Return to Primitive Society and Become a Chief

Is melee invincible?

Ji Zei chanted these words lightly in his mouth, and as he read it, Ji Zei suddenly laughed.

Invincible in close combat, then you can't just fight with you personally.

Among other things, as long as the trebuchet is in hand, even if Hao is not dead or injured, he will have to weigh it when he comes out to commit a crime.

As for how to solve the problem, Ji Thief had already thought about it.

Although after defeating the Qingfeng tribe, the trebuchet could not be pulled out during the pursuit. At that time, Ha, but this does not mean that the thief is really not prepared.

Aren’t you good at breaking, but as long as you are not invulnerable, then I really don’t have to be afraid of you.

Why didn't Luo Cheng, the little war **** of silver spear and jade face in the Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties?

You can be strong.

You are fast enough to avoid arrows.

Then I'll pit you into the swamp pit and shoot with random arrows. What a simple thing.

As long as the mind does not slip, the solution is more than the difficulty.

Even when he was eating, Ji thief was thinking about how to die, if the latter knew about it, he might not vomit blood out of anger.

Of course, before vomiting blood, he should heal his fears first.

The camera was pulled over and placed in the gathering place of the Qingfeng tribe.

After being rescued by the tribe, Hu, whose temper was hard to resist the impact of the boulder, was placed on a relatively flat boundary. After the clansmen of the Qingfeng tribe dealt with the injuries on his arms, Bu immediately came up and asked concerned: " , How are you feeling?"

Li did not speak, closed his eyes and watched the tears flow. Up to now, he still felt that his arms were numb, without any feeling.

Although the people who helped him heal his injuries said that his arm was only slightly broken and he could recover by paying attention to self-cultivation, he did not think so.

He had raced against life and death for dozens of times during the day, but now in retrospect, he was all afraid.

He didn't know if his arm was still useful, even Li didn't know if he was still useful.

In the past, he relied on courage to run wild and never suffered a big loss.

However, when he came to a large mountain range, the Ji thief first almost died with fire attack and sneak attack. After finally recovering, he almost died under the boulder today.

For this, Li just wanted to say that it is too difficult for himself.

With fear in his heart, Li loses the indomitable confidence of the past.

He now has a decadent face, almost like eating and waiting to die.

After a long period of time, the frightened Li did not dare to show his head, and even dared not even mention the word revenge for Atu, until the Qingfeng tribe, before he was shot to death by random arrows, was sure that he did not When the trebuchet followed and chased down the Ji thief, it only took a flash to regain such a short self-confidence.

Of course, this is something later.

Seeing Li's depressed appearance, Bu gritted his teeth bitterly, stood up and said: "Damn it, how did Ji Thief throw the boulder so far?"

No one spoke, their heads lowered, and they looked terrified.

It's no wonder that even the most recognized as the strongest hu of the tribe has been beaten like this, who has the courage to stand up?

Among the crowd, Ah Zhi suddenly thought of the trebuchet that Ji thief had lied about when he got out when he surrounded Ji thief at the entrance of a large mountain range.

At the moment, Azhi tentatively spoke to Bu, and said, "My patriarch, is it a trebuchet?"

Bu froze for a moment: "Catapult?"

Azhi nodded: "Yes, Lord Patriarch, Ji Thief said before, did you forget?"

After Azhi reminded him, Bu remembered that this thing did exist.

She gritted her teeth: "But, isn't that a lie by the thief? How could there be such a thing?"

Azhi shook his head, and then said: "Master Patriarch, is it true? Call the monkey and the Mulian and ask if you know? They both had contact with the Ji thief, they must know, maybe, Mulian still has a solution."

As soon as he said this, Bu just woke up and said quickly: "Yes, yes, hurry, Zhuya, go call them both."

Zhuya agreed, turned around and left.

He searched outside for a long time, and finally saw two people who had just put on animal skins in a piece of grass.

