White Fang, a sergeant of the 342nd Class B Regiment, was wearing a neat military uniform and was checking the ammunition nervously.
The hundreds of legions of the Dawn Tribe are divided into three different levels.
The most elite special-grade corps, the so-called tower protection corps.
The other two levels are Class A and Class B.
The former is the main force with more rigorous training and better equipment.
The latter is a secondary legion that has not been established for too long and is slightly less well-trained.
at this time.
The shouts of the team members kept ringing out.
"Check carefully whether there is a risk of the magic gun jamming. An unlucky guy encountered this problem a few days ago, and the magic pill exploded directly in the barrel of the gun."
"Everyone, please count the number of ammunition and check whether the magazine is full of magic pills."
"Finally, check whether you have brought an emergency medical kit. This can be life-saving at critical moments."
After checking the ammunition and checking other supplies, White Fang breathed a sigh of relief.
Thinking of the upcoming war, he unconsciously glanced at the totem pole towering in the distance, and said piously: "The power of the totem is with me!"
Two months ago.
White Fang is not from the Dawn Tribe, but a low-level commoner from another small tribe.
Later, the tribe was annexed, and he became a member of the Dawn Tribe.
Despite this, White Fang was willing to fight for the Dawn Tribe from the bottom of his heart.
there are many reasons.
Because the Dawn Tribe will never engage in human blood sacrifices, the people at the bottom don't have to worry about the day when their entire family will become a sacrifice.
Also because I joined the Shuguang Tribe, as long as I work hard, I will definitely have enough food and clothing.
Also because the Dawn Tribe has many opportunities to improve its strength.
In just one month after joining the tribe, he touched the totem pole three times and realized the talent of a gunner. Then he joined the Demon Gun Corps and was awarded the rank of sergeant.
Let me say one more thing by the way.
The so-called "shooting talent" is the talent that Cheng Han transformed out of thin air.
He deeply studied the secrets of the totem pole, used secret techniques beyond imagination, and single-handedly created a "Sagittarius Totem Pole".
This was also the first major event in the history of Qingyang Realm, and it deeply shocked the upper echelons of the entire tribe.
In essence, the Marksman talent is actually a weakened version of the Hawkeye talent.
The eagle eye talent can make perfect shots within 100 meters, but the shooter can only hit where he points within 15 meters.
Although the ability has been reduced too much, it has a huge benefit.
That is - the threshold has been greatly lowered.
On average, out of more than 8,000 Qingyang people, only one can comprehend the talent of Eagle Eye, which can be regarded as one in a million.
But on average, among more than forty Qingyang people, one archer will be born.
This is a huge difference of twenty times.
It is also one of the reasons why the Dawn Tribe dares to explode its troops.
It didn't take long.
White Fang suddenly heard the sound of many flapping wings coming from the sky.
"Hoo! Hoo!"
He subconsciously looked up and immediately saw many giant eagles flying quickly towards this side.
White Fang blurted out: "The Eagle Legion!"
The Eagle Legion belongs to the Special Legion sequence.
There are two eagle legions in Dawn City, each with more than 1,200 giant eagles.
This big guy with a wingspan of over ten meters can easily carry two adults flying long distances.
At this time.
The roars of the commanders from each team started one after another.
"All in line!"
"Secure the safety line!"
"Everyone, hurry up and take the potion!"
White Fang quickly lined up with his comrades.
Team Leader quickly took out a vine rope and handed it over, not forgetting to urge: "Hurry up."
White Fang used his belt to pull out a safety rope, and the end was connected to a buckle, which was fixed to the vine rope with a click.
He immediately took out another small bottle, which was the so-called "lightening potion". He first uncorked the bottle and poured it into his mouth.
The smell of the potion was weird and indescribable, like some kind of rotten substance, and he almost vomited it out.
He couldn't help but retched and muttered: "It tastes so bad to step on grandma!!"
The comrades next to him all had similar expressions.
soon.
White Fang felt that there seemed to be strands of cold air gushing out from his chest and abdomen, and goosebumps appeared all over his skin.
He resisted the desire to vomit and loudly reported to the team: "My lightening potion has begun to take effect."
Other comrades also performed the same behavior.
