It took Gao Feng only two and a half days to bring people to the Black Claw Tribe after leaving Tianshuijing, but when he saw the wall that had become ruins, he became dumbfounded.

Fifty slaves looked at each other, but did not make a sound, quietly arranged neatly square formations, showing a hint of elite aura.

Gao Feng didn't know what was going on here, but when he saw the wall collapse and a dead tribe, his heart suddenly became empty, as if he had lost something. No matter what, this was his first place to settle in this world and his body grew up.

Suddenly, Gao Feng woke up from his low sadness. He remembered the red sand left in the tribe, and the family of Kuoya and Ganzi. He couldn't help but feel anxious, quickened his pace, and trotted towards the tribe.

The fifty slaves behind him also raised their feet at the same time, starting and running like soldiers, but after only three steps, they began to mess up.

Looking at the tribe from afar, it is like an abandoned gathering place, and there are black smoke floating. The closer you get, the more you can see the traces of the war carefully.

There are traces of camping on the Shazao Field, the ground burned by flames, and the pits left by the trenchers.

Walking into a tribe that can never be recognized, first of all, there are corpses piled up like mountains of corpses under the wall. These corpses make Gao Feng's heart tuggle. Not only men, but also children and women, but when you look closely, there are differences. The number of women is the smallest, followed by children, and the most are the most in the middle of the year, and the code is placed at the bottom.

The swords and guns were searched, but the clothes on the dead were not moved. Obviously, the Earth Arm tribe was richer than the Black Claw tribe. Gao Feng clearly remembered that leaving the Wilderness tribe, there were bloody corpses all over the ground.

Walking forward, you can find that most of the houses have complete structures and retained beams. Even the roofs are not burned through. It seems that the Armada tribe is in a hurry and is not even attentive to set fire.

The more he walked in, the fewer traces of war were seen. Finally, he arrived at the center of the square, but looked in surprise at the thirty-six totem poles full of women's corpses, and Big Claws died here, but there were no other people's corpses.

Big Claw died miserably, but it was not worth paying attention to. Gao Feng stood in the center of the square and patrolled around, trying to find the crowd hiding in the corner, but he saw nothing.

Fifty slaves looked around and walked into this ruined tribe like a ghost realm, marveling at the majestic building, or peeking into the open door, jealous of various supplies and food scattered on the ground. These things are good things in the deserted tribe?

There were many good things scattered on the ground, and the ground arm warriors were not professional in robbing and robbing. Gao Feng sat on the old blood stains in front of the Black Claw Room, and his heart was so empty that he didn't know what to think.

How did he explain to Kuya and Pole? Did he tell them that everyone had evaporated, including his own little red sand?

Thinking of Hongsha, Gao Feng suddenly stood up and walked towards his property facing the whistling breeze. The breeze stirred his hair, but it couldn't extinguish the anxiety in his heart.

When he saw his ruined house, he finally couldn't help but get angry. He suddenly stepped forward and kicked the remaining wall. Then, with a loud bang, the dusty sand rushed him aside. This was the time for the idle slaves who thought it was time to show their performance. They rushed up, dancing their weapons to find the enemy they had not seen.

"Get out..." Gao Feng shouted loudly, letting the slaves roll aside, rushed into the dust and sand, looking for anything belonging to the red sand, until he saw the big pit behind him that took the things away.

"Master, there are many footprints of people and animal feces behind them. I pinched them and the feces are still wet."

The scattered pro-slaves soon discovered something new. The pro-slaves who reported to Gao Feng looked honest and could not see the ferocious appearance of them painting white bones and skeletons.

"Di Arm Tribe." Gao Feng stood up gritted his teeth. He remembered what Black Claw said in the Wasteward Tribe. Only the Di Arm Tribe could move everyone away. Maybe Hongsha, Kuoya, and the relatives of the pole are inside?

Thinking of this, Gao Feng no longer hesitated, no longer nostalgic about everything here, and shouted loudly: "Chasing, even if you chase it to the horizon..."

Di Arm looked at the migrating crowd with complacent smile, threw encouraging eyes at every tribal warrior walking past him, and made obscene laughs at the tribal warriors who touched the women. He seemed to see more tribal warriors born by women and joined him to conquer the entire western wilderness.

This battle took a lot of time, but the losses were very small. The tribe without shelter was vulnerable. If he hadn't wanted to capture more people, he might have taken down the Black Claw Tribe in only half of the time.

There are many people who died in the Black Claw Tribe, but more survived. Almost all the Chinu and most women survived. In the eyes of the Earth Arm, even the lowest-seekers are useful. These populations will be the most precious wealth. There are also children who will be wiped out the traces of the Black Claw Tribe in a few years and become the warriors of the Earth Arm.

Countless supplies were carried by large teams and staggered forward. These supplies were not valued, but it did not mean that the warriors below did not like them. He had given orders to conquer the Black Claw Tribe, and one-third of the supplies were distributed to the warriors below, giving them motivation.

In the staggering team, the warriors of the Earth Arm Tribe are also rare. They treat the people of the Black Claw Tribe with a not very rough attitude. At least, they do not kill one more person, which makes the people of the Black Claw Tribe less resistant. In their hearts, the Black Claw is dead, so it is not too bad to merge into the Earth Arm Tribe.

As the team advanced, a small team that was raising energy was already impatient, and behind them, there was also a smaller army catching up.

"Di Arm, did they really give it to us like this?" The elder of the tribe walking beside Di Arm asked in an incredible tone. The wilderness never believed in the benefits of being in vain, so the demographic dividend of more than 2,000 people always made his heart uneasy.

His feeling was actually the same as the ground arm, but the ground arm would not let him see it. He pretended to be deep and forgot the sky for a while, and the elders around him also learned in a good manner.

"You don't understand what they like, and I don't understand either. I only know that if you don't agree to them, the Earth Arm tribe will be destroyed, just like the current Black Claw tribe, becoming the spoils of others."

"Are they all showing off?" The elder took a breath when he heard this, and according to his identity, he knew something about the Gala.

"They are not only showing off their strength, but also showing off their strength in their family. They are real big shots..." Di Arm sighed and lowered his head, looking at the sand under his feet. He felt that compared with those people, his not-so-wealthy shelter was as small as sand.

"What do they want?" The elder became more and more scared. No family can be provoked by a tribe. The cooperation between the earth arm and the family made him confused.

"I don't know what they want. The Western Wilderness has more than one tribe like us. It's our luck to pick us up. If they pick black claws, maybe..."

Just like the multiple-choice question of choosing one of two, even the wilderness must surrender in front of an irresistible opponent. Fortunately, they are on the side of the winner. If the winner chooses the Black Claw, they will be afraid of the consequences.

"I hope they can choose us forever..." The elder dared not continue on this topic and said vaguely.

"It's just a little bit that our strength is too small." Di Arm said half complaining and half helplessly, but the ambition in his eyes was stronger than ever.
Chapter completed!