To the east of the mountains, the sun shines brightly and the sea breeze is gentle. The comfortable southern seaside is unforgettable and a rare respite in the long journey.
Three thousand Guajili troops rested in Trout Village for three days. On both sides of the Talsas River, the canine warriors plundered food as if they were in no man's land. The red-haired scouts penetrated dozens of miles east of the Tarsus River,
There was a small fight with the scouts sent by Haenyeo City, and two survivors were captured.
After interrogating the two survivors, Hei Lang was greatly disappointed.
All tribes in Southeast Tekos are in a state of preparation for war. Small tribes moved into the jungle of the Pumpkin Mare Mountains to hide. The mountains are high and the roads are far away, making it extremely difficult to find. Large tribes gathered in Haenyeo City and gathered tens of thousands of tribesmen.
There are at least six to seven thousand strong men who can defend the city.
Three thousand canine warriors faced off against six or seven thousand Tekos Dingzhuang. If it was a field battle, Black Wolf would be sure to win in a single battle, and there would not even be too many casualties. But if it were to attack a walled city built on a mountain, it would have some power.
They were not caught. And even if the attack was successful, the casualties would definitely be huge.
"...Besides, the Guakili Army has been running for a long time and is quite tired. The soldiers have all stolen property, and their fighting spirit is not as good as before."
Black Wolf stood at the mouth of the Talsas River, looking at the raging river. Hundreds of canoes were swaying on the river bank. Thousands of canine warriors were happily stuffing the large property they had just collected into the canoes.
The canoe is a tool used by the legions to transport food and is also used to load trophies. Black Wolf watched a young soldier pile up several baskets of corn and two bags of black beans in the canoe. Another middle-aged soldier tied a turkey and threw it into the canoe.
Up. The turkey started to coo loudly, struggling desperately on the boat, its feathers flying around. The canines were shouting and busy, but no one paid attention to it. It screamed for a while, and then suddenly stopped.
, just stretched his head forward bit by bit.
The black wolf squinted his eyes and looked carefully, only to find that the turkey had pecked a hole in the black bean bag and was eating the beans one by one.
"...I'll roast you tonight if you steal military rations."
Black Wolf licked his lips, feeling a little hungry. He continued to move his eyes and looked at the other ship, his brows furrowing unconsciously.
A red-haired hunter picked up a large ball of straw and threw it into the boat. He was followed by several ordinary canine descendants, who walked over carefully with every movement. In the arms of the canine descendants, they actually held the big pottery that was cooking.
Jar! Several people placed the clay pot on the straw and placed two rolls of cotton cloth on top. Finally, the red-haired hunter thought for a while and stuffed a bunch of salted fish and a few clay bowls into the clay pot.
Seeing this, Black Wolf was both angry and amused, but said nothing. The soldiers had worked hard in the attack, and it was understandable that they took away the spoils. But the canine descendants started looting, even the pots and bowls. It was really...
Scared of being poor.
"Well, the legions carry big and small bags, and they will lose their energy when fighting... It's time to go back!"
Black Wolf made up his mind. He informed the whole army of his decision to return to the army, and the canine army burst into cheers. The personal guard Mavik specially took the sacred stone to say a "friendly" farewell to the village Maho. Huitu Puap
The sailors and boats he brought were all handed over to Black Wolf.
Two days later, the 3,000 Guaquili Legion finally ended their journey and returned north along the Talsas River with more than a thousand levied civilian sailors. The canine descendants marched along the river bank, and the fleet went upstream with them.
The scouts took the lead and rushed to Kuramo City to report back.
The water is still wet, and thousands of boats return north. Before setting off, Hei Lang looked to the west for the last time, confident and heroic, and filled with emotion. He set out from Apatchingan, went deep into the southwestern mountains, and arrived at the coast of the sea. He then detoured along the coast and left from Pagoda.
He returned north from the mouth of the river. He fought thousands of miles along the way, with only a few hundred casualties and tens of thousands of enemies defeated!
"All the southwestern tribes are about to fall into famine. What are Chimali's tribal coalition forces doing at this moment?"
To the west of the mountains, seven hundred miles away. The fire in Hand Snake City has long been extinguished, and most of the buildings in the city have been reduced to ashes. Only a circle of low stone walls remain of the once prosperous city, which are covered with smoke and fire.
charred black. These remaining traces are like the last confession, silently telling the fate of destruction.
Shield Chief Chimali climbed to the top of the city and looked silently at the hand-snake city that had been burnt to white ground without saying a word. This city was built by him and his people, and it carried many of the ambitions of the past! Soon, a month passed.
Memories came to his mind like an inescapable nightmare, bringing him constant pain and despair.
Two months ago, 12,000 tribal coalition troops poured out from the mountains to support the alliance's Palm Family and met the enemy on the Apa Plains. The two sides struggled for half a month, but no war broke out. However, an incredible news suddenly came from behind.
