1122 - Let's play again

On the banks of the river, where monkeys were screaming, all of a sudden, it became quiet.

The thief saw clearly from the bridge, and a pure white monkey that was larger than the other monkeys walked out.

The other monkeys on the riverbank, when looking at this monkey, were as if ordinary people in a large mountain range were facing the thief.

The attitude of low eyebrows, the respect on the waist of the nodding and waist, as long as you are not a fool, you know that this white monkey will definitely not be lower in the status of the White Ape Mountain Range.

In front of everyone's eyes, the white ape learned to be a man, walked forward with his feet upright, and came to a position about thirty paces in front of the thief's camp, showing off his might, and his mouth squeaked as if questioning.

Looking at the other monkeys, their expressions were as if they were looking at idols, and they didn't dare to make noise, and they all quieted down.

The riverbank, which was noisy and almost turned over the sky at the last moment, is quiet at this time, and such a strange atmosphere makes many people feel uncomfortable.

The same goes for the thief.

He looked at the white ape in front of him and hissed, half from the wound on his body, half surprised by the monkey's performance.

"Is this monkey coming to us for a war letter?" asked the thief puzzled.

The clansmen on the left and right sides of the thief all shook their heads, and they couldn't figure out what was going on.

The thief beckoned and called out to Ah Hu.

Ji Thief stretched out his hand and pointed at the white monkey: "Shoot it." โ€

Ah Hu was surprised: "Patriarch, isn't it here to write a war letter, isn't it too authentic to shoot it?"

The thief rolled his eyes: "Why are you talking so much about morality with monkeys? Listen to me, shoot it, don't show me mercy." This guy came out of his own life as a living target, no wonder we are. โ€

Ah Hu snorted and nodded, "Okay." โ€

So saying, he brought a pair of bows and arrows and prepared to take aim.

"Wait. Ji Thief said.

Hu: "???"

Ji Thief's mouth turned down: "You go down, there is a fire on it, and the monkey can see it." โ€

โ€œยทยทยทโ€

Speechless for a while, Ah Hu was also very helpless, looking at the performance of the thief, he was determined to eat this monkey to death.

He couldn't help it, after all, Ah Hu himself thought that these monkeys were too cheap, so he got off the bridge like a gust of wind, hid behind the camp gate, and set up a bow and arrow through the gap in the camp gate, aiming at the monkey.

The white monkey is shouting proudly outside, in the eyes of this beast, there is a large group of monkeys on his side, and there are too many humans who are too few than him, which is holding the handle.

Therefore, it also did not have the idea of being careful, or rather, the White Ape Mountain Range did not yet have creatures for the monkeys to be wary of.

It was screaming triumphantly, coldly, with a whistle sound, an arrow came out of the string, and in the dark night, only the cold light of the arrow flickered on the tip of the copper arrow, and the light that snatched and devoured the soul.

The monkeys were not without sharp eyes, and when they saw the cold light flashing, they screamed and made a reminder sound, but who would have thought that without giving the white ape any time to react, an arrow passed directly through its open mouth, and then poked out from the back of its head.

The white ape's body froze in place, and fell to the ground with a pop.

Dead bodies fall to the ground.

The monkeys exploded in an instant, and the monkeys screamed and jumped and jumped, anxious and annoyed.

It wasn't until now that the thief knew where the word monkey rush came from.

What a special image, yes.

Standing on the bridge, Ji Thief looked proud, even ignoring the pain on his body, and glanced at the monkeys contemptuously: "What do you say are you pretending to be with me?

Everyone on the bridge was embarrassed.

The monkeys blew up, and the leader was shot to death, squeaking and screaming, and rushed up to the camp in a frenzy.

The thief was not panicked at all, with a wave of his hand, the clansmen threw away the copper spear and copper knife, and all took out the spear thrower, and under the order of the thief, the spear was swishing and throwing the spear like rain.

Just one wave of spears was thrown, and nearly 100 monkeys were killed and wounded.

The spear is no more than the bow and arrow to attack the second time, which is much faster than the speed of the bow and arrow, only to see, the clansmen shook their hands, and the second wave of spears has been thrown.

