Fresh green meadows are produced in the north due to continuous rainfall, and the grass seeds carry the fragrant smell of grass to spread along the breeze to the whole continent.

The unique delicacy captivates more than 800,000 wildebeests that originally inhabit the south, making them one of the largest mobile groups in the animal world.

Migrating wildebeest wake up early, usually moving slowly in a long and neat line at dawn.

The team can't see the head or the tail.

They are very disciplined, one end to the other, no chase, no sound, silently blending with the tranquility of the prairie morning, moving slowly, occasionally encountering a hunting lion pack to speed up and run as if whipped.

In a rhythm that is sometimes fast and sometimes slow.

Across the early morning, across the midday, to the dusk.

Walk across the plains, step over the volcanoes, and come to the river.

The marching wildebeest marched in a line stopped in front of the river and were automatically transformed into phalanxes by the pushers who came after them, and they were still disciplined, like an army ready to go to battle.

The leader of the golden wildebeest tried his best to find a suitable point forward, but hesitated again and again under the gaze of the crocodile.

Now, everyone couldn't help but hold their breath.

This is perhaps the first time that the wildebeest migration has been photographed so clearly in the most vivid form.

In the same time and space, while they were eating, walking, and chatting, there was a huge group of tens of thousands of people trying to survive a moat!

The scaly yellow clouds in the sky gradually turned red.

Bi Fang rushed to the river in the afternoon and crossed the river after making a raft, and the time was close to five o'clock.

As we approach November, daylight hours in the Northern Hemisphere are much shorter.

At five o'clock, the poached egg of the sun in the sky was filled with red edges, and the outlines of the black trees gradually blurred under the dull halo.

At some point, a dark cloud of lead gray drifted from the east, like a giant curtain, covering half of the sky.

Under the lightning and torrential rain, the grass is growing luxuriantly.

And beneath the other half of the sky, the grasslands, which had dried and withered, glowed with a reddish-golden glow.

The wildebeest leader was afraid of the monsters in the river and did not dare to move forward easily, but the latecomers still poured in like waves on the vast horizon.

Gradually, the disciplined phalanx began to swell, and the straight boundary line became more and more curved, closer and closer to a circle.

The wildebeest in the foremost position was pushed, squeezed, and urged.

At stake.

The wildebeest leader roared and tried to control the tribe, but to no avail.

Faced with the psychological fear of natural predators, wildebeest is really too difficult to overcome.

One blow, then decline, three and exhaustion, the front team has always been stagnant.

They are like the coin pushers in the arcade with the largest stacks of coins, facing the problem of being thrown in one coin after another, and it is only a matter of time before they are knocked down.

But in the end, it was not the coin outlet that greeted the wildebeest, but the long snout of the crocodile full of fangs.

The crocodiles' eyes were red as they waited for the final prize, and the hunger that lasted for half a year made the acid in their stomachs spill over and swallow the stones that help them digest.

As diners, they are not friendly.

The phalanx turned into a circle and began to swell in all directions.

The wildebeest all screamed.

The game coins fell one after another, and the melodious sound of falling coins reverberated in the air, and there was a sound of clearing.

Finally, the huge coin tower that had been maintained for a long time fell.

Countless coins have fallen, colliding, rubbing, and tumbling in the air.

All the sounds intertwined and turned into the most piercing bell.

A large, invisible hand frantically pressed the bell, and tied bright red napkins to all the hungry diners.

No one knows if the wildebeest jumped first because of his bravery or because of the treacherous nature of his companions.

And so it all happened.

When the first wildebeest took its first step, a very small number of "death squads" followed, followed by a large number of troops.

The circle, which had swelled to its limit, seemed to find its own pressure relief and squeezed all the wildebeest out in one fell swoop, falling into the river.

In order to defeat these prehistoric creatures in armor and fangs, the wildebeest knew they had to rely on teamwork and numerical superiority to rush through the crowd.

When thousands of troops rushed into the river, the crocodile would definitely not be able to parry, so they could only avoid it.

The wildebeest seemed to understand this, so they did not hesitate to run after having a leader.

The sound of footsteps, mighty and mighty, raised a cloud of dust.

The air became cloudy, layered with the yellowing and undulating water, blurring the line between the two.

The distant roar of thunder mixed with the roar of a wildebeest makes it impossible to tell the difference between the two.

It was as if a rolling thunder had fallen on the wide surface of the river and exploded.

The pupils of the spectators who watched all this slowly dilate, and their blood seemed to boil with the neighing of the wildebeest.

In Africa, the annual wildlife migration not only allows people to see the power of life, but also allows people to directly see the power of the stars behind life.

Such a scene has also created a unique wildebeest migration.

"The Great Wildebeest Migration is known as one of the 'Seven Wonders of Nature', and there is a tragedy behind its majesty."

"It's the animals fighting for the right to live in nature, and it's nature's callous selection of these herbivores, and every great migration is amazing."

The ambient noise was so loud that the tremor of the ground could be felt even by Bi Fang on the tree, so he could only shout at the top of his throat.

Harley on the side was even more scared and wanted to climb higher up the tree, but Bi Fang grabbed his hind legs with one hand and prevented him from going up.

The cheetah's ability to climb trees is far inferior to that of its relative, the leopard, and it is impossible to tell when it will fall if it goes up.

And, now it's their turn.

Bi Fang slid down from the tree with Harley in his arms, fell to the ground, stretched out his hand to point at the wildebeest herd, and shouted at the drone above: "The fifty-meter wading sprint is a great drain for the wildebeest, and when they cross the river and finally come ashore, it is also the moment when their vigilance is the most relaxed." ”

"Exhausted, nervous slack, this is the best hunting moment!"

"Previously, we didn't know where the wildebeest was going to cross the river from, so for safety, we had to go up the tree to avoid a head-on collision, but now we can attack from the side after avoiding the edge!"

As the more mobile side, charging into battle is the best way to do it, and sneaking out on the flanks is the best way.

The wildebeest herd, which had lost a large number of their companions, finally came ashore with wet hooves, and they were exhausted by the push of their companions behind them at a pace that was neither fast nor slow.

Also on the shore, dozens of meters away, Bi Fang was not in a hurry, he took Harley, and went parallel in the same direction at the speed of a walk, watching more and more wildebeest come ashore.

Finally, when the head was young and strong, the little wildebeest mixed in the middle came!

"Now, run!"

Bi Fang led Harley first, ran side by side with the wildebeest, and began to approach!

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