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In the depths of the western wilderness, the rocky mountains with jagged sand and stones and the height of hundreds of meters are the territory of carrion birds.

In order to avoid the pursuit of the Cangyan people, the Heiyan tribe has not rested for two days and two nights.Except for the camels and ground animals, the tents and most of the other things were discarded, just to reduce the burden on the camels and speed up the journey.

On the way to escape, people in the tribe continued to die, most of them were elderly people and weak children, including the priests of the Black Hyena tribe.

The new priest was only eight years old, and without the guidance of the old priest, the black hyena could not escape the fate of death in such a dangerous environment.

Several soldiers climbed up the rocky mountain, tried their best to avoid the nest of the carrion birds, and looked into the distance, the billowing dust indicated that the enemy was coming.

"The patriarch is from Cangyan!"

The patriarch of the black hyena was tearing at the camel meat, and blood dripped down the corner of his mouth, making the totem on his left cheek even more ferocious.

There was no fire, and they could only eat raw meat. The meat of one camel was not enough for the whole clan. The old people who were still alive gave up their share, and the women also gave the meat they allocated to their children.The soldiers were silent, biting the pieces of meat, everyone knew that this might be their last meal.

"Ito." The black hyena patriarch finished eating the meat, crushed the remaining bones, and called the strongest warriors in the tribe, "Take the children and women and go east."

"Patriarch?"

"The people of Cangyan will not let me go." The patriarch of the black hyena spat out the bones, with a fierce expression, "The red she and the white wolf have already exterminated, and the black hyena must leave at least a few seeds!"

"Patriarch, we would rather fight to the death with the Cangyan people!"

Barbarian warriors are naturally brave and resolute. It is an honor to die on the battlefield, and it is a lifelong shame to leave the tribe and flee.

"This is an order!" The black hyena patriarch stood up, clenched the spear, tall and tall, with muscles as hard as rocks.He was also the strongest warrior in the western wilderness, but the years were unwilling to let him continue to occupy the throne of the warrior, and took away his strength and courage early.It was he who broke the oath of his allies, and he was willing to bear the consequences, but he must leave the fire of revival for the black iguana, "Ito, take them away, enter the eastern desert, and find a way to survive. When Kony is still alive , don’t go back to the Wild West!”

The eight soldiers headed by Ito all knelt on one knee, their muscles tensed, and their cheeks trembled from clenching their teeth.

"Yes, patriarch!"

The tribal priest walked up to the patriarch of the black iguana, and the cane in his hand was left by the previous priest, which was a bit taller than him.

"Sacrifice, you and Ito leave together." The patriarch of the black hyena made up his mind to face Kony at Yanshan, buying more time for Ito and others.

"Patriarch, the gods told me that if I stay here, I will die." The expression on the priest's face was very calm, not like that of an eight-year-old child.

The patriarch of the black hyena didn't speak, and gave the precious salt to Ito, selected the strongest sixteen children and women who could fight, divided half of the camels and two land animals, urged them to leave as soon as possible, and watched them off His back disappeared into the hot and transpiring wasteland.

The women and children who were left behind did not complain. It is impossible for everyone to escape. Without women and children, Cangyan will be suspicious. They will sacrifice their lives in exchange for the survival of some tribesmen. They will be afraid but will never regret it, let alone resentment .

They are like the hyena beasts galloping on the wasteland in ancient times. If some people survive, the black hyenas will not become extinct.

A frail woman hugged the child who was just able to walk, and softly sang an ancient song passed down in the tribe for generations.

The black hyenas are warriors of the wilderness, a tribe that has been passed down for thousands of years. The spears in their hands are gifts from the great witch. The continent is covered with green grass, and wild beasts are swarming...

The woman's voice was a little hoarse and not pleasant, but the black hyena listened intently.

They are the oldest barbarian tribe. They were once the most glorious warriors of the empire. At the last moment of their lives, they were not afraid of death.

As the song drew to a close, there was a terrible tremor from the earth, and the mammoth's loud cry was the sound of death from hell.The black hyena fighters gripped their spears tightly, stepped on the back of the ground beasts, formed a battle formation, guarded the women and children, and faced the coming Cangyan people with their lives.

boom!boom!boom!

With heavy footsteps and a terrifying roar, Kony, who was standing on the back of the mammoth, saw the black hyena man under the rock, and let out a wolf-like roar.Cangyan warriors kept hitting the ground with their spears, staring at the black hyenas waiting in formation, like staring at fresh meat about to eat.

