Chapter 80: Mountain Rain is Coming
That night, Xuanyuan Decheng went out to fight twice, and was wounded in many places, but this chief was as strong as a saber-toothed tiger, and it was nothing to shed a little blood, with the help of the divine soldier bronze short sword presented by Yang Li, he had more than ten people in his hands, which greatly boosted the morale of the Xuanyuan people, reversed the disadvantage in one fell swoop, and smashed the tentative attack of the Mojiao clan.
The clansmen have gathered on the Xuanyuan Hill from the bottom of the mountain, Yang Li has seen the terrain here, it is not bad for defense, there are steep slopes and rivers on the south side, and low walls and fences are built on the north side, relying on these simple fortifications for defense, how can it be captured without twice as many men and horses.
Moreover, in the Stone Age, the combat effectiveness of both sides was more dependent on the morale of the warriors and the training of the times, and the gap between stone tools and wooden weapons was far from irreversible.
Therefore, Yang Jiao's suggestion is to hold on for ten days, and the other party does not have enough food, so he will definitely retreat.
Xuanyuan Decheng was a good chief with both wisdom and bravery, and after discussing with the other leaders, he felt that Yang Jiao's advice was indeed the most in line with the current battle situation.
For the sake of momentary spirit, it is obviously not in line with the current situation.
The bonfire in the leader's camp was warm, but Chief Xuanyuan kept ordering to arrange all the leaders, patrol patrols, build fortifications, prepare weapons, and arm civilians.
Yang Li said that we Luocheng people are good at defense, and we have relied on Luohe Castle to repel more than 1,000 coalition troops of the Black Blood Clan, so it is better for me to join the team of repairing the fortifications tomorrow.
Chief Xuanyuan gladly agreed.
Xuanyuan is the chief's youngest son, and although he hasn't grown up to be on his own, his brother can.
The chief's eldest son is named Xuanyuan Biao, and after accepting his father's appointment, he has been discussing with Yang Jiao for half a night.
The bonfire was booming, and everyone in the leader's house dispersed, leaving only Xuanyuan Biao and Yang Jiao and his party, Yulia did not come to harass for the first time, but just sat with Zhen Mi who was half-asleep on the side.
Yang Li found that Xuanyuan Biao was a very pragmatic teenager, he was not very good at drawing inferences, on the contrary, as long as the content of the conversation involved something that he could not understand, or could not be deduced from the existing knowledge system, he must say that he did not know, or ask Yang Li for advice.
The so-called knowing is knowing, and not knowing is not knowing, which is what we mean by this attitude towards learning.
In his initial conversation with him, Yang Li learned that he would be the elite commander of the Xuanyuan clan, the leader of the clan warriors who still held stone weapons and usually had the most superb hunting and fighting skills, so he was very interested in discussing with him.
After all, Chief Xuanyuan Decheng was a little old, and he was injured tonight, so he first handed over the responsibility to the future heir, his eldest son Xuanyuan Biao, and went to rest first.
So the two of them lay in front of the map drawn by Yang Jiao and studied with great interest, where to deploy defenses, where to arrange sentinels, where to raise stone walls, and so on.
Yang Jiao mentioned the knowledge of geology and climate, Xuanyuan Biao humbly asked for advice, and between the questions and answers, he also learned a lot.
And Xuanyuan Biao was full of admiration for Yang Jiao in his heart, because what Yang Li said tonight was something he had never heard of.
Of course, this is not the point, what those wandering witch doctors and tribal shamans say, Xuanyuan Biao can't understand, but this leader of Los Angeles Yang is different.
Every knowledge he said is supported by in-depth knowledge points, which are not ethereal, but something that can be felt in daily life.
For example, to explain the formation of the mountain, Yang Li found a piece of animal skin, held down the two ends, and squeezed it in the middle, and suddenly a part of the middle of the animal skin gradually bulged, and the earth under his feet, just like the animal skin, was moving and squeezing.
As for the movement of the earth, didn't Yang Jiao first explain to him that the earth was a sphere?
Of course not, learning geology and geography is to hold the mentality of conquering the fortress, first understand the phenomenon, and then gnaw the principle, and still do not delay, Yang Li said at that time, do you want to know why the earth moves, do you know what kind of existence is under our feet?
