Chapter 41
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"Protective walls, javelins, stones..." Mu Feng muttered softly.
What he has to do now is to try his best to come up with countermeasures to prevent the possible arrival of the reckless dragon tribe.
Logically speaking, the Reckless Dragon Tribe had already plundered their furs, stole the sacred fire, and even robbed a lot of the tribe's stone jars and wooden sticks.
But last night Lihu worriedly said one more thing: women!
Mu Feng suddenly woke up.
In his previous life, he had learned about this kind of information when he was studying history. The battles between primitive tribes were often caused by three issues: food, territory, and women!
Food is for eating, territory is for living and reproduction, and women are for reproduction!
In such a situation, Mu Feng firmly does not allow it!
Therefore, he had to use local materials as much as possible to protect the Jiang clan well, so as to deal with the next round of looting that might come from the Manglong tribe.
In addition to protective measures, he also needed to know the strength of the Reckless Dragon Division, so he called Li Hu, who was busy.
"Li Hu, what is the strength of the Reckless Dragon Department? How many people do they have?"
"There are more than 600 people in their entire clan, and there are more than 260 young and strong people who can fight!" Li Hu replied honestly.
"There are more than two hundred and sixty people, and our tribe can only fight with more than one hundred and twenty people..." Mu Feng muttered softly, and then breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, not many."
"What!" Li Hu was taken aback, "They have much more people than us!"
"It's okay!" Mu Feng looked relaxed, "What weapons are they using?"
"Stone stick, bone stick, what's wrong?" Li Hu subconsciously asked.
"Well, that's good!" Mu Feng was already hesitating in his heart, "Don't worry, as long as people from the Reckless Dragon Department dare to come this time, we will definitely defeat them!"
"Is it possible?" Li Hu wanted to ask this question, but he didn't dare to speak out.
It is undeniable that Mu Feng has only been the great chief for a few days, and he has already brought great changes to the tribe. The food is solved, and the fire is also available.
But the two hundred and sixty people in the Reckless Dragon Division are really young and strong! More than 120 people beat more than 200 people, no matter how you look at it, you can't win.
"Great Chief!" Li Hu suddenly said in a deep voice, "If we can't defeat the Manglong tribe this time, I will protect you to the death and go out, and I hope you will leave here with Bai Fang and the people of the tribe, and migrate east! "
Mu Feng frowned, shook his head and said with a smile: "Uncle Li Hu, the Reckless Dragon Department hasn't come yet, why did you start explaining the funeral? Besides, aren't we just in case, what if they don't come? !"
"No!" Li Hu shook his head, "They will come, the current Jiang family is like a piece of meat to them, they just eat it sooner or later!"
Mu Feng smiled again: "Don't worry, they are really coming, and I can also make everyone repel the Manglong tribe!"
"Is it possible?" Li Hu finally asked this sentence.
"Don't worry!" Mu Feng patted him on the shoulder, "Trust me!"
Unexpectedly, Li Hu nodded solemnly.
The entire Jiang family worked together, and soon erected a protective wall at the only exit of the tribe.
The protective wall consists of three layers, the innermost layer is made of stone, and then paste with mud, thick and strong.
The middle layer is a mulberry fence, which has sprouted in just a few days, and I believe it will take a long time to pull up the branches.
The outermost layer is thorny rattan, which has also sprouted, and the inch-long spikes climbed all over the fence of the mulberry tree, covering it so tightly that it was impossible to start.
More than two meters high, the protective wall that seals the entrance of the tribe from south to north lies there, making the whole tribe feel at ease.
Behind the protective wall are piles of fist-sized rocks, and next to the stones are piles of two-meter-long, sharpened bamboo spears.
After seeing that all these were done, Mu Feng asked Li Hu and the others to tie up forty or fifty grass figurines, all of which were about the size of ordinary people.
Then he asked people to fix the straw figures scattered outside the tribe, more than 30 meters away from the wall.
"Li Hu, find more than twenty people!" Mu Feng ordered.
"Yes!" Li Hu turned around and nodded to twenty people.
Mu Feng nodded: "Now you pick up the bamboo guns on the ground and do the motion of throwing the guns with me to see if you can shoot the straw man outside!"
"But we can't see it through the wall!" Someone said.
