"I want to kill a few ants!"

The protagonist's eyes are resolute, this is indeed his most real and naked thought, even in a dream, anger and killing intent are still irrepressible.

"Why?"

The ant is not affected by the protagonist's emotions, although he is himself, and the protagonist knows what he is thinking and he knows and understands, but he still throws the question.

"Why!?"

The protagonist muttered to himself, and he was also a little puzzled as to why he had such a strong killing intent.

It's because the males killed the paver ants, and that's just the most obvious reason.

"Because they killed people!" The protagonist uses the word "human", as if this is the only way to reflect the justice of his thoughts.

"They broke the law......"

The more the protagonist himself speaks, the more ridiculous he feels.

The ant's mocking voice sounded: "Law!? Have you made a law? Is there a law in the kingdom of big-headed ants? Or do you have a constitution in your mouth and follow the law? ”

The protagonist can't answer, and he knows that what he's saying is an excuse, a poor excuse to kill the other person.

There are no laws in the kingdom of the big-headed ants, and there are no laws for all races, kingdoms, and tribes on both sides of the river, and even the more advanced big-headed ant remnants seem to have no laws. Not just statutory law, it seems that there is no customary law. All ants act strictly according to instinct and instinct-based rules, and it would be far-fetched to say that these rules are "customary law", because there is no real judgment and punishment in the ant world.

Therefore, from the perspective of the ants' code of conduct, it is not "illegal" for male ants to kill occupational ants!

The protagonist knows that what he is really worried about and afraid of is what makes him angry, which is the stubbornness, conservatism, rock-solidness, and inadversity of the male ant class.

Even if he is the king of God's messengers, the spokesman of God, victorious, intelligent, and prestigious, he is powerless to shake the unity of this class. They can act within the rules they approve of, but once they touch the rules, they may be eaten up by this class.

Even the rolling and Rambo flying who can be said to have a "blood brother" relationship with the protagonist, don't look at the current respectful and loyal. But the protagonist can't guarantee that one day they will rush up with their soldiers and cut off their heads with their jaws.

As a "dictator" who intends to carry out his own will and only wants to have his own will, and the primitive and simple democratic ruling class of the ant class, they are destined to clash in power.

Therefore, the protagonist consciously cultivates the power of paving ants and hunting sickle ants as a restrain and constraint on the male ants of the big-headed ants.

The protagonist doesn't think he's done wrong, although he destroys the tradition of ants and becomes an outlier in the eyes of many males. But tradition is meant to break through. As a reborn, he has mastered technology, systems, and ideas that far exceed the world's level, so why should he be willing to be an ordinary ant with the same dust as the light?

The god of crossing brought me to this world to change this world, just like the countless time-travelers at the beginning, the time-travelers are destined to be extraordinary and want to subvert the world.

However, this naked, utilitarian, bloody idea, the protagonist cannot be made public, he needs a face to explain his claims, not only to convince others, but also to convince himself.

"Because, these males kill their companions, and perhaps it is not against the laws and morals of ants. But, in my opinion, these ants are all equal, equal in soul and equal in body. Under my command, I cannot tolerate such murders, they need to pay the price, to warn the other ants, let them know, what is civilization and what is prohibition! ”

The protagonist gives a tirade, and he is convincing himself to prepare for the upcoming conference to convince the other ants.

The ants still have the same sneering expression, and the hard carapace and missing facial features can't stop this look.

He said slowly, "Let me tell you a story." ”

"In September 1893, the British South African Company sent an army under the command of Lieutenant Colonel Adams to march towards Bulawayo, the capital of the kingdom of Matabele, with the intention of conquering the indigenous nation.

The operation was accompanied by three units, including the Victorian Column and the Salzpori Column.

The last force was Henry. The regiment led by Lauke consisted of 60 infantrymen, a 224-man border police regiment (12 officers and 212 soldiers), 215 horses, 4 Maxim machine guns, and 2 seven-pounder guns; A 225-man South African Police Regiment with 191 horses, 1 Maxim, and 10 ox carts. They were joined by 250 Boers and at least 1,000 indigenous Botswana warriors.

Matabele's army held back Henry. The first ambush in the Somabra forest by the corps of 6,000 Matabele warriors led by Lauke was aborted by dense fog.

On October 25, the Battle of the Shangani River broke out, and the Matabele fighters launched an attack on the enemy's position, but were strafed by machine gun fire, and the Matabele fighters, who had seen the power of the Maxim machine gun for the first time, fell into a panic, 600 people were killed, and the corps was forced to retreat.

But they were not intimidated by the superior force of the enemy. After regrouping, on 1 November they fought an even more tragic resistance battle on the banks of the Benbetzi River. This time, they concentrated their entire army, 5,000 legions of the same age, and launched an assault.

The British colonial army had their backs to the Benbezi River and formed a circular position with ox carts, and the Matabele warriors launched a fierce attack on the colonists' positions from three sides. Under the net of machine-gun and artillery fire, the Matabele launched wave after wave of attack, like a black wave in the setting sun, and the wave constantly lapped on the reef and turned red powder. Finally, when the number of dead reached 2,400, the Matabele men ran out of strength and had to abandon the attack.

In view of the excessive armament and military technology of the two sides of the war, Matabele's army burned the capital and retreated to the northwest. In 1895, their territory was ruled by the British South African Company and renamed Rhodesia.

In later generations, the war was interpreted as: Henry. Commanding 48 British infantry, Lauke repelled an attack of 6,000 Zulus with 4 Maxim machine guns, killing 3,000 and fulfilling the myth of Maxim.

Forget it about mistaking the Matabele for the Zulus, forget about the 1,000 indigenous African warriors on the victor's side who left no names, and ignore the remaining 709 whites.

Do you know what I'm trying to say? ”