Before, when the two high-level martial kings of the Black Wind tribe broke out in momentum, the hearts of the Huaxia tribe were a little turbulent, and the Black Wind tribe was still able to resist, but as that mysterious voice sounded, the high-level martial kings of the Black Wind tribe could not make a move, and suddenly the army of the Huaxia tribe was high-spirited and vigorous, and soon gained the upper hand.

"Kill ......"

"Boom ......"

"Howl ......"

Half an hour after the battle, with a burst of roars, one of the demon kings of the Black Wind tribe was severely injured and lost its combat power and fell to the ground, and then the demon kings of the Huaxia tribe won one after another, and severely damaged several demon kings on the other side in a row.

After that, more and more demon kings of the Huaxia tribe freed their hands and began to besiege the warrior king powerhouse of the Black Wind tribe, which caused the warrior king powerhouse of the Black Wind tribe to start getting injured, and gradually some people lost their combat power and withdrew from the battlefield.

"Boom ......"

Half a day later, as more and more demon kings and martial kings of the Black Wind tribe lost their combat power and withdrew from the battlefield, the black whirlwind and the red-haired ghost finally tentatively retreated, and after finding that the mysterious strong man in the dark did not interfere, they immediately issued an order to retreat.

"The whole army shall retreat, and shall not be in battle, except for those who are seriously wounded and dying, and all other wounded shall be taken away. "With the Black Whirlwind issuing the order, the army of the Black Wind Tribe finally retreated in full defeat.

The army of the Huaxia tribe only chased for dozens of miles before collecting troops and returning, and in this battle, nearly 2,000 people of the Black Wind Tribe's Wuzun Martial Saint powerhouse were killed, and more than 1,800 wounded and dying were captured.

However, the Huaxia tribe also paid a huge price, killing more than 800 martial saints in battle, more than 2,700 seriously injured, and 78,000 lightly injured.

"The lightly injured are treated with ordinary elixir, and the seriously injured are treated with diluted life spirit, which can allow everyone to recover quickly, and even broken limbs can grow back. "Nangong Wuyun commanded the other powerhouses in the tribe to quickly treat the injured powerhouses.

"Patriarch, I have captured more than 1,800 strong people from the Black Wind Tribe who were wounded and dying, including one Martial King, two Demon Kings, and more than 400 Martial Saint powerhouses, how should we deal with them?

"The Huaxia tribe can establish a slave army, and those who are willing to join can use the life spirit liquid to heal them, I have refined a batch of masks that can control their life and death, and there are soul talismans in them, as long as they refine the masks and wear them, they can control their life and death.

Tell them that those who join the slave army to fight for the Huaxia tribe and make great contributions or survive after a hundred years can join the Huaxia tribe and become a tribesman and enjoy the same treatment as other tribesmen. ”

At this time, Ling Xiao suddenly appeared beside them and said to Nangong Wuyun that it was not that he was a Holy Mother, but that the Huaxia tribe was already lacking strength now, and these people stayed after being treated, and they could fight against foreign races in the future.

For Ling Xiao, the internal struggle in the Minghan Realm was not important, his eyes had been staring at the Heavenly Alien Race, although the internal struggle of the Human Race could cultivate batches of strong people, but it could not let these strong people die easily, if they wanted to die, they had to let them die on the battlefield of fighting against the alien race, and play their true role.

"Okay, since that's the case, let's treat our seriously injured strong people in front of them, let them witness the miracle, and then tell them the truth. Nangong Wuyun nodded, and then said.

On the edge of the battlefield dozens of miles away from the Huaxia tribe, more than 1,800 seriously injured people from the Black Wind tribe and more than 2,000 seriously injured people from the Huaxia tribe were lying together, most of them were mutilated or mutilated, and basically only one breath was left.

However, as long as the head is not blown up, or the heart is pierced, or the dantian is destroyed and dies on the spot, he can hold on for a day or two before he dies.

"Brothers, everyone hold on, the Ling Alliance Master has already taken out a large amount of life spirit liquid to treat everyone, and it won't take long for everyone to fully recover. At this time, dozens of figures appeared in mid-air, led by the patriarch Nangong Wuyun, who told everyone aloud.

