Seven Hundred and Thirtieth Chapters Quite Boss Many Difficulties

There is no doubt that the retreat of the demon soldiers is not the end, it just so happens that this is just the beginning.

After the Yaozu left, what was left to Daxia was a mess. From a distance, it was the decadent trend of the human race since the fall of the Daqi King's clan for thousands of years.

To put it closer, this time the Yaozu retreated, leaving Daxia's skeletons in a large area in the northwest, and tens of millions of resentful souls are still to say the least.

Since Daxia wants to occupy the northwest, the indelible resentment generated by these resentful souls has become an existence that Daxia must properly arrange. A little carelessness will cause huge hidden dangers.

The old Shenhou's words were not targeted for no reason, nor were they mentioned casually. After many years of ups and downs, he has already seen the resentment generated by the resentful souls of the destroyed tribes in the northwest. A little carelessness will become a hidden danger of the Great Xia turmoil.

Waking up from the dizziness, Xia Tuo restrained his mind. He had to eat food one bite at a time, and walk step by step on the road, just like resisting a monster clan.

In the northwest, the Great Summer is coming to an end.

Northwest Daxia?

Eternal Great Summer?

How do you feel that Wangu Daxia is more domineering.

After pondering for a while, Xia Tuo figured it out, the smaller the power, the more it would make a big name, for fear that others would not know.

Great powers rely on inheritance, not on names.

That's not right, Daxia also has territory in the Northern Territory.

Northwest North Daxia?

Northwest Daxia?

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Half a month later, some Xiong clan tribesmen and allied forces finally moved to Heihufang City at the foot of Tianhou Mountain.

Due to the previous evil plague, most of the warriors in the southernmost square cities around Tianhou Mountain retreated northward, so Heihufang City was much quieter than before.

This time, there were only less than 700,000 bear tribes who went to Tianhou Mountain in the million-mile escape, and more than half of the tribe fell into the monster's mouth or died on the way to escape.

Not only that,

The mainstay of the tribe was also severely damaged, and the number of elite soldiers was severely reduced. Fortunately, none of the strongest supernatural powers in the tribe fell.

As for the coalition forces, from 700,000 before the war, there are less than 300,000 left at the foot of Tianhou Mountain, and everyone is wounded and exhausted.

Even the warriors of the Daxia tribe suffered heavy losses, nearly 200,000 people were injured and disabled, and the rest of them were more or less injured because of the war and fleeing.

This kind of thing, even if Xia Tuo had made a plan in advance, it was still unavoidable. The gifted warriors born in the northwestern tribes in the past century have been severely injured, and the only thing that is fortunate is that the monster clan has retreated.

Heihufang City has been completely under martial law, and teams of Great Xia soldiers are standing inside and outside the city. When Xia Tuo can't retreat, several Daxia Gefus control the right to speak in the alliance and replace Xia Tuo in charge of the alliance soldiers.

On a 100-foot-high stone platform in the center of Fangshi, the Daxia Totem Banner and the Alliance Qiyun White Dragon Banner fluttered, allowing warriors from all directions in Fangshi to see clearly.

Qiao'er wore a blue animal skin dress, embroidered with all kinds of birds and beasts. She stood alone on a stone tower in the distance, looking at the Qiyun White Dragon Banner, with a deep purple light in her pupils.

Her eyes seemed to see through the void, and a purple world seemed to have evolved on the Qiyun White Dragon Banner. In the world, the purple energy stood like a pillar. Under this sky, black energy filled the air, and the vaguely illusory soul shadow roared ferociously. with.

This kind of scene made Qiaoer frown a little. Daxia clearly expelled the monsters and brought peace to the northwest land, but the blood descendants of the human race who had been spoken of by the fallen monsters before spread their grievances on Daxia, which made her Somewhat uncomfortable.

Of course, it’s uncomfortable, Qiao’er also understands that this is a helpless thing, if Daxia wants to stand in the northwest land, he is the leader of the human race in the northwest land, and the resentment in the heart of the northwest resentment is not dissipated, and if he wants to volatilize, he will naturally find Daxia .

This is a change of luck in nothingness, invisible but real.

At this time, a figure appeared beside Qiaoer, and Xia Tuo appeared.

"Uncle."

Seeing Xia Tuo who suddenly appeared, Qiaoer shouted softly.

Looking at the wrinkles on Qiaoer's white brows, Xia Tuo could tell at a glance that this girl was upset because of her resentment. As a Daxia priest, Qiaoer's perception of the resentment mixed with her luck was naturally very clear.

"If you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight. Daxia wants to gain a foothold in the northwest land and lay the foundation of the Marquis. This process is what we must go through."

Then, Xia Tuo opened his mouth and whispered softly: "We have set up an altar before to worship the resentful souls who have fallen and are unwilling, but now this burden is still entrusted to you.

