Take Baidu to the Wilderness

Faced with this situation, if you push the stone directly without using a catapult, the lethality will not decrease but increase.Originally, because throwing guns was not very useful, the eyes of the people who were short of weapons at this time lit up when they saw this, and they all picked up the stones piled up under their feet and smashed them down at the enemy.

The stones were big and small, and the huge boulder rolled down the city wall. Under the support of gravity, when the boulder rolled down quickly, it easily knocked down the beast climbing the wall.

After being hit, some beasts died immediately, while others dodged in time, only to be dragged down and suffer some injuries, but their lives were still alive.However, before these wild beasts got up again, the roaring boulder had already slammed down on them, not even leaving a whole body behind.

The wild beasts, large and small, that were climbing the city wall disappeared in an instant. Everyone's eyes lit up when they saw this, and women and children also picked up smaller stones and smashed them down at the target. The stone on the ground is much smaller, and the force to smash it down is not too great, but its power cannot be underestimated.

Small stones are small, but the accuracy is much higher. A stone the size of a flowerpot is thrown at the vital parts of the beast from top to bottom. Individuals smashed at the same beast.

Large numbers of beasts fell down.

The companions were unrecognizable, with bloody corpses. Under the washing of the rain, blood flowed from these corpses to the surviving beasts.

The hooves and claws were soaked in the bloody rainwater. Since the last defeat, the shame of being provoked by hunger and ants made the beasts lose their minds, and their eyes began to flash with clarity.

They began to realize that this group of people were not ants.

The herd began to riot. They did not care about the sacrifice of their companions, but they were afraid of their own death.And the group of people standing on the high wall in front of them already has the ability to threaten their own lives.

It makes them flinch a bit.

Reason tells them, danger, danger, fast back.Hunger and an instinct to tear apart the provocateurs keeps them going.The hooves kicked and scratched repeatedly on the ground, and most of the birds were shot to death by the strong bow. The few survivors withdrew their wings and fell into the pile of beasts, their wings fluttering restlessly.

Forward, or backward?

The beasts hesitated.

"howl!"

Suddenly there was a beast roar, and with the roar, a wolf-like animal with strange fur leaped out and stood at the front.

"No, it's the king of beasts. There is actually a king of beasts hidden in this group of beasts!"

The roar was not too loud, and it was almost inaudible submerged in the sound of rain and falling rocks breaking through the air.However, the person who keenly caught the sound was frightened and let go of the stone by mistake, almost hitting his own foot.

"Patriarch, it's the Wolfhawk. I can't hear it wrong, it's the cry of the Wolfhawk. The last time I encountered a Wolfhawk was four years ago, and only one of the team survived and I came back. .”

Hearing this, Tori put away his bow and arrow, wiped off the rain that had blurred his vision on his face, and looked carefully at the wolf eagle standing at the forefront of the herd.

Although the wolf eagle was tall and strong, it was still a bit smaller than the rumors.The wolf eagle beast is powerful but rare. It is the uncrowned king of beasts. Under its deterrence, it almost roars, and all beasts will follow.Fortunately, they are very rare, and there are not many of them, and they have always been active in the depths of the dense forest.

Tori has only heard of it: "Look carefully, is that Wolfhawk still underage?"

"It doesn't seem to be. It's a circle smaller than the one I met before." This guess made people feel a little relieved, but before they breathed a sigh of relief, everyone saw that as the roar fell, the eyes of the beast that had already retreated turned fierce again. stand up.Led by the Wolfhawk Beast, the frightened herd started a new round of attack.

"Quickly, hit the rock."

Stones of different sizes pushed or smashed down the ground, but they could barely block the opponent's footsteps.

The beasts in the front were crushed to death, and a batch of them will be added immediately behind, so they are not afraid of death.In the end, they even caught the pattern, or dodged left and right, or avoided by jumping and jumping.Among the ten stones, half of them have done useless work.

"No, if this continues, there will not be enough stones. And there are fewer and fewer big stones, and the small ones will always get out of the way."

There are many stones in the tribe, but there are not many stones that are suitable for fighting.And most of those stones are here, no matter how hard the logistics staff pick them up, they won't be able to pick up many.

Although there are fewer and fewer wild beasts still alive, most of the ones that survived the stone rain in front of them are strong and vigorous. avoidable.But such stones are much less than the number of beasts.

What's more, there is only a beast king full of attack power in the beast pile.

The clansmen were a little panicked, Yan Tu couldn't care about anything else, and opened Du/Niang to search desperately.What else could be their weapon instead of stone?

However, no matter how many keywords he changed, he still couldn't find it.Their current conditions are so simple that they can do anything they want.The weapons needed are large in quantity and extremely difficult to find.

As time passed, Yan Tu was almost desperate. Instead of continuing to waste time like this, it would be better to lift a stone and kill one more beast.

I typed the word 'Rolling Stone' without hope, planning to search for the last time and give up.

