Chapter 182 Dragon Sparrow Blood Pool
.. , the strongest tribe in the ages
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On the top of the mountain, the wind howled. Xia Tuo let out a long breath and calmed down. Perhaps his expectations were a little high.
The Xia tribe has only been established for a few years, and all kinds of tactics and martial arts are wild.
This time when the demon tribe was destroyed, the totem warriors led by Panshan lost a lot. In fact, this kind of loss could have been avoided, but Longquewei will be a sharp knife of the Xia tribe in the future. When you really meet the big monster in the future, you will go to hone it.
When a knife comes out of its sheath, there will be blood, including the blood of the enemy and your own blood.
Quietly looking at the blood in the demon tribe at the foot of the mountain, watching Panshan lead the men to restrain the bones of his comrades, and when everything was settled, he led the deer towards the demon tribe at the foot of the mountain.
"Patriarch."
On the blood-stained ground, with broken arms and limbs all over the ground, and the seeping white pulp and skulls sticking together, Xia Tuo walked into the demon department on the bloody bones.
Seeing Xia Tuo coming, the totem warriors struggled to get up and looked at him.
"Patriarch."
Pan Shan and the other two commanders, Jue Ming and Cang Shi, came up to meet them. All three of them suffered serious injuries, especially Pan Shan, who gathered the power of all the totem warriors many times, which was a kind of wear and tear on his body.
"Have all the soldiers' bones been restrained?"
"Patriarch."
Pan Shan spoke out, his tone high-pitched.
"Two hundred and eighty-nine quasi-dragon bird guards, sixty-three fell, and one hundred and two were seriously injured."
"Destroy one of the demon tribes and kill one of the demon spirits. This is the demon core, dedicated to the patriarch."
Xia Tuo took the demon core from Panshan, and then said aloud: "The fallen clan soldiers, the clan supports their relatives, and each of them will set up a monument to leave their names. They are the first generation soldiers of Longquewei."
"Thank you patriarch!"
"Bring your clansmen and go home!"
After finishing speaking, Xia Tuo turned around and walked out of the demon department, and soon the totem warriors walked out of the demon department with each other supporting each other on their backs.
Behind it was a sea of flames, completely reducing the Yaobu to ashes.
...
Five days later, Xia Yuan.
Panshi, Cassia, and Cangshi appeared in the garden.
"Patriarch."
"Pass down the order, and all the soldiers who participated in the destruction of the demon tribe will officially become the Dragon Sparrow Guards of the Great Xia!"
Hearing this, the eyes of the three showed joy. For more than a year, the patriarch had never bestowed this title, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Now, I can finally rest assured.
"Is the injury all healed?"
As Xia Tuo asked, the faces of the three of Panshan became a little heavy.
"Patriarch, there are thirteen clan soldiers who will not be able to participate in the battle in the future, and there are only two hundred and thirteen people left from the Dragon Sparrow Guards."
"A year ago, I said that the real soldiers of Longquewei only take two hundred people." Xia Tuo looked at the three commanders in front of him, and then said: "Of the remaining two hundred and thirteen people, ten will be selected. Three people."
"Patriarch."
"Patriarch, you just said that they are all dragons..."
After being glanced at by Xia Tuo, the three of them fell silent.
"The thirteen people selected are also Dragon Sparrow Guards, but they serve as the backbone to train supplementary fighters for the Dragon Sparrow Guards. If there is a chance in the future, they can also become one of the two hundred Dragon Sparrow Guards and fight for the tribe."
"yes."
Without concealment, Xia Tuo went on to say: "I found a place for you to practice. After a while, you will be subjected to more bloody tempering, and you will not be able to enter the mountains and rivers again until you meet my standards."
"Patriarch, do we still have to go out and fight road robbers?"
"Right now, your task is to heal your injuries."
After the three leaders left the stone garden, Xia Tuo said to the clan soldiers standing outside the courtyard: "Go and invite Elder Gong, Hall Master Luo, High Priest, and Elder Cangfu."
Soon four figures came in a hurry.
"Patriarch."
"Uncle Patriarch."
"Sit down."
Xia Tuo waved his hand, his eyes fell on Elder Gong, and said, "How about the hundred-refined iron armor and long spear and crossbow I asked you to remelt?"
Hearing this, Elder Gong shuddered, and a look of horror flashed in his eyes.
"Patriarch, you should go and see for yourself, I have never seen such a weird thing."
"Walk."
Xia Tuo got up and walked towards the casting hall, and the four of them followed behind him without hesitation.
In a small cave at the deepest part of the Valley of the Foundry Hall, there are clan soldiers guarding the cave, and no one except Xia Tuo and Elder Gong are allowed to enter.
"Patriarch, take a look."
In the depths of the dark cave, there was a faint blood light, outlining one after another phantoms.
"Two hundred pairs of refined iron armor, after being smelted into the black armor that the patriarch brought back, became like this."
Xia Tuo walked into the cave, and saw a pair of armor standing out of thin air without flesh and blood support, with faint blood flowing, and the black holes in the helmet were very penetrating.
"Patriarch, this is the demon-covering black armor."
Luo's eyes were full of interest, and black light flowed in his pupils, and he saw runes flickering deep in the bloody light on the armor, as if he wanted to suck his mind into it.
"Soul Devouring Witch Talisman!"
Immediately, Luo's eyes turned pale with shock. This kind of terrifying and domineering witch pattern can absorb people's life and soul.
