The Strongest Tribe

To be promoted to the Marquis, according to the rules of the ancient times, it is very simple. As much strength as you have, you can use as many pots as you want, and hunt down a ferocious beast and send it to the tribe for a hundred years.

In a hundred years, enough people from the four directions to and from the tribe helped the tribe become famous, and the reputation spread, and the scattered people from the four directions would naturally come to join them.

For the desolate people in the Yankang era, the stronger the tribe, the more secure it can be.

For the tribes that need to be promoted, this hundred years is also a process of improving their strength. It takes a hundred years to gather the population as soon as possible, and then announce it to the world, and use the beast as a sacrifice to establish the honor of the Hou tribe.

Up to now, although the barren land is still very dangerous, it is much better than the Yankang era. In addition, the tribes in various regions have long formed a fixed appearance, so most of the promoted tribes have lost the process of gathering scattered people.

But the form has been largely preserved. The hundred years can be regarded as a buffer period for the Xinhou Department, and it also needs to face challenges from all directions.

In Xia Tuo's words, it is the novice protection period.

Before Yankang, the human race was still very united. Generally speaking, if there is a tribe that has been promoted, most of the surrounding people will help during the 100-year buffer period.

Even the surrounding tribes will send people and resources to the promoted tribes to help them establish the strength of the Hou tribe as soon as possible.

There is a relevant record in a story recorded on a rubbing tablet found by Hao Qing.

It is said that a tribe named Xiong was promoted to the majority, and most of the surrounding Mi, Yue, and Zhi tribes each sent 30,000 slaves, 3,000 people, and a lot of various resources to Xiong.

What a fine tradition, and now it's all thrown away.

...

Looking at the surprise in the old Shenhou's eyes, Xia Tuo didn't hide it, he had already thought clearly.

The Daxia Li clan is in the borderlands. From the perspective of the interior of the borderlands, apart from us, it is the Zhuwuhou tribe in the south. When there will be conflicts in the future, Daxia will still expand outward.

At this moment, Xia Tuo didn't hide his feelings. An inconsistent Bianhuang is not a good Bianhuang.

So when Daxia expands outward, it needs a banner.

Slaying Demon Guardians!

Slaying Demon Guardians.

The old Shenhou pondered, repeated a sentence, and nodded.

The frontier barrenness has been sinking for thousands of years, countless blood descendants of the human race have fallen, but there are still many human races scattered on the vast barren land. If you want to gather them together, the name Daxia alone will not do.

The monster clan has been raging in the frontier for thousands of years, killing countless human races, Daxia will carry the banner of expelling the monster clan and restoring the frontier from now on.

Expel the demon clan and restore the borderlands.

A gleam flashed in the old Shenhou's eyes.

This road is not easy to walk.

Then, the old Shenhou changed his words and said: The Wangu Sifang back then was also a hero, and he was finally buried in the mountains.

Is it too hasty?

Looking at Xia Tuo, the old Shenhou suppressed the look in his eyes, revealing a hint of worry.

Da Qi and Wan Gu are lessons learned from the past.

Hearing the sound, Xia Tuo nodded, and pondered: It's too urgent.

There was a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, and he shook his head slightly,

I know it's too rushed.

In the past, I also thought why the Great Qijing Heavenly King was in a hurry to set up the royal court, wouldn't it be good to take it slow?

The tribe under the command of Wangu Sifang is no more than the lord of Bobu, and its strength is about the same as that of Daxia, so why rush to raise the banner of anti-monster.

Are they slow?

Is it because they don't know how to keep a low profile?

Is it because they don't know that things can be smoothed out in time?

Or do they not know that taking a step back is life?

Xia Tuo looked at the old Shenhou, and said in a deep voice: Some things are not whether you should do them, but you have to do them. It's like a big water rushing towards a canoe and coming to a cliff waterfall. You have no choice. The invisible force behind pushes you You can’t go backwards forward.”

The old Shenhou didn't speak, and listened to Xia Tuo's words quietly. He had already regarded Xia Tuo as his old friend, and he had forgotten about his juniors a long time ago.

Xia Tuo led Daxia to its current status, which is enough to show its means and strength, and also represents the weight of words.

Senior Shenhou, what Da Xia is worried about is the lessons learned by Wan Gu and Da Qi, but the problem is that no matter how much you try to cover it up, it cannot be covered up at all.

As long as Da Yin wants to know about the Frontier Desolation, the age and strength of the two of us will be placed in the palace of the Da Yin Royal Court.

Even if we do nothing and leave our fate to the Great Yin Royal Court to judge, are you always willing?

Hearing the sound, the old god Hou smiled wryly and shook his head lightly. He could feel the stirring in Xia Tuo's heart.

Xia Tuo is the master of the entire Great Xia clan, and only Xia Tuo's mood can understand the mentality of Wangu Sifang and King Jingtian back then.

As long as we continue, we will inevitably reach the limit of the Great Yin Royal Court's patience. Therefore, this is an unsolvable situation. We must either rush through, or destroy the family, unless we are completely loyal to the Great Yin Royal Court.

Having said that, Xia Tuo showed a sneer.