"Roar!"

Without any extra communication, the Cangyan people chased them into the depths of the wilderness in order to wipe out the black hyena people.If it weren't for the mammoths and ground beasts that need a lot of water and have to stop when they encounter an oasis, the black hyenas would not have a chance to survive today.

The mammoth flapped its ears and shook its nose vigorously, and the ground beast opened its mouth wide, and it was another gluttonous feast.

Kony raised his spear, and the Cangyan warriors roared and rushed towards the black hyenas. At the front were more than a dozen ground beasts. They surrounded the black hyenas' ground beasts and camels, together with their driving The black hyena fighters were torn into pieces together.

The battle of the land beasts was cruel and bloody. The surrounded land beasts tried their best to bite the neck of the enemy, but they were accidentally bitten by another land beast, and the spine was bitten off. Torn apart, devoured.

In terms of the number and combat power of the fighters, the Black Hyenas are completely at a disadvantage.

The patriarch of the black hyena plunged his spear into the chest of a Cangyan man, the blood splattered blurred his vision, his strength was about to be exhausted, and his movements became slow. The spear pierced his shoulder, but he didn't fall down. Countless spears hit him from all directions one after another. He couldn't feel the pain, but the sound of blood dripping kept amplifying in his ears.

Big mouthfuls of blood poured out of his mouth, and at the last moment of his life, his vision became clear instead.He saw the tribal warriors lying on the ground, the women and children approached by the Cangyan people, and the song of the black hyenas sounded again in the wasteland. At this point, the spear pierced through the woman's body, and she is still desperately protecting her child...

The patriarch of the black hyena withdrew his gaze, and the spear pierced into his body was pulled away violently. The fire of life continued to disappear from the blood flowing from the wound. He clenched the spear tightly with his last strength, defending the last dignity of the warrior.

Kony jumped off the back of the mammoth and walked in front of the patriarch of the black hyena. With amber eyes, a strong body, and a blue totem covering his left cheek, his handsome face looked like a demon from hell in the eyes of the patriarch of the black hyena.

"Those who betray Cangyan must die!"

The pupils of the black hyena patriarch began to expand, and Kony broke the spear supporting his body. The patriarch who wanted to maintain his dignity fell slowly, his head was cut off and held high, his eyes that were not closed seemed to be watching Yidong and the others escape direction, that is the last hope of the tribe.

Kony put the head of the black hyena patriarch on the spear. The battle just now alarmed the scavenging birds. There were more and more scavenging birds hovering in the air, and Kony gave the order to leave.

Chasing along the way, I saw many dead black hyena corpses. The Cangyan people did not bother to count the number of dead black hyenas, which also allowed Yidong and others to seize the last chance. In the vast wasteland, struggling, carrying The last hope of the tribe, fled to the eastern desert.

Fleeing into the east is very dangerous. Once they are caught by the herdsmen in the east, they will die quickly, but if they stay in the west, they can only die faster.

The totems of each tribe are unique. In the west, no tribe will be willing to help them, and the Cangyan people can easily find them and kill them.

"Ito." A soldier called out to Ito and the others, "Look over there."

In the distant sky, scavenging birds were densely packed, and the fleeing black hyenas clenched their lips. They all knew what this meant.

"Come on!"

There is no time for them to grieve, when tears serve no purpose other than to sow the seeds of hatred.

Who betrayed who, who killed whom, is no longer important now, the hatred between the Heiyan people and the Cangyan people will never be severed.Yito swore that even if there was the last Heiyan left, he would stab the spear into the chest of the Cangyan people!

The cry of the mammoth came from afar, and Yidong and the others swung their whips at the camel, and the speed of the team began to increase.

Fortunately, the Cangyan people had already turned around, otherwise, they would never have escaped from the western wilderness.

"Patriarch, it's time to return to the tribal territory." The priest sat on the back of the ground beast, with the cane flat on his knees folded up. "It's time for the Cangyan people to find new allies."

"A new ally?" Kony smiled. After a long battle, the soldiers really need to rest. Since the priest said so, let's do it for now.

The long black hair hanging behind was blown by the wind, and the amber eyes looked towards the east. Cangyan people will become the masters of the west, very soon!

Red She, White Wolf, and Black Hyena were successively exterminated by Cangyan, and the division of power in the western wilderness will definitely be reshuffled. Anyone with a brain knows that forming an alliance with Cangyan is tantamount to seeking skin with a tiger, but it also indicates that the tribe will get better. Big help.

