The migration of an entire tribe, more than a thousand nomads, thousands of horses, thousands of cattle and sheep, converged into a torrent and appeared in front of Chen Xiaochu's eyes. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThe white-topped tent stood on a giant trailer at the forefront, dragged by a dozen war horses.

Everything was so eye-catching and abrupt, even if it was a few hundred meters away, Chen Xiaochu could feel the strong sense of oppression of the other party. Can you really stop the other party, Chen Xiaochu did not have the confidence to win, but the ring head knife in his hand did not relax for a moment, and the truest side of this cruel world was about to be shown in front of him.

"I'm Gro of Hungarian civilization, friend, why close the door so we can't have a friendly chat?" The floating screen popped out of the watch again, but this time it was the watch's communication function, and a handsome Eastern European man's face appeared in front of Chen Xiaochu.

The watch allows the seeds of civilization to establish a temporary communication link with each other when they are within a kilometer of each other, and it also comes with an automatic translation function so that the seeds of civilization can communicate with each other.

"I am Chen Xiaochu of Chinese civilization." Chen Xiaochu was not angry when he heard this, but said sarcastically with a pleasant face: "Your Excellency, no friend would let his cattle, sheep, and horses trample on his friend's farmland and want to be a guest?" Invite someone to come over and I'll let you get the treat your friend deserves. As the saying goes, friends come with tea to drink, jackals come with crossbow arrows, and our Chinese civilization is very hospitable. ”

"It seems that I, Geluo, have met a very interesting person, Chen Xiaochu of the Chinese civilization?" Sitting inside the yurt, Gro grinned, "If you can give half of your food and weapons to visitors from afar, I'll leave amicably, what do you think?" ”

Chen Xiaochu didn't answer Gro's question, but thought quietly: "This Hungarian civilized Groh has a gentle look, but judging from the other party's choice of himself as the first target, in the past three days, outside the restricted range of the settlement, he must have been searching for information around him, and it seems that he regards himself as the weakest existence around him." ”

Seeing that Chen Xiaochu was silent, Ge Luo immediately asked more than a thousand nomads to divide nearly half of them and step forward, slowly approaching Chen Xiaochu's settlement, and very cleverly stopped at a distance of four hundred meters.

"Blackmail me?" Chen Xiaochu quietly looked at the image of the man on the floating screen, stretched out his hand and decisively closed the communication. "Do you want to use fear and compromise to break my will to resist and then take my life? Hehe, the fight of the crickets has officially begun, and no one will give up their life support. ”

"Actually cut off the communication, do you think it's useless to talk too much? This little guy doesn't seem to be as weak as it seems, so let me verify whether it's an illusion or a real thing. Gro stepped out of the white tent, stepped on top of a replicant, stepped on his horse, and took a gem-encrusted scimitar.

"Attack! Take this gate," Gro, who rode to the front of the battle, said to the nomadic army.

The horns sounded back and forth in the array of nomadic riders, and hundreds of horses began to move forward, slowly speeding up and galloping, and the nomads began to wind up their arrows and prepare their bows to shoot.

"The wooden wall is very rudimentary, and I haven't established an effective defense system, so it depends on whose clone dies first, I don't believe that you can train your replicant into a warrior who is not afraid of death in three days, courage is trained, not born." Chen Xiaochu gritted his teeth and said secretly.

The clones on both sides have no sense of fear, and they will not disobey the orders of their respective civilization seeds, they will only fight indifferently and selflessly, so the competition is the calculation of the destruction rate between the clones on both sides, as long as all the clones on one side are killed, the balance of victory and defeat will basically tilt.

"The fact that the nomadic army is a soldier is indeed a great civilizational advantage." Chen Xiaochu saw that among the approaching nomadic replicants, there were eleven or twelve-year-old children and gray-haired old men, all of whom were riding on horses and holding sharp blades, ready to enter the village to wash blood.

"War has brought human morality to the bottom, but only by surviving can we be qualified to judge what happens." Chen Xiaochu put the shield on his chest and said loudly: "The crossbow and arrows are ready, and the bow and arrows are full." ”

"Shoot the bolts." Chen Xiaochu looked at the nomadic army that was magnifying in front of him and gave a decisive order.

