Apocalyptic Dark Age

It only took two and a half days for Gao Feng to lead people to the Black Claw tribe after leaving Tianshui Well. But when he saw the ruined wall clearly, he was completely stunned.

The fifty pro-slaves looked at each other without making a sound, and quietly arranged themselves in a neat square formation, showing a hint of elite aura.

Gao Feng didn't know what happened here, but when he saw the wall collapsed and the dead tribe, his heart suddenly felt empty, as if he had lost something. In any case, this was his first place to stay in this world. , which is also where his body grows.

Suddenly, Gao Feng woke up from his deep sadness. He thought of the red sand left in the tribe, and of Hua Ya and Zhang Zi's family members. He couldn't help but feel anxious. He quickened his pace and trotted towards the tribe.

The fifty slaves behind him also raised their feet at the same time and started running like soldiers, but they only maintained three steps before they began to crackle and mess up.

Looking at the tribe from a distance, it looks like an abandoned gathering place, with black smoke floating around. The closer you get, the more carefully you can see the traces of the battle.

There are traces of campsites on the Elaeagnus fields, the ground blackened by flames, and the pits left by trebuchets.

Walking into a tribe that was no longer recognizable, first of all, there were piles of corpses under the wall. These corpses made Gao Feng's heart twitch. It was not just men, but also children and women. But a closer look revealed a difference. Women were the least in number, and children Secondly, there are the most men in their prime, and they are placed at the bottom.

The swords and guns were confiscated, but the clothes on the dead man's body were not touched. Obviously, the Earth Horse Tribe was richer than the Black Claw Tribe. Gao Feng clearly remembered that when he left the Desert Man Tribe, there were bloody corpses all over the ground.

Walking further, you can find that most of the houses are structurally intact, and even the roof beams are preserved. Even the roofs are not burned through. It seems that the armadillo tribe is in a hurry and does not even pay attention to setting fires.

The further he walked, the less traces of fighting there were. Finally, when he reached the center of the square, he was surprised to see that the thirty-six totem poles were all covered with women's corpses. Big Claw also died here, but there were no others. corpse.

Big Claw's death was tragic, but not worthy of attention. Gao Feng stood in the center of the square and looked around, trying to find the people hiding in the corners and looking around, but he saw nothing.

Fifty slaves walked into this ghostly ruined tribe, marveling at the tall and majestic buildings, or peering into the open door, jealous of the various supplies and food scattered on the ground. Human tribes are all good things, right?

There were a lot of good things scattered on the ground, and the Earth Horse warriors were not even professional in robbing. Gao Feng sat on the old bloodstains in front of the Black Claw room, feeling empty in his heart and not knowing what to think.

How was he going to explain to Huoya and Zangzi? Should he tell them that everyone has evaporated, including his own little red sand?

Thinking of the red sand, Gao Feng stood up suddenly and walked towards his property in the roaring breeze. The breeze ruffled his hair, but it couldn't extinguish the anxiety in his heart.

When he saw his ruined house, he finally couldn't help but became furious. He stepped forward and kicked the remaining wall. Hearing a bang, the dust and sand rushed him aside. He had been doing nothing. The pro-slaves thought that the time had come to show off, and rushed forward with a roar, waving their weapons in search of unseen enemies.

"Get out..." The irritable Gao Feng shouted, asking his slaves to roll aside, and he rushed into the dust, looking for anything belonging to the red sand, until he saw the big pit behind where things were taken away.

"Master, there are many people's footprints and animal excrement behind. I pinched it and the dung lumps are still wet."

The pro-slaves who were scattered around quickly discovered something new. The pro-slaves who reported to the peak were honest and good-looking, and there was no trace of their sinister appearance with the bones and skulls painted on them.

"The Earth Horse Tribe." Gao Feng stood up with gritted teeth. He remembered what Black Claw said in the Desert Man Tribe. Only the Earth Horse Tribe could move everyone away. Maybe Hongsha, Hua Ya, and Are the relatives of the pole inside?

Thinking of this, Gao Feng no longer hesitated or missed everything here, and shouted loudly: "Chase, chase to the horizon..."

The earth warrior looked at the migrating crowds with a smile, and gave an encouraging look to every tribal warrior who passed by him, and laughed obscenely at the tribal warriors who were touching women. He seemed to be watching More tribal warriors were born from women and joined his command to conquer the entire western wilderness.

This battle was time-consuming, but the losses were very small. The tribe without a protector was vulnerable. If he hadn't wanted to capture more people, he might have taken down the Black Claw tribe in half the time.

Many people in the Black Claw tribe died, but even more survived. Almost all the indentured slaves and most of the women survived. In the eyes of the earth armadillo, even the lowest indentured slaves are useful, and these people will be the most precious. Wealth, and children, will wear away the traces of the Black Claw tribe in a few years, and they will fight as warriors of the Earth Armadillo.

Countless supplies were staggered forward by the large team. These supplies were not valued by the emperor, but that did not mean that the warriors below did not like them. He once issued an order to conquer the Black Claw tribe, and one-third of the supplies were distributed to the warriors below. , giving them motivation one after another.

Among the large stumbling team, it was rare for the warriors of the Earth Horse tribe to treat the people of the Black Claw tribe in a not very rough manner. At least, they did not kill one more person, which made the people of the Black Claw tribe less resistant. A lot. In their hearts, Black Claw is dead, so it wouldn't be too bad to merge with the Earth Armadillo tribe.

As the team advanced, a small team that was recharging their strength was impatient, and behind them, there was also a smaller team that was catching up.

"Diji, did they really give it to us like this?" the tribal elder walking beside Diji asked in disbelief. The wilderness people never believe in the benefits of free money, so the demographic dividend of more than 2,000 people makes His heart is always uneasy.

What he felt was actually the feeling of the earthly arm, but the earthly arm wouldn't let him see it. He pretended to be deep and forgot about the sky for a while, and the elders around him also imitated it in a decent way.

"You don't understand what they want, and I don't understand either. I only know that if you don't agree to them, the Earth Horse Tribe will be destroyed, just like the Black Claw Tribe now, and become someone else's trophy."

"Are they all showing off?" The elder took a deep breath after hearing this. According to his status, he knew something about the Jialuazhong.

"Not only are they showing off, they are also showing off the family, they are real big shots..." Di Huan sighed and lowered his head, looking at the sand under his feet. He felt that compared with those people, he was not a weak protector. is as small as sand.

"Then what do they want?" The more the elder thought about it, the more frightened he became. No family could be offended by a tribe. The cooperation between Dihu and the family made him feel entangled.

"I don't know what they want. There is more than one tribe like us in the Western Wilderness. We are lucky that they picked us. If they picked Black Claw, maybe..."

Just like a two-choice multiple-choice question, even the wild people have to succumb in the face of an irresistible opponent. Fortunately, they are on the side of the winner. If the winner chooses Black Claw, they will be afraid of the consequences. .

"I hope they can always choose us..." The elder did not dare to continue talking about this topic and said vaguely.

"It's just that our strength is too small." Di Huan half complained and half said helplessly, but the ambition in his eyes was stronger than ever.

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