The polishing can be done slowly.

Luog planned to make one or two stone spears to practice and simultaneously enhance the trib's arm strength.

Originally, Luog intended to use some vines for tying as this era didn't te seem to have ropes.

But the ideal was beautiful while reality was harsh.

It simply wouldn't te hold.

Even the thinnest vine was as thick as his finger.

Once he tied it, the spear would tilt as soon as he let go.

How could he expect this thing to be effective in battle? Fortunately, his current threestar intelligence was not for show.

With a quick thought, he asked an old barbarian for a thin piece of animal skin, which was quite tough.

After a lot of effort, he managed to tear into strips, then tied it securely to the stone spear.

As soon as he finished, the system prompt echoed in his mind.

System prompt: Congratulations, player Luo G, on successfully crafting a rudimentary stone spear, gaining five civilization points and three military points.

System prompt.

Congratulations player Luogo G for advancing civilization into the stone age, gaining 500 civilization points.

However, at this moment, the continuous system prompts could not divert his attention from the stone spear.

Holding the spear he had crafted himself, Lu G felt his heart pounding.

What was this intense sense of accomplishment from just making a spear? H the satisfaction of creating something with his own hands was indeed different from clicking a mouse a few times.

The joy on his face was so overwhelming that he could hardly contain it.

Almost laughing like a fool.

He and Tbin is happy even when he confirmed his acceptance into university.

Unable to resist, he waved the spear a few times.

Even though his strength was only two stars, he felt invigorated while wielding this stone spear.

Meanwhile, the tribesmen who had been watching their chief were filled with admiration, greatly satisfying Lu G's self-esteem.

In no time, he was full of energy.

As the saying goes, practice makes perfect.

With the experience of making a stone spear, he quickly crafted a stone axe.

The sense of achievement that surged from finishing the axe was far greater than the five civilization points and three military points from the system prompt.

Just as he was preparing to maintain this momentum and create more weapons to boost his tribe's combat capability, the young barbarian he had identified as having scouting talent rushed back in panic.

Chief, it's bad.

We encountered people from another tribe outside.

They want to steal the prey we hunted, and now a fight has broken out.

Chapter 5.

First warrior of the tribe, Chief.

It's bad.

We've encountered people from another tribe, and they want to steal the prey we've hunted.

A fight is likely to break out.

Hearing this report, Lagia was shocked.

Damn, I've only been here for a day, and we're already going to fight.

Calm down.

First, confirm the situation.

How many of them are there? Where are they? As Lajia asked questions, he forced himself to stay calm.

About eight or nine people, not far from here, just over there.

As he spoke, the scout designated by Luajia quickly pointed in a direction.

Upon receiving this answer, Luajia's heart tightened.

Originally, according to his plan, if they were far away, he would temporarily retreat and develop in a low-profile way.

Once he armed the barbarian warriors in his tribe with stone spears and stone axes, he would seek revenge and strike back.

But now, according to the scouts report, that was clearly not possible.

If they retreated and the other trib's barbarians chase them down, this mirror lake would be exposed and his newly established settlement would be ruined.

From any angle, this was an outcome he couldn't accept.

My ruler's talent can enhance the strength of my army by 20% plus these two weapons.

Although a two-star warrior seems a bit low, it should at least be enough to fight for a while in the early stages, right? With this thought, Luagia felt a surge of courage.

He glanced at the recently made stone spear and stone axe, then thrust the stone axe into the scouts hands and shouted, "Elders, women, and children, hide, men, follow me.

" In Laja's tribe, aside from the four strong barbarian warriors who looked quite formidable, the remaining men were generally weaker or of average build.

However, at this moment, perhaps due to Laja's leadership ability, none of the four men left behind to help clean the camp showed any fear or hesitation.

Seeing this reaction from his tribesmen, Lajia, who was originally a bit uncertain, was also encouraged.

The scout led the way, and five men, including Lajia himself, followed behind.

clearly mentally prepared for a fierce battle.

In his previous world, Loajia had experience in fighting, but fighting was obviously not on the same level as killing.

To say he wasn't nervous at all would be a lie.

His hand holding the spear was so tense that his knuckles turned white, and his mind was a complete mess, not even knowing what he was thinking.

After following the scout for a while, a fierce sound of fighting suddenly reached their ears.

In a nearby wooded area, the four barbarian warriors from their tribe were fiercely swinging their large wooden clubs, desperately defending the prey they had hunted.

Each of them had sustained injuries, and one was even covered in blood.

Yet, they did not retreat an inch.

Their reasoning was simple.

Their tribe had 34 people, and this road deer was not enough for them to eat.

If the prey were taken away, the elders, women, and children in the tribe would go hungry.

So, they could not let this prey go.

With this thought, they managed to hold on despite being outnumbered.

Seeing the scene, Luagia felt a surge of blood rushing to his head.

Regardless of the consequences, he shouted and charged forward.

"We're here, brothers.

Don't panic.

Let's kill them.

" With this shout, Laja's stone spear lunged at the nearest barbarian, who was quite robust and clearly a warrior.

However, Lloyd's attack was sudden, and with the spear's length, by the time the opponent reacted, the spear was already thrusting towards him.

The barbarian, still using a club as a weapon, had never encountered this before.

He was immediately struck by the spear, which, while not fatal, still drew blood.

A panicked shout escaped from the barbarians mouth, clearly startled by this unfamiliar weapon.

Conversely, seeing their chief repel the enemy warrior with one strike boosted the morale of their side, "Kill them! Kill them!" Although they didn't understand what Luagia was shouting, they all joined in, and their fierce momentum momentarily intimidated the opposing barbarians.

It was at this moment that the systems notification sounded in Lagia's mind.

System notification, "Congratulations to player Lia for mastering the skill inspire morale.

" The systems notification did not elicit any reaction from Lajia at that moment.

Whether he even heard it was questionable as all his attention was focused on the battle before him.

Unlike the club, the edge of the stone spear was uneven and quite sharp.

In the midst of the chaos, anyone who got nicked would suffer several wounds.

Taking advantage of this weapon, Luagia fought fiercely.

However, while the barbarians lacked education and were very backward, it did not mean they were foolish.

Although Loia's spear strikes were fierce, as the battle wore on, they quickly noticed his lack of combat experience.

Aside from the initial surprise attack, his subsequent strikes, while causing some bleeding, were actually not deep wounds, merely skin-de scratches or minor cuts, which were only minor injuries to them.

They could see this, and of course, their own side could see it too.

However, their loyalty to Loia, their chief, was very high, and they naturally did not entertain any disrespectful thoughts.

The scout leading them was clever enough to realize that the stone axe would not reach its full potential in his hands.

Seizing the opportunity, he quickly handed the weapon to the trib's first warrior.

Upon receiving the stone axe and weighing it in his hands, the barbarian warrior's eyes lit up.

without needing much explanation.

As the tribe's first warrior, he had a high combat talent.

As soon as the axe was in his hands, he knew exactly how to use it.

Kill, kill them.

After being oppressed for so long, he finally had a chance to fight back.