The Strongest Tribe

"Catch all the troublemakers back to me!"

"kill!"

On this day, in the Xia tribe clan hall, the voice rumbling, the clan chief Xia's furious voice echoed, the entire stone hall was rustled, and the elders in the hall bowed their heads and did not dare to provoke the patriarchs.

Something went wrong!

"Hong, you lead people to kill the troublemakers. All relatives, men, women, young and old are demoted to slaves and sent to Lingjiao Mountain for mining!"

Xia Tuo seemed to feel puzzled, and then said: "It's not a matter of killing the rebels!"

"Yes!"

Hong took the order and left, the aura in the entire clan palace seemed very dull.

"The patriarch calms down. Some villains are not worthy of anger."

Xia Tuo waved his hand to indicate that the elders are fine, and sometimes part of his own way of thinking remains in the character formed in the previous life.

However, here is a barren land, where human lives are worthless, where the strong live, kill, plunder, and enslaved lives. There is no equality for everyone here.

Is it because he is too kind?

After returning from White Lake City with Fat Brother, they were about to call a few slaves to go to Tuze City to get some beast cores. Before they left, something bad happened.

Because the tribes made blast furnace iron smelting, technological innovations made the armors stored over the years obsolete. Not only did he take a part to White Lake City to barter, but the clan treasury still has no less than a thousand pairs.

Therefore, in order to enhance the strength of the assembly, he specifically ordered Hong to distribute these armor and weapons to the totem fighters in the dispersion.

After all, more and more scattered tribes will gather in the future. Except for important places, the Xia tribe does not have so many clan soldiers to guard them, so it is inevitable for each scattered branch to guard the tribe.

However, perhaps some people are unwilling to subdue to others in their bones. After getting the armor, they murdered and ran away from the mountains and forests, thinking that relying on the vast mountains and forests, they could escape the Xia tribe's investigation.

Not only that, it also caused nearly five hundred deaths and injuries, and almost severely injured a newly formed scattered department.

"The patriarch, in a hurry, pinching the mountains and plains together, it is inevitable that there will be some turmoil, and as time goes by, people's hearts will be stable."

"I don't think it is necessarily. Some people don't think so. They only think that if we enslaved them, these chaotic people should be demoted to slaves and let them dig for the tribe and go up the mountains to gather herbs."

...

In the clan hall, various elders were also talking about it. Xia Tuo sat on the main seat with thoughts in his heart. Originally, what he thought at first was to gradually send the fighters of the clan to the scattered tribes as leaders.

In this way, the scattered ministries will gradually be included in the tribe.

Among the mountains, all the scattered tribes are the logistic reserve tribes of the Xia tribe, and they continue to support the Xia tribe in terms of population and resources.

However, there are only a few people in the Xia tribe. At present, there are more than 20 scattered tribes gathered. Each scattered tribe has one thousand to two thousand people. Even if it counts as one thousand people, 20 tribes are 200,000. Everyone, this is already twenty times the number of the entire Xia tribe.

In the future, there will be more and more scattered groups. If it is not soothing, then one scattered group today and one scattered group tomorrow will be enough to make the entire tribe exhausted.

People have thoughts, and it seems that they can only become thoughtless.

After thinking about it for a moment, Xia Tuo made a decision and said aloud: "If the order is passed down, all totem warriors in the scattered parts of the gathering need to come and worship the upper part."

...

Ministry of War.

After dealing with the family affairs, Xia Tuo came to the tribal valley. Looking at the newly established blast furnace, the elder Gong was busy preparing to smelt the fine iron for the second time.

The temperature of the second blast furnace will be even higher under the blessing of witch talisman.

"Patriarch."

Seeing Xia Tuo's arrival, Elder Gong hurried over to ask for help, saying: "The patriarch, the fine iron smelted in the blast furnace, the tribes found when forging that it would be difficult to maintain it after five or six times of forging. It is impossible to forge out the impurities in fine iron."

"So, is ore smelted in this blast furnace?"

Xia Tuo thought for a while and asked, pointing to the first blast furnace.

"Yes." Gong elder answered honestly.

"What is the command of the patriarch?"

"You build a square mud film under the blast furnace, it must be large enough."

"I will greet the staff."

Soon under the guidance of Xia Tuo, a rectangular mud pond about five meters long and three meters wide was built under the blast furnace.

"Patriarch, you said that the big iron needle is also hit."

Elder Gong brought the clansmen in a hurry, and the clansmen behind each held a needle-like thing with a hole in it, but it was a thousand times bigger than a needle.

Each one is three meters long, the thickness of an adult's thigh, and the pinholes on it can allow an adult to pass through.

A total of five big iron needles were planted into the cast pool, one at each of the four corners and one in the center, just like this.

"Patriarch, Elder Bow."

Yu, who received Xia Tuo's order, came with two cursing witches.

"Let's open the furnace, and then you must ensure that the five iron needles and the molten iron are completely fused together."

Rumble!

