Chapter 8: I, Barbarian, Demolish the House
The next day, Yang Li saw Yulia holding a piece of barbecue meat in her hand and smearing honey on it to eat.
Yang Jiao is very worried, he has heard a little about the eating habits of the fighting nation, which is mainly heavy sweet and heavy oil, so many hairy girls broke through the sky when they were young, but after they got married, they began to deviate, and suddenly became a bucket body, entered the Russian aunt mode, and at the same time the combat effectiveness was further improved.
However, judging from the Mao girls who have settled in China, as long as they control their diet, follow the regular eating methods of the Han people, and exercise properly, they can still ensure their figure.
So Yang Jiao organized the language in his heart, planning to fool Yulia into giving up sweets.
At least...... Eat less.
But after a little thought, she looked up and saw that the honey-coated piece of roast had already been eaten by Yulia, and she couldn't burp enough, her eyes shining at the bubbling pieces of meat on the campfire grill.
It's worth it.
This wind must not last long.
Yang Li and Yulia were already sitting on a stone bar, and at this time they quickly moved their butts closer to her, and hesitated: "That, girl~"
"Water!" Yulia was eating happily, and directly ignored Yang Jiao and rushed to the clansmen below to ask for water.
Someone brought a wooden bowl, which is now one of the main eating utensils, and carved a log with a stone knife, cut off the excess, and dug a small pit in the middle, which could be filled with grain or water.
But this thing can only be filled with water for a while, because it is not like modern wooden bowls, which have a layer of water-blocking paint on the surface, this most primitive bowl, the water will seep into the wood after a while, and then slowly drain away.
It wasn't until the invention and use of pottery and lacquerware that this situation changed, and of course stone bowls could be replaced, but they were a little more cumbersome.
Yulia tilted her neck and drank the water from the wooden bowl, then stretched the bowl out again: "More of them." ”
This posture is like a canteen meal.
The clansmen below immediately had a general understanding of the goddess of war's ability to drink water, so they simply took out a clay pot and filled it with a jar of water and served it to her.
The water had just come up from the river, and it was clear and sweet.
"Oh, don't drink it directly, cook it first." Yang Jiao stopped, there is no hospital here, there is no medicine, if you are sick, it depends on immunity, and if you can't stand it, you will die, if you have malaria or something, I will give you no medicine.
Of course, modern humans are the best people who have survived thousands of years of fighting diseases, and have a huge advantage over the ancients in resisting diseases.
Yulia hesitated for a moment holding the clay pot, and asked in a consultative tone, "Just take a sip?" ”
"No, you can't." Yang Li refused.
"Okay, burn it for you." Yulia angrily stuffed the jar into Yang Li's arms.
"Alas, look at you, I'm for your good, and you're still working on you." The action is a bit big, Yang Li almost didn't catch it for her to fall to the ground, you must know that it is difficult to burn a pottery in this year, first to find clay, and then pinch the shape, fire it, and finally shape, there is no pottery kiln in the early days, the clay is burned on the fire, and the force is uneven, so the success rate of firing is very low.
Forget it, don't bother with you little girl.
The clay pot can't be directly thrown into the fire, and a shelf for boiling water has to be built, so Yang Li started to do it again, but as soon as he picked up two branches and walked to the bonfire, the movement in his hand stopped.
I've just taught the tribes of the Riverlands how to make fires efficiently!
What is the most important thing about firing pottery?
He is proficient in the use of fire, and he can control the temperature, and besides, I have already walked around this small settlement with more than a dozen shacks, and there is no kiln for firing pottery.
So where did the pottery in your hand come from?
If you look closely at the body of the can, there are simple patterns on it.
One man was lying on a coffin-like stone slab, another was standing next to him, a sharp stone knife dripping blood from it, and in the other hand was a black object, which was supposed to be a human heart.
Living sacrifice.
"Whose clay pot!" Yang Jiao's face was hideous, and he shouted at the people at the dinner.
After a moment of silence, the short man who handed Yulia the water just now stood up, trembling and walked to Yang Jiao and knelt down: "It's mine, patriarch, I just got this jar in the morning." ”
"Did you burn it?" Although Yang Li thinks it's impossible, let's ask first.
"No, no," the short man waved his hand, "I just met the merchants of the White Rock Clan, and they kindly gave me this thing, and if you like it, I will give it to you." ”
Merchant? Yang Li asked the others, it is true that various tribes have interacted with each other, and the Baishi tribe is in the southern part of the river, at the foot of a certain mountain, in fact, they only know about each other's existence, but there is no connection.
"So who else saw the caravan of the White Rock Clan today?" Yang Li looked around at the crowd and asked further questions.
No one.
"So, make it clear what you're hiding." Yang Li pulled out the dagger and slowly wiped it on his trouser leg.
Huya didn't know what the situation was, he stepped forward a few steps, knocked the man to the ground with a punch, and shouted angrily: "Earthworm Foot, if you don't tell me honestly, I will cut off your hands today and throw you into the wilderness to feed the wolves!" ”
"Don't! I say, I say! The earthworm was full of tears and kowtowed.
Earthwormfoot went out to pick fruit in the morning, he was short in stature, and hunting often dragged his feet, so he went to do women's work, but on the way to pick fruits, he met a group of people from the Baishi tribe, they caught Earthwormfoot, saying that they were going to the riverbend to exchange goods and trade, but Earthwormfoot saw that they were all carrying spears and small square shields on their backs, and they were immediately vigilant.
