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Chapter 31 Strong push

When she heard that the new chief wanted to lead the way to attack the cannibal tribe, the strong woman shook her head like a rattle.

Tang Zheng glanced over and saw that the natives all refused with frightened faces. They were obviously frightened out of their wits.

"If I don't give you some big sticks, you don't know how powerful I am!" After the slaves were full, Tang Zheng asked them to line up in a row, kneel on the ground, and then whipped them hard with a whip made of animal sinew and leather.

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Animal skins are very valuable, so these indigenous women wear very thin clothes that cannot cover their breasts at all, and their thighs are exposed to the eyes of newcomers from time to time. However, no one is interested in them, let alone the smell of not bathing all year round.

It's the skin color and primitive appearance that make people turn off.

"What now? Are you leading the way?" Looking at the strong woman's torn back, Tang Zheng threw the whip to Fang Zhiwen, "You come and whip her."

"Lead the way, and obey the chief in everything!" The strong woman hesitated for a moment, but chose to compromise.

"Very good, remember, I am the chief, my orders are everything!" Tang Zheng stood in front of a child and decided to start with them. It is impossible for those adults to change, "Follow me, you can eat

Drink enough and kill all your enemies who bully you."

"I am willing to fight to the death for you, my chief!" The child climbed down and kissed Tang Zheng's shoes.

"Very good, eat it!" Tang Zheng threw a piece of peeled candy to the child, and the little guy immediately stuffed it into his mouth. It was so sweet that his soul almost came out of his body.

The remaining five children rushed over, vying to kiss Tang Zheng's shoes.

After more than a day of long journey, Tang Zheng was not idle, asking for information.

There are more than a dozen large tribes on this grassland, with more than a thousand people in number, several hundred medium-sized tribes, and countless small tribes.

Among the large tribes, there is a kind of wizard who can use herbs and bone powder to release witchcraft. Even the strongest tactics cannot resist them.

"There is a big tribe near your tribe? Then why wasn't it annexed?" Bai Xia felt that the woman was lying.

"We will pay tribute every month to avoid war!" The woman looked gloomy, "It's a pity that the medium-sized tribes will not. They need population and food to resist the extortion and losses caused by the large tribes."

"Are these still primitive people? They are too smart. If you annex small tribes and have to feed more people, it is better to directly ask for donations and use your troops to deal with the medium-sized tribes that threaten you." Shen Jiashu clicked his tongue.

Someone said, "It seems we are in big trouble."

"Isn't it better to have a larger population?" Xie Yundan wondered.

"The adult population is the most important. Children and women are actually a burden. Besides, there is no shortage of people in large tribes. In addition, there is a lack of materials. There must be a balance point. If it exceeds the limit, it will be a burden. I think if they kill soldiers, they will definitely be

We will make up for it from the small tribe." Shen Jiashu is indeed not an ignorant fool, but Sun Guofeng couldn't answer.

"There is no need to kill your own soldiers, just force the small tribes to fight for you. Rome and Mongolia have done this!" Fang Zhiwen was still not used to beating people, so he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the natives compromise.

"How many of you have become slaves? If I ask you to come forward, can you make them rebel?" Tang Zheng saw some terms that the natives did not understand, and patiently explained them.

"Okay!" The woman was excited. Compared with being a slave, it was easier to be a subject of Tang Zheng. No matter how bad you were, you wouldn't be eaten when there was a shortage of food.

On the afternoon of the third day, the team arrived at their destination. Looking at the gathering place that took up two football fields, the newcomers felt heavy in their hearts.

This is a strong camp, surrounded by ten-meter-high sentry towers built with giant trees, with indigenous people on duty armed with bone knives and bows and arrows.

A five-meter-high wall was built around the camp with stones. There was also a trench outside, which was filled with rainwater and stocked with fish with fangs. During battle, they could bite enemies who fell into the moat. In times of food shortage,

, can also be used as food.

"This is two hundred soldiers? I think if you double it, it will be too much!" Sun Guofeng cursed, "You think I am stupid!"

"The ones who attacked us before were indeed two hundred!" The woman was frightened.

"Have you been to this tribe before? Is the defense so tight?" Tang Zheng felt that the situation might have gone awry.

"I've been here before. It makes no difference." The woman looked carefully and nodded affirmatively, "Chief, we can't win. Let's go and find a remote place to recuperate. When enough warriors are born, we can take revenge."

"Fuck you!" Thinking about the scene of having sex with these natives, Sun Guofeng felt chills all over.

"Don't look down on us. In just ten years, we can have two hundred warriors!" A woman retorted, feeling that her fertility was insulted. In the eyes of primitive people, their task was to give birth to more and more powerful warriors.

"Captain, we were the only ones who couldn't reach the suspension bridge and were killed." Sun Guofeng looked at the camp that was easy to defend and difficult to attack, and sighed, "Even if you attack by force and open the gate of the camp,

, we can’t eat it either, there are too few people.”

"Let's attack those small tribes first, fight them one by one, and then attack again when we have enough troops." Gao Shuang likes to play real-time strategy games, and he is best at gathering resources to attack with troops.

