Although a month and a half of preparation and training gave Yang Tian the confidence to lead these twelve fairly universal warriors to victory, there was still tension and uncertainty in his heart when facing the first battle. It's just that this tension only lasted for a moment, and Yang Tian knew that he couldn't show the cowardice of an ordinary person at this moment. Therefore, at this time, he also picked up the bow and arrows, and wore wooden armor painted with simple fireproof mud all over his body, and a meteor rod hammer on his waist, and naturally held the bow in his left hand as a pressure array.

At this time, Yang Tian of course understood that no matter from which point of view, the commander or even an important leader of a squad was actually not suitable for charging on the front line, but was more suitable for pressing the formation as a rear formation. If you can't understand the dynamics of the whole team, you will want to be dangerous. Only when there is an absolute need will it be your turn to go into hand-to-hand combat in person.

When the team of thirteen people walked out of the camp in two rows, the slightly nervous emotions of the people around Yang Tian that Yang Tian could perceive also relaxed.

In Yang Tian's opinion, compared to the conflict on campus or on the street, or the conflict of the most primitive clans, it is a huge advantage to have even the most rudimentary armor and a special shield to protect oneself. When there is even an inappropriate division of labor and mutual cooperation between the arms, it means that the level of armament and combat seems to be invisibly sublimated.

The formation of the Wind Clan and others is wider and more flexible. Naturally, there is no strict formation for people who are preparing to fight in the field. Some of them raised their short bows, while others spun up a slinging with a simple tail from a distance. When Yang Tian's team just walked out, it launched a suppressive projection from more than thirty meters away. Ten young men and teenagers have eight short bows and two slingshots, and they can shoot more than two arrows almost every second or so.

Although this is an island tribe with declining armament and even courage, in the process of daily hunting, there is still training to shoot accurately with light arrows. The successive tailless arrows were slightly tilted, hitting the shields, and even the wooden armor on many people did not seem to pose much of a threat. However, the power of the throwing stone is obviously much greater, when the throwing stone hits the wooden shield of the warrior in front, it can often smash the wooden shield backwards and slap it on the body, and the shield seems to have obvious traces of being smashed and dented.

All of a sudden, Yang Tianhe, who had just walked out of the camp, and the thirteen people led by him obviously fell into the danger of being besieged from all sides. At this time, Yang Tiancai realized that he had made a mistake that he took for granted: the ancient dense military formation or the phalanx under the coordination of multiple arms had to have at least dozens or hundreds of talents.

If the number of people is as small as a group of only a dozen people on each side, it is simply impossible to form the simplest formation that is complete and reliable. Regular army warfare of this scale should actually be equivalent to skirmisher warfare, which is dispersed according to the upgraded version of the group and projected for each other's battles, and it is reasonable to divide into two groups and gather together only if there is a need for hand-to-hand combat.

Fortunately, in the previous drill, Yang Tian did not imagine the situation when facing the siege of many enemies, so in this case, it was wise to let the team disperse slightly into a scattered formation when the opponent projected, so that they could freely dodge the incoming arrows.

In this case, in order to bring an unavoidable threat to the other party. The more than ten young men and teenagers of Feng San's clan seemed to be completely relieved. The Feng men, who had won the upper hand, smiled confidently like a group of veterans who were good at group fights bullying newcomers, approached a distance of about ten meters, and threw a throwing stone that seemed to be unusually powerful. Soon, a flying stone hit the upper end of the shield, and the violent impact pushed the upper end of the shield like a heavy punch, and slammed into the head of the infant young warrior behind him. The upper end of the shield also broke apart.

Many of the more accurate arrows fired at this distance also bypassed the shield with precision, hitting the guard of the child's calf in front of them. If it weren't for the fact that the clan on the island rarely practiced the stone throwing technique with tail stones, the level would be like that, Yang Tian believed that the team he led at this time would definitely fall into a huge passivity because of dogmatism...

In the midst of the danger, Yang Tian finally thought that he was not a general, but a chief, who had only twelve soldiers under his command at this time, and was going to fight in person. Therefore, at this time, he mustered up his courage and under the cover of the shield, he pulled the bowstring of the longbow of about three buckets and shot out a large arrow of about 200 grams.

