Yi looked at the few clansmen in front of him, and then turned his head to look at the old chieftain and the coalition army who were gradually chasing after the invading enemy, and had a plan in his heart.

The reinforcements brought by the old chief are obviously not the opponent of the invaders, and the old chieftain has always used his mentality of using himself, and now that the second brother is dead, the old chief has taken advantage of this reason to deprive him of the Yi chieftain logically.

Since the old chief is unkind to his own family, then don't blame himself for being unjust. I'm going to be a chief myself!"

"Let's go to the Yi tribe to gather men. Yi said to a few diehards around him.

"Chief, do you still want to support the old chief? The old chief has stripped you of your status as a chieftain of the Yi tribe. A clansman asked curiously.

"The old chief will definitely be killed by the invaders this time, we will gather people from the Yi tribe and take over the entire pit tribe, so that we can fight against the invaders, only a few of us can't do it. Yi explained to a few clansmen.

Several clansmen nodded excitedly, they were slaves who were easily traded back from other people's tribes, Yi gave them freedom, and led them to develop from a weak tribe to a huge tribe step by step.

Yi led a few people to leave the dense jungle quickly, and rushed to the Yi base camp, there are more than 100 soldiers in the Yi base camp, and there are more than 500 soldiers in the four sub-tribes, and they are all elite soldiers who are usually trained by Yi, unlike reinforcements, a group of rabble.

The old chieftain of the Pit Cargo tribe with reinforcements and the remaining coalition troops clung to the escaped sailors, but the distance became farther and farther away.

Seeing the enemy who was getting farther and farther away from him, Hei's suppressed heart breathed a sigh of relief, and this catastrophe was over.

But there are more and more enemies, and their own tribe is becoming more and more passive, and the commander of the coalition army, it seems to be called Yi, has learned the tactics given to him by the chieftain without a teacher, and he is more skilled in using them than himself.

If this group of reinforcements continues to be commanded by Yi, then it will be a disaster for so many people from their own tribe who have gone out on the expedition, and only a wise and martial chief can deal with this situation.

But if he ran back like this, he would have failed the chief's expectations of him, and this was his first time on an expedition.

You can't go back in disgrace, and even if you want to go back, you have to go back with victory. Then him!

"Wind, come after me, I'm looking for something for you. Black slowed his pace and shouted into the back, panting roughly.

"What's the matter? Brother Hei, wearing pottery armor on his body, it's too troublesome to run, and it's still suitable for wearing such a heavy thing. The wind wiped the sweat from his head and responded.

The wind picked up the pace and caught up with the black ahead.

"You take that team of yours to ambush and harass the people who are chasing along the way, you can't let them catch us so easily, you must pay attention to safety. Hei looked at the wind for a moment and said seriously.

"Okay, Big Black Brother. The wind nodded.

"You take my bow and arrows, this light, harassing the mainstay, delaying them as much as possible, and I will go to the front and find a way to pit them. Black handed the improved bow and arrow on his back to the wind.

Hei is the same as Chen meditated, capture the enemy as much as possible, and then maximize the subjugation in order to strengthen his tribe.

In primitive societies, the population was the most precious resource, especially adults, and if there was a chance to take a captive, they would not be killed.

"Okay, Big Black Brother. I'll be careful, I've been wanting to go back and beat them up for a long time, and it's a shame to keep running like this. Feng took the bow and arrow, and said resolutely.

The wind picked up and his patrol members turned and burrowed into the jungle to set up an ambush.

Although there are more than 400 male warriors in the Navy's tribe, there are less than ten people who really have the ability to use bows and arrows and shoot accurately, and Chen Mo has arranged for the scout group of the wind.

This time, the black belt came out to carry out the attack, Chen Mo hesitated for a long time, these archers are the earliest group of strategic talents in the primitive society.

If a few were sacrificed because of this, Chen Mo's intestines would be green, but the flowers in the greenhouse could not grow without wind and rain, so Chen Mo hesitated again and again, and decided to let Hei take this group of valuable talents out to see the blood and grow up.

The wind took off the pottery armor on his body and handed it to the other clansmen, and began to hide in the jungle with his own team to ambush him, and the black told the wind to learn to detour, but the wind is very hazy about the word detour, what does detour mean?

Feng led a dozen people to find a place with a relatively wide field of vision, and saw the coalition soldiers approaching in the distance, chaotic, chasing after the sailors in a hurry.

Estimating the distance, the wind first aimed at the person in front, bent the bow and shot the arrow, in one go, the bamboo arrow hit the chest of a coalition soldier in front of him, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of the mouth of the coalition soldier who was shot, and he flicked the bamboo arrow on his chest with his hand, and asked his companions: "When did I have one more of this thing here, uh, it hurts." ”

The people who were traveling with him looked at this unlucky ghost curiously, reached out and pulled out the bamboo arrow, blood splashed everywhere, splashing the faces of the two of them, and the person who was hit by the arrow covered his chest and slowly lay down, and began to twitch his limbs quickly, foaming at the mouth.

Chang found a plant in the jungle before, as long as the wound was stained with the juice of this plant, it would make people numb and their limbs twitch, Chen Mo felt that this was a good thing, so it took a long time to collect and dry it into a small jar of powder.

This time, Chen Mo mixed powder with water and soaked the bamboo arrows for two days, so that the bow and arrow team came out with biochemical weapons for the first actual combat use.

The advancing coalition soldiers around them came around lively, and saw the person lying on the ground pointing, and another person curiously took the blood-stained bamboo arrow and asked the person next to him: "Hey, where did this bamboo come from?"

The people next to him were all dazed and shook their heads.

The other clansmen saw the coalition soldiers gathered in a pile, and there was no way to aim, so they directly drew their bows and shot arrows, and nine bamboo arrows shot into the crowd of onlookers, and the nine arrows hit eight people.

The coalition soldier who was curiously studying the bamboo arrow saw the tail of the arrow shaking in his stomach, and exclaimed excitedly: "Look, clansmen, I have one here!"

Other people who were shot also shouted in surprise: "I, I also have one on my body, but it hurts to insert it in my body." ”

"Yes, yes, yes, it hurts...... before he finished speaking, the coalition soldier with the bamboo arrow also collapsed on the ground, his limbs twitching, foaming at the mouth.

The scouts of the first war practice saw the results of the first wave of attacks, and they couldn't help but clap their hands together.