The Strongest Tribe

In the totem hall, watching Xia Tuo who was rolling around, he finally gave up on asking. This little thing was eaten, and he didn't know anything about it.

You foodie.

Woo~~~

Wuwu didn't care about Xia Tuo's evaluation of him at all. Tusheng was alive, and he just ate.

Looking at the little things playing tricks, Xia Tuo always felt that the totem imprint of the ghost water ghost branded in the totem pillar would have other functions in the future, but the spirit of his own totem is a foodie and can't speak, so you say it's annoying.

In this battle, the destruction of the Heishui tribe was a great victory. The tribe lost no more than 20 soldiers, and most of them were injured. There was no power in the southeast of the Xia tribe that could threaten the development of the tribe.

In addition to the Gale Tribe that was hit hard by the sneak attack of the Blackwater Tribe not long ago, the external environment for the development of the tribe can be regarded as settled in the past two years or even a few years.

In fact, on the way back to the tribe from the southeast region of Wangu, Xia Tuo originally thought about going to the Dafeng tribe again, but finally gave up the idea.

Although the Gale Tribe was hit hard by the Blackwater Tribe, the situation of the tribe is far better than that of the Blackwater Tribe. At least the soldiers of the vassal tribe will not be so defeated, let alone devour the Lord.

Besides, the Lord of the Gale Tribe never showed up from the beginning to the end, which is a hidden worry.

Shaking his head, he cleared away the chaotic thoughts in his heart, whether he was a little bit drifting, and he couldn't become a big fat man with one bite.

Now the tribe has the inheritance of the middle-level tribe, and there is a human hall hidden deep in the mountains to train quasi-totem warriors outside. It only needs to develop step by step, and the future clan power will inevitably rise to a level that the Gale Tribe cannot match.

It's a pity, if there is no damn big monster.

The crisis of the big demon is a sharp sword that hangs over Xia Tuo's head and is difficult to avoid.

The key point is that the sword is still tied with a thin solid thread, and it may fall off at any time.

...

Shock!

The Blackwater Tribe is destroyed!

The Blackwater Tribe is destroyed!

The Blackwater Tribe is destroyed!

Say important things three times.

In two months, the news spread throughout the southern foothills of the Eternal Mountains, even towards the wilderness outside the mountains.

In fact, the Gale Tribe was the first to get the news. How could the Gale Tribe, who was licking his own wounds, swallow this breath for his old enemy who sneaked up on him.

Therefore, I have already prepared to pay back to the Blackwater tribe.

I never thought that this side is not ready yet, and the soldiers who spied on the Blackwater Tribe came back and reported that the Blackwater Tribe's station on the east side of the Black Fang Waters was reduced to ruins.

The land of the Heishui tribe in Heitouling was destroyed by the rebels, and the whole tribe suffered countless casualties. The Heishui tribe, which has been passed down for more than a hundred years, is gone.

For a moment, the Gale Department was shocked.

Feng Qing was shocked.

What kind of good guy is this? He helped the Gale Tribe avenge them.

After being happy, Feng Qing was even more frightened.

In the following time, the chain reaction caused by the destruction of the Blackwater Tribe made the entire mountain wild turbulent, and every tribe, big and small, was in fear.

...

Regarding the reaction from the outside world, the Anbu's scattered clan soldiers,

They would be sent back to the tribe every few days. Xia Tuo didn't care about these, but just ordered the dark tribe soldiers to continue to travel in the mountains to spy on the news.

And the entire Xia tribe returned to the past development again.

Elder Bingbu Gong stomped on the casting method from the Daqian Tribe.

Elder Shao of the Ministry of Agriculture ate four different plants for several days, foaming all over the body. If it hadn't been for Qiao'er's action, he would have almost lost his life, and Xia Tuo was so frightened that he ordered Elder Shao not to eat anything indiscriminately.

In addition to the fact that the Minister of Agriculture is not good at eating indiscriminately, the achievements of the Ministry of Agriculture are obvious to all the tribe. The reclaimed wasteland has spread over a large area outside the mountains of the tribe. Looking around from the top of the tribe, there are large areas of potatoes and corn .

The cave connecting the military department to the lonely peak on the west side of the tribe was also dug through, and a stone house was built on the top of the thousand-foot-high mountain to look out for the enemy's situation.

For a time the whole tribe flourished.

...

Seven hundred jun.

Six hundred and forty jun.

...

Eight hundred and thirty jun.

Outside the clan hall, Ling looked at the dozen or so teenagers in front of him with a smile, and said aloud: You have only practiced the method of tempering the body for more than a year. It is very good to have such strength at this age.

As he said that, the old man Ling turned his eyes to a young man in the front.

Ju Jia, you must not slack off. The more you get to this point, the stronger your strength will slow down, and you will be able to reach the standard of becoming a totem warrior in a year or two.

Yes, Grandpa Ling, Xiao Jia will not slack off.

...

At the gate of the clan hall, Xia Tuo looked at the teenagers around the force measuring totem pole and kept nodding. These are the future of his Xia tribe.

Now that the Xia tribe is no longer the grassroots team at the beginning, the totem warriors naturally have to start from the baby.

A teenage totem warrior, just think about it.

Without disturbing Elder Ling to teach the dolls, Xia Tuo returned to his stone house and entered the practice.

There are a few dolls in the tribe with good talents, and they tend to come from behind. As the patriarch, he can't be surpassed by the younger ones, wouldn't it be embarrassing.