"Hahaha, we have the Ling Alliance Lord's Life Spirit Liquid, and we won't die. ”

"That's right, the last time I encircled and suppressed a peak demon, Lao Tzu was seriously injured once, and then he wasn't cured, otherwise how could he still participate in the war today. ”

"In a few days, we will be good again, and if the robbers of the Black Wind Tribe dare to come again, we will dare to fight with them. ”

Suddenly, the seriously injured powerhouses of the Huaxia tribe laughed one after another, the reason why they had so many seriously injured people was because they fought hard with their opponents in battle, and they were not afraid of serious injuries but also seriously injured opponents.

Therefore, most of the seriously injured people of the Black Wind Tribe lying around were injured by these seriously injured Huaxia powerhouses, and many more were killed by them, so both sides knew each other because of the battle.

"Everyone, bear with us, you can take the Life Spiritual Liquid immediately, and you will get better soon. Immediately, hundreds of figures began to get busy in the crowd, taking drops of life spirit liquid for the strong men of the Huaxia tribe.

These life spirit liquids were specially made by Ling Xiao for Yaya recently, most of them were at the level of Martial Venerable Martial Saints, and only a small number of them were at the level of Martial King, for the current Yaya, refining a few more pieces of emperor-level source crystals could make a large amount of life spirit liquid.

"It's so comfortable. ”

"Maybe after Lao Tzu recovers, his cultivation will still be able to be enhanced?"

"Haha, cool, don't worry about serious injuries when you fight in the future. ”

The Huaxia powerhouse smiled while taking the life spirit liquid, and then began to refine the life spirit liquid one by one with his eyes closed, and the injuries on his body recovered rapidly, including some stumps and broken bodies were also slowly growing.

The powerhouses of the Black Wind Tribe were blushing when they saw it, but there were more than ten Martial King powerhouses and more than a hundred Martial Saint powerhouses of the Huaxia Tribe around them, and they didn't dare to act rashly at all.

Half a day later, the aura of the seriously injured powerhouses of the Huaxia tribe became stronger and stronger, and some of the weaker injured powerhouses had all recovered, while those who were more seriously injured were gradually recovering after taking more life spirit liquid, and I believe that they could all recover in just one day.

And the seriously injured powerhouses of the Black Wind Tribe died dozens more in this half a day, and the others looked at their dead companions and watched the powerhouses of the Huaxia tribe fully recover one by one, and their hearts not only turned over the monstrous waves, but also filled with a desire for life.

"My lord, can you give us a cure, we also want to live. Finally, a seriously injured powerhouse of the Black Wind Tribe couldn't help but shout.

"yes, we don't want to die either. We have no grudges or enmity with the Huaxia tribe, it was the high-level of the Black Wind tribe who asked us to attack the Huaxia tribe, and we didn't actually want to come. ”

"My lord, as long as you can save me and let me live, I am willing to do anything. ”

Immediately, that person's words were responded to by a large number of seriously injured powerhouses in the Black Wind Tribe, all of these people have families and families, and they have also practiced for decades or hundreds of years to have today's cultivation strength, which is not easy.

If there was no way to heal their injuries, they would still be bent on dying, and they wouldn't think about it so much, but seeing that the strong people of the Huaxia tribe who were as seriously injured as them had fully recovered one by one, their desire to save their lives naturally became stronger.

"Ladies and gentlemen, God has the virtue of good deeds, and we are all human races, and we don't want to watch you die like this, this is a waste of our human resources.

However, you have a hostile relationship with my Huaxia tribe, and we can't easily treat you, so we must have conditions, and only by accepting our conditions will we come to the rescue, otherwise we can only wait for you to help bury you after you die. ”

Hearing more and more seriously injured people crying out for treatment, Nangong Wuyun smiled secretly, but he still glanced at those seriously injured with an expressionless face and said, the voice spread all over the surrounding ten miles radius, and all the seriously injured people in the Black Wind Tribe heard it.

"My lord, what are the conditions, please tell me. ”

"No matter what the conditions, as long as it can keep me alive, I will agree. ”

"yes, what could be more important than being alive. ”

After hearing Nangong Wuyun's voice, more seriously injured people responded, and thought about it carefully, what condition is more unacceptable than death, if you can't accept it, it's a big deal to die.

"Okay, my Huaxia tribe is going to establish a slave army, and all of you who are willing to join can be cured. After joining the slave army, you must fight for the Huaxia tribe, make enough merit or live in the war for a hundred years, then you can be released from the slave army status and become a member of the Huaxia tribe, with the same status and treatment as other tribesmen. Nangong Wuyun's voice rang out, and many of the seriously injured were silent.

