The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

At this moment, Patriarch Xia's heart collapsed.

I sold a coincidence, but also sold the flaws, and I really complied with the old saying that if you walk too long at night, you will eventually encounter ghosts.

Face slapped.

It snaps, snaps.

"God willing!"

The illusory figure of the Bone Witch was a little floating, and he cried out sadly as he watched the elusive look in Xia Tuo's eyes.

"The old man planned for six thousand years, and counted thousands of things, but he didn't count them as extinct."

"Haha..."

"It's God's will, what can I do!"

Looking at the crazy bone witch, Xia Tuo didn't know whether it was hate or thanks. The behavior of the figure in front of him was really tangled.

Speaking of it, the Bone Witch had calculated for himself, but also helped himself to destroy the big demon, otherwise the three gods in the Tibetan realm would be a no small threat to the entire Xia tribe.

The Bone Witch was indispensable for being able to destroy the Great Demon so easily.

It's a pity that this work was because he helped the Xia tribe by mistake for the eternal uncle.

When he learned that the young master of the ages was not there, and the most important part of the six thousand years of planning was missing, he chose to die with the big demon instead of destroying the Xia tribe. It was still a good thing for him.

Love and hate!

How to comment on merits and demerits.

For a while, Xia Tuo didn't know how to speak. This person had harmed him, but he also helped the Xia tribe.

"Clan Lord, the eternal enemy has been reported!"

"It's God's will, Wu Xian has no choice!"

A ghost flame ignited on the illusory figure, and the bone witch allowed the ghost flame to cover his whole body, dying little by little in the void.

Seeing the dying Bone Witch, Xia Tuo let out a long sigh of relief and bowed to him, which was regarded as a farewell, and the grievances disappeared.

The bone witch is dead!

...

"Patriarch."

After a while, Hong came to Xia Tuo's back and said with a bow.

"How about casualties?"

Xia Tuo didn't turn around. The casualty scene was seen when he stepped on the battlefield. All he wanted was an exact figure.

Yao Yao finally incarnates thousands of blood and bones, but it is also equivalent to training for the Xia tribe. The clan soldiers who remain are all dyed in the blood of the monster, and they are shocking.

After this stop, these clan soldiers can be considered reborn.

"Six thousand soldiers lost 1,360 people, severely injured 1,593 people, and there were countless minor injuries."

"What about the casualties of Dragon Sparrow Guard?"

"Thirty-eight people died in the battle, forty-five people were seriously injured, and the rest were injured."

Xia Tuo didn't say a word. Nearly 1,400 totem warriors had fallen in World War I, and two hundred Dragon Que guards had fallen in half. This battle was not as tragic as imagined, but it also caused Xia tribe's nerves and bones.

If there were no bone witches, perhaps the casualties would have been even more tragic.

"Any clan soldiers who participated in this demon-covering battle, who came from scattered groups, can bring their families to join Xia Bu."

After that, Xia Tuo came to the battlefield, his eyes looking around.

"Patriarch."

For a moment, the clan soldiers sitting cross-legged around to adjust their breath stood up one by one, with yearning in their eyes.

"Patriarch, what about the fallen brother?"

"I mean everything." Xia Tuo's voice sounded again, and then said: "Brothers who have heirs in the family, enter the temple to practice, and support them to become totem warriors in the clan until they wear the armor left by their fathers. !"

"Collect the remains, let's go back to the tribe!"

"Patriarch, some people have already..."

Hearing this, Elder Hong showed a look of embarrassment, his eyes were a little sad, and he was fighting with the demon spirits. Some members of the tribe were already incomplete and difficult to restrain.

"The clansmen cut down the firewood, cremated them, and brought the ashes back to the tribe for burial."

In the end, Xia Tuo gave the order, and the uninjured clan soldiers walked toward the woods outside the city, and began to cut wood for salaries, or build wooden urns.

...

The crisis of the Eternal Great Demon was eliminated, Xia Tuo's heart relaxed slightly, and he returned to the tribe with the ashes of the Zhan Meteo Clan soldiers.

So many clan soldiers fell all at once, making the Xia tribe filled with a sad atmosphere.

Xia Tuo, who had returned to the tribe, was not idle, and gathered the ministers and old men to gather in the clan hall.

"The destruction of the great demon for many years is a happy event for the tribe. Without threats, the tribe can develop better."

Xia Tuo's eyes glowed brightly, patrolling around in the clan hall.

"You will be rewarded for meritorious service. All clan soldiers who participated in this battle will be given three months of training resources according to their cultivation base. The clan soldiers who died in the battle will be rewarded with equivalent other resources."

"In the Palace of Clan Affairs, to find out the native place of the fallen clan soldiers, it was the war envoys from the scattered divisions under the guard of the Five Regions who sent the war ambassadors to the clan to bring the relatives of the fallen soldiers into the tribe."

"Battle Master Hall, the war envoy, Elder Hong, arrange as soon as possible!"

"Yes."

Xia Tuo looked at Qiao'er, speaking of it in the chaotic battlefield, it is not easy to record the merits of the battle. In a fight, it is not easy to collect credits, that is to die.

"Qiao'er, the Tiange identity token must be built quickly. Now that most of the mountains are in Jingping, the development of our tribe can be brought up."

"Yes."

...

