To conquer a huge Hell island like Scorpion Island, Wu Li's preparations were very natural and thorough before the start of the war.

For example, the marching food in the war is a very tight baconized jerky with nuts and nuts packed with waterproof beast intestines, and this kind of food is very full when eaten into the stomach, and it is nutritious and not easy to damage, and it is very easy to stack it in strips, and the grain of the whole army for a year is scattered and packed into the bottom of the fleet, and even half of it is not filled.

Before landing, the Wuli warriors stuffed them densely into a tough bamboo basket made of vines on the back of the 'war partner', and sixty pieces were enough to maintain their full physical strength and fight for three months.

As for drinking water, the island's rainy weather and the natural thirst-tolerant nature of the Hellones meant that the trained ones did not need to carry water even for long periods of continuous combat.

And during the break between battles, the newly converted people in the newly conquered lands and hunting grounds of the 'Wu Li' army on Scorpion Island will also replenish them with abundant food.

Today, with four-fifths of the island captured, it can be said that the Wuli Expeditionary Force has no problem with how long they want to rest, but their opponents are by no means so lucky.

The four million warriors of the Tribal Alliance are all the armed forces in the hands of the remaining tribes of Scorpion Island, most of these warriors are hunters, a few are fishermen, and they are all new forces hunting for food for their clans.

In the long jungle, countless dwarf Helleniters were piled up in groups. Lined up horizontally, or chatting excitedly, or looking around and not knowing what they were thinking, or boredom bowing their heads and napping.

From the air, the 'wall' forged by warriors stretches for more than 100 kilometers, cutting off the narrow woodland that connects Scorpion Island's head and body.

At this moment, in the middle of the defensive line, in a huge bark house with the heads of fierce beasts hanging from the branches of the trees that escaped from the outside, hundreds of infernoes and hideous spirits wearing long furs sat in a large circle on the ground, obviously under their buttocks were the softest and most precious animal skins, but these tribal leaders and guardian spirits were as uncomfortable as if they were sitting on coals of fire, and their faces were gloomy and moved from time to time.

The atmosphere was dreary and no one spoke in the bark house for a long time. Suddenly, one of the bodies sitting in the circle closest to the gate was fat. The middle-aged Hellman who looked like he was full of flesh looked at an old man with a goatee directly opposite him and said with a bitter face: "Captain Sarudada, your wisdom is so good that it really scares our enemies, but it really can't go on like this for a long time.

The line dragged on for so long. The enemy and everyone has a 'war partner'. Wait until you wake up and concentrate your forces and rush. It will definitely break the gap.

What's more important is food, now the tribes in the federation live on surplus food, and those girls and children can't even earn their own rations when they hunt and go to the sea.

And so on. If we don't attack with all our forces, we won't be able to hold out for long and we'll go hungry. ”

The meaning of the middle-aged Hell Man's words was like a question, but the tone was more like wanting to seek an answer, but the old man of the indigenous people showed a shallow smile on his face that was different from others, as if he hadn't heard his words, and asked with a pleasant face: "Respected allies, my waist is beginning to ache faintly, it seems that the heavy rain is coming, can you make a few braziers?"

Listening to the old man began to pretend to be advanced again, one of the spirits sitting around was a spirit with a flattened sea fish head, and a tall land man's body urged loudly: "Sarudadatou, tell me your clever plan quickly, just be able to defeat the enemy, not to mention the fire, even if you burn this tree house on fire." ”

"Go get me some braziers," the old man first instructed the servants on the side, then shook his head at the fish-headed human spirit and said, "Powerful Agutes maintainer, if I could have the idea to defeat such a powerful enemy, then the Malorolu tribe would have ruled the entire Scorpion Island long ago."

My idea is to delay the enemy's attack, and whether or not I can defeat them is left to heaven. ”

"Don't be humble anymore, head of Sarudada, your wisdom reached the ears of each of us forty years ago, and if it weren't for your back and forth, this huge tribal alliance would not have existed at all.

Now that the enemy has indeed stopped the expedition, please tell me what to do next. Listening to the old man still playing tricks, a stout ape with a hairy black bear head and a thick hairy ape body sitting on the ground with a spirit more than two meters tall said with some dissatisfaction.

Then the handyman entered the bark house with an iron basin, and respectfully placed it in front of the old man of Hellfire, rubbing the flint and igniting the grease on the plate.

"Whew, this fire is so warm. The blazing fire on Sarudada's face was flushed, and the plainness added a bit of majesty to him, but he did not make good use of it, but continued to say calmly: "The enemy who invaded the island this time has fallen from the sky, and its strength is incredible.

