After leaving the Mad Bear Tribe, the Lan Feng soldiers split into two groups. One was led by the errand boy Sancai, who escorted Xiong Feng and the other three guardians, as well as all the resources collected from the Mad Bear Tribe, and took a shortcut back to the Blue Mountain Tribe.
On the other side, the original team, plus most of the aborigines of the Wild Bear Tribe, continued to choose the desert route and advanced all the way towards the Sand Plain Tribe.
On the way back, the old man was much more relaxed than when he came to the Mad Bear Tribe. He was not afraid of the sand beasts and demon spirits encountered along the way, and instead increased the meat reserves of the large army.
Cheng Ling intended to let the disciples of the War Hall, the Secret Hall and the soldiers under Xiong Tianling cooperate to kill. At first, Xiong Tianling didn't care, thinking that he was captured because of his carelessness. In terms of strength, even the Blue Mountain Tribe couldn't keep up with him.
But after several battles, his expression gradually changed. The disciples of the War Hall and the Secret Hall cooperated tacitly, making full use of the environment, battle formations and other favorable conditions to launch attacks. Often a small team could eliminate two to three times the demon spirits. This killing efficiency far exceeded that of the soldiers under their own command.
He became cautious and asked those disciples after the battle, and the answer he got was that these were all taught by the Great Protector. Whether it was sword skills or sword formations, under the guidance of the Great Protector, everyone's combat power had improved several levels. .
This time, he looked at Cheng Ling differently. But he did not take any action, but silently followed the team.
On the tenth day, Cheng Ling sent Long Peng to deliver a jade bottle, claiming that it contained the antidote to the Ten Days Duanming Pill. Xiong Tianling did not doubt that he was there. He took the jade bottle and took a look. He saw two pill pills lying quietly inside, exuding the fragrance of herbs.
This time, Cheng Ling didn't just use the mud balls on his body to deal with it. Instead, it is refined from some herbs on the body. Although there is no fire or alchemy furnace, the selected herbs can be swallowed directly and are very helpful for body refining. Mix those herbs together and knead them into a ball. Isn't it the antidote to the Tokasudanmei Pill?
Yin Luoyao and Chu Yulu were always beside him, and they were secretly amused. I don't know how Junior Brother Cheng's brain grew. He could come up with so many fantastic ideas at his fingertips without any twists and turns. He was such a tribal heir, but he used clay pills and herbs to control him to death.
The distance from the Mad Bear Tribe to the Sand Plains Tribe is much longer. The Mad Bear Tribe is in the extreme south, the Sand Plains Tribe is in the north, and the Blue Mountain Tribe is right in the middle. The three tribes formed a triangle, forming a barrier against the demon spirit desert.
Cheng Ling is very satisfied with his layout. To the east is the Demon Spirit Desert, from which you can get a lot of meat; to the extreme south is the Mad Bear Tribe, where you can get fine gold; to the north is the Sand Plain Tribe, if you can conquer it, you can get Geng Gold and iron.
If the three tribes are connected together, the control area of the Blue Mountain Tribe will be increased hundreds of times, with the number of aboriginal people reaching 10,000. Their heritage will gradually become deeper and deeper, and they will find ways to train an elite team of about 5,000 people for future expansion. It will be overwhelming.
The only flaw is that all three tribes lack water sources and do not have strong city fortresses. Thinking in his mind, he recalled the model in Lan Feng's room, and suddenly an idea flashed, and a smile appeared on his face again.
Lan Feng had been paying attention to Cheng Ling's actions. Seeing the joy on his face, he hurriedly asked: "Great Protector, have you thought of any other plans?"
Cheng Ling nodded and said, "After conquering the Shayuan tribe, we need to do two things immediately."
"Which two?"
"First, the Blue Mountain Tribe's tribe needs to move, and only a defensive force to protect the desert needs to be left in the fort; second, a city fortress is built. As a tribal base, the city fortress can not only resist foreign enemies, but also Enhance communication and allow resources to circulate.”
Lan Feng agreed and asked, "Where should we migrate to?"
Cheng Ling said: "A hundred miles away from the Blue Mountain tribe to the west, there is a mountain group. Not only is the terrain there steep, but more importantly, there is a large valley and water source with delicious water and grass. It is the best place to build the tribal land. Good choice.”
Lan Feng frowned and said: "But that is the sphere of influence of the Zhui Feng Tribe. Boy, the Zhui Feng Tribe is a third-rate tribe. There are at least one hundred thousand aborigines. They are not comparable to the Crazy Bear Tribe and the Sand Plain Tribe. You can defeat it." Are you sure?"
"Whether we are sure or not is another matter. First of all, we need to seize that area. We can pay some price, such as exchanging meat and leasing the valley for a period of time. On the surface, it will give the tribesmen a living area, and secretly, we will build fortifications and The city and fortress, as long as these things are built, no matter how many men and horses the Zhui Feng Tribe has, they will not be able to break it."
Lan Feng's eyes lit up and he said: "It's true that you are the one who has even thought of leasing. The Zhuifeng tribe has a large number of people and meat is always in short supply. Your strategy is exactly what they want. I think they will agree to it."
"Hehe~~, this is called building plank roads openly and building warehouses secretly. As long as we act in secret and continue to offer meat, there will be no problem in delaying it for a year and a half."
Lan Feng nodded with satisfaction. This boy is indeed very clever. He calculates step by step and links them together. As long as he takes down the Wind Chasing Tribe, the strength of the Blue Mountain Tribe will definitely increase greatly. He is fully equipped with the foundation to take off. The blueprint of his dream will definitely be fulfilled. One day it will come true.