Tribal warriors, usually go out hunting with nothing more than a spear javelin, unless dealing with a specific prey, rarely use a shield, and it is even more impossible to say that they are merchants, they have no goods at all, is it difficult to trade their shields and spears?
Earthwormfoot was about to leave, but the group of people from the White Rock tribe made the next move.
One of the leading guys took out a clay pot and said that this thing is enough for you to marry another wife in the tribe, now just tell us the specific location of the riverbend and how many people there are, and the clay pot will be yours.
Earthwormfoot hesitated.
The leader took out another stone axe and said that you have another choice, we will cut off your head and send you back in two pieces.
Earthwormfoot was immediately intimidated, and under pressure from the axe, he told the group of "merchants" the exact location of the bay land, where the farmland was located, where the hunting took place, the structure of the camp and how many people there were.
"you, you traitor." Yang Jiao kicked the earthworm foot down, if Lao Yang hadn't grabbed water with Mao Mei today and observed the clay pot, maybe his hometown would be demolished tomorrow morning!
Falcon Wing nodded, pulled out the obsidian knife, and was about to stab Earthwormfoot in the heart.
"Wait," Yulia said, stopping Hayabusa's actions, and asked the tribal warrior, "How many of our current combatants do we have?" ”
"Thirty, plus a few women with hunting experience, can make up about thirty-five people."
"How many warriors are there in the White Rock Tribe?"
"I don't know." Hayabusa didn't care at all how many people there were on the other side, no matter how many, it was impossible to surrender anyway.
"Earthwormfoot, we're not going to kill you," Yulia said, "tell me where and how many people you've met." ”
In the woods southwest of the settlement, there are about ten people, and possibly more.
Huya thumped his chest and laughed, "Ten birdmen, Hayabusa and I can take it down!" ”
Yang Jiao doesn't think so, you and Falcon Wing are currently my strongest combat power, but people are flesh long, and there is no armor in this era, even if you win, if you are injured or something, I will die of heartache, and it is very likely that you will have to fight with the main force of the Baishi tribe again, and you two can't be absent.
Yulia saw Yang Jiao spinning around like ants on a hot pot on the side, and couldn't help but comfort: "It's okay, Yang, this is their scout." ”
"There are ten scouts, and I'm afraid that there will be more than 100 people in the future." Yang Jiao is in a hurry, at this time, even if Yulia's big sniper is full of bullets, she can only protect herself, and she can't protect the entire tribe.
"So we're going to make a plan, you're going to draw contour maps, right?"
Contour maps are an important invention in human history, and it is also what every geologist will learn in basic cartography, which can show the undulations of mountains and rivers on two-dimensional paper to achieve a three-dimensional effect.
Yang Li nodded immediately: "There is no problem." ”
Yulia's next move gave him a glimpse of an elite sergeant's clear thinking.
"Falcon Wing, arrange four people to guard at night, work in groups of two, and take turns to observe the movements around the settlement."
"Okay." Hayabusa replied.
"Yang Li, you, stay and draw a map."
"Huya, you are most familiar with the surrounding terrain, with the patriarch."
"I'm urging the others to sleep."
Yang Jiao heard that this was not right, seeing that people were about to knock on the door, you asked everyone to go back to sleep, if this was a surprise attack, wouldn't it make people make dumplings.
"Getting enough sleep and conserving energy is also part of the war." Yulia said.
Hayabusa went to pick a sentinel, Yang Li and Yulia exchanged opinions, and began to analyze the situation as a modern person.
If Yang were to do the work himself, he would at most be able to observe the terrain and say, well, this place can be ambushed, this is a good place for the team to camp, and we are going to scout that location.
But with Yulia, she knew so much about the march, camouflage and concealment, reconnaissance and logistics, and she could be sure that the enemy's main force could not have arrived so quickly.
So as Yang Jiao drew quickly in his hand, Yulia muttered to herself, and the current situation became clear in front of the two of them.
First of all, it can be judged that this is a more developed settlement, and when the tribes of the river bay are still struggling with fire, they have mastered the technology of pottery, which means that they have more advanced productivity and thus feed a larger population;
Secondly, their scouts had just stepped into the territory of the Riverlands in the morning, and they did not know the situation around them, yes, they had caught a tongue and knew part of the situation, but the war was not a child's play, and all the terrain needed to be reconnoitred by themselves;
Thirdly, if they have a follow-up force, they will wait until the scouts understand the situation, and then whether it is a surprise attack or a frontal attack, it is possible, but it can't be done so quickly;
In the end, Yulia had a preliminary response conclusion, judging the possible location of their scouts through the terrain, and after determining the location, she and others counterattacked them in a squad mode, and ate the vanguard of the White Rock tribe in one bite.
Why Yulia's conclusion?
Because Yang Li was still worried on the side: "Are you sure we only need a team?" Don't bully me for not reading much, but I'm a person who has read Sun Tzu's Art of War, so it's obvious that I should create a local military advantage at this time. ”
"Huh?"
"When our scouts find their scouts, gather all the centaurs around them and kill them!" Yang Li gritted his teeth.
"Great idea!" Yulia clapped her hands and laughed, "Give me two infantry fighting vehicles or armed pickups, and I can cut off their retreat at a speed of 80 kilometers per hour." ”
Yang Li pouted: "Okay, according to what you said before." ”