The war outside continued. Wu Zhongyuan was eager to leave here and ran east desperately after going out. In fact, he still had no sense of direction. The reason why he knew that he was running east was judged based on the direction of the door of the thatched hut. Unless someone likes to drink the northwest wind in winter, the door was usually designed to face the sun and face south.

Soon he ran to the side of the wall, which was more than two meters high, and there was a vast forest outside. As long as he ran out, he would be safe.

But when he ran here, he suddenly realized that he could not leave. This village was the village of the Xiong Tribe, that is, his village. As a new generation of King of Wu, how could he leave his tribe and escape alone?

No, you have to go back and lead your own tribe members to resist foreign enemies. This is what a leader should do.

Thinking of this, he turned around and walked back. It is still impossible to confirm the origin of the enemy. In ancient times, it was not like the modern times. It was extremely scarce and soldiers did not have a uniform uniform. It was difficult to determine their camp through their wear. It was probably possible after getting familiar with it, but he still couldn't see it.

Although he wanted to lead his tribe to fight, he was still very scared deep in his heart. Although he had killed someone, he was shot with a gun or unintentional. You should know that pulling the trigger and cutting off the other party's head with a sword are different things, and he is afraid that he will not be able to do it.

If he can take a step back, he will have to kill the opponent. He will not use swords at all. He will use light skills to escape, but if he takes the sword and chops it up randomly, he may still be the one who will die.

Just as I was worried, I saw an archer hidden behind a thatched hut not far away. The ancient archers were a bit similar to modern snipers. They rarely participated in the fight directly, and they were all hiding in the dark and fighting situation.

He can't use swords, but he can use bows and arrows. Wu Qi is the number one archer in the Bear Tribe. Sanhu has transferred all Wu Qi's bow techniques to him.

The mantis stalked the cicada, and the oriole was behind. The archer, with the cover of the hut and the wind and snow, frequently fired cold arrows from the dark to kill the residents of the village and protect the soldiers of the village. He never thought that someone would come from behind with the cover of the wind and snow. He was caught by the sight and turned around urgently. Wu Zhongyuan's fist had already arrived in front of him.

A heavy blow to the back of the head can knock a person out of his face. It is not easy to knock a person out of his face, but it can knock him out. Taking advantage of the archer's confusion, Wu Zhongyuan punched another punch. This time he hit the temple. Before he could knock it down, he punched him again and finally knocked him out.

Not only did he seize the other party's bow and arrow, he also took the opportunity to change his clothes. This person is relatively thin and he is wearing the clothes more appropriately.

There are dozens of arrows in the other party's archer's archer's archer's archer's archer's archer's archer's 100 bullets, and never eighty ones.

In addition to the bow and arrow, this person also carried a dagger on his body. Wu Zhongyuan grabbed the dagger but couldn't be cruel to cut the archer's neck. In fact, it was not that he was unruly, but that he was worried that killing someone was illegal.

Even though he knew that there was no legal constraint at this time, this deep-rooted idea was still difficult to change in a short period of time. Wu Zhongyuan gestured again and again, and finally put away his dagger, ran for more than ten meters, pulled out an arrow, and bent his bow and shot him to death.

The bow and arrow are in your hand, and there is no feeling of being strange. It is very familiar and very skillful. There is no need to aim at it at all. The size of the bow should be opened and the strength should be used. It has become an instinct that has become a kind of instinct. When you draw an arrow, you will hit every shot.

Due to the arrow wounds and bleeding, Wu Zhongyuan quickly overcomes his psychological barrier. At first, he hides in the dark and moves slowly from the periphery to attack the remaining archers. When most of the soldiers who use archers are shot and are shot, he comes out of the dark. At this time, the wind and snow have weakened and the vision is good. He can calmly observe and attack enemy soldiers. After calming down, he can already distinguish between the enemy and us. The hats worn by the enemy soldiers are different from those of their own soldiers, and the colors and styles of the clothes they wear are also nuanced.

The village is not large in size, and there are not many enemies attacking the village, with less than one hundred people. After shooting and killing more than twenty people, our side regained its disadvantages and began to counterattack.

No matter how nice it sounds, it is better to do something practical. Wu Zhongyuan proved his position with his practical actions. The woman in black who attacked him before was sure that he was his helper, but everyone was very concerned about him and couldn't figure out what his origin was.

Evil killing is cruel, but righteous killing is passionate. Seeing the murderers who harmed their tribesmen die one by one under his arrow, Wu Zhongyuan was both excited and excited. This was a perfect appearance and a good start.

Although he does not have Wu Qi's spiritual cultivation, he has Wu Qi's superb archery skills. Even in the chaotic pursuit, he can accurately hit the target, but his strength is insufficient and his shooting range is limited, so he cannot kill all the invading enemies.

As the saying goes, the defeat was like a mountain of defeat, the enemy was defeated and retreated, and the war ended soon. The surviving people, soldiers, and the woman in black gathered around Wu Zhongyuan and looked at him with doubtful and grateful eyes.

Being surrounded and watched by so many people made Wu Zhongyuan a little nervous and embarrassed, but he was more happy and excited.

The woman in black seemed to be the leader of this village. She ordered the surviving people and soldiers to clean up the battlefield and clean up the mess. Then, together with the few people left behind, she invited Wu Zhongyuan to a larger thatched hut to talk.

There is no place to cook or sleep in this hut. There is only a fire pit in the middle of the hut. There are some animal skins around it. It should be the place where the meetings are held in the village.

"Little brother, which village are you from?" The woman in black was older than Wu Zhongyuan, about twenty-three or four years old.

Wu Zhongyuan frowned slightly and did not answer the question of the woman in black.

"What's your name?" the woman in black asked again.

"My name is Zhongyuan." Wu Zhongyuan replied that Wu was his surname in modern times, but at this time it was a symbol of status and identity. Only royal families and warriors are qualified to have the word Wu before their names.

"Where are you from?" the woman in black asked again.

"It's a long way." Wu Zhongyuan said.

"You are not from our tribe?" the woman in black asked.

Wu Zhongyuan did not answer. This is just a village to which the Xiong Tribe belongs, not the capital of the Xiong Tribe. It is not advisable to disclose your identity before returning to the capital.

Seeing that Wu Zhongyuan was hiding something, the woman in black frowned slightly, and after exchanging glances with the other people around her, she said to Wu Zhongyuan, "If you hadn't pulled out your sword to help today, our village would have been destroyed by the enemy. You can stay in our village for a few days. I will report to Da Wu and win you a reward."

"I don't need a prize..." Wu Zhongyuan suddenly woke up when he said this, "What did you say? Da Wu?"

The woman in black nodded, "Da Wu, the king of our tribe."

"Isn't the Xiong Tribe without a king?" Wu Zhongyuan asked in confusion.
Chapter completed!