The Tuxing clan, the Kuafu clan, and the Chiyou clan combined, the three major tribes combined gathered a total of 200 combatable soldiers.

Although the number of people is small, but with the backdrop of the giants of the Kuafu clan, it also looks magnificent, holding their heads high, and advancing towards the settlement of the black crow tribe.

Along the way, they encountered several tribes, but Wu Ye seemed to be very common wild tribes, and there were no such gifted and strange people with strange bones as them.

Most of these savage tribes originally lived in the heart of the Nine Springs Wasteland, and they were all expelled to the edge of the wasteland by the pig demons, so they naturally shared the same hatred.

Hearing that the largest crow tribe in the wasteland had decided to crusade against the pig demons, the savages all screamed and did not hesitate to send troops to help in the battle.

So, when they arrived at the rift valley where the Crow tribe was located two days later, Wu Ye had already followed behind a mighty team of eight hundred people.

What appeared before his eyes was an incomparably magnificent scene.

In the endless flat wasteland, it was like being slashed by a giant, and a rift valley thousands of feet long appeared.

The cliffs, which are almost straight up and down, become a natural barrier to this rift valley, and only a rugged path carved out of the cliff can descend to the bottom of the valley more than 300 zhang deep.

In the cliffs next to this path, a number of cat-ear-like holes have been carved, and in each hole squats a fierce wild man, armed with a stone spear and a stone axe, which can cause the intruder to fall hundreds of feet to the bottom of the valley with a single stab outward.

There are thousands of tents in the rift valley, and thousands of wild men are lighting fires around them for cooking.

However, Tuxing Zhao said that these were not the savages of the Black Crow Tribe, but reinforcements from all directions.

The real crows live in artificial caves dug around the valley floor, and do not live in tents.

"This is the second best place in the entire wasteland besides Nine Springs!" Tuxing Zhao swallowed with envy.

It took the group more than two hours to go deep into the valley along the sheep intestine path.

Wu Ye looked around with some curiosity, this rift valley was similar to the crater he had encountered in the Ranblade Gorge, and they all formed a self-contained small environment, and the air at the bottom of the valley was humid and the climate was suitable. There is also a small stream that flows through it.

Wu Ye even saw several dark-skinned women, hanging, working hard in a piece of farmland.

What surprised him the most, though, was a pink-skinned, pointy-headed, ball-like beast of flesh that was ubiquitous, in the thousands of caves around the valley floor. There are inevitably three or four of them in any cave, and they look like fat-headed pigs with big ears, but their noses are pointed, and their ears are not so big, making a "squeak" sound.

"What's that?" Wu Ye asked Tuxing Zhao curiously.

He was sure that this was artificially bred food livestock, and that the Crow tribe was able to become the largest tribe in the wasteland, and it should have something to do with this kind of livestock.

"That's a fanged rat!"

Tuxing Zhao swallowed his saliva, his face full of greed, "The Black Crow Tribe has a secret technique for domesticating wild fanged rats. At first, they just caught the fanged rat, knocked out its front teeth, and used it to make all sorts of tools! But the fangless rat was also very difficult to catch. If you are not careful, you will die, and later the crow tribe found that the teeth of the fanged rats grow very quickly, and after they are pulled out, new ones will grow after a month or two! Therefore, they simply raised a batch of fierce tooth rats, just to pull out their teeth, and as a result, they raised them, and they actually raised such a batch of big and delicious food. It is precisely because of these mild-toothed rat variants that their tribe has grown to more than 7,000 people!"

Wu Ye nodded, just now he saw that the armor on these savages and the weapons in their hands were a little strange, and now that he thinks about it, they are probably made of the teeth of the fanged rats...,

Toothed rats are known for their two shovel-like front teeth. Each front tooth is bigger than an adult's hand, and the tip is extremely sharp!

After these savages knocked off the front teeth of the fanged rat, they cut a few holes in the back and tied it to a leg bone of the ferocious rat, which was an excellent axe.

If rat skin is cut into clothing. It was inlaid with a few of the front teeth of the moat, and it became a lightweight, sturdy leather armor again.

The group walked towards the middle of the rift.

Among the many tents, there is a particularly tall one, with a large flag fluttering in front of it, surrounded by black feathers, and a hideous black giant bird can be seen in the middle of the flag.

Two samurai in bone armor spoke in unison, letting out a cry similar to the crow of a crow, and out of the tent came a small, but dignified man.

This man has cyan tattoos on his face and body that resemble giant birds, a bone chain made of mouse bones on his neck, a piece of mouse skin tied around his waist, and criss-crossing scars on his upper body, which seems to be the patriarch of the crow clan.

His appearance reminded Wu Ye of the Great Xia soldiers he had seen thousands of times in his dreams, and he suddenly felt a sense of intimacy, as if his comrades in the dream had been resurrected.