Compared to Luo Luo's astonishment, Xia Tuo's expression was calm and calm. He was given the black armor of the demon-covering iron cavalry, and he ordered the Forge Hall to be melted into two hundred black armors.
Back then, the Wangu Tribe built the demon-covering iron cavalry, and he wanted to build the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Guard with his own hands.
"Qiaoer, the witch symbols on these armors are still in a half-finished state, and you need to burn them next."
Qiao'er didn't agree immediately this time, her pure white brows frowned, and she had already copied the runes on the demon-covering armor after she brought it back from the underground city.
The frightening thing is that this kind of rune needs blood to be nourished. If there is not enough blood, the blood energy of the warrior himself will be absorbed, and once the black armor is put on, the armor cannot be taken off except for death.
"I have ordered Commander Jue to build a blood pool in the underground city, and I also asked him to lead the clan soldiers to hunt fierce beasts in the mountains to melt the blood pool."
"How are the preparations for the Foundry Hall and the Witch Hall?"
There was a hint of interest in Luo's eyes. He didn't expect the patriarch to be so courageous, and really wanted to build a demon-covering iron cavalry. Of course, it should be called Daxia Longquewei now.
"I have already recruited a hundred witches, including five senior witches, led by Elder Zhu You Dianling, to enter the underground city."
Elder Gong also showed a wry smile, the patriarch's order is naturally inviolable.
"Patriarch, I have also dispatched a hundred craftsmen from the Foundry Hall to station in the dungeon, preparing to forge beast armor."
"Patriarch, Qingfeng Horse has a thin dragon blood in its body. If it can be stimulated, it can become the mount of Dragon Sparrow Guard."
Cang Fu also said out loud: "The tribe's animal farm is on the right track now, and I am willing to lead some members of the Beast Palace clan to the underground city to try to train mounts for the Dragon Sparrow Guard."
...
In the next ten days, many members of the Xia tribe left one after another. Most of the relatives in the tribe were absent. Under Xia Tuo's order, they entered the underground city under the Guibei Mountain. Most of the people in the tribe did not know. where did they go.
...
Turtle Back Mountain, an underground city.
In the center of the city, the original location of the city lord's mansion had already been cleared out, and a huge stone hall was rebuilt on the foundation of the white jade stone platform of the original mansion hall. Inside the hall was a white jade pond the size of a thousand feet.
Luo stood in the middle of the pool, and spread out a scroll of animal skin in his hand, which was full of witch patterns, and around him were witches from the witch temple, who were carving witch patterns on the wall of the pool.
At this moment, Luo looked at the animal skin roll in his hand, then at the witch pattern carved not far away, and then said aloud: "This is wrong, the linked runes are inconsistent, clean it up and redraw it."
Immediately, the two witches directly lifted out the white jade stone about the size of Zhang Xu, and quickly replaced it with a new white jade stone to re-draw the witch pattern.
In a stone workshop not far from the stone hall, the heat wave was soaring, and the fire was glowing blue. The craftsmen were trying to make bows and arrows to see if the fire could meet the standard.
In another stone house, Qiao'er was holding her chin, looking at the witch pattern on the animal skin scroll, chanting obscure witch spells from time to time, the ripples in the void in front of her faintly distorted, the runes danced, and there was a bloody glow .
...
what!
A miserable cry resounded in a stone house in the city, and Pan Shan sat cross-legged in a large wooden barrel with a ferocious face.
The witch patterns carved on the inside and outside of the wooden barrel are like swimming snakes, and the scarlet blood in the wooden barrel is bubbling like being boiled and steaming.
The witch pattern crawled towards his body along the blood, like maggots on the tarsal bone, causing the blood vessels in the whole body to bulge and the veins to burst.
Xia Tuo looked at Panshan in the wooden barrel, and Ling stood behind him. On the stone table next to him were various healing medicines, spirit crystals, etc., and then prepared to treat Panshan.
"Hold your breath and concentrate, and draw the internal fighting spirit into the runes."
He shouted loudly, shaking Pan Shan's body who was about to sink into a daze, and the vain breath all over his body suddenly became solid again.
hum!
At this moment, as the witch pattern carved the body, the blood in the barrel was consumed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Come on."
Soon, two clan soldiers outside the stone house came with wooden barrels, and fresh animal blood poured on Pan Shan. White smoke rose from his body, as if he had fallen into a billowing volcanic lava.
hum!
On the half-exposed bloody chest, the totem brand burst into blue light, covering Panshan.
Seeing his breathing stabilized, Xia Tuo walked out of the stone house, while Jue stood outside the door and stared.
"Patriarch."
"I have ordered Elder Hong to dispatch a thousand-man warrior from the clan, and they will all be under your command at that time. In addition to the thousand-man warrior under your command, the task of these two thousand-man warriors is to Hunt and kill wild beasts in the forest to replenish blood for the Dragon Sparrow Guard."
"yes."
"Next, the scattered troops gathered will be pulled directly into this city to handle all kinds of behind-the-scenes affairs for Longquewei."
"yes."
Seeing Jue leave in a hurry, Xia Tuo let out a long sigh. For the sake of the two hundred Dragon Sparrow Guards, he was furious.
They mobilized a hundred wizards and two thousand-man fighters, and then at least two or three thousand people will be recruited into the dungeon to become the logistics staff of the Dragon Sparrow Guard.
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