Primitives are stunned

Chapter 680 The Smart Old Village Chief

To be honest, it happened so suddenly that no one expected it.

Although the clansmen of Jiulong Village have certain precautions against these people from other villages.

But the direction of defense is to worry about them stealing vegetables and weapons.

But no one was ever worried, they dared to attack themselves.

This. This. This shit is not logical!
You only have 1000 people, how could you dare to beat me Huaxia?

Among other things, when fighting head-on, as long as we keep a distance, my twenty urban management troops can beat your shit out. Why do you dare to attack us?
Just because it happened so suddenly, the people in Jiulong Village were not prepared at all.

Given the superiority in numbers, even the warning signal was not released, basically the whole village was taken down.

During this period of time, the people of Zhao Village did not do their homework for the people of Jiulong Village in vain.

At least they know that Jiulong Village has tamed the giant clawed dragon. Once someone rides the giant clawed dragon to escape and report the news, it will not be so smooth to attack other villages in Hwaseong.

Therefore, as soon as they started, the people of Zhao Village, who had been prepared for a long time, directly blocked all the roads.

In addition, Jiulong Village was caught off guard by a targeted attack, so the entire Jiulong Village was attacked, and no news was sent out.

It is also living in the wilderness, and in the battle between villages, the winning side, generally speaking, will kill the old and weak of the losing side, because it is useless for them to keep them.

Although the people of Zhao Village caught Jiulong Village by surprise and relied on their superiority in numbers and youth, they were not without casualties.

The four archers who stayed behind in the village shot and killed more than 20 people in Zhao Village in this battle.

Sitting in the open space in the middle of Zhao Village, Zhao Long, who was eating dragon meat, looked suspiciously at the bow and arrow made of wooden sticks and ropes in his hand, very curious about how it killed so many people.

On the other side, more than 300 people from Jiulong Village knelt together in a black mass.

The rest of the tribe either died in the short battle just now, or were directly slaughtered.

Two or three miles outside Jiulong Village, the more than 1 people who want to join Huaxia have no idea what happened in the village until now.

"Old man, come here!" Zhao Long held a bow and arrow and waved to the head of Jiulong Village, not knowing how to use it.

"You will suffer retribution! Once my Patriarch Wang Hao finds out about this, the urban management army will roar past, and your Zhao village will be destroyed!" The head of Jiulong Village was hit by a stone ax, and the blood is still there. The flow doesn't stop.

"That's a lot of nonsense!" Zhao Long stood up, kicked the old village head, and then asked him with a bow and arrow: "How to use this thing? Also, how many of these things do you have in Huacheng? "

"Let me tell you, you are all dead! None of you will survive!" Although the old village chief was being driven, he still spoke very hard.

Seeing that he was not cooperating, Zhao Long gestured with his eyes, and a clansman behind the old village chief was pulled out by them and smashed his head with a stone axe.

"Let me ask again, how to use this thing?" Zhao Long took a bite of the dragon meat and continued to ask.

The old village chief didn't want to answer, but behind him, there are so many clansmen.

Therefore, he could only suppress the anger in his heart, and then succumbed to Zhao Long and said, "Give me the bow, and I will show it to you!"

"Old man, I warn you, don't mess around, otherwise, I will let all your clansmen be buried with you!" Zhao Long said.

He has already experienced the power of bow and arrow.

If they hadn't surrounded the entire Jiulong Village inadvertently, attacking back and forth, perhaps these bows and arrows in Jiulong Village would have caused them more damage.

But now, the people in Jiulong Village have been subdued, and Zhao Long is not afraid of the old village chief's tricks. After all, after observation, they have discovered that this kind of bow and arrow can only attack straight and cannot turn.

"I want that red arrow!" the old village head said.

Zhao Long nodded, motioning for his clansmen to pass it over.

"I still want fire!" the old village head continued.

After thinking about it, Zhao Long agreed to the old village chief's request.

Holding half of the burning wood, the old village chief ignited the fuse of the signal arrow, waited for two seconds, and shot it towards the sky.

The red signal arrow exploded a cloud of red mist in the air, which did not disperse for a long time.

The sound of the explosion startled Zhao Long and the others, but the explosion happened in the air, so they didn't care.

It's just that Zhao Long and the others are full of joy for this kind of bow and arrow.

They never thought that they would gain such a big gain from capturing Jiulong Village this time.

This kind of weapon can be seen by everyone as powerful, not to mention that dozens of soldiers died on bows and arrows just now.

Zhao Long felt that if their soldiers could be equipped with a bow and arrow, then in the future, they would probably be invincible except for high-level creatures in the Great Wilderness.

"Old man, how many of these things do you have in your village? How many do you have in Huacheng? Show us how to use it again, and use it slowly this time, and teach us how to use it!" Zhao Long quickly swallowed the dragon meat in his mouth , said in surprise.

"There are many such things in our village. There is a hole in the hut over there, and there are many red arrows, yellow arrows and white arrows in it. You send someone to take them out. I Teach you how to use it!" The old village chief looked at Zhao Long calmly and said.

When the signal arrow was released, the old village chief knew that people like Zhao Long were dead.

When the people in Jiulong Village plowing the land outside saw the signal, they would definitely pass on the news. As soon as the army came, their mere thousand people would know what despair is.

Signal arrows were shot out one after another, and the sky over Jiulong Village became colorful and beautiful.

The four bows and arrows were rushed by Zhao Long and the others, and they all felt extremely novel.

Looking at the colorful sky, they all became excited.

And it just so happened that at this moment, Wang Hao, riding a Tianshi, arrived not far from Jiulong Village.

From a long distance, Wang Hao saw the signal arrows constantly exploding over Jiulong Village.

Signal arrows with various meanings were shot all over the sky, making it completely unclear what happened.

And just so, on the asphalt road below, a clansman with a hoe was running wildly.

And the direction he came from seemed to be from Jiulong Village.

Wang Hao motioned for Tianshi to land, blocking the way of the clansman.

Wang Hao's Tianshi has long been the signature of Huaxia.

And Wang Hao's attire also made this clansman recognize his identity immediately.

Before Wang Hao could say anything, the clansman knelt down on the asphalt road, and cried loudly, "Clan leader! Those people from other villages attacked the village!"

(End of this chapter)