As soon as Qing Shan was done speaking, many villagers were enraged.
Quite a number of Berserker Village villagers were enraged. If it were not for the old Berserker Elder intimidating them, they might have attacked a long time ago.
Ye Chen secretly shook his head.
It seemed like there was a conflict between the two villages over prey. However, it made sense.
"The Barbaric Spirit Village has crossed the line!"
"The area within 50 kilometers of our village is our hunting range. That's publicly known. They're here to cause trouble, so they can't do anything even if they go to the Dark Dragon Tribe …"
"We have to get an explanation from them!"
At that moment, the few elders who had rushed over were enraged.
Yang Hong and the rest were the village's powerful labor force. Now that they were injured, spending herbs to heal them was a small matter. Most importantly, everyone was counting on them to hunt to feed their families.
"Elder, please give the order. Let's fight them, or else this will happen again in the future."
"That's right, we must kill them!"
"…"
The eyes of Qing Shan, Hu Zi, and the rest of the younger generation were bloodshot. They could not wait to bring their men to take revenge.
Just as the old elder was about to comfort them, he seemed to have thought of something. "Oh yeah, where's Shanbao?"
Qing Shan's eyes were wet. "Uncle Shanbao was captured by the Barbaric Spirit Village …"
Everyone was in an uproar when they heard that.
The old elder's eyes turned cold as if he was truly enraged. "Flying Leopard, gather everyone and follow me to the Barbaric Spirit Village to get him!"
"Sure!"
A muscular man in the crowd grinned as if he could not hold it in any longer. He immediately spread the elder's words to all the families.
In an instant, two-thirds of the young men in the village were mobilized. One could see how united the village was.
Ye Chen followed the group as well. The group walked out of the village in a mighty manner. Their anger was getting more intense.
As they passed through the dense bushes, there were bloodstains everywhere. There were also wild beast carcasses that they missed.
"Ahh!"
The man in the lead suddenly fell into the bushes.
After the people rescued him, they realized that there were many bloody holes under his feet. Meanwhile, there was a row of beast-catching spikes in the stone pit that he fell into.
"It must be the Barbaric Spirit Village!"
One of the elders was so angry that his beard was shaking. "Although we've set traps, we've marked them so that we won't hurt our own people."
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone became even angrier.
The people of Barbarian Spirit Village had crossed the boundary to capture beasts, injured their people, and even set up such a vicious trap to plot against them.
The old Berserker's face was dark the entire time and he did not say a single word. He led the group and traveled twenty lis before they finally arrived at a rather wide and flat area.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, the sound of something tearing through the air came from the forest.
"Be careful!"
Ye Chen, who noticed it first, reminded them in time.
The old Elder's ears twitched slightly. He immediately pushed away the man before him, then stretched his hand into the air.
"Buzz buzz buzz …"
Suddenly, an incomparably sharp arrow appeared in his hand, trembling violently. Obviously, the archer's strength was not low.
The face of the man who had been pushed out was incomparably pale. How dangerous! If that arrow had hit him, even if he didn't die, he would have been severely injured.
Ye Chen pointed. "There's someone in the distance!"
Everyone immediately looked in his direction and saw a young man standing with a bow thousands of feet away. He was looking at them with a malicious gaze.
"Elder, it's him!"
A man who had participated in the hunt earlier glared at the young man in the distance. "This brat injured Old Yang with one arrow!"
"What a vicious young man."
The old Berserker took a deep breath in and said, "Bring me my ten-picul bow!"
The people could not help but feel excited.
Two people walked over with a huge black bow in their arms. It weighed at least 250 kilograms, but the old Berserker held it easily.
Crack crack crack …
The old Berserker pulled the arrow hard and pulled the bowstring into a full moon shape. The arrow was pointed at the young man.
Ye Chen's eyes flashed unnoticeably when he saw that.
The ancient people measured strength in stone (dàn). A stone bow usually required an arm strength of three hundred and fifty to five hundred kilograms to be able to pull it.
A famous ancient general could pull a three-picul bow at most.
Meanwhile, a ten-picul bow would require an arm strength of over 1,500 kilograms to pull it. The old Berserker looked like he was old, but he had such arm strength. It was no wonder that he was the No.1 in Barbarian Village.
Whoosh!
The arrow pierced through the air and charged at the young man in the distance like a bolt of lightning, leaving a long white trail in the air.
The young man first moved, then he pulled the bowstring and shot an arrow as if he wanted to stop the old Berserker's arrow.
Clang, clang …
Two thick iron arrows crashed into each other in the air. Sparks flew everywhere and a piercing sound rang in the air.
The old Berserker's arrow shattered the young man's arrow and went straight for the young man's throat without losing any momentum.
Many of the Barbarian Village villagers were extremely excited. It was as if they could see the vicious young man being killed with one arrow.
Boom!
At that moment, another arrow shot out from the forest. It knocked the old Berserker's arrow onto the ground before the old Berserker could kill the young man.
The young man escaped from danger. He was terrified.
At the same time, an old man slowly walked out from the forest. "Yang Wei, you're already so old, but you attacked a young man like that. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"
It was an old man in black with age spots all over his face. He held a huge bow in his hand, and there were many unfriendly looking men following behind him.
The Elder of Barbarian Spirit Village!
Qing Shan and the others glared at the old man in black.
"Zhu Rong!"
The old Berserker snorted coldly and narrowed his eyes. "It's one thing for you to trespass into our hunting grounds without permission, but you even stole our prey, injured our people, and set up a vicious trap. What kind of logic is this?"
"I think there might be some misunderstanding between us."
The old man in black put on a fake smile. "Besides, young people are hot-tempered. It's inevitable that they make mistakes …"
The moment he said this, many of the Barbarian Village villagers glared at him. It was as if they were angered by his shameless words.
"Mistakes?!"
The old Berserker laughed out of extreme anger and said, "Zhu Rong, our village's Mountain Treasure is in your hands. If you don't want to make things worse, then hand it over."
"Mountain Treasure?"
The old man in black's eyes sparkled. He smiled and said, "Brother Yang, I think you're mistaken. We didn't take him away …"
"Bullsh * t!"
Qing Shan, who was in the crowd, could not help but stand out, "I saw you guys take Uncle Mountain Treasure away with my own eyes. Are you trying to deny it?"
"I saw it too!" another man said.
"Where's the evidence?"
The people of Barbarian Spirit Village shouted. Both sides immediately quarreled, and they almost drew their weapons.
However, Ye Chen took a good look at the old man in black. If it was a normal hunt, the village chief would not have come personally, right?
Moreover, the entire Barbarian Spirit Village had come this time. They knew that this was the Barbarian Village's hunting grounds, but they still did not turn back.
Unless there was something here that attracted them …
At that moment, an earth-shattering roar suddenly came from the forest.
(End of this chapter)
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