The Da Xiali Clan in the Northwest, from today onwards, will imprint a mark on the people living in the Northwest land, they will be born as Xia people and die as Xia ghosts. "

"I see, Uncle, just now I just expressed my feelings."

Qiao'er nodded, and said in a deep voice, "There is support in life, sacrifice in death."

"Ok."

Hearing the sound, Xia Tuo nodded and said, "Let's go."

There is support for life and sacrifice for death. This is the prerequisite for the stability of the barren land. Only in this way can the people's hearts be stabilized, and it is also what Daxia will do next.

Of course, before doing these things, there is another very important thing, which is how to arrange the tribes, whether to let them continue to go back to be the patriarchs, or to turn the clan into a way and set up Zhenjiang.

Xia Tuo naturally tends to the latter, God finally gave this opportunity, once the clan leaders are allowed to go back, rest and recuperate for decades, and regain control over the clan domain, Daxia will become a Hou tribe, think It is also difficult to directly control the Bo tribe.

The royal power does not come down to Boyu, this is the barren land rule for a long time, the royal court's edict will only be issued to the Bobu, as for the upper, middle and lower tribes below the Bobu, it is too small for the royal court, not worth it. Pay attention, give Bobu the power to rule all tribes, big and small.

To put it bluntly, this is the tribal enfeoffment system. The royal court is the nominal co-owner of all the ministries, but under the control of the royal court, each ministries have certain autonomy.

Although the royal court system has developed and changed over the long years, it is still generally under the framework of this enfeoffment system.

Xia Tuo is very dissatisfied with this kind of situation where there is a great unity in name, but in fact there are many mountains in private. Do you know what centralization is?

Now, due to the impact of the Holy Land of the Cave and the chaos of monsters in the Northwest, it is not easy to have such an opportunity to bring all the tribes together.

Of course, before that, there is still an actual problem of barren land that needs to be dealt with, and this problem has to be linked to the existence of Bobu.

In fact, a large part of the reason why the royal court entrusted the various ministries to rule the various places was because of the pressure of the barren land environment, people lived in groups, and almost all those who were alone died in the wilderness.

In this case, it is destined that the human race will live together. First, a group of people gather together to form a settlement, and then a tribe.

Then everyone sees that a tribe is still not good enough to face the blows of life, so let's get closer and gather together.

In this way, a large number of tribes took root in a region to live, and this region gradually formed a zone where human races lived and multiplied.

Gradually, such habitats appeared one after another on the vast wasteland, each of which can be regarded as a relatively small independent society.

The distances between adjacent small societies are different, and some are very far away. In this case, communication is a big problem. Even the royal court can't move all the small societies to one place.

Scattered tribes wanted to control them one by one. It took time and effort, not to mention, where did so many people come from, so a co-lord was elected in each area, and as the leader of this area, gradually formed The rudiments of Bobu and Houbu were formed.

If the barren land is regarded as a vast ocean, each Bo tribe can be regarded as an island, and beyond the island is the wilderness. For ordinary warriors, the dangerous wilderness is a dangerous place that devours life and cuts off communication.

This is the case in the Northwest. The Zhubos are scattered. If the Great Xia wants to control the Northwest, the easiest way is to imitate the royal court and obtain the nominal submission of the various tribes, and then the tribes will still govern in their respective tribes.

This is not difficult at all for Daxia today.

But Xia Tuo just didn't want to do this. It wasn't difficult at all. Didn't he look down on Da Xia? If there were no difficulties, he would have to create difficulties.

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In the stone hall at the end of the nine-fold stone pagoda, Xia Tuo and several cabinet assistants were seated.

"If you want to firmly grasp the northwest land, communication is the biggest problem. The first thing is to establish a teleportation witch array with each tribe to connect them."

Xia Tuo's voice sounded, the main problem of Lashantou is that it is inconvenient to communicate, the emperor is far away from each other, and the royal court is powerful, so how can they manage the corners?

"The god general and the fat elder went to Ten Thousand Swords Valley to exchange for a batch of space stones. It's best to get them back."

Fat Brother pondered and said hesitantly.

Hearing the sound, Xia Tuo was also very helpless, and then said: "Lingjing, let me find a way."

"The most important issue right now is how to arrange the tribal leaders. They cannot always be trapped."

"There are more than a dozen Bo tribes and so many tribes. If we want to control them, we must rely on them."

"The place is too big. It is impossible for Daxia to swallow it in a short time. What's more, our own giants, Qinghuai and others have not yet completed the system of changing the clan into the Tao. There are so many Bobu at once. difficulty."

"Next, we need to appease the hearts of the people. Hundreds of thousands of soldiers have fallen and their ashes have not been sent back. All of these require a large amount of resources for compensation."

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In the hall, every person and every word are the things to be faced next, and they all involve Daxia's control of the Northwest.

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