Sure enough, when Yan Tu was about to close the page, he suddenly found three rows of pictures of related weapons on the right side of the screen, and the first picture showed a slope with a huge piece of wood on it.There are two words written below the picture: rolling wood.

These two words are like a ray of light in the dark night, and the shade under the scorching sun instantly attracted Yan Tu.In such a primitive age, there is nothing to want, but there are many woods.

Yan Tu clicked in, looked at it quickly, and hurriedly ordered people to cut down trees.At the moment, I can't care about protecting the ecological environment. Fortunately, there are many trees around, and the age is also old. A thick tree is very impressive after cutting off the branches, and the two of them can't hold each other.Therefore, the amount that needs to be cut down is not much, and it should be able to be rescued by replanting afterwards.

Although the trunk is thick, it is easy to fight the enemy, but it is not easy to cut it down.Fortunately, in order to protect the clan's land, even if it was difficult, everyone gritted their teeth and persisted. The middle-aged men who had been hunting and working all year round, and their hands were full of calluses, all had blisters from grinding.

The blisters were blistered and worn out, and then worn out again. After a while, there was almost no good meat on my hands. Even if I didn't do anything, it hurts when I got wet from the rain, let alone felling hard.Even so, no one complained, let alone stopped.

Muka wanted to complain, but also wanted to be lazy and rest.But he just committed a crime before, and once he slack off a little bit, he will be warned by the people around him glaringly. In addition, when life and death are at stake, now is the critical time. In order to survive, he dare not stop at all, so he can only grit his teeth and persevere. go down.

Hard work always pays off, and the first logs were delivered to the ramparts.The log pushed down from the wall was more powerful than expected.

No matter how big the big stone is, it is no more than the height of one person. Two people with weak strength can lift it just right, and one person with strong strength can lift it up.Although the power of smashing it down is great, it is also limited.That's the total area. Even if the wild beasts gather together, a boulder can only hit two or three, but the log is different.

The shortest log is as long as two or three people stacked together, and the longest log is placed on the city wall, which is three quarters of the length of the wall.And/thick/and/long, this kind of wood was pushed down vigorously, rolled along the city wall, and rolled a long way on the flat ground after reaching the base of the wall, and it is unknown how many beasts it could crush along the way.

Section after section, roaring down, hardly giving the beast a chance to dodge.The wood is long, and it cannot be avoided.The speed of the roll was so fast that it was too late to run backwards.After a few waves, except for some beasts and birds that were good at jumping, they were all wiped out.

Such a result is gratifying, and the morale is immediately boosted. Even if the beast king is still alive, everyone has the courage to fight it.

The rolling logs pushed more and more, no matter how good the jumping beasts were, they had almost no chance to rest. Before they jumped over a section of logs and fell to the ground, before they had time to catch their breath, the next log was right in front of them.

At the back, even before jumping up and falling to the ground, the wood has already rolled over, and the surrounding things are directly involved.The rest of the beasts also began to suffer casualties. Many jumped up but hadn't reached a high enough height, and some fell down before jumping again. All of them were crushed by the wood under their bodies.

More and more beasts died, and finally only a few remained.The wolf eagle was also very tired, and it didn't have the strength to roar at all. After all, it was not yet an adult, and its deterrent power was there, but it was limited in the critical moment of life and death.

The death of the companions around was too miserable, the ground was covered with blood, and the rain couldn't cover the stench.The birds and beasts lost their vigor when looking at the tiger tribe members, and gradually became fearful.

That group of ants must be some kind of extremely powerful beast disguised to relax their vigilance.

Throw yourself into the trap.The wild beasts became more and more frightened, afraid that those people would tear off the camouflage and reveal their fangs and claws and rush down to tear them apart.After the roar of the wolf eagle could not be heard, another beast failed to jump up and was crushed to death. The birds and the rest of the beasts finally couldn't help but scatter and fled.

Before the Wolfhawk had time to be angry at the herd's disobedience, it discovered that the wild beasts trying to escape were caught up and crushed to death by the rolling logs the moment they turned around.Before he had time to rejoice that the traitor was punished, he saw those birds swooping down, grabbing the small dead beast on the ground with their sharp claws and trying to escape.In the next second, he was killed by a sharp arrow through his neck.

Originally, the birds had a chance to leave, but they were too greedy and wanted to take away the animal carcasses on the ground as rations before leaving.After a lot of physical strength is lost, the weight is carried, and the flying speed is slowed down.The difficulty of aiming and shooting is greatly reduced, and death is a matter of course.

The surrounding area is empty, with a dense forest behind, a high wall in front, and the corpses of other animals under their feet. The blood soaked the limbs, and there was a chill.

When it came, it was mighty, and now it is the only one left alive.

A log rolled towards it, and the Wolfhawk couldn't dodge it in time. It was about to be crushed by the log. When there was cheers on the city wall, it suddenly spread a pair of wings and flew up.