The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

In the Totem Hall, watching Xia Tuo rolling around, he finally gave up asking. This little thing only eats and eats, asking three questions.

"You foodie."

"Woo~~~"

Wuwu didn't care at all about Xia Tuo's evaluation of himself, because he was born alive, isn't he just eating.

Seeing the little things playing muddled, Xia Tuo always felt that the ghost water ghost totem mark imprinted in the totem pillar would have other effects in the future, but the spirit of his own totem is a foodie, and he can't speak yet.

In this battle, the destruction of the Heishui tribe was a big victory. The clan soldiers lost only 20, and most of them were injured. There is no force in the southeast of Xia tribe that can threaten the development of the tribe.

In addition to the Dafeng tribe, which was recently hit hard by the Blackwater tribe, the external environment for the tribe’s development has been settled in the last two or even years.

In fact, on the way back to the tribe from the southeast region of Wangu, Xia Tuo originally wanted to go to the Dafeng tribe again, but finally gave up this idea.

Although the Dafeng tribe was hit hard by the Heishui Tribe, the situation of the tribe is much better than that of the Heishui Tribe. At least the tribe soldiers of the vassal tribe will not be defeated so badly, let alone the master.

Besides, the lord of the Gale tribe did not appear from beginning to end, which is a hidden worry.

He shook his head and swept away the chaotic thoughts in his heart. Isn't he a bit floating, he can't make a big fat man with one bite.

Nowadays, the tribe has the inheritance of the middle tribe, and there is a mansion hidden in the deep mountains to train quasi-totem warriors. It only needs to develop step by step. In the future, the clan power will inevitably rise to a situation that the Dafeng tribe cannot match.

It's a pity, if only there was no damn big demon.

The crisis of the Great Demon is a sword that is difficult to avoid hanging above Xia Tuo's head.

The key is that this sword is still tied with a thin solid wire, and it may fall down at some point.

...

Shock!

The Blackwater Tribe is destroyed!

The Blackwater Tribe is destroyed!

The Blackwater Tribe is destroyed!

The important thing is said three times.

In two months, the news spread throughout the southern foothills of the Wangu Mountains, and even towards the wasteland outside the mountains.

In fact, it was the Dafeng tribe who got the news first. How could the Dafeng tribe swallow this breath for the old adversary who attacked him and licked his wounds.

Therefore, I was prepared to retaliate to the Heishui tribe.

I never thought that this side was not ready yet, and spied on the return of the soldiers of the Heishui Tribe, and the Heishui Tribe's resident on the east side of the Heifang Waters turned into ruins.

The Heishui tribe of Heituling was destroyed by insurgents, and the entire tribe was killed and wounded countless. The Heishui tribe, which had been inherited for more than 100 years, disappeared.

For a while, the Gale Ministry was shocked.

Feng Qing was shocked.

This is some kind of good guy who helped their Dafeng tribe take revenge.

After being happy, Feng Qing's heart trembled even more.

In the following time, the chain reaction triggered by the demise of the Heishui tribe caused the whole mountain and the wild to roar, and the tribes large and small were in fear.

...

In response to the reaction of the outside world, the clan soldiers scattered outside the Anbu would be sent back to the tribe every few days. He didn't care about these Xia Tuo, but ordered the Anbu clan soldiers to continue traveling in the mountains and fields to spy on the news.

And the entire Xia tribe returned to its former development again.

The bow elder of the Ministry of War comes from the casting method of the Daqian tribe.

Elder Shao of the Ministry of Agriculture ate four different plants for several days, and foamed all over. If it weren't for Qiao'er's shot, he almost could not be saved, and Xia Tuoyan was so scared that Elder Shao was not allowed to eat indiscriminately.

Except for the fact that the Minister of Agriculture always eats food indiscriminately, the achievements of the Ministry of Agriculture are obvious to all of the tribe. The reclaimed wasteland has spread to large areas outside the tribal mountain range. Looking around from the top of the tribe’s hill is a large area of ​​potato and corn. .

The ground hole connecting the Ministry of War to the lonely mountain on the west side of the tribe was also dug, and a stone house was built on the top of the mountain at a height of thousands of feet to look at the enemy.

For a time the whole tribe thrived.

...

"Seven Baijun."

"Six hundred forty knots."

...

"Eight hundred thirty knots."

Outside the clan hall, Ling smiled and looked at the dozen teenagers in front of him, and said aloud: "You have only cultivated the body tempering method for more than a year. It is very good to have such power at this age."

With that, the old man Ling turned his eyes to the young man in the front.

"Jujia, you must not slacken, the more you get to this time, your strength will slow down, and you can reach the standard of becoming a totem warrior in one or two years."

"Yes, Grandpa Ling, Xiao Jia will not slack off."

...

At the gate of the clan hall, Xia Tuo nodded constantly looking at the young people around the force measuring totem pole. These were the future of his Xia tribe.

Nowadays, the Xia tribe is no longer the original grass platform team, the totem warrior naturally starts from the doll.

Teenage totem warriors, just think about it.

Without disturbing Elder Ling to teach the children, Xia Tuo returned to his stone house and entered the training.

A few dolls in the tribe have good talents, and there is a tendency to come from behind. As the patriarch, he can't be surpassed by the younger ones. Wouldn't it be a shame.

