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It only took Feng Feiyun two and a half days to bring his men to the Black Claw Tribe after leaving the sweet well. However, when he saw the dilapidated wall, he became dumbfounded.

The fifty servants looked at each other, but they did not make a sound. They quietly lined up in an orderly fashion, displaying a hint of elite energy.

The mountain didn't know what was happening here, but after seeing the wall collapse and the dead silence of the tribe, his heart suddenly felt empty, as if he had lost something. No matter what, this was the first place he had settled down in after coming to this world, and also the place where his body grew.

These corpses made the peak of the mountain's heart tighten. There were not only men, there were also children and women, but if one looked carefully, they would see that there were different ones. The number of women was the fewest, followed by the children.

Their weapons and weapons were all taken away, but the clothes of the dead men remained untouched. It was clear that the Wake Tribe was richer than the Black Claw Tribe, but Gao Feng remembered clearly that when they left the tribe, the ground was filled with bloody corpses.

Further on, the structure of most of the houses was intact, even the beams were preserved, and not all the roofs were burned through, as if the Horde were in a hurry to set fire to them.

The further in they went, the fewer traces of battle became less and less. Finally, he arrived at the center of the square and was surprised to see that the thirty-six totem pillars were filled with the corpses of women.

Big Claw died miserably, but it was not worth paying attention to. Standing at the peak of the square, he looked around in every direction, trying to find the crowd that was hiding in the corner, but he didn't see anything.

Fifty slaves walked into the ghost-like ruin of the tribe. They gasped in admiration at the majestic building, or at the wide open door. All kinds of supplies and food were scattered on the ground with envy.

There were a lot of good items scattered on the ground. The tribulations were unprofessional. Feng Feiyun sat in front of Black Claw's door on top of the old bloodstains, and his heart was empty. No one knew what he was thinking about.

How was he going to explain this to Fang and the pole? Could it be that it was telling them that everyone had evaporated, including his own little red sand?

When he thought of the red sand, Chu Feng abruptly stood up and walked towards his house. The gentle wind blew through his hair, but it did not extinguish the anxiety in his heart.

When he saw his own dilapidated house, he could not help but be furious. He suddenly stepped forward and kicked the only remaining wall, and with a loud bang, the dust and sand that filled the air washed him to the side. This was the time that his servants who had been idle all this time thought it was for him to show off.

"Scram …" With a loud, irritated shout, the servants rolled to one side and ran into the dust, searching for anything that belonged to the red sand until he saw the huge pit behind him where he had taken the things.

"Master, there are many footprints on the back, as well as animal excrement. I pinched it, and it was still wet."

The servants who were rolling in all directions quickly discovered something new. The servants who reported to the peak looked honest and honest; it was hard to tell that they had drawn a picture of the skeleton and its fiendish look.

"Slow down the tribe." He thought of what Black Claw had told him in the tribe. Only the Sangang Tribe would be able to move everyone away. Perhaps Red Sand, Fang Fangzi, and the rest of their family were all in there?

Thinking of this, Feng Zhiling no longer hesitated. He no longer wanted to stay and shouted, "Chase it! Chase it all the way to the end of the world! Chase it all the way!"

He smiled complacently at the migrating crowd, threw an encouraging look at every tribal warrior who passed in front of him, and smiled obscenely at the tribal warriors who attacked the women. He seemed to see more tribal warriors being born by the women and joining in on his wave to conquer the Western Wilderness.

The tribe without the protector was vulnerable. If not for him wanting to capture more people, he might have used half the time to take down the Black Claw Tribe.

Almost all of the Chiru and most of the women had survived. In the eyes of the Earth Bow, even the most common Chiru was useful, and these people would be the most valuable wealth. There would also be some kids, and in a few years, they would be able to erase the traces of the Black Claw Tribe and become a warrior of the Earth Arm.

Countless resources were brought along by the large group. Although these goods and materials weren't important, it didn't mean that the warriors below didn't like them. He had given the order to conquer the Black Claw Tribe, and one third of the resources were distributed to the warriors below, giving them motivation.

Among this large group of people, it was rare for the warriors of the Earth Sang Tribe to be unruly and treat the people of the Black Claw Tribe. At least, they didn't kill any more, which made the Black Claw Tribe less conflicted. Since Black Claw was already dead in their hearts, it wouldn't be too bad if they fused with the Zong Clan.

As the team advanced forward, a small team could no longer wait. Behind them, another smaller team was also working hard to catch up to them.

"Did they really just give it to us?" The tribal elders walking beside him asked in disbelief. The barbarians never believed in the benefits of being here for nothing, so the population bonuses of more than two thousand people made him feel uneasy.

His feeling was actually the feeling of an armguard, but it was impossible for him to see through it. He pretended to be deep and forget about the sky for a while, and the elder beside him also began to imitate it.

"You don't understand what they want, and neither do I. I only know that if we don't agree to their terms, the Earth Slayer Tribe will be destroyed, just like the current Black Claw Tribe. They will become the spoils of others."

"Could it be that they are all showing off?" The elder sucked in a breath of cold air. Based on his status, he knew a little about the people of Jia Luo.

"Not only are they showing off their power, they are also showing off their power within the clan. They are truly big figures …" Sighing, he lowered his head and looked at the sand under his feet. Compared to those people, he felt that his relatively strong Protector was as insignificant as sand.

"Then what do they want?" The more the Elder thought about it, the more afraid he became. No clan was something that a tribe could afford to offend. The collaboration between Earth Armored and the family had caused him to feel conflicted.

"I don't know what they want. In the Western Wilderness, there are more than just one tribe like us. If they pick us, we are lucky. If they pick Black Claw, maybe …"

It was just like the choice of the two choices. In the face of an unstoppable opponent, even the barbarians had to give in. Fortunately, they were on the side of the victors, so if the victors chose the black claw, they would be afraid of the consequences.

"I hope they will always choose us …" The Elder didn't dare to continue on this topic, as he mumbled to himself.

"Only monsters, our strength is too small." The soldier half complained, half said helplessly, but the ambition in his eyes was more vigorous than ever. Chapter error, point this report (registered free)

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