There were three oxen who had good relations in the prairie of Africa. They were always together with playing, eating grass, and sleeping. One day when the oxen were eating grass, a lion attacked to them. “Wow! They look so delicious,” said the lion. Three oxen were adhering each other. They turned the horns to the lion without separating each other.
The lion could not approach even a step. Therefore, he walked around the oxen and waited for a chance to attack again, but he gave up and went away at last.
“If we cooperated each other, we wouldn’t fear the lion,” said the oxen. The lion was very mortifying because he could not eat even an ox.
“What is the good way for it?” The lion thought hard. “Now I know! I cannot attack oxen because they cooperate together. I will separate them and eat them one by one,” said the lion. Then the lion came to the prairie again where three oxen presented. All of them were eating grass.
The lion approached the red ox and said with the easy voice, “Mr. red, I was defeated by the power of you all. I have never attacked any longer. By the way, who is the strongest ox in your flock?” “All three of us are as strong as each other,” the red ox answered. Really? The others had not said such a thing. The red ox was surprise.
The red ox asked, “what did they say?” “The black ox said that he is the strongest one. If he was not here, the red and the brown would be eaten by a lion already,” said the lion. “What? Did he say such an awful thing?” The red ox had got angry very much.
After that the lion waited for a good chance to talk with the brown ox. “Did you hear it? The black ox said that he have protected you two by only himself. You are weakling and not useful,” said the lion. “Moow! I’ve got angry!” the brown ox replied. The lion was pleased to deceive the oxen well. Then he left the prairie.
Now in the prairie, oxen started fighting. At the beginning, the black ox shouted, “we will decide by duel about the strongest ox in us.” “I won’t be defeated by you. Come on,” red ox said too. It was also angry furiously. “The strongest is me,” said the brown. Three oxen began to fight by jabbing their horns.
Moow ! Moow! Three animals have been bloody, pierced by horns of each other. They were already wholly unconscious. “I couldn’t be with you any longer,” said the black ox. The oxen which had good relations got separate. The lion was pleased. He attacked one by one and ate steaks of them in three days.