I am a primitive

In the sports meeting, we have archery, wrestling, long-distance running and sprinting, and there are military formations to cooperate with rushing.

We want these heroes who died to defend the tribe to take a good look, the living people are not lazy or timid!

We become stronger. When there are enemies who want to harm our tribe, we living people will take up arms like them to defend the homeland we built by ourselves! "

Facing the crowd, Han Cheng spoke in a low voice, and then his voice became more and more passionate.

"The hero of the green sparrow will last forever!"

Han Cheng looked at the crowd and raised his arms and shouted.

"The hero of the green sparrow will last forever!"

Everyone in the Qingque Tribe who was in agitated mood raised their arms and shouted together. Many arms were raised at the same time. A forest of arms rose here, and the mixed roar dispersed towards the surrounding area. It was louder than the previous drums. Shocking.

Many of the old primitive people watching the ceremony behind the crowd did not fully understand the meaning of what Han Cheng said, but what they understood was enough to make their blood boil, because long before the sacrifice had begun At that time, they already knew what the Qingque tribe was going to do today.

Affected by the atmosphere at this time, many of them couldn't help but clenched their fists and raised their arms, shouting together with the people of the Qingque tribe: "Hero Qingque, live forever!"

"A moment of silence for the heroes of the tribe!"

After Han Cheng stretched out his hand to stop the crowd's shouting, he picked up a flower made of paper in advance and placed it respectfully in front of the hero monument. After bowing three times, he spoke to the crowd.

As his voice sounded, everyone followed his example and bowed slightly to mourn in silence, and the old primitive people were no exception...

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"Boom! Boom! Boom!..."

Under the high erected Qingque flag, Han Cheng held the drumstick in both hands and dropped it one after another. Every time it fell, there would be a muffled sound that would spread in all directions.

In front of him, people from the Qingque tribe who often participated in training formed a torrent.

The members of the rattan shield team wearing rattan helmets held large shields nearly one person in height, lined up one by one, and stood at the front, and a shield wall appeared from the flat ground.

The bronze spikes in front of the shield wall shone coldly, advancing with the movement of the shield wall, with a great sense of oppression.

Wearing rattan armor and wearing rattan helmets, Chang Ge lined up behind the rattan shield team. The long bronze spear in his hand passed through the gap between the two shields, and rushed in front of the shield wall, pointing obliquely forward.

Also wearing rattan armor and wearing rattan helmets, the bow and arrow team and the sling team lined up at the back of the left and right sides of the team as the left and right wings. search.

With each fall of Han Cheng's drumsticks, these neatly arranged teams would take a step forward. The speed was not fast, but the whole team pushed forward neatly like this, which was extremely oppressive.

The old primitive people standing aside watching, as well as the rest of the Wind Tribe and the Neighboring Wind Tribe, looked at this neat team with awe and shock in their dull eyes, and their faces tanned by the sun turned a little pale at this moment.

The sound of the drum, and the steps that everyone took in order to follow the sound of the drum, seemed to be able to touch people's minds, as if they stepped on their hearts every time, every sound of the drum and the fall of their steps made people Then their hearts vibrated violently.

Before today, the old primitive people always believed that the best way to fight was to rush forward quickly, and land the attack on the opponent before they could react.

It's not just about fighting, it's about hunting.

The old primitive people are not the only ones who think this way, the two tribes, or most people in this era think so.

But now, after seeing the method of advancing the Qingque tribe's army, the old primitive people's inherent concepts were suddenly strongly impacted, and they became suspicious of the previous methods.

Looking at the shield wall with spikes and the bronze Goring protruding forward in front of the shield wall, they shuddered involuntarily.

Facing such an opponent, the faster you run and the sooner you come into contact, the faster you will die.

"Get ready! Let go!"

The neat team pushed forward horizontally, and when they were about 30 meters away from the straw man tied up in front, someone from the bow and arrow team and the sling team on both wings shouted orders in no particular order.

After hearing the order, the people in the first row drew their bows and arrows and shot towards the straw man in front. After the arrow was shot, they stood still in place. Under the command of the man, he fired the bow again.

After the people in the second row shot their arrows, the people in the first row who were behind had already drawn their arrows from their quiver, put them on the bowstring, and then quickly stepped forward to overtake the people in the second row standing in place. At the front, after drawing the bowstring, aim at the straw man in front and shoot.

Under the alternate shooting of the two rows of people, the feathered arrows fell towards the front one after another. There was not a long pause in the middle, and the straw figures inserted in front were hit by arrows one after another.

When the bow and arrow team began to rain arrows, the sling team on the other side also began to show their power, and the slings were rounded by them one by one, making a whirring sound of piercing the air.

Then loosen one end of the sling, the pill inside flew out roaringly, and hit the straw man in front hard, making a 'poof' sound. Knocked down to the ground.

"Boom!"

"kill!"

"Boom!"

"kill!"

The army formation that was slowly advancing, was only ten steps away from those straw men, and every time Han Cheng dropped the drumstick, the people in the army formation not only took a step forward neatly, but also They will roar in unison, 'Kill! '

After taking a few steps forward with a "kill" step by step, those people holding the long dagger, accompanied by the word "kill" in their mouths, stabbed the long dagger in their hands viciously towards the straw man in front.

After stabbing it out, he retracted it quickly, and with the sound of "killing" that sounded straight to Xiaohan again, he stabbed out the Chang Ge in his hand fiercely.

As the army moved forward, the people holding large shields and forming the rattan shield team with the thorn shield wall also began to show their power.

They slammed the rattan shields in their hands forward amidst the sound of screaming and killing. The bronze thorns on the bronze long shields easily pierced into the straw man. The straw men were knocked down.

After the army array pushed across, the place where many straw figures had been standing upright became completely flat, and many straw figures fell to the ground in a haphazard manner, and none of them stood up.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!..."

The ear-piercing sound of the gong sounded, and the slowly advancing army stopped, and then began to retreat slowly.

This kind of retreat is not turning around and running backwards, nor does the rear team change to the front team, but continues to maintain the formation, facing the front and slowly retreating.

"Bang!"

After Han Cheng held the gong and hammered it heavily, the retreating team stopped.

Compared with the beginning of the advance, the team seemed a lot more scattered, but the basic formation was still there, and it only needed a little adjustment to launch the attack again.

The old primitive man of the Wind Tribe sat on the ground, looking at the silent army formation composed of many people, his face turned pale, and his body trembled slightly.

He had been sitting on the ground for quite a while, when waves of arrows rained out from the marching army formation, when everyone in the army formation yelled the word 'kill' in unison and stabbed out the bronze spear, Unable to hold on, he sat down on the ground.

Like him, there were quite a few people who were sitting on the ground and couldn't get up. They looked at the line that was still neat after retreating, their faces were so pale, and their bodies were shaking.

No wonder the vicious Soaring Snake tribe will be wiped out!

Facing such irresistible people, it would be strange if the Tengshe Tribe was not wiped out!

The kind and wealthy Qingque tribe, in addition to kindness and wealth, also has such a powerful and inviolable force!