Although these fortifications are simple fortifications built with earth, sand and gravel, they cannot be preserved for a long time, and they cannot withstand the trampling of several battles, but the mountain people who have built it with their own hands know how much effect it can play.

It can reduce the casualties of your own side by more than double in the offensive and defensive battles, and at least inflict more than twice the damage on the side attacking the cottage, with these simple fortifications, even if you reduce more than one-third of the defenders, the rest of the personnel can play a more powerful role than the original defense liliang.

This time, the fortifications were simple and their sturdiness and lethality would be greatly affected, but after learning how to build and use these things, they could slowly transform their cottage into an inviolable mountain city in the future.

The people in the cottage are simple and straightforward, Yang Fan's skills easily won their respect, Yang Fan also used his practical actions to gain the trust of the mountain people, they believe that this Qincha is on their side, Yang Fan can now act at will in the cottage, no one follows behind to monitor him, and everyone who sees him will respectfully make way for him and salute.

Yang Fan fell asleep in the middle of the night, and the time he slept was not long, about three hours, when he woke up, the sky was gloomy, there were no timing tools in the cottage, and there was no sun in the sky, so I don't know what time it was.

Because of the cloudy day, the fog filled the forest and the village, from the village on the xiangxia, thirty zhang after the end of the opening of the figure is completely gone, even if the people seen within ten zhang are also shadowy.

"Look at this, I'm afraid it's going to rain heavily in the afternoon, so they shouldn't come, right?"

Xun'er came out of nowhere, lying beside Yang Fan, probing her head to observe the mountain and said.

She was still wearing the anachronistic armor, as quaint as a terracotta warrior dug out of the ground. However, this figurine is alive, beautiful, and full of youthful vitality.

She didn't have any powder on her face. The texture is as delicate and white as jade. There are still a few drops of crystal water on his face, probably just washed his face. Bright lips, white and neat teeth......

Because just beside her, Yang Fan could still notice that there were two shallow wine vortices on her cheeks, although they were shallower than her own, they looked much cuter than herself.

Yang Fan glanced at the little beauty in military uniform with appreciation, and then looked down the mountain. said: "It's hard to say! Wait and see, if he's willing to send a messenger, then it'll be fine. Otherwise, even if there are knives in the sky, he will come, and he will send a large army. Because I live, he will be disturbed! ”

Xun'er tilted her head to think about it, frowned like a distant mountain, and suddenly said: "Originally, I was very grateful for your help to the village, but listening to you say this, it seems that if you are not in the village, I will not be seriously hit here?" Doesn't that mean...... Did you bring this disaster upon you? ”

Of course, Yang Fan refused to admit that he was a broom star, and he immediately denied it sternly: "You can't say that." When they sent their troops. I didn't know I was in the mountains. And, you pushed me out. Otherwise......"

Yang Fan was about to put a few more strong pieces of evidence to prove his innocence, when some sharp shouts suddenly came out of the fog, Yang Fan's expression tightened, and he hurriedly crunched on the bunker and looked down the mountain, and said in a deep voice: "I'm afraid it's coming." ”

Xun'er also lay next to him, stretching her thin white neck, and her apricot eyes were wide open, but unfortunately she was foggy and couldn't see anything.

After a while, the shouting was closer, and the voice of the shouting was very fast, and the syllables were strange, and Yang Fan couldn't understand it.

Xun'er was surprised: "It's the voice of a cry for help!" Hey? It seems to be a barbarian tribe......"

Before the words were finished, many faint figures appeared in the mist, and they were running in the direction of the cottage, and they only ran a short distance before they cried out in pain and fell to the ground one after another. Gao Qingshan stood up from the wall, pursed his mouth and shouted down the mountain in the same strange language.

It seems that he was telling the people below the mountain to sprinkle thistle on the slope of the mountain and tell them to run along the mountain road, and sure enough, the people under the mountain quickly gathered up and ran along the mountain road.

The mountain road is not a straight one, but a winding road along the mountain, but the grass on both sides is covered with thistles, although there seem to be pursuers getting closer and closer, they can only run along the winding mountain road Xiangshang. Some of them have been pricked by thistles, and they are limping and running very hard by others.

At this time, there were many shadows of tall horses in the fog behind, and those people chased very fast, so the speed of falling off the horse was fast enough, and the horse stepped on the thistle bush, and the tribulus terrestris hurt the horse's leg, and the horse roared and jumped in pain, and the knights on the horse could not sit still, and fell off the horse one after another, and as a result, they sat on the tribulus terrestris, and the pain was even more screaming.

The people fleeing in front were getting closer and closer, and in the thin morning mist, Yang Fan could already see their appearances clearly. Some of them were dressed in tiger skins and sheepskins, and some were dressed in strange close-fitting robes, with bare dark arms and thighs, and weapons such as forks and spears in their hands.

Among them, knives were rarely seen, and even weapons such as forked spears were rarely made of iron, and many were made of animal bones or hard wood. Yang Fan also found that there were many boys and girls among these people, and women were at least several times more numerous than men.

