When those natives who looked like savages ran away, the two strongest men dragged the end. They carried primitive longbows and held a sharp wooden stick in their hands. After running for a distance, they turned around and looked around vigilantly, as if they were covering the people in front of them to escape. But in the blink of an eye, the two of them ran away without a trace.

He Dalai did not let people shoot arrows or pursue them. He Dalai did not think that these natives with primitive weapons had any threat to the great Song Dynasty soldiers, so he just had to drive them out of the guard circle.

He Dalai's team continued to search forward. He Dalai planned to search within 300 steps, and then occupied the indigenous hut that burned the thatched hut as a warning base for his team.

It seems that there are no traces of native existence nearby, but He Dalai's team still searched carefully and moved forward. He Dalai didn't want his subordinates to be injured, especially Mo Xiaoba's combat power was greatly reduced at this time. He Dalai did not want to see the scene of being attacked by the cold arrow of the natives again.

Unexpectedly, not long after walking, He Dalai stepped on a treetop in the grass. Before He Dalai could react, he felt a sharp light and shadow flash. In the midst of lightning, He Dalai subconsciously shrank his head and dodged. Wind whirred from his head. A branch as thick as a bowl suddenly swept over He Dalai's head. He Dalai thought it was so dangerous. If he was half a beat slow, he would be ruthless. But He Dalai heard a "bang" sound in the next moment, and then Mo Xiaoba screamed. He Dalai turned his head and saw that Mo Xiaoba, the unlucky guy, had already fallen to the ground and his helmet was gone.

It turned out to be a mechanism set up by the natives! He Dalai escaped, but Mo Xiaoba was ruthless, and the branches swept heavily on Mo Xiaoba's helmet and swept the helmet far away. Fortunately, Mo Xiaoba shrank his head in time. This stick was not clear, but the impact from the helmet was extremely great, and Mo Xiaoba was overturned to the ground on the spot.

After a long time, Mo Xiaoba got up, a big bag was swollen on his forehead. He could only hear the croaking in the distance, accompanied by laughter. He Dalai looked over from a distance, but saw the two guys who had just escaped were grinning, with white teeth on his dirty face, obviously intending to provoke.

When He Dalai chased after him, the two ran away again. When He Dalai saw a dense forest in the distance, he didn't know how many natives there were in the forest. He Dalai shook his head and had to take his subordinates back to the shed in annoyance.

At this time, the fire in the shed was already small. He Dalai and his team put out the fire without much effort and began to go into the house for inspection. What disappointed everyone was that in addition to clay pots and other things in the house were some of the animal skins that had not been burned yet.

However, it is still very good as a warning base here. He Dalai took his men to take out the lookout and archery holes on the wall, and then arranged two people to guard the situation. The others rested on the spot and kept their energy to deal with the attacks that the natives might launch at any time. As long as they were alerted until the afternoon, a group of people who would land subsequently arrived, and He Dalai's Pioneer Camp could rest.

He Dalai has been observing the movements of the natives in the opposite woods. It seems that the runaway natives are in the woods and have not gone far away. After a long confrontation, the natives in groups of three or three began to gather on the opposite side. Seeing that the number of natives on the opposite side is increasing, He Dalai has made up his mind to retreat immediately as long as more than fifty natives gathered on the opposite side. Liu Jixiang explained in advance, which was the same. When he encountered a few dozen natives, he would defend him. If the number of natives attacked was too large, he would immediately withdraw to the defense circle.

At this moment, Liu Jixiang and his soldiers came up from behind. As soon as he came up, he said to He Da:

"You don't have to go down. Just pull the barbed wire in front of this broken house thirty steps. One hundred of us must guard here, and we must guard the ground from left to right. We can go down and rest for an hour."

Just now, a thousand follow-up troops successfully landed, so the defensive area was expanded as planned. The three broken houses occupied by He Dalai were easy to defend. Therefore, Liu Jixiang decided to push forward thirty steps forward with these three broken houses with only low walls as the center, and pull up a barbed wire mesh.

The soldiers quickly separated. They had already prepared many tree stumps, and they inserted a row of wooden stakes in a hurry. Then they used the trees in front of them to quickly pull up barbed wire between the trees and the stakes. The natives on the opposite side didn't know what this was doing. Maybe they saw so many people suddenly rushing up to the opposite side, and their own troops had not gathered together, so they just looked around from afar and did not attack when the barbed wire had not been pulled.

Only when a barbed wire was pulled up at the forefront did the natives wake up as if they were dreaming, and only then did someone inside understand that this was specifically used to deal with the impact, but the natives didn't think it was anything great. The ignorant people were fearless and they did not take the barbed wire seriously.

The barbed wire had been pulled up here, and the soldiers under Liu Jixiang were waiting for each battle, but they were still waiting for something in the woods opposite.

After a while, the natives ran out of the woods and rushed straight towards the barbed wire. When He Dalai saw that the natives, young and old, were only seventy or eighty, rushed in one direction in a dense manner. The weapons in their hands included primitive bows and arrows, as well as wooden sticks and bamboo guns. What was a little surprised was that one of them held a bronze axe and the other held a bronze sword in his hand. It looked like that, these two seemed to be the leaders of the natives.