Powerful allies, bloody conquests, bloodthirsty barbarian warriors are looking for prey everywhere, and the western wilderness is destined to usher in an even more tragic and bloody storm.

In the eastern desert, five of the twelve most powerful city lords have already formed an alliance with Modi. The two city lords are supported by the Temple of Otiramus, and they don't buy into Modi's account at all.

This result was within Moody's expectation. Where there are allies, there must be enemies. To control the eastern desert, blood is bound to be needed.

The priestesses of Otiramus, the sinners who betrayed the great witch, cut off their minions little by little, made them suffer from pain, and were driven into a desperate situation and fell into madness before they ushered in complete destruction.

"Ariel, Hoshim." There was a murderous intent in the blue eyes, how stupid, loyal to hypocritical beliefs, you should use your own blood to wash away your sins.

His slender fingers brushed over the braids hanging in front of him, and his fingertips brushed against the black silk among the gold threads. Thinking of the heat in the dark night of the desert, he couldn't help squinting his eyes.

Perhaps, he made a wrong decision before, and shouldn't have kept his great witch in the city of witches.

He tilted his head, pressed his fingers lightly on his forehead, a touch of gold flashed across his blue eyes, his tongue licked the corner of his mouth, and his red lips seemed to be bleeding. It was obvious that the city lord was thinking about something that was far from being serious.

Rao Mu Sha, who has been in charge of teaching Mu Di since he was young, can't help being a little dazed when he sees the city lord like this. He shakes his head, coughs lightly, and dutifully reminds the city lord that today's official duties have not been finished.

Looking at the pile of sheepskin scrolls like a hill, and looking at the serious and meticulous Musha, Moody felt a headache again.

While Mo Di had a headache, He Ning's life was getting better and better.

He Ning's personality charm gained a lot from a magic stick performance. The craftsmen spared no effort in their work, and they would always involuntarily look at the location of the temple when they were resting.Otiramus has long been left behind. Compared with the ineffective miko, He Ning made them truly see what a miracle is.

Miya took the girls and moved into the house built by He Ningxiu, and the fifty knights left behind by Moody moved into the buildings closest to the temple in the name of protection.

The craftsmen lived in the tents they left behind. In order to rebuild the deserted city, carpenters and blacksmiths began to manufacture tools in large quantities. The herdsmen drove the livestock they brought into the corral outside the city. They grazed with the girls every day. The farmers did their best. He took good care of the wheat fields and reclaimed more fields near the oasis. He not only planted wheat seeds, but also planted some beans.These beans were as precious as white wheat. He Ning ate them once, and they tasted very good, like boiled peas.

He Ning lived in the temple. After Miya was allowed to enter the temple, He Ning cleaned out a bedroom by himself. When he saw the bare walls, he frowned. After returning, he asked the craftsmen to make the tools needed for spinning and weaving blankets. Gather the girls with dexterous crafts and start weaving blankets.

There are hundreds of camels and more than 1000 triangular sheep outside the city, and there is no shortage of camel hair and wool.It's just that as the girls become more proficient at manual work, many camels and triangular sheep have alopecia areata. According to Mi Ya's words, even if the species is the same, the hair on their bodies is different. To decorate the room for He Ning, you have to choose the best.

He Ning was puzzled, and Miya didn't continue to explain, but said that she would understand after the blanket was woven.

"Tapestry, carpet, does the master like brighter colors?"

Thinking of the colorful rooms in the City Lord's Mansion, He Ning quickly shook his head, sleeping in such a room made him dizzy.

Miya expressed her understanding, and took out a few decorative blankets, "Master, what do you think of this?"

"I want something more plain?"

"Be more vegetarian?"

"It's just that there are not so many patterns and the colors are not so bright."

"This is already the simplest pattern."

"Just one color, no patterns."

"Master, that's not worthy of your identity." Miya frowned.

"Ok."

He Ning had no choice but to nod.

Miya is doing it for his own good. At worst, she will go to sleep without lighting when entering the room.

When He Ning was discussing the decoration of the room with Miya, several herdsmen who had trekked in the desert for more than ten days fell to the ground 200 meters away from Banyue Lake.The herding girls spotted them and recognized them from their robes and colored rings around their necks.

A girl jumped off the camel, and one of the men raised his head, but his eyes only reached the girl's calf.

"Are you a Bithian?"

The man opened his mouth, and a hoarse voice came out of his throat, "... was expelled... Dosha..."

The girl wanted to hear more clearly, but the man passed out before he finished speaking.