The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

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"Anything in the slave market?"

Hearing this, the fat brother shook his head lightly, and then said: "The slave power of the Northwest Territories has been divided up by us and several big tribes. We occupy the beacon city and eleven slave markets in Fengfeng.

In the east, the uncle Huo Ling occupies ten slave markets and Fengshan Slave City under the command of the original Lihuo slave owner.

Luoshuibo occupies the tomb hill city of the former slave owner's tomb, and there are 15 slave markets.

The Kuilei tribe occupied six slave markets, but did not occupy the slave cities.

The Snake Division occupies the Black Snake City of the original slave owner Sheli and 11 slave markets under his command.

As for the White Bone City and its slave market, it is in the struggle between the Giant Lingbo and the Luyou clan."

"Lu Yushi didn't occupy a slave city?"

Xia Tuo showed a touch of surprise. Lu You's plan was so long that he hadn't even eaten the meat in his mouth. This was too unexpected.

At the end of the calculation, it became empty, not knowing whether Luyou's clan master was surprised or not. The battle between the various tribes of the Northwest Territory has ended one by one, and most of them have settled down.

Even if Lu Yushi wanted to jump, he seemed to need to look for opportunities again, but he didn't know if Kuilei tribe would give him this opportunity.

Now that the slave forces in the Northwest Territories have been divided up, it goes without saying that the will of the upper strata of the slave hall has either not reached here, or simply doesn't care about all parties competing, otherwise the ministries will not take the slave market so easily.

"Recently, the slave hall sent a group of slaves, all of good backgrounds, and some were born in uncles."

Upon hearing this, Xia Tuo hurriedly asked: "Can you see the people who escorted the slaves?"

The fat brother shook his head and solemnly said: "The transporter of slaves from the slave hall to the beacon city is a colorful luan bird. It is a fierce beast of the domain level. Before leaving, I took away all the resources of the beacon city reserves."

After listening to it, Xia Tuo showed a deep expression, and then said, "The slave halls are all over the nine regions of the mainland and the nine blasphemys. Their advantages are not so easy to take. We have demoted so many slaves in the past two years, and they are counted as slave halls. Once again, I took out a part of the beast cores and spirit crystals from the clan library and put them in the beacon city. Those slaves who dig the canal were bought by the clan."

What is potential?

This is.

Even if the forces at the lowest level of the Slave Hall kept changing hands, no real warrior from the Slave Hall appeared in the Northwest Territories, and Xia Tuo did not dare to swallow this big fat.

He is not alone, he has a tribe, and his roots cannot run away here.

For a long time, the things in the slave hall were not so easy to take. Of course, some people took it and got away at the end, but Xia Tuo still knew that the one who took the things and was at ease would not be him, at least not the one in front of him.

The slave forces in the Northwest Territories are so chaotic, but the slave transportation is still not interrupted secretly. This is the horror of the slave hall.

Now it can be said that the slave market in the Northwest Territory has shuffled, and the upper level of slaves is clear, but people don't care, anyway, whoever comes to do the slave owners will do it, but the slave hall needs nothing less.

Of course, you can also try or not.

Anyway, Xia Tuo didn't want to try.

The resource is something that someone swears like dung and throws it like grass. That's how it is!!!

"In this way, the newly sent slaves will keep all the tribes from the middle and above tribes, and scrape everything they remember in their heads."

"I know."

Fat brother nodded, the general notes in the clan require a lot of outside knowledge to expand, but he knew that Xia Tuo wanted to go outside to kidnap the ticket, so that other people could confide all the classics, legends, and so on.

After the fat brother left, Xia Tuo summoned the house elder Feng.

"How much animal oil is in Xishan City."

"Seven thousand barrels have been shipped, and the clan is still stepping up production."

Xia Tuo groaned, he was going to try to use animal oil as a fire primer, setting a fire in the wild and ancient land to burn the diffuse miasma, and by the way, the primer that produced the miasma would also be burned.

The reason why the barren ancient land is full of miasma is because its ancient land is inaccessible. The earth is covered with thick rotting vegetation and animal bones, which have accumulated over the years, and increased day by day, producing poisonous gas.

"How much animal oil is newly produced in the clan?"

"Almost two thousand barrels."

"It's almost there. Ship these two thousand barrels to Xishan City immediately."

Xia Tuo ordered that although Qingliu and others are still traveling abroad, searching for detoxification methods, the clan has made gas masks and equipped with five or six kinds of detoxification pills. You can try to explore the ancient land on a small scale. Up.

He didn't know anything about this matter, so he could only try little by little.

