Even though the hundreds of steam-iron ships of the Wuli Expeditionary Force were divided into three columns, the length of the entire fleet still spread twenty or thirty kilometers after the ships were isolated from a safe distance, sailing on the sea like a steel troll that could not be seen from head to tail on the moon-shaped island, and the disturbed coastal Hell tribes were all panicked and commotioned.

There were a few tribes that lived by fishing and hunting, and when the low wooden boats were loaded with catches and slowly returned to the sea, they encountered the Wuli fleet and were directly crushed into pieces by the iron boats, and the naked arrogance and hostility made the dead and wounded people on the shore fear and hatred, and gathered in a heap to make a look of vigilance.

"It seems that a small tribe of only twenty or thirty thousand people knows how to build ships and fish, and the Hellenos on the outer islands are indeed more advanced in civilization than the natives on Wuli Island, but fortunately, Wuli has an Aruba, and now they have already surpassed them..."Zhang Lisheng stood beside the side of the ship and muttered to himself as he looked at the grinning natives from afar.

The corpse of the alien native fisherman who had been crushed by the iron ship was scattered into a blood-red color under the agitation of the giant steam ship at his feet, and then the young captain who was piloting Wu Li's flagship pointed to the shore and shouted: "Great conqueror, this coast is already a rare harbor, at least thirty steam warships can be berthed, and the fleet can dock in turn..."

"Ban Saru, are you sure that the iron ship will not run aground here?" Zhang Lisheng asked in a loud voice as he carefully surveyed the shore again without looking back, interrupting the captain's words.

"Looking at the color of the sea and the topography of the water, I can be sure with my life that the steamship will never run aground with the great conqueror. Bansaru replied categorically.

"Very good Bansala, then I'll clean the shore first. You sail to the shore. Zhang Lisheng said with a hideous smile on his face, and the skin and flesh of his whole body turned over, crawling out of thousands of tiny insects.

Seeing this strange scene, even if the Wuli warriors were brutal and cruel, and knew that the leader of the Dao tribe had always liked to drive giant insects to fight, he still couldn't help but feel a chill in his back.

And those insects that could fly after leaving the young man's body grew into the wind, and soon turned into giant insects the size of a treehouse and rushed to the shore;

Those who could not fly jumped into the sea before swelling up and swam to the shore in horror, and in an instant, the hundreds of natives on guard on the shore turned into food for poisonous insects.

And when the hundreds of alien fishermen and warriors on guard were killed and wounded in just a few breaths. Hundreds of meters from the shoreline, a stone giant covered in moss suddenly sprang out from the tribe of Hell on its body. He leaped down a long distance and landed on the seashore, his body trembling as soft as rubber.

"Did the guardian spirit of the tribe appear, but unfortunately it was too late..."After seeing the stone giant appear on the iron ship, he raised his fist and feet to fight back the witch worm, Zhang Lisheng whispered to himself with a contemptuous smile on his face. "And even if such a weak spirit appears, it is so likely to save the tide of battle..."

What I didn't expect was that the young man's voice had just landed. All the giant insects that were struck by the stone giant began to grow gray-black moist moss. After a while, the rotten thick skin and carapace on the surface of the body could not bear the weight of the organs, and the shell collapsed on the beach, quickly decaying and turning into a sticky fungus flowing freely. Spread moss to more witch worms.

After showing his strange ability, the stone giant, who had turned the tide of the battle in one fell swoop, roared loudly, "Katayas, Donidia, Shananel, you don't come quickly.

The exiles who sail the big ships at sea are not easy to mess with, and it will be too late for them to choose the target for attack if we don't show the strength of our Qiluon tribe quickly. ”

"Tetes, if I let you fight, you will fight, don't bargain with me," there was an angry roar from the tribe in the distance, "A tribal offering that changes the seasons in exchange for your full strength this time, you can't just use a few tricks to count your best efforts, right?"

The Guardian Spirits of the Hell tribe on this side of the shore argued loudly, revealing that they were not particularly afraid of the Wuli fleet;

On the flagship of the fleet over there, Zhang Lisheng had already transformed into a hideous giant more than ten meters tall with the power of the golden toad, his mouth cracked and stretched continuously until it turned into a large black hole with a diameter of more than five meters, and spewed out a cyclone that seemed to tear through space towards the stone giant that was tightly surrounded by the witch insects who were not afraid of destruction after being infected with the fungus.

The cyclone rushed into the stone man with a hurricane, stirring it up with the giant insects around it.

In the storm 'Dragon's Eye', the stone giant suddenly let out a hoarse roar of pain, and the soft body was constantly twisted into various strange shapes by the fierce and incomparable air current, and finally broke into a pile of gravel, until at this time, the whirling sound of the cyclone erupted by Zhang Lisheng's golden toad incarnation sounded sharply but violently in the sky near the sea.

In the roaring wind, a low roar rang out from the Hell tribe near the coast, "Tetes is dead, and protecting these red-armored spirits is not such an easy character to coax, and we can only fight to the death."