The two of them discussed countermeasures and spoke very softly. Only Yin Luoyao and others who were standing by could hear them. But by chance, Xiong Tianling caught up with him and wanted to thank Cheng Ling and ask where he was taking his father, Xiong Feng.
He has already reached the level of a three-mark talisman master, even higher than Cheng Ling, with sharp ears and eyesight. Although the two spoke softly, they could hear every word.
Xiong Tianling suddenly understood that all this was Cheng Ling's plan. With only eight people, the Kuang Bear Tribe was captured. This kind of plan was really unnatural. As the young leader of the tribe, he has always wanted to revitalize the tribe, but he often achieves little results, his strength grows slowly, and now he is reduced to being controlled by others.
There seems to be a kind of magic power in this man. Any problem can be easily solved in his hands, turning his hands into clouds and turning his hands into rain. Xiong Tianling, on the other hand, could not raise any consciousness of resistance. Instead, he thought that if he could learn the skills from Cheng Ling, he would one day be able to surpass the Demon Spirit Continent.
He followed Cheng Ling and others quietly, wanting to see how to regain the Shayuan tribe!
After walking for more than twenty days, we encountered more than a dozen waves of sand beasts and demon spirits attacking along the way.
Cheng Ling was well prepared and asked Xiong Tianling to give him orders. Firstly, to strengthen the cooperation between the two tribes, and secondly, they also needed to be intimidated. With him watching, Xiong Tianling would at least cooperate a little. After all, he had not lost his consciousness.
But I didn't expect Xiong Tianling to agree without even a moment's hesitation. While commanding, Cheng Ling asked about the battle formation. Seeing him like this, Cheng Ling didn't hide his secrets and answered all questions. Later, it became more and more comfortable, and the cooperation between the two tribes gradually became adept.
Cheng Ling was so relieved that he simply handed over all command rights to Xiong Tianling.
Lan Feng's eyes flashed, and when Xiong Tianling wasn't paying attention, he came to Cheng Ling's side and said softly: "Boy, you want to give up the command, are you so confident?"
Cheng Ling said calmly: "You don't doubt the people you employ, and you don't doubt the people you doubt. This Xiong Tianling is indeed a talent. As long as Xiong Feng is in your hands, plus the Ten-Day Death Pill, he won't be able to make any big waves."
"I'm telling you, old man, you can't just stay here. If you kill a few more demon spirits, your level will be improved by one more point. If you can advance to the level of three-marked talisman master, your life span will be increased to a hundred years!"
Lan Feng took a deep look at Cheng Ling, shook his head and sighed: "Boy, do you know why I am willing to obey your words?"
Cheng Ling was stunned, she really hadn't thought about this. It can be said that when we first met, the old man was quite scheming, but as time went by, he seemed to be less and less willing to use his brain. He made all his own plans, and he only had to follow the plan. As a veteran clan leader who has been in power for a long time, this is very unreasonable.
Lan Feng explained: "Firstly, I know that you are not a native of the Demon Spirit Continent. Your pursuits are different and you cannot stay here for a long time. Secondly, although you are extremely resourceful, you also have some conspiracies. Subterfuge, but lacking one of its most fatal qualities: ambition for power."
"Your heart yearns for freedom and does not want to be restrained, but as a person in power, lack of ambition is a big flaw. I can rest assured that I will leave everything in your hands, because in the end you will leave it all To the Blue Mountain Tribe.”
"But Xiong Tianling is different. He is a young patriarch. He has been influenced by Xiong Feng's words and teachings since he was a child. Once he is given hope, he will breed many unrealistic ideas and want more power. So this person, You can allow it and use it, but you must also guard against it and control it!"
Cheng Ling was silent. He really didn't expect this. The old man was mature and his eyes were sharp and he could see through the essence directly. But he didn't care about these. Just as the old man said, he was not a native of the Demon Spirit Continent, so he didn't need to have power at all. He would have to leave one day.
The current plan is just to achieve his own goal, to get clues about the man in black from the old man, and how to leave the Demon Spirit Continent.
After thinking about this, he said: "Because of this, it's better for you to live a good life. Without you to look after you, I'm afraid I won't be able to suppress you! Well, there's no need to make excuses to be lazy. This protector will personally accompany you to kill the demon." spirit."
Lan Feng smiled bitterly and shook his head. In desperation, he was dragged into the battlefield by Cheng Ling and started fighting. Not to mention, not only were more corpses of demon spirits collected along the way, but the combatants of both tribes were greatly improved.
In fact, this was Cheng Ling's intention. In the past, when faced with demon spirits, the Blue Mountain tribe rarely fought head-on. Instead, they usually hid behind earth walls and used bows, arrows and the venom to kill them. Although the tribe is protected from being breached, the gain is actually not worth the loss.
Not to mention not getting the body of the demon spirit, the warriors in the clan lack experience in life and death combat. If the realm cannot be improved, it would be strange if the tribe's combat power can be improved. In view of this, he tried every means to improve them, and even forced the old man to go on stage in person, with the clan leader taking the lead. It would naturally be more exciting for the following horses to kill the demon spirits.
This change is achieved unconsciously, as the saying goes, moistening things silently. In the future, I believe that the warriors of the Blue Mountain Tribe will develop in the direction they planned. This is also the best way to continue to maintain the combat effectiveness of a tribe.
As the last wave of demon spirits were killed by everyone, the old man looked at a large tent in front of him in the dark and said: "The Shayuan tribe is here!"
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