Chapter 383: Means of Ruling, a Flash of Inspiration From the Northern Gods
In the northern continent, the attack of the Witch Tribe can be said to be smooth sailing. Anyway, there is no need for the Witch people to risk their own lives, so they naturally have nothing to worry about.
It's just that the shamans are relaxed, but those northern tribes who were forcibly driven here are in misery. They are planted with witchcraft and voodoo in their bodies, and they become cannon fodder on the battlefield.
Even now, the majority of the Wu people's losses in battle are no longer from siege of cities and territories, but from rebellious sneak attacks from the tribes in the north under their command.
But even so, Gonggong and others still adopted an extremely repressive attitude towards the various ethnic groups in the north, forcing them to go to the battlefield and consuming the opponent's resources with their lives.
In the main hall, Tian Wu once again filled the empty bowl with wine, chatted and laughed with Gong Gong:
"Another tribe has rebelled in the rear. We don't care about our own strength, but it's okay. We happen to be short of cannon fodder right now, so we can just fill in all their tribes."
"I would like to see how hard these northern races have their bones and how many lives they can sacrifice. Anyway, there are many enemies on the front line, so we don't have to worry about them being exhausted!"
As he said this, Tian Wu burst out laughing. The northern continent was too vast. With the current strength of these tribes, they could not suppress all the tribes in the north.
Therefore, the current high-pressure policy towards the north is basically a common understanding among several ancestral witches.
They even treated the northern tribes differently, just to prevent the situation from getting too big and causing instability in the rear and affecting the frontline war.
During the same period, they deliberately targeted various tribes, forcing them to rebel, and then threw the entire tribe, young and old, into the battlefield, so as to weaken the vitality of the north and be more conducive to the rule of the Wu tribe.
At the same time, the Witch Clan tried to appease the forces surrounding the rebellious tribe, and were even more lenient to them than the northern gods were in the past.
They are worried that they will join forces and set off the wave of rebellion too big, making them unable to suppress it under pressure from two fronts.
Therefore, the tribe that wanted to rebel was isolated and helpless, and its vitality was severely damaged by the long-term targeting of the Wu clan in the past. Naturally, it could not cause any trouble.
As for the surrounding tribes, those tribes that were disposed of by the Wu Clan because of their rebellion, after they left, the land left behind became nutrients for their growth, and the benefits they reaped naturally made the Wu Clan even more determined.
What's more, some tribes planned to resist the Wu clan, but were informed by people within the tribe, resulting in their efforts falling short before anything happened.
After such a long time, the tribes that survived were naturally loyal to the Wu Clan, and the Wu Clan's rule here became deeply rooted.
In the years when the Wu Clan has been governing the Western Continent, they have never rested on their laurels. When they first arrived, they competed with all the Western races, and then went head-to-head with the Immortal Court. This allowed them to accumulate a lot of experience in this regard.
It's just that it has been appropriated to the northern continent. Although the folk customs are different, it can be said to be convenient.
Gonggong just glanced at Tian Wu's words. They had long been used to this kind of thing, and he didn't care about it. He just agreed and asked:
"How many more sons have been lost? Now they have occupied quite a lot of space, and the resistance of the gods in the North has become stronger. There is not enough cannon fodder."
"You said that if we directly adopt the continuous sitting system, in the future, in addition to the rebellious tribes, the surrounding tribes will also be punished."
"Although it doesn't have to be the same as those, at least 11 of the population must be extracted to join the battlefield."
"Otherwise, if it takes too long, I'm worried that those races will become like turtles. No matter how they are oppressed, they will be beaten to death without any change."
Tian Wu drank the drink he had just filled, then thought about it and replied:
"It's not impossible. We have to put more pressure on them. Otherwise, if they always look on with a cold eye to those rebellious tribes, wouldn't the land allocated to them be in vain?"
"But it's a bit too early to activate the continuous sitting system now, and the eleventh law is too harsh. They have just conquered it, and I'm afraid there will be trouble in the future."
"We have to wait until they are all full. If we fight at that time, they will also be greedy for the profits in the bowl and are unwilling to be separated from the Wu clan."
"It's like this now. The intention of consuming the vitality of the North is too obvious. There are still many knowledgeable people in the Northern Continent."
"Under the control of the northern gods, sages will always have many followers and their reputation is too great. Although we have dealt with those truly sage people long ago, it is inevitable that they will be hidden."
"If they really expose these things, it will not be a good thing for our subsequent rule. Let's wait."
"As for Erlang, the loss this time was not big, only about ten witches. They were too careless. They were drunk and died in a daze."
Gonggong hummed and continued to read the battle reports. He didn't pay much attention to this at all, he just casually agreed with Tian Wu.
After all, they are both ancestral witches, and his brothers have already spoken. If he doesn't deal with it, it will inevitably appear too inhumane.
Tian Wu knew this very well, but he didn't care. As long as he still drank while alive, he didn't care what Gong Gong's attitude was.
Wisps of cold wind blew, causing Gonggong to look up into the sky. Only then did his expression change slightly, and he was seen cursing:
"What the hell kind of weather is this? Why is there a snowstorm again? There are only more than 300 days in a year, but there are so many cold days, almost one-third of them!"
Tian Wu does not manage the military, so he naturally has no feeling about this. He even had the intention to joke:
"This is already a good place. If you go further north, it will be like this for most of the year."
Gonggong glared at Tian Wu, and then said:
"I'm going to see how the military supplies are being prepared. You should also drink less, in case something happens."
The people of the Wu Clan do not practice the Dao of Yuanshen. Although they are full of vitality and blood, their bodies are not made of iron. They can still feel the cold and warmth.