Team leader nodded with satisfaction: "That's good! I don't want that idiot to have a problem and fall from an altitude of several thousand meters."
The soldiers suddenly burst into laughter.
The weight-loss potion has only one simple effect, which is to reduce the weight to about one percent of normal within a certain period of time.
A big man weighing 100 kilograms will reduce his weight to one kilogram after taking a weight-loss potion, and he can jump more than ten meters high with a casual jump.
The first time White Fang took this potion, he felt that his outlook was almost shattered.
He also knew that the fundamental source of the body-lighting potion was the seventh totem pole of the tribe, and its name was - Living Totem.
This magical totem pole has only one function - to stimulate the talent of "spiritual control".
Although the talent is not directly equipped with combat effectiveness, it is extremely important to help the Dawn Tribe, because those who awaken this talent can become pharmacists who can refine potions.
The reason why Dawn City has become so powerful is that tens of thousands of pharmacists have played an indispensable role. They have refined hundreds of potions with different functions for the tribe.
One minute later.
The lightening potion is fully effective.
The captain's shouts spread throughout the military camp.
"Put on a wind mask!"
"Ready to take off!"
White Fang took a deep breath, took off the windproof mask hanging from his belt, and quickly put it on to cover his face.
And then.
Immediately there was new movement in the sky.
I saw a large number of giant eagles circling in the sky, flapping their wings and falling to the ground.
Many soldiers immediately dragged the ropes one by one, trotted to the side of the giant eagles, and fixed the ropes to the two talons of the giant eagles.
The team members shouted immediately.
"take off!"
"It's time to take off!"
The giant eagle knights sat on their saddles and used the spirit control skills of the psychic giant eagle to command the giant eagle to rise into the sky.
"call!"
"call!"
Accompanied by the sound of violent airflow.
Each powerful giant eagle carried a large group of fully armed soldiers with its talons, numbering more than two hundred, and quickly flew into the distance.
Using this unique transportation method, only more than twenty giant eagles can easily transport a legion to the target area quickly.
The Dawn Tribe has tamed more than 2,000 giant eagles and can launch a hundred legions into distant battlefields at one time.
It is precisely because of its large-scale delivery capability that Dawn City can quickly conquer tribes one after another and rapidly expand into a behemoth.
Of course.
This is a system created by Cheng Han.
The nine red-robed chief priests, as well as a large group of senior officers, regard the chief elder as a god-like figure, which is one of the reasons.
Not long after.
The transportation formation composed of more than two hundred giant eagles flapped their powerful wings and quickly rose to an altitude of three thousand meters with ten legions.
"Woo~"
The air currents at high altitudes were so violent that if the soldiers did not wear windproof masks, they might not even be able to open their eyes.
Since the soldiers were strung together in a long line and weighed very little, the ropes were inevitably blown and swayed, giving people a very thrilling feeling.
Although White Fang was flying for the fourth time, his body was swaying back and forth with the wind, and his heart was still beating wildly.
It’s so scary to ride a horse!
White Fang suppressed the fear in his heart and stared down at the boundless land, trying to divert his attention.
View from high altitude.
It can be clearly seen that the huge Dawn City is in the shape of a standard octagon, and the areas within the city are planned into neat squares.
White Fang admired the magnificent land and gradually forgot the fear in his heart.
His eyes moved and looked at the large plains surrounding the city, which were dotted with larger squares.
They are exactly that - farms.
Among them are farms where food is grown.
The Shuguang Tribe has a very efficient agricultural system, coupled with a large number of advanced agricultural tools, and only uses millions of farmers to feed tens of millions of tribal people.
There are also farms producing tools.
That’s right!
Dawn City has a very magical production method that can use specially cultivated trees to absorb metal elements rich in the soil.
The required metal parts will be "grown" directly from the fruits produced by the trees, which can be used to assemble various utensils with only simple processing.
White Teeth's heart was filled with excitement when he saw it, and he couldn't help but praise: "This is a great city and a great tribe."
He thought for a while and added in his mind: "We also have the greatest elder!"
Half an hour later.
The giant eagle flew nearly 300 kilometers away at a speed of more than 500 kilometers per hour.
Viewed from this position, the huge Shuguang City becomes the size of a palm, and many details of the city cannot be seen at all.
