Apocalyptic Dark Age

"Then what should we do now? I know there is no extra food in the tribe, Master Tianzhao is still blocked at the other end of the canyon, and it is the season of falling snow. Every day, people in the tribe can't stand it and freeze to death..."

Zhanzi squatted on the ground in frustration and said these words in a loud voice. Zhanzi's question was also the most difficult problem for Fengfeng. He really had no good solution, otherwise he would not have ignored Xianfeng Jialuo's face and went out to fight. Robbed.

"The root of the problem lies with Tianma. As long as Tianma dies, everything will end..."

Gao Feng also squatted beside the pole, using his dagger to pull away the condensed snow, revealing the moist land below.

The winter in the western wilderness is the source of growth for all things. A large amount of snow melts and nourishes the long-term dry land. After the arrival of spring, the entire wilderness will become a grassland. At this time, we do not rely on too much food, but only rely on the ubiquitous wild vegetables in the wilderness. can survive.

Before summer comes, the wild vegetables will mature, leaving the seeds to wither in the scorching heat. There are only three seasons in the western wilderness, winter, spring, and summer, and there is no autumn. This is the climate variability brought about by the radiation clouds in the sky, not human power. Can be prevented.

"Tianman is our last obstacle. Once this obstacle is lifted, I believe that the western wilderness will not be worse than the southern wilderness in the future, and will get better and better in the future..."

Gao Feng lifted up a handful of soil on the ground with a flick of his wrist. Moistened by the snow water, the soil changed from red to black before his eyes. He believed that the soil must be very fertile and he was full of confidence in the future.

"How long will it take? We don't have time..."

The pole angrily hit the ground with its fist. The hard earth did not dent even under the huge force of the fist. Instead, the small gravel pierced the outer skin of the fist. Looking at the wound on the fist, the pole felt no pain. Said in a muffled voice.

Gao Feng sighed and said in a deep voice: "Don't think so far ahead. The situation is not bad yet. Let's get in touch with Tianzhao first. By the way, what happened to the mountain you came to?"

Zhuang Zi thought that Gao Feng would hold him responsible for the loss of three hundred elite warriors. His face, which had no skin but only muscles, was so red that it was about to drip with blood.

"It's all my fault and I am willing to take full responsibility..."

The pole chattered for a long time, and then uttered such a sentence, which surprised Gao Feng. He opened his mouth for a while before saying strangely:

"You made the right choice. The one thousand warriors sent now are stronger than the ten thousand warriors sent thirty days later. I just want to know about the wild vegetables you found on the cliff..."

Gao Feng could only use wild vegetables to describe that kind of plant. Only then did Zhan Zi understand what was going on. He couldn't help but feel moved in his heart. If it were anyone else, he would have lost more than 300 people before the battle. It would be a kind of thing wherever he placed it. Guilt, that is, Gao Feng is so generous.

"I'm the one who got impatient. If I hadn't pushed so hard and allowed the warriors time to dig the road, we wouldn't have lost so many people. The wild vegetables were occasionally found by the warriors trapped in the crevices of the cliff to satisfy their hunger. He was rescued. After that, they were in good spirits and were still active without eating for three days. We then tried to find some, but there were not many of them and they only lived in the crevices of the cliff..."

As the pole was described, a vivid image of the plant appeared in Gao Feng's mind. This is a three-branched purple herbaceous plant. The growth environment is quite extreme. It can only grow in dark rock crevices, and it must be on rocks that can condense dew. When the value of this plant was discovered, it was plundered and exploited. In order to save food for three days, Zhang Zi ordered them to collect all the plants they could find and eat them all into the stomachs of the warriors.

"Is there any chance of finding it?"

Gao Feng urgently interrupted the pole's recollection, which made the pole embarrassed. He scratched his scalp, picked off a pile of dandruff, and said in distress.

"It's very difficult. The road we were looking for was the only place where we could cross the mountains. The other places were as sharp as knives and couldn't be climbed by humans. Even the grass was pulled out where we passed, and other places were too. too dangerous……."

Zhuang Zi didn't know the value of this plant, but Gao Feng knew it. Not to mention that it could be used as military food, just improving human strength and physique was enough to make anyone crazy, even if it was only a temporary improvement, it would be worth it to anyone time, are absolute treasures.

"We are recruiting volunteers to search for these wild vegetables. They are not allowed to pick them after they are found. It is necessary to understand their growth environment and conditions. It is best to cultivate them artificially. With this kind of wild vegetables, the warriors of the Skyclaw tribe will no longer have to fear the protectors. …….”

Gao Feng has fallen into fantasy. In addition to all kinds of strange abilities, the protectors are stronger than ordinary people in their physical strength and fitness. Every protector is a strong man and a long-distance runner. Gao Feng understands this best. When he was still a patron, his own quality exceeded that of the most elite Owl Eagle special forces in his previous life. You must know that the Owl Eagle is the only force that can compete with the local two-headed dragon force. Even those who have experienced hundreds of battles cannot compare.

"There's no problem with that. There are always a few guys with long arms and legs in the team. Climbing the cliff is easier than taking a dump. But even if these things are found, they won't be of any use now, right?"

Zhuangzi won't think too far. For him, the biggest problem now is Tianman's problem. Killing Tianman can solve all problems, but how easy is it to kill Tianman?

"It's not like there's no chance at all. It depends on how many people we are prepared to die..."

After Gao Feng said these words, his whole person fell into silence. The last thing he wanted to see was death. Enough people had died, so why was he always forced to see more blood?

"It's worth it no matter how many people die. This is our territory, where my ancestors lived, and where our descendants live. We must take it back..."

Zhuang Zi said categorically, his eyes so hot that it was impossible to look into them.

The place where the Sky Claw tribe rested in the past was called Beilong Canyon. Now the place where they are trapped is called Broken Dragon Canyon by some people. The passage home is cut off. Tens of thousands of people are trapped in the middle of the canyon, unable to move forward or retreat. Tens of thousands of women and children are trapped in the canyon. With nothing to do, the stretching team occupied dozens of kilometers of the canyon, forming a linear camp.

The plants and trees that originally grew in the mountains on both sides of the camp have all been collected, like a bald man's scalp, which is particularly ugly. The crowds of tree collectors are still extending to the distant mountains, and more trees have been cut down. In the valley In the meantime, the training of elite warriors has never stopped.

Thousands of people were divided into more than a dozen teams. They ran in the valley every day for training or confrontation exercises. The training intensity was so intense that the desert warriors peeping from a distance were frightened. They could not imagine that if the two sides really went to war, these elites would How can the warriors resist?

Those who train daily are elite warriors, and those who conduct daily reconnaissance are the tribe's reservists. According to the rules of the wilderness, they are called pro-slaves. They are all strong men selected from the surrendered deserters in the southern wilderness. They also have battlefields themselves. Experienced veterans, many of whom had escaped from the Fortress of Despair, could survive successive catastrophes. In addition to luck, their personal abilities were also pretty good.

They took the initiative during the training of elite warriors and eliminated the spies hidden around them. Even though these spies were fellow deserters who came from the central wilderness like them, the scout strangulation battle was the most brutal battle.

A large amount of life disappears into the barren mountains every day.

Every day, injured reserve warriors are carried down from the mountains and sprinkled with blood on the dry land. It is not uncommon to have broken hands and feet. However, this cannot stop the determination of the reserve forces to fight, because according to the rules set when leaving the peak. , reserve service but with beheading, you can obtain military merit.

Military merit is everything, the best supplies, the best treatment, and the opportunity to be promoted to an elite warrior.