The next day, Xia Tuo ordered the Battle Master Palace to once again mobilize a thousand clan soldiers and 50,000 slaves to Xishan City.

Not only that, but the gas masks and detoxification pills made in the feudal treasury for nearly a year were shipped to Xishan City.

...

Ten days later.

On Hutou Mountain in the west of Xishan City, this is the name given by the soldiers of the clan. The mountain is like a tiger's head, so it is called Hutou Mountain. Opposite Hutou Mountain is Laoya Mountain.

Xia Tuo is standing on a flat roof with a radius of one hundred feet from the top of Hutou Mountain. Behind him is the battle division leader Ling Jue. As for the elder Hong of the battle division hall, since the tribe settled down, Xia Tuo was kicked back to the volcano of Huofuyu. The secret realm practice went.

Hutou Mountain is not high, but it is only a hundred meters high. On the west side of Shanxi is the endless miasma. The soldiers of the mountain tribe wear heavy animal skins and gas masks.

In addition, tens of thousands of slaves were also driven here, carrying barrels of beast oil on their bodies, some of which were being guarded by the clan soldiers, sprinkling beast oil toward the ancient forest.

Ah~~

At this time, there was a scream from the slave, and a poisonous insect lurking on the ground bit him.

puff!

Hou Shan waved the long knife in his hand and chopped down the mad slave. He ordered the other slaves to grab the barrel of beast oil again and walked towards the depths of the forest. He sprinkled the beast oil into the forest. The hoarse voice came from the gas mask. Sounded.

"Those who dare to retreat, kill!"

The warriors and crossbows in the back were all open, and under the impact of murderous intent, the slaves began to walk carefully towards the depths of the forest.

Ah~~~

"Help~~"

"Help me~~~~!"

The screams were endless, stimulating the mind of every warrior.

The slave who was bitten by the poisonous insect began to feel numb all over the whole body, and the whole body began to turn black when he was unlucky, and he lost his breath in the blink of an eye.

No one took care of the dead slaves, and soon a new slave came up behind him and threw the barrel of beast oil toward the forest. Amid the screams, a large area under Hutou Mountain filled with a strong smell of grease.

"Patriarch, it's time to fire."

Ling Jue returned to Hutou Mountain from below and replied to Xia Tuo.

"Ok."

"put!"

Soon, the rockets in the hands of the clan soldiers rushed toward the forest. In the ancient land where the beast oil was spilled, they were detonated by sparks in an instant, and waves of fire rushed into a large area in the blink of an eye.

The oil is very strong, and it burns when it touches it, even if it is a tree up to 100 meters high, the branches and leaves are lush and dripping, but at the moment, under the fire dragon swept away, the water vapor was suddenly evaporated, followed by the fuel that turned into flames.

In just more than ten breaths, the flames in front of Hutou Mountain burned the sky, and the sky-roaring fire swept through the north and south for several miles, and the fire spread towards the depths of the wild ancient forest.

Crackling~~~

There were constant explosions in the flames, and some fierce beasts were scared by the flames and ran toward the depths, but the rotting bones, leaves and branches accumulated on the thick earth were very resistant to burning.

For a time, the fire divided into two parts. The big trees on the ground burned fastest. The slaves kept throwing barrels of beast oil over the flame spreading. Large tracts of grease fell like rain, speeding up the spread of the fire.

This heavy fire is also the highest. It rushed into the sky several hundred meters high, and the blue fireworks exploded in the sky. The miasma filled with colors was burned by the flames and turned into ashes. For a while, the surrounding Hutou Mountain was strong. The miasma is clear.

And the second level is the thick rot on the ground, dark fires constantly emerging from the ground, followed by all kinds of poisonous insects, dark and humid places are good places for poisonous insects to multiply, the same This is also the source of the miasma overflow.

The most direct way to deal with these poisonous insects is to burn.

Beast oil was spilled on the ground decay, the dark fire ignited suddenly, and the poisonous insects crackled and exploded.

Behind the second flame are slaves. They carried the barrels of beast oil and threw them toward the place where the flames spread, and then another slave shot the poisonous insects that had not burned to death on the ground.

On Hutou Mountain, Xia Tuo watched the flame spread towards the depths of the ancient land. The miasma in the high air had been burned clean, and the miasma further away drifted towards the depths under the impact of the flame air wave.

The method of burning the miasma with flames is effective. The premise is that after it is dispelled, you still have to hold on. The miasma is not a stone. It is where you throw it. The miasma is invisible, floating around and moving with the wind.

