Chapter 9 Foothold
Originally, the Shu clan felt that because the Ying clan did not have a stone throwing master at all, and there was no decent combat preparation for a long time, even if it was enough to win through some unique mysterious tools under hasty preparation, there would undoubtedly be casualties and attrition. As long as three or four of the thirteen people were killed or wounded and attritional, it would at least prove that the things claimed by the outsiders were probably not true, and that a clan of such strength and prestige was not qualified to obtain the power they wanted and claimed. Joining the warband at a time when outsiders are about to win is a decisive thing.
The Shu clan didn't expect that a clan that was clearly inferior in projection warfare could be so prominent in melee hand-to-hand combat and melee archery? The person who was hit by the arrow strangely fell down immediately without the ability to continue fighting?
"How did this arrow, which doesn't fly fast, have such lethality?"
When many people in the Shu clan were talking about it, Feng San was not willing to accept his failure. Although he was no longer as sure as he was before, he still stood up and plucked up the courage and said politely: "If you are really the messenger of the gods, you should have the blessing of the gods." Even if you're just a teenager, you're not afraid of dueling, right? β
Yang Tian actually thought about it after he calmed down after winning the first battle of youth, if it was a clan warrior who looked stupid and naΓ―ve, he planned to compete with him. At least such a person will not make an off-the-market move, which is relatively safe. But with this Feng San, who no longer seems to be as simple as a tribesman in the ordinary sense? How do you know that when you compete, you won't secretly come to some dirty bits and pieces with bacteria, and you won't be able to explain it unconsciously?
Therefore, Yang Tian smiled bluntly: "I am the messenger of the gods and not the son of the gods, the gods will not bless stupid people, and if I duel with someone like you who has no lower limit, then I am a stupid person." Days and nights before the fingers of four people numbered, you dug up near the beach not far from the baby's house and smeared with rotting and dead animal filth in an attempt to make me sick without knowing it, do you think I don't know it? β
And waiting for Feng San to answer, Yang Tian, who was worried about the long night and dreams, saw a young figure among the Shu clan people behind the Shu clan warriors.
"I suppose you want the girl in the tree clan to come over and be asked, would you like to?" Yang Tian suddenly said to the old grandmother of the Shu clan.
In fact, at this moment, Yang Tian is also ready, once there is a situation where things cannot develop in the direction he imagined, then he can only make persistent efforts and lead the soldiers to completely deter these people in front of him first, and have a protracted battle. Let's see if you have what it takes to subdue the people of this island.
If it was a head-to-head duel, it seemed that these people under their own men, who were still very young, were not sure that they would be able to win against an opponent with nearly ten times the size of their troops with wooden armor, wooden shields, and even longbows and arrows. Even if the other clans on this island don't seem to be very good at fighting.
However, if you rely on the initial camp to play a general battle, you will at least have the ability to break the enemy's siege and interference, so that at least you can win time for further intensive training...
After all, things did not develop in the direction of requiring Yang Tian to have a gambling showdown, and Shu Xiaowu finally stood up at this moment. Because in this era, there are many early childhood education in the evening, and five or six-year-old children are only about three years old who can barely communicate with others. At this time, Shu Xiaowu had not yet deeply understood some basic truths. For example, for the sake of your clan, it is necessary to lie in the face of people who are pleasing to the eye.
Seeing that there was no one in the clan to stop him at this time, and the outsider he had seen before did not look like an enemy of the clan, he walked up with the acquiescence of the old grandmother of the Shu clan. Under Yang Tian's polite and solemn inquiry, he bluntly told some things more than a month ago.
"This... This is slander, how could I, the Feng Clan, do such a thing? β
Yang Tian was also a little more confident at this time: "Call your Feng clan's Xiao Qi over." There are many things that children of this age, whether they lie or not, will know as soon as they ask ... β
"Little Seven! Tell me, is there such a thing? "At this moment, although Feng San can expect some things, he doesn't care anymore. Let's get through this with a thick skin first, and then talk about it, and then delay until the evening, even if you use some unacceptable means, you have to launch an all-out counterattack.
If it is a five- or six-year-old child in the agricultural era or modern times, under the guidance of his family, he can lie to outsiders with confidence and indistinguishability. But in this era, the minds of five or six-year-old children have just learned to speak, although after some enlightenment of Feng San, it is relatively prominent, but it is far from the ability of young children to practice in a secular agricultural society.
"I... I... I don't know the little five of the tree... When he said this, it was obvious that he could see the tone of guilt, and there was no attitude of being wronged or justified at all. This kind of performance made many people from the Shu clan and even other clans who came to witness also talk about it.
Yang Tian can be sure that even if he starts a showdown with this structure now, he should not be hindered too much.
Shu Xiaowu's cry and even the sound of righteous questioning made most people sure that the Feng clan had used the child to do something that was absolutely taboo even in the beast colony.
"Is that so?" The Tree Clan's grandmother looked at the Feng Clan's grandmother Feng Yi, who didn't seem to be in much power on weekdays.
"Wind Three! The matter is already clear, you go to the sea yourself! We're all watching! When Feng Yi, who suddenly became tough, said this, he didn't seem to have the blood affection that a primitive clan should have.
This kind of performance also secretly disappointed Yang Tian a little. It seems that the idea of integrating the entire tribe of the island into a community in the first place may do more harm than good. Some people, some groups, because of premature enlightenment, are really not suitable to be their own descendants.
Perhaps, this is how this backward primitive era began. It is impossible to make the entire large-scale society reach the threshold of modern times in only a few decades as it took to travel to the Song and Ming dynasties, and it will first take a long time to reproduce its own descendants. Maybe the time of "life" in the traditional sense of the end may not be able to surpass Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor by much.
When Feng Yi stood up at this moment, Feng San understood that there was no room and necessity to lead the rest of the clan to make the last resistance at this moment. But Feng San still didn't want to be drowned, but he weighed it carefully in a desperate situation, and also thought of a way that might be able to barely get through the life and death situation. Therefore, at this time he went resolutely in the direction of the sea, and shouted: "You will always understand the price of tolerating this outsider!" β
Yang Tian was a little strange: although Feng San didn't have much contact with himself, he didn't look like such a resolute person. I also thought of a way to deal with it. After this incident, he was at least able to reluctantly gain a foothold on this island with a transcendent position.