It's not that Han Jianfei didn't think about detonating those shells, but fools know that no matter how powerful the bullet is, unless it accurately hits the detonator in the fuse, it is impossible to detonate the shell without removing the insurance, at most it is just a hole in the body of the bullet.

He lay on the top of the slope, raised his gun and aimed for a while, and found that the crosswind was a little strong, and he was not completely sure, so he quietly approached a little, and came to a place about fifty meters away from the position.

At this distance, he could almost hear the two gunners talking.

This mortar position, after the mistake of the undefended prisoner camp, was the second mistake made by the commander of the marauders.

Perhaps having never experienced a battle infiltrated by others, the commander of the Marauders still did not send enough men to protect his artillery position.

At the same time as a shell was fired, Han Jianfei fired his pistol and at the same time jumped up and rushed towards the mortar position.

The bullet hit the back of one gunner's head accurately, and when the other gunner, who was loading, turned around, Han Jianfei was already in front of him.

Han Jianfei pulled the trigger, and three shots hit the gunner directly in the chest.

Thankfully, the marauders in the camp down the slope didn't notice the commotion.

Han Jianfei glanced at the mortar on the position, this ancient weapon has always accompanied the history of human warfare, so until now, there has not been much change.

He unscrewed the safety of a shell, estimated the distance, and fired it.

The cannonball trailed a white trail and landed in the herd of charging marauder beasts.

He adjusted the angle and fired another shell.

Breaker shells burst into the crowd in another spot, sending several Marauder riders flying.

If this cannon is in the hands of the two half-baked gunners just now, and the hit depends entirely on faith, in the hands of Mr. Han Jianfei, a special operations expert, it can be said that it has turned decay into magic.

It wasn't until they found that their artifacts were suddenly terrifyingly accurate, and that they were blooming on their own heads every time, that the marauders came to their senses and sent a large group of men and horses to rush towards the hillside.

Han Jianfei smiled slightly, and aimed the muzzle of the cannon at the marauder's camp.

After the shells flew out, he did not like to fight, removed all the shell safety that could be removed, and laid a trap next to the two boxes of shells, and then withdrew from the top of the slope the same way.

The marauders finally rushed up the hill and were greeted by a circle of shells with the safety removed and the fuses activated.

A shell rolled off the ammunition box, and the fuse, which had long been dismantled, slammed into the middle of the pile of shells with twice the force of gravity.

Han Jianfei lurked in the icy water when he heard a dull explosion behind him, and this cannonball detonated more cannonballs, and the continuous detonation produced a huge firelight that lit up the entire night sky.

The muffled sound of horns sounded again in the camp of the raiders, and the raiders, who had already broken through the breach and entered the wall, reluctantly withdrew back from the battle after hearing the horns.

The hunters of the two clans did not pursue, they had used up almost all their reserves, and they were completely supported by one breath, even if there was one more minute, the whole situation would completely collapse.

But in any case, the people finally held off the second wave of charges.

As he traveled back, Han Jianfei noticed that the raiders had retreated in a hurry, and the horn contained information that he did not understand, but at this moment he had no time to care.

After repelling the second wave of raids from the marauders, Genchiko and Kuria were each counting their losses, and after seeing Han Jianfei soaking wet, the strong girl only nodded to him slightly.

"What's wrong?" Han Jianfei instinctively noticed that something was wrong.

"The old patriarch was stabbed in the back and was seriously injured." Curia walked over and said succinctly.

Han Jianfei patted Zhizi on the shoulder: "Don't worry, I'll go see the old patriarch." ”

Genchiko let out a soft "um".

Han Jianfei walked to the shaman's small courtyard, the old patriarch sat on the ground, the wound had been simply treated, some herbs were applied to it, and it was wrapped diagonally with white cloth strips a few times, but there was still bright red blood and dark green medicinal juice seeping out.

"Ah, you're back." Seeing Han Jianfei, the old patriarch struggled and smiled, "You made the loud noise over there just now?" ”

"Yes." Han Jianfei said, "Can I see your wounds?" ”

Yuan Chongling nodded.

The old shaman happened to come out of the house and saw Han Jianfei untying the bandages she had just bandaged, and shouted, "Ominous person! What are you doing? Take away your death-cursed dirty hands! ”

Han Jianfei stopped his movements, pointed to the wound on the old patriarch's back and said, "I'll look at his wound, if you treat it like this, it is easy to get tetanus, and it must be debrided and disinfected." ”

"I don't know what evil spell you're talking about!" The old shaman cursed viciously, "You have brought bad luck, bloodshed and death to this village, don't think of touching the patriarch again!" ”

Han Jianfei reluctantly turned his gaze to Yuan Chongling, and the old patriarch hesitated for a moment and asked, "What are you going to do with my wounds?" ”

Han Jianfei pondered for a moment and said, "First wash the wound, peel off part of the surrounding skin and flesh, and then use a red-hot short knife to burn the wound to stop bleeding and reduce the risk of infection at the same time - isn't there that potion that makes people not afraid of pain?" Without antibiotics, that's all I could use. ”

In fact, there is another method, which is simple and rude, which is to burn it directly with gunpowder, if it is himself, he may choose this way.