The crossbow is a Chinese weapon, from which you can see the difference between aliens and the seeds of civilization. With a sharp whistling sound and the trilling sound of crossbow strings, a dozen nomads fell straight from their horses as if they had been suddenly hit by a blunt object, motionless.

"The crossbow is immediately loaded, and the archers take cover to release the arrows, quickly." Looking at the approaching nomadic army, Chen Xiaochu ordered a little anxiously.

A rain of arrows shot out from behind the wooden wall, instantly smashing into the nomadic army, bringing out a scream and wail, and more than a dozen people fell directly from their horses, and were painfully trampled to death by the hooves of the horses that followed.

"It's about a hundred and fifty meters." Chen Xiaochu looked ahead and speculated, and sure enough, the nomads who had entered about a hundred meters began to disperse and swim back and forth, throwing arrows at Chen Xiaochu on the wooden wall.

"Is it that easy to kill me?" Chen Xiaochu immediately half-knelt on the ground, bowed down and hid behind the battlements of the wooden wall, and the shield held high blocked the sporadic attack of bows and arrows.

But the clones on the wooden wall were not so lucky, a clone crossbowman next to him fell directly into the head with an arrow and fell off the wall, even if Chen Xiaochu's order was timely, there were still clone crossbowmen who were hit sporadically.

The arrows thrown constantly came from outside the wooden wall, and the Han archers lined up behind the gate could not bring the same damage to the nomads, the scattered nomads seemed to gallop and throw outside the wooden wall in a disorderly manner, but in fact kept a certain distance from each other, which was fatal for the archers who needed to kill intensively, and the arrows thrown by the Han archers outside the wooden wall could only hurt a few nomads.

"Is this the difference between civilizations?" Seeing another clone crossbowman fall in front of him with an arrow in his chest, Chen Xiaochu said helplessly: "Everyone listen, all of them are lined up against the wooden wall, and the archers stop shooting." ”

After realizing that he had lost the advantage of long-range, Chen Xiaochu chose to shrink down, "If you give me time to make a few bed crossbows, you have to shoot an arrow through your big tent." Chen Xiaochu, who passively avoided the sporadic arrow rain, said angrily.

"Haha, the little one must be very angry, the real war has only begun now, warriors, open this door quickly, and the wine and women are waiting for you inside." Gro looked at Chen Xiaochu, who ordered to stop archery, and smiled arrogantly, and gave a new order to the nomad who was waiting beside him.

A new round of horns sounded, and dozens of riders in full gear instantly gathered and ran towards the gate. Unlike the nomadic riders around them, they wore armor, iron helmet masks, leather shields, and a chain on their tows. This special nomadic squad instantly attracted Chen Xiaochu's attention, and at this moment they instantly became the center point of the battlefield, attracting the attention of almost everyone.

"Do you want to use iron chains to pull my gate across, so you need hundreds of people to shoot arrows to cover, stretch the crossbow, shoot me, the rear bow and arrow array, the target gate is within a hundred meters." The situation quickly became critical, and at this time, Chen Xiaochu, who didn't care about casualties, immediately changed his order and let the clones attack this special army at any cost.

Arrows flew back and forth, and the nomads who seized the gate were almost always blocked by skin shields, except for the occasional crossbow arrow.

"Shoot their horses!" Seeing that the bows and arrows shot in a desperate battle with casualties had barely received many results, Chen Xiaochu had no choice but to shout at the few remaining crossbowmen on the wall.

The neighing of the horses, the claws of dozens of chains finally hooked the door, and although people were constantly being killed by crossbow arrows and bows, the war between the clones was a simple calculation of the destruction rate, and death could not scare them off at all.

The horses gasped and snorted, and their master kept whipping them with a horsewhip, driving them to pull the gate, and as dozens of iron chains became straight, cracks began to appear in the gate in an instant, and the crisp sound hit Chen Xiaochu's heart hard.

"Only those who are not afraid of death can live," seeing that the gate could not block the other party, he knew that the next head-to-head killing was inevitable. Chen Xiaochu put down his shield and ring-headed knife, picked up the crossbow of the dead clone with trembling hands, and repeated this sentence in his heart over and over again.

"The Power of Civilization." Chen Xiaochu took aim on the scale, pulled the trigger and shot a crossbow arrow, which directly hit the neck of a nomad who was desperately driving the horse, and the sharp arrow penetrated the neck vein, and the blood flowed straight down, causing the other party to fall off the horse in an instant.