News: The food route was cut off, and the enemy's retreat was attacked by surprise! The army was suddenly in crisis, and its morale dropped sharply.
Faced with this dangerous situation, Chimali first led the tribal coalition to plunder several villages in the Apa Plain and obtain food for a few days. Then, everyone mustered up their courage and fought with thousands of northern barbarians.
On the one hand, they withdrew their troops to the southwest mountain road with great hardship and difficulty.
Retreating in front of the enemy is the most difficult, especially when the opponent is a red-haired barbarian who is as fast as the wind. The coalition forces left behind the bulky loot and delayed the barbarians for two days. Then, thousands of barbarians took their things and came up again.
, repeated harassment. Each unit could only retreat twenty miles a day, and soon the morale of the army began to decline.
After finally passing Kanhe Village, the mountain road back home was right in front of us, but the coalition forces split on the spot. Two thousand southeastern tribesmen decided to retreat from the mountain paths to the depths of the southeastern mountains and forests. They were originally tribes there, and they came out of the mountains to
Looting. Now that the various tribes are retreating, they will naturally not go to Hand Snake City in the southwest.
Chimali was short of food and could not keep people's hearts. He reluctantly nodded and agreed, and the two thousand coalition troops left that day. Later, he left two thousand soldiers from small tribes to stop the enemy at the mountain pass. The remaining eight thousand tribes quickly
Go south and head straight to Hand Snake City.
In early January, the coalition forces finally returned to the Hand Snake Basin. Along the way were villages that had been reduced to ashes. Everyone was uneasy. When they arrived at the Hand Snake City, what they saw was a ruins of ruins and thousands of male heads built into the capital!
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The tribe's young men are gone, the women and children in the city are gone, the chief's hall is gone, the wooden houses are gone... and more importantly, the food is gone
The barn is gone too!
Chief Chimali rushed into the city and looked at the burned barn, as if he had been struck by lightning. Inside, he had saved up for several years, which could feed 50,000 people for a year! Once there is no food, it will be more difficult than ever.
It would be even more terrible to lose thousands of soldiers. That would be a terrible result that the coalition forces cannot bear!
After inspecting the barn, Chimali went crazy. He personally led the tribal warriors to pull out the grain ashes in the barn from early morning to dusk, only to pull out a little burnt grain. All nearby villages were destroyed.
The mountain people fled and there was no food left to collect.
At this time, it is the end of the day and the end of the hero. Chimali is just the leader of the tribal alliance, relying on his prestige and strength to suppress the tribes. At this moment, there is no victory in the expedition, no harvest in the plunder, and the city is burned down. His prestige
There is not much left. The hearts of all the people are scattered, and they can no longer be restrained.
Eight thousand coalition troops gathered in Hand Snake City, and the food they brought with them could only last for another seven or eight days. After the tribes learned that there was no food in the barn, their last vestiges of spirit gave up. More than three thousand tribal soldiers left that day, and the army
Some of them went to the mountains and forests of the southeast and returned to their hometowns. A small number of small tribes fled to the northwest, looking for relief from the Colima tribes in the west.
In this way, under the surprise attack from behind by the black wolf, the more than 10,000 brave Tekos coalition forces gradually collapsed without a big battle. Within a few days, only more than 4,000 shield tribe warriors were left in Hand Snake City, and they summoned
All the other tribes dispersed.
Chimali sent an envoy to cry for help from the Colima tribes more than 200 miles away, promising tribes and land, and willing to submit to the Colima chief. Then, while sending tribal warriors into the mountains and forests to hunt, Chimali
Establish a hidden slaughterhouse in the city and quietly turn the old and weak into food.
Four thousand warriors just stayed in the Hand Snake Basin and suffered miserably. They relied on the Hand Snake City for defense and allowed the black wolves to attack and kill in the rear, unable to stay away at all.
Because traces of thousands of red-haired barbarians have once again appeared in the north of the basin. These northern barbarians are chasing after them, like greedy and persistent wolves. Once the tribal troops who are short of food retreat south, I am afraid they will soon be surrounded by wolves.
They were scattered in pursuit. The two thousand Tekos warriors at the rear must have been devoured by the wolves.
"The autumn wind rustled by, and yellow leaves fell from the mountains. I thought I was an evergreen pine and cypress, but I didn't want to be just a withered tree on the top of the mountain... The hope for the remaining trees is in the mountains in the west..."
The morning sun was rising, and the mountain wind was cold, rolling up the yellow leaves. Chimali stood bitterly at the top of the city, looking to the west, like a stiff wooden sculpture.
The Colima tribes in the west are his only hope. Even though the two sides were once at odds, now facing the pressure of the northern kingdom, they should join forces to form an alliance. Well, submission is also a form of alliance.
