In the dark blue sky, more than a dozen goshawks are flying. Under the sky is an open and vast grassland with grass like waves. On the grassland, a vast team like a river is moving forward from east to west.
The team has more than 100000 people, from more than a dozen tribes of different sizes.
There is a red face with red dye on the face, a white part covered with bone powder, a burning part that burns the hair into black spots, and an ear piercing part with tusks on the ears
In the past, it was impossible for these wild people of different tribes to move forward together in peace as they are now.
For the survival and continuation of the tribe, they will only fight each other, compete for territory, rob women and livestock, capture each other as slaves, and sell the enemy to danze merchants.
Now, they have been conquered by the cavalry of the fire worship department and have a common king.
A soaring goshawk suddenly lowered its wings, slid from the dark blue sky to the center of the team and landed on a white ferocious horn.
"TUTA."
Looking at the majestic man sitting on the back of Warcraft and feeding the goshawk, gulbin said with a flattering smile: "At the current speed, we can reach the long snake Canyon in less than ten days. If we can speed up a little, we can arrive in less than five days. Outside the canyon, we can attack immediately. The tribes that go first must have made enough siege weapons."
Mongo, the king of the wild people, is the most powerful soldier of the fire worship department. He is wearing a black mole leather pants, shirtless, bright copper skin, muscles like raised hills, thick beard with iron rings, long hair smeared with animal oil and tied in a bundle at the back of his head.
At his waist, there is a flame pattern directly to his chest and back with red dye, and there is also a red flame tattoo at the corners of his eyes.
While feeding the goshawk with prairie rat meat, he said contemptuously: "you danze people are just a group of cowards. You can only hide on the city wall and shoot arrows. You don''t have the courage to fight directly with us prairie people! Once you lose the city wall, you are just prey for us to chase and kill!"
"Yes!" gulbin said with a flattering smile, "Compared with grassland knights, danze cavalry is really vulnerable. Dear TUTA, please rest assured that as long as you have siege weapons, the wall of boulder fortress will be smashed to pieces in an instant. Now there are only soldiers from averier County, who can''t stop your army. As for the south, it is the world of grassland knights, and you will be happy Happy there! "
"Little mouse!" a wild man on horseback laughed at him, "do you think we can''t break through your city wall without those machines? Your city wall can''t stop us at all! You danze people are all cowards worse than women. In addition to making something, they only accompany us to become our slaves!"
Gulbin was thin, with prominent cheekbones, sunken cheeks and a pair of mouse eyes, so the wild people called him "little mouse" contemptuously.
In the face of the ridicule of the blood alliance guard, although gulbin despised it in his heart, he still had a flattering smile on his face.
The blood alliance guard is similar to the oath knight and is the personal guard of Mongo TUTA. These guys have more than 500 people, all of whom are strong and like a human iron tower. They are the highest group of wild people.
But in gulbin''s heart, this group of blood alliance guards, like all wild people, are a group of fools who are good for nothing except fighting.
He has heard many rumors about wild people, but any rumors are not as shocking and despised as what he saw with his own eyes.
Except for one of the four knights who accompanied him to the dogamia grassland, the other three died at the hands of these blood alliance guards - it is hard to imagine that some people don''t use singing and dancing to entertain themselves, but fight and kill for fun.
The drumming drums made people''s heads ache. Women brought animal meat pickled with unknown herbs and watched the battle of blood alliance guards while eating.
Some battles are challenges, defeating the old blood alliance guards, so as to become one of them and have a higher status.
Some people are hostile to each other. When TUTA eats, it is the only time to fight openly. Taking people''s lives seems to be the only way for wild people to solve their contradictions.
In addition, the most incomprehensible thing is that some fights are completely reckless.
Perhaps because of a provocative look or even unexplained dissatisfaction, the two savage Knights have to fight with machetes. The winner will cut off each other''s head, hold it in his hand and roar around like a show off.
It''s like a beast!
What is more terrible than this is that in the face of their lost companions, the onlookers did not care. They waved their arms and shouted at the winner one after another, just like onlookers fighting animals.
The three Knights under him lost their lives in the duel and became the excrement of Warcraft because they couldn''t stand the provocation of the blood alliance guard.
In addition, what''s more shocking is that these guys have no sense of shame at all. At the party, he experienced more than one scene that made people blush and ears dry.
After the fight, the wild Knight threw his head at him, grabbed a wild woman, and then laughed wildly in full view of the public, like a male horse riding on a mare.
Gulbin once suspected that these guys had special diseases. They must be watched by everyone to make the crotch things hard. Moreover, the more people, the better the effect.
In more than a year, he witnessed at least ten blood alliance guards, who lost their lives because they wanted to participate in a new fight.
Law and civilization are like shit on the togamia grassland!
After the goshawk was full of food, he spread his wings again and ran into the sky. Facing the ridicule of the blood alliance guard, gulbin humbly agreed.
Looking at Mengo TUTA, whose throat is surging and he is drinking with his head up, he smiled humbly: "TUTA, as long as we break through the boulder fortress and move hundreds of miles eastward, we can go to the south along the river. It is a region with abundant water and grass. Grassland soldiers can hunt and gallop as many slaves as they want!"
Mungo Tutta put down his wine bag and stared down at him. Under the fierce beast''s eyes, gulbin was like a barking duck, suddenly strangled by someone''s neck.
"I want more of this wine!" ordered the king of the wild people.
"Yes!" gulbin responded quickly, holding the reins tightly in both hands. "Don''t worry, I promise you, as long as you enter the south, you can have as much wine as you want! And we can catch the brewers as slaves and let them brew this wine for you!"
Seeing the other party nodding, gulbin''s heart was lifted up, and then he calmed down slightly - on the grassland, no one can ask TUTA to do anything.
But he is going crazy. Getting along with these stupid wild people is like being with wild animals. Now he just wants to return to the civilized world of mankind.
Little mouse?
Oh!
In the girls'' mouths, he is called gulbin as a little giant!