The sky became darker and darker, and the other party paused in the distance, and then walked towards the courtyard.

Wang Zhuang looked at the 'enemy' getting closer and closer and shouted: "The maximum angle of bow and arrow, prepare!"

Just as the opponent was about to enter the range, Wang Wei from the Intermediate Court let out a cold sweat.

The shooting images of the system can be pulled into the distance.

He observed the other party through the system and found that the fish tribe standing behind those without surnames was the fish tribe who was holding their weapons against them.

In the middle is Wang Meng, who is exhausted.

Seeing that Wang Zhuang and the others were planning to fire the bow and arrow, Wang Wei suddenly shouted: "You are my own, don't fire!"

The soldiers in the clan were startled by the sudden shout. Several clan members loosened the bowstrings in their hands and the feather arrows roared away.

Facing the attack, the people outside were also startled and a brief riot occurred, but they were quickly controlled.

At this time, the other tribe members also reacted and turned around to look at Wang Wei with a dark face.

Then, one of the other people walked out of the crowd and walked towards the yard alone with his hands raised.

Wang Wei shouted angrily: "That's his own person, Wang Meng and the others are back. Why are you shooting randomly?"

Fortunately, there was a deviation between Yujian and them, so they did not hurt anyone, otherwise the fun would have been great this time.

Wang Meng came out of the crowd. When Wang Meng came under the courtyard wall, his clan members were also very scared.

Wang Zhuang was even more shocked.

What's going on?

Didn’t you agree to ambush?

Didn’t you agree to have a conspiracy?

Why are you so useless? You were caught by Wang Meng?

Wang Meng also had a dark face, but he did not get angry. He just whispered loudly: "We have caught all those guys and followed them all the way. When they fled, although there were many people, they had no combat power. I just shouted a few words that the surrenderers would not kill them, and they all lay on the ground. Now their hands are tied up. Wei told me that the tribe lacks people and can catch them the best, so I brought them all back."

After listening to Wang Meng's explanation, everyone on the wall still did not react.

Everyone was just thinking in their hearts at this moment.

Those without surnames were defeated by themselves?

Aren't they very strong?

Aren't they a lot of people?

Isn’t their special training and fighting? Don’t you need to go hunting?

Why did they lose?

Is this true or false?

Countless questions wrote a big question mark on the faces of the tribe members.

It was not until Wang Wei came over, glanced at Wang Zhuang, and then ordered the door to open that the clan members reacted.

I heard that my tribe had won.

The women, especially the women of the fish tribe, cheered in unison.

In their opinion, those unnamed people who are united are unrivaled and terrible forces.

It is a mountain that weighs on their hearts.

Now that the mountains are broken and moved away, it would be strange if they are unhappy.

Just in case, the women did not go out to welcome the victorious warriors.

The man is still standing by the city.

But Wang Meng went back and lined up with the bound and strong prisoners, and walked around the trap to the vicinity of the courtyard.

After all the prisoners were confirmed to be tied up, Wang Wei asked them to form a ball and squatted in the open space at the base of the wall.

The soldiers of the clan went out to deal with the injured prisoners.

Those who were dead were ready to dig a hole and buried it, while those who were not dead were brought back to be treated.

The treatment team was led by an old woman, and several white flowers had longer fingers as supplemented.

The wounded were nervous after being carried in, not knowing what the situation they were facing.

The kind-hearted old woman walked over, washed her hands according to Wang Wei's request, and selected a wounded man with a fearful look and said, "Don't be afraid, our royal family will not kill people casually. If you are injured, we will save you!"

After hearing the old woman's words, the wounded looked a little calm.

A wooden arrow was inserted into his leg, and the shaft blocked the wound and not even much blood was flowing out.

But I don’t know where I was injured, and I couldn’t use any force on my entire leg, so I couldn’t escape at all.

According to the old woman's instructions, he was carried to a temporary simple "operating table" by two strong men.

Then, two strong men from the royal family began to tie him up with straw ropes.

The wounded man said with a restless look: "What are you going to do?"

"Don't worry, child, I'm saving you! If you don't believe me, look at the window over there. We have caught the women and children of your tribe, and we have not killed one of them. Why do you do well to kill you?" Looking at the young wounded man, the old woman said kindly.

"Really, really? Then why did you tie it up for me?" the wounded asked with some distrust.

"It may hurt a little when you pull out this wooden stick, for fear that you will move around and hurt yourself." The old woman continued to laugh.

The wounded breathed a sigh of relief, and then said with a firm look: "Don't worry, as long as you don't kill me, I won't move."

The old woman smiled, then asked Bai Hua and the others to hold the wounded's thigh, and the strong man who assisted next to her used force to pull out the wooden arrow.

The young wounded man's face was deformed in pain, but he forced himself to do not scream.

The blood suddenly sparred.

Seeing this, the old woman remembered Wang Wei's words and hurriedly said, "Tie her thighs with a straw rope. Wei said that you don't have to worry about bleeding like this!"

Bai Hua and the others were helping each other in a hurry, and the blood was soon stopped, but their thighs began to gradually turn purple.

The old woman looked at the wound, then looked at the arrow shaft in her hand, and sighed, "Oh, the arrow fell into it, it seems that it needs to be operated!"

As she said that, she picked up a sharp copper piece and placed it on the fire to start disinfecting.

And Baihua also brought a bucket of hot water.

The other women were chewing at the wounded, excitedly discussing how to cut and where to cut.

The wounded were frightened.

"What are you going to do?" he couldn't help asking.

When the old woman said she wanted to save him, he believed it two or three minutes.

But now looking at this situation, he was scared again.

It is very dangerous to listen to them. You have to cut your legs open. Is this a way to save people?

"Don't! I don't need you to save me. If I let me go, I'm still a child!" the young wounded shouted in horror.

But the old woman ignored him, found a place, cut it directly, and pulled out a hole in his leg.

Although he could not feel much pain due to the binding of straw ropes and insufficient blood supply to his legs, he was still frightened by the feeling of cutting his muscles with such sharp tools.

Then, a scene that terrified him even more appeared.

Under the command of the old woman, Baihua actually put her hand into his wound, slamming left and right, as if she was looking for something to come to her door.

The young wounded rolled his eyes and fainted.

After a long time, he felt the pain in his legs and woke up again.

As soon as I woke up, I heard the conversation between the old woman and the others.

Bai Hua: "This is what Wei mentioned in blood vessels? If this thing is broken, it will cause blood to bleed. It can't be stopped, and it can't be held up now."

Another voice: "Oh, don't move your hands, this copper piece is too fast, the blood vessels are cut off. Look, this blood is so powerful. Didn't your legs be tied to death? Where did the blood come from?"

Bai Hua: "Who knows, what should I do now?"

The old woman: "Just tie a knot and tie it up!"

Baihua: "Will he die if the blood vessel is broken?"

The old woman: "Probably, maybe, maybe not dead, but not necessarily, she may not be able to survive!"

When the wounded heard this, his eyes rolled and fainted again.

I don't know how long it took, but he woke up again.

The first thing I saw was the corner of the wall, and the other wounded people were so scared that they hugged each other and were trembling. Their faces were full of horror.

And this time, no sound of the old women and the others was heard.

Feeling the severe pain in his legs, the young wounded tried hard to raise his head and glance.

I saw a long wound on a black thigh.
To be continued...