I am a Primitive Man

"stop!"

The wind swept down with snowflakes, and the white linen wrapped around the stele was constantly agitated by the wind.

Han Cheng, who was beating the drum all the way, came to the stone tablet, and after beating the drum vigorously, he shouted.

Tietou stood up and the sledge stopped, Han Cheng and Wu stepped down the sledge and came to the stele.

The big brother took the drumstick in Han Cheng's hand, and stood on the sledge without getting down.

The two groups carried the leader of the sheep tribe and the man who died tragically during the attack on the semi-agricultural tribe, and then came to the stone stele together and carefully put down the stretcher on their shoulders.

The people who followed came to the stele in turn and stopped.

"These two people, one faced the threats and temptations of the enemy tribe, and would rather die than expose the tribe’s information, and would not betray his tribe! One died when attacking the enemy tribe!

They did not die in vain! They died in the great things of defending the tribe and eliminating threats!

Their death brought victory to our tribe! Let our tribe become stronger and safer!

They are the heroes of our tribe! "

Han Cheng looked at the people of the Qingque tribe who gathered together and stood silently, and said loudly.

The voice is serious, with some admiration, very contagious.

The sheep tribe is now integrated into the Qingque tribe, and the leader of the sheep tribe has naturally become a member of the Qingque tribe.

After learning about the deeds of the leader of the sheep tribe, Han Cheng was shaken in his heart after learning about the deeds of the leader of the sheep tribe, and he began to do some text processing and write it into a model essay.

It is not only taught when teaching in a large brick house, but also often to other people in the tribe.

The Qingque tribe is not large and the population is not large. The things that the leaders of the sheep tribe have done are shocking, and after some processing by Han Cheng, they are even more infectious.

After two days were not used, the people in the tribe already knew this shocking and admirable deed.

Many people in the tribe, after knowing this deed, were full of enthusiasm, their bodies shivering slightly, and they felt admiration from the heart for the behavior of the leader of the sheep tribe.

At this time, Han Cheng once again mentioned the leader of the sheep tribe. Faced with the persecution of evil and fierce enemies, the leader of the sheep tribe chose to defend the tribe with death, and it instantly appeared in the hearts of everyone.

Before that, most of them had never heard of the new word ‘hero’, but at this moment, they could understand what the **** son meant by hero.

Yes, a person who can do such a thing for the tribe is indeed a hero!

Many emotions surged in the hearts of the Qingque tribe, brewing among them.

After hearing about the deeds of the leader of the sheep tribe, the emotions that were generated that were difficult to describe in words and could not be accurately summarized by them suddenly became clear at this time.

Yes, he is a hero! The hero of the tribe! The man who died in this attack on the evil hostile tribe is also the hero of the tribe.

The son of God is right, they died to make the tribe better, they are all heroes of the tribe!

Han Cheng and Wu worked together to untie the rope tied to the stele.

The cold wind was bitter, and as soon as the ropes below and in the middle were untied, the white linen wrapped on the stone tablet was torn away by the cold wind, as if even the cold wind couldn’t wait to know what was engraved on the stone tablet. .

The white linen was uncovered, and eight large characters carved on the stone tablet appeared in front of everyone.

"Green bird hero! Forever!"

As the cold wind roared and snow flew, Han Cheng pointed to the newly constructed stone monument behind him and shouted to everyone.

Seeing this tall stone stele, hearing the cry of the son of God, seeing the two people and the jar covered by the blue quer flag in front of us, remembering the shocking story they heard before, the blue quer tribe standing in the cold wind Everyone, could not help the blood pouring up, tears mixed with some other strong emotions.

"Green bird hero! Forever!"

Everyone screamed in unison, hoarse, as if they were venting, but also as if they were trying hard to keep something in their hearts and carve them into their bones.

The sound rose to the sky. At this moment, even the howling cold wind and the dancing snowflakes seemed to be forcibly suppressed by this magnificent sound!

"Boom boom boom boom! boom boom boom boom!..."

His eyes were red, and he got goosebumps because of his emotions. Holding the drumsticks in both hands and struggling hard, he seemed to see the leader of the sheep tribe. He died calmly in order to protect the secrets of the tribe. I want to break the drum in front of me.

"The Green Bird Hero! Forever!..."

"Boom boom boom boom! boom boom boom boom!..."

The shouts rang again and again with the sound of drums. When the stele was unveiled, and when Han Cheng pointed to the stele and shouted these words, the atmosphere in front of the hero's cemetery was exploded.

Han Cheng clenched his fist and shouted loudly with the people of the tribe, feeling equally excited.

A tribe needs faith and heroes.

Heroes need people to admire, they need the respect and glory that heroes deserve,

And the leader of the Sheep Tribe is the first hero to emerge from the Qingque Tribe!

His deeds will be spread throughout the tribe and will inspire everyone in the Qingque tribe.

With heroes, the overall cohesion of the Qingque tribe will be greatly improved.

And these people who died for the tribe can also get the dignity and glory they deserve...

The female sacrifice of the former semi-agricultural tribe was round, and a white linen cloth was tied to her arm. At this moment, she stood in the crowd with a pale face.

In the past, she felt that the reason why her tribe would lose to the Qingque tribe was because there were not as many people in her tribe as the Qingque tribe. The weapons of her tribe were not as sophisticated as those of the Qingque tribe. The Horde attacked...

However, now ~www.wuxiahere.com~ she has a new understanding. She does not understand this understanding, but she can feel that the distance between her tribe and the Qingque tribe is even greater than she had imagined before. Be big!

Even if they didn't think about them, their own tribe was not the opponent of the Qingque tribe.

What I used to be proud of, in front of the Qingque tribe, really is nothing...

After an unknown period of time, the trembling voice disappeared, and the person standing in front of the stone stele carried two people to the cemetery behind.

A handful of soil piled up, covering the jar, covering up the true face of the hero.

However, the people of the Qingque tribe felt that the heroes of the tribe were closer to them, just like the tomb slowly rising above the ground...

Heavy snow fell and gradually covered the two tombs. The two small stone monuments that recorded names and deeds, and the large stone monument in front were stained with some snow. In the snow, they appeared to grow taller...

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