Seven people normally fight five people with meteorite weapons, of course, they can't win, this is very clear.

He knew that the dark weapons in those hands were far sharper than his own stone axes.

The wicker shield of the tribesmen can block the throwing stones, but it cannot stop the stabbing of the dark weapon at all; The stone axe kills people and smashes them on the top of people's heads, but the enemy's weapons can pierce directly into their own bodies, and they must be faster than themselves.

Lining up to protect themselves, those five people couldn't hurt themselves, but they couldn't kill them either.

The enemy was still blocked by the willow trees on the riverbank, and he pointed to a few large trees not far away, and said, "Climb up to the trees with bows and arrows and hide them, and then shoot them when I let you shoot arrows." ”

Several large trees were more than twenty steps apart, and the tribesmen climbed up to the trees and hid behind the leaves, but they didn't know that those people would run under the trees so obediently?

Song stood under the tree with a stone axe in his hand, thinking of what Jian Chen had said to himself.

Fighting a war is similar to hunting: either disperse the herd and kill the weakest of them first; Or it's like fishing in wicker baskets, letting the fish go where you want them to go for food.

He is now going to be the bait in the wicker basket, and the people who hide in the trees are the wicker baskets.

Gripping the stone axe, he resolutely walked towards the river, and near the riverbank, he saw the people of the Meteorite tribe.

The five of them laughed and laughed, and found the strangely dressed pine, and did not recognize that it was the tribesman they had slaughtered.

Matsu recognized them, and he clearly remembered that his siblings had been killed by them.

The victor often forgets who he killed, and the loser always remembers who killed his loved one.

He picked up a stone and threw it at the five men, shouting, "I'm not dead yet!" ”

The stone missed, and after a few loud insults, someone of the five seemed to recognize Song. Immediately, as they usually did when hunting, two people rushed directly over, and the other three ran to the sides, preparing to circle the rear.

Song waited for the five men to cross the river, and before the three had time to go around, he reflexively ran.

Those five hadn't thought about traps or anything like that, because they hadn't fought like that yet. scolded a few rabbits and roe deer and the like, and chased after him.

Song ran out of the body with three months of running out of the stones, running towards the big trees, and even had the strength to look back at the people behind him.

When he was about to reach the tree, he slowed down, and when the five men were still ten steps away from him, he suddenly climbed up to a tree, stood on a branch above it, and yelled at the five men.

He knew that the few people he had brought with him were not wolf skins and could not shoot enemies who could not run.

The five men chased him under the tree, and when one of them tried to climb up, Song took a stone axe and cut off his hand, so frightened that the man immediately let go and jumped down, bent down to pick up a stone and threw it up.

Seeing that all five people had reached the bottom of the tree, Song shouted, "Shoot! ”

The people who had already prepared immediately shot down from the branches, and at a distance of twenty paces, they were enough to shoot even if they were inferior to the wolf's skin.

The feather arrow flew out, and at such a close distance, in the face of an enemy who had almost no defense, four people were hit by the arrow in an instant.

The other reacted very quickly, and ran away, and the clansmen shot another round, but unfortunately they didn't hit.

"Kill these four!"

With a shout, Matsu jumped from the tree, holding a stone axe in pursuit of the fleeing enemy.

He knew that once this person ran away, the Meteor Tribe would soon know about bows and arrows, which were the best to learn, and would cause casualties to the clan in future wars.

Song was not a fast runner among the tribes, and at a distance of one hundred and fifty paces, he could be dropped by a tanuki twenty paces. But after all, after three months of carrying stones to practice running, I was still able to bite the person in front of me.

After a few hundred steps, the person in front suddenly stopped, looked back and found that there was only one Song, clenched the dark weapon in his hand, and stared at Song.

In his hand was a short sword smashed out of meteoric iron, the length of half an arm's arm.

The front end is sharp, and the sides are sharp. He shifted his foot, keeping himself moving towards Matsu's left side, as Matsu was holding a stone axe in his right hand, and going around to the left would make Matsu unable to fight back when he stabbed him.

Holding the stone axe tightly, he didn't dare to move rashly, and he was constantly moving his steps. Neither fleeing nor rushing, but keeping a safe distance from the other party, not letting the other person go around to his left.

The enemy is a good fighter, and Song can see that these people also have enough time off time to learn to fight like his own people, and this kind of close-quarters combat is better than his own people.

The other party knew that time was not in his favor, and finally couldn't help it, and took a step forward and stabbed loose's chest.

The thorn only needs half a foot, while the stone axe needs to pick an arc.

Song took half a step back, thinking of what Jian Chen had said to them before, when encountering daggers and short swords, don't smash your head, take a half step back and smash your wrist and arm.

Half a step back, the right hand swung out and smashed the opponent's arm, the man half retracted the dagger, stretched out his left hand, grabbed the wooden handle at the moment when the stone axe was scattered, and waved the short sword with his right hand to turn the stab into a slash, and went straight to Song's neck.

Song didn't withdraw his hand and retreated, without thinking about it, he raised his left hand to block his neck, took half a step forward, released the stone axe in his right hand, firmly grasped the opponent's loose hair, lifted his knees, and pressed against the opponent's crotch fiercely.