"Don't worry about it, just shoot at the approximate position!" Mu Feng said.
As he said that, he picked up a bamboo gun, turned his body backwards, and threw it at the wall with one hand!
At the same time he shouted: "Throw the gun!"
The twenty people behind him shot together, and the twenty bamboo spears flew out in unison, but after passing the highest point, it was obvious that they were far and near.
There was only a burst of "chachacha" sound outside, and only three "puff puff puff" sounds.
Mu Feng frowned, wondering in his heart: "You got three hits?"
Then he looked at Li Hu: "Go and see how many bamboo spears you shot?"
Li Hu hurried to the outside of the wall, and then came back with the bamboo spear in his arms: "Three shots!"
Mu Feng frowned, and said again: "Go and change the position of those straw figures! Come again!"
Li Hu did as he did, but Mu Feng still led the men to throw guns, and this time he was shot five times!
"No, come again!"
Li Hu took people out again, and Mu Feng fired again, this time only four shots!
Mu Feng asked Li Hu to tie up dozens more grass figurines, almost a hundred, scattered outside the wall, and Mu Feng led people out to experiment with guns again.
This time he brought fifty people, but only a dozen shots were hit.
Repeated experiments many times, still the same.
Mu Feng roughly estimated that the hit rate was only about 10%!
In other words, if you throw a javelin through a wall more than two meters high, your line of sight will be blocked, and you will hit at most one shot in ten shots!
There is another premise here, that people don't move...
(end of this chapter)
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"Protective walls, javelins, stones..." Mu Feng muttered softly.
What he has to do now is to try his best to come up with countermeasures to prevent the possible arrival of the reckless dragon tribe.
Logically speaking, the Reckless Dragon Tribe had already plundered their furs, stole the sacred fire, and even robbed a lot of the tribe's stone jars and wooden sticks.
But last night Lihu worriedly said one more thing: women!
Mu Feng suddenly woke up.
In his previous life, he had learned about this kind of information when he was studying history. The battles between primitive tribes were often caused by three issues: food, territory, and women!
Food is for eating, territory is for living and reproduction, and women are for reproduction!
In such a situation, Mu Feng firmly does not allow it!
Therefore, he had to use local materials as much as possible to protect the Jiang clan well, so as to deal with the next round of looting that might come from the Manglong tribe.
In addition to protective measures, he also needed to know the strength of the Reckless Dragon Division, so he called Li Hu, who was busy.
"Li Hu, what is the strength of the Reckless Dragon Department? How many people do they have?"
"There are more than 600 people in their entire clan, and there are more than 260 young and strong people who can fight!" Li Hu replied honestly.
"There are more than two hundred and sixty people, and our tribe can only fight with more than one hundred and twenty people..." Mu Feng muttered softly, and then breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, not many."
"What!" Li Hu was taken aback, "They have much more people than us!"
"It's okay!" Mu Feng looked relaxed, "What weapons are they using?"
"Stone stick, bone stick, what's wrong?" Li Hu subconsciously asked.
"Well, that's good!" Mu Feng was already hesitating in his heart, "Don't worry, as long as people from the Reckless Dragon Department dare to come this time, we will definitely defeat them!"
"Is it possible?" Li Hu wanted to ask this question, but he didn't dare to speak out.
It is undeniable that Mu Feng has only been the great chief for a few days, and he has already brought great changes to the tribe. The food is solved, and the fire is also available.
But the two hundred and sixty people in the Reckless Dragon Division are really young and strong! More than 120 people beat more than 200 people, no matter how you look at it, you can't win.
"Great Chief!" Li Hu suddenly said in a deep voice, "If we can't defeat the Manglong tribe this time, I will protect you to the death and go out, and I hope you will leave here with Bai Fang and the people of the tribe, and migrate east! "
Mu Feng frowned, shook his head and said with a smile: "Uncle Li Hu, the Reckless Dragon Department hasn't come yet, why did you start explaining the funeral? Besides, aren't we just in case, what if they don't come? !"
"No!" Li Hu shook his head, "They will come, the current Jiang family is like a piece of meat to them, they just eat it sooner or later!"
Mu Feng smiled again: "Don't worry, they are really coming, and I can also make everyone repel the Manglong tribe!"
