I am a primitive

Standing at the front of the line, Han Cheng turned around and spoke loudly to the crowd. After finishing speaking, he held the wine bowl in both hands and paid respects to the crowd, then leaned back and drank it down.

"Defeat the Bannong tribe!"

"drink!"

The warrior of the Qingque Tribe said this, and also held the wine bowl in both hands and bowed to the void in front of him, then raised his head and drank vigorously.

"￥% Bannong￥Tv"

"drink!"

The people from the other tribes spoke vaguely, then raised their necks and poured wine into their mouths with anticipation, their hearts full of anticipation.

"Cough cough cough..."

A series of severe coughs followed. Those who drank for the first time were blushed and had thick necks from choking.

Seeing such a scene, many people in the Qingque Tribe couldn't help but let out good-natured laughter.

Han Cheng put down the wine bowl, looked at the more than 300 people who were about to go to war, and wanted to imitate a certain advertisement, and shouted to the sky: "Who is your commander in chief?!"

"What is your mission?!"

But after thinking about it, he still didn't shout out these very cool lines. Instead, he pulled out the somewhat rough bronze sword at his waist, pointed at the sky and shouted: "Go forward!"

The blood-red sun rose from the east, and its light burst, dyeing the white snow with a layer of bewitching red.

Many people with weapons stepped on the snow and filed out from the gate of the Qingque Tribe.

Amidst the shouts, the leading elder brother led the deer under the guidance of the slave of the sheep tribe whose face was tattooed.

The deer's hooves stepped on the snow, and the sledge ran over it, leaving two wide snow marks. Many dogs seemed to be struggling in the thick snow.

In the middle of the sledges lined up like a long dragon, Uncle Lu, who is one size bigger, is walking with a longer sledge.

In front of the sledge, a shelf was built with tree sticks, and a bamboo pole was tied in the middle of the shelf. On the bamboo pole, the Qingque flag newly embroidered by Bai Xuemei fluttered in the wind.

Next to the frame where the flags were tied, a drum frame was placed. There was a large drum on the frame. The drumsticks were placed on the edge of the drum frame. Han Cheng, who was wearing leather gloves and tied black linen around the eyes, supported the wooden frame with one hand. , with the other hand on the handle of the bronze sword worn at his waist, and squatting at his feet, the dog Fu Jiang.

Looking at the marching team, Han Cheng felt a little excited.

This was the first time he went out with the tribe's fighters, and it was also the first time that the Qingque tribe went to crusade against a tribe with such great fanfare.

I remember that Li Jing, the god of war of a generation, once attacked the Turks during the season of heavy snowfall, and maimed this invincible northern country in the first World War, and captured the Turkic Khan to dance in the Tai Chi Hall. This time, he also took advantage of the heavy snow to attack. Knowing how to make meritorious deeds...

Under the watchful eyes of everyone in the Qingque tribe, the team of the Qingque tribe went to the east over the snow all the way, except that everyone's eyes were covered with a layer of black linen, which seemed a bit weird. The rest doesn't look much wrong.

Inside the Bannong tribe, the priestess of the Bannong tribe was wrapped in thick leather, sitting on a tree knot in the house and roasting, looking out while roasting.

A slight click caught her attention. It was a tree in the tribe's courtyard that hadn't shed its leaves until now, a branch broken by heavy snow.

The branches drooped, and the accumulated snow on them fell down.

This tree was left on purpose by her when she built the courtyard. The purpose was to provide shade for the people in the tribe during the summer.

Now that such a large branch was broken, the priestess of the Bannong tribe didn't feel any distress. On the contrary, she felt a little relieved and joyful in her heart.

In fact, since the heavy snow fell, she has been in a good mood.

Because this means that for a long period of time in the future, our tribe will be in a very safe state.

During this period of time, I don't need to think about the six tribesmen who never came back after going out, and I don't need to think about where the rest of the sheep tribe are going, and I don't need to worry about the mysterious person named Qing. Tribe of sparrows.

This made her very relaxed.

She looked out like this, and saw that the slaves of the sheep tribe were holding some hay to feed the animals in the tribe.

Seeing these people, the priestess of the Bannong tribe became very angry.

It wasn't these slaves that made her angry, but those people from the sheep tribe who surrendered to their tribe.

It's been such a long time, and these stupid guys haven't learned much of their tribe's language. How can this not annoy her who wants to get more news about the Qingque tribe from these people?

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The daylight faded, and the heavy snow that had stopped fell again. In the snow, a group that could be called a large team in this era was marching forward in the snow.

At this moment, Han Cheng no longer had the vigor and vigor he had when he just set off. At this moment, he shrank his neck in a very disfigured way, wishing to tuck his whole head into the leather jacket.

Standing on the sled, he moved his steps in a small range from time to time to provide some heat for his feet.

Marching in the snow, unexpectedly giving the enemy a fatal blow, this kind of thing is very exciting, and I can't help myself, but when the thing is actually implemented, it makes people feel extremely uncomfortable.

The history books only record that Li Jing took advantage of the heavy snow to surprise the Turks and defeated them. The first battle wiped out the most powerful threat in the north of the Tang Dynasty, washed away the shame of the Weishui Alliance, and let the reputation of Tian Khan spread among the tribes in the Western Regions. It is not written how much these soldiers suffered while climbing the ice and lying in the snow when they took advantage of the heavy snow to attack.

Perhaps many things in the world are like this. When you look at people, you only care about how much you have achieved. As for how much suffering and suffering you have suffered in order to accomplish these things, not many people care .

Feeling the cold, Han Cheng looked at the people sitting on the sledge and those who seemed to be struggling to move forward while stepping on the snow, and felt very emotional in his heart.

The thing is like this, the dream is very beautiful, but on the way to the dream, the wind, frost, rain and snow to be experienced are very uncomfortable.

Some people survived, and some people were scared by the wind and snow and changed their direction and dreams... But they don't know that the road to another dream is also full of difficulties...

The surprise attack on the Bannong tribe led by Han Cheng will not be intimidated by these snowstorms.

On the one hand, it is because everyone is full of confidence in this, and on the other hand, the people walking have magical weapons to keep out the cold.

Among the people walking, from time to time, someone would take out a firmly plugged clay bottle from his arms.

The leader of the Bear Tribe carefully pulled out the stopper, brought the pottery bottle to his mouth, and carefully drank some of the wine inside.

The sour liquor entered his mouth, he was not willing to swallow it immediately, but let it stay in his mouth for a while, after fully feeling the taste, he swallowed it little by little.

As the wine was swallowed, a sense of warmth flowed from the throat all the way to the stomach.

The leader of the Bear Tribe shuddered warmly, and suddenly felt comfortable all over, as if his whole body had become much warmer.

This is really a good thing!

He held the wine bottle and looked at it for a while, although he really wanted to take two big gulps, but he endured it.

Instead, he plugged it firmly with a plug, and then solemnly put it back in his arms.

Because Shenzi made an explanation before departure, saying that he can only drink a little when the cold is unbearable. There is only one bottle of this kind of thing, and it will be gone after drinking it all.

This wine is really a good thing.