When Litton walked over, Steward Wu was already crouching beside Gesang.

The first warrior of the goshawk tribe no longer has the momentum of the tribe's powerhouse, and he is so weak that he can't even open his eyes. Mr. Wu dipped fresh leaves in moist water and touched them on the other party's lips little by little. The expression is focused, and the movements of the hands are non-stop. But he still felt that there was a person beside him, and the chief witch let out a sigh of relief and said: "This guy is lucky, it burned off, and it is unknown when he will wake up." ”

"Did the tribesmen panic?"

Litton didn't care about Gesang's life or death, even if this person died, he still needed to take the warriors of the Barbarian Bull tribe deep into the territory of the goshawk tribe in the end, looking for clues that foreign enemies had entered.

Maybe all Gesang can bring to the Manniu tribe is who the foreign enemy is and how many people there are.

But in the jungle, the number of people does not give an absolute advantage. A battle in the jungle is never a situation where the side with many people will win.

Unless, the opponent is in absolute superiority in numbers. If this is the case, there is no need for the Wild Bull tribe to continue fighting, and perhaps choosing to transfer is the only option.

Chief Wu sat on the edge of the fire, stirred the hot coals that were still burning red in the fire pond a few times, and added a few small pieces of firewood, the smoke accompanied by the weak flames red and dark, and soon the flames rushed up, and Wu spoke: "The mood of the tribesmen is very stable, the Manniu tribe is used to fighting, and no one will retreat in the face of difficulties. ”

"That's good." Lytton was indeed worried about how vulnerable a tribe of only seven warriors could be in the wilderness.

The loss of any personnel is beyond the reach of the Manniu tribe.

Fortunately, the courage of the Brute Niu tribe is still there. Lytton also had no intention of surrendering, at least surrendering the enemy would not have a good outcome in any era. And in the age of savagery, there can only be two endings of surrender, being killed by the conquerors and becoming their result. Or become a slave, be sold.

The savages do not believe in tears, especially tears of remorse.

After settling into Gesang, Litton stared back at the top of the swarthy cave, contemplating the preparations for war in the next few days. Bow and arrow training must be on the agenda, it is a very important combat skill.

When there is a lack of melee weapons, the Wild Bull tribe cannot always use their weakest equipment against the enemy's sharpest weapons, which is definitely not a wise choice.

Lytton has high hopes for bows and arrows, and may become a magic weapon for surprise victory in the future.

As for how it will end?

Only God knows that Lytton did not have the luxury of winning a war with the courage of a few people in a primitive war. It's impossible.

In a daze, Lytton fell into a dream. When he woke up again, there was already a crowd of people around the place where Gesang was lying, and the sound of the thunder troll echoing throughout the cave: "Soft eggs, a group of soft eggs." ”

Lytton walked to the edge of the crowd and kicked away a few of the people who were looking at the scene. And in an unkind tone, he shouted, "Don't you have to go to work?" ”

"Don't think that the food for the winter is enough, you can just hang out, cheer me up, continue to look for food when it is time to go out, and continue to work for those who work. The tribe has enough food to survive, but there is never too much to conquer the opponent! ”

Lytton drove away more than a dozen people in a row, and the crowd surrounding Gesang was a little thinner, and Lytton was not so harsh on the soldiers. Finding a gap where he could talk to Gesang face-to-face, Litton squatted down and sat on the ground and asked, "Can you speak?" ”

"Well, but this guy's brain seems to be stimulated, which is not normal." Aoki was not as easily agitated as Lei Ju, but felt that Gesang's emotions were very unstable and his speech lacked sufficient coherence. Obviously, people have just undergone a great change, and people cannot accept such a cruel fact.

"Your name is Gesang?"

Lytton spoke, "I am the leader of the Brute Bull Tribe, Lytton. ”

Gesang's spirit is not very good, but he has no intention of resting at all, maybe after closing his eyes, it is a great fear for him: "I...... Know you, far away people who have lost their homes. ”

"We don't have much to do with each other, you know." Lytton did not intend to dwell on Gesang over whether he was an outsider or not, in fact, he had only one purpose. He wondered where the men with the sharp bronze swords were, and if they had a mission to conquer the surrounding area?

