Chapter 387
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Nanman jungle, about 50 miles away from the human border wall.
A large gathering area has been opened up among the dense forests. The buildings in the center are centered on the stone houses in the center, and they are spread out in circles. This is a common feature of the gathering places of barbarians, which is known as the public archery.
During the barbarian period, this place was called Dongwang, which was expected to be oriented to the East. It was extremely prosperous. Numerous barbarians who yearned for the summer in the East would come here to communicate with the Terrans. It is worth mentioning that the first batch of Laojin who entered the Nanman jungle at that time came here.
Dongwang tribe is a little bigger than Shifang tribe that yeyan Si first saw. In addition, it has a large area of grain planting area around it. Under the guidance of the Terrans, it even raises livestock and has perfect defense facilities.
Therefore, since the barbarians were scattered, they have always been the gathering place for the barbarians to launch attacks on the city. Countless ordinary barbarians were concentrated here, and then they stormed into the border of hell and never came back. For them, they were abandoned children of the earth and the jungle.
After the settlement of the famine people, it was the difference between heaven and hell. The whole tribe was completely changed. The buildings that had been arranged orderly were only ruins, and only the high platform stone houses in the center were relatively intact.
At this time, at the gate of the stone house, there were a group of high-level wasters in Savage clothes and strong chests gathered together, headed by one of the tallest, looking up into the sky in the sky.
The faces of these people gathered in front of the stone house are all depicting a fierce bear totem in the jungle, which shows that they are high-level blood vessels that can be transformed into giants again. Such a number of high-level wasters are also among the most powerful tribes in the whole desert tribe. It is because of this that they can occupy such a large area of spoils and resources.
Later, an older waster came up to the heaviest one, pointed to the sky in the distance and said:
"chief, there is a strange black fog rising in the sky over there. It seems that the mysterious great national master's description of the human expedition to the jungle is true."
"It's true, of course. You're talking nonsense to me."
The chief, who had a long scar on his face, turned around and kicked him directly in the chest of the one who spoke. He kicked the latter directly and rolled on the ground with his chest covered. The heavy foot made him unable to breathe for a short time. Then the long scarred chieftain turned back and continued to speak impatiently:
"or is it true Yes, I have to fight with Conghu tribe for this large stronghold nearest to the border of hell. I have to pay such a high price. However, when the barbarians are killed in the jungles of Nanman, they are sure to make a lot of money. The Terrans with high walls are powerful. But once in the jungle, it is cats. It is said that the Terrans' equipment and wealth are at least 100 times that of barbarians. ”
speaking of this, a group of high-level wasters of the rock bear tribe laughed grimly. After a long time, a soldier of the famine people behind the chief changscar said:
"chieftain, although the rest of the tribes were ordered by the ancestral clan and sent soldiers to support them, they were all ordinary people who were old, weak, sick, disabled and unorganized It's unkind to know that you can't get a bargain from the chief. "
"These chiefs are very clear about their ideas one by one. Sending these useless wastes, which only waste food, can reduce their own burden. On the other hand, they just add to me. You can see below."
After the voice dropped, the long scar chief raised his hand to the bottom, and saw the whole huge gathering place below. It was as black as the sea. All of them were desolate people. It was a piece of smoke.
In particular, there were howls one after another in the periphery. A large number of wasters roamed without discipline in the unit of tribes. Even some tyrants carried sharp spears, directly opened the giant and launched a surprise attack on the other tribes. After that, they were stabbed in the head one by one by the soldiers of the refugees, which made them calm down, but they kept shouting Eat meat!
The chief of the scarred rock bear tribe sneered, opened his mouth and continued to speak. The high-level people around him also laughed.
"If you want to eat meat, you can eat Terran's meat. The grain of our tribe can't afford to waste. By the way, have you heard from the first batch of people sent out to attack the city? Who can tell me where the Terrans are now?"
When the voice dropped, the laughter of the high-level famine people suddenly stopped. They all closed their mouths and stopped talking. The stone house platform was silent.
"It's all rubbish!"
With a roar of anger, the bear totem on his face seemed to come back to life for a moment. The breath of tyranny rolled out. He raised his huge palm like a PU fan and slapped it on the face of the nearest waster, and his teeth flew out.
"You, take the elite of your clan, follow the dead people of the outer tribes and ambush them in the jungle. If I don't hear the news of your victory when it's dark, I'll personally go over and take your heads off, and send someone to take the ancestral messengers to the chief chief chief and tell him that we want food, a lot of grain, and it's better to open the storage area. ”
"yes!"After that, a large number of high-level waster people came down from the stone house platform. After a while, a large number of refugees were driven into the jungle in the direction of the East where the smoke rose.