All the warriors of Qiluang, take up your weapons and charge, and the servants and women find all the grease in the tribe, and even if 'Qiluang' is a thing of the past today, we will not let the enemy have a good time..."

The roar was followed by a neat chorus of echoes among the tribe, "Do your bidding, Great Remodeler." Obviously, the warriors of this Hell tribe called 'Qiluang' are elite and brave, and even when they are absolutely disadvantaged, they dare to face a strong enemy without being discouraged or despairing.

It's a pity that at this time, under the guidance of the flagship, more than a dozen Wuli battlefields have docked.

Led by the leader of the warriors who had mastered the power of magic, thousands of Wuli warriors riding on giant spiders drove their 'partners' to jump directly from the ship, form a battle formation, and rush towards the Hell tribe six or seven hundred meters away.

After all, it is difficult for a tenacious will to compete with the material that exists in reality.

When the alien warrior wielding a wooden-handled spear and wearing rudimentary leather armor stood in vain on the dirt floor, trying to block the crimson iron armor around him;

The weapons in his hands are all black iron that has been removed from impurities in the volcanic furnace, and they are directly stamped with a hydraulic machine tool with an impact force of more than 10,000 tons, and even the huge spider under the crotch is covered in thin and strong chain mail, and the long limbs and feet are covered with razor-like blades, and the courage becomes a sad joke.

Even with the help of the guardian spirits, they only killed less than a hundred Wuli warriors, and the entire defense line of tens of thousands of warriors in 'Qilian' has become a plate of scattered sand.

"This kind of elite and powerful battle array charge, they, they are not at all putting on a fierce appearance to intimidate others into fleeing tribes, but real conquerors who are really fighting across the island!

And it must be from, from the 'Raging Streams'..."The reality that the enemy would make the battle uncontrollable with a single charge caused a guardian spirit with the head of a giant shark of the Qiluon tribe to roar in terror.

And this negligence caused this powerful spirit to be attacked by the eleven leaders of the Wuli warriors who had the power to cast mana in the same thousand-person battle array, and lost his life due to serious injuries.

The battle had just begun to show the final answer, Zhang Lisheng, who had never left the deck of the sea ship, drove thousands of witch insects and his expeditionary army to roam the Qiluang tribe's habitat;

Feel the pleasure of the long-lost magic power boiling and growing in the flesh and blood;

Looking at the devastating battle situation in the distance, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a smug expression, "It seems that the thorough preparation has not been in vain, as long as these 100,000 Wuli warriors have enough magic support, they can be used as six or seven hundred thousand ordinary Hell warriors, and when they encounter a Hell tribe with less than 100,000 people, they will already be crushed!"

After saying this, the young man who had not dispersed the power of the golden toad felt that the time had come, raised his head and roared, jumped off the giant steam ship, jumped and rushed towards the totem stone pillar of the Qiluang tribe, and knocked the pillar to the ground with a shoulder resistance.

Then he roared and cracked his mouth to smash the largest bark house next to the totem pole, snatching the tribal annals of 'Qiluang' and destroying the last hope of the aliens.

Looking around, thousands of Qiluang warriors had already lost their weapons in their hands, Zhang Lisheng breathed a sigh of relief, and after returning to his normal posture, he casually pointed to a samurai leader with two feathers on his head and said, "You take your men here to preside over the conversion ceremony of this tribe.

The other warriors followed me along the coast, and before the natives of this island could unite to resist our conquest, we were to destroy the most alien tribes in the shortest possible time. ”

"Obey the great conqueror. The words of the tribal master were in line with the morale of the Wuli warriors, and only the samurai leader who had been chosen to preside over the conversion ceremony of the Qiluang people showed a depressed face.

But he never dared to refute Zhang Lisheng's orders, so he could only endure silently, and after the 100,000 Wuli warriors left in battle, he brutally drove the women and children of 'Qiluang' to bury their tribe with the same depressed warriors under him.

Since Wu Li is a cross-island conquest, he has to recreate a new totem pole on the island from the corpses of samurai who died in battle.

When the pool of blood littered with the corpses of the Qiluang turned the totem pole and tribal annals of Qiluang into howling black smoke, and was blown away by a mysterious force into the pile of Wuli warrior corpses that had been carefully wiped off with clean water, cleaned, and placed together naked, a trace of afterglow of the sun happened to disappear under the sea level.

After a long time, the black smoke gradually corroded and turned the corpses of all the war dead in Wu Li into thick skin, which was slowly blown by the sea breeze and naturally solidified into a stone pillar only two or three meters high, and the bright moon had already climbed into the middle of the sky.

At this time, dozens or hundreds of Wuli warriors began to ride giant spiders, driving away a large number of defeated alien infernoes, and the ashen totem pole appeared in the habitat of the Qiluang tribe that had just perished, so it took only four days and three nights to turn the dwarf Wuli stone pillar into a magnificent totem nearly 100 meters high. (To be continued......)

PS: One more dedication