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The old chief of the Giant Wood Tribe, whose beard was white, trembled, raised the cane in his hand three and five times, and fell weakly again and again, but the strong man in front of him roared in an old voice: "You...... Are you really the kind of deal you don't make with Xingyue? ”

Buzz didn't speak, nodding silently.

"You...... You brute! Ahem! The old chief put his hands on his chest and coughed violently, and Bas hurriedly stepped forward to help him, gently patting him on the back.

"Get out of here!" Lao Qiu didn't know where he got the strength, pushed away the strong Bass, and said in a trembling voice: "You know what you did!" Are you worthy of your ancestors! I told you to trade the obsidian weapons of the Star-Moon Tribe, and you might as well trade the entire tribe out! ”

"I know you're here to resist the Great Ray Tribe, but isn't one of our obsidian weapons enough to resist!"

Buzz faced the old chief's thick voice, his face did not change, as if the object of the old chief's anger was not him, he said lightly: "Chief, we might as well be able to resist the big ray tribe with one obsidian weapon per person, but have you thought about it, in this way, we will definitely suffer heavy casualties, even if we win, it will weaken our strength, and when the big ray comes to attack us again, we will no longer exist!" ”

"Alas! I'm sorry for the ancestors, I'm sorry for the ancestors! The old chief sighed and remained silent for a long time.

At the same time, the Xingyue tribe began an intense all-staff military training.

"One, two, three, thorn!"

"Poof!" The metallic bronze spearheads were stabbed into the chests of the scarecrows.

"Close!"

Spears were pulled out of the scarecrow's chest, bringing out blades of grass that flew in the air.

These instructions were given by members of the hunting group of the Orthodox tribe, who were experienced in hunting and fighting, and therefore acted here as military instructors, training for the other groups.

In the fighting training ground, a person said to the other party while hitting the training spear with animal skin wrapped in the front of the opponent's stabbing: "Hey, how can the time of this training camp be advanced?" ”

"I don't know, could it be someone who wants to attack us?" Seeing that his blow was blocked, this man hurriedly increased the speed of his attack, and the training spear whined.

"How is it possible, our Xingyue tribe is so strong-hey! Slow down! The man was visibly powerless.

Just as he watched the other party's furry head wrapped in animal skins approaching him, a rough voice suddenly appeared: "Everyone stop!" Ye Feng has something to announce! ”

Ye Feng smiled in front of everyone and said, "It's hard for everyone to train so tired!" I believe there are many people who wonder why this training camp was so early, so now, I have a very important thing to announce! ”

Hearing Ye Feng say this, the faces of everyone present became serious, waiting for Ye Feng's next words.

I saw Ye Feng say: "Our Xingyue Tribe Rain Giant Wood Tribe has reached a consensus and formed an alliance of generations of friends, and from now on, the people of the Giant Wood Tribe will be our brothers. ”

"And now, our brothers are being bullied by the barbarian tribes, and we can't ignore them! So, the battle will break out at any moment! ”

"But it's not a child fight, it's a thing that hurts and kills. I ask you, are you afraid! ”

"Don't be afraid." Everyone is like a rainbow and has the ambition to swallow mountains and rivers.

"It's fine not to be afraid, but I don't want to see you die in vain. You remember a sentence for me, sweat more in peacetime, and shed less blood in wartime. ”

Everyone waved their right hands and shouted: "Sweat more in peacetime, and bleed less in wartime!" ”

Subsequently, people's eyes flashed with the desire to fight, the longing for themselves, and the joy of fighting bravely to kill the enemy.

This is the pride of a large tribe and, of course, a part of the primordial wildness of the people, which inspires them to fight.

"Okay, I still have something to do, you go to training and remember what I just said." Ye Feng ran away, because he saw Liu Junting raising his hand to speak, and Ye Feng, who knew his urine, knew that his words on such an occasion would be embarrassing to everyone present, so it was better to slip away first.

………

In the industrial group, most of the members have gone to the training camp, which makes the place very deserted. But there was still the sound of clanging metalworking, and there were still people working here.

"Well, a little more concave here."

"Jingle bell."

"Knock this place a little straighter."

"Jingle bell."

"Okay, let's quench it!"

With a bang, puffs of white smoke rose from the bucket.

Ye Feng smiled and took over a brand-new copper product, if there are future generations of cold weapon lovers who see it, they will definitely exclaim-copper ...... Bronze armor! ”

That's right, what Ye Feng is building now is the armor that provides important protection for warriors. Due to the limited technical conditions, the tribe is still unable to create the world-famous dribbling Mingguang armor, which combines protection and flexibility like the Song Dynasty Buren armor.

The armor created now only covers the vital parts, take the cuirass, for example, the shape is similar to the bulletproof vest of later generations, in order to make it easy to wear, his shoulders and both sides of the ribs are divided, and when he wants to wear it, he can fix it with a thin rope.

With such a cuirass, its protective area is only below the ribs. There is no way, if you want to do it below the waist, you can't do normal combat movements.

Just imagine, a group of domineering and powerful warriors wearing golden armor appear on the battlefield, but their movements are as stiff as robots. Well, that's no different from dying.

Ye Feng put a full set of home on his body, and the weight was estimated to be about 20 catties, which was negligible for a strong primitive person.

He jumped in place, moved his limbs a little more, and found that his flexibility was okay. After changing my head, I feel that this helmet is quite heavy, and my neck is uncomfortable after wearing it for a long time. So he said to the people who made the bronze tools: "The others are not bad, you should reduce the thickness of the helmet a little, but not too thin, after all, it is a matter of the head." ”

A few of the clansmen nodded, picked up a copper hammer, threw a piece of copper billet into the furnace, and when it was red, it was beaten to make a helmet.

This is not the era of big machine production, it is only a matter of waiting for a moment to create such a helmet, so Ye Feng, who couldn't stand the long wait, wore this set of local tyrant gold armor, and appeared in front of everyone full of commotion.

To be continued

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