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Chapter 79 The ignorant is fearless

The men were divided on which hunting scene should be chosen for reenactment.

The faction headed by Tiger Head believes that the archer's passionate journey in the jungle should be performed, which is the true nature of the hunter.

The faction headed by Uncle Langya believes that the leisurely daily life of a fisherman by the river should be interpreted. After all, you can get food while standing, which is an unprecedented hunting experience.

Hutou said disapprovingly: "What's the point of standing by the river? It's not that I haven't fished before. It's boring enough to fish by myself, and acting will only make it more boring."

As soon as the words came out, they immediately aroused public outrage.

"You know shit!"

"You don't understand the joy of fishing!"

"What a pity you have never experienced true happiness!"

Faced with the fisherman's counterattack, the archers were naturally not to be outdone. The two sides quarreled all night, but in the end they couldn't figure out what was going on.

Grandma said wisely: "Not all tribes live by the river, but bows and arrows are available everywhere."

The fishermen immediately looked as if they had been severely injured, and their faces were ashen. The archers laughed out loud, not hiding their complacency, and immediately started making props for the performance.

The relationship between the nearby tribes is generally harmonious, because the land is vast and sparsely populated, and it is rare to see each other. Everyone looks forward to the only two meetings a year, and people from other tribes also feel kind, unless they do Like burning mountains and deforestation, which offends public anger, conflicts between tribes seldom occur.

Lin Yu said that when they go to the south, the relationship between the tribes may not be so pure.

Zhang Tian agreed.

The climate in the south is relatively warm and the resources are relatively rich, so the speed of reproduction will naturally be faster, and as the population increases, the territory will inevitably expand accordingly. In order to compete for resources and territory, and to strive for better development opportunities, tribal conflicts are inevitable .

If it is difficult for the local tribes to live in harmony, as foreign forces, it may be even more difficult for them to integrate, and it is not impossible for them to be attacked by groups.

Zhang Tian knew that Lin Yu was reminding himself that he was actually mentally prepared, since he decided to move south, he would have to face this kind of thing sooner or later.

"What are you doing?"

The strongest fisherman in prehistoric history was sulking because he lost the quarrel. He ran over to ask Tian to judge him, but when he saw Tian doing handwork alone, he sat aside and watched for a while. Just curious.

"Javelin thrower." Zhang Tian replied without raising his head.

He took a piece of wood as thick as a wrist, split it in half, and cut a smooth groove in the center of one half according to the size of the javelin, so that the javelin could be inserted into it, and the back end was closed for firing the javelin. A small twig is left at the lower end of the thrower for use as a grip.

This kind of thrower has greatly improved the stability and range of javelin projection. Considering the weight of the javelin itself, its lethality is amazing. The key is that it is easy to make. Compared with the technology between single bow and compound bow The gap, the technical threshold of the thrower is almost negligible.

Xiao tilted his head, not quite understanding.

The hunters in the tribe have been active in the mountains and forests for a long time and rarely use javelins for hunting. Even experienced hunters only sharpen their guns and practice their throwing skills a few days before participating in the tribal meeting.

Fortunately, the beasts they were hunting were large enough, and the hit rate of the javelins was quite high.

Xiao usually hardly sees javelins, and knows nothing about throwers.

But there is only one thing he is sure of: this is the simplest thing Tian has ever made, so that he knows how to make it just by seeing the finished product.

How useful can such a simple thing be?

He was puzzled.

The next morning, the hunters were practicing their throwing skills outside the cave, when they suddenly saw Zhang Tian entering the line with a spear, throwing and aiming solemnly.

Everyone laughed and said: "Don't waste your energy! With your arm strength, you can't hit such a far target!"

The sharp-eyed wolf claws saw the clue: "No, his gun seems to be thicker than ours!"

The hunters took a closer look, and sure enough, his javelin seemed to be covered with a layer of wood!
Xiao said loudly, "That's called a javelin thrower!"

Zhang Tian turned a deaf ear to everyone's conversations. He raised the thrower to the height of his shoulders, held the handle in his hand, and focused on aiming at a distant target. Then he exerted force on his waist, driving his shoulders and elbows forward. Pushing forward, the javelin will immediately separate from the thrower and rush towards the target!
Missed.

Too much force caused the javelin to fly over the head.

Zhang Tian looked annoyed, but everyone turned pale with shock: an underage child actually shot farther than a veteran hunter!This hit them hard.

Xiao was also shocked from ear to ear, but he changed his mind and thought again: it turns out that simple things, as long as they are used properly, can also play an amazing role!
Seeing the shocked expressions of the hunters, Zhang Tian immediately put away his annoyance and started selling new products to them.

At the same time, in the upper reaches of the river, the Yougu tribe completed the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the earth under the auspices of the priest Kui.

Every year before sowing and after harvesting, they sacrifice to the earth to pray for a good harvest, restore the soil's strength, and thank the earth for its gifts.

Aoi put away the bluestone passed down from generation to generation by the priests of the earth, and when she walked out of the cave, the striking maple leaf forest on the distant mountains was no longer as blazing as it used to be.

"The maple leaves are starting to fall," Miao said.

He looked at the young hunters who were practicing their throwing skills, not only dissatisfied with their performance, but also worried about the upcoming tribal meeting.

Since the pine needles of the Big Tree tribe reported the news, the experienced old hunters in the tribe began to teach the young hunters how to hunt giant beasts and how to use javelins, spears and other weapons that are not commonly used in ordinary times.

These young people had never seen those terrifying giant beasts, but each of them tried to appear fearless.

Fearlessness born of ignorance can only make Miao feel uneasy. Years of hunting experience told him that hunting giant beasts with such a reckless attitude usually pays a heavy price.

Aoi didn't know much about hunting. Just looking at the state of the hunters, he felt pretty good, but looking at Miao's expression, it seemed that it was not satisfactory.

"What's wrong? Are the kids not practicing well?"

"It's not a question of good or bad, it's a question of attitude..."

Miao sighed, finally made up his mind, and said, "It seems that I still have to go there myself. That's good, there are not many people left in the tribe who have been to the Dahe tribe. Let the children know the way."

Aoi understood what he meant, and asked in surprise, "Are you planning to ask their hunter to take care of the children?"

"It's not caring, it's teaching. The hunters of the Great River Tribe and the Big Tree Tribe have rich experience in hunting giant beasts. If they are willing to give pointers in actual combat, it will be much more useful than our random training here."

"But what shall we exchange? There is not much grain left."

"Don't we still have pottery?" Miao said, "I will let them understand how delicious the grains cooked in pottery are."

(End of this chapter)