No one expected that the communists who had left would come back.
Maybe he felt that his population was not enough, or maybe he never left, but hid somewhere, secretly watching the actions of the Gonggong Department until he was sure that Gonggong would not come back alive from this battle. He just ran out and arrogantly wanted to take over the "population legacy" left by Gonggong.
The old and the weak are indeed a burden in the war, but they are an important part of increasing the population. The old have the wisdom of the elderly, women can continue to give birth to newborns, and those young children, after being plundered and cultivated, even if they cannot Used by plunderers, they can also be used as slaves and become a labor force.
Gong Rong held up an old man's head, and the people in the Gong Gong Mountains were furious.
The people of the Ministry of Public Works were not frightened, and no one cried in their arms. After all, they were the most ferocious tribe in the world, but they seemed extremely sad at the betrayal of their fellow soldiers.
A lame old soldier said: "Comrade leader, why do you do such a thing? Gonggong is at the front, fighting with the enemies in the Central Plains, and is in a desperate situation. You should go to rescue him. Not here Force us to leave with you."
"There are some things. If you don't want to fight anymore, you can just leave. Why come back again?"
The old soldier remained unmoved in the face of the forced recruitment of former communists. He grasped the spear in his hand and said in a thunderous voice: "This is our homeland. All the communists of all generations are buried on this land. The name of the tribe is Gonggong Guoshan. Once we leave here, we will no longer be a Gonggong tribe."
Gongrong threatened: "I think you are still of great use as a large population supplement that can be used by me, so I am here to have a good talk with you. Do you still want to resist us?"
"How can the old and the weak resist the strong warriors? If you don't leave with me, you will die. Are you willing to be slaves for the Central Plains? Why don't you leave with me, just for the dignity and story of your homeland? For that How many skeletons of previous generations of Gonggong?"
Gongrong snorted: "The living talents are the most important. I heard that those Central Plains people think so too, so of course they come here to plunder you. Are you oppressed by them or me? Obviously I am better. We But the tribesmen!”
"If you feel that you can't abandon Gonggong's bones, then we will dig them out and take them all with us!"
The lame old soldier's eyes became very cold: "Common leader, you are insulting your ancestors by doing this. Look at the soldiers around you, are they willing to do this with you?"
Gongrong looked at the group of soldiers around him. These soldiers also looked ashamed and did not dare to look directly at him. But Gongrong shook his head, with a fierce look in his eyes, making them all look up!
"You idiots, I am preserving the population for the Gonggong Ministry! As long as the Gonggong tribe is still there, we will be able to take back this mountain sooner or later."
"The ancestors are already dead, and even their bones have turned into dust. Do you want to die too?"
"What I said to you before will definitely come true. Your land, population, cattle, sheep, and slaves will all be there for you!"
The Gongrong turned his head again and said angrily to the old soldier:
"If I hadn't left first, if Gonggong and the others hadn't been there to hold back the Central Plains people, do you think you could still be here talking to me so arrogantly?"
"I don't have time to talk to you anymore! The people from the Central Plains are coming. Everyone, take them all away to me. Anyone who resists will be killed directly!"
The warriors from the common tribes began to take action.
As a result, the fire spread.
So, the sword and the spear intertwined.
Roommates are at war with each other and kill each other!
The lame old warrior was also killed. He was lame on one foot and was very old and weak. He could not beat other strong warriors. When the spear pierced his chest and when the knife struck him, When his head was turned, his eyes were cloudy and dull, and his body stood on the ground without falling. Even the soldiers under Gong Rong were shocked and retreated around in fear.
"Why are you panicking! It's normal for people to still be standing sometimes after they die! Legend has it that Xingtian can still dance after his head has been chopped off. What's so scary!"
Gongrong encouraged the soldiers he commanded, and at the same time continued to threaten the resisting Gonggong tribesmen. There were people around who grabbed the women and children and took them away by force, but Gongrong was still shouting:
"We are all tribesmen, and I am not here to kill you! You are stupid and pedantic. If you don't follow me now, you have no other way to survive! I am the new Gonggong. If I am here, the Gonggong Department will not perish! "
Someone beside him killed the resisters of the Communist Ministry, and came over with blood on his face and asked: "Chief, where are we going next? Are we going to join the Dihong family?"
"Di Hong? Humph! This old guy didn't even dare to come to rescue us. He went directly to attack the Western Kingdom. Isn't it just because he didn't want to die? If he went to seek refuge with him, he would already be nostalgic for his old feelings if he didn't treat us as slaves. !”
"Kong Ren is dead, Xiang Liu, Fu You, Que Fei, Nu Feng, and Zi Xie are all dead. They surrendered suddenly. Zui and Fang Hu were also captured. The flying beast god Dayai was also suppressed. Now the entire tribe Yes, I am the only leader who can speak up! When we are in such a state of desolation, do you think Dihong will still treat us as equals of the Alliance Tribes!"
"We are going west, all the way west, past the Queen Mother of the West, across the Kunlun Mountains, across the Sanwei Mountains (Dunhuang), and keep walking. To the west of the quicksand, it is said that there is a beautiful river valley over there. As long as we can reach it, we can Stay away from this land! Avoid the disputes in the Central Plains!"
"What you said is..."
"Changliu Mountain."
Gongrong has already thought of a retreat. He wants to live at the end of the Western Wasteland, near Changliu Mountain. There will be no enemies coming there. He can plunder the scattered tribes around him. Those weak tribes are still in a very primitive state. During this period, even totems were just budding, and the only threat was the Bing Kingdom, a country far away in all directions.
There is only one person in this world who has arrived in this country, and that is Di Fangxun's third brother Shichen.
Changliu Mountain is at the source of the river, two hundred miles to the northwest. It is said that Shaohao, the White Emperor, turned into a god after his death and lived here. The wild beasts in the mountains all have flower tails, and the birds have flower heads. The jade stones that are abundant in the mountains also have colorful patterns. On the mountain is the palace of the god "Shenji", who controls the reflection of the sun to the east after it sets on the west mountain.
There is a "freshwater sea" and the lake is extremely wide. In this era, it was as vast as the ocean, so the ancients called it "offshore" and later generations called it "Bosten Lake"!
Gongrong decided to go there to avoid the limelight and bring a large number of people with him. He even thought that when he arrived in that legendary land, he would never come back.
The fire burned their homes, and they were holding axes together. Suddenly, they saw a shining golden light flying from the sky.
Squint your eyes and take a closer look...that's actually...
bird? A golden bird with two chicks on it?
