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Text Chapter 139: The Beauty of Mountain Ghosts

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    ?The beauty of mountain ghosts in the first thirty-ninth chapter

    Speeches are important!

    It is very important, especially in terms of improving the morale of the clan. Beautiful speech skills can secrete a person's adrenaline.

    Yun Chuan has listened to countless speeches and heard countless words, no matter they are impassioned.

    "God bless the country of Yue. Those who do not destroy Wu and come back alive are not martyrs." This is Gou Jian's speech before destroying Wu.

    "Go to the east! Don't hesitate, don't hesitate, for the glory of my Lord, go! Dye the cross red, as your emblem, you are the 'Crusaders', the Lord will bless you invincible! And now we will lead  You go to war that brings eternal glory."

    This is the speech Pope Urban II initiated for the Crusades.

    "We will never surrender, we will never yield, we will fight to the end, we will fight in France, we will fight on the seas, we will fight with confidence in the air!

    We will defend our homeland at any cost, we will fight on the beaches!  Fight where the enemy lands!  Fight in the fields and streets!  Fight in the mountains!  We will not surrender any time soon.  "This is a passage from Churchill's famous "We Never Surrender".

    In many cases, if a leader cannot speak or how to mobilize the emotions of his subordinates, basically, this person is not a good leader.

    Therefore, in terms of speech, Yunchuan has dragon-slaying skills, but he can't show it, because his subordinates don't understand anything except food.

    However, Yun Chuan only hopes that his tribe can understand that "what belongs to us is our own and cannot be taken away by outsiders, and whoever takes it away, I will fight with my life" is enough.

    As long as this is confirmed, things will be easy to handle in the future.

    Therefore, Yunchuan ordered the city gates to be closed, erected the suspension bridge, left Abu and Huai behind to guard Peach Blossom Island, and then led all the clansmen to enter the rice fields in the River Bend with their own knives before dawn.

    In the early morning, the rice field was still wet, and the water in it had only been drained for five days, and it was still muddy. The ears of rice bowed their heads heavily, although they were not yet fully ripe.

    Although the ears of rice have turned yellow, they are not yet fully ripe. It would be best for such rice to dry for another three to five days. However, Yun Chuan couldn't care less about it. He was worried that if he waited any longer, the rice would have nothing to do with him.

    Nearly 4,000 people have entered the rice fields, but they are still rare in front of the vast rice fields. Yunchuan did not allow the people to harvest even the straw.  The more ears of rice you take, the better.

    This is a sea of ??rice, the color is golden yellow, with some dark green in the middle, it is very unnatural for people to stand in it, like the stained fly droppings on a giant pastry.

    The old willows that forked just after growing out of the ground, like shameless sluts, buried their heads in the ground, but spread their bare two or three legs apart, exposing all their privacy  In broad daylight.

    And those scarecrows who were placed in the fields made a humbling sound in the wind, and they didn't know whether they were cheering for the rice sea or happy because they saw the privacy of the willow tree.

    The waterwheel continued to lift the water weakly. Although the water returned to the big river after passing through a short canal, he was still working stubbornly, just like Yunchuan at this time.

    There are many, many things hidden in the rice fields, sometimes it is a water snake, sometimes it is a group of small wild ducks, sometimes it is a hedgehog, and even three or five wild boars are frightened and run wildly in the golden rice fields.

    Surrounded by 4,000 people, where can they go? When hundreds of bamboo spears are thrown, these wild boars can only become people's lunch, and use their own meat to pay for the rice they eat.

    The eagle soars tirelessly in the sky, and some other birds soar in the sky with malicious intentions. Coupled with the flying clouds, a good blue sky is turned into a dirty rag.

    The toothed knife applied a little force under the ears of rice, and one ear of rice fell into Yun Chuan's hands. After grabbing a handful of ears of rice, he threw it into the basket behind Chiling's back.

    This kid may not be able to walk stably with his big feet, but in the muddy rice field, the benefits of his big feet are revealed. Yun Chuan makes muddy every step of the way, and he doesn't need it. The surface area of ??big feet is relatively large.  Walking on the hard-skinned ground feels like walking on flat ground.

    Baskets of rice ears were transported to the side of the road by murlocs, and immediately someone dragged a cart across the pontoon bridge to transport it to the island.

    Yun Chuan didn't care to wipe the sweat off his face, and his work was done very quickly. He knew that this beautiful harvest scene would not last."of.

    This kind of beauty has nothing to do with appearance, has nothing to do with identity, it is only related to labor, and it is only related to the original aesthetics of human beings.

    However, he still refused to take off his clothes.

    He feels that his beauty should have transcended the representational intention given by his appearance, and should have a deep-seated beauty, and should be more detached.

    The water vapor quickly turned into white clouds in the sky under the scorching sun, and the more violent sunlight shone directly on the rice. Yun Chuan felt that he could even see wisps of water vapor being drawn out from the grains, and those white clouds  The jade-like 100 meters is becoming transparent and perfect.

    "Dong dong dong" a dull drum sound came, and Yun Chuan's face full of joy immediately turned gloomy.

    The faces of the tribesmen were full of happiness, but they also became angry instantly.

    Qi Qi looked in the direction of the watchtower, and saw three pillars of smoke piercing straight into the blue sky, coming from the upper, middle, and lower reaches of the river respectively.
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