Xiaobai accompanied a group of knights to gallop on the grassland for about half a month. Finally, the harvest was not bad. A group of ragged knights were equipped again. Although they still looked very shabby, it was better than meeting naked people.
I went to bed too much, and finally I put on clothes made of animal skins, breaking away from beasts and returning to the appearance of humans.
In the past half month, Xiaobai didn't take any action. He just watched the knights plundering one tribe after another. Unsurprisingly, the plundered people were all small tribes, broken settlements, but even after looting from broken settlements, it turned out that
You can also find a lot of good stuff.
Is it worth tens of thousands of dollars to break up a family, or are the grassland tribesmen relatively wealthy?
Xiaobai thought about it for a while and felt that it might be because the grassland tribesmen were relatively wealthy.
Although he was only watching from a distance, Xiaobai still felt that the physical fitness of the grassland people was stronger than that of the forest people.
The food of the tribesmen in the forest is very diverse, including berries, wild vegetables, meat, and everything else. Even near rivers and streams, they can also eat fresh fish and other fresh water. Their diet is relatively balanced.
The grassland is different. The main food here is meat, and wild vegetables and other things have become good things.
It is precisely because they eat meat all year round that the physical fitness of grassland people is obviously stronger than that of forest people.
The grassland has a wide view and plenty of prey. As long as you find the herd, it is very simple to get food.
What Xiaobai pays special attention to is that the grassland people have evolved the skill of herding, which can provide a large amount of food and feed a larger population.
If the grassland people were not more barbaric than the forest people, and if they developed honestly for a hundred years, they would probably have entered an unstoppable stage.
Unfortunately, the grassland itself is not peaceful. Even with the suppression of the caravans, internal struggles are still very serious. Every year, there is a large number of attrition due to fighting, which prevents them from fully developing.
After more than half a month of raiding and plundering, the group finally returned to the small totem-making tribe.
Except for Xiao Bai, every knight looked dirty, but full of evil spirits. They were completely different from before they left.
The Red Mane Liema Tribe is a peace-loving tribe. Generally, they will not plunder other tribes unless they have to. This has caused the warriors in their tribe to lose their evil spirit and murderous intent. Now they are better. After these half a month
The plunder was all recovered.
There is a disregard for life in their eyes. These are the real prairie people. The original group of knights can only be said to be aliens among the prairie people.
Returning to the totem making tribe, they were still greeted by the same three guys from last time.
"Is the totem ready?" Red-maned Yang Lie dismounted and came to the front of the three people, asking indifferently.
"The totem is ready." The leader narrowed his eyes when he looked at the red-maned Yang Lie who was covered in blood, and suddenly said: "Congratulations on becoming a warrior, welcome back to the grassland."
After speaking, the three people bowed at the same time.
The red-maned Yanglie was caught off guard. He was stunned for two seconds before he quickly reached out and helped the three people up: "What are you doing?"
"Nothing." The leader smiled and waved behind him.
A man stepped forward, holding a wooden box in both hands, and handed it into the hands of the leader.
When Hongmane Yanglie saw the wooden box, he couldn't move his eyes away. Although the wooden box was sealed, he could guess what was inside.
Xiaobai came quietly and stood quietly behind Hongmane Yanglie, looking at the wooden box curiously. He had never seen the totem poles of the grassland tribes.
The man at the head solemnly held the wooden box in front of Hongman Yanglie. The person beside him carefully reached out and opened the lid of the wooden box. The other person gently took out a cylinder from inside. Xiaobai and Hong
Zong Yanglie looked over with breathless concentration.
The column that was taken out is the newly made totem pole. It looks very exquisite. Compared with the rough forest totem pole, the totem of the grassland tribe is more exquisite. The middle part of this 30 cm long totem pole is carved.
A group of galloping horses with four hooves flying, painted with red dye, look vivid and lifelike. Xiaobai has seen red-maned horses, so he is even more surprised. The galloping horses on this totem actually have red-maned horses.
A bit of the charm of a horse.
On both sides of the totem pole, decorative paintings full of prairie atmosphere are carved, adding a bit of exquisiteness to the totem pole.
Xiaobai felt that this short totem pole was like a beautiful piece of art, and it should be placed even on a shelf.
The red-maned Yanglie stared at the totem pole with burning eyes, opened his big hand to hold the totem pole, raised it high, and let out a cheer.
The knights behind him looked up following his hand and couldn't help but cheer.
With the totem pole, it means that their gods can revive again, they are no longer rootless ducks, and the red-maned fierce horse tribe will make a comeback!
"Please let our gods return to their places, Xiaobai." Red-maned Yanglie suddenly turned around, knelt on one knee, held the totem pole with both hands, and said excitedly to Xiaobai.
"Please let our gods return to their places!" The knights behind the red-maned Yanglie also knelt down, lowered their heads, and said in a low voice.
The three members of the totem-making tribe looked at Xiaobai in surprise, wondering what the red-maned Yanglie and his men actually did.
"Hmm..." Xiaobai touched his chin and thought for two seconds before asking: "Are you sure you want to let the gods return here?"
"Yes!" Hongmane Yanglie took a deep breath and said firmly: "I hope that everyone can witness the return of the gods together, and I also hope that people will know that you are powerful, and it is not shameful for us to follow you, so,
Please here, please at this moment, let our gods return."
"Please let our gods return!" the knights said in unison again.
The three people in the totem-making tribe were even more confused. Who is this person in front of them? How come he is still in contact with the gods?
That's a god. When did a mortal have the ability to bring a god back to his place?
Just when they were puzzled, Xiaobai said: "In that case, then it is as you wish."
Xiaobai looked solemn and stretched out his right hand. A small golden ball floated slowly from his hand. It looked small, but it emitted a warm light like the sun.
As the golden ball rose, the eyes of all the knights were attracted to it.
The people in the totem-making tribe were also alarmed and walked out of the tent one after another, watching this scene with their mouths wide open.
The golden ball rose to the high school and stopped, steady and emitting a soft light, showing its difference.
"In my name..." Xiaobai didn't say the rest of the words, and shook his hand fiercely at the golden ball.
"Pa"
With a slight sound, the golden ball turned into particles of light that filled the sky.
And in the light and light particles, a touch of fiery red appeared in vain, like a heart, beating thump thump thump thump.