The wind blew snowflakes down one after another, and the white linen wrapped on the stone tablet was blown by the wind.
Han Cheng, who was beating the drum all the way, came to the stone monument, beat the drum hard, and shouted.
Tietou stood still and the sledge stopped. Han Cheng and Wu Mai stepped off the sledge and came to the stone monument.
The senior brother took the drumstick from Han Cheng's hand and stood on the sledge without getting down.
The two groups carrying the leader of the sheep tribe and the man from the sheep tribe who died tragically while attacking the semi-peasant tribe came to the stone monument. Su Rong carefully put down the stretcher on his shoulders.
The people who followed came to the stone monument and stopped in turn.
"Of these two people, one faced the coercion and inducement of the enemy tribe and would rather die than expose the tribe's information or betray his own tribe! The other died while attacking the enemy tribe!
Their deaths were not in vain! They died doing the great thing of defending the tribe and eliminating threats!
Their deaths brought victory to our tribe! Let our tribe become stronger and safer!
They are the heroes of our tribe!"
Han Cheng looked at the Qingque tribe members who had gathered and stood silently and said loudly.
The voice was serious, with some admiration, and very contagious.
The Sheep Tribe has now integrated into the Qingque Tribe, and the leader of the Sheep Tribe will naturally become a member of the Qingque Tribe.
After learning about the deeds of the leader of the Sheep Tribe from the people of the Sheep Tribe who were also captured, Han Cheng was shocked and began to personally process the text and write it into a model essay.
Not only do I give lectures when teaching in the big brick and tiled house, but I also often lecture to other people in the tribe on weekdays.
The Qingque tribe is not big, and its population is not large. What the leader of the Sheep tribe did was shocking, but after some processing by Han Cheng, it became even more contagious.
It didn't even take two days, and everyone in the tribe already knew about this shocking and admirable deed.
Many people in the tribe, after learning about this deed, felt their blood surge and their bodies trembled slightly. They felt sincere admiration for the behavior of the leader of the Sheep Tribe.
At this time, Han Cheng once again mentioned the leader of the Sheep Tribe. The leader of the Sheep Tribe faced the persecution of the evil and ferocious enemy and chose to die to defend the tribe. The deeds of the leader suddenly came to everyone's mind again.
Before this, 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 and were brewing among them.
After hearing the deeds of the leader of the Sheep Tribe, the emotions they had that were difficult to describe in words and that they could not accurately summarize suddenly became clear at this time.
Yes, he is a hero! He is the hero of the tribe! The man who died in this attack on the evil hostile tribe is 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 biting. As soon as the ropes below and in the middle were untied, the white linen wrapped on the stone tablet was torn away by the cold wind. It seemed that even the cold wind couldn't wait to know what was engraved on the stone tablet.
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The white linen cloth was uncovered, and eight large characters engraved on the stone tablet appeared in front of everyone.
"Green Bird Hero! Live forever!"
Amidst the howling cold wind and flying snowflakes, Han Cheng pointed at the newly built stone tablet behind him and shouted to everyone.
Seeing this tall stone monument, hearing the cry of the Son of God, seeing the two people and the jar covered with the Qingque flag in front of them, they remembered the shocking story they heard before, the Qingque tribe standing in the cold wind
Everyone couldn't help but their blood surged up, and tears mixed with other strong emotions poured out.
"Green Bird Hero! Live forever!"
Everyone roared in unison, hoarse at the top of their lungs, as if they were venting, and as if they were trying hard to remember something in their hearts and carve it into their bones.
The sound soared into the sky. At this moment, even the howling cold wind and the dancing snowflakes seemed to be suppressed by this huge sound!
"Dong-dong-dong-dong! Dong-dong-dong-dong!..."
The elder brother, whose eyes were red and had goosebumps all over because of his excessive emotion, held the drumstick in both hands and beat hard. It seemed that he saw the leader of the sheep tribe dying calmly in order to protect the secrets of the tribe.
I want to break the drum in front of me.
"Hero Green Bird! Live forever!..."
"Dong-dong-dong-dong! Dong-dong-dong-dong!..."
Screams were heard over and over again along with the beating of drums. When the stone tablet was unveiled, and when Han Cheng pointed at the stone tablet and shouted these words, the entire atmosphere in front of the Heroes Cemetery was ignited.
Han Cheng clenched his fists and shouted loudly with the tribesmen, equally excited.
A tribe needs faith and heroes.
Heroes need people to admire them, and they need to have the respect and honor that heroes deserve.
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 these people who died for the tribe can also get the dignity and honor they deserve...
Yuan, the female priest of the former semi-agricultural tribe, also had a white linen strip tied to her arm. At this moment, she was standing in the crowd, looking pale.
Previously, she felt that the reason why her tribe lost to the Qingque tribe was because there were not as many people in her tribe as there were in the Qingque tribe. The weapons of her tribe were not as sophisticated as those of the Qingque tribe. Her tribe was defeated by the Qingque tribe.
The tribe made a sneak attack...
However, now, she has a new understanding. She cannot explain this understanding, but she can feel that the distance between her tribe and the Qingque tribe is greater than she had imagined before!
Even if they don't have what they think, their own tribe is still no match for the Qingque tribe.
The things that I was once proud of are really nothing in front of the Qingque Tribe...
After an unknown amount of time, the thunderous sound disappeared, and the person standing in front of the stone monument carried two people to the cemetery behind.
Handfuls of soil piled up, covering the jar and the true appearance of the hero.
However, the people of the Qingque tribe felt that the heroes of the tribe were closer to them, just like the tombs that were slowly rising above the ground...
Heavy snow fell one after another, gradually covering the two tombs. The two small stone tablets recording names and deeds, and the large stone tablet in front were stained with some snow. In the snow, they looked taller and taller...
