Suddenly, a piercing scream came from the side, followed by cries of alarm from many people.
The enemy has launched their short spears! ...Quintus was startled, turned around, and ran back, his foot slipping on a bundle of grass, he fell, got up, and slipped again, in a hurry he simply tore off the wooden sole of his shoe and ran back desperately.
At this moment, the tribal leader in the rear had already changed his expression, swinging his longsword viciously, threatening, "Continue carrying the grass bundles and fill the front of the camp! Anyone who is greedy for life and fears death, hiding away, I will report to the Great Chief, strip him of his land, and expel him from the tribe!..."
His threat took effect, and Quintus and the other tribesmen had no choice but to continue performing the dangerous task.
Quintus and his group were facing the east side of the camp, there were a total of three towers, and at this moment, all three towers began launching short spears.
