Herds of antelopes flash and move in the Warsong Mountains, no matter it is a freezing night or a scorching day; the oxygen content in the air is less than half, and scarce surface water surrounds the porous shale; cold and desolate lichens cling to the surface, almost
Helichrysum flowers are swaying and fluttering with the cold current; strong winds from time to time bring up large amounts of smoke and dust, which pass through the white snow and scatter on the top of the mountain.
The spotted hyenas were patrolling their territory in the Frostwolf Wasteland. The high temperature at noon made everything seem like a dream; the dry ground made of huge ravines could not retain rainwater and could not store enough mountain springs; the few vegetations remained year-round.
Together with moss; the thin air makes the blue sky dust-free, and the red clouds in the sky cover the sunset, continuously.
Several vultures hovered in the Starlight Grassland, their extremely ugly looks matched with a voice like a broken drum; the buffalo herd outside the thundering depression kept galloping, raising smoke and dust and flattening the grass roots; thick dead leaves covered the soil of the plants
The surface maintains the temperature and stores water; traces of the herd appear constantly, searching for prey and dividing the territory.
The forest belt surrounding the mountains is the best living area, with lush greenery and tall trees; the humid climate remains the same for thousands of years, sometimes gathering water vapor to form clouds, and sometimes spreading into white mist covering thousands of miles; warm sunshine fills the earth, blessing it
All souls are gone, and the past is transpiring; the footsteps of the beasts are heavy and resolute, rushing towards their hometown in the morning light.
An old elephant was slowly walking towards the horizon with the setting sun. It had not eaten for several days before, and its howling all night made the moonlight become colder. The giraffes stopped chewing one after another and were covered in mud.
The rhinoceros also looked sideways, the lion's eyelids gradually rolled up, and the wildebeest's long beard was hanging down and scattered. Its steps were heavy and firm, and finally walked into the jungle under the gaze of the entire elephant herd.
The noisy baboons appeared and disappeared around me, and the macaw's feathers reflected the colorful colors, but the old elephant seemed to turn a deaf ear to all this. Sometimes it ran wildly, and sometimes it stopped to watch. I don't know when the moonlight had disappeared.
The forest was saturated, and the old elephant came to a certain river valley as he wished. Like a giant fossil, it flapped its ears. After confirming that everything was correct, it turned its sight to the hidden cave on the side.
I saw that the entrance of the cave above the river was covered with vines, and the broken rocks covered with moss were intertwined with grass and trees. A breeze came out of it, sometimes whimpering and roaring, sometimes screaming. The elephant cemetery is its final destination.
The destination has gone through thousands of years of vicissitudes, and has escaped the greedy prying eyes of countless people.
The orcs have had this legend since ancient times: Elephants must return to the secret cemetery before dying and face the end of life alone. Tens of thousands of years ago, a Moronil scholar discovered in the habitat of all beasts
A cave was built with countless tusks and bones piled inside. This news shocked the world, and many people believed that it was the legendary elephant cemetery.
Therefore, in order to obtain these priceless treasures, poachers do not hesitate to take risks and sneak into the habitats of the orcs in groups. However, the bad roots of human nature are far more than this. After the initial "treasure hunting operation"
Later, more bloody and cruel methods were used.
Only 2/3 of the ivory is exposed outside the body, while the other 1/3 is hidden deep inside the elephant's head. In order to maximize profits, poachers usually choose to kill the elephant first and then take out the entire ivory.
.And the whole process is inhumane. Many elephants whose teeth were removed did not actually die on the spot, but died of pain or severe infection. During those dark years, countless roars were mixed with maggots, and the bright red
The blood spread all over the golden plain.
Time flies, and now more and more of these elephants are trained by the orcs to become "porters". Although they are enslaved all year round, they at least live well in Wudun City.
Compared with this approach of the orcs, the ancient continent seemed very cruel. The great nobles gathered in the circus, and the applause that broke out scared the birds, but no one knew the blood hidden behind it.
and cruelty.
Under the endless physical torture and mental torture, the wild elephants learned to be docile; under the cruel and bloody whips and iron hooks, the wild elephants understood who was the master. The elephant trainers usually use a method called "elephant
A "hook" tool is used to hook the elephant's ears and whip its back to force the baby elephant to act according to the training instructions. If it continues to disobey, it will inevitably be tied up and beaten.
The spine is the most fragile part of their body, and they have been put on iron chairs for people to play with since they were young. Therefore, after many years, most of their backs are severely bent and strained. Although they are very frightened and even struggle constantly, they often get better.
It was the abuse and beatings, the constant wailing of the female elephants, and the cold iron chains as thick as arms.
These little elephants are tied up with iron chains and cannot move, and the wooden squeeze cage is even more cramped. They can only stand up inside, but cannot move or lie down. They eat very little every day and can only maintain the minimum amount of food.
In order to survive, he would not starve to death, but he would also lose all ability to resist. Moreover, the mahout would keep making noises. Such continuous torture for half a year would basically destroy the wildness and resistance of the baby elephant.
Half a year later, most of the baby elephants were tortured to the point where they were unable to stand and even lost their energy. The remaining wildness in their hearts was naturally gone. At this time, the mahout would feed the baby elephants normally and start training them like dogs.
But elephants are not shepherd dogs after all, and many movements cannot be learned immediately. Therefore, in order to punish the baby elephants, some mahouts not only use elephant hooks to beat them, but also insert steel into their legs.
Nail.
The little elephants who have nails driven into them dare not move at all, because the nails will rub their flesh and blood and cause excruciating pain. If the elephants are still wild and untamable, the only result will be life imprisonment, and the mahout will tie their hind legs to the wood.
They are placed on a pile so that they cannot lie down or stretch until they die. Maybe they feel uncomfortable and even try to break away, but the result every time is that the skin and flesh are torn and the flesh is tumbling. After a few times, the flesh and the iron chain stick together.
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And those "obedient" elephants began to welcome the nobles from the major principalities. They either carried lovers across the grassland, carried rich people around the green hills, or stood on their back feet to spin the ball. Even the best among them were more accustomed to it.
They gained the ability to paint, but it also brought them new pain and torture.
The painting tools are special wooden brushes that are forced directly into the elephant's trunk, and then tied tightly with crossed wooden sticks to prevent them from falling off. Even though the brushes that are forced into the trunk make them extremely uncomfortable,
But they dare not resist, because the past experiences are still fresh in their memories, and the only condition for survival is surrender.
A simple little flower or a few parallel straight lines may take months of suffering and beatings to cultivate, but profit-seeking businessmen can openly speak their minds, and most nobles choose to turn a blind eye. Therefore.
, elephants who have been in long-term oppression and pain, some died of abuse, some died of depression, and some died of hunger or self-mutilation.
When the nobles were riding elephants for fun and praising the elephants for their docile character, they could not see that the elephants beneath them were actually crying, or that the tears had already dried up, because they did not dare to show any resistance at all. There is a saying in the Augu continent called "Elephants never forget", which is used to praise a person's good memory and never forget things. But in fact, the memory of elephants far exceeds that of humans, which means that the pain they encounter will last forever.
The painful memory will remain with them for the rest of their lives.
Imprisoning and separating any kind of creature is against the laws of nature, but when they can realize this state and feel pain for it, it is a sin. If you see the wall falling, if you can't help it, then don't push it away
It is also a kind of kindness. All spirits are supposed to be the guardians of nature, and are never gods who enslave all things!
Christine closed the newly bought book and slowly looked out the window at the city of Udun. She saw an elephant passing slowly on the street, carrying heavy goods, but it always returned.