Wu nodded and said: "It is pressure. This is an intangible thing that is difficult to describe. For example, the fear of the superior person by the inferior person. Although there is an element of fear in the inferior person's heart, there is also the majestic oppression of the superior person.
This kind of majesty and oppression is coercion. It is like a small beast that dare not move lightly when it sees a ferocious beast prostrate on the ground."
"Oh," Gong Liang understood after hearing Wu's explanation.
Wu added: "Didn't you say you wanted to leave the tribe and see the world outside? There is an opportunity this time. If you really want to go out, you must prepare in advance."
Chance?
The conscience of the public is strange. I can go out if I want. What chance do I need?
Wu didn't explain to him and continued to immerse himself in writing.
Gongliang couldn't get the answer and had to leave.
After Yu Han waited for him to leave, he "hummed" at his back. Wu looked up, smiled, then bowed his head and started writing.
The beasts crossing the river had already come ashore and began to walk up the slope in front of the village gate. When the beasts approached the village gate, the Yan tribe warriors took action one after another, either throwing spears and axes, or shooting arrows. In an instant, flesh and blood were
Corpses were flying across the village gate. The ferocious beasts climbing up the slope below were so frightened by the tragic scene in front of the village gate that they stopped and did not dare to step forward.
Seeing this, the warriors of the Yan tribe quickly opened the village gate and quickly collected the bodies of the ferocious beasts that died in front of the village gate.
The fishy smell of blood stimulated the ferocious beast to go crazy, and its eyes turned blood red.
As more and more ferocious beasts crossed the stream, more and more ferocious beasts gathered at the slope of the village gate. They seemed to regard the people in the Yan tribe as food, and they looked over from time to time and let out bursts of ferocious howls.
A group of red-maned tusked pigs as big as a small mountain finally couldn't bear it anymore and galloped up.
The speed was extremely fast, and in an instant, it hit the village gate with a "bang", making a loud noise like a landslide, and the village gate was shaken violently.
"Quick, get a log to hold it up."
The Yanbu warriors who were watching the excitement in front of the village gate quickly picked up logs from the side to hold up the village gate, and were able to withstand the second wave of impact from the big red-maned long-tusked pigs on the hill.
At this time, the Yan tribe warriors standing on the wall of the village took action one after another. The red-maned and long-tusked pig had rough skin and thick flesh, and was covered in a thick mud armor made of condensed mud. It was difficult for spears and arrows to be fired from the outside.
After shooting in, the last few tribal leaders jumped off the village wall and hunted the red-maned tusked pigs, so that there was no need to worry about the village gate being knocked open.
As soon as the little boss is gone, he will burn the essence and blood of Yanwen. Taking advantage of his abundant strength, he will attack the weak points of the red-maned tusked pig with weapons.
For a moment, the red-maned and long-tusked pig was chopped until it was bleeding and howling miserably.
The Yan tribe warriors on the wall were worried that the red-maned and long-tusked pigs would go crazy, so they all jumped down to help. After a while, a group of red-maned and long-tusked pigs were killed cleanly.
These are just two small trials.
As more and more ferocious beasts gathered on the shore, the blood in front of the village gate attracted the attention of the ferocious beasts like the aroma of delicious food. Finally, they couldn't help it anymore, and the beasts roared and rushed towards the village gate.
This time it is not a small group, but a large group of ferocious beasts, including all kinds of beasts.
The warriors standing on the wall suddenly became nervous, looking at the beasts, each holding a long bow, holding on to their spears and axes, just waiting for the beasts to get closer.
In an instant, arrows, spears, and sharp axes flew out like lightning and poured into the herd of beasts like rain. In just a moment, the herd of beasts fell into a pile. But death did not stop them, but made them even worse.
They went crazy. After all, there were only a limited number of warriors on the wall. The unkilled ferocious beasts crashed into the village gate one after another, making loud noises. The warriors behind used logs to hold them back, not daring to relax for a moment.
