Chen Xi, who had no foundation at all, had a hard time learning. However, Zhang Wei was in high spirits, so Chen Xi had to practice along with him. However, after practicing for a few days, Chen Xi's still immature body couldn't bear it anymore. His back was sore and he couldn't even lift his arms. stand up.
When eating that day, Chen Xi, who had finished practicing martial arts, could not even lift his chopsticks. Zhang Qiaoyun laughed and teased: "You scholars are not that good!"
student! Chen Xi suddenly remembered that this was the Warring States Period. He didn't even recognize the characters, but he was still a cultural person. It would be great fun for others to know that he was illiterate.
Chen Xi suppressed the panic in his heart, forced himself to be calm, and said to Zhang Qiaoyun in a casual tone: "Well, our South Vietnamese tribe has different writing than here. If you are free tomorrow, can you teach me how to read?"
"good."
Zhang Qiaoyun was very straightforward. Both children were literate and told Chen Xi that their sister taught them.
Early the next morning, Chen Xi respectfully asked Zhang Qiaoyun to teach him how to read. Zhang Qiaoyun, with a sense of pride as a teacher and a positive attitude, taught Chen Xi seriously. Chen Xi spent all day and night forgetting to eat and sleep, working hard to read and write. The more he learned, the more surprised he became. Many unfamiliar words Zhang Qiaoyun also knew the word, and she told Chen Xi that her mother taught her this.
Chen Xi couldn't help but marveled that in this rural place, Zhang Qiaoyun's mother could teach Zhang Qiaoyun so many words. Moreover, Zhang Qiaoyun was not only beautiful, but also had an outstanding temperament. There was a ladylike charm between her eyebrows. Chen Xi asked Said: "Your mother is very powerful, teaching you so many words!"
Speaking of her deceased mother, Zhang Qiaoyun's eyes turned red and her tone was very sad: "My mother got a strange disease and passed away six years ago."
Zhang Qiaozhen and Zhang Baolong were already crying. Zhang Baolong said: "Sister, I miss my mother..."
Chen Xi was also very sad at this time. His son, wife and parents took a boat from Guangdong to Hainan Island to avoid the war. As a result, they were bombed at sea. The boat sank and not even the bodies were found.
Zhang Wei came every day at first, but every time he came, Zhang Qiaoyun treated him indifferently, with a kind of indifference that repulsed people thousands of miles away. Moreover, Chen Xi was more obsessed with literacy. Sometimes he said that literacy was not available, so Zhang Wei changed it to once every three days. , practicing martial arts and literacy, the days passed quickly. Two months passed in the blink of an eye. It was March when Chen Xi came here, and summer had already entered.
The weather was hot, so the two children took Chen Xi to play by a river. This place is about ten kilometers away from the center of the clan. The land on both sides of the river is fertile and a large field is densely packed. The north bank is the main food growing area of the Wei tribe, and the south bank is a The tribe called Chu tribe also has a large field on the south bank.
The river was very wide, more than a hundred meters long. Chen Xi looked at the scene in front of him and was amazed. This backward tribe actually had a wooden beam bridge more than a hundred meters long. The bridge deck was more than seven meters wide. The stone It is made of strips, and thick wooden piles are inserted into the bottom of the water. There are stone troughs at the bottom of the water. The wooden pillars are embedded in the stone troughs. The stone troughs are connected together by iron tenons, which is extremely strong.
Looking at the majestic wooden beam bridge, Chen Xi secretly sighed. This tribe is not simple. Such a wooden beam bridge is expensive to build. Only a country can have enough financial resources to build it.
At noon, Chen Xi was walking towards the center of the clan with his two children. Suddenly there was a rapid banging sound, accompanied by the sound of a horn. The sudden sound made the quiet tribe boil like boiling water. Women, old and young They rushed out of the house one after another, supported each other and fled to the center of the tribe. The sounds of crying and screaming were endless. Many tribesmen shouted: "Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"
Enemy attack? ! Chen Xi was shocked. He had been here for two months and there was no trace of war. Why did enemies appear? They should be bandits or the like.
Chen Xi and his two children ran towards the center of the tribe with the flow of people. The south gate of the center was right in front of him. A "swish" sound was heard, and a burst of arrows were shot. Several people in the crowd fell to the ground after being hit by arrows, screaming in agony. At this time, there was the sound of "rumbling" horse hoofs behind him. Chen Xi turned around and saw a dozen people chasing after him on horseback. Judging from this posture, they were running towards the south gate. In desperation, Chen Xi did not run to the south. Instead, he pulled the two children and ran to the west. Zhang Laoer's home was at the west gate of the center of the family land.
Seeing Chen Xi and the others fleeing, two people separated from the group of more than a dozen people and chased Chen Xi and the others. After a while, Chen Xi and the others were caught up. Chen Xi heard the sound of horse hooves getting closer and closer, and panicked. , turned around and took a look, and saw the knight on the horse galloping towards them, brandishing his saber. Seeing the saber approaching from far away, Chen Xi gritted his teeth, hugged the two children and rushed towards the grass by the roadside.
With a "chi" sound, Chen Xi's shoulder was struck by the tip of the knife, splattering blood. The knight immediately turned around and approached Chen Xi and the other three people lying on the ground. One of them had a hooked nose and a face full of flesh. Chen Xi smiled evilly and said: "You are quite clever, let's see how you can run away this time!"
After the knight finished speaking, he pointed his sword at Chen Xi and slowly approached. At this moment, Chen Xi could do nothing but protect the two children with his body, and watched helplessly as the shining saber stabbed them.