...

Rumble!

The Shimen slowly opened, and Xia Tuo walked out, wearing a blue beast robe, with long hair falling on his shoulders, tied with a white jade-like bone ornament.

The cyan beast robe is covered with animal patterns, and the outlines are vaguely like a human face, bird body, earlobe snake, and the shadow of a double dragon. With such a condition, naturally you will not wrong yourself.

"Patriarch."

The straight rein fish standing outside Shimen shouted in a deep voice.

"Little fish, this year is eighteen, right."

Hearing this, the straight rein fish who was standing just now touched the back of his head with a silly smile.

"Yes."

After running errands with Xia Tuo for many years, the eighteen rein fish had become a totem warrior a year ago, but he is not the youngest totem warrior in the Xia tribe.

Jujia, the youngest totem warrior of the Xia tribe, was one year before the rein fish became a totem warrior. At the age of fifteen, he visualized the totem as a stonebreaker warrior.

Today, the rein fish is eighteen and the giant crop is seventeen.

Five years have passed since the destruction of the Heishui Tribe, and the Heishui Tribe has long been a tribe in the memories of the wild mountains.

In five years, the Xia tribe, which has settled down to develop, has risen rapidly.

The population of the tribe has reached two thousand and one hundred people. It seems that it is only an increase of five hundred people. In fact, one third of the population of the five hundred people are totem warriors, and the remaining two thirds are totem warriors. Loved ones.

These totem warriors are all from the Human Palace, and the Human Palace gathers talented young people scattered in the mountains and fields. Since three years ago, the Human Palace can train forty or fifty totem warriors for the tribe every year.

Today, the scattered juveniles gathered in the Hall of Human Beings maintain about 1,000 people. Since two years ago, one or two hundred quasi-totem warriors will be sent back to their original tribes every year.

These are young people who are unwilling to join the Xia tribe, or are so talented, and there is no embarrassment for Xia Tuo.

After all, the good meat is rotten in their own pot. This mountain and wild area belongs to the Xia tribe's sphere of influence. These quasi-totem warriors are the most powerful with nine hundred jun of power, and returning to their respective tribes is enough to support the development of their respective tribes.

"Do you want to join the Armed Forces Department and become a clan soldier?"

Seeing the rein little fish who had been with him for many years, growing from a baby to the strong boy today, Xia Tuo couldn't help asking.

Xiaoyu shook his head, eager to speak, and finally boldly said with courage: "Patriarch, I...I want to go to Anbu."

"Anbe, where is the deer?"

Hearing that, Xia Tuo was surprised. The Anbe is now second only to the Wube in the clan, but the Wube is a warrior in the clan, and Anbe is a scout for the tribe to investigate the movement of the mountains and the wild.

He just didn't think that Xiaoyu would want to go to Anbu.

"Patriarch, I want to go to the forest, not to be trapped in the tribe."

"Okay, let me take the initiative and you go."

"Where is the great elder?" Hao Xiaoyu said hesitantly.

"I'll talk to the great elder."

"Really." Ying Xiaoyu was overjoyed and shouted: "Uncle Patriarch, you are so kind."

Xia Tuo, who was given a good person card, said pretendingly, "Go and call the ministers."

"Okay."

The rein fish ran out quickly.

Now the residence on the top of the mountain has expanded again, not only has a lot of courtyards, but also a stone temple.

The stone house in the courtyard is where the tribes live, and the stone hall is the home of the tribes.

In a few years, the clan hall was also covered with traces of time. It no longer looked so rough, with vines all over it, and a kind of precipitation over time.

Entering the clan hall, Xia Tuo sat on the main seat and squinted before taking a nap.

Da da da.

Soon footsteps came from outside the hall, and Hong took the lead to enter the hall with a strong aura. No one else came, but Xia Tuo was the first, and his eyes suddenly brightened.

"Patriarch, I have something to tell you."

Xia Tuo opened his eyes and looked at Hong.

Under his torment, Hong was finally promoted to the Open Mountain Realm, as did Ju, Li, and Lu, but the four were not promoted together, but were promoted to the Open Mountain Realm one after another in five years.

Thinking of this, Hong's eyes were full of tears.

"Hehe."

Even if he had become a soldier in the Open Mountain Realm, in front of Xia Tuo, Hong remained the same as before.

What makes him the happiest thing to become an open mountain is to subdue the old lady Feng Feng and let him know how powerful a man is.

"Say it."

"Um... the palace of the patriarch has always been guarded by the soldiers of the military tribe, so he picks the people first, and the remaining soldiers are given to the military department. Where do I put this old face."

Xia Tuo didn't speak, and there was a reason why Anbu picked people. It was one thing for the warriors who came out of the palace to join the tribe to be young. More importantly, they came from the depths of the mountains and were familiar with the depths of the mountains, especially where they originally lived.

The Anbe needs to constantly walk in the deep mountains and old forests, so he will let the deer generals select warriors from the tribes who join the tribe every year to expand Anbe.

"Lao Hong, you are not authentic, carry me and dig a corner in front of the patriarch."

Outside the clan hall, the deer was surrounded by ethos, apparently not long after returning from outside the tribe.

Suddenly, Hong's head turned and his eyes stared, I am not, I don't, don't wrong me.