Time passed day by day, and it had been four days since the three Black Water Tribe prisoners were released. Today was the last day that Tang Han limited them, but no one saw it.

It was when the sun was coming, Tang Han walked out of the lord castle, dressed in military uniform, pressed a long knife in his hand, and walked towards the barracks with a few red-clothed soldiers behind him.

During these days, due to the joint efforts of everyone, the growth rate of resources is increasing rapidly, especially the speed of food reserves increases the fastest.

That's because, in addition to letting the villagers join hunting and gathering, Tang Han also put all militias into hunting work in batches, which is also a kind of training.

Although the militia's standard weapon was a wooden spear, Tang Han could equip them with hunting bows.

The number of hunting bows in the warehouse is sufficient, so Tang Han gave each militia a bow and a pot of arrows. Although the power and range of hunting bows are incomparable to those of formal armies, they are better than nothing. If used well, they can still kill the enemy.

However, at present, there is no way to equip iron weapons. Except for Tang Han himself, the rest can only hold wooden spears.

In order to enhance the combat effectiveness of the militia, Tang Han asked each militia to cut several short wooden spears behind him, which can also be used to throw and cause damage to the enemy during combat.

Although hunting was a common method for primitive people to hunt at the beginning, it gradually became a common method of military training later.

Therefore, Tang Han was just killing two birds with one stone, which was able to train troops and increase food reserves.

After the increase in food, Tang Han summoned fifty villagers one after another. Now there are nearly 200 villagers in the entire territory.

Correspondingly, the number of militias increased by ten, with a total of thirty-eight.

Except for leaving eight personal soldiers for these thirty-eight people, Tang Han, the rest were all organized into the militia team, and from four to six.

At this moment, these people were leading Zhang Long to conduct passionate thorn training on the barracks.

The thorn training starts with using wooden spears to prick grass men and train basic skills. When it is almost done, they will fight in groups in pairs and use a wooden gun wrapped in animal skin to prick them.

The spear head is dipped in a kind of juice from yellow wild fruit. If it is stabbed, a yellow mark will be left on the clothes.

In order to increase everyone's enthusiasm for training, Tang Han stipulates that after each training, the person with the least yellow dots on his clothes can receive a double reward of extra meals. The person with the least is punished to be unable to eat and practice more.

Therefore, in order not to watch others eat while eating, the militia were still stabbing at the straw man, they all tried their best to eat, their eyes were red, their faces were ferocious, and their killing sounds shook the sky, as if the person on the opposite side was not a comrade-in-arms, but a real enemy.

From time to time, there were muffled groans of pain, but even if the pain was, they would grit their teeth and persevere. No one would admit defeat directly, otherwise they would be directly judged as the worst person in training today.

Of course, in addition to attacking the thorns, Tang Han will also teach them some simple attack and defense formations, such as the front arrow formation, the crane wing formation, the fish scale formation, the moon formation, the one-character long snake formation, etc.

Tang Han actually only understood these ancient war formations. He had read some ancient military books before, and mentioned several formations in the books, and probably knew some of them.

When the soldiers were practicing the formation, Tang Han was actually learning, and then constantly discovering problems and making adjustments.

After all, his strength is the command of modern military infantry detachments, and he is indeed a newcomer to ancient wars.

From now on, I can only learn and grow up while learning in war.

After watching for a while, Tang Han felt quite satisfied.

He believed that as long as the weapons and equipment could keep up with this training intensity, these militias would grow into elite soldiers in the future.

However, when I was observing just now, I found some problems. When I was about to go up and call me to stop and talk, Tang Han heard the sound of a warning coming from the southwest corner of the barracks.

At the same time, the same warning sound came from the southwest corner of Chang'an City.

Immediately afterwards, warning sounds on the sentry positions in various directions sounded one after another.

The bell and drum tower in the center of Chang'an City has not been built yet because the manpower has been adjusted to build the walls and trenches, and there is no extra manpower to build the bell tower.

Besides, even if the base is built, with the current technical level, there is no way to cast a big bell and hang it on it. I can only wait until my title is upgraded before I can talk about it.

The sound of warning clappers kept ringing. After having experience, all the villagers working near Chang'an City were calm and quickly entered the Chang'an City with all the walls and gates, and found a handy weapon for themselves as soon as possible.

At present, the territory is insufficient. Tang Han’s warning to all the people is: If Chang'an City is at the time of life and death, everyone is a soldier, and try to pick up everything around you that can be used as a weapon to kill the enemy.

Of course, this situation is the worst result, and Tang Han is confident that he will not let it happen.

"Leave a army to guard the gate of the barracks, and the others enter the city and climb up the city wall." Tang Han ordered decisively.

"No!" Zhang Long turned around and gave orders to each team in an orderly manner.

A Wu Guard Barracks were left behind, while the others followed Tang Han and quickly entered Chang'an City.

The warning sound first sounded from the southwest direction, so the danger obviously also appeared in the southwest direction. Tang Han quickly climbed the watchtower in the southwest corner and looked into the distance with his hand.

I saw a large number of figures appearing about four or five miles away in the southwest corner, heading towards Chang'an City.

Seeing this scene, Tang Han's heart sank and turned to a personal soldier beside him and said, "Tell me the order that all militiamen will go to the city wall and bring all the weapons. The people will bring their weapons and stand by under the city wall."

The personal soldiers hurriedly turned around and left.

Tang Han looked back to the distance, trying to calm himself down and carefully observe the scene of these uninvited guests.

After watching for a while, it felt a little strange.

If these people came to attack Chang'an City, their speed was slowly slow. When they looked at their formation, they looked very scattered, and they had been pulled into several echelons in front and back.

Rather than saying that they are an army, it is more suitable to be a team of refugees.

Tang Han felt a little relieved and continued to look.

As a result, the group of people suddenly stopped as they walked. The few people who were walking in the front ran to the back, and after a while, they ran forward again and quickly came towards Chang'an City.

What is this? Pioneer Force? Come and test my firepower? But there is too little.

Tang Han looked at the figures that were getting closer and closer and thought about it.

When the figures got closer and closer, and the feathered headdresses on their heads became clearer in their sight, Tang Han suddenly felt a move in his heart:

"Is it possible that the Black Water Tribe has really come to vote?"
Chapter completed!