On the other side of the gathering place, a small group of savage people gathered around the center. A proud young man with a giant totem on his face, under the guidance of the youth, shuttled quickly through the dense forest toward the ancestral hall. But above his head, there were a pair of eyes staring at him.
"My Lord, do you want to intercept this team directly below?"
High in the sky, two thunder soldiers waved the wings of bats flashing with thunder. One of them asked softly. What they held in their hands was Wang Jing, which had been ambushed in the jungle for a long time. Beside Wang Jing was Peng mu, who never left.
In the sky, Wang Jing, who had been staring down for a long time, shook his head and replied:
"according to the information we have before, only the faces of Zuting soldiers can depict giant totems. Therefore, this team from Dongwang tribe goes to Zuting. Let it pass. We need more refugees to gather in front of the central army, so that your majesty can kill happily It's also easier for us to clear the strongholds. "
At this time, Peng mu, who has been silent on the side, suddenly started to remind him:
"the task order of clearing the strongholds in the second stage has been issued. We need to join the elite troops ambushed below. The rest of the thunder troops have already flown to the strongholds, waiting for your order."
"Then, according to the plan, we should start with the first batch of wasteland strongholds set by the Ministry of war."
After Wang Jing's voice dropped, under the heavy rain, a strange purple thunderbolt lit up in the sky above the Nanman jungle, and remained for a long time.
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Nanman jungle, about 50 miles away from the human border wall.
A large gathering area has been opened up among the dense forests. The buildings in the center are centered on the stone houses in the center, and they are spread out in circles. This is a common feature of the gathering places of barbarians, which is known as the public archery.
During the barbarian period, this place was called Dongwang, which was expected to be oriented to the East. It was extremely prosperous. Numerous barbarians who yearned for the summer in the East would come here to communicate with the Terrans. It is worth mentioning that the first batch of Laojin who entered the Nanman jungle at that time came here.
Dongwang tribe is a little bigger than Shifang tribe that yeyan Si first saw. In addition, it has a large area of grain planting area around it. Under the guidance of the Terrans, it even raises livestock and has perfect defense facilities.
Therefore, since the barbarians were scattered, they have always been the gathering place for the barbarians to launch attacks on the city. Countless ordinary barbarians were concentrated here, and then they stormed into the border of hell and never came back. For them, they were abandoned children of the earth and the jungle.
After the settlement of the famine people, it was the difference between heaven and hell. The whole tribe was completely changed. The buildings that had been arranged orderly were only ruins, and only the high platform stone houses in the center were relatively intact.
At this time, at the gate of the stone house, there were a group of high-level wasters in Savage clothes and strong chests gathered together, headed by one of the tallest, looking up into the sky in the sky.
The faces of these people gathered in front of the stone house are all depicting a fierce bear totem in the jungle, which shows that they are high-level blood vessels that can be transformed into giants again. Such a number of high-level wasters are also among the most powerful tribes in the whole desert tribe. It is because of this that they can occupy such a large area of spoils and resources.
Later, an older waster came up to the heaviest one, pointed to the sky in the distance and said:
"chief, there is a strange black fog rising in the sky over there. It seems that the mysterious great national master's description of the human expedition to the jungle is true."
"It's true, of course. You're talking nonsense to me."
The chief, who had a long scar on his face, turned around and kicked him directly in the chest of the one who spoke. He kicked the latter directly and rolled on the ground with his chest covered. The heavy foot made him unable to breathe for a short time. Then the long scarred chieftain turned back and continued to speak impatiently:
"or is it true Yes, I have to fight with Conghu tribe for this large stronghold nearest to the border of hell. I have to pay such a high price. However, when the barbarians are killed in the jungles of Nanman, they are sure to make a lot of money. The Terrans with high walls are powerful. But once in the jungle, it is cats. It is said that the Terrans' equipment and wealth are at least 100 times that of barbarians. ”
speaking of this, a group of high-level wasters of the rock bear tribe laughed grimly. After a long time, a soldier of the famine people behind the chief changscar said:
"chieftain, although the rest of the tribes were ordered by the ancestral clan and sent soldiers to support them, they were all ordinary people who were old, weak, sick, disabled and unorganized It's unkind to know that you can't get a bargain from the chief. "
"These chiefs are very clear about their ideas one by one. Sending these useless wastes, which only waste food, can reduce their own burden. On the other hand, they just add to me. You can see below."