Once the other side is here to go to war, then there are only two options for Lytton.

Run away.

Or head-on.

"There are a lot of them, with sharp bronze swords, but also spears, all of them are warriors and powerful, and our tribe here is no match for them at all." Gesang recalled painfully, but was interrupted by the thunderous roar of the thunderous thunder.

"Soft eggs, a bunch of soft eggs. Do your fists eat dry rice? ”

"Pick up a stone and scold them!"

"A bunch of fools, you have to wait until the sword is on your neck to know it's too late."

"Lei Ju, if you plan to speak to the Gesang brothers again, I will act as the leader and let you go to make pottery ...... with the pottery girl."

Lei Ju's face changed suddenly, Tao Nu had coveted his beauty for a long time, and any man was very nervous to be remembered by a woman like a mandrill. This originally annoyed Lei Ju, he didn't like Tao Nu, not at all. In addition, he now finally accepted the fact that pottery making was not a craft that a rough man like him could learn.

Lei Ju chose to shut up.

Suddenly, Gesang's emotions became agitated again, as if he had once again fallen into endless pain: "Shame! ”

"Shame on you!"

"Shame that the ancestors can't rest in peace!"

……

"What's wrong with this guy?" Manager Wu, who came later, felt that Gesang's mood was not quite right. However, he didn't seem to be too worried, but explained: "This guy's wound is not deep, and the injury is not very serious, even if he makes a fuss, he can't die, but he is always crazy like this, okay?" ”

Of course it's not good, Li Dun was deeply pressed on Gesang's shoulder, and said in a low voice: "It's over, everything is over." ”

"No, it's over, the goshawk tribe is finished."

Gesang's eyes were dead, and he suddenly looked at Li Dun coldly, and then became disappointed, until his eyes fell on Lei Ju's body, and he wanted to struggle again: "Please, help the goshawk tribe." ”

"Help the tribes in the mountains!"

"I don't forget my own tribe in the mountains. I really thought that if I lived high, I would be superior to others. Lei Ju muttered dissatisfied.

Litton frowned slightly, if Gesang's mood had been so unstable, how could he ask for information about the invaders? After thinking about it, he said euphemistically: "I can help you, and I can also help your tribe." But I need to know what attacks your tribe has been, who has attacked you, how many of them there are, and what kind of weapons they have......"

A series of questions made Gesang a little overwhelmed, and after a while, he began to speak with difficulty: "I don't know where they came from, but I know that they came to find the ruins of the megalith, a city that is said to have been abandoned by the gods. There were about a hundred of them, and each of them had a sword and a spear. Has half body armor. The action is neat. The group had come from the plains a few afternoons before, and there were only six or seven of them in the lead, and they had brought gifts from outside when they first came to the Goshawk Tribe, and there were not many of them at that time. But two days later, their large army arrived and took advantage of the darkness to besiege our tribe......"

"And then?"

Li Ton calculated in his heart, the other party probably already has some of the essence of the army, and the number of people is more than a hundred, which is no longer the number that the Barbarian Bull Tribe can contend with.

On the surface, he is kind, but he is extremely greedy and tyrannical.

In short, the entry of such a group of invaders will never be peaceful for the entire region.

"And then? What is the result of your battles, and what is the combat effectiveness and fighting style of the other side? ”

"There was no fight at all." Thunder jumped up angrily, even if he was warned by Litton, it would not be easy for a tribe to choose to lay down its weapons when life and death were at stake. He couldn't even listen to this cowardly performance.

Gesang lowered his head in frustration, and at that moment, the first warrior of the goshawk tribe on the high mountain also had to admit that they were a group of cowards and soft eggs.

"The big chief announced that he would lay down his arms and try to resolve his differences through negotiations."

Litton sneered, the people of the goshawk tribe are stupid enough, where is this disagreement? This is the disguise before the butcher's knife falls, and after the goshawk tribe gives up resistance, the end is already doomed.

It will be the price of blood.