Spring is getting stronger and stronger, and when some flowers wither and drift down the river, the birds returning to the south also begin to return from the south in large numbers.

At this time, the space for birds to survive is huge, and the humans who have not yet risen are not enough to threaten their survival.

They have a wide enough world to live and soar.

It is precisely because of this that when the birds fly by, they are all black and oppressive, screaming noisily, leaving some falling feathers and droppings falling from the sky, and chirping noisily away.

There are only a few poor things, and it rarely happens.

On the wall of the Qingque tribe, Han Cheng, who was huffing and puffing, was holding a bow in his hand and a pot of arrows beside him, looking at the sky to the south, scolding indignantly in his mouth, and he was dissatisfied with his desires, and the evil fire did not vent cleanly.

Also staying on the wall, there were more than a dozen people left behind by the archers.

Among them, Senior Brother Sha, a marksman, was also impressively listed, and he patted his chest and promised that he would shoot down some birds to strip off his clothes and vent his anger to the Divine Son.

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

The speed is very fast, and it expands rapidly in front of the eyes, accompanied by a chirping sound of 'quack~quack~'.

As this white cloud gradually approached, the huge word 'human' that appeared in the air also became bigger and bigger.

Hearing this familiar voice and looking at this familiar 'herringbone' team, Han Cheng immediately jumped up.

Here it comes!

"Ready!"

He shouted, the bow and arrow in his hand were ready, raised above his head, slowly pulled away, and aimed at the group of flying objects, ready to attack.

Senior Brother Sha and more than ten others were also all ready, and they who often participated in the training were more smooth than Han Cheng, the god son, in this regard.

These guys are working hard to shoot down these ignorant birds and vent their anger for the Son of God.

Han Cheng was actually not as angry as Senior Brother Sha and the others thought, although the meal he had just eaten two bites of was ruined.

In addition to this one reason, there is also an important reason why he has found traces of geese in the past two days.

Of course, he doesn't know what the difference is from the kind of geese he saw in later generations, after all, he is not a jack of all trades.

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

The big bird flying in a herringbone shape, in his memory, the wild goose seems to be the only one.

Wild geese are a good thing.

The wild goose that has lost its vitality is just right to use it in the pot, and the living wild goose is even more useful.

Because the big white goose, known as the hegemon of the countryside, was domesticated by wild geese.

He wants to hunt some geese down and slowly domesticate them into geese, which is his real purpose.

In this era, blessed to have this group of guys here, there is no need for them to come to the home nursing home.

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

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

"Shoot the arrows!"

Seeing that this group of big white geese was flying closer and closer, and was about to reach the top of everyone's heads, Han Cheng issued an order to attack.

After saying that, in the sound of a bowstring trembling, more than a dozen feather arrows flew into the sky and headed straight for the geese.

Han Chengke didn't kill two geese with one stone in order to show his martial arts, or like Xiao Li Guanghuarong, he named and wanted to shoot the eyes of the third goose, but directly asked everyone to do it together.

Of course, even if he has such a mind, he does not have such a ability.

Perhaps, this is the truth of the matter.

These wild geese are also accustomed to traveling south than breaking through, and have seen a lot of the world, whether it is from their ancestors or from their experience for so many years, they have not been attacked by the ground.

To be precise, as long as you fly into the sky, the danger on the ground is negligible.

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

It is also doomed to become a tragedy today.

More than a dozen sharp arrows shot from the bottom up, and the geese, who were completely unprepared, were suddenly hit by several of them.

In the panicked cry, five geese fluttered their wings and fell from the sky.

"Go on!"

The wailing of the wild goose did not make Han Chengsheng feel anything, and he squinted his eyes, and continued to order without twisting his head.

At the same time, he quickly pulled out an arrow from the quiver on his waist, opened his bow quickly, and shot it again at the chaotic flock of geese.

While he was crying out, another goose fell down with a wail.

Being able to shoot the bow twice in a row in such a short period of time, and being able to hit the target every time, this kind of ability, except for Senior Brother Sha, can no one else be found in the entire tribe.

For a while, this side of the world was in chaos, and the sky and the earth were full of panicked geese.

Ignoring the danger from the ground, the geese suffered a fatal blow, and in a series of wails, they could no longer form a wild goose array, quickly rose up, and at the same time left into the distance.

After Senior Brother Sha shot an arrow at the departing wild goose with all his might, and fell weakly, the swift goose shooting operation came to an end.

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

Even the fence has a wild goose that has been shot.

However, this guy was unlucky, he was directly pierced through the brain by an arrow, and he only fluttered twice, and then stopped moving.

As soon as the shooting of the geese was over, the minors hiding in the house poured out of the house with cheers, shouting and screaming to chase and arrest the geese.

The people waiting on the fence saw that the geese were far away, and no one caught the geese outside the wall for a while, so they all quickly went down the courtyard wall to catch the injured geese.

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

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

Then he walked up to the side of the dead goose on the wall, ready to carry it down the wall.

At this moment, the mournful sound of geese was suddenly heard in his ears, and Han Cheng subconsciously looked up at the sky, only to see a wild goose flying back from the direction where the geese had just left, flying all the way, wailing all the way.

This guy finally escaped, and now he is running back to die.

Han Cheng stopped, pulled out an arrow and put it on the bowstring, and slowly pulled it away, ready to shoot the goose that had gone and returned.

The lone goose didn't seem to perceive the danger, and came all the way to mourn, stopping above Han Cheng's head, circling and wailing, with a desolate voice.

I don't know why, Han Cheng, who was already ready to go, didn't let go of his fingers pulling the bowstring.

"Ga~"

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

(There's been a lot of things in recent times.,The update may not be very stable.,I'm trying to send it out on time as much as possible.,If you can't get it out, you can only push it back.,And ask the book friends to forgive me - the dizzy Confucianism worships on it)