Apocalyptic Dark Age

This is a unique transaction method of the wilderness people. If you want to get something, you must pay. There is no unconditional dedication. Huang Jian came to the door by himself. This is different from the tribes they conquered. Therefore, even Xianjun Jialuo must change the rules. , it is this kind of rules in the fists, and the use of fists outside the rules, that creates the unique way of survival in the wilderness.

"I can donate all the supplies and food, but there is one requirement. My tribe will not attack the Fortress of Despair and will not be used as cannon fodder..."

Huang Jian said the bottom line in his heart and looked at Hengduan with burning eyes. As long as the tribe is still there, everything can be earned back in the future. But when the tribe is gone, these things can only be buried underground and become a pile of waste.

"No, every tribe must fight. Only fighting can prove your worth. No one is exempt..."

Hengduan only hesitated for three seconds and then flatly refused. Huang Yuan's face looked a little ugly. At this moment, an old voice beside Hengduan suddenly came.

"Huang Jian also has his own difficulties. They have been friends with the Fortress of Despair for hundreds of years. If they take the initiative to attack the Fortress of Despair, they will inevitably end up with a reputation as a traitor..."

He didn't know who this person was. He could only hear his voice but not see him. However, Huang Jian was full of affection for him. However, the person changed the topic and continued:

"Of course, the wilderness people must fight to prove themselves. There are still tribal remnants in the southern wilderness that have not yet been pacified. We can let the Huangjian tribe marry and destroy them. The men can be captured and given to us. The captured women and children can be kept by the Huangjian tribe. Now, after the victory, Master Hengduan declared that the southern wilderness only belongs to the Huangjian tribe. I think no one will object..."

This compromise nailed Huang Hou to the pillar of shame. From now on, Huang Jian could only follow the deserted man to the dark side. Otherwise, he would never be able to clear his reputation as a traitor. Huang Jian was extremely troubled by this proposal. It's better to attack the Fortress of Despair, at least others won't know about the Huang Jian tribe's betrayal, right?

"Very good. The tribal elders association in the southern wilderness has been elusive. Although it is not a threat, it is always disgusting. Let the Huangjian tribe strangle them. Of course, we will send two Xianfeng Jialuo as support. I hope Master Huang Jian can succeed immediately..."

Hengduan didn't hesitate, and his words made Huang Jian's face turn the color of pig liver. But he couldn't refute, so he could only swallow this bitter pill. The faces of Heizhao and Gaofeng suddenly appeared in his mind, and he immediately thought of his sister-in-law. The request suddenly felt at ease. It seemed that attacking the Black Claw tribe was a good strategy to kill two birds with one stone?

In the early morning, the coldness of the night still lingers in the air, and the persistent clouds in the sky show a pink color, filling the earth with magnificent colors, and the shadows have an undercurrent of glow. Whether it is in the past life or now, the morning is always The best time of the day.

Gao Feng did not stay in the Beilong Canyon to be an ostrich. He was still quite curious about the large army of the Desolate Man. That night, he explained the defense matters of the tribe and sent out with more than a hundred of his direct subordinates to investigate the movements of the Desolate Man and at the same time conduct an investigation on the Fortress of Despair. curious about the war.

In the eyes of westerners, the southern wilderness is rich, but in the eyes of the peak, the land here is still barren. Even if there are lush vegetation in some places, most places are still desolate and deserted. Yesterday, there were many southern wildernesses fleeing in panic on this land. People, today, even after traveling for dozens of kilometers, they haven’t seen a single living person, and even the occasional wild beasts have disappeared.

The further we walked, the more solemn and oppressive the air became. Occasionally, the breeze blew, and we could vaguely smell the chilling smell contained in it. Looking up at the red sky in the distance, Feng Feng couldn't help but think of the time he was on the top of the mountain in the middle of the night, hundreds of miles away. The night sky was illuminated by firelight, and I was also curious about the gathering of deserted people.

The group of people walked very carefully, but not sneakily. Everyone had white skulls painted on their heads by the tribe's desert warriors. In addition, they also had the tribal brand of the original Manshan tribe, and even their hair was in accordance with the pattern. In keeping with the habits of the wilderness people, half of his hair is tied into a braid, giving him an avant-garde style that is characteristic of the wilderness.