Those men held simple hunting bows, led many half-grown children, some men carried swaddling dolls on their backs and chests, desperately running forward, occasionally turning back in a hurry, taking a bow and arrow, the fluttering bamboo arrows flew into the white mist, and I don't know if they hurt anyone.

After the break is the women, they hold the wooden prongbone spear and other extremely primitive weapons, desperately blocking the pursuers, the pursuers have found the strangeness on the hillside, began to gather the soldiers and horses, along the mountain road chasing, the broken women continue to fall under the sharp sabers, the pursuers often go down, the spear breaks people to death, the corpses are separated, but those women have no fear, they still do their best to use their lives to block the pursuers, for the men and children to fight for a glimmer of life.

No one in the village scolded the men who fled for their lives for being shameless, they already knew that this tribe was the people of a barbarian village more than ten miles away from Hebai Village.

The barbarian village is a small tribe of the Wuman, and the cultural level of the entire barbarian tribe is uneven and uneven. They have from the primitive social form to the form of the feudal society similar to the current feudal society of the Central Plains Dynasty, the white barbarians are more advanced than the barbarians, and there are also differences within the barbarians, some tribes are more advanced, and some tribes are extremely primitive.

The Tree Barbarian tribe is a tribe that approximates a primitive society, this tribe lives in the mountains and forests, builds nests in trees or uses caves as houses, and clothes are made of animal skins or a special kind of bark. I don't know why, but this tribe has always had a large number of boys and girls, and the ratio of men to women is very different, so it is common for five to ten women to have a husband together.

Therefore, the only thing for their husbands is to take care of the children. When the wives went out hunting, gathering, and foraging for food, they took hunting bows to guard their homes and children from wild beasts.

In such a tribe, tribal affairs are presided over by women, and in such a tribe, the social status of men and women is completely reversed, and how much social rights you have to have, how much social obligations you have to bear, and it is naturally the responsibility of women to fight.

Like the Hebai tribe, in the event of a war, it is natural for the warriors in the village to charge forward and protect their women, the elderly and children, and in a female society like Shuman, it is natural that the female warriors protect the men, the elderly and the children.

Yang Fan already knew that there were all kinds of strange tribes in the barbarians, and seeing the scene of their men fleeing in front and women desperately covering up, he also roughly guessed what kind of existence this tribe was, but he still couldn't accept it, seeing those women with rudimentary weapons being hacked to death one by one by the fierce cavalry like chopping vegetables and chopping melons, he couldn't be indifferent.

"Open the gate and let them in!"

"Archers cover on both sides, and the pursuers shoot when they get close!"

Yang Fan gave two orders without thinking, and Xun'er became his herald without thinking.

Yesterday I was a herald for him for a day, and Miss Xun'er was used to it.

Xun'er gave an order loudly, turned her head and saw that Yang Fan, who was lying beside her, had disappeared, Xun'er was shocked, Huo Ran stood up, looked left and right, and said to herself blankly: "What about people?" ”

The gate has been reinforced, nailed a lot of horizontal outward sharp wooden stakes, looking like two nail boards erected, after getting Xun'er's order, the villagers moved the wooden pillars of the top door, and opened the heavy wooden door that was reinforced horizontally and vertically for several layers, and let in the people of the barbarian tribe who fled for their lives.

The crying children fled into the gate under the leadership of their father, there were at least hundreds of them, and they were still rushing into the gate in an endless stream, Xun'er could not see death without help, and was afraid that the pursuers would take the opportunity to rush into the gate, holding the sheath, her palms were full of cold sweat, and she couldn't care about looking for Yang Fan's whereabouts.

Wen Hao's general Han Shuang rode on a horse, slashed left and right with a sharp saber in his palm, and one by one barbarian women broke their arms under his knife, killing him excited, seeing that the front was only more than ten zhang away from the gate of the village, and the gate was open, Han Shuang was even more excited, raised his knife and shouted: "Kill into the village!" ”

After saying that, he grabbed the horse's belly with his legs, no longer entangled those barbarian women who fought and retreated, but rushed straight to the gate of the village.

One step, two steps, three steps......

The horse speed is very fast, the distance of more than ten zhang is instantaneous, the old man and the child in front are still stumbling into the city, Han Shuang is anxious to mention the horse to rush to the city, and did not notice that when these refugees rushed to the gate of the wall, it was like encountering the flow of a boulder head-on, and automatically went around to both sides, because the flow of people was suddenly divided and combined, Han Shuang did not notice the slightest difference, until he rushed to the front.

Han Shuang rushed to the front, only to find a person standing under the gate of the village.

The man stood there straight, like a sharp spear, and he also carried a gun in his hand, and his right hand was behind him, and the gun was in his hand, and it was placed diagonally behind him.

Bald guns with white rods, no tassels, and spears like swords!

P: In the early morning, I sincerely ask for monthly tickets and recommended tickets!!

~(To be continued.) )