At the beginning, when he saw the tribal coalition at the foot of the mountain, dispatched a large number of people into the mountains and forests farther away, and cut down the big trees one by one, Song Yong was taken aback on the spot.

The scene in front of me was definitely not chopping firewood for the night camp.

Obviously, the coalition forces intend to build siege equipment after logging.

Could it be that in this primitive era where the natives were still naked and running around, there was already the appearance of siege equipment and such a high level of warfare?

This can't be, it's even more unscientific?

You don't have to think about it, all this is probably the handiwork of the girl of the Tough Bone Witch.

The coalition army didn't need to build any great engineering equipment, as long as they got a few primitive trebuchets, his shabby civil structure wall was enough to choke.

And wait until the city wall is slightly smashed by the trebuchet fired by the trebuchet.

Facing more than ten times the opponent, that still plays a yarn.

Because the logging and processing tools in the hands of the coalition forces were basically made of stones, they spent the afternoon in logging.

It was after dark that hundreds of campfires were lit in the camp.

The primitive natives in the coalition army were still busy around the campfire, and until late in the day, there were still a large number of people busy.

At night, Song Yong asked his natives, except for a small number of people left behind on the city wall.

The others were all armed with weapons and equipment, and they were directly lying under the city wall to rest, in case the other party launched a sneak attack in the middle of the night or something, they could quickly go up to the city wall to defend.

It's hard work, but isn't it an extraordinary time?

And Song Yong himself, with all the equipment, has been staying on the city wall, often picking up the binoculars in his hand and staring at the camp below the mountain to observe.

It's just that tonight, there is no moonlight in the night sky, and the toy telescope in his hand can still be used during the day.

In this case at night, it doesn't seem to be a big deal.

In his laborious observations, he was able to determine that the natives seemed to be processing the relevant materials.

The problem is that these natives have never had the intention of putting these materials together right away.

Song Yong lay on the city wall, looked at it stupidly for a long time, and couldn't see any clues from those long logs.

It is impossible to speculate from this as to what siege equipment they are planning to assemble.

Later, looking at and watching, Song Yong, who had not slept well for several nights in a row, felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier in a wave of sleepiness.

Unknowingly, he lay on the wooden pier on the city wall and fell asleep.

God knows why? After he fell asleep in such an awkward position, the thing slept soundly......

"Brother Yong, Brother Yong, wake up quickly~" A noisy sound sounded in his ears, waking up Song Yong, who was sleeping in Zhengxiang.

At this time, he realized that the sky had already brightened.

And he didn't know when he was already lying on the ground of the city wall, and the explosion-proof helmet on his head had already been removed.

Not only is his body covered with a piece of animal skin, but even his head is pillowed on the toned thigh of this girl.

Between the slight movement of his head, he could feel the position of the back of his head, where there was an astonishing elasticity and warmth.

No wonder! He felt so soundly and comfortably asleep this night.

It's no wonder that even the daily biological clock didn't wake him up on time, probably in his subconscious, he didn't plan to wake up!

The person who woke him up was a hooligan, and after he saw Song Yong open his eyes, he hurriedly continued to say:

"Brother Yong, those guys below seem to be coming over soon. ”

However, Song Yong's first reaction after getting up in a panic was to glance at the expression on the face of the gangster;

Glancing around, the rest of the fighters had all climbed the wall, craned their necks, and looked down the hill.

In the same way, these people don't seem to have any extra thoughts about the small situation that is happening on their side.

Suddenly, Song Yongcai breathed a sigh of relief, and his great image as Brother Yong had not been destroyed.

It was only after a short time that he reacted again: No, nothing happened to me and Gardenia, and the relationship did not reach that point.

How can these people not feel a little strange, why do they think this is so normal?

When he saw the siege equipment on the shoulders of the coalition army at the foot of the mountain in the telescope, Song Yong almost laughed on the spot.

Well, these things must be a siege engine.

The problem is, at best, the most primitive and rudimentary kind.

At the foot of the mountain, there were already thousands of people gathered in Wuyangyang, and in the temporary camp a little farther away, there were also thousands of people preparing food for the morning.

It seems that they are facing a small battlefield and do not intend to invest all their forces at once.

Judging from the fact that the people who were going to attack were standing and subconsciously leaning together in a group, these people were all pieced together from the thirteen small tribes.

A small crowd is 30 or 50 people, and a large crowd is more than 100 people.

But no matter how many people there are, there are some people who carry a slightly processed log on their shoulders.

One end of the log was processed into a vague hook.

On the opposite side of the hook, a gap of tens of centimeters was cut out.

It only took a few glances for Song Yong to deduce the function of this thing, which was nothing more than the end with the hook on the wall of the civil structure, which was barely fixed to the log.

Then, the indigenous warriors of the coalition army stepped on the gap in the back to borrow their strength, thus achieving the goal of quickly rushing up the city wall.

In general, it is a poorly crafted and primitive siege ladder.

Although it is said that with the input of such a ladder, it is much less difficult for the opponent to rush to the city wall, but after Song Yong saw these shoddy siege equipment, he let go of his biggest worry in his heart.

As long as it's not a trebuchet or something, everything is negotiable.

On the contrary, what made Song Yong more jealous was the wooden shield in the hands of more people in the coalition army below.

Obviously, it was these stinky and shameless goods who shamelessly plagiarized his invention.

"These bastards~" Song Yong scolded so indignantly, not realizing that he was actually a shameless plagiarist.

The main thing is that with these shields, the lethality of the bows and arrows in their hands will be greatly reduced......

When Song Yong observed the situation at the foot of the mountain, Gardenia next to him handed over a piece of warm barbecue, and before Song Yong could move his mouth after taking this breakfast, the battle had already broken out.

"The first warrior to storm the walls can give preference to women and booty. ”

In the midst of such a loud announcement, the trash tribe of thousands of people in the front row let out a huge cheer amid the loud agitation of their leader.

In the deliberations of yesterday afternoon, the leaders of these thirteen small tribes competed for the opportunity to attack first without much effort.

In their leaders' perception of war.

Just the strength and coldness of their thousands of people, and the fact that there are more than a dozen totem warriors leading the battle on their behalf, is already a foolproof thing.

At this moment, they rushed up to the city wall halfway up the mountain.

Of course, it is estimated that they have long known the power of the Gray Rabbit tribe from the surviving warriors who joined the Tough Bone Tribe, those original Broken Tooth Tribe.

Therefore, in the midst of such a charge, they did not forget to let the personnel holding the wooden shield raise the wooden shield high.

The rest of the personnel hid behind the wooden shield.

Faced with such a scene, when these people rushed to a distance of about two hundred steps, Song Yong issued such an order with a hint of playfulness on the corner of his mouth:

"I prepare the sassal wood and put it~"

In the latter part of the year, hundreds of thick logs were thrown out of the city walls in a very short time.

The thick sasswood rolled down the not very steep mountain, and the closer it got to the charging crowd, the faster the sassanine rolled the sassaker.