Walking down Hutou Mountain, looking at the burnt black earth, there is a slight ups and downs in the distance, without the shelter of woods, the landform of this ancient land is unobstructed.

Various poisonous insects can be seen in the ashes, some with mouth full of fangs like silkworm chrysalis, and some with hundreds of thin legs, which were burned to ashes or corpses in the fire.

"Pass the order, try to extend the fire to the depths of the ancient land."

"The slaves began to build the blast furnace."

Soon, there was a roar in the direction of Xishan City. This time, 50,000 slaves were mobilized toward Xishan City. Previously, only 10,000 were used, and 40,000 remained.

At this moment, the remaining 40,000 people, under the care of the soldiers led by the crocodile, carried the rocks mined from the mountain, walked toward the burned wasteland and began to build the blast furnace.

There is no good way to drive away the miasma Xia Tuo continuously, so right now he uses the most stupid method, which is also the method he has thought of right now, step by step, steady and steady.

In the open space that was burned out, a hundred-meter-high stone tower was built at intervals, and furnaces were built on the towers to clean up the miasma floating high in the sky.

The speed of mining and construction of 40,000 slaves was not slow. The first 100-meter blast furnace was erected on the wasteland after half a day, and then a bonfire was lit.

As the flame continues to extend towards the depths of the ancient forest, the area of ​​the wasteland after the burning has also become larger and larger. Five days later, under the artificial guidance of the flame, it has burned to a place two hundred miles from the depths of Hutou Mountain. There are also hundreds of miles from north to south.

Except for mountains and lakes, this vast area is empty of vegetation, leaving blast furnaces burning with flames.

The burning of a big fire in the wild old forest is not something that can be controlled for a while. Afterwards, there is no need to add animal oil at all. The flames roll like a fire dragon, raging in the wilderness.

The fire burned fast, and the movements of the Xia tribe were not slow. The blast furnaces were built up, and one after another looked like a pillar of sky. There was a free miasma on the sky, and it was quickly swallowed by the bonfire on the blast furnace.

...

One month later, Xishan City.

"To the patriarch, the outermost hundred li on the west side of the wasteland has been covered by miasma again, and the miasma from the north and south has also covered nearly 20 miles. The slaves stationed in the blast furnaces in these areas have retreated, and the miasma is still moving towards us. Floating."

Ling Jue returned the information reported by the clan soldiers to Xia Tuo. This was also expected. The wasteland burned out was barren forest on three sides except the east side. How could the miasma not be overwhelmed again?

Even if it was so, there was still an area of ​​a hundred miles deep, seven or eighty miles in the north and south. The miasma in this area was so thin that the warriors could come and go freely.

"Go, go and see."

Xia Tuo left Xishan City and headed to the west, looking at the bare mountains and uncomfortable for a while.

Occasionally, the miasma drifted across the sky, mostly in strands, and the blast furnaces burned day and night, burning all the miasma that came over.

After going all the way to the west, the miasma on the sky gradually increased, but it was not as thick as a dark cloud at the beginning, but only light and thin, as free as silk.

Moreover, the degree of the intensity of the miasma is not very obvious, and the miasma becomes rich again from here to the west.

Standing on a hill, Xia Tuo looked at the colorful miasma floating from the west, and instructed Ling Jue, who followed behind him: “Slave the slaves to build a blast furnace along the westward line of the miasma, and keep the miasma as far as possible to the west. There are regular fires in this area to the west to disperse the miasma."

"Another part of the slaves will be transferred to the east of the West Mountain to collect grass seeds and seedlings of various plants, and transplant them into this wasteland as soon as possible, to cultivate this area."

"Yes."

Ling Jue replied, after a pause, and then said: "The patriarch, the east of Xishan is mostly wasteland with few trees, should I transplant it from the tribal mountain."

"Inheriting the tribe's internal affairs hall, will bring you enough saplings and herbs."

"In addition, the Baicao Temple was sent to send some people to bring some spirit tree seedlings."

"The slaves are divided into small parts, and they are stationed in one place to look after the blast furnace and reclaim the land."

...

Half a year later, on the west side of Hutou Mountain.

After the burning of the land, there was a touch of greenery, verdant and dripping, and there were scattered big trees in the undulating mountains and swaying with the wind, and the large land in the distance was leveled out, and each piece was square and undulating. .

Five miles deep, next to the low hills, stone houses and stone houses are clustered together. There are more than 100 in total. The settlement is surrounded by big trees. There is a well platform under the big tree at the mouth of the settlement. The witch pattern is depicted, and the book is Jiaziyi.

ps did not change today.