"...Two months ago, I had more than 10,000 troops, tens of thousands of tribesmen, the city was rich, the food was sufficient, all the ministries responded to the call, and my prestige was unparalleled. But now, now...ah! Black Wolf, I
I will kill you!! Roar! Roar!!”
Chief Chimali stood for a moment, with ferocious pain on his face. He roared like a wild beast until a middle-aged noble chief came in a hurry. That was his brother, the herbal elder Malina.
"Brother, more than a hundred tribal warriors escaped last night!"
Elder Malina had a heavy look on his face, and as soon as they met, he reported bad news.
"Damn it!"
Chief Chimali cursed in a low voice, but the anger on his face was silently put away, turning into a confident calm. Among the wolves in the jungle, the wolf king who loses his majesty will be devoured, and the tribe is just like the jungle.
"Malina, my brother, go and comfort the tribal warriors for me! Tell them that we still have one month of food. The various ministries in Colima in the west have promised to support us, and the first batch of food support is on the way!"
Elder Malina opened his mouth, but hesitated. It was now the end of January, and the food in the tribe had been exhausted. The warriors ate meat and insects of questionable origin, and chewed leaves and bark that were barely enough to satisfy their hunger.
, how can I hide it!
The envoys to Fire River City also returned in vain. The tribes of Colima quarreled and never reached an agreement. The chief of Colima gave an unacceptable condition, but let the Shield tribe move westward.
, merged into the various ministries of Colima.
"Brother, the red-haired barbarians from the north are attacking outside the city day and night. The soldiers are in a state of confusion. We don't know when support from Fire River City will arrive."
Elder Malina hesitated for a while and said in a low voice.
"At this point, the destruction of the Palm Family is a foregone conclusion. There is no irresolvable hatred between our southwestern tribe and the Northern Kingdom... No matter how powerful the Northern Kingdom is, it cannot directly bring the Seven Hundred Miles Mountain area under its management.
Autonomous ministries?”
Hearing this, Chief Chimali turned around suddenly and looked at him coldly.
"Malina, what do you want to say?"
"Brother, as long as the northern kingdom is willing to cease the war and support some food supplies. Even if the tribe needs to surrender to the north again and pay tribute regularly, just like the Kingdom of Tarasco, it is not unacceptable... As long as the tribe can continue.
..”
"Malina, my brother, the Northern Kingdom is extremely vicious, a beast that eats people without spitting out their bones! They don't even spare their own nobles!"
Chief Chimali replied coldly.
"Look at what these people did! They burned Hand Snake City, burned all the food that could not be taken away, destroyed all the villages, and left behind a brutal Jingguan... They wanted our lives, but how could they spare us?
possible!"
"...brother..."
"say no more!"
Chief Chimali suppressed his anger and shouted sharply.
"You go down!"
"yes."
Elder Malina's face showed fear. He lowered his head and turned to leave. Soon, the roar of a wild beast sounded again behind him.
Hearing his brother's roar, Elder Malina paused and his expression changed. After a moment, he pursed his lips and walked toward the city in silence.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The houses in the city were burned down, and everyone lived either in thatched huts or tents and wooden shacks. He walked past the grass where the soldiers gathered
He stayed in the thatched hut, chatted with everyone for a few words, and then left with complaints of "I can't eat enough!" and "When will the food arrive?" Then he walked with his head down and came to his tent.
It was eerily quiet in front of the tent, and the two soldiers who were supposed to be guarding the tent also disappeared. Elder Malina stood for a moment, lowered his eyes, and finally opened the curtain and entered.
"Malina, you are finally back!"
The strong smell of herbs hit his face. A burly middle-aged noble chief sat cross-legged in the tent. His face was engraved with blue and green lines, his arms were painted with birds and animals, and his hair was deliberately cut short. At first glance,
It reminds me of a jungle.
"Hunting Elder Toppan, what are you doing here so early?...Get up and don't sit on my herbs!"
Elder Malina has a stern face and cold words. As the herbal elder, he manages the herbal medicine in the tribe. Toppan manages hunting in the tribe and is also a famous warrior leader in the tribe.
"What to do? Haha, it's not like you don't know."
Elder Toppan chuckled and remained motionless. Then, his face became solemn and he asked in a deep voice.
"What did Chimali say?"
"...Brother disagrees. He said that the Northern Kingdom will not let us go. He is also waiting for assistance from the various ministries of Colima."
"Haha! The Northern Kingdom won't let us go? No, the Northern Kingdom won't let us go. Only he, the chief!"
Elder Toppan smiled coldly.
"The assistance from the various tribes of Colima just swallowed us up! Then no one in our Shield tribe was left, and we were all divided up. Besides, the Northern Kingdom had already sent warriors to attack the road to the west. The tribe wanted to move
, you have to leave!"
Elder Malina remained silent. After a long time, he spoke quietly and accepted the sentence of fate.
"Tell me, what are the conditions on the other side?"