Some agile ferocious beasts climbed directly onto the village gate and ran into Yanbu.
At this time, the warriors gathered in front of the village gate came into use, and one by one they picked up their weapons and chopped down the ferocious beasts that ran into the tribe.
Occasionally, one or two fish that slipped through the net ran into the tribe, but before they had gone twenty meters, they were hit by a wisp of blue flames and fell to the ground instantly, dead.
This fight didn't end until nightfall.
A river of blood flowed in front of the village gate, and corpses of ferocious beasts were everywhere. Broken limbs, flesh, and internal organs could be seen everywhere. The strong smell of blood floated over Yanbu and lingered for a long time.
After nightfall, two bonfires were lit in front of the village, and the blazing flames illuminated the slope outside the village gate.
Seeing that the beasts no longer came up, the Yanbu warriors began to clean up the battlefield, bringing the edible bodies of ferocious beasts back to the tribe, and throwing the unusable ones directly below for the beasts to eat. Together, the Yanbu and Mabu tribes combined their efforts.
With their own strength, they quickly cleaned up the corpses of ferocious beasts outside the village gate. Everyone also brought spring water from the village to wash the slope outside the village gate, so as to prevent the pungent smell of blood from attracting ferocious beasts again.
At night, the bonfires around Yanbu were brightly lit, illuminating the entire tribe.
During the day's defense, many Yanbu warriors were injured, and a few warriors unfortunately died, but they also harvested a large amount of ferocious beast flesh and blood.
Therefore, shamans performed sacrifices in the ancestral temple at night.
The corpses of huge and intact ferocious beasts were placed in the ancestral temple. There were too many to fit inside, so they had to be placed outside.
The people of the Yan tribe gathered in the ancestral temple, listening to the shamans chanting mysterious sentences. Wisps of green smoke continued to pour from the heads of the ferocious beasts into the ancestral god's flames on the stone pillars of the hall. The flames of the word "Yan" burned fiercely, reflecting the faces of people.
bright red.
Gongliang had always been interested in the green smoke flying past, so he watched it carefully, his mind sinking into it unconsciously, and followed the green smoke drifting towards the stone pillars.
The green smoke was injected into the flames, and was not absorbed by the flames on the stone pillars. Instead, it followed the flames of the stone pillars downwards.
All the way down.
After a while, an empty place suddenly appeared in front of me. There was nothing in it, but there was a dark black wood in the middle, with a blue flame dancing slightly on it.
The green smoke floating from the head of the ferocious beast was completely sucked in by the blue flames.
The conscience of justice came with the blue smoke and clearly saw everything below. He found that the flames on the black wood seemed to be conscious and actually looked at him.
He was so frightened that he retreated, but the blue flames came after him, tightly wrapped around him, and burned him. The hot flames seemed to be not only burning his body, but also burning his soul, making him miserable and life worse than death. But
For some reason, a circle of ice crystal jade dew appeared on his head. Whenever he was about to faint from being burned by the blue flames, there would always be a burst of coolness from the ice crystal jade dew circle to nourish him and keep him awake at all times.
.
how so?
"Ah...ah...ah..."
Gongliang screamed in pain.
"Snapped"
Suddenly, he felt himself being slapped hard and woke up suddenly, only to find that he was still in the ancestral temple, but all the people inside had disappeared, and the ferocious beasts being worshiped had also been removed, leaving him alone here touching his body.
, looking like he was in agony.
The person who photographed him is a witch.
Gongliang felt very embarrassed. His gestures and shouts were too embarrassing in this ancestral temple.
It's just that the feeling just now was so clear and unforgettable. What on earth is going on? Could it be that I am dreaming.
Then I have been dreaming about too many things in the past few days. Yesterday I dreamed that I was sitting at home and could see Uncle Shi's house through the stone wall with my eyes?
Just as I was thinking about it, I suddenly felt dizzy and fainted.