White Teeth reluctantly withdrew his gaze and looked to the northeast.
What you see.
The ground is spread with large green areas. It is a huge forest with several winding rivers flowing through it.
Because there are many blade trees in the forest, the tribe calls it the blade forest. It covers an area of more than 200,000 square kilometers.
White Fang knew that originally there were hundreds of tribes, large and small, living in the forest.
Since the Dawn Tribe's power expanded, these tribes have all disappeared, and the Qingyang people in the tribe have naturally become people from Dawn City.
White Fang lowered his head slightly, glanced at his teammates, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
This team member happened to be from a small tribe in the Blade Forest. During training, he often listened to the team member telling them about the various dangers in the Blade Forest.
However, he believed that in front of the extremely powerful Dawn Tribe, the dangers in the forest were not worth mentioning.
at this time.
White Fang suddenly felt a creepy and terrifying aura descending from the high sky.
His heart almost stopped beating in shock, and he had a vague feeling that he seemed to be being targeted by the legendary God of Death who harvested lives and souls.
After a while.
Relying on the will given by the archer's talent, White Fang broke free from the shock of the terrifying aura, and subconsciously turned his head to look at the sky.
He saw a shocking scene.
I saw an extremely huge arm, its surface covered with countless golden patterns, appearing in the sky at some point.
Just by visual inspection, the length of the arm is probably no less than one kilometer.
A ray of light flashed in the right hand of this arm, and a huge golden spear appeared out of thin air. The length of the gun's body was definitely not less than ten kilometers.
The next moment.
The arm moved.
The golden spear ignited with fierce golden light and descended rapidly from the sky.
The above scene happened extremely fast. Although the verbal description seemed to be slower, it actually only took less than 0.1 seconds.
this moment.
Just when White Fang saw the golden spear.
An illusory thunder suddenly exploded in his mind.
"Boom!"
White Fang's vision went dark and he could no longer see anything.
He also felt that there seemed to be ten thousand knives slashing wildly in his mind, causing unimaginable pain in his soul. His eyes, nose and other seven orifices instantly oozed with blood.
However.
Perhaps because the archer's talent strengthened his soul, White Fang did not fall into coma.
With the only trace of his thinking ability left, he thought of one word - God!
White Fang can be sure that it is definitely the legendary god!
He also had an unprecedentedly strong intuition that the golden spear thrown by the god from the sky was aimed at the totem poles of the Dawn Tribe.
One can imagine.
Once the golden spear hits the target, not only the nine totem poles may be completely destroyed, half of Dawn City may cease to exist, and no one knows how many people will die.
White Fang's heart was filled with fear, despair, indignation and other emotions.
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All his emotions turned into a curse full of hatred: "I curse the gods!"
Why did the gods destroy such a great tribe?
I finally lived a happy life, why did the gods want to destroy my happiness?
Damn gods!
In the past.
White Fang never dared to think of disrespecting the gods.
But now.
He roared in the depths of his soul.
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Dawn City.
In the tower.
The Dawn Resolution is not over yet.
Just three seconds before the golden arm appeared, the nine red-robed chief priests unanimously felt that a "fatal crisis was coming".
The rules of this world are quite special.
The essence of the totem pole is actually a manifestation of part of the power of the world, so the totem pole is naturally sensitive to crises.
The red-robed high priest is the patron of the totem pole, so they can naturally get the early warning from the totem pole.
Lan Ye, the sixth crown prince, shouted nervously: "A god is coming soon, and he wants to destroy the entire Dawn City."
She had actually predicted that the Dawn Tribe was too big and had become a thorn in the eyes of many gods.
Now that Dawn City suddenly mobilized millions of troops and wanted to annex more tribes, a god finally couldn't bear it any longer.
The first crowned Jialuo raised the scepter decisively, her extremely beautiful face filled with anger: "The Dawn Tribe has never been afraid of gods!"
Her beautiful eyes flashed with a fierce look, and she shouted: "Activate the 'Light of the Meteor God'!"
Several red-robed chief priests responded in unison: "Yes!"
They had already heard from His Majesty the First Crown that the Light of the Meteor God was the trump card against the gods personally arranged by the Great Elder.