Goodbull happily thought that as long as there were people, the tribe would always be able to thrive. After today's Winter Festival, when I returned to the tent, I had to take a good look at those peaceful women, and strive to sprinkle the seeds and make my veins prosperous.

His face suddenly cooled, and Goodbuller stretched out his hand, but it began to fall with snowflakes.

"Ah, seeing that the winter is about to pass, there is a heavy snowfall, this is really a good sign, Ruixue is a good year, presumably the next year will be a good year!"

Goodbull stuck out his tongue to lick the coldness on his hand, "Thanks to the gods of Yagu and the warriors of the Yagu tribe, Yaguluo can lie down in the tent this winter and sow the seeds of the tribe's prosperity." ”

As night fell, the snow fell a little heavier, but it did not affect the mood of the Yagu tribesmen, and everyone lit a bunch of bonfires, and the blazing flames illuminated everyone's faces red.

Tents from house to house are filled with wine, whole animals are stripped of their skins and roasted on the fire, groups of Yagu tribesmen are dancing around the bonfire, tribal sacrifices are making final preparations, and the winter festival is about to begin.

Not far away there was a row of damp and gloomy cells, hundreds of slaves chained with blank faces and empty eyes looking at the dark and dreary sky, this happy festival did not belong to them, and what awaited them was endless labor, and the slightest slack would be whipped and scolded until death was freed.

"Daddy, I want to eat barbecue too"

The one who spoke was an Anning young boy who had just been caught, drooping his hair, but his immature face was covered with blood, looking at the barbecue outside, he couldn't help but swallow a few saliva, and whispered to his father.

A middle-aged man with a strong figure and scars touched the child's face lovingly with his hand, and said softly:

"Mo Er, Daddy will work more tomorrow, save the rations, and exchange meat for you to eat......"

As he spoke, the middle-aged man's eyes were already wet with tears, he was not afraid of death, but what made him unable to let go was his youngest son, in such a dark place, not to mention eating meat, it was a luxury to live.

"Third Brother Fang, when I was working yesterday, I heard two Yagu people Kan Dashan, saying that we have a great county head in Bei'an County, and even the Nua people have suffered a big loss, and I don't know if it's true or not?"

The middle-aged man turned around and secretly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said angrily:

"How's that going? Our bear soldiers in Bei'an County, don't count on it, no matter how powerful the county chief is, dare to bring someone here to save us? Let's accept our fate! ”

The lifeless cell became a little more lively because someone provoked the conversation, and the middle-aged man who was talking just now was a bearded man in his early thirties, who spoke in a humble voice, and after listening to the middle-aged man's words, he retorted with some dissatisfaction:

"That's not necessarily, didn't we die when we took office as county leaders fighting against the barbarians? Although the ability is not good, but that is also a real man, I heard that the new county head has the boss, even if he doesn't come to save us, then he can always protect our family, right? My mother-in-law just gave birth to a big fat boy for me......"

"Big bull, you are a fool, close your beak if you can't speak"

The middle-aged man known as Fang Sange glared at this bearded man named Da Niu with some annoyance, Fang Laosan was middle-aged and had a son, his mother-in-law failed to save her life when she gave birth, and unfortunately died, and now that the family of two is here, naturally there is no hope.

Da Niu said that his fat son is still at home, isn't this like adding fuel to the fire? Rao is Fang Laosan has a good temper on weekdays, but he is still a little angry.

"Okay, okay, third child, don't be angry, you don't know the character of the big cow, he's not bad, it's not on purpose"

In the dark, an old man hurriedly stood up to play a round, pulled Fang Laosan's hand, and signaled him not to hurt the harmony, after all, in a cell of a different race, the same peaceful people should take care of each other.

"Da Niu, tell me again, what else did you hear?"

"What's the origin of the new county head? What's a great way? ”

"That's right, Brother Niu, you tell us about it."

The big guys gathered all at once, surrounded the big cows in the middle, and asked nonsense.

The already honest bull became the focus of everyone's attention at this moment, and the black face full of hair suddenly became even darker, and he said hesitantly:

"I ...... I didn't hear it all, but I heard that it seemed to ...... It seems to be the reincarnation of a heavenly dragon, and it can still devour evil...... Evil ghost, it's amazing, now no barbarians dare to bully the people of our Bei'an County......"

"Really? That's great, maybe, when will the county chief really turn into a dragon and fly over to save us? ”

Everyone seems to see hope, and this may be the best news that everyone has heard in recent times, and everyone's hearts can't help but be full of hope.

Suddenly, someone pushed the middle-aged man standing aside and asked cautiously:

"Third Brother Fang, you are the most knowledgeable here, can you tell me what Da Niu said to be true?"

As soon as the ghosts and gods said, it was ethereal, and the middle-aged man naturally didn't believe it, but now everyone is in prison, if they all lose their faith, then everyone can really only wait for death, the middle-aged man hesitated again and again, and said ambiguously:

"It's... I don't know, but everyone says that, so it must be true......"

"Big guy, listen, Third Brother Fang said it was true, it definitely can't be fake, let's all kowtow to the county head in the direction of home, maybe his old man heard the rescue and came to save us"

All of them spontaneously knelt on the cold dirt ground, kowtowed reverently to the direction of their hometown, and muttered something in their mouths.

"Smack...... Smack......"

"What's the noise? Be honest with me, beware of Lao Tzu who will drag you out and cut you down now."

The Agu guards in charge of the patrol held a wine jug in one hand and a leather whip in the other, beat the slaves through the prison door, and left with a long laugh.

Not far from the Yagu tribe's station, Su Jun led more than 2,000 new troops to lurk quietly in the snow, without a sound, without a little scratching, the snowflakes fell on the black armor, fell on the shining blades, and after a while, there were many more snowmen in the darkness.

Su Jun quietly stared at the bright firelight not far away, and in the dark night, the firelight was like a target, quietly indicating the target of his attack this time.

"General, give the order, it's getting colder and colder, don't freeze you......"

Yu Dayou looked at the snow on Su Jun's neck, and said with some discomfort in his heart.

The two thousand new troops were all nested in the snow, everyone's hands were red from the cold, but none of them shouted cold, the soldiers were not afraid of the cold, but everyone didn't want their most admired leader to suffer with them.