Fortunately, these people were not as shattered as Tang Han thought.

After experiencing the initial chaos and after some people scolded each other, these people finally calmed down and formed a fan formation again, slowly pressing towards Tang Han.

Is this interesting? After all, I have fought with wild beasts these days, and I have never experienced the feeling of killing people. If you just ran away like this, it would be a pity.

Tang Han was afraid that he would really scare these guys away, so he did not continue to shoot arrows, but just watched them press over little by little.

Seeing that Tang Han did not shoot arrows again, these people became more courageous, and some people began to shoot arrows at Tang Han.

But their arrows were either too small or too light, and they landed halfway through the road without waiting for the shooting.

Tang Han could probably see from the equipment of these people that this was indeed a very primitive tribe. The bows and arrows they used might even be the primitive bamboo arrows used for hunting.

As for the spear in their hands, having an iron spearhead is probably their most powerful weapon.

Thinking of this, Tang Han was a little uninteresting. If the world he traveled through was at this primitive level, it would be a bit boring.

These people were getting closer and about two hundred meters away from Tang Han.

At this time, some arrows could finally fly to Tang Han, but even if they fly over, they are at the end of their strength. They are so light that they have no strength at all. Tang Han simply flew to the side with an iron-tied bow.

Even if one or two arrows occasionally hit Tang Han, they were blocked by Tang Han's Shan Wenjia and fell directly to the ground. It can be said that there is no lethality.

Tang Han looked down at these arrows. Sure enough, most of them were made of bamboo or wood. Only one of them had a little rough iron arrow on it, which was the arrow that touched Tang Han's armor.

Seeing this, Tang Han felt very confident that his determination of these people's danger immediately dropped by several levels.

The primitive people saw Tang Han standing still, and no more people appeared, so they became more and more courageous, and even began to speed up, shouting and charging towards Tang Han.

"It's just right!" Tang Han shouted loudly, took the arrow and pulled the bow, and the sound of iron arrows breaking through the air one after another.

Not to mention these unprepared primitive people, even fully armed heavy armored warriors would be difficult to defend against under the attack of close-range iron arrows like Tang Han.

Various whimpering screams were constantly coming from the crowd, and people kept falling to the ground by arrows, and the charge formation instantly became chaotic.

Tang Han still follows the principle of killing but not killing. Every arrow aims at the enemy's thighs, so they can't run even if they want to.

Under the continuous fierce shooting of iron arrows, when these primitive men rushed to Tang Han about fifty meters, no less than ten people had fallen from their team.

It has to be said that although these primitive people were behind in equipment, their agility was amazing. They jumped and charged forward as quickly and sensitively as sensitive antelope, otherwise Tang Han's results would be more obvious.

But even so, such casualties have put their morale on the verge of collapse.

If their leader hadn't been scolding and scolding, he might have turned around and ran away long ago.

Speaking of which, they are not a real army, they can only be regarded as a group of primitive hunters.

The fan-shaped formation they had just made was just what they used to catch beasts.

Tang Han actually had discovered the leader of this group of people for a long time, but he kept him unmoved, because he was afraid that these people would collapse too early and his plans would be affected.

However, after being injured by Tang Han again, these primitive hunters finally collapsed. They turned around and ran backward without caring about the leader's scolding and scolding.

When the leader saw that everyone had run away, he raved and scolded him, and then he dragged his injured companions back.

Tang Han was not in a hurry, and slowly continued to use the iron-tied bow to name the name, and shot four or five more consecutively.

These people were unable to show their antelope-like agility because of the drag of their injured companions. Although they were struggling to escape, they were no different from living targets in Tang Han's eyes.

There are thirty iron arrows in total. Tang Han once lost one when he shot the lion, but now there are twenty-nine. Now there are less than ten ones inserted in the land in front of him.

In other words, Tang Han had shot down about twenty enemies just now.

Therefore, the war losses of these primitive people have exceeded half, which is the result that Tang Han can do. Now they are just dragging an injured companion back, and the speed cannot be raised at all.

Tang Han fully utilized the spirit of Yipeng's bravery to chase the enemy, and shot out one arrow after another until all the arrows in front of him were shot empty.

The remaining primitive man with less than ten people had no fighting will to the end, so he simply ignored his injured companion and ran backwards.

Tang Han didn't chase him, and slowly walked towards the wounded who were abandoned by his companions with a horizontal knife.

The remaining primitive people ran for a while, but couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when they didn't see Tang Han chasing him.

But before they could be glad for too long, a group of people holding wooden spears, axes and other weapons rushed out from the grass in front of them, shouting behind the trees, surrounding them.

Zhang Long was appointed as the temporary commander by Tang Han, so he made a quick decision to issue an order: "Two militias in groups to deal with one, one stabbed and one stabbed. The others surrounded them, and no one could be let go."

There was no pressure from the two militias to deal with a primitive warrior. These primitive people had long been terrified and had no intention of fighting. At this moment, they were almost collapsed when they saw such a large group of people.

Zhang Long and another militia were in groups, and they stabbed an original soldier side by side. The weapon in the man's hand was a bone spear. He hurriedly waved the spear to the wooden spear that was stabbed from Dangdang's chest, but suddenly screamed and knelt on the ground, because his thigh was pierced by the wooden spear in Zhang Long's hand.

The other three groups of militia also made contributions and won three primitive men.

Then, Zhang Long commanded all the militias to surround the last three primitive men.

Seeing this, the three primitive men lay on the ground with a thud, threw away the weapons in their hands, threw themselves into the ground, and shouted something in their mouths.

Zhang Long waved his hand to stop everyone and said, "They should have surrendered. Put away their weapons, tie them up, and wait for the Lord to take the lead."
Chapter completed!