When I traveled through time and became a chief, I ruined the system.

"Withdraw, withdraw!"

After directing everyone to withdraw from the shooting range of bows and arrows, Luo Xiaofei took a roll call and found that more than 20 people were injured, three of them seriously!

Underestimating the enemy and being careless led to an unprecedented defeat. Seeing the blood on the snow and listening to the wailing around him, his anger surged upwards, and his face was ashen.

"Build a snow wall, the higher the better!" After giving the order, he looked at the big tree next to him, and then climbed up. Do you think there's nothing I can do if I hide behind the wall? snort!

Soon he saw the thick ice wall of the hillside people, followed by two rows of archers. They are condescending and easy to defend but difficult to attack.

"Are we going to fight a positional war? But I only bring two days of food." Feeling his feelings of loss and disappointment, Luo Xiaofei's recently swollen heart returned to normal, "Oh, I am still an ordinary person, at most I have a relatively strong force value. Just a little bit. Underestimating the enemy leads to lack of preparation, and poor decision-making leads to the loss of troops and generals."

After seeing the situation, he jumped from the tree. There was thick snow below, and he was fine at all.

He took the flag of light from the flag bearer, approached the hillside alone, and began to shout:

"I am the King of Light, inspired by the gods to unify all tribes. From now on, all cavemen will let their past be forgotten! As long as they agree to join us, we will be brothers! You are still allowed to live in the current territory, and I will not interfere!"

"Oh, oh, oh!" shouted the other side. "Pah, pah, pah!" A hail of arrows fell.

When the roar gradually subsided, a thick voice came out, "I am the chief of the cave people, Dashan. Before I get angry, take your people and get out of here!" The voice sounded like thunder.

"Chief Dashan, are you a hero or a coward? Don't hide behind the wall. If you have the ability, come out and let's challenge each other?" Luo Xiaofei said sarcastically.

"Boy, if you want to challenge me to a duel, you can, as long as you can come in!"

Luo Xiaofei said loudly to the caveman on the top of the mountain: "Chief Dashan, I challenge you now and give you three chances. As long as you can win one game, I will be at your mercy. Otherwise, you bring your tribe to me and obey me in the future. If you dare Don’t you dare?”

"Yes, as long as you can come in!"

That's it, I met a tough guy who was resourceful and very thick-skinned, so it was difficult to deal with him.

He asked the scouts to circle around the city wall carefully to see if there was a way to bypass the city wall and directly enter the cavemen's territory on the top of the mountain. At the same time, four people with loud voices were sent out and lined up on the tree to scold the formation. The cavemen were cowards and did not dare to challenge. The cavemen formation was in disgrace!

They also asked nine people to divide into three piles and eat barbecue at the foot of the hillside! He was scolding and eating, but he didn't take the caveman seriously at all.

The chief can endure it, but the mountain god cannot, and the passionate young man cannot tolerate it! Seven or eight cavemen riding black wolves opened the village gate and rushed out!

The nine people who were doing the barbecue ran away, rolling and crawling, very embarrassed. But the cavemen who rushed out like this couldn't hurt them. They screamed in anger and chased after them!

It takes a while, but it's fast at the same time. From rushing out to chasing people, it takes a few seconds in total, forty or fifty meters. Unable to contain the black wolf, several people rushed through the newly built snow wall and collapsed several areas.

Everyone was mixed together, and the archers couldn't fire their arrows. Then the brawl begins! Although the cavemen on the top of the mountain are brave, they are only seven or eight people after all, and they will be besieged no matter where they rush. Soon several people were injured and several wolves were killed.

The people on the hillside can be seen clearly, so they can still bear it. The other party can't even deal with seven or eight people, so what is there to be afraid of! Howling and screaming, they all rushed out one by one!

The one hundred and fifty archers brought by Luo Xiaofei came in handy. The archers fired a dense rain of arrows, and a large number of those in front fell down.

The caveman on the top of the mountain was really angry. He was blocked at the door of his home by a group of people and scolded him for a long time. He felt so wronged! Although there are archers shooting, they can't control that much. The two sides are only a few dozen meters away, so just rush over!

The first seven or eight people who were besieged were all killed! One hundred and fifty spearmen were arrayed in two rows, with archers in the rear row and on either side.

Luo Xiaofei stood in the middle holding a wooden stick as thick as a bowl, with a person protruding from the front. He had fought with Heavy Snow and realized the benefits of fighting with big wooden sticks - ordinary people couldn't get close and could only get beaten. Of course, the premise was that you were strong enough.

Soon the enemy rushed in front of him. He picked up the wooden stick and swept it across, causing a large piece to fall down! Another sweep, and another piece fell! He swept back and forth like this, guarding the front of the formation.

The cavemen on both sides went around, but there was no one in the middle, so they were separated into two places and were attacked mercilessly by the other party's spearmen.

Both warring parties were brave and tenacious, and they engaged in fierce hand-to-hand combat. The cavemen on the top of the mountain were furious, and they all rushed forward regardless of their own safety, showing amazing perseverance and bravery. They were completely different from the first time they were huddled in the ice wall.

In the ice and snow, the soldiers of the two teams fought fiercely. One of the spearmen slipped while dodging the attack. His mistake caused a flaw in the team's formation. The cavemen immediately seized the opportunity and launched a fierce attack. However, their opponents were well-trained and quickly adjusted their formations to attack their opponents with a more powerful attack.

The cavemen rushed forward in batches, but the more they rushed, the more they sacrificed, until there were no follow-up troops.

The once bustling battlefield was now filled with only the sound of wind and the occasional falling snowflakes. The air was filled with the smell of blood, and the fallen trees, broken bodies, and mottled blood formed a cruel and terrifying picture.

In the silence, only the wind whistled in my ears, as if whispering the cruelty of war. In the cold wind, the moans of the wounded and the cries of crows could be heard faintly, making people feel the indifference and ruthlessness of war even more.

Luo Xiaofei asked someone to do an inventory. More than 40 of his spearmen were killed and more than 70 were injured; more than 20 of his archers were killed and more than 30 were injured. The opponent's number was twice as many as his own, and his casualties were twice as high.

In the camp of the cavemen, only the old, young, sick and disabled were left. Among them was an old man wearing a feather crown with mountains painted on his face. He was the chief of the cavemen, Dashan.

"You despicable foreigner, how can you be embarrassed to challenge an old man like me? How dare you claim to be the King of Light! If my people hadn't listened to me and we had stuck to the village, you wouldn't have seen tomorrow. Rising sun."

A wise old man, a terrible opponent, but unfortunately a rotten tree, destined to dissipate in the dust. Luo Xiaofei didn't talk nonsense with him. The winner is a prince and the loser is a bandit. He has lost so many of his men and he must not show any kindness to the enemy.

According to local custom, the failed chief was lit with a sky lantern.