The totem of the Jiuli Barbarian Bull Clan is the Barbarian Bull, which seems to be similar to the Bullhead Tribe, but it is actually very different. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

But if it weren't for the fact that there were three seedlings between the two tribes, I am afraid that the fight would have started a long time ago, and in a sense, three seedlings had done a good thing.

However, the result was that the three seedlings fought Jiuli, and the bull head was still the bull head, and it was uncertain.

The people from the Manniu tribe came, and because of the light, he couldn't tell their identities for a while.

I saw one of the middle-aged women say, "War when the sun rises!" ”

I thought this woman was a witch, but it turned out to be an elder of the barbarian bull. It seems that in Jiuli, the status of the elders is not low, and in Sanmiao, the status of the elders is far inferior to Wu.

Sanmiao's Wu replied, "Elder Man, if you lose, you will take the cow to compensate." ”

"Miao Wu, the Miao clan has been defeated, and you will no longer be able to hunt wild bulls in the future." The elder said angrily.

Sanmiao's witch also showed no weakness, "Hmph, Sanmiao will hunt if he wins." Didn't you hunt a cow at the beginning, you bulls killed my three seedlings, and snatched the prey, deceived me three seedlings No one, today we thousands of soldiers came to fight. ”

Another elder of the Wild Bull stood up, "Is the Wild Bull the prey?" It is our totem, how can we let you be killed as prey, it is disrespectful to God. ”

"That's also your cow running into the Sanmiao region...... "Sanmiao's elder stepped forward and scolded.

"You just can't hunt ......," and then the witch of the wild bull also shot back.

What about the conversation, why did they suddenly quarrel. The more Su Yang listened, the more mysterious it became, the war between the two big tribes was just because of a cow at the beginning!

Jiuli's cattle ran into Sanmiao's territory, and when they were hunted by Sanmiao's people, Jiuli's people happened to arrive, and then there was a battle between the two sides. At that time, there were few people in Sanmiao, and they lost their prey. And Jiuli Manniu was hunted because of his totem, so he naturally refused to give up.

Now, the cow that was slain was not eaten, but also rotten. Sanmiao and Jiuli have already paid the price, and each has injured dozens of people. In the end, it led to a war between the two tribes.

Half an hour later, the elders and Wu on both sides almost went into battle shirtless to tear apart, and if they didn't get it right, they would scratch their faces and hair, and they didn't fight for a result after scolding for so long, and they broke up unhappily, and agreed to judge the outcome after dawn.

Really, without this, it's completely different from the war he imagined, what the hell is the world swollen?

But if you think about it, there is a reason for this, and that is that both sides do not want to fight to the death. Just like the three seedlings, not for the population, not for the region, not for the material, the war is for the sake of the alliance. The hunting of wild cattle may have been unintentional before, but when there was a conflict later, it was intentional.

The bull was also not for anything, perhaps just because his totem symbol was killed by a foreigner, and he had to fight such a battle to show his reverence for the gods and prove the status of the tribe.

Even so, it's still inexplicable, after arguing for so long just now, there is a consensus on one point, use battle to divide the winner and loser!

Back at the station, the bonfire burned brighter and brighter, and everyone sat or stood, or sang and danced around the fire, munching on food, talking loudly, and shouting loudly.

"Is this a tactic?" Su Yang was stunned, there was a big battle tomorrow, shouldn't he have a good rest.

Sanmiao made a lot of noise, and the wild cow also responded, and there was a roar and knocking sound from afar, sleepless tonight?

Fortunately, it didn't last long, enough noise, and I should have rested at night. There are people who have arranged for a vigil, which is still a little reliable, from what he understands, tomorrow is not a formality, but really to fight, Sanmiao is trying to kill at least one totem warrior of the wild bull, but I don't know what the wild bull thinks.

Su Yang also found a way to mobilize, reason with the captured soldiers, and strive to boost some morale. Because there are only seven hundred soldiers from Sanmiao, there are definitely not as many brute cattle as there are, and if the captured outsiders don't work, it will be dangerous.

At the very least, a draw is needed to effectively reduce casualties, and if it is only one-sided, the consequences will be unimaginable.

That night, he fell asleep in a daze, and woke up in a daze, before dawn, full of cold, but fortunately wrapped in animal skins, and there was a fire burning all night beside him, and he was taken care of.

The surroundings were silent and depressing, which was two extremes from last night's hilarious scene. The warriors had already gotten up, each checking their weapons, some praying silently to the heavens, and a considerable number of them were facing east, as if waiting for the sun to rise.

At this time, the sky was already white, and the big war was not far away.

Su Yang suddenly realized that last night's joy may be to bloom the last glory of life, because after this battle, I don't know how many people will no longer be able to speak, and will lie in the cold ground, dust to dust.

"Sanmiao!" I don't know who it was, but suddenly there was a loud roar.

"Three seedlings, three seedlings!"

The warriors roared, and instead of exploding in silence, they perished in silence. However, this is not to rebel against the uprising or anything, but for the sake of the tribe.

When he was born, he didn't bring an inch, and everything was given by the tribe; When you reach adulthood, everything you get also belongs to the tribe; When you die, give your life to the tribe and give it back to the tribe......

This is life, not alone, and dying as it should. At least that's what primitive people think, they have no regrets in life!

"Roar, roar." Jiuli, who was only two miles away, also heard a roar, sonorous and rhythmic, as if the army was walking in a phalanx, and it seemed to be holding a weapon to send out a death rage at the hunt.

The witches and elders on both sides did not meet and quarrel, and at this time, only with blood and chest anger could the old grudge be washed away, and no one could stop this battle.

Although Su Yang felt that he should eat breakfast on the battlefield, otherwise it was very likely that he would have low blood sugar, well, this was just a joke, and the solemn and torn atmosphere of the scene had already made him forget about everything else, and normal people were infected.

He also caught the white spear, and had the urge to fight a big battle, although the cause of the incident was only because of the ownership of a cow, and he didn't ask why he was fighting, but he just wanted blood and it wasn't cold!

The invisible momentum rose to the sky, as if breaking through the clouds, and a ray of golden light appeared, which was gentle, it was sunshine, but it seemed to burn everyone.

I don't know who it was, I suddenly grabbed my weapon and hurried forward, and the people around me followed, and more and more people rushed to the battlefield, without mobilization, without tactics, and without last words.

The silence in the roar, the explosion in the silence, the people in front are going faster and faster, the people behind are chasing more and more, thousands of people are rushing, and the blood is boiling!

When everyone rushed over, the people of Jiuli Manniu also rushed over, facing the rising sun, not very real, as if there was an endless flow of people, there is no river here, but it can flow into a river of blood.

"Ahh Someone pounds their chests and thumps, and if they can't feel the pain, then their heads may explode, and the atmosphere is too tense, exciting, and burning......

The sorcerer stood at the front with the other nine sorcerers holding his spear aloft, their bodies glowing with a faint gold, as they prepared to fight with all their might, whether they were alive or dead.

Although the shamans knew that the purpose of this battle was to form an alliance, it was only for them to think about one thing and take out as many totem warriors as possible.

"Fight, defeat the Jiuli Barbarian Bull Clan!" The witch of Sanmiao roared, which also means that the war has begun, and the sun in the sky is to witness, the vicissitudes of life, and only the great day is an eternal legend. (To be continued.) )