Primitives are stunned

Chapter 190 Chapter 189
However, that night, Wang Hao took out a square, three-meter-long, one-meter-wide white linen cloth.

On the bleached sackcloth, there is a huge red character 'King' written on the front.Everyone in Wang Village knows each other, this is their surname.Under Wang Hao's compulsory request, even a small doll can write his own name, and of course they will not forget this simple Wang character.

On the back of the sackcloth, a five-clawed golden dragon was painted with golden dye.

Beside the bonfire, Wang Hu grinned and helped Wang Hao, showing the pattern of the golden dragon to all the clansmen.Because of talking nonsense, he was severely punished by his father.When the slave whip fell on his buttocks, he hated Wang Ba to death. Not only did he gloat at his jokes, but he also offered to help his father find tools.

When he was in school, Wang Hao loved Chinese painting, especially dragon painting, and was even dubbed the number one genius of Hangdian by his classmates.Looking at his painstaking work, Wang Hao felt that the original ability has not been put down.

The golden dragon on the big banner, with colorful auspicious clouds under its feet, exudes golden divine light from its body, with a ferocious and majestic expression, sacred and kind.

Just a picture, let the clansmen have a sense of awe that can be seen from a distance but not played with.

Under the bonfire, the golden dragon swayed along with the banner, as if it was alive.No matter how many people looked at Jin Long from any angle, they would find that Jin Long's eyes were staring at him.

This feeling is like being looked down upon by the gods. No matter where you hide, the eyes of the gods are always on you.

Today's Maoqiu is particularly quiet, standing upright, standing motionless on Wang Hao's shoulder.The two claws were held in the mouth together, and the eyes were fixed on the dragon flag, showing a confused look.

"Who said we have no inheritance? We are all descendants of the dragon! The inheritance of the ancestor gods is engraved in our bones and in our hearts. Think about it carefully, what we eat and use now is not guided by the ancestor gods Traces?" Wang Hao growled.If the morale of the clansmen suddenly dropped before the battle, it would be a more serious blow than anything else, so he had to raise their morale.

"Remember, it's called the Dragon God, and it's also the ancestor god!"

"Xuanyuan Sword guides our way forward, and Dragon Banner is our spiritual sustenance!"

"Think about it, the ancestor gods taught us to hunt and gave us tools, but what did their totems bring them? Therefore, their totems are all fake! They are fictional! Only ours are real !"

A series of impassioned words came out of Wang Hao's mouth.

The eyes of the clansmen gradually became brighter following Wang Hao's words.Their emotions were driven by Wang Hao. I don't know who was the first to speak, and shouted "Ancestor God Bless", and then, it was like a flood that opened the valve.

First, the voice of "God Bless the Ancestors" sounded around the bonfire.

Then, spread to the crowd a little further away.

Whether it was the original clan members of Wangcun, or the Shi and Gu surnames who joined later, they all shouted.

The women from Liu Village shouted that in Wang Village, they no longer have to worry about starving, let alone dying at any time. In their view, this is the blessing from the ancestors.

People in Zhao village also shouted. In Wang Hao's words, they also have black hair, speak the same words, and all come from the same ancestor.

Looking at Wangcun, who was able to wrestle with two super tribes because of the protection of the ancestor god, they sincerely hope that the blessing of the ancestor god can also come to them, so that their tribe can also be so strong. rise.

Amid the shouts of the crowd, Wang Hao personally tied the dragon flag to a long and narrow wooden pole, and then waved the dragon flag.Under Wang Hao's waving, the five-clawed golden dragon seemed to come alive, in the flickering light and dark, as if traveling through time and space, celebrating with everyone.

The bonfire party lasted very late, during which Wang Hao brought out twenty jars of fruit wine.

More than ten days are enough for the fruit wine to ferment and mature, and it is just right to take it out now.

Mao Qiu, who was still in deep thought because of Long Qi just now, smelled the aroma of fruit wine, and immediately stopped thinking about those strange questions. He had to drink the first cup first from Wang Hao's hand.

After drinking a glass of wine, two big eyes lit up immediately, and there was a look of surprise from between its brows.Then, it hugged a jar of fruit wine by itself, unwilling to let go.

When Wang Hao was afraid that it would be bad if he drank too much, and came to get the wine jar, Maoqiu anxiously spat more than a dozen saliva into the jar, making Wang Hao speechless for a while.

Slightly sweet fruit wine, the degree is not high.In Wang Hao's view, if it is placed on the earth, it can even be described as a drink.Even so, Wang Hao still overestimated the drinking capacity of the Great Wilderness.