Because of the heaviness of the arrows, and the strength of Yang Tiankai's bow, who had just practiced the simple longbow for more than a month, was also far behind, and the speed at which the arrows flew out of such a heavy arrow was not much different from the speed of ordinary people throwing objects by hand, and it was easily flashed by a young man of the Feng clan who used a stone throwing with a smile.

However, what Yang Tian didn't expect was that the simple warriors around him still remembered what they had taught at this moment: "Unless you can freely choose the target to shoot at at a very close and very certain distance, who will my arrow shoot at, or force the person who is most likely to be hit to dodge." and your arrows shall be directed at that man. If it is at a distance that the opponent is easy to dodge, the first and second aim left, the fourth and fifth aim right, and the third and fourth aim right... ”

In this way, the archer who had just easily dodged the arrow shot by Yang Tian soon noticed that at least six bows that seemed to have been drawn had already been drawn revealed from the shield position behind the melee warrior in front of him, and the arrows were suddenly released.

The six large arrows seemed to sweep across in an even distribution at a distance of about ten meters, and it was almost impossible to avoid them. The second archer, the only female warrior of the Infant Clan, shot a large arrow weighing about 200 grams and hitting the Feng Clan's stone thrower in the abdomen.

No matter how sharp the stone cluster arrows without metal arrows were, they couldn't shoot through the wooden armor prepared by Yang Tian and the others themselves, or the very rudimentary wooden shields, when their training level was still very limited.

However, without the constant test of clan-to-clan conflicts, on such a closed island, even if Feng San's clan is relatively intelligent, it still suffers a big loss at this time because he did not prepare a protective equipment such as leather armor.

The large stone arrows shot by the three bucket bows still formed a strong power in the face of the exposed body, loosening the entire stone arrow cluster into the flesh and penetrating more than two inches. The upturned effect brought about by the natural drooping of the heavy arrow body is like a knife twisting, and the impact of the big arrow itself deepens the lethality, which makes the stone thrower who was hit by the arrow squat down on the spot and seems to have completely lost his combat effectiveness.

The men of the Feng clan, who were not too brave, were also stunned at this moment, and when they saw that the situation was not good, Feng San reacted quickly, and quickly shouted and reminded people to rush forward, and only close to the hand-to-hand combat to eliminate the opponent one-on-one.

It was only when the two sides fought, that the men of the Feng Clan discovered that although the infant warriors with the more agile meteor rod hammers were obviously inferior due to the loss of muzzle velocity and tactical dullness in medium and long-distance projection battles, the melee hand-to-hand combat ability was completely reversed. Soon someone was beaten back by the nimble meteor rod hammer and wooden shield. There are also people who are not only shallow, but also directly hit their unprotected heads by the hexagonal hammer head that suddenly stretched out from the pole and became elongated, and their brains burst suddenly. And those old stone and wood tools that are too heavy will have a hard time hitting opponents who are extremely nimble in actual combat.

Under such circumstances, many of the people who went to pursue Yang Tian and other archers had to retreat from the flanks and deal with those unusual hand-to-hand fighters first with superior numbers.

It's just that in just a few seconds, the archers who have freed their hands have also drawn their bows, and at a distance of less than a zhang or so, almost like the white blade of a long soldier, they released an unavoidable stone cluster of arrows, and three more Feng men who were hit by arrows were shot down on the spot... At this moment, the victory and defeat seem to be very clear after the short armed group battle.

Even the pressure brought by the bloody fighting group was enough to make people who were not cowardly feel nervous, and in Yang Tian's opinion, everything seemed to be so long. It's just that because the scale of the battle is only at the level of "strengthening the sh", the entire fierce conflict from the beginning to the end is only a short time of less than a minute or so, and there is not even a round of fighting ring match.

This first battle, in which both sides made serious mistakes, was easily won with the more careful preparation of Yang Tian and the others for a month and a half. When Yang Tian looked around, he was sure that in the case of seriously injuring or killing the four young men on the other side, there were actually only two people on his side, and the faces were slightly colored because of the collision of the shields, it was difficult to say whether they were injured or not, and everyone did not feel nervous at all as they imagined. It's just that they are still seriously lining up and waiting for Yang Tian's order, which also makes Yang Tian somewhat moved: "Such a warrior seems to be the same kind of people as those precocious islanders of other clans on the island... ”