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Rumble!

The stone door opened slowly, and Xia Tuo came out, wearing a blue animal robe, with long hair hanging down his shoulders, tied with a bone ornament as white as jade.

The cyan beast robe is covered with animal patterns, and the vague outline is a human face, a bird body, a snake earlobe, and a pair of dragons on its feet. This beast robe is very gorgeous. With such a condition, he would naturally not wrong himself.

Patriarch.

The reined little fish standing upright outside the stone gate shouted in a deep voice.

Xiaoyu, it's eighteen this year.

Hearing this, Xiaoyu, who was standing upright just now, smiled innocently and patted the back of his head.

yes.

Running errands with Xia Tuo for many years, the eighteenth rein Xiaoyu became a totem warrior as early as a year ago, but he is not the youngest totem warrior of the Xia tribe.

Ju Jia, the youngest totem warrior of the Xia tribe, became a totem warrior a year earlier than Lian Xiaoyu. At the age of fifteen, he visualized the totem as a warrior in the Cracking Stone Realm.

Today, there are eighteen small fishes and seventeen giant grains.

Five years have passed since the Blackwater Tribe was destroyed, and the Blackwater Tribe has long been a tribe in the memory of various tribes in the wild mountains.

In the past five years, the Xia tribe, which has settled down to develop, has risen rapidly in clan strength.

The tribe's population has reached 2,100, which seems to be only an increase of 500 people. In fact, among the 500 people, one-third of the population is totem warriors, and the remaining two-thirds belong to totem warriors. loved ones.

These totem warriors are all from the Hall of Humanity, and the Hall of Humanity gathers talented youngsters scattered in various tribes in the mountains. Since three years ago, the Hall of Humanity has been able to train forty or fifty totem warriors for the tribe every year.

Today, the number of scattered youths from various tribes collected by the Human Hall is maintained at around 1,000. Since two years ago, one or two hundred quasi-totem warriors will be sent back to their original tribes every year.

These were teenagers who were unwilling to join the Xia Tribe, or who had average talents, and Xia Tuo didn't have any trouble with it.

After all, the good meat rotted in his own pot. This mountain and field belonged to the sphere of influence of the Xia tribe. The most powerful of these quasi-totem warriors had a strength of 900 jun. Returning to their respective tribes was enough to support the development of their respective tribes.

Do you want to join the military department and become a clan soldier?

Xia Tuo couldn't help asking as he watched Xiaoyu, who had been with him for many years, grow from a child to a strong young man.

Rein Xiaoyu shook his head, hesitant to speak, and finally boldly said: Patriarch, I...I want to go to Anbu.

Anbu, where is the deer?

Hearing this, Xia Tuo was very surprised. Anbu is now second only to Wubu in the clan, but Wubu is a warrior in the clan, while Anbu is a scout for the tribe to investigate the movement of the mountains.

He just didn't expect that Xiaoyu would want to go to Anbu.

Patriarch, I want to go to the mountains, I don't want to be trapped in the tribe.

Okay, I'm in charge and you go.

Where is Grandpa Elder? Rein Xiaoyu hesitated.

I'll talk to the great elder.

Really. Rein Xiaoyu was overjoyed and shouted, Patriarch Uncle, you are so kind.

Xia Tuo, who was issued a good person card, pretended to be serious and said: Go and call the elders.

Come on.

Rein Xiaoyu quickly ran out.

Now the residence at the top of the mountain has expanded again, not only have many courtyards, but also stone palaces.

The stone house in the courtyard is the place where the clansmen live, while the stone hall is the place for the tribes.

Over the past few years, the family hall has also been covered with some traces of time. It no longer looks so rough, with vines all over the place, adding a kind of precipitation of time.

Entering the family hall, all the elders hadn't arrived yet, Xia Tuo sat on the main seat and squinted his eyes for a nap.

Da da da.

Soon there were footsteps outside the hall, and Hong entered the hall first with a strong breath. Looking around, no one else came, but Xia Tuo was at the head, and his eyes lit up immediately.

Patriarch, I have something to tell you.

Xia Tuo opened his eyes and looked at Hong.

Under his torment, Hong was finally promoted to the Kaishan Realm, and the same was true for Ju, Li, and Lu, but the four of them were not promoted together, but successively promoted to the Kaishan Realm within five years.

Thinking of this, Hong's eyes were filled with tears.

hey-hey.

Even if he became a mountain-breaker, Hong still looked the same in front of Xia Tuo.

The thing that made him the happiest when he became a mountain-breaker was to convince that old lady Feng and let him know how powerful a man is.

Say it.

That... the patriarch's palace has always been guarded by soldiers from our Wu tribe. Why did he choose the Anbu first, and the rest of the fighters were given to my Wubu. Where can I put this old face?

Xia Tuo didn't speak, and there was a reason for Anbu to pick people. The fighters who came out of Rendian to join the tribe were young, but more importantly, they came from the deep mountains, and they were familiar with the deep mountains, especially the place where they originally lived.

Anbu needs to constantly wander in the deep mountains and old forests, so he will let Lu Jiang select fighters from the people who join the tribe every year to expand Anbu.

Old Hong, you are not authentic, you came to dig a corner in front of the patriarch behind my back.

Outside the clan hall, the deer was covered with atmosphere, apparently just returned from outside the clan.

Immediately, Hong turned his head and stared, I'm not, I'm not, don't wrong me.