"Here I'm here, there's less than a mile!"

After more than ten minutes, Lao Liu ran back, but after Li Zhen handed over the equipment, he quickly put it on: "There are about two hundred people at the beginning, all of whom are young, wearing animal skins, mainly stone tools, and some people have iron tools in their hands, or bronze tools, but the number is not large, and there are also a few with bows and arrows, all of which are made of homemade, so the power should not be great!"

"I understand, you can rest!"

Li Zhen jumped to the stage, picked up the telescope, and began to look into the distance. After a while, a few small black dots appeared on the white ground. Several primitive people walked in front and walked towards Li Zhen and others' tribe step by step.

The primitive man, who was leading the way, pointed to the footprints on the ground: "Ling, the tribe in front should have us!"

"So what if it's happening? We have more people than them. Rush in, kill all the people who resist and steal their food!" The leader of the leader was wearing an animal skin that looked like a tiger's skin, holding a weapon made of bones in his hand, about 1.7 meters tall. Among the primitive people, he should be considered tall, and there was a deep wound on his face.

The two of them were talking in a gusto. Li Zhen must not understand it here. These primitive people still knew a certain strategy. When they approached Li Zhen's tribe, they stopped and sent a few people to observe Li Zhen's tribe.

The rest of the people started cooking in the holy fire. The primitive people's expedition this time can be said to be the power of the tribe, and this meal was probably their last food.

The old, weak, sick and disabled people followed slowly, but these old, weak, sick and disabled people did not receive food. These foods were given to these warriors. Only when these warriors took over the tribe opposite, these old, weak, sick and disabled people would have food and acclimatization. This is the law of nature.

Li Zhen looked at the primitive people with great interest. He actually knew that after dinner before the war, if they hadn't been too backward in equipment, they would have thought they would have encountered a group of regular soldiers.

But this group of primitive people didn't know that the people they were facing were no longer the small tribe they had investigated before, but a tiger with a group of modern people and technology crushed this era.

"Let's go, kill them!"

Li Zhen did not think about sitting there and waiting for death. Now these primitive people are probably still hungry. If they hit them directly, they should save some effort and get them after eating. If someone is injured, it will be a little bit more worthwhile.

A group of people followed Li Zhen out of the valley. Originally, Wang Zhiqian and others were not going to let Li Zhen out, but Li Zhen was determined to go out. There was no way. In the tribe, Li Zhen was becoming more and more like a mascot, only responsible for summoning people. Without him, he finally had something to do, how could he miss it? Moreover, this was a war without any loss.

It’s not that Li Zhen was arrogant, but that Li Zhen really couldn’t see any possibility of losing the war. Although the number of people was a disadvantage, the advantage of equipment was too great. When the primitive man attacked, he could be killed by a large part of him without being close. Even if he rushed to the front, the stone tools could easily kill everyone.

Li Zhen walked out with a group of people. The primitive people in the tribe ran out, holding stone tools, shouting to fight with Li Zhen and others. Looking at a group of primitive people who had already replaced some iron tools, Li Zhen finally did not bring them with him. These people were all their own labor force, and they injured a fewer ore or wood production every day, so they could not afford to hurt them.

"Chief, the people from the opposite tribe have brought people out, as if they are going to fight us!"

The primitive man who was making barbecue saw Li Zhen and others appearing in the distance, and couldn't help but scream. He didn't realize that he had become a prey. Instead, he looked at Li Zhen and others with various expressions excitedly.

"How many people have they come?"

"There are not many people, about thirty people!"

After hearing this number, the Primitive Man Colon immediately laughed: "More than thirty people? Are they here to surrender? The tribe opposite is still very smart. If I don't surrender, I will kill them all and eat meat!"

After saying that, the Primitive Man Leader slowly stood up, grabbed a handful of snow and stuffed it into his mouth: "Let's go and see. If they have enough food, I can consider losing a lot of people to serve as food!"

The leader basically did not realize that Li Zhen and others were not here to surrender, but to kill them, so he brought several subordinates from the tribe and walked towards Li Zhen and others.

About a few dozen meters away, this leader slowly stopped and shouted and said something to Li Zhen. Li Zhen could understand it, just ask Li Zhen and others for surrender, throw down their weapons, and kneel directly on the ground. If they don’t surrender, they will kill everyone inside!

Li Zhen looked at the collar, with a scar on his face, holding a big beast bone sword in his hand, with a fierce look on his face, his legs spread apart, pointing one hand at the sky, and his teeth with the other hand. There were several minions beside him, showing off his power.

If placed on the earth, this is a standard dress for a social person, with a tattoo on his back, just like the social person in Kunshan. If he doesn't commit suicide, he will not die. He thought he was a diamond and could beat bronze, but he didn't expect that there was a king on the opposite side and he was beaten to death directly.

Li Zhen looked at his comrades around him: "Is this guy here to make fun of it? He asked us to surrender, and if he didn't surrender, he would kill us!"

After saying that, Li Zhen waved his hand helplessly, and then waved his hand down hard: "Let it go!"

Wang Zhiqian and others, who were walking in the front, aimed the crossbow at the funny guy, then pulled the trigger without hesitation, and several sharp arrows passed through dozens of meters of space and shot the leader of the tribe.

The leader of this tribe had no idea what happened. He looked down at the sharp arrow that passed through his chest. What happened to him? Are he dead? Why can the group of people on the opposite side hit him so far?

"Roar over and kill these people. If the rest of the primitive people surrender, keep them and kill them directly!"

The group of people immediately screamed excitedly and rushed towards the distance. To be honest, all the modern people who came here did not regard this group of primitive people as humans. In their eyes, these primitive people were at most intelligent animals, so there was no burden to kill them.
Chapter completed!