In order to give the craftsmen on board a good experience, the fleet sailed past the river in front of everyone and went up a little more before returning to the dock. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Seasickness has existed since ancient times, and when the craftsmen pushed them off the boat, two of them actually vomited. The others were also pale, and if they went any further, they might vomit. This was unexpected. They haven't been out for a long time, they don't even run and jump less, and it is normal for them to be quickly bumped by the boat. Wang Chuan didn't have much to do, so he had to let them sit quietly on the wheelbarrow for a while, recuperate and recuperate before leaving.

The team set off again, heading from the small pier to the new village. But there was another stop halfway through.

There are rows of straw men and a pen with bison in them.

This time, it was the children who stood up first. The leader is Wang Chuan.

Now there are more than 300 children in the River tribe, and under Wang Chuan's heart, there are more than 100 people between the ages of nine and thirteen. There are more than 50 people who have studied with Wang Chuan for more than half a year. This time, it was these 50 or so people who stood up.

Under Wang Chuan's orders, these children, all dressed in small vests and armed with bows or crossbows, lined up in two teams and walked to a distance of 30 meters from the straw figures, squatting in the front row and standing in the back row, holding the bow. Although their faces were full of childishness, their hands holding bows and crossbows were extremely stable, and their eyes were very focused.

"Ready! First quarter! Wang Chuan ordered.

With a few brief winding sounds, the bow and crossbow were bent to the right angle. The movements are not too uniform, but they are all very fast.

"Two shots. Front row, shoot! Back row, shoot! Front row, shoot! Rear ......"

With Wang Chuan's command, the children quickly shot and wound the arrow. The rain of arrows shot at the straw men in front of them almost uninterrupted, instantly piercing those straw men like hedgehogs.

Winter Bear had seen this show when he came before the beginning of spring. But now goodbye, I still feel shocked. The children's ranks grew, the winding movements were faster, and the arrows were more accurate. In the face of such a rain of arrows, even if you are a tiger, you can't even think of rushing forward, right?

The tribes along the Taijiang River have seen the scene of the River tribe slaughtering the warriors of the Haoxing tribe with this trick, and they are more resistant to this exercise, but they are also shocked. It's still a bunch of kids, and when they grow up, how scary is that? Can other children in school learn this? It would be great if you could learn it too. Go back and ask someone.

There are several tribes in the forest that also use bows and arrows. They were a little contemptuous when they saw the children take out such delicate bows and arrows. In their opinion, such a small bow can only be used as a child's toy. Sure enough, when I looked closely, I found that there were some strange horns and other things tied to it, so it was really a toy. They couldn't help but chuckle. The River tribe is strong on water, and it may not be so strong on land. The River Tribe fought against the Vulcan Tribe, and it is said that they had used a trick of the River God Manifestation before, and I don't know if this method was also used to destroy the Vulcan Tribe this time. The River Tribe can't be messed with on the water, you must remember.

But seeing the range of the children and the power of those arrows, the people of these tribes in the forest were not calm. How did they do it with such a thin bow to shoot such a strong arrow? How does this bow work like this? They turned their heads to look at the bows of those adults, and they couldn't be calm: these small bows were so strong, wouldn't those big bows be able to hunt large beasts directly?

Wang Chuan quickly told them that in the face of such a rain of arrows, they really couldn't rush anything, and such a small bow could also hunt large beasts.

The armor of the River Tribe stood at the front of the line. With the beast pen as the center, I don't know when a dozen strong men were loosely surrounded. The children changed directions, keeping their formation facing the pens.

When Wang Chuan ordered the beast pen to be opened, the ten bulls inside who were locked up to the point of madness rushed out at once, and scattered in all directions regardless of it.

The crowd was shocked. When they came out, the River tribe told them to put down their weapons, and what to do now in the face of this menacing male bison? Someone screamed, someone pulled back as far as they could, and those standing at the back of the line were ready to flee.

The people along the Taijiang River fight with these bison all year round and are relatively calm. But they found that the people of the River tribe were more calm, and the women of the River tribe wearing good-looking corsets even smiled and pointed at the middle of the field.

"Listen to the password-" Wang Chuan was not calm, and his voice was a little sharper. The children standing here and shooting bison had not been rehearsed, but they had been warned not to panic. In case these little rabbit cubs run away in the face of the rushing bulls, and it is a small matter of shame, will they run with them at that time?

At this time, what Wang Chuan hoped for the most was that the bull saw that there were many people here and went in other directions. In this way, there should be nothing to do here, and there is no need to worry about whether to run or not.

But Wang Chuan's good wishes were not favored by God. As soon as the bulls came out of the slaughter, they ran in a panic and rushed to the children, and the team was not one, but two.

Wang Chuan knew that he must not panic, and if he panicked, maybe these little rabbit cubs would really run away. Therefore, he stared at the two bulls, silently calculated their distance in his heart, and continued to give the command in an appropriate tone: "The front row is ready to shoot!" Back! Shoot! Front Row - Shoot! ”

It took about two seconds for the bulls to rush into range to reach the front of the group. Fortunately, when the two bulls rushed to the front of the group, they had already fallen down like hedgehogs. But one of the bulls kept sliding under inertia, and after falling, he slipped to the front of the group. Wang Chuan lifted his foot and trampled on the bull that was about to stop. Wang Chuan secretly wiped the sweat from his hands, turned his head and gave a thumbs up to his teammates around him.

The children are thrilling here, and the fighting in other directions is tragic.

Scattered around were the strongest warriors of the tribe. Including numerous chieftains of the tribe.

With a wooden shield in one hand and a spear in the other, the deer rushed towards the bison coming from this direction. The bison bowed his head to the deer. Riding a deer and raising a shield in front, he staggered his bow and legs, and collided with a bison.

After a bang, the shield shattered in all directions, and the deer was pushed over the head by the ox.

But the deer rider in the air did not hurry, lost his shield, raised his spear in both hands, and stabbed straight into the back of the bison. The bison was knocked into the back of the bull and stabbed the cow to the moment.

The deer rode in a circle on the back of the ox and got up. I pressed my hand that hurt from the blow. Zhuang Niu saw that Lao Tzu was hit by a cow, and hurriedly came over to check. Riding a deer shook his hand and said casually: "It's okay, I learned a few hands from the leader of the tiger, and I used some skillful strength here, and it looked amazing, but I actually dodged it." ”

A cow also rushed in the direction of the Lambla station.

With a stone axe in his left hand and an iron axe in his right hand, he shouted loudly and rushed towards the bull. When the two sides approached, Ranbula leaped up, and the stone axe in his left hand slashed at the head of the ox, slashing the bluestone-polished stone axe into pieces, and also hitting the bull's head. The iron axe in his right hand slashed down and slashed at the cow's neck.

This slash was accurate and powerful, and it was cut right at the bone junction between the cow's neck, cutting off almost the entire neck of the cow. The blood of the cow spurted to the front, and there was not a drop of it.