The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

There is no doubt that the demon soldier's retreat is not the end, it just happens to be just the beginning.

After the Yaozu left, Daxia was left with a mess. Farther away, it was the decadence of the Human Race since the end of the Wannian Daqi royal family. The blood of the war was hidden, the tribe was weak, and the inheritance was weak.

Closer to say, this time the Yaozu retreated, leaving Daxia's bones in a large area of ​​northwestern China, tens of millions of grievances were still less.

Since Da Xia wanted to occupy the northwest, the immortal resentment generated by these resentful souls had become the existence that Da Xia had to properly settle. A little carelessness would cause huge hidden dangers.

The words of the old Shenhou were not unreasonable, nor were they casually mentioned. After years of ups and downs, he had seen the resentment caused by the resentment of the northwestern parts, and a little carelessness would become a hidden danger of the turmoil of Daxia.

Sober from the dizziness, Xia Tuo reduced his mind. He had to eat one bite at a time. He had to walk step by step, just like resisting a monster clan. Soldiers came to block the water.

Northwest, Daxia is about to be set.

Northwest Daxia?

Eternal summer?

How do you feel that Daxia is still a little domineering.

After pondering a little, Xia Tuo wanted to understand that the smaller the power, the more famous it would be, for fear that others would not know it.

The great power relies on inheritance, not a name.

Not right, Daxia also has territory in the Northern Territory.

Northwest Peking University?

Northwest Daxia?

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Half a month later, the bear tribe and allied forces finally migrated to Heihufang City under Tianhou Mountain.

Due to the previous demon troubles, most of the warriors in the southernmost towns around Tianhou Mountain retreated northward, so Heihufang City was much quieter than before.

This time a million-mile escape, some of the tribes of the bear tribe who walked to Tianhou Mountain, only less than 700,000 were left, and more than half of the tribe fell in the demon mouth or died on the way to escape.

Not only that, the mainstay of the tribe has also been severely damaged, and the elite soldiers have been severely reduced. Fortunately, the strongest supernatural powers in the clan have not fallen. As long as they recover for a period of time, there will be Xiong Bo or Xiong Bo.

As for the coalition forces, from the 700,000 tribes before the war, less than 300,000 remained at the foot of Tianhou Mountain, and everyone was wounded and exhausted.

Even the soldiers of the Daxia clan were the same. They suffered heavy losses. Nearly 200,000 people fell and wounded. The rest of them also suffered more or less damage to their foundations because of the battle and escape.

This kind of thing, even if Xia Tuo made a plan beforehand, is still unavoidable. The talented warriors born in the northwestern parts of the past 100 years have been hit hard, and the only thing fortunate is that the demon race has retired.

Heihufang City has been under total martial law, and teams of Daxia soldiers are standing in and outside the city. When Xia Tuo is unable to retreat, several Daxia Pavilion assistants control the voice of the alliance and replace Xia Tuo in charge of the alliance soldiers.

On a hundred-foot-high stone platform in the center of Fang City, the Daxia Totem Banner and the Alliance Qi Luck White Dragon Banner were hunting, allowing the warriors from all directions in Fang City to see clearly.

Qiao'er wore a blue animal skin long dress, embroidered with various birds and beasts. She stood alone on a stone fault in the distance, looking towards the Qiyun Bailong Qi, her pupils glowing with deep purple light.

Her eyes seemed to see through the void, and a purple world appeared on the white dragon banner of Qi Luck. The purple Qi in the world stood like a pillar. Under the sky, black Qi was permeated, and the shadow of the illusory ghost roared hideously. With.

This kind of scene made Qiao'er frown. Daxia Mingming expelled the demon in exchange for the peace of the northwestern land, but the human blood in the mouth of the fallen demon clan before spread grievances on Daxia, which made her Somewhat uncomfortable.

Of course uncomfortable is uncomfortable, and Qiao'er understands that this is a helpless thing. Daxia wants to stand on the northwestern land, and he is the leader of the northwestern land human race. The grievances in the northwest resentment will persist. If you want to volatilize, you will naturally find Daxia. .

This is the change of luck in the emptiness, invisible, but real.

At this moment, a figure appeared next to Qiao'er and Xia Tuo appeared.

"Uncle."

Seeing Xia Tuo who appeared suddenly, Qiao'er yelled softly.

Looking at the wrinkles on Qiao'erying's white brows, Xia Tuo could tell at a glance that this girl was upset because of resentment. As a priest of Daxia, Qiao'er had a clear perception of the resentment mixed with luck.

"If you want to wear the crown, you must bear the weight. Daxia wants to take a foothold in the northwestern land and lay the foundation of the Hou Ministry. This process is something we must go through."

Then, Xia Tuo whispered: "We set up an altar before to sacrifice the fallen and unwilling souls of resentment. Now this burden is still entrusted to you.