Many people, before taking a few sips, staggered drunk and fell to the ground.At the beginning, Wang Long and the others even thought that everyone was poisoned. After Wang Hao's explanation, they realized that this was a normal reaction to drinking.

After drinking too much, Shi Li ran to look for Wang Erniu. No one knew what happened, but he ran back in embarrassment with a red slap on his face.Then he took Gu Mu and told him about his suffering all night.

Gu Mu, on the other hand, sat there with a cold face all the time, not speaking.When he learned from Wang Hao that this kind of thing called wine might damage people's ability to think, he made up his mind that no matter how delicious the wine was, he would never take a sip.

In the early morning of the next day, the hangover problem that Wang Hao was worried about did not happen, and everyone was working and training energetically.After drinking some wine, they slept more soundly than usual, and they were full of energy in the morning.Except, of course, hairballs.

The half-person-high wine jar, when Wang Hao found Maoqiu, he found that there was only half of the jar of wine left in it, and it was lying on Wang Hu's body, sleeping soundly. It seemed that the half jar of wine was The two of them drank together, but they didn't know what kind of expression he would have after telling Wang Hu about Mao Qiu spitting in the wine.

In the morning, Wang Hu was able to get up and went to the back village to replace Gu Mu and teach everyone archery and battle formation, but Mao Qiu couldn't get up.

Its whole body seemed to be limp, with no strength at all.Wang Hao thought it was amusing, and fiddled with it a few times. As a result, the hairball, which would not get angry no matter how much it was bullied, unexpectedly became angry for the first time, and wanted to hit Wang Hao with all its teeth and claws.

However, in the end, Wang Hao pressed a finger against its soft belly, no matter how hard it tried, it couldn't rush up and it was over.

The long knives polished from fish bones were also distributed to everyone. The 160 long knives were not issued according to their strength, but according to everyone's thorough understanding of the bell and their obedience to the orders of the army formation. .

In other words, the more people who understand the meaning of the bell and the more people who obey the command, the greater the chance of obtaining the fish bone knife.

When 180 soldiers from Zhao Village stood in a square formation and slashed forward with the fishbone long knife in unison, the spectacular scene aroused the excitement of everyone.

A small tree as thick as a thigh, cut into two sections with one knife.

The bluestone the size of a basketball was completely smashed into pieces with a single blow.

Even the strongest man in Zhao Village needs more than ten knives to cut off the black iron wood with thick and thin arms.

Only those on the verge of evolution like Wang Hao and the others can cut off the fishbone long knife. To ordinary people in the wilderness, this big knife is no different from a magic weapon.

Two days passed in a flash.For the training of Zhao Village fighters, the main focus is on obeying orders.With new weapons, their combat power has long surpassed that of ordinary wild people.What Wang Hao is worried about is that during the battle, they will go up to the top, and their disobedience will cause problems in the overall situation.

The shadow of war was getting closer and closer, and everyone said that it was impossible not to be nervous, but when they were confused, as long as they raised their heads, they could see the dragon flag erected in the middle of the village.

With the blessing of the ancestors, what is there to be afraid of?
Whenever they think of this, everyone's hearts will calm down.

When Wang Zhu reported that the army of Wang Village in Nine Dragon Mountains would arrive at the village tomorrow morning, the clansmen who had been prepared for a long time came to their respective posts calmly.Everything has been arranged for Wang Hao, they don't need to worry too much, as long as they follow the instructions of the bell to start the fight tomorrow.

The captives in Jiulong Mountain were all gathered together, tied their hands and guns, and put them under the care of several clansmen.

The savages were also controlled in a corner of the village, and their hands and feet were also tied with ropes.

The women and children who had no combat power took a bamboo raft to the other side of the river, where there was a cave recently opened up by Wang Hao and the others.

There is plenty of food inside, and it is easy to defend and difficult to attack. Only a dozen or so people are needed to block the attack of hundreds of people.

After confirming again and again that there were no mistakes in the arrangements in the village, and after carefully deliberating all possible events, Wang Hao had someone call over a group of people from Yan Village in Jiulong Mountain.

As for what they talked about in the meeting room, no one knows.However, when Wang Hao and the others came out, Yan Shui loosened them, sweating profusely as if they had been fished out of the water.

Wang Hao, on the other hand, announced to the tribe that he formed an alliance with Yan Village in Jiulong Mountain, and the two sides are willing to advance and retreat together.

(End of this chapter)