"Even a child, a farmer who has never been trained, armed with a crossbow, can kill, this is the accumulation of civilization, a symbol of strength." Chen Xiaochu said with emotion.

With a roar, Chen Xiaochu hurriedly dodged sideways, but his shoulder seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer, and he directly took Chen Xiaochu and fell off the wooden wall. After the dull sound of landing, there was an indescribable pain, for the first time he felt that death was so close to him, Chen Xiaochu felt that his whole body was going to fall apart, he was dizzy, he looked sideways at his shoulder, an arrow directly penetrated his shoulder, and his left hand began to be a little paralyzed.

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency, are you all right?" Lin Ji saw Chen Xiaochu who fell from the arrow, and hurriedly ran over to help Chen Xiaochu up, but the clone who didn't receive the order acted as if he hadn't seen anything, just repeating the order issued by Chen Xiaochu.

"I'm fine, I can't die, Lin Ji, quickly take someone to move some sundries, anything, as long as it can slow down the horse's progress, throw it behind the gate for me, quickly." As soon as Chen Xiaochu's words fell, there was a crisp sound, and the door was torn apart.

"The gods are watching from above, warriors, rush in, conquer them, and let them curl up like sheep under your bravery." When Gro saw that the gate had been completely destroyed, he immediately commanded the nomadic army to pour in.

The scattered nomads began to gather together, put away their bows and arrows, drew their sabers or drew their iron spears, and rushed towards the open gate, which for a moment caused a violent collision and blood splattered everywhere.

The spear attacked, and the Han army halberd in the front row was pierced through the body by the spear and nailed to the ground alive, but the halberd also stabbed the influx of nomads off the horse, and the crowds on both sides collided, and fell into a stalemate after a burst of blade handover.

Seeing the clones of the Han army soldiers and men constantly dying, Chen Xiaochu, who struggled to get up, felt that blood was dripping from his heart, and ten civilization points could only transmit a Han army soldier, but in this short meeting, nearly a hundred people died.

"It's just the first war in the Civilization Arena, I'm so embarrassed, and there will be 30,000 forces as powerful as Gro in the future, how can I survive on this planet?" The blood at the gate had already gathered into a stream and flowed to Chen Xiaochu's feet, looking at this meat grinder-like scene, Chen Xiaochu was a little disheartened.

"My lord, what do we do next, do we need to evacuate or fight back? My lord? Lin Ji looked at the influx of nomads and looked anxiously at Chen Xiaochu.

"Fight back? Yes, I want to fight back, even if I am like a cricket in the eyes of alien creatures, I can't die without a struggle, fight to the end, this is the instinct and dignity of human beings. Chen Xiaochu staggered a few steps, let out a loud shout, broke the arrow on his shoulder in pain, and picked up a blood-stained ring knife and a shield.

"Archers, aim at the dense enemy outside the gate, shoot the arrows with speed, the rest of the people listen to me, all move forward, drive them out regardless of casualties, the troops blocking the gate don't care about the fish that slip through the net, the halberd array closes the gate, and pushes me forward." Chen Xiaochu shouted a little hoarsely.

The efficiency of the clones was once again demonstrated, even if the enemy's scimitar was about to slash the head in the next moment, it would not shake its array, and in the movement completely ignoring the casualties, the new military formation was once again stabilized, but at the cost of the death of all the clones in the front row.

The long halberds were like a forest, and the influx of nomads was constantly stabbed off their horses, and the corpses of horses and human bodies piled up at the gate, and the movements of the nomads were becoming more and more sluggish.

"My lord, they've climbed over the wall." Lin Ji reminded loudly.

Just when Chen Xiaochu thought that he had stabilized the situation, the nomads holding ropes climbed up the wooden wall one after another from outside the wall, and under the reflection of the setting sun, the increasing shadows on the ground brought despair to the people inside the wall.

Just as he was thinking about what to do, a cloud of blood fell on Chen Xiaochu's face, and after witnessing the last Han crossbowman on the wall being killed, Chen Xiaochu completely understood that he couldn't hold it.

It is impossible to escape, it is impossible to escape with two legs and four legs, Chen Xiaochu was ruthless, and stabbed a knife into the throat of a nomad who had jumped off the wooden wall and had not stabilized his body, and blood was splashed everywhere.