"By the way, there are less than 200 of them, and our more than 500 people can overwhelm them in numbers, so why do we have to divide our troops into two ways to fight more with less?" Chu Yun suddenly remembered Ye Feng's deployment and asked suspiciously.

Ye Feng replied: "This is because I started this incident, and I don't want to cause them too many casualties, otherwise I will feel guilty." More than 100 of my people did not go to them for a decisive battle, but attacked and harassed, and the casualties were not very large. If you want to completely put an end to the oppression of the small tribes in this area by the bear hunting tribe, the only way to completely eradicate it is to let the more than 400 people attack the bear hunting tribe headquarters. ”

………

In the primitive and wild land, there was a team of nearly two hundred people marching slowly. Dressed in animal skins and armed with spears, they made a noisy journey, with occasional unbridled laughter that loosened the procession.

At the head of the procession, there was a big man, and beside him, a lewd man as thin as a monkey was talking to him, and he only heard him say: "Chief, we have won the attack on the Rock Tribe, can you give me one of their women, I have been in love with her for a long time, but every time I come to their tribe, that Gray will not let me touch her." ”

The chief of the Bear Hunting Tribe replied proudly, "Good! As long as you kill one of their men, you can pick their women! He said this as if the other party had no resistance.

This man's face immediately turned bad when he heard this, and judging from his bony body, this man could neither hunt nor fight. He relied on his mouth to coax their chieftain to survive in their tribe. Seeing that he did not get the hope of the woman he was talking about, the man was stupidly ready to retreat.

"What did you get in my face, believe it or not......" The Bear Hunt chieftain felt his face get a warm liquid, thinking it was the man who had done it. wiped it with his hand, and was about to start scolding, when he saw the bright red liquid on his hand out of the corner of his eye, and there was a burst of fishy smell.

It's blood! Fresh blood! The tribal chieftain of the primitive society, who fought against death every day, would not admit his mistake, and he quickly turned his head to look at the man, only to see a slowly falling body, with a strange branch stuck in its eye socket and white feathers on its tail.

"Quick! Someone attacked us! Although he didn't know what that strange branch was, it wasn't something from nature at first glance, and the chief of the Bear Hunting tribe immediately thought that he had been attacked by someone else.

The people of the bear hunting tribe had already entered a state of battle the moment they saw the man fall just now, and the primeval land where the beasts were rampant did not allow them to hesitate, only to see them bent on their waists, holding spears in both hands, and their eyes were vigilantly staring ahead, searching left and right.

"Where are they? How I can't see it! "After a while, this is the voice of everyone in the bear hunting tribe. Their chieftain was also puzzled: how did they kill with a thin branch, why no one saw the murderer when they killed, and there were nearly two hundred people on his side, and no matter how fast he moved, he could not kill this man without revealing his body.

"Whew!" Burst! Then came the muffled grunt of a man, and then the sound of a man falling to the ground. The Bear Hunter tribe turned their attention to this man, and saw that he had fallen into a pool of blood, and on his chest was a strange branch that was exactly the same as the one just now.

The crowd exploded with a bang, and they looked around in horror, but they never found the attacker, but instead fell five or six more people.

"He's there!" A sharp-eyed man noticed that in front of them there was a cage of grass moving imperceptibly, and when he looked through the branches and leaves, a figure loomed inside.

The Bear Hunting Tribe chief shouted excitedly, "Found them!" Let's go up and kill him!" Whoever kills him first, I give him a tiger skin. ”

The crowd rushed forward in a hurry, and there was no order to speak of, and there was actually a push on the open ground.

"Alas, don't stand in my way, I'm going to kill that man, and the tiger skin is mine."

"What's yours, it's mine."

"Hey! Don't squeeze me. ”

"Hey, whoever stepped on my foot hurt me to death! Lift up. ”

"Hey, watch out for your spear, it's going to pierce my ass.

“………”

Everyone pushed and pulled, and finally reached the grass, and a group of people raised their spears in a mess and stabbed at the grass. The grass and foliage flew widely, and they did not see the picture of blood flowing as they had hoped.

"Huh? What about people? The people were puzzled, and only one man shouted, "Where is he!" "People shudder in which direction they look.

I saw a humanoid creature covered with green hair standing there, waving to them, where had the primitive people seen such a monster, a layer of cold sweat broke out in the palm of the spear holding the spear, and the trembling legs began to retreat.

The chief of the Bear Hunting Tribe stared at the monster for a while, and then suddenly said, "Don't be afraid! He's a man, and he's grass hanging from him! ”

After everyone confirmed that he was a human and not a monster, the primitive man who grew up in the wilderness was naturally not afraid of this. They only felt a sense of deception lingering in their hearts, and they were furious and chased after the man.

Unhurried, the man plunged headlong into another lush bush and vanished.

There was another muffled grunt, and another man fell to the ground, and on his body, as always, a strange branch was inserted.

This time, it wasn't from the direction of the grass where the man was hiding just now, but from one direction.

In that direction, too, a green-haired monster waved at them, and when they saw his provocation, they were filled with resentment and raised their legs and rushed towards him.

However, they were only halfway through the chase when another man fell to the ground with a grunt, the same with a strange branch tied to his body, but the difference was that the strange branch stuck in his back. The direction of the shot was the grass where the green-haired monster they were chasing.

The people went completely mad with rage, screaming and screaming, and turned after the man.

Needless to say, the green-haired monster behind him started something against them again, and as a result, two more people fell to the ground.

This time they finally learned well, and they split into two ways, rushing like these two green-haired monsters.

Whoa! With the sound of branches and leaves shaking, a hundred muscular strong men revealed their figures, and they couldn't help but say, please greet them with weapons in their hands.

Suddenly, stones, javelins, arrows, and even wooden sticks tumbling in the air rained down on the people of the Night Bear Tribe, and for a while, the shouts, shouts, and moans were endless, and the person who was hit was drenched in blood on the spot, and it was unbearable to see.

The hundred strong men, after throwing away the weapons in their hands, they had the upper hand and retreated very strangely, leaving behind the bear-hunting tribesmen who were howling miserably on the ground.

The surviving people looked at their companions lying on the ground in a daze, or dying or screaming, not knowing what to do.

To be continued