"Poof", there was a dull sound, like the sound of a knife piercing the flesh. The hooked nose fell off the horse, with an arrow stuck in his neck, and blood came out of his mouth. The knight's eyes widened and he couldn't say anything. The words came.
"Sister!"
Zhang Qiaozhen shouted in surprise. Zhang Qiaoyun came at a gallop, drew his bow and shot an arrow with extremely fast movements. With a "swish" sound, the second arrow hit the second enemy's chest like a flying fireball, and the force was extremely powerful, killing the enemy. After being shot down, Chen Xi's eyes widened. He looked at Zhang Qiaoyun from far away. It was hard to imagine that the weak woman who had been planting vegetables in the morning turned into a pretty Rakshasa and eliminated two enemies in the blink of an eye!
Zhang Qiaoyun turned over and dismounted, hugged Zhang Baolong who was crying with fright, walked to Chen Xi, took out a piece of Lopa from his body, folded it into two folds, pressed it on the bleeding spot on Chen Xi's shoulder, and tore off a piece of fabric from her skirt to help Chen Xi bandaged the wound very quickly. The woman was extremely calm. Although she had just killed someone, her expression was calm and unfazed. While bandaging, she told Chen Xi to take the child home quickly.
At this time, the shouts of killing from the south gate not far away were loud. The Wei tribesmen who received the alarm arrived with weapons and fought with the invading enemies. The enemies were all on horseback. There were more than a hundred horsemen with hands. Most of the weapons above are machetes, which can be used to chop horizontally and vertically, with great momentum.
The Wei tribe had just assembled about fifty troops, half of whom were not riding horses, and their weapons were mainly spears. At this time, when facing the cavalry, the enemy had an advantage in numbers. With the impact of the horses, it was difficult for the infantry to resist, and they were cut down one after another. On the ground, the situation was very critical, but the Wei tribesmen were extremely stubborn and refused to retreat, firmly blocking the south gate. At this time, many unarmed tribesmen gathered in the center of the tribe. If the enemy was allowed in, the consequences would be disastrous.
"Yun'er!"
Another twenty or so horses galloped towards the west, led by Zhang Laoer. He held a cooked copper stick in his hand and shouted to Zhang Qiaoyun: "Yun'er, take them home first!"
After shouting, Zhang Laoer took the lead in entering the battle formation. He raised his stick and swung it vigorously. With a "bang" sound, the cooked copper stick hit the enemy's horse hard on the head. The horse's skull was cracked and its front hooves were raised, making a painful sound. Neighing, the enemy on horseback was caught off guard and fell off his horse. At this time, the thick cooked copper rod came under his eyes. "Pang", the enemy's brains spattered and blood flew everywhere. The scene was extremely bloody.
Zhang Laoer gritted his teeth, and a cooked copper stick went out to sea like a poisonous dragon, specifically hitting the horse's head and legs. The stick hit the target, and his skills were extremely superb. Wherever it passed, the enemy's horse staggered, and the enemy who fell from the horse was killed by the Wei tribe who followed. The swords fell and there were heavy casualties. The twenty-odd people passed by like a hurricane. The enemy camp was in a mess, and the screams and the mournful sounds of horses were mixed together.
At this time, Zhang Lao'er had already rushed up to a higher slope. He was condescending and kept shooting arrows with his bow. Zhang Lao'er's shooting skills were extremely amazing. All the enemies within 60 meters fell off their horses without hesitation. The enemies were furious and jumped on their horses. Killing towards where he was, the tribesmen following Zhang Laoer fought hard on the slope to prevent the enemy from getting close.
There was an extra person in front of Zhang Lao'er who was shooting arrows. Zhang Lao'er said angrily: "Yun'er! What are you doing here!?"
"ah!"
A knight let out a miserable howl, and the sharp arrow shot by Zhang Qiaoyun hit his eye. The woman smiled like a flower and said proudly: "Dad, look at your daughter's ability!"
Zhang Laoer shook his head and smiled, letting her go. The father and daughter were extremely good at shooting, killing enemies one after another like a competition.
The arrival of new forces greatly changed the situation on the field. The tribesmen who were previously defending at the south gate
The pressure was greatly reduced, and then a thunderous voice burst out: "Chu tribe! Your words don't count. Are you going to start a war with my Wei tribe?"
Zhang Laosheng, the leader of the Wei tribe, led his troops to kill. He held a long sword with a simple style and rushed into the enemy group to kill left and right. His son Zhang Wei, who was following him, danced a long arc with a sharp saber. The enemies cried out for their fathers and mothers, and a group of people descended from the mountain like fierce tigers. Their courage was unstoppable. The invading enemies fell on their backs, and their decline was immediately apparent.
"Retreat! Retreat!"
A man shouted loudly and ordered to retreat. The man was in his twenties, tall, with bulging tendons, eagle eyes and a nose, and a tough look on his face. He was Huang Jichang, the son of Huang Dashan, the leader of the Chu tribe, and also a Chu tribe leader. The military leader of the tribe is surly and moody, and is known as Madman Huang.
After the Chu team left the battlefield, Huang Jichang led a few people back and pointed the saber at Zhang Laosheng. He looked arrogant and shouted: "Zhang Laosheng, do you have this few people left in the Wei tribe?"
At this time, the Wei tribe had gathered more than 500 people, and many more people were coming one after another. The entire Wei tribe's armed force was more than 3,000 people.
"Madman Huang! Why did you attack my Wei tribe!?"
Zhang Laosheng's eyes were burning with rage, and his voice was so angry that his tone changed a bit.