We know too little about them, and at the moment I have only deduced from the descriptions of the few poor runaways, and from what I have seen with my own eyes, that the tribe to which the enemy belongs should not be as large as we originally thought, or much smaller than Scorpion Island, so that when our tribal alliance desperately expells an army of four million, it is finally taken into account.

And judging by the speed with which they exterminated their tribes, with the protection of elite weapons, war partners, and...'island gods'..."

"Lord Sarudada, you mean that we are facing an expeditionary force guarded by an 'island god', you, how do you know this?"

The confederacy's worrisome intelligence gave Sarudada a subtle look of contempt, and he smiled and explained, "Just consider how little the enemy's physical strength has weakened in continuous battles, and how strong their physique is beyond common sense, you can tell that this army must have a divine power gain.

Well, I'll cut a long story short, our enemy is a formidable army that can barely be sharp when attacking, so I'm going to show all the forces of the Horde Alliance first and stop it from being 'sharp'.

As for the food problem mentioned by the maintainers of Agutes, I have calculated that the surplus food of all the tribes together is enough for the army to support the sun rising and setting for seven days, so if you extrapolate it, take the most likely number, all the tribes of the alliance take out the hidden stocks, and the army can support at least twenty days..."

Hearing Sarudada say this, several tribal leaders even shouted loudly 'Guardian Spirits': "Twenty days, Sarudada's heads, our 'Usama' has no hidden food..."

"Yes, yes, the Asadan tribe has also handed over all the surplus food to the Alliance..."

Amidst the clamor of the clamour, the old man of Hell began to bow his head and roast the fire with a calm face, as if he had suddenly become deaf and dumb, and never said a word again.

Seeing that no one was paying attention, the leaders and guardian spirits who were arguing that the tribe had no surplus food were slowly closed, and only then did Sarudada slowly continue: "Honorable allies, I am not forcing or begging you to bring out the hidden food.

I just want to warn everyone that the consequences of not having enough surplus food are very simple, the inheritance of all the tribes of the alliance will be cut off, and we will all be turned into corpses, the truth is so cruel. ”

The old man said this, but he stopped talking, and after a while, when the atmosphere in the treehouse was so heavy that it was almost breathless, he turned around and took out a thick tobacco that only grows on the mainland, and smoked it deliciously.

With a somewhat choking smell of burnt, a burst of white mist spread from the tobacco on Sarudada's fingertips, looking at his face that looked blurred in the smoke, the spirit of the bear-headed ape who had spoken not long ago suddenly asked: "Sarudadatou, if there is enough surplus food, what can we do?"

"Wait, Conqueror of Yatdra, we can only wait," the Old Man of Hell said solemnly, "the enemy is not as strong as we can match, we have to wait for it to make a mistake on its own, but it is not difficult to do this, because the master of this army is too proud."

In the era when the Rutena tribe dominated Scorpion Island, the entire island was mapped, and in that map, the hunting grounds of our alliance tribes together were only one-fifth the size of Scorpion Island, which means that the enemy has occupied the other four-fifths of the island, but the army it uses to fight is still the warriors brought from the 'outer islands'..."

"You're saying that the master of that army has conquered tens of millions of Hellites on Scorpion Island, but hasn't drawn a single soldier from them..."The bear-headed ape-like spirit's eyes lit up and he said in surprise.

"Yes, great Conqueror of Atedra, this is our only chance, our chance to defeat that unbeatable arrogant 'god'," Saluda finally had the usual hideous expression on his face, "The ships we Darukots have made are no different from those of the landmen, but even then we can only roam the islands near Scorpion Island.

It is impossible for millions of elite troops with 'partners' to cross the sea to attack Scorpion Island.

The dark tides that appear from time to time in the northern and southern seas of the 'giant scorpion' are enough to tear apart the strongest ships, and in addition to the sea monsters and storms, they are the invincible natural enemies of ships, so I conclude that our enemies have come to Scorpion Island with the kind of big ships that fly in the sky, under the protection of hordes of Hippogriffs, so it is much easier.

The number of flying ships and harpys they showed was small, and they probably planned to use this 'sharp weapon' to surprise the defense line and raid the tribal habitat behind us at a critical moment.

But this kind of flying ship has actually appeared in the city of the landers, and it looks amazing, if you put a lightning rod on it, even thunder and lightning can't penetrate it, but in fact, as long as a spear pokes hard, it will fall from the sky..." (To be continued......)