Divine Throne of Primordial Blood

Tianhe Ancient Road.

Dunbar sat in the camp tent looking over the debriefing sent below and his eyebrows locked.

“Strange, isn't this right? ”

And Zabik next to him said, "What's so strange about the young man? ”

Dunbar knocked on the knocking file: “The Tianwei army has been in my Iron Blood for quite some time, and it seems logical that their grass should have run out long ago. Although they had also looted places to collect grass, intelligence analysis suggests that most of their power was used to gather the materials needed to build the land boat, which greatly affected access to grass. According to my analysis, the days of the apoptotic domain should be when the grass runs out. And the result? Just because they didn't leave the apoptotic domain, it should be the first time to collect grass, and no result. Instead, they went to attack the Rin Winter tribe. ”

Zabik hesitated and replied: "The Rin Winter tribe also has food. ”

“But it's not enough for them! It is the coldest zone of frozen earth collagen, with scarce production and little food reserves.” Dunbar's voice rose markedly: “I've counted the food they've been looting over these days and what they need to consume over this period of time. Unless they kill all the thugs as meat chunks, these guys should have starved to death a month ago, which is calculated on the basis of the minimum consumption. But the truth is, they're still alive. So who can tell me what's going on? ”

Speaking of the last sentence, he was clearly angry.

And Zabik was like, “How did this happen? ”

His intellect was enough to make him feel incredible, and Bayan's intellect couldn't even feel it.

"Maybe they're eating grass or something. Our mob will not die of hunger for the first half of the month. ”

“The problem is they're not thugs, most importantly they're still fighting! Look at this information. Just three days ago, the Iron Branch met a small ethnic unit. As a result, the elite team of the Iron Branch tribe was actually wiped out by this team. You know what that means? Their fighting power is growing! In this case, no downside upside!” Dumba Qiang self-depresses the anger in his heart, but his tone carries the sound of a hidden wind thunder.

The enemy roamed around the perimeter, which was nothing, and could not be wiped out for a moment, which was nothing.

The problem is that not only has the opponent not weakened, but the stronger the Vietnam War, the greater the problem.

Even Zabik felt the difficulty. He shook his head and wondered, “How did this happen? ”

“Also, the Iron Branch tribe is located in the west. Why did the Tianwei Army show up there? When they fail to make it east, they turn west. Are they going to go to the Beast Nation?” Dunbar muttered to himself.

“Maybe they want to grab the demon beast and eat, which is why they don't starve.” Bayan healed.

“Do you really think the Beasts are a place to be?” Dunbar couldn't help but shove Bayan's head in the dirt and kick him in the foot, but he finally put up with it.

And then he suddenly realized that Bayan's ideas, though stupid, might actually fit the status quo.

The veterinary tribe, though powerful but loose, with the organizational discipline of the Tianwei Army, cannot necessarily survive if they travel in chaotic areas.

The only question is, what's the point of this survival?

Are they still going to settle there?

Or do they want to stall until the mob is losing its blockade patience before finding a way back?

It's not possible at first. There's only a thousand days as thieves, and there's no thousand days as thieves. After all, the blockade of the main paths by the tyrants is unlikely to last. As long as the Tianwei Army withstands the temperament and is expensive, there is a real possibility of dragging the tyrants to a day when they do not want to be blocked, thus gaining freedom.

While this is a stupid approach, it is indeed an effective one.

But Dunbar knows that scattered demon beasts alone can't feed so many people.

“There must be a source of food that you don't know about!” After repeated reflections, Dunbar nailed the railroad.

So where does this food source come from?

Dunbar thought, "Tell Astin to come see me. ”

A day later.

A black robe man appeared in Dunbar's tent.

If you look closely, you will find that this person is smaller, shorter than the people, looks skinny and dry, and stands in front of a tall mob, like a dwarf.

Hercules is an Austrian!

And it's only here that the Orcs can be nearly semi-public.

At this moment, the Orchid stood down and bowed to Dunbar: "Astin has met the great head of the Sand Lizard tribe. What can I do for you? ”

Dunbar straightened out: “The Tianwei Army has received grass of unknown origin, and I want to know where it came from. ”

The Orcs named Astin were obviously stuck: “How would I know? ”

Dunbar hummed: "Don't take me for an idiot, Astin, I know the Gate of Resurrection has always been connected to the Hall of Eternity on the side of the people. There are things that we close our eyes to and let you get rich just because you need to use them. Now is the time to use you. You can't have no information about such a big thing. Tell me, what kind of foreign aid did the Tianwei army get? ”

Astin shook his head: "Sorry, Major Dunbar, I really don't know what you're talking about. ”

Boo!

Dunbar came over and pinched Astin's throat: "You fucking dwarf want to pretend? I saw you lying in your eyes! Tell me the truth, or I'll kill you right now! ”

Fucking assholes!

Astin was pinched by Dunbar and couldn't breathe.

In strength, Astin had no fear of Dunbar, and as an archeologist, he could flip Dunbar with one hand.

But he can't!

This is no longer the age of the Orcs, who today can only survive under the shelter of tyrants and gain a little opportunity by serving them.

As a price, he can only bow to Dunbar, even if Dunbar really wants to kill him now, he can only take it!

“I… I say…" Astin tries to make a sound.

Boom.

Dunbar let go of his hand and Astin sat on the floor with his ass down.

“Give me the answer!” Dunbar's face came together.

“It's Su Shen, he brought food.” Astin was helpless.

“Su Shen?” Dunbar stunned.

He's too familiar with that name.

To this day, Dunbar's heart still hurts, occasionally recalling the Golden Water Ruins struggle of the previous eleven years.

It was the only failure of his life, and although it was not his fault, it left an indelible impression in Dunbar's heart.

How could it be him?

“Tell me everything.” Dunbar's voice suddenly cooled.