After Xing Xiaotian reorganized his armament, Xing Xiaotian gave a very bold order, that is, all the scouts and cavalry must bring paper and pens to all the tribes they see along the road on the map, and the population, armed forces, races, and even the distance from Blackstone City must all be marked.

No one knew that when these detectives came back, Xing Xiaotian had already included these explored places into his own territory, and after continuous comparison and screening, a giant sand table centered on Blackstone City was slowly piled up.

There are no tribes within a radius of two hundred miles, because all the surrounding tribes have been merged into Blackstone City, and the closest tribe to Blackstone City is the Night Wolf tribe of the Wolf tribe, which is the tribe of the Wolf hunters who met when hunting cattle last winter.

The wild wolf tribe is less than a hundred, located in a remote area, the whole tribe only has a bitter water well available, the most amazing thing is that I don't know whether it is a blood relationship or something else, all the warriors of the night wolf tribe are all black fur, which is absolutely incomparable for night raids.

Xing Xiaotian wanted to take this tribe under his command, but he also knew that Mrs. Wall was very arrogant, and some people would rather starve to death than give in, so he needed to find a way.

Xing Xiaotian secretly summoned a nezumi squad to his military tent, and no one knew what he said to the nezumi warriors, or that the nezumi had left with Abigail.

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The sunset is obliquely shining, and under the golden sunset is a camp outlined by endless earthy yellow sand, standing alone on the gravel wasteland, as if telling the endless desolation to the years.

Röm is the best hunter of the Night Wolf Tribe, but the long-term hunger and lack of salt have exhausted his vitality, the originally strong limbs have become emaciated, and the original black silk-like smooth fur has become sparse and gloomy, Rom does not know where his tomorrow is, and he does not know where the Night Wolf Tribe's tomorrow is?

I heard that the great human merchant made a lot of noise in the south, and now many tribes have taken refuge in the past, but the old chief of the tribe adheres to the pride of the Wolfe tribe, and would rather starve to death than eat the food that came to him.

Just as Rom sighed for himself and the future of his tribe, there was a sudden sound of soft footsteps behind him, and at the same time, an imperceptible smell of blood came from behind him.

"Roma!"

It was a slightly slender Wolf girl who spoke, her pale green eyes full of tenderness, and she looked deeply at the warrior in front of her.

"Virgil? What are you doing here? ”

The Orff girl, known as Virgil, did not answer, but stretched out her palm, and in her outstretched palm was a small sand lizard of an inch in length, and the faint smell of blood came from the severed tail of the sand lizard.

"Eat it!"

Virgil's voice was still so soft, I am afraid that no human could have imagined that Wolf, who was known for his cruelty, could utter such gentle words.

The girl in front of her was so emaciated, her cheeks were sunken, her neck bones were high, and her sparse fur was covered with dirt, God knows how much effort it took her to catch this little sand lizard, in Blackstone City, this kind of food is disdainful even to the sand wolves in the wild, but in the wild wolf tribe, this is a delicacy that survives, this is not the first time this has happened, to be honest, Rom didn't like Virgil at first, he liked fair-skinned human girls, yes, he was a rare outlier in the Wolf tribe.

When Virgil first brought the food to him, he stuffed it into his mouth without any hesitation, and he knew that this girl liked him, but whether he liked it or not was her business, and what did it have to do with him.

But as time passed, Rom's mentality slowly changed, this kind girl would deliver a piece of food to him almost every few days, in contrast to Virgil's weight loss day by day, at first Virgil could catch one or two small animals such as sand rabbits and gerbils, but now he can only catch slower-moving creatures like sand lizards, which shows that Virgil's body no longer allows her to hunt small animals.

Röm knew how uncomfortable hunger was, and how terrible death was, but the girl in front of him gave up the hope of survival to herself without regrets.

If Röm ate at first, he felt extremely guilty, and perhaps a trace of heartache that he himself was not aware of.

"I'm not hungry, you can eat!"

Rohm's excuses may not even be believed by himself, and to make matters worse, a "gurgling" belly sound betrays him deeply.

Virgil smiled gently, stretched his palm forward again, and then said lightly: "My stomach is screaming, and I am not hungry?" Eat it, I've eaten it! ”

Eaten?

This sentence made Rom's heart ache incomparably, because he knew what the other party's "eaten" meant, he had followed Virgil in the shadows, and he was shocked to see that Virgil actually ate sand again in a place where no one was looking.

There will be a hint of softness in everyone's heart, and Virgil has silently occupied Rom's heart at the cost of his life, but the person concerned has not yet realized it.

"I said I'm not hungry, why are you so annoyed?" Rom's voice suddenly became so irritable, he didn't know why he was talking to Virgil like this, he only knew that he was so angry in his heart, he didn't want to eat this sand lizard, because he knew that once he ate it, Virgil would live one day less.

Virgil didn't seem to expect that his kindness would be reprimanded by the other party, so he looked at Rom with a gloomy expression for a while, then put the sand lizard in his hand on the ground, and then slowly turned around and hung his head away.

The emaciated and lonely back was so bleak in the setting sun, like the last elegy of life, that Rohm knew that Virgil would not live long if it went on like this.

"Roaring ~~~~~"

A muffled roar screamed out of Rom's mouth, echoing in the air for a long time, filled with the desolation and despair of the end, blood dripping from his clenched fists, soaking the ground little by little.

Unbeknownst to Rom, a small group of gerbils was digging under his feet as he hissed and howled, silently and swiftly, the tunnel gerbils had been digging for three days, and it was almost time to accept the results.

"Plop~~~"

The sound of splashing water made all the gerbils stop digging in an instant, and a group of ten people lay quietly in the tunnel, and after a full quarter of an hour, these gerbils showed an excited smile on their faces, and finally dug the well of the Night Wolf Tribe, and the thing arranged by Lord Xing Xiaotian was finally done!

A waning moon hung high in the sky, under the silent moonlight was a dead old camp, a piece of gravel suddenly sunk down from the wall of the well, a small hand with sharp claws steadily stretched out from the hole, and moved pieces of gravel into the tunnel silently, until the hole in front of him was the size of a person, the gerbil waved back silently, and the next second, a huge cowhide bag was sent into his hand.

Mrs. Wall's sense of smell and hearing was very keen, so these gerbils did not dare to use bags of refined salt, but could only put them into leather bags elsewhere, and the poured refined salt was poured into the well water like a waterfall, and this pour was not a bag, but ten bags and twenty bags, if in winter, these small actions naturally did not have any effect, but don't forget, this is summer, and it is a very hot summer, and the warm well water is enough to melt these salts.

Xing Xiaotian's method is very simple, that is, to draw salary from the bottom of the kettle, completely cut off the way of life of the Night Wolf Tribe, and then appear as a savior to solicit.

It is estimated that no one would have imagined that Xing Xiaotian would dump salt comparable to gold into the well to frame the Night Wolf Tribe............ R1152