If it is in the jungle, the damage of the spear thrower to the monkey can be said to be negligible, but this is on the bare river bank, that guy, the spear thrower is thrown out is a massacre without suspense.

In just fifty paces, it became a Shura purgatory.

Finally, the monkeys climbed the wooden wall and climbed into the camp in the face of casualties, and the tribesmen behind the wooden wall put down their spear throwers and grabbed copper spears and knives to fight.

It was only at this time, until the monkeys left the home of the jungle that the true combat power of the large mountain range was gradually revealed.

The monkeys stormed for twenty minutes, and not a single monkey climbed over the wooden wall.

Gradually, the monkeys retreated, and it seemed that they also felt that continuing to rush was just going to die.

Moreover, when the monkeys saw the corpses of their companions horizontally placed in front of the wooden wall, they all showed confused and helpless expressions one by one.

Never before have there been such large casualties among monkeys.

Moreover, because they have no command, they don't know what to do next.

Gradually, a monkey dragged its mangled body away from the riverbank.

One monkey left, and the rest of the monkeys swayed in their stance.

After a while, it was dark only on the bank of the river where the torches were swaying, and only the corpses of monkeys were left all over the body, and the melodious and affectionate shouts of the thief.

"Uncle, let's go, let's play again. โ€

None of the monkeys stayed to take care of the thieves, and finally, the arrogance of this group of monkeys was hit hard in the defense they were planning in the face of the thieves.

Looking at this, these monkeys are afraid that they will be depressed for many days.

After waiting for the monkeys to leave for a long time, the thief gave the order to start cleaning up the battlefield.

The people of their own tribe were covered by wooden walls, and they were almost unharmed, but the monkeys were different, first they were smashed by spear throwers, and then they were chopped by copper knives, throwing down six or seven hundred corpses.

The thief ordered the corpse to be piled up and ordered it to be burned.

Standing in front of the burning pile of monkey corpses, Ji Thief looked in the direction of the jungle, and he knew that there were countless monkeys in it that were unwilling to leave.

He snorted coldly and said loudly: "If you don't accept it, let's come again, believe it or not, I'll raise all your ashes!"

The silence of the jungle did not respond to the sound of the voice, and at most, there was a rustling sound from the trees shaking and the whirring sound of the vines swaying.

Seeing this, the thief shook his head: "A group of coercion, this is retreating." โ€

With a vicious breath, the thief turned around and returned to the camp.

It was only at this time that he remembered that the injuries on his body had not been treated, and he hurriedly ran to Ah Bai to deal with it, only to find that all the places scratched by the monkey had stopped bleeding by themselves, and he rubbed his hands, fluttering, and falling countless blood scabs.

Seeing this, the thief was speechless, so he could only turn around and sleep.

This night, not to mention how restful I slept was.

There are no more monkey squeaks in my ears to disturb my sleep, and there are no ill-intentioned monkeys staring at me and trying to make trouble.

Even, the thief himself felt that this sleep, to say the least, he had to sleep until noon the next day before he could get up.

But there is a good saying, it backfires.

No, as soon as the sky was bright, the thief was shaken awake.

When I opened my eyes, I saw that Tushan, who had bandaged the wound on his arm and head, was squatting next to the bunk and shaking himself.

Ji Thief turned around impatiently: "Tushan, can you let me sleep well?"

Tushan said in a calm voice: "Patriarch, it's not good, those monkeys are here again." โ€

With a swipe, Ji Thief sat up directly: "What's the matter? Come here again? Are you kidding? Didn't you just beat them off last night? Anyway, these goods should stop for a day." Still attacking, aren't they really afraid of death?"

Tushan shook his head: "No, patriarch, these monkeys didn't come from the jungle this time. โ€

The thief wondered, "Which direction did that come from?" Could it be heaven?"

Tushan still shook his head, and also said sarcastically in passing: "Patriarch, aren't you, can monkeys fly?" โ€

Ji Thief: "ยทยทยท"

"This time these monkeys came from the water. โ€