The night in the southern wilderness is as cold and silent as the night in the northern wilderness, the temperature difference can reach forty degrees, the scorching fire during the day and the high temperature gradually disappear after the night drops rapidly, the two mountains regain their vitality, and countless Heavenly Claw tribes who have cowered in the tunnels have come out of the ground and begun to prepare for tomorrow's battle.

Gao Feng has long calculated the effects of high and low temperatures, and the cold wilderness is not suitable for battle, there is no light, no command, and no clearly visible battlefield, even the coalition forces will not take it lightly.

One by one, the bed crossbows hidden in the tunnels were quickly transported to the established positions, the fortresses destroyed during the day were quickly repaired, sandbags made of various materials were filled with sand, and neatly stacked on the hills, everything was carried out according to the previous plan.

The cold breath of the night slipped down on Gao Feng's face, and he looked worriedly at the coalition camp at his feet, countless corpses piled up into a mountain, and the madness of the coalition army made him see that once the other party launched an attack, he would do whatever it took to lose and use any means, this crazy way of fighting was what he was most worried about.

The coalition army has tens of thousands of desolate people, and can even capture desolate women and children in the wilderness, so the opponent's strength is almost endless, even if they can kill as much as they can, it is impossible to kill them all, but he can't afford to lose, and it is difficult to make up for a single person, as long as the opponent does not dispatch a real tribal warrior, his position and that of the opponent will never be equal.

"Do you want to use the jīng oil of the wood flower? These corpses can burn in one night, and they have to die so many people ....... ”

The second elder didn't know where the Dao came from, and looked worriedly at the knotted arms and thighs of the branches in the shadow of the mountain, his thoughts were also the thoughts of most people, and when the time came, the desolate people would be able to climb down the gentle slope, and when the time came, they would not have any confidence in the face of tens of millions of desolate people.

"No, that's in case Taniguchi is breached, our only chance may be in those desolate people......."

Gao Feng thought about it for a while before slowly shaking his head, the more desolate people died, the more stable the coalition army became, and more troops could be freed up to monitor the desolate people and reduce the consumption of food at the same time, but desolate people are not beasts, they all have eyes and brains, even if they endure under oppression, once they break through the bottom line of the most rear, there are more variables in this battle, and variables are the only chance for the Tianclaw tribe, as long as they can hold on until the variables happen before the North Dragon Canyon is breached.

"Alas!! I don't know how many people will die tomorrow, they all grew up eating food, they were all born to women, and it took so many years to grow into ....... ”

The second elder made a rare statement, relying on the second elder who was in the battle position, he had seen countless corpses in his life, but together, he didn't see as much as he had seen in the past few months, which made him panic, and his life was so worthless?

"As long as the grain production is not enough to feed, everyone will continue to die, and we will continue to die in this life, our children in that life, and our grandchildren in that life......."

Gao Feng couldn't help but think of the street in the previous life, even if it was faced with war, there were still countless people living a rich and fulfilling life, without advanced productive forces, and the food shortage caused by population growth would inevitably lead to a war for living space, and how difficult it was to develop productive forces in the barren wilderness?

"Is it possible to feed everyone? Even if the best year is just enough to eat, the Qinu is divided in this way because of the limited food, right? ”

The second elder's thinking was not dull, and soon expanded to other directions, and said the reasons for the appearance of the Kinu, although the reasons were varied, but the most crucial point was that food could not feed everyone, and someone had to starve, and those who starved were those who were eliminated.

"The key is that whatever kind of problems have developed can be solved, but it's a pity ......."

Thinking of what the Heavenly Claw told him, remembering everything he saw in the Cuiliu City family, Gao Feng Yang sighed, and was in the hands of the underground people, but the underground people were the feud of the ground people, and the grudges between the two sides were irreconcilable, and the ground people forbade everything about the underground people, including advanced technology, and the underground people lost more things because they were trapped underground for a long time.

"Ming? Over there? Let's find it, as long as we have it, our tribe will be richer, we can grow more food, maybe we can unify the wilderness ....... ”

The second elder forgot about the crisis he was facing now, and was attracted by the topic of Gao Feng, Gao Feng's words opened a window in his heart, plus he had always thought that Gao Feng was a person with great ability, and he was naturally willing to believe it.

"I don't know if it's somewhere in the world, waiting for someone to find it......."

Gao Feng's heart moved, and an unstoppable emotion swelled up, he wanted to find Ming, use Ming, and change this world.

This kind of thought coincided with the wish of his life in his heart, and his greatest wish in his life was to be able to end the battle, to marry Fei'er, have children, start his own family, and live an ordinary life without seeing corpses and gunpowder.

And the current era is more chaotic than in life, the killing of the first ** is not only the second elder who is tired of him, but also more tired and tired than being bathed by women in the family.

The red clouds of the early morning arrived as scheduled, and the coalition forces were looking forward to the arrival of the early morning, and the Beilong Gorge was infinitely regretful, and the irreversible day detonated the first day of the battle, and countless desert warriors came out of the camp, driven by sticks and whips, and lined up the not very neat phalanx.

Yesterday's corpses had stiffened, and the distance between the ground and the mountain was no longer visible, all of them were buried by corpses, and countless arms stretched out from the stiff corpses, making a pulling posture, as if they were unwilling to turn into evil ghosts before they died, and wanted to pull others to be buried with them.

The black smoke that spread all over the hill had dissipated, but there was still no living person on the hill, and only those with sharp eyes could see that the half-collapsed fortress on the hill had traces of sandbag repair.

Just like yesterday, countless tribal warriors wore the most good equipment, standing behind the formation of the desolate people, ready to raise their blades and slaughter them, most of the desolate people still had no weapons, they could only look for all kinds of things to use as weapons, sharpened horned ribs, I don't know where the stone was dug out, and even someone was holding a strip of cloth, I don't know if the desolate was ready to strangle others or to bandage the wounds, most of them were in rags, not to mention armor, shields, and they couldn't even cover their bodies.

Sharpened sticks are the cheapest weapons, but only a few have scattered sticks that stand up in the ranks, like weeds in the desert.

The long trumpets blew in the cold morning wind, and the rumbs of war were played one after another, and when all the drums were combined into one and made an earth-shattering loud noise, the ranks of the desolate men finally began.

Tens of millions of desolate people slowly set out towards the hilltop position, like a school of migrating fish flowing out of the camp, and under the whip of the whip, flooded the open space between the camp and the mountain, and from time to time the slow-walking desolate people were grabbed by the hair, pulled out of the ranks, and stabbed the head.

Fresh corpses lay on both sides of the path of the desolate people, their numb and mechanical steps, not looking at the blood-dripping ground around them, not looking at the mountains of corpses in front of them, just looking at the pink sky in the early morning.

Countless people looked up at the sky and moved forward, not because of a miracle in the sky, but because they found the early morning sky so beautiful and beautiful for the first time today, they couldn't get enough of it in their lives, even if the front was full of death and killing, they still wanted to enjoy every breath of fresh air in the calmest calm.

Unfortunately, the air did not have the fresh smell of the morning, and the smell of blood and charred corpses wandered through.