From today onwards, the Northwest Daxiali tribe has left a mark on the people living in the northwestern land. They are born as Xia people and die as Xia ghosts."

"I see, Uncle, I just sent a message just now."

Qiao'er nodded, and said in a deep voice, "Born to nourish, and die to sacrifice."

"Ok."

Hearing the sound, Xia Tuo nodded and said, "Let's go."

There is nourishment for birth and sacrifice for death. This is the prerequisite for the stability of the wasteland. Only in this way can the people's hearts be stabilized, which is also what we will do in the next summer.

Of course, before doing these things, there is still a very important thing, that is, how to resettle the tribes, whether to let them continue to return to be the clan leader, or to turn the clan into a Tao and establish a town.

Xia Tuo naturally prefers the latter. God finally gave this opportunity. Once the tribe masters were allowed to go back, rest and rest for decades, and restored control of the clan domain, Daxia would become a Hou tribe. It is also difficult to directly control the Bo tribe domain.

The king's power should not be lowered to the Bo region. This is the barren land rules for a long time. The imperial edicts of the royal court will only reach the Bo family. As for the upper, middle and lower tribes below the Bo family, it is too small for the king to be worthwhile. Pay attention to, give the uncle the power to control all tribes.

To put it bluntly, this is the tribal enfeoffment system. The royal court is the nominal co-lord of the tribes, but under the rule of the royal court, each tribe has a certain degree of autonomy.

Although the royal court system has undergone some development and changes over the long years, it is still generally within the framework of this enfeoffment system.

Xia Tuo is very dissatisfied with this situation of a great unification in name but in fact there are many hills in private. He does not understand what is called centralization.

Now that the Northwest is hit by the Holy Cave of Heaven, coupled with the demon, it finally has such an opportunity to bring all the tribes together. If you don't do it at this time, it will be hard to say in the future.

Of course, before this, there is still a practical problem of wasteland that needs to be dealt with. This problem has to be linked to the existence of Bobu.

In fact, the royal court divided the tribes to control all regions. In fact, a large part of the reason was that people were forced to live in groups due to the barren environment. Almost all those who were alone in the wilderness died.

In this case, it is destined that the human races live together. First a group of people gather together to form a settlement, and then a tribe.

Then everyone saw that a tribe was still unable to face the blow of life, so let's get closer together.

This has caused a large number of tribes to take root and live in a region, and this region has gradually formed a zone where human races live and multiply.

Slowly, such habitats on the vast wasteland appeared one after another, each of which can be regarded as a relatively small independent society.

The distances between adjacent small societies are different from each other, and some will be far away. In this case, communication is a big problem. Even Wang Ting can't move all the small societies to one place.

The scattered tribes wanted to control them one by one, and it took time and effort, not to mention where so many people came from, so they elected a co-owner in each region, and gradually formed as the leader of this region. The embryonic form of Bo Bu and Hou Bu.

If the wasteland is regarded as a vast ocean, every Bo tribe domain can be regarded as an island, and beyond the island is the wild. For ordinary warriors, the wilderness full of dangers is a dangerous place that devours life and isolates communication.

This is the case in the northwest land. The uncles are scattered and scattered. The easiest way for Daxia to control the northwest is to imitate the royal court and obtain the nominal surrender of the tribes, and then the tribes still govern in their respective clan domains.

For Daxia today, this is not difficult at all.

However, Xia Tuo was unwilling to do this. There was no difficulty at all. Didn't you look down on Da Xia? If you don't have any difficulties, you have to go up.

...

In the most stone hall of the Nine Stone Pagoda, Xia Tuo and several pavilions were seated.

"If you want to firmly grasp the northwestern land, communication is the biggest problem. The first thing is to establish a teleportation witch formation with each corps and link them."

Xia Tuo's voice sounded. The main problem with pulling the mountain head was the inconvenience of communication. The emperors were far away from the sky, and the court was powerful. Can you manage the horns?

"The god general and the fat elder are going to Ten Thousand Sword Valley in exchange for a batch of space stones, and it is best to get them back."

The fat brother pondered and said hesitantly.

After hearing the sound, Xia Tuo was also helpless, and then said: "Lingjing, I will find a way."

"The most important question right now is how to arrange the tribal leaders, and they cannot always be trapped."

"There are more than a dozen uncles and so many clan domains. If we want to control, we must rely on them."

"The place is too big. It is impossible for Daxia to swallow it in a short time. Moreover, our own giants, Qinghuai and other Dao have not yet completed the system of changing their clan to Dao. Right now so many uncles, some difficult."

"Next, we have to reassure the people. Hundreds of thousands of soldiers have fallen, and the ashes have not been sent back. All these require a large amount of resources for compensation."

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In the hall, one person and one word are all things to face next, and they all involve Daxia's control of the northwest. The cutting is still messy and messy, making people look clueless at first glance.

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