"Will it allow us to fight the Black Wind Tribe?" asked Xu Shicheng, the seriously injured Martial King powerhouse.

"Of course, if the Black Wind Tribe invades our Huaxia Tribe again, you will be the vanguard. I know that you may feel that you cannot do anything to your former companions, but you are seriously wounded and dying, and the strong men of the Black Wind tribe have abandoned you as if you were dead.

Now it is our Huaxia tribe that has helped you to survive in danger of death, which is equivalent to your life again, so why worry about the previous tribes? Of course, if you meet your family members, you can persuade them to return to the Huaxia tribe, and they can get better treatment. ”

Nangong Wuyun then persuaded loudly, and also gave a temptation-filled suggestion, which immediately made the seriously injured people of the Black Wind Tribe moved, and they expressed their willingness to accept the conditions of the Huaxia Tribe to join the slave army.

"Start treating them, but only give them a small amount of life spirit liquid at first, and when they recover to a certain level, immediately let them refine their masks to accept control, and kill them on the spot if they are unwilling. Nangong Wuyun nodded, and then gave an order.

At this time, the seriously injured powerhouses of the Huaxia tribe had basically recovered, and they stayed next to the seriously injured people of the Black Wind tribe and did not leave, supervising them to refine the mask to accept control, and those who dared to disobey or had other ideas were killed immediately.

However, to be able to live again, these strong people have already been mentally prepared, knowing that it is impossible for the Huaxia tribe to fully believe in them, and it is acceptable to impose a ban on them, and no one resists or dares to resist.

"Patriarch, a total of 1,762 seriously injured people joined the slave army, including one junior martial king, two junior demon kings, 688 martial saint powerhouses, and the rest are martial arts powerhouses. ”

A day later, the statistics were sent to Nangong Wuyun, nearly 1,800 powerhouses above the realm of Martial Venerable, who were originally about to die, but now all of them have recovered their bodies, and they can recover their cultivation strength in a few more days.

"Very good, with this slave army, the strength of our Huaxia tribe will be stronger in the future. The most important thing is that in the future, we can use this method to recruit more strong people and increase the number and scale of the slave army, and the slave army will definitely become a powerful combat force of the Chinese tribe in the future. ”

Nangong Wuyun secretly admired Ling Xiao's method, of course, he had to have the life spirit liquid and mask forbidden by Ling Xiao to be able to completely control this slave army, and Ling Xiao had already given him the forbidden jade plate that commanded and controlled the slave army, and let him personally control this army.

"Patriarch, we also suffered a lot of losses in this war, but we captured more, and all kinds of materials added up to a mountain, which was enough for the tribe to consume for a while. Zhang Yufan said happily.

"Our tribe has the earth as the backing, and there is no shortage of all kinds of resources, so as long as it is a strong person who has made contributions in the war, enough rewards will be given according to the merits, so that everyone can transform resources into cultivation and strength, and more strong people will be born, so that the tribe can develop and grow, and there will be more resources in the future. ”

Nangong Wuyun waved his hand and said, when the powerhouses of the Martial Alliance came from the earth, they brought a lot of resources, and most of them were needed for the cultivation of the Martial Saint level, and the resources needed for the cultivation of the Martial King were provided by Ling Xiao, so what the powerhouses of the Huaxia tribe lacked was the time for cultivation, not resources.

"Alliance leader, do you think the Black Wind Tribe will start a war again after this defeat?" Not long after, Nangong Wuyun came to Ling Xiao's side to eat and chatted with Ling Xiao.

"It shouldn't be anytime soon, but sooner or later there will be a fight. They may find a more powerful backer, or maybe a strong Martial Emperor, so they have to give it a try. Ling Xiao said with a faint smile.

"That's for nothing, and if you do it again, you must make them lose even more, and you can't give up easily. Nangong Wuyun knew that Ling Xiao's cultivation had broken through to the Martial Emperor realm, so even if the other party invited the Martial Emperor powerhouse, he was not worried.

"Well, if the Martial Emperor powerhouse of the Minghan Realm makes a move, then I will also make a move, and if I want to make a big fuss, after all, I won't stay in the Minghan Realm for too long, the Ten Thousand Realms Tower must go back, there are too many good things there, and the earth and the Huaxia tribe need a lot of resources to develop. Ling Xiao nodded and said.

Although he would not kill on a large scale, he had to let a group of supreme beings in the Minghan Realm know their existence and their relationship with the Huaxia tribe, so that the Huaxia tribe could get more time to develop.