"Is it possible?" Li Hu finally asked this sentence.
"Don't worry!" Mu Feng patted him on the shoulder, "Trust me!"
Unexpectedly, Li Hu nodded solemnly.
The entire Jiang family worked together, and soon erected a protective wall at the only exit of the tribe.
The protective wall consists of three layers, the innermost layer is made of stone, and then paste with mud, thick and strong.
The middle layer is a mulberry fence, which has sprouted in just a few days, and I believe it will take a long time to pull up the branches.
The outermost layer is thorny rattan, which has also sprouted, and the inch-long spikes climbed all over the fence of the mulberry tree, covering it so tightly that it was impossible to start.
More than two meters high, the protective wall that seals the entrance of the tribe from south to north lies there, making the whole tribe feel at ease.
Behind the protective wall are piles of fist-sized rocks, and next to the stones are piles of two-meter-long, sharpened bamboo spears.
After seeing that all these were done, Mu Feng asked Li Hu and the others to tie up forty or fifty grass figurines, all of which were about the size of ordinary people.
Then he asked people to fix the straw figures scattered outside the tribe, more than 30 meters away from the wall.
"Li Hu, find more than twenty people!" Mu Feng ordered.
"Yes!" Li Hu turned around and nodded to twenty people.
Mu Feng nodded: "Now you pick up the bamboo guns on the ground and do the motion of throwing the guns with me to see if you can shoot the straw man outside!"
"But we can't see it through the wall!" Someone said.
"Don't worry about it, just shoot at the approximate position!" Mu Feng said.
As he said that, he picked up a bamboo gun, turned his body backwards, and threw it at the wall with one hand!
At the same time he shouted: "Throw the gun!"
The twenty people behind him shot together, and the twenty bamboo spears flew out in unison, but after passing the highest point, it was obvious that they were far and near.
There was only a burst of "chachacha" sound outside, and only three "puff puff puff" sounds.
Mu Feng frowned, wondering in his heart: "You got three hits?"
Then he looked at Li Hu: "Go and see how many bamboo spears you shot?"
Li Hu hurried to the outside of the wall, and then came back with the bamboo spear in his arms: "Three shots!"
Mu Feng frowned, and said again: "Go and change the position of those straw figures! Come again!"
Li Hu did as he did, but Mu Feng still led the men to throw guns, and this time he was shot five times!
"No, come again!"
Li Hu took people out again, and Mu Feng fired again, this time only four shots!
Mu Feng asked Li Hu to tie up dozens more grass figurines, almost a hundred, scattered outside the wall, and Mu Feng led people out to experiment with guns again.
This time he brought fifty people, but only a dozen shots were hit.
Repeated experiments many times, still the same.
Mu Feng roughly estimated that the hit rate was only about 10%!
In other words, if you throw a javelin through a wall more than two meters high, your line of sight will be blocked, and you will hit at most one shot in ten shots!
There is another premise here, that people don't move...
(end of this chapter)
"Protective walls, javelins, stones..." Mu Feng muttered softly. What he has to do now is to try his best to come up with countermeasures to prevent the possible arrival of the reckless dragon tribe. Logically speaking, the Reckless Dragon Tribe had already plundered their furs, stole the sacred fire, and even robbed a lot of the tribe's stone jars and wooden sticks. But last night Lihu worriedly said one more thing: women! Mu Feng suddenly woke up. In his previous life, he had learned about this kind of information when he was studying history. The battles between primitive tribes were often caused by three issues: food, territory, and women! Food is for eating, territory is for living and reproduction, and women are for reproduction! In such a situation, Mu Feng firmly does not allow it! Therefore, he had to use local materials as much as possible to protect the Jiang clan well, so as to deal with the next round of looting that might come from the Manglong tribe. In addition to protective measures, he also needed to know the strength of the Reckless Dragon Division, so he called Li Hu, who was busy. "Li Hu, what is the strength of the Reckless Dragon Department? How many people do they have?" "There are more than 600 people in their entire clan, and there are more than 260 young and strong people who can fight!" Li Hu replied honestly. "There are more than two hundred and sixty people, and our tribe can only fight with more than one hundred and twenty people..." Mu Feng muttered softly, and then breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, not