Gao Feng and others walked swaggeringly in the wilderness, always paying attention to their surroundings. They saw other teams patrolling the wilderness from a distance, but as long as they showed them the white skull pattern on their bodies, the other party ignored them.

The closer they got to the large tribe of the Huangren, the more patrols they encountered, which made Gao Feng even more wary of the Huangren. When they vaguely saw the wall more than ten kilometers away, they were attracted by the Huangren's attack. The huge tribe was frightened. Standing on the flat ground, they could see tens of thousands of tent roofs. The tent area was like a huge city, stretching for countless kilometers. Thousands of black smoke was rising, under the fiery red sky. It gives birth to a stunning and strange beauty.

Thousands of identical black tracks are miracles created by humans. Countless noisy sounds spread over a distance of more than ten kilometers and were faintly heard through the sound of wind. At the edge of the tent, ant-like deserters were driving wedges into the ground, pulling more people into the ground. The tent was erected.

A team of ten people and hundreds of teams are patrolling around the tribe. The weapons in their hands and the armor on their bodies show that they are the real elites among the deserters. Even the skull patterns carved on their bodies look more... How refined is it?

In addition to the airtight patrol, Gao Feng also saw the Wilderness Cavalry for the first time. This is a bipedal running animal with a deer's head but no long, curved horns. Its two ears flicker from time to time, making them wet. The eyes look very cute, but the lower body looks weird and deformed. The scales on the thick legs are hideous, and the three toes have eagle-like claws. It runs like the wind, and occasionally jumps, and can jump more than ten meters with the knight on its back. Far away, like giant grasshoppers.

These monster knights didn't pay much attention to their surroundings and seemed a bit lazy. Some even let the monsters patrol aimlessly while lying on them and dozing off, which was very different from the due diligence of the infantry.

Seeing these creatures, Gao Feng immediately marked them with dangerous symbols. This kind of creature is the main battle tank of the cold weapon era. Its lower body covered with scales is difficult to use with swords and guns, and its legs with strong jumping power are also very explosive. There are also those sharp toes that can easily sneak into rock gaps and cling to them. If there was such a small group of beast knights yesterday, he would probably be the loser.

"This is Ya La La, a brute force knight that only exists in the most powerful tribe. Each one can eat a head of hornet in one meal. It feeds on human corpses on the battlefield. Small tribes cannot afford to raise them, so they must be domesticated from an early age. Only then can you become a riding beast, and a single Ya La La can defeat a team of hundreds of people..."

The guides in the team were warriors from the Night Demon Tribe, and they were also the first Huangren to follow Gao Feng. Their women were not taken away, and they were treated as slaves, but it was the treatment they received from the warriors of the tribe that convinced them of Gao Feng. , In yesterday's battle, these pro-slaves showed no mercy and kept fighting bravely.

After listening to the report from his men, Gao Feng stared at Ya La La deeply and nodded, his heart filled with fire. If he had a hundred Ya La La, he would be able to sweep across the entire wilderness.

Suddenly, a Yalala accelerated towards Gao Feng and sprinted towards Gao Feng, causing Gao Feng's men to grab their weapons at the same time. Many people stepped forward to surround Gao Feng in the center, forming a battle formation in front of the shield and behind the gun.

"Don't move, don't move anyone, they are not coming for us..." Even the guide was a little panicked at this moment, not to mention the others, but Gao Feng saw that Ya La La's rider still had a lazy expression, and the monster was beside him. The fang knife was still kept in its scabbard.

You wouldn't notice it from a distance, but as Ya Lala got closer and closer, everyone's faces became more and more ugly. When the ground began to tremble, many people's legs also trembled. They were fearless and fearless when fighting humans. , but many people may still be afraid of fighting monsters.

When the monster was still twenty meters away from them, it suddenly squatted down, jumped suddenly, and swayed its clumsy figure like a soaring hen. It arced above their heads and landed heavily on the ground behind them. , making a muffled sound, and the monster's two toes dug deeply into the ground.

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