Chapter 213: The Thorny 'Green Belt'
"Knock, knock, knock......"
After grinding a large number of sticks with relatively sharp ends at both ends, the senior brother and the others also stopped turning the ground, and one person took a stone and nailed the sharpened wooden stick to the ground.
The place where the sticks were nailed was at the second line made on the periphery of the Blue Sparrow Tribe.
As the wall increased, the throwing distance of the Blue Sparrow tribe was extended a bit, but the original two lines were not changed, because the maximum throwing distance could not bring the most powerful damage to the enemy.
Instead, it's better not to move these two lines.
In the past, when the wall was only two meters high, the people who fell outside did not have the ability to throw their weapons on the wall from the second line, injuring the people on the wall, but now the wall has increased a lot, and at this distance, the safety of the Qingque tribe is naturally not a problem.
So after some thought and verification, Han Cheng decided to set up this defensive belt here.
The senior brother nailed a wooden stick to only a dozen centimeters in one go, wiped the sweat on his head, and looked at the 'stick belt' that had been built in front of him with a width of almost four meters, and felt very good.
He stood up and tried to stomp his foot on the stick he had just nailed.
Because it was nailed down with a stone, the tip of the stick was not very sharp, and he wore straw sandals on his feet, and the straw sandals were covered with a sock made of animal skin, so he didn't feel much pain when he stepped on them.
However, the joy on the elder brother's face never diminished, because there were not many people in other tribes who wore straw sandals and socks like him.
He imagined the people who came to attack their tribe, rushed here, and before they could attack their own tribe, they tripped over the stick, or stepped on the top of the stick and fell to the foot in pain, and after their faces turned pale, they showed a relieved look.
Fall in such a place full of relatively sharp sticks, the consequences are ......
Even if most of the people were not injured enough to be fatal, the people of the Blue Sparrow tribe standing on the wall were not puppets, and they would take this opportunity to throw stone spears and stones here......
It took about half a month for the people of the Qingque tribe to complete this defense system.
The sticks stand here, as if there is an extra green belt out of thin air, but this green belt is the kind with blood.
The sticks are not very densely nailed, and the distance between each column is about forty centimeters, and the distance between the same columns is also forty centimeters.
There is no need to worry that the tribes that come to attack will pass through this forty-centimeter gap, because these sticks are nailed for defense, not like planting trees, looking horizontally, vertically, and obliquely, in rows and columns, and the forty-centimeter-wide passage does not exist at all.
Each stick in the second column is almost pinned to the middle of the two sticks in the first row, and the third row is nailed to the south of the two sticks in the second row......
In this way, these gaps will be divided into very small, and it is simply impossible to drive straight in.
Everyone looked at the defensive belt led by the Son of God and built by them, and their faces smiled, because they felt reassured from it.
Just when everyone thought that this was the end of the story, Miko gave a new instruction to this defense belt, that is, to let the tribesmen collect tough rattans, and the requirements for rattan were similar to those used to build defenses when they encountered wild boars and saber-toothed tigers in search of Fusho.
When collecting rattan, if you encounter the kind of thorns with large thorns, you should also get them back as much as possible.
The collected rattans were limped one by one around the sticks nailed there and used as ropes.
Use these sticks as a fulcrum to make a stumbling block-like existence.
The thorns brought back are placed on the periphery and inside of the limp rattan defensive array.
The people of the Blue Sparrow tribe looked at the things they had made with their own hands under the guidance of the Son of God, and suddenly felt a little pity for those who would come to attack their tribe in the future......
Han Dashenzi was still a little dissatisfied, and deeply regretted that he didn't find the soaphorn tree.
It's not to wash my hair and clothes with soap, but to take a fancy to the big wooden thorns on the soaphorn tree.
The wooden thorn got down and threw it here, which was not very useful for primitive people with extremely simple shoes.
Han Cheng personally experienced the power of soaphorn thorns when he was a child.
He was about four or five years old at the time, and he ran around without shoes in the summer, and once he stepped on a fallen soaphorn thorn.
That sour taste, Han Cheng still remembers, when he pulled it out twice with his hand and didn't pull it out, it was still the hand of an adult next to him......
The people of the Qingque tribe don't know what their god son thinks, and if they do, their admiration for their god son will be even more gushing.
For those who may come to attack their tribes, they are more sympathetic and pitiful.
After all that was done, winter was already here.
The cold wind with a whistle blew through the dry grass overnight, and the temperature dropped suddenly, but the people of the Qingque tribe did not feel how cold it was, because of the fire kang in their room, this winter was extraordinarily warm compared to other winters.
Wrapped in thick fur, Wu walked out of the east room, opened the door and walked outside, spitting white gas and shivering fiercely.
The outside and the inside are two different worlds!
If it weren't for the fact that the last batch of rabbits that needed to be executed were dealt with today, Wu Du wanted to turn around and go back to the warm kang.
Wu stood there and looked at the edge of the house, looking at the chimney with wisps of smoke, and a smile appeared on his face, this is really a good thing.
Han Cheng also got up, also wrapped in a thick animal skin, with the original version of the ** hat on his head, covering his entire head, two ears and half of his face, and stood aside to watch Wu knock the rabbit with a small wooden stick.
At this time, the witch's hands and feet were not like words, one stick at a time, the action was like a cloud of water with peers, and a bunch of rabbits were lost at his feet.
The people of the Qingque tribe are always so enthusiastic about food, and this enthusiasm cannot be stifled by the harsh cold, and the senior brother and others sprayed white air while the rabbit skin was hot, and there was laughter.
If the technique is good, you can pick up a 'cylinder skin' down, this cylindrical rabbit skin only needs a little transformation after nitrate, it is a very good sock or glove, which is more comfortable than the strong and durable sewn with a rope, and it is a rare good thing.
There are many people, and the work is fast, after nearly a hundred rabbits have been processed, the sun is still a long distance from the south, Han Cheng saw that the time was still early, so he called a few people from Heiwa, went out of the courtyard, and walked not far away.
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