Reborn stone tools to farm

"Whoosh!"

The stone arrow clusters shot fiercely at the enemy, and in mid-air, the two-finger-wide spear passed by with stronger force, piercing into the chests of the soldiers who were unable to dodge.

The battle is imminent!

Without having time to take care of the fallen comrades around them, the archers shot arrows one after another, and three waves of arrows were fired in just a few tens of seconds, while the people of the Stone Tribe seemed to be desperate for their lives, shouting loudly the moment they threw their spears. He rushed over here.

With a soft "poof", the arrow pierced into the undefended body of the Stone Tribe warrior, and the force within the effective range did not see any weakening impact on his body and he fell backwards. Those who charged forward were stepped on by pairs of soles.

At first glance, the number of opponents is at least twice that of Tang Zheng!

"Archers back up! Soldiers turn around and charge!" Tang Zheng yelled loudly. She didn't often go into battle in person and rushed forward eagerly. The heart in her chest was beating violently. To the front of the scene!

The momentary panic was controlled by obedience. Several team leaders responded quickly and spread out to the two sides to hedge against the enemy. The dense crowd was like three torrents. They were less than ten meters away from the archers. The places collided violently, and the sound of fighting was loud.

"Rush to me! Rush over!" Yan yelled from behind, and the Shi tribe kept attacking the defense line with the advantage of numbers, trying to break through the splint in front.

The wooden shields were lined up against the opponent's body that was constantly pushing forward, and the spears stabbed out from above obliquely, blood splattered everywhere.However, these couldn't stop the madness of this group of savages. The stone ax hit the shield with a "thump" sound. They kept attacking with their flesh and blood, and soon a weak point of the shield wall was broken through!Like an open dam, the flood water pours backwards!

"Hold it!" Zhizhi shouted loudly, using his shoulders against the shield to resist the pressure from the opposite side. The repeated impacts made his arms numb, so he could only lean his body and use all his strength to resist.

The people in the rear quickly filled the vacancy, and some soldiers even discarded their stone axes and picked up the shields of fallen comrades to consolidate the defense line. The front line was closed again, and the battlefield was split into two pieces.

The stone tribe warriors who rushed in attacked both sides at the same time. The archers put their longbows back behind their backs and drew their stone axes for hand-to-hand combat.As a long-range unit, the women are not timid at all, they are even more ruthless, and the heat of the battle has increased.

The unarmed Wu people were particularly conspicuous in the chaotic battlefield, and soon the enemy found this group of lambs who were the most vulnerable, and the attack began to tilt to this side.

The women behind them were so frightened that their legs were weak, and the older ones held up the stone axes timidly, while the few who had just entered the clan and hadn't been out much were hugging each other tremblingly.Jing Hu was in front of them, her usual serious expression when she was nervous made her look calmer, and she led them back as far as possible.Can't help, at least can't hold back anymore.

The soldiers who were specially responsible for protecting them resisted the enemy's attack. Some clansmen noticed the situation here and joined in, but they still showed signs of decline.

"Jing!"

As soon as Tang Zheng squeezed out of the crowd, he saw a heavy stone ax about to chop Jing, the blade of the ax was carrying a strong wind, and the sound of piercing through the air was shocking, passing by Jing dangerously and dangerously, also like passing by Tang Zheng's heart agitated both of them with a chill behind their backs.

Before he had time to think, Tang Zheng swept around, pulled out the spear stuck in the ground, and rushed towards the opponent.

"what!!!"

Speeding up a few steps, the sharp spear tip pierced the opponent's abdomen, and then pierced through the other side. The spear body nearly one meter in front was completely submerged, and Tang Zheng bumped into his body and rushed several meters away.

"careful!"

Jing's terrified voice came from behind, and Tang Zheng subconsciously rolled forward with a short body, his posture was ugly, but it was nothing compared to the heartbeat of the strong wind blowing across his back.

The sneak attacker failed to succeed with one blow, so he took a step forward, and the stone ax struck Tang Zheng who was lying on the ground again. Tang Zheng turned over and rolled again, and the stone ax hit her where she was lying.

The extreme environment stimulated Tang Zheng. She climbed up from the ground with her hands and feet, grabbed the spear on the previous corpse, held the end and with the force of pulling out, she threw a scarlet full moon in the air, and turned around fiercely. Slammed hard on the enemy who had just straightened up.Immediately afterwards, he pulled the spear back to his side and grasped it steadily, and when he took a step, he stabbed again. The spear pierced into the opponent's wide-open chest, splashing blood on Tang Zheng's face.

"Heh...heh..." Tang Zheng panted heavily, her chest heaving violently, her hands still pressed against the spear with the same strength, and the man below held the spear on his chest and struggled continuously until he was silent Tang Only then did Zheng let go of his hand.Turning around and sweeping away, the clansmen had come to support them, and the enemy was pushed back again.

After a short period of chaos, even though the number was only half of the opponent's, with excellent equipment and special combat training, the Wood tribe regained the upper hand.

"Follow me." Tang Zheng pulled Jing's hand with a sullen face, and led the Wu tribe to retreat to the end of the battlefield. The warm blood on her face had cooled down quickly, stretching her skin, and her sense of smell and touch made her extremely nervous. discomfort.

In the end, it was a group of mobs, and the stone tribe mixed with a large number of slaves began to retreat steadily.Seeing that the situation was not good, Yan thought of retreating, and shouted: "Retreat! Quickly retreat!"

