Time flies, and Lao Fang has been in "Prehistory" for two and a half months.

Lao Fang's mentality this time is completely different from hundreds of years ago, he used to play with the mentality of games, but now, he feels that he has a great responsibility.

This change in mentality was even noticed by himself, but he did not try to reverse his mentality, and still worked hard to lead the human race to strength.

In the past month, the old side has thought about the way and set up a method to slowly gather groups of people scattered among the major forces.

Some forces are not very strict, and when they are not careful, the old party led everyone to sneak out.

Some forces have always used tricks, or the golden cicada has come out of its shell, or the gecko has broken its tail, bringing most of the people back, leaving some people behind.

More than half of the winter had passed, and he had gathered 23,000 people in the area of the Mystery Forest, plus 2,000 people in the territory of the Boar Forest, for a total of 25,000 people.

This is the last surviving number of the Terrans, including some mutants.

More than 15,000 people were killed in the rescue.

Lao Fang's heart gradually hardened, and for the sake of the overall situation, he had begun to show signs of ignoring life.

Lao Fang didn't have much sadness, he had to take most of the people forward.

According to his experience hundreds of years ago, in two months, there will be the first spring rains, which will silently revive the land that was rampant with cold winds.

There is not much time left for the old side, every day is precious and luxurious.

Once it is spring, he will no longer face a wild boar whose mind is not stupid, but limited by his own qualifications, and no longer a python with huge strength but frozen by the cold and motionless.

He will face a large herd of carnivorous animals returning north, two-headed lizards the size of rhinoceros.

Compared with these scaly and armored animals, the human body is still too fragile, and many animals are far superior to humans in strength and speed.

Such an enemy, even if the old side relies on the sharpness of the sword, may not be able to take advantage of much.

The last thing Lao Fang wants is to fight with them, he doesn't have much capital.

Yes, 25,000 seems to be a lot, but among the 25,000 people, there are old people, pregnant women, babies who are still swaddling, young children who have just learned to walk, and those who are missing arms and legs.

There are less than 10,000 people (including mutants like Wa) who can actually go to war immediately.

Having gathered all the people, food, clothing, and housing immediately became stretched, and the old party finally looked at the surrounding neighbors.

……

The wild boars of the boar forest still hate their neighbors who have taken their place of survival, and they wander around their territory, and when they find the ones with their feet erect and covered in the fur of their kind, they do not hesitate to rush over and vent their grievances in the most wild boar way.

But there are not many such opportunities, and few people come out of it, so their resentment accumulates day by day, getting deeper and deeper.

On this day, the sky was clear, and a certain group of wild boars came to the entrance to the west as usual, and they didn't have much hope, but they just wanted to stare at the guy standing guard opposite with hatred for a while.

But today, things seemed to be different, and before they reached the entrance, they saw a group of people and greeted them.

？？？？

If the wild boar can play WeChat, it will definitely flash a series of "? ”。

Indeed, they were stunned, and when they reacted: "There should be a charge at this time", the other party came with a rain of swords, and the team of wild boars immediately fled.

Of course, if you think about it from the perspective of a wild boar, this is not called escaping, but the tactical retreat that the brain decides to use after thinking about it a hundred times in an instant.

The group retreated into the jungle and began to bark for reinforcements.

……

The reason why Lao Fang wanted to attack the wild boar was not because of a lack of food.

Rather, he needs a safe and stable passage, and he needs to ship what he produces out openly, and he has been sneaking around, which will make everyone slowly lose the courage to fight against wild boars.

This is the reason why Lao Fang really attacked wild boars.

This time, Lao Fang decided to give the wild boars a little color to see, and he was even more unusual, and wanted to shake the charge of the wild boars head-on.

Lao Fang had long since developed a shield against the wild boar charge, and this time, he produced a large number of shields, and he decided to put a long dragon on it, and the wild boar would rush happily.

