ps: The child at home has recently had a high fever and has been on a drip for more than a week, and I really don't have time to code words, so I broke off for a few days.

"Wolf Smoke in the Mountains" was written before I coded this book, and there were tens of thousands of words of deposits, so I indirectly updated the manuscripts for a few days.

Now that the child's fever is healed, I have the energy to continue coding. I'm really sorry for all the book friends who vote for me every day.

Melee combat is not only about courage and strength, but also about the sharpness of the weapon and the direction of the wind in the position, and most importantly, ...... You have to stand firm!

Chen Mo remembered the trapping pit in the later generations, so he moved his mind and dug dozens of pits with a diameter of more than 30 centimeters in front of him.

Especially in front of the shield, several small ditches were dug half a meter apart!

It was covered with leaves and weeds, and although it was obvious that there was something wrong with the ground, the coalition forces rushed over and did not observe the ground.

"Flutter ......" "Flutter!" Someone fell into the pit one after another, and the people behind were accidentally tripped over a few, and the tripping people were constantly trampled on.

"All of them are in good spirits, and the shield is set up for me. Chen Mo looked at the approaching coalition forces from behind, and scolded the snickering clansmen.

"Don't laugh, laugh and cut the cock!" said Black in a loud voice as he rolled on the ground.

"Haha...... Uh!" Laughing on the ground and rolling around with his stomach in his arms, one hand covering his cracked mouth and the other protecting his crotch.

His face was flushed, and he didn't dare to make any more sounds.

With the obstacle of the trap, the speed of the coalition forces slowed down.

"Beware, foot traps. Someone was in command from behind, so the coalition forces slowly stopped their pace and poked the ground with the bone spear in their hands.

Chen Mo saw that the coalition army was only more than twenty steps away from him, and wanted the clansmen to consume a wave with inferior bows and arrows, but all the people in front of him were adult laborers, and it was a pity to kill.

The distance of half a meter in front of the shield wall was the last pit that Chen Mo ordered to dig, Chen Mo scratched his head, and decided to seduce the coalition forces who were poking the ground, so he gave the order.

"Shield, take half a step forward!" Chen Mo shouted loudly.

This is deliberate, in order to tell the coalition commander, there is no pit in front of me, you can come.

The coalition forces were still poking at the ground, but they looked up at the shield wall that was a little ahead, and then lowered their heads and began to poke again.

In front of the shield wall was the last ditch, but the coalition forces were not fooled.

Chen Mo walked out of the shield wall and indifferently dropped his pants in front of the coalition troops who were constantly poking the ground, and a column of water shot to the ground in the surprised eyes of everyone.

After peeing, Chen Mo walked back into the shield wall, tied his belt, and made a color to the rough.

Rough struggled to get up on the ground, and also learned from Chen Mo, and soaked in a big urine in front of the shield wall, followed by darkness and wind......

The cannon said to Chen Mo embarrassedly: "Chief, I finished urinating just now, and I haven't held it back yet." ”

Chen Mo waved his hand: "No need for you, Made, if you urinate again, it will become a river!"

The coalition side was provoked and angry by the actions of the navy tribe, and one person did not poke the ground, but raised his bone spear and rushed to this side.

One person's action caused a group of people to follow suit, and the alliance people who were still poking the ground also rushed with bone spears.

The first man fell in the ditch and got up...... After running two steps, he fell down again, got up again, and came to the shield with urine on his body.

Black picked up the stick and struck him on the head, and the brave Pathfinder fainted to the ground.

Someone explored the way, and the coalition people did not fall again, and instantly came to the shield.

"Sting!" Black commanded loudly from behind.

More than a dozen bone spears pierced through the gaps. The coalition forces had no armor, and the bone spear was pierced into the body, and they entered with a single stab.

The blood was splashed on Chen Mo's face, which was very fishy. has been in the primitive society for so long, although Chen Mo has seen the bloody scene a few times, but this is the first time that he has really killed someone.

"Close!" Black ordered.

More than a dozen bone spears were withdrawn at the same time, and seven or eight coalition troops fell to the ground holding their wounds.

The unwounded coalition soldier stabbed the shield with the bone spear in his hand, but the animal skin on the outside of the shield perfectly blocked the coalition attack.

Seeing that the attack was fruitless, several coalition forces raised their feet and kicked their shields.

Behind the shield, the sailors gritted their teeth and held on.

"Thorn!"

"Close!"

"Thorn!"

"Close!"

Black continued to command, and the coalition forces in front of the shield were stabbed to death and stabbed countless times by a continuous stream of bone spears.

Chen Mo's bone spear was broken, and the tip of the spear didn't know to be pierced in the ribs of that unlucky ghost.

Seeing that the first wave of attacks was ineffective and that they had lost nearly 100 men, the coalition commander ordered a withdrawal.

The spear team had time to catch their breath, and everyone collapsed on the ground, kneading each other's sore arms, and the blood was soaked through the ground, as well as scattered minced meat and intestines.

"Chief, what should we do next?" Hei came to Chen Mo's side and asked when he saw Chen Mo slumped on the ground.

Chen Mo stretched out his hand, let Hei pull up, and rubbed the mud stuck on his hands.

"They don't come, we go find them. Look at how many people in front of you still have alive, and kill those who don't want to surrender. Chen Mo said weakly.

Although the population resources of the primitive society were scarce, Chen Mo wanted to expand the strength of the tribe through captives, and step by step towards the road of dominating the primitive.

But the ideal is very plump, and the reality is very skinny. There is no tribe that sends people and resources like the three tribes of Longtao, and they can only fight for a piece of the sky through bloody fighting.

Everyone rested a little and began to get up one after another.

In front of the shield lay more than a hundred soldiers of the coalition army, after the artillery was reorganized, there were more than thirty people who survived intact, and there were more than a dozen lightly wounded.

After some persuasion by the cannon, nearly fifty disabled people successfully joined the chariot of the naval tribe.

What do primitive tribes care about the most? Survival! The survival of the tribes, the survival of the tribesmen, and the development that can continue for a long time are the conditions that the primitive society values most.

Therefore, the cannon described to many wounded the current scale, bright prospects, beautiful environment, happy life, and strong force of the naval tribe......

All other descriptions are empty words, and only force is well known.

The endless harassment on the road had already crushed the coalition soldiers, and with this the impenetrable shield walls, the endless layers of traps, and the orderly command of the bone spears......

Force is the best proof of tribal strength.

Therefore, a group of wounded people, led by the coalition who was the first to cross the obstacle and came to the shield wall and were stunned, did not hesitate to join the Sailor Tribe.

Crossing the brother because of his merit, he was waved by Chen Mo's big hand, and he was given the name Xiang, Liuxiang's Xiang!

There were still more than a hundred members of the coalition forces, and they slowly retreated under the leadership of the commander, and they also understood that the group of invaders in front of them were not the people they had encountered in the past who had strayed into the territory.

The group of people in front of them have superb combat wisdom and rich command for battle, and they are no longer the chaotic rushes and kills before, but orderly and planned battles.

This also taught the coalition commanders a deep lesson. That's how the battle was fought!

Chen Mo commanded Hei and Ku to lead the crowd to begin to pursue the retreating alliance army, and followed a group of captives back to the cave of the Worrying Tribe.