Gao Feng made up his mind, and immediately had the hope of action, just like the pole said, things are not so bad, confidence is sometimes lost inexplicably, sometimes it comes inexplicably, and confidence is re-established, Gao Feng has motivation, and he has the courage to face everything.

Gao Feng is the least lacking in action, under his order, the transfer center quickly mobilized, and the slaves, women and children who had just finished the construction of the water cellar also took a small cart to the transfer center, including the desolate tribe of Yan Trance also migrated like this, Gao Feng decided to concentrate the entire wilderness tribe under his command.

When rì rush to the peak. The last peak robbed a quarter of the tribe's food, causing them to begin to lack food, and every day there were slaves who were starved to death, and everyone's food was strictly controlled, otherwise the deserted people would starve to death.

At this moment, the desolate warriors sincerely hope that the leader can return to the tribe, and the elders have no problem managing the tribe, but once they face the foreign enemy, they will be blind, under the threat of the high peak, thousands of desolate warriors don't even have the courage to make a move, so they just watch the other party snatch the grain, which is a fatal insult to them, and they desperately want to find the leader for revenge.

This desert warrior was the strongest warrior, and when he also pointed to the peak with a single horn, he did not lack the courage to fight, and in order to wash away his shame, he stood on the highest point of the mountain every day to watch the enemy's situation, and swore in his heart that if the protector came again, even if he tried his best, he would stop him.

The figure of Gao Feng's whole body wrapped in metal armor flashed in his mind, and the whole person suddenly trembled, and his mind was full of rising battle intent, just when he imagined that he had killed Gao Feng, or was killed by Gao Feng, a round thing fell in front of him from the howling cold wind, scaring him awake.

Before he could see what it was, he heard a terrible wail from his companion, and the next moment even he began to wail, for he saw that the head of the man on the ground was none other than the leader of the Protectors.

In the midst of their howls, more than a dozen desolate people ran out of the houses behind, but instead of looking at the heads, they looked at the sky in horror and flapped their huge wings to fan the peaks of the wind and snow.

There is not much difference between Gao Feng and Dang Rì, except that there is no double moon axe in his hand and an extra pair of wings on his back, there is no change, but such a peak frightens them more than holding an axe.

The battle intent that was still permeating his heart before was like snowflakes in boiling water, melting cleanly, and the strong desolate warrior's legs fell to the ground one after another, picking up the human head on the ground and wailing loudly, looking at the peak of the cloudy pupils full of despair and sadness.

Shut down

It's not that he loves the leader so much, but if he loses the leader, their fate will be very miserable, and the whole tribe may be wiped out.

Gao Feng was suspended in the air, indifferently looking at the sad desert warrior holding a human head on the ground, he recognized this guy, but he didn't care, he waved his right arm violently, and a long metal flagpole flew out of his hand, which was fiercely planted on the ground of the mountain, and the trembling flagpole opened the wrapped flag, and a temperament woven by metal threads fluttered and danced in the wind of the mountain.

When the flagpole was officially erected, the peak slowly landed among the desert warriors, snatched the human head in the warrior's arms and hung it on the flagpole, waiting for the desert warriors to gather around.

The most powerful desert warrior sat on the ground as if he had lost his backbone, looking at Gao Feng's feet, completely losing the courage to resist, even a child could kill him at this moment, because his heart was dead and it was impossible to resist.

More and more desert warriors ran out of their dwellings on the mountainside, and gathered noisily around the hill, and when they saw the heads hanging from the flagpoles, they couldn't help but weaken their legs together, and fell to their knees, and they didn't even have the courage to resist.

When all the desolate warriors knelt on the top of the mountain, several well-dressed desolate elders and stewards walked up together, squeezed through the dense desolate warriors, and walked in front of Gao Feng, kneeling, which meant that the entire tribe had surrendered to Gao Feng, no matter whether Gao Feng reduced them to a slave or plundered everything from them, they would have nothing to say .......

The entire Western Wilderness came alive during the lonely snowfall season, and groups of desert warriors were driven out of their dwellings to join the migration procession, and more desert warriors and chennu took up their weapons and headed for the tribes that did not surrender under the command of the conquerors.

First of all, the tribe that lost its protector, seeing the head of the leader, they compromised without resistance, and acted completely according to the orders of the conqueror, this is the sorrow of no strong man, in the wilderness, the ability of the protector is mythologized, they are the gods in the hearts of ordinary people, once they fall, it means that the whole tribe will also fall.

A few hundred converged into a thousand, a thousand converged into thousands, and these people all headed towards the transit center, while behind them, more desolate warriors, led by Jīng Warriors and Patrons, headed for other unconquered tribes.

Jin Neng, White Tiger, and Confused Star all launched the most deterrent to the Desolate tribe with the expeditionary team, not to mention the peak, like a hard-working little bee flying around, as a liaison in the middle, sometimes making a cameo appearance as a terrifying demon king who fell from the sky.

Time disappeared day by day, the camp behind the transit center expanded day by day, and every day a new population joined in, whether it was a desert or a westerner, they all merged into one, and under the brutal suppression of the jīng sharp warriors, they had to be people with their tails between their legs, and every day there were people who made trouble with their heads cut off and hung.

Troubled times need to be punished heavily, Gao Feng implements this point quite well, once someone makes trouble, no matter which side, no matter who is right or wrong, all of them are killed as a deterrent, under this violent dictatorship, the whole camp is a mess of harmony, and no one dares to blow up the thorns.

When the expedition returned with the most recalcitrant tribes, the tents stretched for tens of kilometers in the canyon, and the population of the entire wilderness was concentrated here, and the strength of the peak swelled to more than 10,000 people, including the desert warriors and the Kinu, and if he filled the number with women, this number would have tripled.

Whether it is a desert warrior or a Venture slave, they have all been broken up and reorganized, and the reorganized team is no longer different from the Desert and the Bondian, all of them have the same identity, the soldiers under the peak wave, and the jīng sharp warriors were also scattered and dispersed to the team to become instructors, and the set that the peak handed over to them was handed over to these people.

The team of more than 10,000 people gathered in the wildness of the attack of the desolate people, even more spectacular than the sea cháo, the large and small chariots captured from various tribes were arranged in the ranks across the mountains, and countless people stood honestly under the supervision of the jīng warriors, so that the peak had a momentary trance, as if the team below was really a battle-hardened army?