"Do you think this is a computer game? You can collect resources with just a click of the mouse? Those adult warriors will resist and die in battle. The majority will be women and children. Once you have gathered many small tribes, how will you feed them? Food

Without enough food and clothing, they rebelled before you could attack this place!" Fang Zhiwen rolled her eyes at Sun Guofeng, "There's another problem, these are other people's 'cows', if you rob them, those big tribes may not have them.

Do you want to react? I will send troops to destroy you directly."

"Look, the suspension bridge is down." Xie Yundan checked the camp and was very nervous, "You're not going to cause trouble for us, are you?"

"You're right, retreat quickly!" Tang Zheng urged the newcomers. The indigenous guards had good eyesight. They saw these uninvited guests hiding a hundred meters away and immediately warned them.

The suspension bridge was lowered, and the first ones to rush out were more than twenty hounds as big as calves, with muzzles and barking. Behind them were indigenous warriors riding tall wild horses. There were two hundred people, like a strong wind.

Whistling by.

"Damn it, we have cavalry, what a joke!" Sun Guofeng shouted, "Even if there are ten times as many infantry, they can't stop them."

There were animal skin pouches hung on the sides of the wild horses, filled with wooden javelins. The soldiers took them out, twisted their waists and swung their arms, and shot at the survivors.

Hey, hey, the arms of the natives were very strong, and the javelin was like a crossbow. It was nailed into the ground almost in the blink of an eye.

Tong Li was hit in the back by a javelin and fell to the ground. Had she not been wearing protective clothing, she would have died. Tang Zheng's new slaves were not so lucky. Two of them died in one shot.

"Shit!" Tang Zheng was angry. He was originally worried that this tribe would be occupied by other conquerors and wanted to retain his strength, but now he couldn't care less and directly opened the Gravity Abyss to block the javelin.

"Female gunner, come out!"

As Tang Zheng shouted angrily, three female gunners appeared beside him, dressed in military uniforms, stepping on the 88mm cannon.

"shooting!"

The female gunner pulled the pull rope, and a cloud of white gunpowder smoke spewed out from the muzzle. The round shell had a whistle that tore through the air. It first hit a native, then rebounded, rolled out again, and opened a corridor of flesh and blood.

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"Do you have any explosive ammunition? Use that!" The female musketeers also came out, lined up, and fired a volley.

"So hard?" Shen Jiashu was stunned. The natives who were hit by the shells all vomited blood, but they did not die. They struggled to get up and continued to charge. Although their mounts were dead, their speed was still not slow.

"You guys retreat!" Tang Zheng pulled out the stabbing sword from Sophie's waist. The three artillery pieces couldn't suppress these rough-skinned and thick-flesh natives at all.

Ten meters, five meters, the two sides compete!

A cannonball hit a native's face. Because the distance was too close, its head was directly cut off this time. Blood rained down in the breeze.

"General!" Tang Zheng threw the thin sword in his hand and drove it into the eye socket of a native. He dodged the general's long bow with his hands, and took out four arrows in his right hand and placed them on the bowstring.

Gravity suppression increases again.

The natives moved in slow motion, Tang Zheng opened his bow, and the arrow hit their heads as fast as a meteor.

One wave, two waves, three waves, Tang Zheng was alone, spraying out a shower of arrows, and the one at the front was the native who was shot out like a hedgehog.

The gunshots rang out, and the female musketeers fired every shot, but unfortunately the power was a little less powerful. Each of these natives had first-level strength.

Tang Zheng jumped up and strangled a native's neck with his bowstring. When he pulled him off his horse, he strangled his throat.

The gunmen disappeared, and a metal barrier appeared in the sky. With the sound of mechanical clicking, a rail gun was generated and fired one shot at the gathering place.

There was no smoke or blood. All objects on the attack route were vaporized, leaving only a deep ravine.

The Kirov airship descended, but because of Tang Zheng's order, no depth charges were dropped, otherwise he wouldn't be able to catch any of his slaves, and they would all be turned into minced meat.

The five-meter-high mechas were launched one after another, opening white parachutes in mid-air, like pure mushrooms.

Bang, bang, the mecha landed and immediately opened fire on the cavalry. The huge iron fist hit them and knocked them away. As for the javelins projected, not even a single spark could be missed on their steel bodies.

The newlyweds were so frightened that they thought the end of the world was coming, but then they became ecstatic.

"Is it the leader's ability?" Xiao Liu was overjoyed. With these mechas, it would only take five minutes to bulldoze a tribe of a thousand people, let alone a tribe of a hundred people.

"My worries are in vain, just wait to accept slaves!" Sun Guofeng glanced at them and found that the aboriginal slaves had horrified expressions on their faces, and then he knelt on the ground and murmured a prayer.

Tang Zheng commanded the mecha to attack the gathering place, but as soon as he reached the suspension bridge, explosions occurred one after another, and the mecha was blown into a ball of scrap metal.

"Landmine?" Tang Zheng's eyes narrowed, and there was indeed a conqueror hidden inside! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to become a registered member of Piaotian Literature to recommend this work. Your support is my biggest motivation.

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