Three days later, Shishancheng.

In just a few years, Shishan City has grown from scratch and gathered more than 200,000 people. The scale of Shishan City has been expanded repeatedly, and now it covers an area of ​​nearly ten miles, with pavilions and pavilions in the city, surrounded by small hills.

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On this day, the eagle's cry sounded from the sky, and more than a dozen figures flew from the boundless mountains and hovered over Shishan City, attracting countless people's attention.

The big city of 200,000 people is naturally very lively and crowded.

"What do you do, who is this bold, dare to ride the big eagle over the city, and not afraid of being beaten by the clan soldiers."

"Don't you see the totem at the center of Daying's eyebrows, Daxiabe!"

"Our entire Stone Mountain City is under the control of the Daxia Ministry, who dares to move and die!"

"What is this?"

Mu Hua drove the black back and Qing Cang. After circling a few times, he looked towards a stone garden in the southwest corner of the city, followed Cang Qing's wings, and fell down.

In the stone garden, a teenage boy is punching, and there are some rough-polished stones in the yard for training strength.

There was an old man with a little gray hair beside the young man, who looked only 50 or 60 years old, but even if he did not become a totem warrior, the man on the wild land had a good life for nearly a hundred years, so the old man was not old.

"For refining, you must integrate the absorbed flesh and blood essence into your body. Only in this way can your vigor increase."

The old man is urging the young man to fight his body.

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The black-backed blue wings flapped a wind and waves, hovering over the small courtyard, and immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding people, one by one put down the things in their hands and looked in this direction.

"what's going on?"

"Not long ago, Xiao Yin's father followed the soldiers and said that he had gone to the Daxia Department. It is possible that there was an edict."

At this moment, both Shi Ying and the old man in the small courtyard looked up and looked upward.

"This lord?"

The old man arched his hand and asked: "I don't know what's going on, but the father of the baby was called out by the top."

Mu Hua glanced at the figure below, a solemn flash in his eyes, and he took out a roll of animal skin from his arms.

"Daxia Patriarch's order, the stone is heavier than the Battle of the Demon Slaying in the Eternal Mountain Range, and has made war merits for the clan. Shi Chong's family is specially given the same treatment as the Daxia tribe.

Shizhongzi Shiyi, enter the hall of people to practice until he becomes a totem warrior."

Mu Hua's voice was not covered, it spread all over the place.

Dead?

In the stone garden, the old man's body shook, and the young man was even more sluggish. For a while, the silence in the courtyard was opposite to the noise outside the courtyard.

"Shi Zhong is dead. He died in the battle in just a few days."

"You know what a fart, dare to ask if the upper part of the warlord can recruit clan soldiers, I have the strength, if I also die in the battle, can I let the children of my family also enter the hall of cultivation."

"War envoy, the upper part can also accept war soldiers."

...

Mu Hua fell from the blue sky on the black back, took off one of the burdens on his back, and gave it to the old man.

"There are the ashes of the stone weight and the armor worn through. The patriarch said that the stone weight is a clan, and the children will be trained by the clan. Then someone will send you to the Xia tribe to settle."

The old man held the animal skin package and opened it, revealing a stone ashes pot and a pair of blood-stained scarlet armor, but the armor was mostly broken.

"Grandpa..."

Shi Yan looked at the old man, the old man regained his senses, arching his body towards Mu Hua.

"Thank you War Envoy."

"This is what your dad spent his life in exchange for you!"

The old man looked at the young man with sadness in his eyes.

...

"Huya battle died in the battlefield of the ages, and the demon was effective. The patriarch ordered Huli, the son of Huya, to enter the temple for cultivation. A family of five belonged to the original tribe of the Xia tribe."

...

"Eagle, stone, and demon have meritorious service, and their relatives are included in the tribe as Xia tribe people."

...

These scenes and scenes were staged in the city of the Xia tribe and the five regions guards. Through such a move, we must tell the tribesmen that the Xia tribe will be rewarded for their achievements.

The scattered clan affairs have been busy for half a month, and the war ambassadors have completely delivered the edict to the family of every fallen clan soldier.

Summer park.

"Patriarch, Elder Hong asked whether the clan soldiers under the guard of the Five Regions should return to the cities."

"Elder Hong also asked for instructions on how to arrange the soldiers who are seriously injured and unable to return to the clan soldiers' sequence?"

"The Elder Deer of the Shadow Palace also asked for instructions. The Shadow Guard found out the human demon clan in the mountains, and whether it sent a clan soldier to destroy it."

"Please order from the Palace of Family Affairs, whether the compensation for the families of the fallen soldiers will be distributed after all relatives receive the tribe."

...

Under the stone pavilion, Mingyue stood in front of Xia Tuo, telling him one by one the requests from the ministers and elders over the past two days.

The war has just ended, the ministers and elders are very busy, and the tribe is gradually returning to the right track, especially the Battle Master Hall and the Clan Affairs Hall are very busy, but his patriarch has a lot of free time.

"Send an order, the ministers are discussing matters in the old clan palace."

After thinking about it, Xia Tuo said, the following things that destroyed the big demon have not yet been completed, such as the huge mountain land north of the Eternal Mountain Range, how many resources and scattered parts exist in it.

Without the big demon, these belonged to the Daxia tribe.