After the voice dropped, the long scar chief raised his hand to the bottom, and saw the whole huge gathering place below. It was as black as the sea. All of them were desolate people. It was a piece of smoke.
In particular, there were howls one after another in the periphery. A large number of wasters roamed without discipline in the unit of tribes. Even some tyrants carried sharp spears, directly opened the giant and launched a surprise attack on the other tribes. After that, they were stabbed in the head one by one by the soldiers of the refugees, which made them calm down, but they kept shouting Eat meat!
The chief of the scarred rock bear tribe sneered, opened his mouth and continued to speak. The high-level people around him also laughed.
"If you want to eat meat, you can eat Terran's meat. The grain of our tribe can't afford to waste. By the way, have you heard from the first batch of people sent out to attack the city? Who can tell me where the Terrans are now?"
When the voice dropped, the laughter of the high-level famine people suddenly stopped. They all closed their mouths and stopped talking. The stone house platform was silent.
"It's all rubbish!"
With a roar of anger, the bear totem on his face seemed to come back to life for a moment. The breath of tyranny rolled out. He raised his huge palm like a PU fan and slapped it on the face of the nearest waster, and his teeth flew out.
"You, take the elite of your clan, follow the dead people of the outer tribes and ambush them in the jungle. If I don't hear the news of your victory when it's dark, I'll personally go over and take your heads off, and send someone to take the ancestral messengers to the chief chief chief and tell him that we want food, a lot of grain, and it's better to open the storage area. ”
"yes!"After that, a large number of high-level waster people came down from the stone house platform. After a while, a large number of refugees were driven into the jungle in the direction of the East where the smoke rose.
On the other side of the gathering place, a small group of savage people gathered around the center. A proud young man with a giant totem on his face, under the guidance of the youth, shuttled quickly through the dense forest toward the ancestral hall. But above his head, there were a pair of eyes staring at him.
"My Lord, do you want to intercept this team directly below?"
High in the sky, two thunder soldiers waved the wings of bats flashing with thunder. One of them asked softly. What they held in their hands was Wang Jing, which had been ambushed in the jungle for a long time. Beside Wang Jing was Peng mu, who never left.
In the sky, Wang Jing, who had been staring down for a long time, shook his head and replied:
"according to the information we have before, only the faces of Zuting soldiers can depict giant totems. Therefore, this team from Dongwang tribe goes to Zuting. Let it pass. We need more refugees to gather in front of the central army, so that your majesty can kill happily It's also easier for us to clear the strongholds. "
At this time, Peng mu, who has been silent on the side, suddenly started to remind him:
"the task order of clearing the strongholds in the second stage has been issued. We need to join the elite troops ambushed below. The rest of the thunder troops have already flown to the strongholds, waiting for your order."
"Then, according to the plan, we should start with the first batch of wasteland strongholds set by the Ministry of war."
After Wang Jing's voice dropped, under the heavy rain, a strange purple thunderbolt lit up in the sky above the Nanman jungle, and remained for a long time.
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Nanman jungle, about 50 miles away from the human border wall. A large gathering area has been opened up among the dense forests. The buildings in the center are centered on the stone houses in the center, and they are spread out in circles. This is a common feature of the gathering places of barbarians, which is known as the public archery. During the barbarian period, this place was called Dongwang, which was expected to be oriented to the East. It was extremely prosperous. Numerous barbarians who yearned for the summer in the East would come here to communicate with the Terrans. It is worth mentioning that the first batch of Laojin who entered the Nanman jungle at that time came here. Dongwang tribe is a little bigger than Shifang tribe that yeyan Si first saw. In addition, it has a large area of grain planting area around it. Under the guidance of the Terrans, it even raises livestock and has perfect defense facilities. Therefore, since the barbarians were scattered, they have always been the gathering place for the barbarians to launch attacks on the city. Countless ordinary barbarians were concentrated here, and then they stormed into the border of hell and never came back. For them, they were abandoned children of the earth and the jungle. After the settlement of the famine people, it was the difference between heaven and hell. The whole tribe was completely changed. The buildings that had been arranged orderly were only ruins, and only the high platform stone houses in the center were relatively intact. At this time, at the gate of the stone house, there were a group of high-level wasters in Savage clothes and strong chests gathered together, headed by one of the tallest, looking up into the sky in the sky. The faces of these people gathered in front of the stone house are all depicting a fierce bear totem in the jungle, which shows that they are high-level blood vessels that can be transformed