I am a Primitive Man

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.

The bow and arrow team and the sling team, also wearing rattan armor and rattan helmet, are 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 very 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 touch it, the faster you will die.

Get ready! Let go!

The neat team pushed forward, 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 walking forward a few steps with a 'kill' sound, those people holding the long daggers, accompanied by the word 'kill' in their mouths, stabbed the long daggers 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!

Some people felt fear and shock, while others were trembling with excitement. Looking at the silent army formation, they were full of longing, and felt that the blood all over their bodies was boiling.

This is a feeling that they couldn't experience when they were hunting. This feeling is called blood, and it is a bit over the top.

stand at attention!

Relax!

Look to the right!

Look ahead!

stand at attention!

Han Cheng put down the gong and came to the front of the silent army formation, and shouted a series of passwords that the old primitive people could not understand.

Just when they were still confused about the meaning of the series of commands shouted by the Son of God, something that surprised them happened.

After retreating, the team seemed a little scattered, but after Shenzi yelled these words that they couldn't understand, they moved quickly, and after a while, they became orderly again, as orderly as before they marched.

It was surprising enough that such a thing happened, but then, the old primitive people discovered something even more surprising to them.

The performance this time is not as good as in the previous training! How much do we practice this kind of army formation? Why can't we advance and retreat in an orderly manner until now?!

Han Cheng looked at the crowd and questioned loudly. There were some complacent people in the beginning, but the complacency in his heart disappeared in an instant. They stood there like children who had made a mistake, not daring to meet Han Cheng's eyes.

Train more in peacetime and bleed less in wartime! How many times have I said this? Why can't I remember?!

Now, let's spread out and punish each person with fifty push-ups!

After Han Cheng finished the training, he announced the punishment.

After such a punishment was spoken out, everyone in the army breathed a sigh of relief. Compared with punishments such as push-ups and running, they were more afraid of the reprimand from the Son of God.

So they spread out one by one, bent down, and pressed their palms in the snow nest to do it quickly. After a while, people who finished finishing started to call reports one after another, and then got up.

After training for a long time, even animals can understand some passwords. For example, most of the deer and donkeys in the tribe now, after harnessing them to the cart, they only need to say: Ha! People use whips and the like to drive them away, and they will move forward with all their strength.

The training of these military formations of the Qingque Tribe has been going on for several years one after another. In addition, everyone is very convinced of Han Chengdu and takes things very seriously, so the sudden suddenness at this time seems very abrupt. It's unreasonable, but after careful consideration, you will find that such a result is not unexpected at all.

On the contrary, after such a long period of training, it is unreasonable to have not achieved the current result.

The old primitives, who were already shocked, now have their mouths wide open, with dull expressions on their faces.

This... how could this be like this?

This frightened them so much that they would be reprimanded by the Son of God when they could not get up.

Is this not good? What kind of applause is that!

After living in the Qingque Tribe for a few days, the old primitive people who thought their psychological endurance had been greatly enhanced, felt that they were being rubbed against the floor over and over again.

Of course, Han Cheng didn't do this on purpose to pretend to be coercive in front of these two tribes. The main reason was to prevent these people from being too proud.

Only when the requirements for them are strict, can they do better and be more able to comply with orders and prohibitions.

Disband!

After everyone finished their push-ups and ordered the team to be organized, Han Cheng gave the order to disband. The first and most important sport of the sports meeting - the military drill ended.

The scattered soldiers went back to remove their armor one after another. In this gap, the women of the Qingque tribe entered the field, and began to kick the shuttlecock in groups of ten.

These shuttlecocks are made of chicken feathers or goose feathers. The feathers on them have been dyed with pigments. They look quite beautiful. As everyone kicks them, they look like beautiful butterflies. Flying up and down in the air.

After the army drill was over, as the shuttlecock kicking competition kicked off, the field that had seemed solemn before was soon filled with jubilation.

One hundred and thirty one! One hundred and thirty two!...

The shuttlecock kicking game reached a critical moment. After two rounds of competition, the top eight were selected.

What is going on now is to rank the top eight, and then distribute rewards according to the ranking.

Now the shuttlecock kicker is Bai Xuemei, the daughter-in-law of two children, who is very talented in many things, such as kicking shuttlecock at this moment.

