Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland

"Okay, I understand." Lu Meng stood up.

The Baimei Clan, the ruler of the eastern part of Shan Land, is also the largest wandering tribe in the entire Shan Land. They are far away from dangerous places and have pastures all over the fields. They have accumulated considerable strength from generation to generation.

Even if they are sand bandits, they will not easily provoke the Baimei clan, and more often they will stay away from them.

It's not like the treatment of these small and medium-sized tribes in the west.

And Lu Meng knew that it was only a matter of time before he came to Shandi and dealt with this huge clan.

Seeing Lu Meng's actions, the herdsmen bowed and stood aside.

There was awe in his eyes.

Lu Meng himself had no special expression, but as the rumors spread and he witnessed how even the Beifeng clan had to obey the Red King, the herdsmen in the western part of Shandi had already Faintly regarded him as the new ruler here.

In the past, when the Beifeng clan ruled them, the various small tribes had to be intimidated and oppressed by the sand bandits, and they were in fear all day long.

Now that the people have been changed, even if all other policies remain unchanged.

Just don’t be afraid of the sand bandits anymore.

It was enough to make them happy.

Before leaving with the herdsmen, Lu Meng took another look at the white tent that originally belonged to the Beifeng clan.

A curtain of light immediately appeared in front of him:

【Please name:____】

Lu Meng paused and confirmed directly without typing.

The light curtain flashed, showing the default faction name:

【nameless】

He smiled and turned away.

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In the east, each beast of burden is tied with two large flags. Hundreds of flags are flying in the wind, forming a line on the vast grassland and can be seen from a distance.

The leading animal trainer, riding on a pack ox, raised his hand and pressed his neck.

His eyebrows were a pure white color.

"The Beifeng clan has arrived." Qingrong Baimei said.

The white-browed infantrymen behind him all agreed.

Wandering tribes often migrate, and the location of each tribe is not fixed. Even if they are nomads, distant visitors like them can only judge the location and flag of the other party's tent.

And the Beifeng clan’s white tent reflecting the sun,

The group can see it from a distance.

From the direction of the white tent, a group of herdsmen also came towards them.

Qingrong took the reins and the pack ox stopped.

But he frowned slightly:

"Has the clan leader been replaced...forget it, it's all the same."

Lu Meng also put on a fur cloak at this moment, and the shoulder armor and armor were inlaid with white down. He was dressed like a tribal warrior, which was very suitable for the windy and sandy environment with large temperature difference between day and night.

Before they could meet the envoys of the Baimei Clan.

I saw the other party's servant holding a thick roll of blanket, spreading it forward, and a long blanket road spread out from the feet of the Baimei envoy, rolling down the grass hill and extending to the front of Lu Meng.

At this time, Qingrong turned over.

Stepping on the blanket, he walked towards them step by step.

Before Lu Meng and others could speak, they heard the other party say:

"Chief Beifeng, I'll make a long story short. We have monitored the movements of the beaks. It seems that there are many beaks hatching in the Skeleton Wasteland. However, we don't have enough trainers this year. You should prepare yourself early..."

Before Qingrong finished speaking, he didn't have time to correct the other party's statement.

Some herdsmen in the Beifeng clan were in an uproar when they heard the key word "beak-billed beast".

The land of Shen is full of plains,

The biggest threat to the lives of herdsmen is actually not other forces, but all kinds of wild predators.

Among them, the beak-billed beast is the most powerful among them.

Their biggest feature is their long and thick necks, like giraffes, but they are extremely ferocious carnivores. Their sharp teeth and beaks have a very long attack range, their skin is thick and hard, and their backs are covered with bone plates, making them very difficult to deal with.

When Lu Meng was still a martial artist, he and several technology hunters hunted a free beak-beak beast, but the opponent was only the weakest beak-beak cub, so it was quite difficult.

Even the cub is taller than two adults.

When they arrived in the land of Shem, what the herdsmen were afraid of was the herd of beak-billed beasts.

Most of them are ferocious beasts in their adult stage, and there may even be large beak-billed beasts in the elder stage. After all, the Skeleton Wasteland adjacent to the Shan Land is their birthplace, and there are no natural enemies. The beak-billed beasts can grow as they please. development.

Lu Meng looked at the envoy of the Baimei clan.

Listening to what the other party said, usually when faced with the threat of the beak-mouthed beasts, the tribes in Shandi usually cooperate with each other, and the Baimei clan, as the largest tribe, often assumes greater responsibilities.

However, this year they themselves are overwhelmed.

So choose self-protection first.

"...That's the situation." Qingrong finished.

The reaction of the "Beifeng Clan" was within Qing Rong's expectation. Even the Baimei Clan was quite nervous in the face of this beast tide - the beak-mouthed beasts were just one of them, and their activities might be compressed into other groups. The living space for predators prompts these groups of animals to migrate and plunder together, such as beak-billed orangutans and bone-burying wolves.

No matter which one it is, wandering tribes must deal with it carefully.

Boneyard wolves like to hunt down livestock, beak-billed orangutans like to sneak up on lone herdsmen... beak-billed orangutans will not refuse anyone who comes.

In order to survive this crisis and be on the safe side, the Baimei clan even invited Wu Mian.

In comparison, other tribes that do not have such a strong foundation will probably have a very difficult time. Afterwards, even if they do not die, they will lose a layer of skin. It is normal to panic.

However, Qingrong suddenly noticed.

Not all herdsmen showed panic.

For example, the "North Wind Clan Chief" who came to greet him, and the herdsmen surrounding him - these people were dressed in different styles, with different tribal styles. They seemed to be many small tribes gathered together, not like He is from the Beifeng clan.

Qingrong became suspicious.

"The envoy of Baimei, this is the Red King Lubeiyou..." Upon seeing this, the old herdsman Ethan introduced.

This is actually the camp of the Farstrider clan.

It's just that because Lu Meng is here, many other small tribes have also sent envoys and representatives to join in, and it seems to be much more lively than before.

"Red King? Never heard of it." Qingrong looked at Lu Meng, "Which tribe are you from?"

"This..." Old Ethan wanted to help explain, but he didn't know where to start.

Privately, they all believed that Lu Meng was also from Shandi, so he had such miraculous ability to tame animals - but after asking around about which tribe he belonged to, the herdsmen had never heard of it.

At this time, Lu Meng said:

"nameless."

"The nameless clan, right?" Qingrong had never heard of it and didn't care. Anyway, he only asked this question to confirm his identity. He had a name to report when he went back, but obviously, he also misunderstood something. "You are capable of replacing the Beifeng clan."

"However, since I have this responsibility in this position - to take good care of these tribes, I have other places that need to be informed. Time is tight, so I will stay soon."