Directly in front of Wang Village, ten eight-ox crossbows formed a half oval. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info And the tips of their arrows are all aimed at the people of Liu Village outside the village. The secondary system's 10 crafting opportunities per day do not increase or decrease depending on the size of the item.

Whether it's making an eight-ox crossbow or a bow shaft, you can only make ten pieces a day, as long as you can provide him with enough raw materials.

Iron ore is gone. But there are many trees and animal skins on the wilderness. If it weren't for the fact that the area of the brick house could only store ten eight-ox crossbows, Wang Hao even wanted to make twenty or thirty crossbows these days to improve the village's defensive ability.

On the side of the crossbow stood ten women, all of whom held stone or wooden hammers in their hands. The direction of the Eight Bull's attacks has been adjusted. As long as Wang Hao gave an order, they would smash down the bracket and launch the crossbow arrows the thickness of the child's arm on the crossbow.

Behind them, two rows of men armed with bows and arrows stood. There were more than thirty people in each row.

They will shoot arrows according to Wang Hao's order flag.

When the first row of clansmen shot their feathered arrows, they would crouch down and wait for the clansmen behind them to shoot the arrows. By the time the second row is finished, the first row will be able to get up, and by this time, their feathered arrows will be ready.

This will reduce the number of arrows in each round by half, but the rain of arrows will continue to shoot at the enemy. There will never be a gap in the middle that will give the enemy a chance to advance.

The people in the great wilderness live in a harsh environment all year round, and none of them are afraid of hand-to-hand combat.

However, in Wang Hao's thoughts, the enemies that can be killed with bows and arrows must not be killed with swords, because in his eyes, each of his own clansmen is precious, even if it is the lives of ten Liu Cun people, it is not worth a finger of his own clansmen.

Therefore, in order to train these strong archers, he has hollowed out his mind during this time. And this formation that imitates the musket team is one of Wang Hao's hard work.

The people of Liu Village are slowly but surely approaching. In front of them, there is basically a thoroughfare. Only near the village is there a section of trap less than ten meters away. This is what Wang Hao asked the clansmen to make last night. He felt that in the face of life, any caution was not excessive.

Wang Hao squinted his eyes and looked at the slowly advancing Liu Village team. He didn't expect that a trap would finally turn Liu Village's charge into a snail-like slow advance.

For him, however, this change was the best, because archers liked this kind of slow target.

As the people of Liu Village got closer and closer, Wang Hao's heart became higher and higher. He believed that as long as he gave an order, many people would die under the bow and arrow, and in this dense and unobstructed formation, as long as the bow and arrow were shot in that direction, it was basically impossible to shoot even if he wanted to.

By the time the distance between the two sides was close to 100 meters, Wang Hao could already clearly see the faces of everyone on the opposite side, and he even found that among the people of Liu Village opposite, there were actually some strong men who were naked and only holding weapons.

This is a war, even if the scale is a little smaller, but it is also a war, how can there be a war to come out to walk the birds. So immoral, so uncivilized, then I can only punish you on behalf of the moon.

While thinking, Wang Hao raised the order flag.

The eyes of everyone in Wang Village lit up, is it finally about to start? Immediately, they all rounded their bows and arrows and aimed at the target in the direction they were responsible for.

With the waving of the flag, the clansmen loosened their bowstrings, and the feathered arrows flew towards their respective targets with a 'whoosh' sound of breaking through the air.

In the blink of an eye, the feather arrow was shot into Liu Village's team.

In the first wave of arrows, except for a very few that missed due to accuracy problems, the vast majority of the rest hit the clansmen of Liu Village.

Unlucky, he was shot in the vital point, and before he could make a sound, he fell to the ground. If you were a little lucky, you only felt a shock to your body, followed by severe pain.

A strong man, with two feathered arrows shot in the chest, looked at his chest curiously, and couldn't understand why wood suddenly grew on his body. In addition to the pain, he also felt as if his strength had been drained a little.

He pulled out the strange piece of wood, and a fishy smell gushed out of his throat, and then he spat out a mouthful of blood.

When he raised his head, he just saw the second wave of feather arrows flying from the direction of Wang Village, and at this time, he understood that this was all Wang Village's witchcraft.

He opened his mouth wide to remind his people, but he was caught off guard, and a feathered arrow happened to get through his mouth, taking out three front teeth and burrowing into his head.

Liu Xiong pulled out a feather arrow from his arm, looked at the tail feathers behind the feather arrow, and exclaimed: "Feathered wood, flying wood, witchcraft, this is witchcraft!" ”

Before he could finish speaking, a second wave of feathered arrows flew again. In a hurry, Liu Xiong raised the huge stone axe in his hand and blocked it horizontally in front of him.

I felt a tremendous force in my hand, and then I heard the sound of wood breaking.

The whole team, under the attack of this feathered, flying wood, was brought to an endless panic.

There are two deepest human fears, the first is death, and the second is the unknown.

And the bow and arrow, in front of the people of Liu Village, are occupied by both. Unknown sorcery, or weapons, brought them death.

Waves of feather arrows, like death, continue to harvest the lives of the clansmen.

Because of the problem of sight, the people in front were about to die, but the people behind had not yet figured out what was going on, thinking that there was a battle in front of them, so they howled and squeezed forward.

"Bear, what should I do? The people of Wang Village know witchcraft, we can't get by! A clan brother who had the best relationship with Liu Xiong ran over and asked, as luck would have it, there was not a trace of scars on his body.

At this moment, the distance between the two sides was only 100 meters, and Liu Xiong could clearly see that this kind of flying wood flew out of the crooked horn-like thing in the hands of the people of Wang Village.

At this moment, although he was full of anger, Liu Xiong had no idea. If you can't slowly explore the path and then approach, this is less than a hundred meters, and the distance that can be reached in the blink of an eye will be the road to hell for the clansmen.

But if you don't rush, the two sides haven't made contact yet, and your side has lost dozens of strong warriors, and you can't explain it when you return to the village. Even if he is the patriarch's own brother, he will become the lowest person in the clan under the anger of the clan. Not only do you not have enough to eat every day, but you also have to become the most dangerous bait in hunting.

Just as he was hesitating, Liu Xiong saw that several feather arrows flew straight towards him.

His pupils constricted, and before he could react, the arrows were shot at the brother who was in front of him.

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his brother's mouth, and his body fell to Liu Xiong's body by the force attached to the arrow, and his eyes gradually diluted.

"Ahem, bring, take me home!" The clan brother said this last sentence in Liu Xiong's ear, and he died.

"Retreat, retreat! Take the bodies of all your brothers and retreat! Liu Xiong roared with red eyes, he swore in his heart that as long as he lived in this world for one day, then what he wanted to do was to take revenge on Wang Village, even if he became the lowest person in the village, he would use all means to destroy Wang Village.

The surrounding clansmen, after listening to Liu Xiong's words, were pardoned, grabbed the clansmen who fell beside them, carried them on their backs, and turned around and ran towards the way they came.