I want to know, that's good, come to Los Angeles another day, and I'll explain it to you one by one.
At that time, Xuanyuan Biao was eager for the war to end soon, and before the harsh winter arrived, he flew to Los Angeles to listen to the teachings of the leader of Yang.
Similar to Xuanyuan Biao's personality is his second brother Xuanyuan Guan, this kid came in halfway to report the battle situation, he looks only twelve or thirteen years old, but he is sensible, and he is light when he passes by Zhen Mi, for fear of disturbing the sleepy Lori.
Xuanyuan said that Xuanyuan Tuwa has a little less manpower, this grandfather has drunk wine, and his brain is not very bright, should we add some manpower to the past, after all, it is a granary, in case the clan is in turmoil, it is not good to come to distribute the grain.
Xuanyuan Biao said that your idea makes sense, and I will arrange it after listening to the words of the leader of Yang.
But the two of them couldn't finish listening, Yang Jiao in line with the attitude of "classmates, I'll leave class in two more sentences", chattered for another ten minutes, which was the standard mode of occupying class time, and it was not until the noise outside that everyone realized that something was wrong.
"Isn't it!" Yang Jiao put away the map on the table, "Could it be that the Mojiao clan has come in?" ”
Xuanyuan Biao leaned on the window and looked at it, he was about to vomit blood, turned around and grabbed the stone spear leaning on the corner of the wall, kicked over the stool, and shouted: "Brother Guan, hurry up and gather people to go to the granary, there is a fire over there, bring all the basins and buckets, do you hear!" ”
Yang Li was shocked, and when he went out, he was terrible, just now he was worried that Brother Xuanyuan Tuwa might not be stable after drinking, but where did he think that there would be a fire, could it be that this old boy smoked a cigarette and threw the cigarette butt into the granary?
Ahh......h
The situation is very simple, Mo Jiaoxing hid from the sky and the sea, and launched several attacks at the north gate on the surface, attracting the attention of the Xuanyuan patriarch and most of the Xuanyuan clan warriors, but secretly sent Leng Fei to lead more than ten elite people of the Xuanyuan Clan to sneak in from the other side, kill the defenders of more than 30 people in the granary, and directly burn the grain and grass.
Yang Jiao was also anxious at the time, feeling that your more than 30 people are vegetarians, how can they be killed by a team of more than 10 people, and take a step back, even if you can't beat it, you can send a signal, shout a few times, alas, Leng is not, until it is on fire, I didn't find out.
What's even more annoying is that Xuanyuan Biao and Xuanyuan Guan, two brothers, one with a soldier and the other with a firefighting team, Leng Fei's men continue to set fires, and they seem to be not afraid of the defenders at all.
"Kill him for me!" Xuanyuan Biao was furious, he picked up the shield stone axe, and when he saw it, he threw a javelin at Leng Fei.
Leng Fei smiled faintly and began to dodge, but this dodge was like the transformation of a Saiyan Bumpy Man Sailor Moon Dragon Altar Fighter, obviously it felt like it had changed for more than ten minutes, but the javelin was not flying, seeing that the preparation was completed, the javelin finally arrived in front of him, and was lightly knocked by the short sword in Leng Fei's hand and fell to the ground.
Xuanyuan Biao led the soldiers to rush forward, Leng Fei led more than ten elite Xuanyuan soldiers with more than fifty people, and actually insisted on not crushing, Xuanyuan Biao's stone axe entered the tiger through the mountain, bringing a roar, and the short sword in Leng Fei's hand was like a poisonous snake in the hidden forest, extremely powerful.
You came and went twice, but you couldn't fight for thirty times, only to see Leng Fei sigh lightly: "It turns out that the young master of the Xuanyuan tribe has this ability, which is really disappointing, since your grain and grass have almost burned the ground, I Leng Fei will not play with you." ”
With that, a sword swung away the stone axe, opened his position sideways, got an angle that the shield could not protect, and then stabbed out with a sword, piercing into Xuanyuan Biao's heart.
