Although the Wuli clan is also a big clan, its population is only two or three million.

Speaking of which, the maximum number of troops that can be mobilized is more than five or six hundred thousand, but a little longer, without a decisive battle, can drag the Wu Li clan down.

In such a continuous strangulation, the young warriors of the Wuli clan have been killed and injured by more than one million.

After another battle, the Wu Li clan fought at this time, and there was only one way to surrender.

Then both sides of this war are clear that it is a war of national extinction.

The Wu Li clan just needs to grit their teeth and hold on.

Young and strong men are not only the main soldiers, but also the main force of production and labor.

If this drags on for a year, in winter, I don't know how many people in the Wuli clan will die of hunger!

War is not only fought by force, but also by money, food, weapons, and to put it bluntly, by productivity!

The population of Dayu is more than 500 times that of the Wuli clan, and the productivity can be said to be more than 10,000 times that of the Wuli clan.

The Dayu Dynasty was able to supply thousands of miles away and millions of troops of grain and grass.

And the Wuli clan can no longer guarantee the supply of materials when all the members are soldiers.

So much so that by the third year, the entire Wu Li clan had become the end of the crossbow.

After two consecutive difficult winters, the supply of supplies for the Wu Li clan has been extremely scarce.

Even weapons and materials could not be taken out, and when fighting with the Dayu army, they could only use bone arrows or stone arrows.

Even not only the old and weak, women and children, but even those soldiers have dishes on their faces.

At this time, everyone knew that the Wu Li clan had reached the end of their crossbows.

On the contrary, Dayu's side is getting stronger and stronger.

After two winters, the affairs of Tuntian gradually became popular.

Not only the military tun, but even the people's tun have also been carried out on a large scale.

After the imperial court promised to relocate the people of Songdesert with 100 acres of cultivated land per household, and the imperial court did not collect taxes for three years, a large number of people were moved to various parts of Songdesert.

Although the climate of the Far North is cold, there are also large tracts of fertile land that can be cultivated.

After there is a large amount of grain in the local area, although taxes cannot be levied, grain can be purchased on the spot, which solves the huge consumption of long-distance grain transportation.

So much so that by the third year, Wu Li could no longer organize a decent offensive.

The army exterminating these Wuli tribes is almost as easy as suppressing bandits.

The entire Wuli clan no longer has the strength to compete with the Dayu army!

In the far north, the clouds of war are dissipating.

Everywhere there were destroyed Wuli tribes, as well as burned meadows and trees that had regrown.

Everywhere on the earth, there were broken bones, broken swords, and even arrowheads.

Even though this battlefield has been cleaned up a long time ago, it is still like this.

In the past three years, the imperial army and the Wuli troops have fought from the Song Desert states to the far north.

There were originally millions of witches, and there would be no more than one-tenth left.

In the end, the imperial army fought all the way to the Beihai Sea, and the remaining Wuli clan was completely squeezed on the coast of the Beihai Sea and annihilated.

The final battle was fought on the shores of the North Sea, where the army of the Wuli clan was completely defeated.

Since then, the Wuli clan has never had any strength to resist.

At this time, Wang Zhenling stepped on this battlefield, and his hands seemed to move forward leisurely.

In a moment, a man wearing animal skins and a rough face appeared in front of Wang Zhenling.

After seeing Wang Zhenling, he didn't say a word, just fell to the ground, and then said: "Ask Xingjun to let my clan live?"

Wang Zhenling smiled faintly: "I didn't expect you, the ancestral god, to come to beg me for these descendants." It's just, how do you know that I'm going to let the Ers go?"

It turned out that this big man was none other than Wu Li, one of the top ten spirit witches in ancient times.

"Ask for the mercy of the star king!"

Wu Li said.

Although this Wu Li clan has been resurrected, he has not officially become a star monarch, and he is still the personality of the clan god.

Once the Wu Li clan perished, the Wu Li clan, as the clan god, would of course also be destroyed.

I can't help but ask for mercy in front of Wang Zhenling!

At this time, most of the Wuli tribe had been strangled.

Some of the remaining tribes fled into some deep mountains and old forests.

But he is also facing the fate of being surrounded and suppressed!

"Chopping the grass does not remove the roots, and the spring breeze blows and grows. ”

"Many of our tribes have fled into the deep mountains of the forest sea, and it is not easy for Xingjun to destroy my clan.

I have already admitted defeat, and I will not dare to embarrass Xingjun in the future. Please also ask Xingjun to give me a way out!"

In the far north, there are countless huge primeval forests of the Han Dynasty, thousands of miles, or even tens of thousands of miles.

Maybe you can't hide all the Wuli tribes, but some small tribes hide in them, it's like a drop in the ocean, but how can they find them?

"Hehe, that's okay too. I have been living in the middle of the earth for many years, and the land of Middle-earth can no longer support so many people.

I think that although this far north is a little colder, the land is also fertile, and a family has dozens of acres of land, even if it is cultivated for half a year, it is enough to feed the old and the young.

I'm going to move a few million people here......"

As soon as these words came out, Wu Li's face couldn't help but change color completely.

Originally, I still felt that such an army of the Dayu Dynasty could still hold on?

As long as the army retreats, this far north is still the world of their Wu Li clan.

didn't expect that Wang Zhenling wanted the magpie's nest to occupy it, and completely put the Wuli family to death.

Thinking of this, this Wu Li's eyes became fierce, and he shouted: "Isn't Xingjun afraid that I will wait for the dog to jump off the wall in a hurry?"

Wang Zhenling smiled: "Why do you think I am here?

As long as the Wu Li clan has fallen, I will naturally bypass the Wu Li clan!"

That Wu Li laughed: "Okay, okay, you want me to die, I'll see which of us dies first!"

Such witch gods in ancient times, all fighting for their lives in the sky, how fierce and domineering.

Originally, he patiently pleaded with Wang Zhenling, but at this time, he couldn't bear it anymore. Blatant circled towards Wang Zhenling!

When they reach the level of battle, where are there so many fancy tricks? What moves do you pay attention to?

At this time, this Wu Li clan punched out.

The void shook, and the entire Far North was shattered.

However, Wang Zhenling also stretched out a palm and easily caught such a punch.

"If you haven't surrendered to Heaven, this Far North is yours personally...... I can't catch your punch either!"

Wang Zhenling said lightly: "But now?"

That Wu Li's face was ruthless, and he didn't say much to Wang Zhenling at all, and directly drew his fist, and blasted over with another punch.