I am a Primitive Man

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The wind brought snowflakes down one after another, and the white linen cloth wrapped on the stone tablet was constantly agitated by the wind.

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

Tietou stood on his feet, the sledge stopped, Han Cheng and Wu Mai stepped off the sledge and came to the stone tablet.

The eldest brother took the drumstick from Han Cheng's hand and stood on the sledge without getting off.

The two groups carrying the leader of the sheep tribe and the man from the sheep tribe who died tragically when they attacked the Bannong tribe came to the stone tablet together, and Su Rong carefully put down the stretcher on his shoulders.

The people who followed came to the stone tablet one by one and stopped.

These two people, facing the threats and temptations of the hostile tribe, would rather die than expose the tribe's information, and would not betray their own tribe! The other died while attacking the enemy tribe!

They did not die in vain! They died in the great thing of defending the tribe and eliminating the threat!

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 and stood silently, and said loudly.

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

The sheep tribe has now merged 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, after learning from the people of the sheep tribe who were captured together, Han Cheng was shocked, so he began to do it himself, processed some words, and wrote it into a model essay.

Not only do the lectures are given when teaching in the green brick and big tiled houses, but also often give lectures to other people in the tribe on weekdays.

The Qingque tribe is small and the population is not large. What the leader of the sheep tribe did was shocking. After some processing by Han Cheng, it is even more contagious.

It didn't take two days for people in the tribe to know this shocking and admirable deed.

Many people in the tribe,

After knowing this deed, they were all excited and shivered slightly, feeling admiration for the behavior of the leader of the sheep tribe from the bottom of their hearts.

At this time, Han Cheng once again brought up the leader of the sheep tribe. The story of the leader of the sheep tribe choosing to die to defend the tribe under the persecution of evil and fierce enemies suddenly came to everyone's minds again.

Before that, most of them had never heard of the new word 'hero', but at this moment, they could understand what the Son of God 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 everyone in the Qingque tribe, brewing among them.

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

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

Shenzi 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 stone tablet.

The cold wind was bitter, and as soon as the ropes at the bottom and 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 cloth was uncovered, and eight large characters engraved on the stone tablet appeared in front of everyone.

The green sparrow hero! Live forever!

With the cold wind howling and the snowflakes flying, Han Cheng pointed to the newly built stone tablet behind him and shouted loudly to everyone.

Seeing this tall stone tablet, hearing the shout of the Son of God, seeing the two people and the jar covered by the Qingque flag, I remembered the shocking story I heard before, the Qingque tribe standing in the cold wind Everyone couldn't help their blood welling up, and their tears poured out together with some other strong emotions.

The green sparrow hero! Live forever!

Everyone roared in unison, hoarse, as if they were venting, but also as if they were trying hard to remember something in their hearts and engrave it into their bones.

The sound soared into the sky. At this moment, even the howling wind and the wildly dancing snowflakes seemed to be suppressed by this loud sound!

Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!

His eyes were red, and the big brother with goosebumps all over his body because of being too excited, held the drumstick in both hands and beat it vigorously. He seemed to see the leader of the sheep tribe dying calmly in order to protect the secrets of the tribe. He wanted to break the drum in front of him.

The green sparrow hero! Live forever!...

Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!

Shouts rang out with the sound of drums over and over again. When the stele was uncovered, and when Han Cheng pointed to the stele and yelled these words, the atmosphere in front of the Heroes Cemetery exploded.

Han Cheng clenched his fists and yelled loudly with the tribe, feeling equally excited.

A tribe needs faith and heroes.

Heroes need to be admired by people, and 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 those who died for the tribe can also get the dignity and glory they deserve...

Yuan, a priestess from the original Bannong tribe, also had a white linen strip tied around her arm. At this moment, she was standing in the crowd with a pale complexion.

In the past, she felt that the reason why her tribe lost to the Qingque tribe was because the people in her tribe were not as many as the Qingque tribe, and the weapons of her tribe were not as sophisticated as those of the Qingque tribe. Horde raided...

But now, she has a new understanding. She can't explain this understanding, but she can feel that the distance between her own tribe and the Qingque tribe is greater than what she imagined before!

Even if they don't have what I think, my own tribe is no match for the Qingque tribe.

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

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

Handfuls of soil piled up, covering the jar and the true face of the hero.

However, the people of the Qingque tribe feel that the heroes of the tribe are closer to them, just like the tomb that is slowly rising from the ground...

Heavy snow fell one after another, gradually covering the two tombs. The two small stone tablets that recorded their names and deeds, and the big stone tablet in front were all stained with snow. In the snow, they seemed to grow taller...

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