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North Dragon Canyon wasn't very famous in the Southern Wilderness, but with the Black Claw Tribe taking over, its reputation grew more and more. The peak of the North Dragon Canyon was not very famous in the Southern Wilderness, but with the Black Claw Tribe taking over, its reputation grew more and more.

The golden roasted bats, the rich fragrant snake broth, the pancakes and buns wrapped in different kinds of stuffing, as well as the dazzling elite weapons, there was no lack of iron in the Southern Wilderness. There, they found many materials that could not be found in the Western Wilderness.

In the eyes of outsiders, these wire could only be used as an animal fence or as a rope. However, the steel wire was a sharp weapon in the hands of the peak, and the tribe had already begun to expand from healing medicine to weapons.

However, this was also easily resolved. The tribe launched the business of preparing raw materials, transforming the spear into a crossbow arrow for the tribe. This process would result in the loss of half of the tribe's raw materials, and would also make the leaders of the other tribes laugh out loud, even though they would have to pay a lot of processing fees for each bolt.

Some of the more foolish leaders were willing to lower the success rate by a little, at least to save more materials to process more pikes. However, they did not expect that all of the materials would go to him.

No tribe thought that there were too many bed crossbows, but one of them had successfully led the trend of the southern wilderness.

Gold was the most precious, and also the least valuable, product of the Northern Dragon Canyon. Every time he saw it, he would force himself to ignore it, but after seeing it many times, his mind would start to wander as well. He thought of the masks in his previous life, and now that he did not have a helmet, using a mold to irrigate a mask was nothing.

It was undeniable that no matter who it was, after wearing this shiny golden mask, they would gain more charisma and increase their chances of seducing other women by several times. Not everyone was interested in the fleshy and fragrant girls, so those barbarians who refused to take a bath used this method to capture all the fat women one by one.

In the eyes of the people from other tribes, this was truly a treasure. Many people would rather take less healing medicine to get a mask, and wearing it would make them look more graceful and tyrannical, much better than the dyes that even made them feel nauseous.

The Northern Dragon Canyon had also become more prosperous. One by one, logs from other tribes had been used to build hundreds of bridges along the river, and the slaves who carried the goods on their backs were like ants that lined up in a long line and sent to the natural caves in the canyon center.

In the centre of the cave, a huge stone platform was burning with blue flames, illuminating the entire cave. In the center of the cave, a huge stone platform was burning with blue flames, illuminating the entire cave.

All the caves were open except for one, which was heavily guarded. Golden Masked Warriors stood by the side like statues. If one followed the row of statues, they would be able to reach the top of the mountain through the stone tunnel.

On the top of the mountain, there were people cutting down logs and collecting vines. There was a thirty meters long and twenty meters wide bridge made from more than ten huge logs connecting the two mountains. On another mountain, similar work was under way.

A rugged path had already cut through the entire mountaintop, right next to the exit of the valley. Two huge wooden fortresses were being built, one on the left and one on the right, and more stones and logs were piled on both sides of the valley. If they met an enemy, they would push them down to block the valley.

He had built everything here, and it gave him an extraordinary sense of accomplishment. Perhaps it was a little rough, perhaps it was not as spectacular as the huge walls of the Castle of Despair, which spanned a kilometer, but his confidence in this place was even stronger.

Behind him on the empty ground were tables made of wood. The polished wooden beams were placed in the middle of the wedges, forming the shape of a bow. Further away, the tribal warriors with slender hands were still adapting to their new weapon, the English Longbow.

However, each of them only had five arrows in their leather quiver, and didn't have enough feathers. The tail feathers of each arrow were inlaid with precious emerald leaf coins, and only something as tough as this could replace the feathers.

"What a waste, what a waste! A single arrow can buy a virgin, really …" The Second Elder looked at the long arrow behind the tribal warriors with a pained look and grumbled to himself. He did not dare to question Feng Zhiling's decision, but he was still distressed by the idea that the bean buns were not suitable for food, even though they had more than a few thousand emeralds in their hands.

"It's all earned by the Great Elder. Why are you in such a hurry? Who knows if the Great Elder would think of another idea to earn back all the money he got from the Jadeite Leaf in the Southern Wilderness?"

The Fourth Elder was a bit disdainful. Although the emerald leaf money also had a small circulation in the central wilderness, it was not very meaningful. It was only used as an ornamental currency, and many people with high status would use it as their identity card.

"There's going to be a war, don't you know? "The southern region of the wilderness has begun to move. Every day, there are countless people moving to the mainland. If there is a war, it would be a great advantage for the barbarians if this thing was shot out again …"

The Second Elder's anxiety did not come without reason. If the long arrow was not shot out, it would be equivalent to expensive decorations. The meat would still be rotten in the pot, but if shot out, it would become a meat bun hitting a dog.

"Humph, you should be more nervous of your own life then, you can't eat or drink the emerald leaf money, it's far worse than the green horn. Look, Great Elder knows more than you do, if possible, you can exchange the jade leaf money for a green horn and make armor …"

As the two were speaking, they saw the peak suddenly jump off the rock, gloomily walking towards them. Without waiting for them to get close, a mournful and desolate horn sounded from the tower behind them, causing chaos within the mountain. Everyone looked in the same direction.

From time to time, there would be the sound of men cursing, women crying, and even children crying. In the distant earth, countless people, large and small, were carrying bags on their back, like ants as they walked towards the direction of the Despair Castle. There were also many gigantic beasts carrying heavy supplies.

The rate at which the barbarians broke through was much faster than they imagined. The elite troops of the Tribal Elder's Union were all killed on their first try, living a comfortable and comfortable life. They only knew how to bully the weak with their strength, but when they met an opponent stronger than them, they became nothing more than trash.

As a result of the failure at the front line, a large area of the rear had become a hunting ground for the barbarians. The barbarians flooded toward the south like a tidal wave, countless women had been taken away, and one tribe after another became black smoke under the barbarians' torches.

However, the news of the Southern Wilderness spread far beyond the imagination of the barbarians. Countless tribes moved immediately, and they almost gave up everything as they moved inland with food and supplies. Many tribes even gave up on cannibals and livestock.

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