There was a circle of people around them, and they counted in unison, leaving enough space.

At this moment, these women have given up the idea of ​​competing for the first place, and they all want to see how many times Bai Xuemei can kick.

Two hundred and one, two hundred and two, two hundred... oh...

When the count reached more than two hundred, it seemed that the shuttlecock that grew on Bai Xuemei's feet fell to the ground, and everyone let out a long sigh of regret.

Seeing the beaming Bai Xuemei holding the shuttlecock, Han Cheng couldn't help sniffling. It seemed that he was not wronged at all when he was crushed by his own mother-in-law's strength. This is the horror of talented players!

Get ready! Run!

On the edge of the runway that had been cleared in advance and circled with lime powder, Han Cheng gave an order and at the same time beat the gong vigorously, and the thirty people who were ready ran away.

Among them, the most eye-catching performance is the old primitive man of the Wind Tribe.

Because he hadn't been exposed to this kind of running competition before, he was obviously half a beat slow at the start.

But the king is the king, even if he starts late, it is still not comparable to a group of bronzes, and the next is the old primitive man with old legs and not old, and the perfect show of superman all the way.

After reaching the finish line 300 meters away, the old primitive man who started last was already far ahead.

Seeing such a scene, Han Cheng's eyes widened. It seemed that what this guy said was true when he successfully escaped from the pursuit of the Teng Snake Tribe.

If it wasn't for the fact that there was a long-legged man in his own tribe, then everyone in the tribe would have been overwhelmed by the strength of this old primitive man who seemed to be old but ran surprisingly fast this time.

Ha ha……

The old primitive man who successfully participated in the Qingque Tribal Games and got the second place was all smiles.

fall!

The second senior brother half-armed the waist of the guy in front of him, and held the guy's arm with the other hand, exerting all his strength, and at the same time stretched out one leg to grab the guy's leg, and with a low shout, this and his The wrestlers fell in response.

Duk, duk, duk...

Here, where the archery competition is held, people line up in a row and shoot arrows at the target in front of them.

Feathered arrows flew out one after another and hit the target with a loud sound.

There are a lot of people participating in the archery competition, because in the tribe, except for those who are too young, almost no one knows how to archery. Even Han Cheng, who is not very talented in sports, can draw two arrows with his bow when he is fine. .

The archery target is similar to the archery target that is common in later generations. The center of the archery target is marked with a red center, followed by concentric circles.

People who participate in archery, each with ten arrows, see who hits the target more times and has a better number of rings.

Compared with the running competition, the outcome of the archery competition is easier to determine, because you can clearly see how many arrows are shot and the number of rings.

But running is out of the question.

Because there is no stopwatch in the tribe.

It is also realistic to let everyone run together, because there are too many people participating in the tribe, and this is a short and medium sprint, not an extraordinary marathon, so it can only be done in batches.

Although Han had divided each group as much as possible when forming groups, the preliminary competition was divided into five groups before it was completed.

In order to decide the ranking, Han Cheng also spent a lot of thought.

In the end, it was decided to select the top ten of each group, and after breaking up, they will participate in the rematch in groups of twenty-five.

Then the top ten of these two groups will be drawn out and divided into one group for the final.

Of course, this method is not very good. After all, there are strengths and weaknesses between groups. People who are assigned to groups with more strong people will definitely suffer some losses.

However, because Han Cheng directly increased the number of people in each group to participate in the rematch to ten, this unfairness in the grouping can be reduced as much as possible.

After all, no matter whether they are assigned to a strong group or a weak group, if they cannot even make it into the top ten, it is impossible to achieve good results in the semi-finals and finals.

After a long period of competition, the results of the archery competition finally came out, and the one who won the first place was a man named Shouhou.

This guy used to be a slave of the Soaring Snake Tribe. Last year, because of his outstanding performance, Han Cheng relieved him of his status as a slave, and became a second-level citizen of the Qingque Tribe, thus entitled to access to various weapons in the tribe.

Thin Monkey is very talented in archery, otherwise he would not have won the first place in the archery competition in just one year.

