Chapter 886 The Yellow Bird Behind
Continuous rainfall in the north gave birth to fresh green grass, and grass seeds carrying the fragrant scent of green grass spread across the continent along the breeze.
The unique delicacy has deeply attracted more than 800,000 wildebeests originally living in the south, making them gather together to form the largest mobile group in the animal world.
Migrating wildebeests wake up very early, and usually line up in long, neat lines and move slowly at dawn.
There is no beginning or end to the team.
They attach great importance to discipline. They walk one by one, without chasing or fighting, and without any sound. They blend silently into the tranquility of the morning on the grassland. They move slowly like this, and only speed up and run wildly when they occasionally encounter a hunting lion group as if they were whipped.
In a rhythm that is sometimes fast and sometimes slow.
Crossing the morning, crossing the noon, and arriving at the dusk.
Walk across the plains, across the volcanoes, and come to the river.
The wildebeests marching in a line stopped in front of the river and automatically transformed into a phalanx under the push of the latecomers. At this time, they were still disciplined, like an army ready to go to the battlefield.
The golden wildebeest leader tried his best to find a suitable point to move forward, but he hesitated again and again under the gaze of the crocodile .
Now, everyone couldn't help but hold their breath.
This may be the first time that someone has captured the wildebeest migration so clearly and in the most vivid form.
In the same time and space, while they were eating, walking and chatting, a huge group of tens of thousands of people were trying to cross a natural chasm!
The fish-scale yellow clouds in the sky gradually turned red.
Bifang rushed to the river in the afternoon and made a raft to cross the river. It was almost five o'clock.
As November approaches, daylight hours in the Northern Hemisphere become much shorter.
At five o'clock, the sun, like a fried egg in the sky, had a red edge, and the outlines of the black trees gradually blurred under the dim halo.
At some point, lead-gray clouds floated in from the east, covering half of the sky like a giant curtain.
Under the lightning and heavy rain, the grass is growing lushly.
And under the other half of the sky where the sun shines, the dry and withered grassland emits a red-gold light.
The wildebeest leader was afraid of the monster in the river and did not dare to move forward easily, but the latecomers were still pouring in like waves on the vast horizon.
Gradually, the disciplined square began to expand, and the straight boundary line became more and more curved, approaching a circle.
The wildebeests at the front were being pushed, squeezed and urged.
in danger.
The wildebeest leader roared and tried to control the herd, but to no avail.
It is really difficult for wildebeests to overcome the psychological fear of their natural enemies.
The team at the front was always lingering and unable to move forward.
They are like the coin pushers in the game hall that are filled with the most coin towers. As coins are thrown in one after another, it is only a matter of time before they are pushed down.
But what finally greeted the wildebeest was not the coin outlet, but the crocodile's long snout full of fangs.
The crocodiles were waiting for the final grand prize with red eyes. After half a year of hunger, the acid in their stomachs overflowed with the stones they swallowed to aid digestion, making a sizzling sound.
As eaters, they are not friendly.
The square formation completely turned into a circle and began to expand in all directions.
The whole herd of wildebeests began to neigh.
The game coins fell one by one, and the melodious sound of falling coins echoed in the air, clear and melodious.
Finally, the huge coin tower that had lasted for so long collapsed.
Countless coins fell, colliding, rubbing and rolling in the air.
All the sounds intertwined together and turned into the most piercing meal serving bell.
An invisible giant hand frantically pressed the serving bell and personally tied bright red napkins for all the hungry diners.
No one knows whether the wildebeest that jumped down first did so because of its own bravery or because of the wickedness of its companions.
That's how it all happened.
When the first wildebeest took the first step, a small number of "suicide squad" members followed closely behind, and then the main group followed.
The circle, which had expanded to its limit, seemed to have found its own pressure release outlet, squeezing out all the wildebeests and causing them to fall into the river.
In order to defeat these prehistoric creatures wearing armor and having sharp teeth, the wildebeests knew very well that they had to rely on teamwork and use their numerical advantage to charge forward in one go.
When a huge army rushes into the river, the crocodiles will certainly not be able to resist and can only avoid them.
The wildebeests seemed to understand this, so after seeing a leader, they no longer hesitated and started running.
The sound of footsteps was so loud and mighty that it raised a cloud of dust.
The air became turbid, overlapping with the yellow, undulating river water, completely blurring the boundary between the two.
The thunder in the distance mixed with the roar of wildebeests, making it impossible to tell the difference between the two.
It was as if rolling thunder had landed on the wide river surface and exploded with a loud bang.
The pupils of the audience watching all this slowly dilated, and their blood seemed to boil with the sound of the wildebeests neighing, and they were amazed.
In Africa, the annual great migration of wild animals not only allows people to see the power of life, but also allows people to directly experience the power of the universe and stars behind life.
This phenomenon has also created the world-unique wildebeest migration.
"The wildebeest migration is known as one of the 'seven wonders of nature'. Behind its grandeur there is also a sense of tragedy."
"This is the animals competing for their right to survive in nature. This is also nature's ruthless selection of these herbivores. Every great migration is amazing."
The ambient noise was too loud, and even Bifang in the tree could feel the vibration of the ground, so he could only shout at the top of his lungs.
Harley on the side was so scared that he wanted to climb higher on the tree, but Bifang grabbed his hind legs with one hand and prevented him from going up.
The cheetah's ability to climb trees is far inferior to that of its relative, the leopard. If you let it climb, you never know when it will fall.
And now it's their turn.
Bifang slid down from the tree holding Harley, landed on the ground, pointed at the wildebeest herd, and shouted to the drone above: "A 50-meter wading sprint is a huge drain on the wildebeests. When they jump over the river and finally reach the shore, they are the most relaxed."
"You are exhausted and your nerves are relaxed. This is the best time to hunt!"
"Earlier we didn't know where the wildebeest would cross the river, so for safety we had to climb trees to avoid a head-on collision. Now that we've made sure we're avoiding their sharp edges, we can attack from the side!"
As the more mobile party, charging into the formation is the worst option, and a flank attack is the best option.
The herd of wildebeest that had made the initial sprint finally reached the shore with their wet hooves after losing a large number of their companions. Exhausted, they jogged at a moderate pace under the push of their companions from behind.
Also on the shore, dozens of meters away, Bifang was not in a hurry. He took Harley and moved forward in the same direction at a walking pace, watching more and more wildebeests coming ashore.
Finally, when the young and strong ones came ashore, the young wildebeests mixed in the middle came!
"Right now, run!"
Bifang took the lead and led Harley, running side by side with the herd of wildebeests and began to approach!
