I am a primitive

For myself, it is too unwise to rush to the front line.

Because even if he was able to kill two half-farmer tribes, it would not be of any benefit to his side, who was already sure of winning.

But once unfortunately let the people of the Bannong tribe drive themselves, the fun will be great, and a battle that is sure to win is likely to be lost because of this.

Naturally, Han Cheng would not do such a disadvantageous thing.

As for the things that hiding behind can't boost morale, don't worry at all.

The children of the Qingque tribe know that the son of God can't fight.

But just like this, the Son of God can come to the back of the battle to beat the drums for himself and others, and watch himself and others fight with his own eyes, how can he not work hard?

This kind of encouragement to the people of the Qingque tribe by standing at the back is even better than the leader of the Bannong tribe who personally leads people to the battle.

Moreover, from the time when he was advancing with everyone at the beginning to now falling behind, Han Cheng did not turn around and retreat, but just stopped Uncle Lu at the right time.

So Han Cheng could proudly pat his chest and say that he didn't run back, but the people in the tribe walked too fast.

After discovering the leader of this tribe, he hid shamelessly behind, and the people who rushed up with him were stabbed three or four times by the shining golden weapon in an instant. After all the attacks were blocked by the animal-skinned things held in these people's hands, the leader of the Bannong tribe, who was eager to fight hand-to-hand with the Qingque tribe, suddenly lost his mind.

Because he suddenly remembered that his biggest task was to attract these shameless and cruel people for a while longer, and buy enough time for the female priests to leave.

Instead of fighting these brutal people with weapons.

The weapons stretched out by these guys are too long, and there are so many of them. The few people who died tragically just now have at least two holes in their bodies.

This is equivalent to several people beating them together, not only that, because the weapons are too short, they can only be beaten passively.

The leader of the Bannong tribe has never encountered such a useless battle.

The shameless tribe in front of him felt like a hedgehog curled up, revealing its thorns, making it impossible for people to talk!

This feeling is so frustrating.

"#￥ER..."

Holding the wooden stick in his right hand, he waved it wildly in front of his eyes, smashing away some bronze daggers that were stabbing at him like poisonous snakes, while yelling at people to back off.

And you can't retreat too far, once you retreat too far, someone in this tribe will use that kind of curved, extremely hateful thing to attack.

You can't get too close, once the distance is too close, those shining golden weapons will burrow into your body.

This is the lesson learned by the leader of the Bannong tribe in exchange for his own pain and the death of people in his tribe.

It can't be too far, and it can't be too close. This speed is very difficult to grasp.

So out of the nearly thirty people who rushed over with the leader of the Bannong tribe, there are only five or six left.

Of the remaining five or six people, none of them were whole.

Even the leader of the Bannong tribe had three or four wounds besides the feathered arrow on his left forearm, but these wounds were not fatal.

The leader of the Bannong tribe stepped back while waving the wooden stick in his hand, and looked east from time to time.

Seeing that a group of people from his own tribe had already run out from the gap in the east, and that the first group of people were about to approach the gap on the other side of the valley, the leader of the Bannong tribe suddenly felt that his light body was still there. Gained strength.

As long as I persevere for a while longer and hold these people for a while longer, the priestess can lead the people of her own tribe to run for a while longer, and the people of her own tribe can survive more!

As long as they can return to their original tribe, and there are wise priestesses around, their own tribe will definitely be able to grow and develop slowly!

At this time, the leader of the Bannong tribe didn't have much thought and energy to think about other things. All he wanted was to drag the people of the Qingque tribe for a while...

The female priest of the Bannong tribe mixed in the crowd, running hard and fast on the snow.

The extremely fast running in the snow made her and the rest of the people around her exhausted and panting, white breath coming out of her mouth like money.

But none of them dared to take a break for a while.

They all know the critical situation behind it.

The leader led some people to fight those brutal people desperately, but even if they were desperate, they might not be able to stop them for long.

Because those people are too many and too powerful!

They must run now, because staying there is very likely to die!

While running, from time to time, people from the Bannong tribe would look up at the narrow opening in front of them.

almost!

Coming!

As long as he ran through this hole again, he and others would be farther away from those cruel people, and he would have a sense of security to some extent.

These people from the Bannong tribe thought so in their hearts, and the running female priest also opened her mouth to convey the news to everyone with a sharp voice.

The people of the Bannong tribe, who were encouraged to see hope, walked faster.

They desperately ran towards the opening that was not too far away, with hope...

Shang squatted on the ground, leaning on a cold stone.Stretch your hands in your trousers.

There is more than one person who maintains a similar posture to him, and most of the people who hide their figures here are like this.

Don't get me wrong, it's not that before the battle, they collectively have the awareness of sharpening their guns before the battle, and the disadvantages are light, but they want to keep their wrists and fingers flexible.

Because before long, they're going to be having a bondage feast where stiff fingers and wrists are a thing.

On the coldest morning, squatting in the snow nest and not moving much, the body will soon be frozen through.

Although they all wore gloves and carried wine with them, they still felt full of malice from nature.

So Shang and the others put their hands in their pants.

Although the guys there were almost too cold to touch, it was undeniable that this place was still the most suitable place to warm hands all over the body.

Waiting is the most tormenting thing, especially when encountering big events.

Shang and the others waited here scratching their heads for quite a while before they finally heard the sound of the drum.

The muffled thunder-like sound coming from the direction of the Bannong Tribe lifted the hearts of all the people hiding here, and immediately revived their spirits.

Some impatient people immediately took out their hands from their trouser pockets, and smoothed out the rope that had been placed long ago, so that they could rush up immediately.

However, the waiting after the sound of the drums made people feel even more tormented. Some people really wanted to come to Taniguchi to look over there, but after thinking that doing so would most likely make this arrangement fail, they had no choice but to endure it forcefully. Continue to suffer.

"coming!"