into giants again. Such a number of high-level wasters are also among the most powerful tribes in the whole desert tribe. It is because of this that they can occupy such a large area of spoils and resources. Later, an older waster came up to the heaviest one, pointed to the sky in the distance and said: "chief, there is a strange black fog rising in the sky over there. It seems that the mysterious great national master's description of the human expedition to the jungle is true." "It's true, of course. You're talking nonsense to me." The chief, who had a long scar on his face, turned around and kicked him directly in the chest of the one who spoke. He kicked the latter directly and rolled on the ground with his chest covered. The heavy foot made him unable to breathe for a short time. Then the long scarred chieftain turned back and continued to speak impatiently: "or is it true Yes, I have to fight with Conghu tribe for this large stronghold nearest to the border of hell. I have to pay such a high price. However, when the barbarians are killed in the jungles of Nanman, they are sure to make a lot of money. The Terrans with high walls are powerful. But once in the jungle, it is cats. It is said that the Terrans' equipment and wealth are at least 100 times that of barbarians. speaking of this, a group of high-level wasters of the rock bear tribe laughed grimly. After a long time, a soldier of the famine people behind the chief changscar said: "chieftain, although the rest of the tribes were ordered by the ancestral clan and sent soldiers to support them, they were all ordinary people who were old, weak, sick, disabled and unorganized It's unkind to know that you can't get a bargain from the chief. " "These chiefs are very clear about their ideas one by one. Sending these useless wastes, which only waste food, can reduce their own burden. On the other hand, they just add to me. You can see below." After the voice dropped, the long scar chief raised his hand to the bottom, and saw the whole huge gathering place below. It was as black as the sea. All of them were desolate people. It was a piece of smoke. In particular, there were howls one after another in the periphery. A large number of wasters roamed without discipline in the unit of tribes. Even some tyrants carried sharp spears, directly opened the giant and launched a surprise attack on the other tribes. After that, they were stabbed in the head one by one by the soldiers of the refugees, which made them calm down, but they kept shouting Eat meat! The chief of the scarred rock bear tribe sneered, opened his mouth and continued to speak. The high-level people around him also laughed. "If you want to eat meat, you can eat Terran's meat. The grain of our tribe can't afford to waste. By the way, have you heard from the first batch of people sent out to attack the city? Who can tell me where the Terrans are now?" When the voice dropped, the laughter of the high-level famine people suddenly stopped. They all closed their mouths and stopped talking. The stone house platform was silent. "It's all rubbish!" With a roar of anger, the bear totem on his face seemed to come back to life for a moment. The breath of tyranny rolled out. He raised his huge palm like a PU fan and slapped it on the face of the nearest waster, and his teeth flew out. "You, take the elite of your clan, follow the dead people of the outer tribes and ambush them in the jungle. If I don't hear the news of your victory when it's dark, I'll personally go over and take your heads off, and send someone to take the ancestral messengers to the chief chief chief and tell him that we want food, a lot of grain, and it's better to open the storage area. "yes!"After that, a large number of high-level waster people came down from the stone house platform. After a while, a large number of refugees were driven into the jungle in the direction of the East where the smoke rose. On the other side of the gathering place, a small group of savage people gathered around the center. A proud young man with a giant totem on his face, under the guidance of the youth, shuttled quickly through the dense forest toward the ancestral hall. But above his head, there were a pair of eyes staring at him. "My Lord, do you want to intercept this team directly below?" High in the sky, two thunder soldiers waved the wings of bats flashing with thunder. One of them asked softly. What they held in their hands was Wang Jing, which had been ambushed in the jungle for a long time. Beside Wang Jing was Peng mu, who never left. In the sky, Wang Jing, who had been staring down for a long time, shook his head and replied: "according to the information we have before, only the faces of Zuting soldiers can depict giant totems. Therefore, this team from Dongwang tribe goes to Zuting. Let it pass. We need more refugees to gather in front of the central army, so that your majesty can kill happily It's also easier for us to clear the strongholds. " At this time, Peng mu, who has been silent on the side, suddenly started to remind him: "the task order of clearing the strongholds in the second stage has been issued. We need to join the elite troops ambushed below. The rest of the thunder troops have already flown to the strongholds, waiting for your order." "Then, according to the plan, we should start with the first batch of wasteland strongholds set by the Ministry of war." After Wang Jing's voice dropped, under the heavy rain, a strange purple thunderbolt lit up in the sky above the Nanman jungle, and remained for a long time. www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