Our horns, to Da Yin, are simply insignificant ants, just like do people care about bugs crawling on the ground? To put it bluntly, being a dog is worthwhile, otherwise the dog owner would not I'll take care of you

Huh~

Da Yin is a giant, we can't afford to mess with it, we can only take one step at a time.

In the end, Xia Tuo showed a firm look in his eyes, no matter what, life is still going on, and we can't stop because of external reasons.

Compared to the Daqi of Wannian and Wangu of 6,000 years ago, the environment of the frontier is very different now. Although the Great Yin Royal Court is large, there are many places to take care of.

The war between Zhu Rongyu and the Yaozu has only ended two hundred years ago, and most of the eyes of the Great Yin Royal Court are still on Zhu Rongyu. Compared with Zhu Rong, the frontier barren is even more barren, and it is the most unpopular place in the Nine Regions.

This is our advantage.

And if we want not to be hit by Great Yin, we need to show our value, let Great Yin, no, let some people under the command of Great Yin Royal Court see the value of Great Xia's existence.

There is no need for worthless people and tribes to exist.

Therefore, we must try our best to let some people in the Great Yin Royal Court see the value of the existence of Great Xia.

Next, we are going to fight the Yaozu.

To fight with the Holy Land of the Cave Heaven.

The most important thing is to fight against the Daqi Dead Clan.

Moreover, it is necessary to show real traces and show real results.

Xia Tuo's words were sonorous, but in fact he didn't have much confidence. This was just his wishful thinking, but he really had no other choice.

He can't figure out where Da Yin is, he can only rely on his own plans to be effective.

It is really too difficult to both develop and prevent touching the nerves of the Great Yin Royal Court.

Originally, it would be fine if they were evenly matched, but the key point is that if the Great Yin Royal Court plucked out a single hair, it would be thicker than Daxia's thigh, which is so difficult in hell.

Who knows that one day Da Yin had a whim and slapped him across the air.

Baji~

The book is over.

Immediately, Patriarch Xia was about to say goodbye to everyone.

This is dancing on the tip of the knife, and if you don't do it well, it will reach the root of the thigh.

Killing monsters must be punished, this is a banner that gathers the blood of the barren land people.

In other parts of the Central Territory, the bitter demon clan has lived for thousands of years, and the blood and feud are far deeper than in the northwest land.

This is a battle flag.

Great Xia also needs this battle flag.

That's why he had the idea of ​​using the Yaohou as a sacrifice to show Daxia's attitude of killing monsters.

Although there are great risks in this, the benefits are great.

Of course, if the danger is really too great, he, Xia, will not force himself too much. Living is the most important thing.

Killing demons is to prepare for the expansion of Great Xia. This is a strategy to improve strength and family fortune. Don't forget that in the southern part of the frontier, there is also a Hou tribe that has been passed down for tens of thousands of years. The Wuhou tribes fought.

Listening to Xia Tuo's talk for a long time, the old god Hou also admired Xia Tuo's brain very much.

Soon, Xia Tuo took out the psychic skull and injected his own spiritual thoughts.

Soon after buzzing, three figures appeared in the hall.

It was Fat Brother, Xunfenghou, and Qiaoer.

did you find it?

Looking for a needle in a haystack, where to find it.

Fat Brother spread his hands and said, looking for someone based on the vague appearance of a middle-aged warrior, it's strange that he can find him.

As he spoke, he looked at the others and asked, What are you calling us for?

Hearing the sound, Xia Tuo glanced around, and said: Now that the earth veins have been promoted to the middle rank, there is no obstacle for our Great Xia to be promoted to the Marquis Department, but the external crisis we face is even more serious.

The Horde cannot stand still, so let's plan ahead.

Then, Xia Tuo basically told everyone what he had said to the old god.

Using the demon clan as a sacrifice, this is fine.

A gleam of light flashed in Fat Brother's small eyes, and he hurriedly said: There are two demon princes in the Central Territory, one from the Nine Phoenix Clan and one from the Mountain Dog Clan. Which one should we catch?

Jiufeng is more beautiful, but the Mountain Dog Army is not good-looking, so why not the Mountain Dog Army?

This is what Qiaoer said, ugly people will die.

Xia Tuo sat on the stone chair, leaned against the backrest, tapped the stone armrest with his fingers, made a clicking sound, and said in a deep voice: Don't forget, our external threats.

Great Yin Royal Court, we must not let Great Yin feel that we are too radical, this is a very dangerous move.

We need to be ashamed once again, to attract Yaohou himself to take the bait, and create a pre-established situation where we are forced to fight back. This is for Que Ling to see.

Before that, we still have to fight with the Daqi undead. The bigger the scene, the better. It is best to have a lot of casualties, which shows that the Daqi undead has been severely injured, and they will not let go of the Daqi undead.

Only in this way can the Que Ling family have something to say, and the Que Ling family can also explain to the Great Yin Royal Court.

The purpose of killing monsters is to use the body of the monster clan, one is as a sacrifice for Daxia's promotion to the Marquis, and the other is to use this to show the determination of Daxia to kill monsters.

This……

For a while, everyone fell silent.

Xun Fenghou looked left and right, is it so rare?

Isn't it all fighting?

Why make it difficult for yourself?

where am I?

who am I?

Is it possible that after coming out of closed doors, my mind is a little confused?

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