Of course, an ordinary shield will definitely not be able to resist the charge of a wild boar, a wild boar, a larger six or seven hundred catties, after taking a short leg, the speed reaches seven or eight meters per second, and the kinetic energy generated can knock people and shields together.

But Lao Fang's shield is quite special, his structure is a bit like the Simmons he slept on, the surface of the shield is an iron plate full of spikes, and the inner layer of the shield is a whole wooden board cut from a giant tree.

The wooden board is very strong, and the two-inch thick wooden board is more than 100 catties.

The whole shield is not less than two hundred pounds, and this shield itself is not for people to support, but through thick poles, standing on the ground.

Between the iron plate and the wooden plank, the old side was inlaid with dozens of sets of springs, so that the enemy could bounce back as much as he could.

More than 500 shields were lined up, more than a mile long on the grass, and behind the shields, all archers were of all colors.

Originally, the old party was going to arrange a few groups of spearmen, but then he thought about it, the other party rushed over, and it was very likely that the shield would be ejected, and the spearmen would not need it at all.

……

The wild boars are gathering more and more, and several wild boar elites have arrived, with a group of little brothers, and even the wild boar king, which is nearly a ton and a half, also came to the scene after receiving the news, and the lineup is very strong.

They are inwardly frightened by the oddities made by erect creatures, but their mentality is hateful.

The Boar King knew very well that this might be a trap, but if the other party shrank back and pulled the strange bridge, it might be difficult for him to find a chance for revenge.

Soon, it measured what it wanted, and it stopped thinking twice with its already difficult mind.

It began to hum loudly, which was its way of inspiring the warriors of its clan.

A stout boar came out of the woods, raising their heads, their yellowed fangs rising above their bodies, terrifying the enemies in front of them and the females behind them to see their majesty.

As expected, there was a burst of screams behind them, and in the midst of this scream, they were encouraged and then fearlessly charged towards the enemy line.

The only thing that made them a little depressed was that the terrain of the place was a little higher, and there was nothing in the distance of more than a thousand meters, but they started to pant for breath when they were halfway through the sprint.

But they still refuse to give up, and still rush hard.

The boar king behind him seemed to have noticed this, and it mobilized hundreds of wild boars, and then maintained its physical strength and slowly walked towards the enemy formation.

The first wild boars rushed to a distance of more than a hundred meters from the shield, and the old man ordered to shoot the already weak guys, not wanting them to get close.

The breathless boars looked at the slightly thin rain of arrows ahead, and they thought, it looks like they are going to suffer some skin wounds.

Judging from their experience, at such a distance, the opponent's arrows have long lost their lethality, and those of the same kind who died in the hands of the other party in the past were all killed by the dense rain of arrows at a very close distance.

But their experience has hurt them, so many wild boars, when they are nailed into the head by sharp iron arrows, feel that this time the arrows seem to be different.

Some wild boars that were hit by arrows but did not die screamed in a heart-rending scream, and the sound of killing pigs could be transmitted throughout the wild boar forest.

But the boar king did not give up, and with his efforts, all the male wild boars slowly moved from the jungle towards the hillside.

Their numbers are still huge, and they are all black.

The second group of wild boars, more than three hundred meters away from the shield array, began to charge.

The old side symbolically shot a round, but there were not many casualties, and this group of wild boars felt that victory was beckoning, and immediately ran into the enemy formation with the fastest speed.

"Boom!"

With the sound of the impact, one wild boar flew out......

Yes, the wild boar left more than 4,000 carcasses and retreated into the jungle without looking back.

Blow after blow, let them sober up, people, not so easy to mess with.

In this battle, the wild boar has completely lost the courage to charge at people.

After that, the old side openly transported the goods to Hump Mountain, and clashed twice in the wild boar forest, each time defeating the wild boars who came to misbehave.

The boar eventually felt hopeless for revenge, and he no longer died in vain.

The old party finally obtained the qualification to pass through the wild boar forest.