The iron furnace opened, the molten iron poured down and poured into the built mud pool, Yu took the other two curse witches, chanting obscure witch curses in his mouth, and illusory runes appeared in the void, toward The molten iron is submerged.

Most of the five iron pins were submerged by the rolling molten iron, leaving only the thick holes on them.

Naturally, there is no need for Xia Tuo to worry about the next thing. Elder Gong understands his heart and opens the furnace to smelt iron ore again. Now the Xia tribe is not bad in iron ore and can make it with great strength.

Five days later, the blast furnace was opened again, and this time a large iron plate about ten meters long, ten meters wide, and one meter thick was cast.

Then the entire Ministry of Defense was busy with these two iron knots, polishing the surface of the special iron knots as smooth as a mirror, and placing them under a cliff in the valley.

"Pull!"

Elder Gong stood in the valley and shouted towards the top of the mountain.

A rope woven with vines and animal skins, thick and thin with arms soaked in animal oil, passed through a large cast iron reel with a base above. Five large pinholes above the large iron ingot were tied under the cliff. Several strong men clung to the reel. The handle turned, dragging the big iron ingot up the cliff.

"Try it quickly."

Seeing the iron ingot being dragged up and down, the elder Gong hurriedly asked someone to put a piece of iron embryo that had just been hot red on the iron plate below.

boom!

In the next moment, the big iron block that was dragged to the top of the mountain suddenly fell down, shaking the entire valley roaring, sparks spattered between the two iron ingots, and the original red iron embryo was directly crushed in half.

Suddenly, the elder Gong's eyes lit up, and this one-hundred-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-thousand-dollar force was stronger than dozens of him for a day.

The patriarch is indeed the patriarch.

Xia Tuoli took a look at the edge of the cliff, and then turned away. What's this, the acceleration of gravity, you don't understand.

He was very busy, and gathered the totem warriors in the scattered department for the past two days, and kept coming to the tribe, whether they were willing or unwilling, they also came.

However, Xia Tuo all demoted them to slaves.

Of course, their slaves were very different from the Feng Gu Feng received by Xia Tuo. He took all the totem warriors in the dispersal into slaves, so that they could stabilize the dispersal and not cause him any troubles.

After all, these people directly control hundreds of thousands of scattered people in the mountains and forests, and more and more scattered people will gather in the future. Instead of sending tribal warriors, it is better to do it once and for all.

As long as you control the totem warriors in the San Department, then the entire San Department will not be able to make waves.

Not to mention, there are really a lot of totem warriors in the scattered parts of the gathering. There are more than ten as few as a tribe, and there are as many as twenty or thirty.

Xia Tuo asked them to choose a principal, and the others were the scattered ministers and elders to form a presbytery to jointly control the scattered departments.

...

"The patriarch, Kuihe's totem warriors have all been killed, and all the relatives have been captured."

"Bring the bones of these people to every scattered department, and give their relatives to the elders in charge of each scattered department as slaves."

"Yes."

"Every time a scattered department gathers in the future, all of the totem warriors will be brought back to the tribe."

"Yes."

"Go and do your job."

Waved, Hong retreated. He was naturally very busy. It also took time to search for the hidden parts in the mountains and valleys. In addition, the deer had not recovered because of the last damage, so he had to take people to work. .

Soon after Hong retreated, the deer came to the clan hall.

"Patriarch."

Looking at the pale deer, Xia Tuo couldn't help but scolded: "Why don't you rest in the stone courtyard."

"Patriarch, I'm fine."

On Lu's slightly pale face, the whole person exuded a feeling of gloom. Since the totem evil spirit eroded the battle body, his breath has also become a bit softer.

"Patriarch, I feel that I am about to be promoted to the Celestial Pulse Realm."

what!

Hearing this, Xia Tuo was taken aback, with some incredible eyes.

Seeing the surprise in Xia Tuo's eyes, Lu smiled bitterly: "This is a blessing in disguise. That totem evil spirit planted an evil spirit seed in my body. After the totem evil spirit was eliminated by the patriarch, the evil spirit seed did not completely disappear. , But merged with my flesh and blood."

At the foot of Antelope Mountain~www.wuxiaspot.com~, he ordered the tribe to return to the tribe to report, and when he entered the Antelope Tribe again for investigation, he was unknowingly confused by the totem evil spirit, and waited until he was awake. At that time, he was already lying on the tribal stone bed.

"You~~~ I asked Qiao'er to show you."

"The patriarch is at ease, why the deer is also a human race, so naturally they will not feed on the human race like evil spirits. This feeling is good, and the strength is improved, and it can just protect the tribe."

"Oh~~"

Seeing the deer's appearance, Xia Tuo couldn't help showing a wry smile.

"Since you want to be promoted to the Celestial Vessel, these are two spirit crystals."

In any case, the deer's promotion to the Celestial Vein Realm is a great thing for the Xia tribe. As the patriarch, Xia Tuo will naturally not be stingy. He took out two spirit crystals and handed them to the deer.

You must know that as the patriarch, besides giving it to Fat Brother, he didn’t want to use Lingjing for cultivation. He was also very worried for the tribe.

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