The black crow patriarch's gaze was a little stern, and he turned around on everyone, and suddenly said a few words of bird language to the leader of the Chiyou clan, the two of them came and went, the more they talked, the faster they talked, and the air became tense for a while.

Tuxing Zhao asked the clansmen to take two steps back, and then said to Wu Ye:

"The bull-headed big man, the tribes in the wasteland, the relationship is not very good, and they often fight! A year ago, the Chiyou clan also attacked a camp of the black crow clan and snatched ten women! If it weren't for the pig demon being too powerful, we wouldn't have thought of joining forces, don't worry, they just shouted two words, and they won't really fight!"

Sure enough, the Black Crow Patriarch and the Chiyou Patriarch gestured for a while, both of them felt that they had an explanation for their respective clansmen, and suddenly punched each other in the chest, hugged each other hard, and let out a burst of piercing laughter.

Subsequently, the black crow patriarch expressed his gratitude to the Kuafu clan, the Kuafu clan has a gentle temper, and has rarely participated in the fight in the wasteland, this time in order to fight against the pig demon, all the adult males were dispatched, and indeed a great sacrifice was made.

In the end, the black crow patriarch set his eyes on Wu Ye.

The words of the black crow patriarch were even more difficult to understand than the bird language spoken by Tuxing Zhao, Wu Ye listened to it for a long time, and even guessed that he half understood, and people were asking him what he was doing.

Of course, Wu Ye will not say that he is actually the same as the pig demon, and he wants to take the wasteland as his own, or the old cliché - King Wuwei and his old man are very concerned about the Terran compatriots living in the wasteland, so he sent him to the wasteland to see if the compatriots have any needs, whether they can set up a trading base in the wasteland, transport some materials from the outside world, especially weapons, to solve the urgent needs of the compatriots.

However, after hearing that a small pig demon dared to ravage the wasteland, he was filled with righteous indignation and anger, his violent temper was like a flood bursting the embankment, no matter how he pressed it, he came to the crow tribe desperately, hoping to fight side by side with his fellow Terrans to defeat the pig demon!

"Alas, it's a pity that we didn't know in advance that such a big event happened in the wasteland, otherwise, no matter how small our Win clan is, seven or eight hundred thousand soldiers can still take it, what kind of pig demon, one person will drown it with a mouthful of spit!

"Seven or eight hundred thousand?" the savages were stunned.

"Ah, that's what our patriarch brags about, he said that when I'm out of the house, I'd rather exaggerate my strength so as not to be bullied, but in fact there are only 100,000 soldiers, and the equipment is also ordinary, it's this kind of tattered big knife. ”...,

Wu Ye pulled out the nine-ring golden-backed machete.

The patriarchs of the seventeen or eighteen savage tribes all gathered around at once, and their eyes were as bright as small lanterns!

Wu Ye's machete was taken down from the wall in the mountain monkey's room in the Bullhead Walled City, how could it be "tattered", it was clearly a priceless Zeal-level talisman soldier!

It's a pity that these savages have lived in the wasteland for thousands of years, and most of them still use stone axes, bone blades, and even metal weapons are rarely seen, let alone such exquisite rune arrays, infinitely powerful runic soldiers!

Several patriarchs were so hungry that they drooled, stretched out their hands to touch but didn't dare, and the black crow patriarch was also dizzy, his heart was like a cat's paw scratching, but he still had to maintain the majesty of the head of the clan, and the expression on his face was called an instantaneous change.

"Come, let's all try our hands, if the trading base can really be built, this kind of talisman soldiers, we have!" said Wu Ye lightly.

When the black crow patriarch heard this, he was overjoyed, and snatched the nine-ring gold-backed machete, played for a long time, and couldn't put it down, and the rest of the patriarchs stretched their necks beside them, waiting for anxiety, the Chiyou patriarch simply split his hand to grab it, the two of them fought for me, and somehow triggered the ban of the Fu soldiers, a flame blade slashed out silently, and a fierce toothed rat that was more than a dozen zhang away suddenly turned into a fireball, and before he could jump up, he fell to the ground and burned into a charred black ball.

There was a burst of exclamations from the crowd.

Everyone played for a long time before they reluctantly returned the nine-ring golden-backed machete to Wu Ye, looking at him with a little more respect in his eyes, even though he was alone, he also regarded him as a real patriarch, and invited him into the tent to discuss matters.

The tent was covered with a thick layer of rat skin, and seventeen or eighteen animal oil lamps were lit around it, and the wicks were made of two ferocious rat tails, and a total of twenty patriarchs, plus Wu Ye, sat around, each with a burnt rat leg in front of them.

The black crow patriarch sat in the middle, his expression was sometimes angry, sometimes sad, sometimes generous, sometimes hideous, Wu Ye didn't understand very well, please Tuxing Zhao explained next to him, it turned out that the black crow patriarch was denouncing the pig demon's crimes. (Your support is my biggest motivation.) )