"This evil witchcraft!" The old shaman made an oozing voice with trembling lips, "It must not be used on the patriarch's body!" ”

The old patriarch also shook his head: "Forget it, it has always been the old lady who helped me deal with my wounds before, so there shouldn't be any problems." ”

Han Jianfei pouted and did not speak.

A huntress came running and said that the raiders had sent messengers to speak with the tribal steward.

Yuan Chongling stood up with the help of Han Jianfei and said to the huntress, "Let Zhizi bring people here." ”

The huntress nodded and left, and soon, led by her, Genchiko and a dark-skinned middle-aged man came to the shaman's courtyard.

After bowing slightly to Yuan Chongling, the Marauder's messenger said: "Our great new leader has asked me to bring a message to the Patriarch, that you and your tribe have earned our respect for your bravery and fearlessness, and if you are willing to make peace, after agreeing to our terms, we will bypass your territory and make a blood vow never again." ”

Hearing the words of the envoy, except for Han Jianfei, almost everyone showed a hint of joy.

The leader of the marauders took the performance of the people around him to heart, but did not show it on the surface.

Yuan Chongling coughed lightly a few times and said in a loud voice: "Tell your conditions!" ”

The messenger looked around and whispered, "In the previous battle, there was a despicable thief who used our artifact to kill the old leader and destroy our artifact. The new leader will only need that person, alive or dead, and as long as your clan no longer shelters the thief, we will retreat and give you a hundred slaves as compensation. ”

"No way!" Before Yuan Chongling could speak, Yuan Zhizi said coldly, "Impossible!" ”

"That's right," the old patriarch nodded, "you can change the conditions. ”

The emissary's gaze wandered around the crowd, and he quickly ascertained the condition of the two tribes, so he shook his head: "I'm afraid not, the new chief only needs the thief's life, and if His Excellency does not want him to be bullied by our angry warriors, you can give him a dignified death, and we only need his head." ”

"Wishful thinking!" Genchiko said angrily, "Go back and tell your new leader that we don't accept his conditions, just let him come and fight!" ”

"Ma'am," the messenger said with a sarcastic smile, "we still have more than eight hundred warriors of complete strength, and your clan may not be able to gather two hundred more hunters who can still stand." ”

"He's right, Patriarch," said the old shaman suddenly, "the ominous man is the spokesman of death, and he is the one who brings disaster and war to our tribe, and his head should be cut off to end this war!" ”

Gen Zhizi angrily pulled out his short knife and held it in front of him: "Old mama, I have always respected you, but this war has nothing to do with Han Jianfei, and if it weren't for him, we might have died under their hooves, so I will never allow anyone to touch him." ”

Yuan Chongling shouted: "Give me all back, coax in front of outsiders, what kind of system!" ”

Genchiko withdrew the knife, and the old shaman cried bitterly: "Ominous person! My Hedong clan will perish in your hands today! It's a pity that the little patriarch was lost by you......"

Han Jianfei listened for a long time, half guessing and half confused, and finally understood what the situation was in front of him, looked at the two people who were deadlocked with each other and the old patriarch who didn't say a word, he walked over and said to the messenger of the plunderer with a smile: "You are very powerful. ”

The messenger bowed slightly: "It's over, are you?" ”

Han Jianfei said: "I'm the head you want - I always thought that the marauders were all guys with muscles in their brains, but I didn't expect that there would be people like you, who almost let us fight first in a word, and really know how to use their brains." ”

His words instantly woke up many people present, and even Genchiko couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Now that the foreign enemy is still there, just throwing out an empty promise, they themselves began to fight among themselves, I am afraid that after Han Jianfei is really handed over or killed, what awaits them will only be the iron hooves of the marauders.

Thinking of this, Gen Chiko glanced at the old shaman coldly, and really moved the killing machine in his heart.

After saying those words, Han Jian unofficially bowed to the envoy and said, "I sincerely apologize to you for my previous underestimation of you. ”

He spoke the standard lingua franca of the Alliance, and the messenger was stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted and knew the identity of the person in front of him.

"It was a man who walked with his ancestors." The messenger nodded, "In that case, I withdraw my previous conditions—" He looked at the old patriarch who was barely standing, "this ...... Those who walk with our ancestors, as long as they follow us, all the previous armistice conditions will be faithfully carried out by our people. ”