Chapter 890 The Yellow Bird Is Behind

Continuous rainfall in the north breeds fresh green grass, and grass seeds carry the fragrance of green grass and spread to the whole continent along the breeze.

The unique delicacy deeply attracts more than 800,000 wildebeests originally living in the south, making them gather together to form the largest mobile group in the animal world.

The migrating wildebeests get up very early, usually lining up in a long and neat queue at the first light of dawn, and move slowly.

You can't see the head or the tail of the team.

They pay great attention to discipline, one by one, without chasing or fighting, without any sound, silently blending into the tranquility of the morning on the grassland, moving slowly, and occasionally encountering a hunting lion group, and then speeding up and running wildly like a whip.

In a fast and slow rhythm.

Crossing the morning, crossing the midday, and coming to dusk.

Stepping across the plains, stepping over the volcano, and coming to the river.

The wildebeest team moving in a line stopped in front of the river, and automatically transformed into a square formation under the impetus of the latecomers. At this time, they are 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 holding their breath.

This may be the first time that someone has captured the migration of wildebeests so clearly and in the most vivid form.

In the same time and space, while they were eating, walking, and chatting, a huge tribe of tens of thousands tried to cross a natural chasm!

The fish-scale-like 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 close to five o'clock.

In the period close to November, the daytime in the northern hemisphere is much shorter.

At five o'clock, the sun, the poached egg in the sky, overflowed with red edges, and the outlines of the black trees gradually blurred under the dim halo.

I don't know when, lead-gray dark clouds floated in the east, like a giant curtain, covering half of the sky.

Under lightning and heavy rain, the grass is growing lushly.

Under the other half of the sky, the dry and withered grassland glowed red-gold.

The wildebeest leader was afraid of the monster in the river and did not dare to move forward easily, but the latecomers still surged in like waves on the vast horizon.

Gradually, the disciplined square began to expand, and the straight boundary line became more and more curved and closer to a circle.

The wildebeests at the front were pushed, squeezed, and urged.

Precarious.

The wildebeest leader roared and tried to control the tribe, but to no avail.

Facing the psychological fear of natural enemies, the wildebeests were really too difficult to overcome.

The team at the front was always lingering after the first effort.

They were like the coin pushers in the game hall with the most coin towers. Faced with one coin after another being thrown in, it was only a matter of time before they were pushed down.

But what finally greeted the wildebeests was not the coin outlet, but the long snout of the crocodile with fangs.

Crocodiles waited for the final prize with red eyes. Half a year of hunger made the acid in their stomachs overflow the stones they swallowed to help digestion, making a sizzling sound.

As diners, they were not friendly.

The square array completely turned into a circle and began to expand in all directions.

All the wildebeests screamed.

The game coins fell one by one, and the pleasant sound of falling coins echoed in the air, clear and loud.

Finally, the huge coin tower that had been maintained for a long time fell down.

Countless coins fell one after another, colliding, rubbing, and rolling in the air.

All the sounds intertwined together and turned into the most piercing bell for dinner.

An invisible big hand pressed the bell frantically, and personally tied bright red napkins for all the hungry diners.

No one knew whether the wildebeest that jumped down first was because of its own bravery or because of the danger of its companions.

Everything happened just like that.

When the first wildebeest took the first step, a very small number of "suicide squad" members followed closely, and then the large army followed.

The circle that had expanded to its limit seemed to have found its own pressure relief outlet, squeezing out all the wildebeests and falling 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 rush forward with their numbers.

When thousands of troops rushed into the river, the crocodiles would definitely not be able to resist and could only avoid them.

The wildebeests seemed to understand this, so after having a leader, they no longer hesitated and ran.

The footsteps were mighty and raised dust all over the sky.

The air became turbid, overlapping with the yellow and undulating river water, completely blurring the boundary between the two.

The thunder in the distance mixed with the roar of the wildebeests, making it impossible to tell the difference between the two.

It was as if a rolling thunder fell on the wide river surface and exploded.

The pupils of the audience watching all this slowly expanded, and their blood seemed to boil with the roar of the wildebeests, and they were amazed.

In Africa, the annual migration of wild animals not only allows people to see the power of life, but also allows people to directly see the power of the universe and stars behind life.

Such a scene also created the unique wildebeest migration.

"The wildebeest migration is known as one of the 'seven wonders of nature'. Behind its majestic momentum, there is also a kind of tragic grandeur."

"This is the animals' fight for the right to live in nature. This is also the nature's ruthless selection of these herbivores. Every great migration is amazing."

The environmental noise is too loud, and even Bifang in the tree can feel the vibration of the ground. For this reason, he can only shout at the top of his voice.

Harley on the side was so scared that he wanted to climb higher on the tree, but Bifang held his hind legs with one hand to prevent him from going up.

Cheetahs are far less capable of climbing trees than their relatives, leopards. If they go up, they may fall down at any time.

And now it's their turn to appear.

Bifang slid down the tree holding Harley and landed on the ground. He pointed at the wildebeests and shouted to the drone above: "A 50-meter wading sprint is a great consumption for wildebeests. When they jump over the river and finally get ashore, it is also the moment when they are most relaxed."

"Exhausted and relaxed, this is the best time to hunt!"

"We didn't know where the wildebeests would cross the river before. For safety, we had to climb trees to avoid head-on collisions. Now that we have confirmed that we have avoided the sharp edge, we can attack from the side!"

As the side with higher mobility, charging is the worst option, and a side attack is the best option.

The wildebeests that sprinted at the beginning finally got ashore with their wet hooves after losing a large number of companions. They were exhausted and jogged at a moderate speed under the push of their companions behind them.

Also on the shore, dozens of meters away, Bifang was not in a hurry. He took Harley and moved forward in parallel in the same direction at a walking speed, watching more and more wildebeests coming ashore.

Finally, when the young and strong ones came ashore, the young wildebeests mixed in the middle came!

"Now, run!"

Bifang took the lead and led Harley, running side by side with the wildebeests and began to approach!