Xuanyuan Biao's movements came to an abrupt halt, the pain of the heart piercing was enough to make a human lose all resistance, and he stiffened, trying to hold the obsidian dagger with his hands, but in the end he couldn't, and slowly fell.
More than 50 people, lost their leader, and were suddenly counterattacked by the elite of more than ten people of the Yuyu Army to retreat step by step.
Xuanyuan saw that his eldest brother was killed in battle, and his eyes were about to split, so he didn't command the fire team, he directly threw down his shield, picked up his spear, and went straight to Leng Fei.
But Leng Fei just slashed Xuanyuan's spear in two with a sword, kicked the young man to the ground with one kick, and smiled contemptuously: "You are also worthy of fighting me?" That's it, today I Leng Fei will be merciful and send your brothers on the road together. ”
As he spoke, he was about to stab the obsidian dagger into Xuanyuan's throat.
It's just that at this time, a feather arrow flew from the oblique thorn, and it crossed the night sky like a meteor, and the target was Leng Fei's eyes.
Leng Fei hurriedly leaned back, and the feather arrow flew over his forehead, bringing out a bead of blood.
Looking closely, there was a young man on the hillside not far from Xuanyuan Hill with a sword and a bow, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and the murderous aura actually stepped a hundred steps away, as if it were a substance.
When the second arrow arrived, the boy also picked up his gun and killed it, and the speed was as fast as a peregrine falcon going straight down from Izumo.
"Ding, ding, ding!"
The three sounds were closed, and Xue Bijiang had already faced Leng Fei with three swords.
With a thud, the obsidian dagger broke in two.
Leng Fei smiled faintly: "That's good, I can't see that there are still so many three-legged cats in the Xuanyuan clan, I want to catch them, but I have to think about it~"
Xue Pijiang didn't talk nonsense, put away the bronze sword at the moment, and directly took off the big gun on his back.
This pretending thing obviously can't even go for ten rounds, and he dares to chirp crookedly, stab him to death with a big gun, and let go of the hatred in his heart.
Although Xue Bijiang was expressionless, he thought so in his heart.
Yang Li saw it from a distance, and his heart was anxious and angry.
It's hard to find a good student!
A pragmatic and truth-seeking teenager like Xuanyuan Biao, do you know how difficult it is to find, he was actually killed!
This is not counting, people bullied the head, set fire to the food, and dared to hold on, and then kill the leader of the reinforcements, for the Xuanyuan clan, it is a great shame, Xiao Xue, you don't want to take care of him quickly, and avenge my early death.
But Xue Pijiang wanted to let the other side die under his strongest move, but Leng Fei made a move and retreated.
"The big gift for you tonight, is it a surprise, is it not a surprise? It seems that you are very satisfied, oh yes, and the head of your Xuanyuan Tuwa, I won't be too kind to take it away, so I'll give it back to you! After speaking, Leng Fei threw a ball of things in his hand and fell to the ground.
Xuanyuan escaped death, got up, and just saw the angry head of Xuanyuan Tuwa, the seventh uncle and grandfather, and couldn't help but be angry, screamed, vomited blood, and fainted.
Yang Jiao also became popular, directly let all the guards play, the mountain can not ride a horse, can only walk, these teenagers are trained with Mao Mei's military tutorial plus Huya's wild combat skills, whether it is discipline or personal martial arts, they are the pinnacle of the times, if they are short-handed, they will definitely be able to achieve.
But before Leng Fei sneaked in, he had already planned the retreat route, and with a burst of noise, he actually ran away from a gap in the wall, climbed into the wooden boat that had been prepared, crossed the river, and slipped into the night.
Even though the fighters here have the best endurance, they can only withdraw if they can catch up with the wooden boat in swimming.
Yang Jiao looked at the other people who rushed over, and Xuanyuan Decheng, who was lying on the ground guarding his son's corpse and weeping bitterly, couldn't help but take a deep breath, and went over to pat the chief on the shoulder.
"It's okay Chief Xuanyuan," Yang Yu shook Xuanyuan Decheng's shoulder, his voice trembling a little, but he was unusually calm, "We in Los Angeles will help you, this is an era of using swords to speak with advanced productive forces, not capital." ”