The two men let out a scream almost at the same time, and a long wound was cut on Song's left arm, the flesh turned out, the blood gurgling, and the man's legs were clenched in pain.

But at the moment of life and death, he also knew that now was not the time to squat on the ground and scream, so he endured the sharp pain in his waist and crotch, and stabbed Song's abdomen with a short sword.

At such a close distance, he could only fight desperately, and his left hand, which was covered with blood, grabbed the opponent's short sword, slammed the opponent to the ground with his shoulders slanted, and strangled the opponent's throat with his right hand.

The other party writhed in panic, and his waist and abdomen were pushed upward, trying to lift him open.

The feeling of suffocation made him subconsciously throw away the short sword, stretched out his hand to hold Song's wrist and pulled it up, his legs upturned and clamped Song's body, twisting it to the side hard, trying to get him off his body.

Song's left hand was already full of wounds, and he endured the severe pain and dug into the other party's eyes, and his fingers stretched out hard, picking at the eyebrow bone, and desperately inserted it inside.

The power that erupted before the death was amazing, and the man was like a dying beast, howling and loosening, two blood marks leaving out of his eyes, rolling on the ground, screaming and crawling in no direction.

Loose gasped a few times, picked up the dagger with the last of his strength, and stabbed the man's waist from behind.

I looked at the wound on my left arm, it was long, and the pain was already a little numb, a small piece of skin hung outside, and the palm of my hand was all scratched.

"That's not good...... In a few days, the Celestial Clan will still have to reclaim the land. ”

He looked at his left hand, which was trembling slightly, and looked at the dark short sword on the ground, and sighed inexplicably.

A few months ago, he had a stone axe himself, but he was no match for this man at all. A few months later, he was able to kill an enemy armed with a meteorite with a stone axe, and these changes came from the fact that he could spend a lot of time every day practicing how to kill and fight when he was full.

He was thinking that Ken was not very good at fighting, he was not strong, and he could have beaten two of him even a few months ago. However, he told his people how to use a stone axe and a short stick to beat a short sword, and if he smashed his head, the enemy would surely stab himself first. Probably, this is also what the ancestors guided him in his dreams, right?

After resting for a while, she stood up with a somewhat dizzy body, the woman had the small thistle and other herbs she was carrying, and she couldn't die.

He picked up the short sword in his right hand and hid it in his shirt, he wanted to take it back and show it to Jian Chen, at least let the clansmen know how sharp this weapon falling from the sky was.

Picking up some leaves and covering the man's body, after thinking for a moment, he decided to lie to someone else for the first time in his life.

Even if these people are dead, the Meteorite Clan will come here to find them. The people of this tribe may tell the Meteorite tribe how they fight, and the news of bows and arrows may also spread.

The rest of the tribes just saw them carrying bows and arrows on their backs, but they didn't know what they were for, they just thought they were a kind of amulet.

It's just that his mother told him not to lie since he was a child, especially since his mother's bones hung around his neck.

But for the sake of his people, he decided to tell a lie again.

He took off his mother's bones and held them in his blood-covered hands, knelt there, muttered an explanation, begged his mother's forgiveness, and then stood up, and the people had already chased after him.

Back at the entrance of the cave, the people of the tribe were stunned, and four corpses were laid out in front of them. In their opinion, a meteorite tribe that could fight three of them died like this!

And these people don't have any wounds on their bodies, and that moon-like stick has such a powerful force?

The leader looked at the banner and was more and more shocked. In addition to being shocked, his heart was also uplifted, maybe his own tribe also believed in the ancestors, and learned that the crooked moon could also defeat the people of the meteorite tribe.

Relieved of the pain, he walked up to the frightened and inexplicable leader, and said, "There is a man who ran away and almost died, and I don't know if he can run back." ”

The leader and the clansmen said in a bit of a panic: "What should I do then? The people of the Meteorite tribe will kill them. Pine, give us this crooked moon. ”

Song shook his head, thinking that with bows and arrows, they would not be able to win, and they would be taught how to use bows and arrows by the people of the Meteorite Clan.

"Well, then, you can move with us. The Meteorite Clan can't find you, and they can't beat our Clan. If the Meteorite Tribe go, we'll help you kill them. ”

"Move away? Where do we live? ”

"There are many caves there, and the other tribes are living in houses with us, so you can live in the caves that are empty."

He didn't dare to decide on his own, and moved away just so that the bow and arrow would not proliferate.

He knew that there were many theories about the relocation of the tribes, and it was not that simple.

For example, do they live in the village or outside the village? Does it have the right to deliberate? Do you need to serve as a conscript? Can I be a warrior? Is the harvested seed 1 out of 15 or 1 out of 10?

It wasn't something he could decide, so he wouldn't just make promises. The tribes of Hua and the others have moved away, the caves are empty, and the surrounding mountains and forests are empty, and I can promise to let them live there.

As for the specific arrangement, we have to wait until I go back to discuss it with the clansmen, which is not a trivial matter.

When the leaders turned around to discuss with their clansmen, Song quietly asked, "What about the weapons of the four people?" ”

"It's all set, go back and show it to Jian."