found the current Da Wu, who is the only person in our tribe who has pure royal blood, and is also our last hope......"