totem god system

Chapter 321 Final Decision

When people are serious about doing something, time will pass quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it is the end of autumn, and the weather starts to become cold.

After three months of practice, the knights became more familiar with the three new weapons. At least they could use the three weapons to skillfully hunt the prey of the four-horned sheep.

The closer to winter, Hongmane Yanglie felt that the burden in his heart was heavier. The ostrich mentality could not be changed, and what should be faced in reality still had to be faced, so he had to cheer up.

Xiaobai seemed to be okay, watching the knights practice every day, going hunting with the knights, telling dirty jokes with the knights, and laughing together.

Hongmane Yanglie once wondered whether he heard it wrong, and whether Xiaobai had a better way.

Time passed, Xiaobai still didn't move, it was obvious that he was asked to make a choice.

In fact, Hongmane Yanglie didn't know that the god he believed in, Redmane Liema, had found Xiaobai in private, hoping that Xiaobai would help them again, but Xiaobai ruthlessly refused.

In Xiaobai's view, Red Mane Yang Lie was born with heavy burdens on his shoulders. He was destined to become Godot and be responsible for the tribe. Tribal people can idle around every day, laughing and joking, and not doing their jobs, but Godot can't. He has a sense of responsibility and the ability to resist pressure. , these are Godot must have.

A weak Gordo is destined to lead the tribe to perdition.

In this world that pays attention to the law of the jungle, it is quite normal to annex each other, especially the grassland.

The tradition of the foreign grassland is different from that of the forest. The forest also pays attention to some honor and loyalty, while the grassland pays more attention to survival. They understand that in order to survive, even betrayal is worth it.

Just after the red-maned horse tribe was destroyed, the tribesmen migrated almost without any nostalgia, and merged into other tribes without any sense of guilt in their hearts.

This is the grassland, crueler than the forest, the winner has everything, and the loser accepts defeat honestly.

After getting in touch with Hongmane Yanglie, Xiaobai feels that this is a child who still has beautiful fantasies about the world and is unwilling to take responsibility.

This is not the case. The Red-Maned Ritual Horse Tribe has fallen apart. The original tribal people no longer believe in the Red-Maned Ridge Horse. They have been completely merged into other tribes.

There are only these 80 or [-] people left. If you don’t want to change, but still hold the concept of "people don’t deceive me, I don’t deceive others", then there is only a dead end.

Looking at the history of the reincarnation tribe, one can know that the rise of a force definitely does not rely on simple peace, but on fighting, fierce fighters, and force is the key to guarantee everything.

On a night in late autumn, there was a cold wind hanging on the grassland, and it seemed that winter had already entered. Red Mane Yanglie found Xiaobai.

"Boss." Red Mane Yang Lie shouted, and then sat down beside Xiao Bai.

"Have you figured it out?" Xiaobai asked calmly with a grass root in his mouth without looking at him.

"Is there really no other way?" Hongmane Yanglie still tried his best.

"No." Xiaobai said bluntly: "Sometimes I really feel that you don't look like a prairie person, a mother-in-law, you are not straightforward at all, why do you have to think about it?"

"I always feel that killing is a cruel thing." Hongmane Yanglie held his head and said weakly. In order to resurrect the gods, he led the knights to plunder and kill everywhere. After the gods were resurrected, he gave up. This kind of bloody life, hoping to return to a stable life, did not expect it to be just wishful thinking.

"Cruel?" Xiaobai sneered: "Where is it not cruel? This grassland is not cruel, what about those giant insects and beasts, or is it that tribes are not cruel, so what about caravans? The world has always been cruel." Cruelty is like a hunting ground, except that you close your eyes and don’t want to look at it, deceiving yourself and making yourself feel that the world is beautiful and peaceful.”

Xiaobai mercilessly lifted off that layer of disguise, revealing the bloody reality Chiguoguo in front of Hongmane Yanglie.

Hongmane Yanglie covered his face, and after a long while, he rubbed his face hard and raised his head: "Boss, do you think we can really survive the winter?"

"No one can guarantee that you will all survive. If you fight, you just have hope." Xiao Bai spat out the grass roots in his mouth and said indifferently.

"I want to live." Hongmane Yanglie took a deep breath, looked at Xiaobai, and said seriously.

"Then go kill, stop living in your own fantasy, see the reality with your own eyes, and then talk." Xiaobai patted Hongmane Yanglie on the shoulder, ending this conversation.

The next day, Red Mane Yang Lie summoned the knights and didn't let them go hunting or practice weapons. More than a hundred people lit a fire in the camp and sat around in a circle. Xiaobai also came over.

"I have something to discuss with you today." Hongmane Yanglie stood in the center, looked around, hesitated for two seconds, then gritted his teeth and said.

"Gordo, if you have something to say, just say it. We are not outsiders." A red-faced knight opened his mouth wide, showing a mouthful of yellow teeth and said with a smile.Others also joined in.

"I want to discuss with you about the issue of winter." Red Mane Yang Lie rubbed his hands, sat on the ground, and leaned against the fire.

"Actually, if you don't tell me, we are going to ask. This winter is very difficult. We don't have enough supplies. Food, animal skins, tents, and even dyes are not enough." Another knight followed up, and his words attracted a lot of attention. The knights whispered, this is a matter of life and death, they didn't say it in advance, because they believed in Hongmane Yanglie, and they also believed in Xiaobai, but they had to have a bottom line in their hearts.

Generally, in winter, the grassland tribes stop migrating, find a place to settle down, survive the whole winter, and continue their nomadic life when the spring is warm and the flowers bloom.

The grassland lacks trees. In winter, when there is no snow, the cold wind will blow like a steel knife. If it snows, it will be even more terrifying. The cold that freezes people into lumps of ice.

"Well, I want to say, I want to say..." Hongmane Yanglie murmured and repeated, looking at those expectant eyes, he suddenly couldn't continue speaking, and couldn't help looking at Xiaobai for help.

Xiaobai blinked his eyes, whistled, and looked at the sky, hehe, there are flying eagles in the sky, so beautiful...

Hongmane Yanglie sighed, clenched his fists and said: "We may not be stationed for the winter this year, we will continue to be nomadic."

"what?!"

"Nomadic in winter?"

"Gordo, are you sick, why are you nomadic in winter?"

The knights couldn't help but panic when they heard what Red Mane Yang Lie said.

(End of this chapter)