Chapter 7: The First Duel
Yang Tian was making secret preparations for the war in this relatively simple-minded infant clan, consolidating his prestige, and communicating with the people on the island became obviously much more convenient. If a simple language does not require proficiency in grammatical structures, there are no requirements for writing and writing, and even the pronunciation is okay as long as it is not too outrageous and biased, it seems that it is far less difficult than Yang Tian felt when he learned English in middle school.
In terms of martial arts, it is not very smooth for a novice and novice to get started with any seemingly simple weapon tools at first. What's more, the "Meteor Rod Hammer" "developed" by Yang Tian through comparative testing is still slightly less than a simple wooden stick in operation.
In the blink of an eye, more than a month has gradually passed, and it seems that there is still some time before the agreed time of the martial arts competition. At first, Yang Tian was a little worried, but later he felt that everything seemed to be nothing, and his arrangements were quite cautious.
But Yang Tian still forgot: this is the same island that is not very big, although the relationship between the Ying clan and other clans is a little more distant, but it is not as clear as that of two hostile tribes who do not understand the same language. Although Yang Tian invented many new tools and weapons with the infant clan as the core and secretly prepared for war, he was lucky enough to conceal it for more than a month, but in the end he couldn't hide it anymore.
After noticing that the Feng clan excavation seemed to be a little unusual, he secretly sent the Shu clan, which was still a lot of intermarriage with the main clan, and joined several other clans to secretly sneak in at night to investigate, and lurked until the second night before sneaking back, and finally discovered the fact that the entire infant clan was preparing for war and practicing martial arts.
Soon, the old grandmothers of the various clans also knew about this, and early in the morning of the forty-second day when Yang Tian started preparations for the battle, more than 20 young men and women with the Shu Clan and the Feng Clan as the core of the two clans, as well as more than 40 men, women, and children from other clans, approached from both sides of the beach in two ways.
"Do you remember what you used to cry about? Do you remember how much our own strength has changed these days? And what I said to you before? At this time, Yang Tian asked with a firm expression in the tribal language that was not very proficient.
At this time, Yang Tian, who already had a general understanding of the language and vocabulary of the tribe, was able to make most of the people in the infant clan believe that he was a messenger from heaven, and when he recalled the past encounters and the training of these days, even his intelligence and consciousness were not outstanding among the tribes on this island, but the hearts of most of the twelve selected warriors had been mobilized.
The resolute determination of these people to stand on their side, as well as the fact that the women and children of the clan were able to be sheltered by the proposed fortifications that had been built, all strengthened Yang Tian's confidence a lot.
At this moment, Yang Tian had an impulse, that is, regardless of the three seven twenty-one, he would first lead the warriors in the infant clan to launch a surprise attack and attack on one of the roads that came forward, and even start fighting without saying a word, however, in the end, he gave up this plan.
If you bury the genes of relying too much on force and not paying attention to rules and morality in these people, maybe there is no problem with this generation because these people are very simple and simple people, but it will be difficult to guarantee the next generation. Therefore, in the end, Yang Tian still planned to be reasonable. Especially at this time, he is no longer a layman in the language of the tribe.
Of course, Yang Tian would not let the twelve heavily armed soldiers around him be in danger rashly, so first of all, all the members pushed into the temporary camp and put on a defensive posture, so as not to let the people who came to know where their confidence was for the time being.
Feng San and Shu Er, who were male wise men of the two clans, as well as the old grandmother of the Feng clan and the Shu clan, as well as some other people in the clan all arrived. First of all, it was the Feng clan's old grandmother Feng who spoke: "No need to hide it, we know that you have been making some strange utensils and practicing some techniques that seem to have bad intentions in the past month or so. Don't you know that collective drills within the clan and confrontation with people are taboos that have been passed down from generation to generation? ”
"The taboo on the island is a taboo on earth. And this young man who came is the messenger of the gods, and the gods demand that you obey the arrangements of the gods in all your actions. You are now acting disrespectfully to God ... The only young female warrior of the infant clan who was fully armed beside Yang Tian said confidently at this time.
Yang Tian thought for a moment, and still felt that a divine envoy rather than a god himself should still have a trace of demeanor that only a wise man in the world has. Therefore, I did not say directly at this time, as I had previously conceived, that you should kneel down for me, put down what you are holding, and obey my arrangements and so on. Instead, he said with a pleasant face: "Those who don't know and don't believe are not the existence of worm-like evil. I understand your suspicions, but I have a God-given mission, and I have to be on a strong principle: if you people cross the arrows, you are intent on deciding who on this island should be obeyed by a duel. If you take a step back and prove that you are tolerant and kind people, and don't go your own way, I may not let the other clans of the island you live with suffer too much to remodel. ”
Yang Tian's words were still a little rusty, and there were still some newly coined words that the people on the island couldn't understand. But when the female warrior beside Yang Tian in the Ying Clan shot out the big arrow and landed about ten zhang outside the camp, and gave an explanation, at least many young men in the Shu Clan frowned.
However, Feng San looked at the heavy arrow shot and smiled: Obviously, the faster the bow and arrow, the better, the lighter the better. In this way, the arrows can fly fast, so that the prey at a distance of a few steps can not be avoided. With such a heavy arrow attached to a feather that seems to affect its accuracy, what kind of strength can it exert? Even if it is the Feng clan himself, it should be enough to trap these infants, who are a little new but obviously inexperienced. Not to mention, the infant clan did not have a warrior specially trained for the clan conference competition...
The old grandmother of the Shu clan finally decided to withdraw temporarily, and said very frankly and bluntly: "If it is really the messenger of the gods, then it should be blessed by the gods. Even if it comes out, whether it is a clan battle or a brave competition, it should be blessed by God. If you can prove this, you can really win the duel with the Feng clan in the case of coming out, and no one dies in battle, then I think not only our Shu clan, but also the other clans on the island will have more convincers... ”