The thin monkey who won the first place couldn't hold back the smile on his face. Although he knew that the reason why he was able to get the first place was because Junior Brother Sha didn't come back to participate in the competition in Tongshan, but in his heart The happiness is still not lacking at all.

After all, he has only been practicing bow and arrow for a year, and he is already very satisfied with such achievements.

You know, archery is the competition with the largest number of participants!

what!

what!

In a field covered with a thick layer of snow and nothing planted, more than 20 sledges with the same load and weight were lined up. On each of the sledges was a donkey that was driven by a person. Or a deer.

Following Han Cheng's order, the excellent drivers in these tribes shook the reins one by one, waved their whips, shouted loudly and urged the animals pulling the carts to move forward, and started the drag racing journey in the primitive era , although this is a car without wheels...

Han Cheng couldn't help smiling when he saw the snow-splashing sledges moving forward under the control of the drivers.

It is not Han Cheng's bad taste to organize races like drag racing in this era, but a very necessary thing.

Fighting in winter is the best time for Han Cheng to set out for possible future wars in the tribe.

It was precisely because of this that Han Cheng put the tribe's sports meeting after Luoxue.

And to launch a war in winter, the sharp weapon of sledge is absolutely indispensable, and it is not surprising that there are all competitions with sledges.

Compared with the race between people, the sledge race is more eye-catching.

The people scattered around ran in the direction of the sledge, while shouting there, full of speed and passion.

Many people are regretting why they didn't think about learning to drive a car before, otherwise they would be able to drive the animals on the sledge and drive wildly in the snow with these people now.

Looking at this scene, Han Cheng suddenly understood why many people like racing cars...

Competitions are going on one after another, and unmatched passion and vitality appear in the silver-clad world.

When the sky was about to darken, the last event of the Qingque tribe's first sports meeting was completely over.

The awards were not carried out immediately, because it was getting late. In addition to the awards, some slaves who performed outstandingly during the year had to be released from slave status, and the Qingque tribe's citizenship certificates should be granted in public.

Some outstanding second-level citizens also need to go further and become first-level citizens of the Qingque Tribe.

It will take a lot of time to arrange these things, so Han Cheng put all these on the next day.

That night, the aftertaste of the sports meeting had not dissipated. Lying on the warm kang, many people did not feel sleepy.

Everyone was talking about what happened at today's sports meeting with great enthusiasm, and talking about those unforgettable things.

Some people are regretting, saying what would happen if they didn't make mistakes, and make up their minds to practice hard in the future.

Those who got a good ranking and confirmed that they will win the prize tomorrow are mostly excited and looking forward to the early arrival of tomorrow.

Bigfoot is also too excited to sleep, and tomorrow he will officially become a citizen of the tribe!

The next day, just after dawn, people from the Qingque tribe got up, and there were quite a few people who got up.

Everyone began to prepare for today's award ceremony and the ceremony of joining the Qingque Tribe...

The sun shines through the clouds, leaving beams of light in the air, very beautiful, like a searchlight, and one of them fell on the Qingque flag and the high platform under the Qingque flag, casting The flag, the high platform, and the giants of the Qingque tribe, Han Cheng, Wu, and the big brother sitting on the high platform, were all enveloped in it, which looked extremely magical.

The people gathered in Qingque Square were all stunned, and the two people from Feng Tribe and Neighboring Feng Tribe were even more stunned.

Wu, the old magician, was so excited that his whole body was trembling.

Son of God! Son of God!

The old god stick who had never been taken care of by the gods in his life, his lips were trembling with excitement, pointing at this miraculous scene, facing Han Cheng, he couldn't say anything except shouting 'Son of God'.

The rest of the tribe also shouted after Wu at this time, and they all looked at Han Cheng with reverence and extreme respect in their eyes.

Such a miraculous scene must be because of the Son of God!

Otherwise, why have they never seen such a spectacle before? And this beam of light still covers the place where the Son of God is? !

Seeing everyone's respectful and fanatical gazes, the corners of Han Cheng's mouth couldn't help twitching. It was really just a matter with an extremely small probability, but now he happened to meet him, and he still did it in front of him. The faces of so many people.

This is really, you can't pretend to be X if you don't want to!

Could it be that this is the aura of the protagonist?