"What are you doing here? The patriarch calls you." Zhu Ya looked at Erren Dao.

The two men who had just done bad things flushed, nodded a little uneasily, and hurriedly agreed, and followed Zhuya.

When the two of them came to Bo, Bo was already waiting impatiently and looked back at them: "Why is it so late?"

Zhu Ya just wanted to say, for fear that it was the monkey who was exposed to his own affairs, he took a step forward and said, "The patriarch, you called us to come over, what's the matter?"

Bu frowned and glanced at the Mao Monkey, then turned his eyes to Mulian's body.

The latter shook his heart and immediately became restrained.

"Mulian."

"Yes, Lord Patriarch, I am here." Mulian quickly agreed.

The sermon continued: "You saw it when you attacked the Lihuo tribe today."

Mulian nodded hurriedly. She was by Bu's side at the time. She naturally observed the battlefield situation.

Bu followed up and asked: "Let me ask you, how did the Lihuo tribe throw out such a big stone? Besides, dozens of them were thrown out in one breath? The thief lied to me before that they had trebuchets, which is true. Or is it fake?"

Mulian didn't even think about it: "Really."

Ah Zhi nodded, and said that it was true.

Bu's face suddenly turned pale.

Mulian thought she had said something wrong, so she was so frightened that she didn't dare to breathe.

After a long time, Bu's face improved slightly. He looked at Mulian and asked, "So, what kind of weapon is this trebuchet?"

Mulian patted her chest, breathed a sigh of relief, and thought about it for a while, then said: "The trebuchet was a weapon made by the thief when he was in the Frost Valley Tribe. It was with this that he persuaded 22 people in the large mountain range at that time Tribal patriarch, let everyone unite and attack the Black Mountain tribe..."

Before Mulian finished speaking, Bu directly interrupted her with a wave of his hand: "I don't want to listen to this. I just ask you, can this thing really make more than 300 steps?"

Mulian looked at the cloth strangely, and said that you have seen the situation today. The trebuchet was hit by the trebuchet after the ran to 350 steps. Do you still have to ask me about this obvious thing?

I wanted to return to it, but Mulian did not dare to ask this sentence.

She answered honestly, saying: "When Ji Thief showed us the trebuchet, he said that this weapon can hit a distance of about four hundred steps at most, and it is very powerful."

Bu's face became difficult to look once again, and he asked Mulian, "Then, would you make this kind of weapon?"

Mulian was stunned. It took a long time before she lowered her head and said: "This, this kind of weapon can only be made by Ji Zei and his engineering department, and the entire mountain range is only available in the Lihuo tribe."

For the first time, I learned of the existence of the Engineering Department from Mulian, and he was taken aback: "Engineering Department, what is that?"

Hearing that Mulian screamed, he explained it to Bu.

She briefly explained the fifteen departments of the Lihuo tribe. In addition, she told the cloth in the northern fortress to resist the Qingfeng tribe. Among the fifteen departments, they were military, military, and military.

The first time I heard of such a way to manage the tribe’s cloth, I was a little surprised, and said: "So, you don't know how to do a trebuchet?"

Mulian nodded: "Yes, and today, the middle-aged man who was standing on the cross bridge and commanded the trebuchet to attack Master Li is Usma, the head of the engineering department."

Hearing this, the lion who was lying on the ground vomited a big mouthful of blood.

At this time, everyone didn't know. Then, in the days before the Qingfeng tribe was defeated, the name Usma once became a nightmare for the hu.

The trebuchet also naturally became his psychological shadow.

Hastily asked the tribe to soothe the wounds, Bu turned his head and looked at Mulian and asked: "Since you can't make a trebuchet, can you solve the trebuchet? How about using a larger wooden sign?"

Mulian looked at the cloth: "···"

Under Bu's expectant eyes, Mulian shook his head for half a day: "Even if the wooden sign is enlarged, it cannot stop the attack of the trebuchet. This weapon is the big killer of the Ji thief. No solution!"