The Nanban Jungle is about fifty miles away from the Terran border wall.

A large gathering place was opened between the dense forests, and the buildings in it were centered on the central stone house, showing a ring spreading outward, which was a common feature of the barbarian gathering place, and was called the Gongwei of the People.

During the barbarian period, this place is called Dongwang, which is expected to mean to the east, prosperous and incomparable, countless barbarians who yearn for the east of Great Xia will come here to communicate with the human race, it is worth mentioning that the first batch of old gold who entered the Nanban jungle came here and place.

The Dongwang tribe was a few points larger than the Ten Directions tribe that Dire had seen for the first time, and there was a huge area of grain cultivation land around it, and it was even under the guidance of the Terrans, raising domestic animals in captivity and with perfect defense facilities.

Therefore, since the barbarians were scattered, it has been a gathering place for the desolate people to launch attacks on the city, and countless ordinary desolate people have been concentrated here, and then they have stormed the borders of hell and never returned, for them, they are outcasts of the land and the jungle.

After the desolate people moved in, it was the difference between heaven and hell, and the whole tribe was unrecognizable, and only the ruins of the original neatly arranged buildings remained, and only the high stone house in the center was relatively intact.

At this time, at the door of the stone house, a group of high-ranking wastelanders wearing brute beast clothes and revealing strong chests gathered in one place, led by one of the tallest wastelanders, looking up at the billowing smoke that rose into the sky high in front of them.

These desolate people standing in front of the stone house gathered in one place all had a jungle bear totem depicted on their faces, indicating that they were all high-level bloodlines that could be transformed into giants twice, and such a number of high-level desolate people, among the entire desolate clan, also belonged to one of the most powerful tribes, and it was precisely because of this that they were able to occupy such a large area of loot and resources.

Then an older wasteland came forward, came to the burly of the wasteland, pointed to the sky in the distance, and said:

"Chief, there is a strange black mist rising in the sky over there, and what the mysterious great master said about the Terran conquest of the jungle seems to be true. ”

"Of course it's true, you're talking nonsense to me. ”

The chief of the desolate people, whose face was particularly ugly and had a long scar on his face, turned around and kicked directly in the chest of the desolate man who spoke, kicking the latter directly into the air, covering his chest and rolling on the ground, this powerful and heavy kick had made him unable to breathe for a short time, and then the chief of the desolate people with a long scar turned around and continued to speak with great impatience:

"If it's not true, I can fight with the Conghu tribe for this large stronghold closest to the border of hell, and pay such a big price, but when I overturn the Terrans who came to the Nanban Jungle to die, this vote is guaranteed to be earned, and the Terrans backed by high walls are powerful, but once they are in the jungle, it is a cat, and it is said that the equipment and wealth of the Terrans are at least a hundred times that of the barbarians. ”

Saying this, a group of high-ranking desolate people of the Rock Bear Tribe laughed fiercely, and after a while, a desolate warrior behind Chief Scar spoke:

"Chief, although the rest of the tribes have sent soldiers to support them on the orders of the ancestral court, they are all ordinary wastelands who are old, weak, sick and disabled, and a rabble, and they have not even come to a high-ranking one. ”

"These chiefs think that I am very clear one by one, and send these useless wastes that will only waste food, one can reduce their own burden, and the other is purely to block me, you look below. ”

After the words fell, Chief Scar raised his hand and looked downward, only to see that the entire huge gathering place below was as black as the sea, full of desolate people, and a miasma of black smoke.

Especially in one place on the periphery, the howls came one after another, a large number of desolate people wandered undisciplined in the tribe unit, and even tyrannicals, and carried sharp spears, directly turned on the giantization and launched a surprise attack on the desolate people of the rest of the tribes, the riot was incomparable, and then the desolate warriors who rushed to the scene were stabbed in the head one by one, which was a little calmer, but they still kept shouting in their mouths to eat meat!

The terrifying scarred Rock Bear Tribe Chief sneered, opened his mouth and continued to speak, and the high-ranking wastelanders around him also laughed.

"Throw me all the burdens sent by other tribes into the jungle, aren't you shouting to eat meat, then go and eat the meat of the Terrans, our tribe's food can't afford to be wasted, by the way, is there any news from the first batch of people sent to attack the city, who told me, where is the Terran now?"

When the words fell, the laughter of the high-ranking wastelanders came to an abrupt end, and one by one they closed their mouths and stopped talking, and there was silence on the stone house platform.

"It's all rubbish!"

Chief Scar roared angrily, the Violent Bear Totem on his face seemed to be about to come to life for a moment, and the tyrannical and abnormal aura rolled out, and he raised his fan-like giant palm and slapped it directly on the face of the nearest desolate man, and the blood of his teeth flew out.

"If I don't hear the news of your victory when it gets dark, I'll go over and take off your heads, and send someone with an envoy from the ancestral court to the great chieftain and tell him that we want food, a lot of food, and it's better to open the storage ground. ”

"Yes!"

Then a large number of high-ranking wastelanders behind Chief Scar walked down the stone house, and after a while, a large number of wastelands were driven into the jungle on the inside and outside of this gathering place, and their direction was the east where the smoke rose.

On the other side of the gathering place, a small group of desolate elites surrounded a young man of the desolate tribe with a giant totem on his face and a proud face in the middle, under the guidance of the young man, between the dense forests, quickly shuttling towards the direction of the ancestral court, but above his head, there were a pair of eyes staring.

"My lord, do you want to intercept the team below?"

High in the sky, two thunder soldiers waved their bat wings with thunder, one of them asked softly, and the two of them were holding Wang Jing, who had been in ambush in the jungle for a long time, with a scruffy beard, and next to Wang Jing was Peng Mu, who was not leaving.

In the sky, Wang Jing, who had been staring below for a long time, shook his head and responded:

"According to the information we have before, only the faces of the Ancestral Court warriors can depict the giant totem, so this team from the Dongwang tribe is going to the ancestral court, then let it pass, we need more desolate people to gather in front of the Chinese army, so that Your Majesty's side can kill happily, and it will be easier for us to clear the stronghold. ”

At this time, Peng Mu, who had been silent on the side, suddenly reminded:

"The order for the second phase of clearing the stronghold has been issued, we need to go and join the elite troops in ambush below, and the rest of the Thunder Army has flown to various strongholds, just waiting for your order. ”

"Then follow the plan and start with the first batch of deserted strongholds set by the Ministry of War. ”

After Wang Jing's words fell, under the heavy rain, a strange purple thunder lit up in the sky of the Nanban Jungle and did not disperse for a long time.

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