many." "What!" Li Hu was taken aback, "They have much more people than us!" "It's okay!" Mu Feng looked relaxed, "What weapons are they using?" "Stone stick, bone stick, what's wrong?" Li Hu subconsciously asked. "Well, that's good!" Mu Feng was already hesitating in his heart, "Don't worry, as long as people from the Reckless Dragon Department dare to come this time, we will definitely defeat them!" "Is it possible?" Li Hu wanted to ask this question, but he didn't dare to speak out. It is undeniable that Mu Feng has only been the great chief for a few days, and he has already brought great changes to the tribe. The food is solved, and the fire is also available. But the two hundred and sixty people in the Reckless Dragon Division are really young and strong! More than 120 people beat more than 200 people, no matter how you look at it, you can't win. "Great Chief!" Li Hu suddenly said in a deep voice, "If we can't defeat the Manglong tribe this time, I will protect you to the death and go out, and I hope you will leave here with Bai Fang and the people of the tribe, and migrate east! " Mu Feng frowned, shook his head and said with a smile: "Uncle Li Hu, the Reckless Dragon Department hasn't come yet, why did you start explaining the funeral? Besides, aren't we just in case, what if they don't come? !" "No!" Li Hu shook his head, "They will come, the current Jiang family is like a piece of meat to them, they just eat it sooner or later!" Mu Feng smiled again: "Don't worry, they are really coming, and I can also make everyone repel the Manglong tribe!" "Is it possible?" Li Hu finally asked this sentence. "Don't worry!" Mu Feng patted him on the shoulder, "Trust me!" Unexpectedly, Li Hu nodded solemnly. The entire Jiang family worked together, and soon erected a protective wall at the only exit of the tribe. The protective wall consists of three layers, the innermost layer is made of stone, and then paste with mud, thick and strong. The middle layer is a mulberry fence, which has sprouted in just a few days, and I believe it will take a long time to pull up the branches. The outermost layer is thorny rattan, which has also sprouted, and the inch-long spikes climbed all over the fence of the mulberry tree, covering it so tightly that it was impossible to start. More than two meters high, the protective wall that seals the entrance of the tribe from south to north lies there, making the whole tribe feel at ease. Behind the protective wall are piles of fist-sized rocks, and next to the stones are piles of two-meter-long, sharpened bamboo spears. After seeing that all these were done, Mu Feng asked Li Hu and the others to tie up forty or fifty grass figurines, all of which were about the size of ordinary people. Then he asked people to fix the straw figures scattered outside the tribe, more than 30 meters away from the wall. "Li Hu, find more than twenty people!" Mu Feng ordered. "Yes!" Li Hu turned around and nodded to twenty people. Mu Feng nodded: "Now you pick up the bamboo guns on the ground and do the motion of throwing the guns with me to see if you can shoot the straw man outside!" "But we can't see it through the wall!" Someone said. "Don't worry about it, just shoot at the approximate position!" Mu Feng said. As he said that, he picked up a bamboo gun, turned his body backwards, and threw it at the wall with one hand! At the same time he shouted: "Throw the gun!" The twenty people behind him shot together, and the twenty bamboo spears flew out in unison, but after passing the highest point, it was obvious that they were far and near. There was only a burst of "chachacha" sound outside, and only three "puff puff puff" sounds. Mu Feng frowned, wondering in his heart: "You got three hits?" Then he looked at Li Hu: "Go and see how many bamboo spears you shot?" Li Hu hurried to the outside of the wall, and then came back with the bamboo spear in his arms: "Three shots!" Mu Feng frowned, and said again: "Go and change the position of those straw figures! Come again!" Li Hu did as he did, but Mu Feng still led the men to throw guns, and this time he was shot five times! "No, come again!" Li Hu took people out again, and Mu Feng fired again, this time only four shots! Mu Feng asked Li Hu to tie up dozens more grass figurines, almost a hundred, scattered outside the wall, and Mu Feng led people out to experiment with guns again. This time he brought fifty people, but only a dozen shots were hit. Repeated experiments many times, still the same. Mu Feng roughly estimated that the hit rate was only about 10%! In other words, if you throw a javelin through a wall more than two meters high, your line of sight will be blocked, and you will hit at most one shot in ten shots! There is another premise here, that people don't move... end of this chapter