The man holding the bronze axe was very burly and covered with a thick fur on his body. It seemed that he had used the fur as armor. The man was the first to rush to the wire mesh, raised the bronze axe and chopped it, trying to split the wire mesh in one go. But after he went down a few axes, not only did he not cut off the wire mesh, but the axe in his hand opened several gaps. When he raised the axe high again, a feather arrow shot from Liu Jixiang shot into his right arm. The iron arrow passed through the fur and pierced deeply into the flesh. The man was in pain and the bronze axe fell to the ground.

The man holding the sword hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth, and still approached the wire mesh decisively, waved the short sword in his hand, intending to cut the wire mesh in front of him, but he only cut one sword. Not only did the wire mesh not break, it also rebounded back. He even was a little unsteady in his sword. Before he could swing his sword again, two arrows flew towards him, one arrow shot his thigh and the other shot his left shoulder. Although this man was covered with fur, there was no protection on his legs. The iron arrow stabbed his leg bone, and he was heart-wrenching. The man fell to the ground, screaming and screaming.

At this time, two dark things suddenly popped up from the Song army and fell to the side of the barbed wire mesh against the Song army. Two "booms" sounds, two balls of flames were ignited, and the thatched grass started to burn with a cry.

The natives saw that a barbed wire could not be cut open and chopped, and they were injured when they met the two leaders. Especially the other party had the evil thunder fire god weapon, they were frightened for a moment, and rushed back and ran away for a long time. Then they remembered that there was a companion lying in front of the barbed wire. The man with his right arm was injured and ran very quickly, but after he realized that he shouted a few words. Four of them quickly turned around and ran back towards the barbed wire. During the running back, they realized something. One of them took the lead and threw the stick in their hands. Then the other three were like this, throwing the stick in their hands clean, and then stepped forward to save the people. This time, Liu Jixiang did not order archery, and allowed the four people to lift the fallen man and escape back to the opposite forest.

The Song army allowed them to leave without shooting arrows or pursuing victory. Liu Jixiang listened to He Dalai's suggestion, with the purpose of scaring the natives. He Dalai had a low evaluation of the combat power of these natives and believed that it was not worth fighting with them. This scene just now allowed Liu Jixiang to directly understand the combat power of the natives. Generally speaking, the weapons of the natives were too pitiful, and they had no sense of cooperation in combat, and there was no tactics at all. Liu Jixiang felt that it was a bit unfair to deal with these mobs.

However, there were shouts of killing and explosions of iron cannons on all sides, as if the natives on this side rushed for a while and then fell silent.

He Dalai noticed that there seemed to be many people coming from the opposite side. He Dalai really didn't want to see these poor natives rushing over to die indiscipline, so he came up with an idea and muttered to Liu Jixiang. Liu Jixiang pondered for a moment and nodded.

After searching for a while, He Dalai and Mo Xiaoba walked towards the wire mesh with the two cloaks and a pile of biscuits collected. Mo Xiaoba's legs trembled a little, but they still followed He Dalai with courage. He Dalai climbed up a tree, jumped over the wire mesh, and continued to walk forward. Finally, he stopped in front of a conspicuous big stone. He Dalai put the cloak and biscuits on the big stone. After putting the pile that Mo Xiaoba handed over onto the stone, He Dalai gestured to the woods opposite. He first picked up a piece of biscuit and stuffed it into his mouth, made a gesture that he thought was eating, then put it on and untie it, put it back on the stone, and made another gesture, and then He Dalai retreated.

He Dalai was not sure, and he didn't know if the natives understood his meaning. He Dalai's idea was to give cookies and clothes at least make the natives on the opposite side hesitate on the attack. If the natives on the opposite side stopped attacking, that would be better. Liu Jixiang weighed it and felt that the natives on the opposite side did not have any combat power, but no one knew how many people the natives could gather. As the saying goes, ants would bite to death. If hundreds of people rushed up at once, there would inevitably be casualties on their own. Killing one thousand enemies would not be able to do anything to harm one hundred. Even if killing one thousand enemies would hurt one hundred, it would be absolutely not cost-effective. Liu Jixiang believed that as long as he had been in half an hour, it would be a little bit of care.

The natives on the opposite side hesitated for a while, and finally two people came to the edge of the big stone carefully, then picked up the things on the stone, ran into the woods.

Take the bait! Liu Jixiang and He Dalai looked at each other and smiled, thinking that these barbarians would never take the advantage and turn their backs on them immediately, and would never attack immediately!

Liu Jixiang was unsure, and He Dalai was even more nervous, afraid that these savages would not understand the unspoken rules and give them gifts for nothing. Liu Jixiang even used his cloak as a gift. If it was given for nothing, it would be a big mistake.

After waiting for a long time, there was no movement on the other side. He Dalai felt a little relieved. If the show he did was ruined, it would be difficult for him to raise his head to Liu Jixiang again.

After a while, two people came up opposite each other. The two of them did not hold weapons, but they each carried a bamboo basket and other things. They were two empty baskets. They walked to the stone, put the basket on the stone, and then retreated.

He Dalai thought to himself, damn! It turns out that these natives still think there are too few gifts after receiving gifts! They want to accept double gifts! That's unbearable!

He Dalai was very angry. He didn't expect that these savages were actually greedy. If they had to continue feeding them like this, how could they feed them full! But Liu Jixiang was not angry at all and said with a smile:

"They want to receive gifts, so I'll give it to you!"

Spending money to buy peace was originally the strong point of the Song Dynasty. When it came to Liu Jixiang's level, he could follow suit and feel at ease when he worked. In Liu Jixiang's heart, as long as there were no casualties, he would give the indigenous people more gifts, which was worth it!
Chapter completed!