Before the person in front moved, she had already run backwards.Seeing this, the warriors of the Stone Tribe in front of the front line immediately gave up resistance, and chased after their patriarch and began to escape.

When they ran down the hillside, their backs were completely exposed to the sight of the archers. Several waves of arrows left many people behind, and they didn't stop until they ran behind another hillside.

"Don't chase! Kill all the ones in the middle!" Tang Zheng issued an order in time to stop the formation that started to scatter.

The enemies caught in the middle had nowhere to escape, and had no choice but to resist the all-out attack from both sides, and were wiped out in an instant.

The entire hillside was soaked in blood, the blood color spread downward like countless vines, and there were piles of corpses everywhere, the visual impact was stronger than ever.The dead clansmen were dragged out one by one. The death of more than forty people was not directly proportional to the nearly three hundred killings, but Tang Zheng still felt that the loss was heavy. It was the first time that such a large number of deaths had occurred.

There was a muffled thunder in the sky, which indicated that the thunder season had come, and the continuous rainstorm was coming, and no matter what to do after that, it would become extremely difficult.After hastily burning and collecting the ashes of the clansmen, the wounded soldiers were initially cleaned up and bandaged, rested overnight, and began their return journey.

Hurrying quickly, they finally returned to the clan before the heavy rain came down.

The pouring rain made the roof crackle, making the house even more quiet.

Tang Zheng sat on the threshold and filed the wood in her hands. The bumps and holes were hard to see. If it wasn't for her steady hand, which was neither light nor heavy, it would have been more like a derivative product for venting.Jing sat in the room and sorted out her bamboo slips without saying a word, briefly recording the previous treatment of the soldiers' injuries.

This situation seems to be the same as usual, but Tang Zheng's expressionless face can be seen a little unusual.

They had an argument for the first time in five years.

It was inevitable for the two of them to have bumps in their lives, and there were some small quarrels, but this was the first time that such a cold war lasted for a few days. They were at a stalemate, and neither side had the slightest intention of giving in.

With an insignificant sigh, Tang Zheng put down the things in his hand, patted the sawdust-covered trouser legs and got up to cook.

On the night when she returned to the clan, all the negative emotions caused by the previous battlefield caused her to explode. At first, Jing was not allowed to enter the battlefield. Out of the clan.

The stove was ignited, Tang Zheng squatted on the ground and let the sparks splash out to her feet, she didn't hide, her eyes were empty, she didn't know what she was thinking, until there was a crisp sound of "bang", the glass placed on the stove Clay pots burst due to prolonged dry cooking.

"Cough, cough..." The debris smashed into the stove from above, and Tang Zheng was splashed with ash and charcoal all over his head and face, coughing and patted the red charcoal on his body.

Although it was raining loudly outside, the sound of the frying pan still reached Jing's ears. Anticipating that something must have happened, she hurried towards the kitchen, and when she entered the door, she saw Tang Zheng, who was disheveled and slapped around. .

Realizing that someone was coming at the door, Tang Zheng looked up and wanted to say something, but remembering that he was still in a cold war, he swallowed the words back, turned sideways with a tiger's face, and continued to slap the dust on his body.

It seemed that nothing was wrong, Jing was relieved and wanted to laugh, and stepped forward to pat those places that Tang Zheng couldn't reach, and the smile on his face had all subsided within just a few steps.

Tang Zheng lowered her head and let Jing clean up the dust on her head. The hand hanging by her side was tightly clenched, and she warned herself: Don't let yourself hold onto it for nothing.But it seems that it has been a whole, oh no, I haven't been close for more than two days!

Just when Tang Zheng's willpower was on the verge of collapse, Jing Xiang took a step back and said in a flat tone, "Boil some water and wash your hair."

"En." Tang Zheng hummed a short syllable from her nose, and she was even relieved when Jing went out, followed by a burst of discouragement, always feeling that she was torturing herself.

The debris in the stove was pulled out with a wooden stick, and a new pottery pot was put on the stove. Standing in front of the stove, Tang Zheng stared at the pot again, fortunately this time it was filled with water.

The negative emotions caused by a large number of clan casualties and the first murder have faded a lot these days. To be honest, what made her burst out more was the scene when the stone ax hit Jing, and her heart suddenly jumped. Thinking about the sudden feeling now makes it difficult to breathe, that's why he quarreled with Jing so harshly, and didn't prepare her to go out again.

Calm down, Tang Zheng knew that she had gone too far, but she didn't want to compromise at all. If the ax hadn't passed by dangerously at the beginning, what would happen later... The thought just touched this idea , Tang Zheng supported the stove top, opened his mouth slightly and let out a slightly heavy breath, and a little cold sweat began to break out on his forehead.

The hands that were propped on the table were gradually exerted, and the knuckles were slightly white. Looking at his reflection in the tumbling soup, Tang Zheng frowned slightly, and warned himself that he must not compromise.

"Is it ready?"

Jing's voice came suddenly, Tang Zheng was a little dazed for a moment, and the expression of looking up was a little dazed, which made Jing couldn't hold back his laughter for a while.

"Is it ready?" Jing asked again patiently, holding back a smile.

Maybe it's been "too long" since I saw Jing Xiao, Tang Zheng's thoughts drifted a little, and she turned away awkwardly and replied, "Okay."

The author has something to say: that blood-boiling feeling... ah... I can't...