"What the hell?! What the hell are you talking about?!"
The red-maned Yanglie shouted to all the knights who had not yet gotten up. They took their weapons and rushed out of the tent one by one. He happened to see the red-maned Yanglie standing in front of Xiaobai with red eyes, trembling all over.
What's going on? I just became the boss yesterday and now I'm falling out today?
The knights were a little confused. Although the concept of loyalty was a little thin among the grassland people, they did not say that they worshiped the boss yesterday, ate the boss's food, and then rebelled the next day.
It's a bit too much. The knights all look a little bad. If the red-maned Yang Lie starts to fight with Xiao Bai, what will they do and who will they help?
Red-maned Yang Lie was not in the mood to pay attention to what his knights were thinking at this time. He grabbed Xiao Bai's shoulders and shook him and said: "The gods are not dead? Did you see them? Did you really see the gods? You promise?
Are you sure?"
"Indeed...indeed...indeed...could you...can you please stop shaking..." Xiao Bai was having difficulty speaking now that he was being shaken by the red-maned Yang Lie, so he rolled his eyes and shouted.
"Hehehe..." Red-maned Yanglie quickly let go of Xiaobai, scratching his head and giggling.
"I'm pretty sure what I saw yesterday was your god, the red-maned fierce horse." Xiaobai sighed helplessly and said seriously.
The knights who were watching the excitement also gathered around, looking either serious or excited. They actually heard the news about their gods from Xiaobai's mouth. This was a big deal.
"Why can you see our gods, but we can't?" Red-maned Yanglie was puzzled. He still didn't believe Xiaobai's words. After all, he watched the red-maned horse being killed by a giant scorpion.
Now Xiaobai said that the red-maned fierce horse was not only not dead, but also appeared last night. How could he believe it?
"I am a warrior under the true god. I have the ability to see gods. Do you think I am the same as you?" Xiaobai raised his head and glanced at the red-maned Yang Lie, but that guy was taller than Xiaobai.
High, it feels weird.
"That's right, he is worthy of being a warrior of the true god!" Red-maned Yang Lie said in awe.
The term "True God" is a good one. As long as it is thrown out, no one will doubt it. The other knights also look happy.
In their tribe, only divine warriors can usually see the gods. Other tribesmen can only see the gods occasionally during sacrifices, so the gods are very sacred in their hearts.
They all know how powerful the divine warriors are, and their combat power far exceeds that of ordinary tribesmen.
What about the true God? Where are the warriors under the true God?
It must be more powerful, and it's not surprising that it has some magical abilities.
With the fact of killing the giant scorpion as a guarantee, no one would disbelieve Xiao Bai's words.
"Then the god is not dead?" Hongmane Yanglie suddenly thought of a more important thing and asked quickly.
"Actually, he's dead." Xiaobai touched his chin and gasped, "But if he still has a trace of his true spirit, he won't be able to live long."
All the knights present gasped and their expressions changed.
They didn't understand what the real spirit was, but they felt that what Xiaobai meant was that the red-maned horse was seriously injured and was on the verge of death.
When the giant scorpion killed the red-maned Yanglie, many of the knights were present. Like the red-maned Yanglie, they always thought that the god was dead.
But now it seems that it is not the case. Although it is near death, it is still better than being completely dead.
As long as you're not dead, there's still a chance of survival!
"Did the gods tell you what we are going to do now?" Red Mane Yang Lie, who also realized this, asked solemnly.
"Ah, actually what you have to do is quite simple, just make a new totem pole." Xiaobai said with a grin.
What seemed to him to be a simple matter made all the knights look bitter.
The grassland is different from the forest. There are many trees in the forest. It is not troublesome to find a tree that can make a totem pole. You can find it easily, then find the dye, draw the totem, and finally set up an altar.
The grassland is different. If you want to find grass here, it's easy. It's all over the ground. But if you want to find wood that can be used to make totem poles, it's more difficult.
There are also differences between prairie totems and forest totems. Forest totems are more drawn out. They are mainly drawn with dyes, and then various decorations such as animal horns, insect shells, and animal skins are placed on the totem pole.
But the grassland totem is troublesome. Not only is it troublesome to find the wood, but the quality of the wood is also very high. The grassland totem is not simply drawn with dye, but carved, and then colored with dye later.
Therefore, the wood used for prairie totems is hardwood, and it also needs to be antiseptic and can be used for carving.
Originally, there were not many trees in the grassland, so it was extremely difficult to find such a demanding wood, and then find someone who could carve it.
But no matter how difficult it is, it has to be done. It is impossible to leave the gods there and ignore them. Is it possible to let the gods fend for themselves?
Then they will really become sinners.
"How high is the totem pole needed?" Red-maned Yanglie gritted his teeth and asked.
"How high?" Xiaobai was confused, what kind of question is this?
His mind was still stuck in the forest. The height of the totem pole didn't matter at all. It could be as many meters as you want, two, three, or ten meters. There were plenty of trees anyway.
"Yes, how high is the totem pole needed to save our god?" Red Mane Yanglie asked again.
"How high are your totem poles?" Xiaobai asked curiously.
"This..." Red-maned Yanglie opened his mouth, but did not speak, looking a little embarrassed.
"Forget it, you don't have to say anything. I'll try to communicate with the red-maned fierce horse and see if he can tell me." Xiaobai waved his hand and walked away alone.
Red-maned Yang Lie was determined to follow, but he was afraid of disturbing Xiao Bai, so he could only stay where he was with the knights.
After staying away from the knight, Xiaobai took out the golden bead containing the red-maned horse and looked towards the knight again. Well, no one was following, so we can communicate safely.
"Little Pony, your followers asked me how high I want to make a totem pole. How high do you want it to be? Is two meters enough?" Xiaobai asked, holding the gold beads.
"Two...two meters?!" The red-maned fierce horse was compressed into the golden bead, and his voice sounded strange, as if he was out of breath, but Xiaobai could still hear his shock.
"Too short?" Xiaobai rolled his eyes and thought for a moment. He seemed to be a bit short: "How about it be higher? Four meters?"
"Four meters?!" The red-maned horse's voice still contained a hint of shock.
"That's enough for you. My original totem pole was only four meters, how much higher do you want it to be!" The little girl's face darkened, and she felt that the red-maned horse was pushing too far. It's been so long, and it's almost dead, so we can't give in.
Let's take a moment, so what do you want to do? If it doesn't work, you can change it later.