Especially on this northern continent, ice and snow are no small matter, and the camp will be flooded at every turn. Not to mention too many, at least food, wine, cotton-padded clothes, and firewood must be prepared to keep out the cold.
After all, not everyone is a great witch, and there is nothing Fengxue can do about them. After all, mortals occupy the vast majority of each race.
Moreover, in this ice and snow, there will be many strange beasts coming. Those things are not very strong, and any great witch can easily kill them in blockbusters, but they can cause trouble for people.
What's more, those coalition forces under the northern gods will also take advantage of this time to make sneak attacks or rescue people of the same northern race.
And every time this time comes, Gonggong is the busiest. This happens every year, which makes people really bored.
Although there are many great wizards helping him, they all have their own problems after all. If Gonggong doesn't check in from time to time, God knows how much trouble the other party will cause him.
Anyway, since Gonggong trusted the great witch under him too much and the other party's careless defense allowed the Allied Gods to almost rush straight into the hall where the ancestral witch was, Gonggong basically no longer had any expectations for them.
That time was the most dangerous and embarrassing time for the witch clan on the northern continent. From now on, Gonggong would rather work harder on his own than trust in the abilities of the great witches other than Xiang Liu.
Let them charge and kill on the battlefield, and they will be the bravest warriors of the Wu clan, worthy of the trust of any clan member, but apart from that, Gonggong cannot trust them at all.
What's more, among the ancestral shamans who came to help, Gonggong also felt that they were hardly able to take on big responsibilities.
At this time, Yu Qiang had just passed through the North Sea Eye and returned to his home dojo.
It only took more than a hundred years to go back and forth, but under the training of the gods, the Xiantian Sea-Covering Formation was quite impressive.
This formation is known for its flexibility and adaptability to the battlefield. It can be said to be the best in both offense and defense. It can even be said to be excellent when facing powerful enemies.
In the past, in the hands of the Dragon Clan, it could be said to be unparalleled, but now, after a long time, it finally reappeared in the wild today.
Huge waves tens of thousands of feet set off from the North Sea, mixed with countless magical auras and even flying swords and weapons.
Under a huge wave, those enemies may have been beaten to pulp by various spells before they were defeated by the water pressure.
If people add some spiritual water and divine water to it, the damage will be even more shocking. For example, the Dragon Clan in the past liked to mix a single three-light divine water into it.
Wherever the water flows, there are almost wailing and heavy casualties everywhere, and there is no fear that the other party has prepared in advance. The three lights of the sun, moon and stars rotate. Even if they are talented, they will not be immune to disaster.
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But what Yu Qiang is in trouble now is not knowing what spiritual objects to add to it.
The three-light divine water that the Dragon Clan likes to add has long disappeared in the wild, but Yu Qiang couldn't imagine what kind of spiritual water he would choose to replace it.
Just when Yu Qiang was distressed, a snake-like innate god suddenly spoke:
"Since we don't have spiritual water to add to it, we might as well make some magical changes to it. The Witch Clan is not afraid of dirty things, and we don't have the Three Light Divine Water, so we can simply add some poison into it!"
"They are not afraid of dirt. I don't believe they are not afraid of poison!"
Yu Qiang just wanted to agree, but then he realized something and quickly refused:
"No, what effect can the violent poison have after it is diluted into the sea? And the one that can work is too violent. Don't forget that our home is under their feet!"
"If we drive them away with poison, they will walk away, but we will still have to live on the land under our feet!"
The snake innate saint also reacted when he heard the words. After apologizing repeatedly, he fell into hard thinking again, but there was still a look of regret on his face.
Just when Yu Qiang didn't know what to do, Snake Xiantian Sheng said happily:
"I have another plan! It can definitely replace the Three Light Divine Water!"
When Yu Qiang saw this, he said angrily:
"Let me explain in advance that your poisonous ideas are best left unborn. The land under our feet is our home, and we must never use poisonous things."
The snake genus was born sacred and said quickly:
"Master, don't panic, master, don't panic, I definitely have a purpose this time. Since the poison will destroy our home, then we might as well change it, right?"
"All we want is to increase the power of the formation. Since we don't have spiritual water, we can't use poison, but there is one thing in our northern continent! It can definitely solve our urgent needs!"
Many innate saints were attracted by it, and the snake innate saint said with a proud face:
"There is not much else in our northern continent, but there is so much black ice on the North Pole. Even if we try our best to mine it, dozens of Yuanhui will never be able to mine it all."
"Although this thing is of little use in ordinary times, if it is mixed into a large formation now, the cold air on Xuan Bing's body is enough to deal with the Witch Clan!"
"Besides, the Xuanwu tribe lives in the North Pole. We definitely have enough time for the Xuanbing, and we can even mix some cold marrow into it."
"The cold poison mixed in the water, although not much, is enough to make the Wu tribe suffer. Moreover, the cold poison remains on the earth. It will definitely disappear after a hundred years of sunshine."
"In this place, it will not affect our northern land. If we use Xuanbing cold marrow instead, the only difficulty we have now is how to prevent the sea water from freezing after this thing enters the water."
Another innate sacred also added with great interest at this moment:
"It doesn't matter if it freezes a little, as long as it does not affect the operation of the formation. Some ice cubes may increase the lethality."
"If With the help of magic shaping, what fell from the sky was not ice, but magic weapons! "
The scene suddenly became lively, and the previous depression of the crowd disappeared. Yu Qiang was full of smiles at this moment, and said:
"I can now imitate my previous spiritual treasure Xuanyin arrow, based on its shape and function, to develop a spell and add some hidden shaping ability. "
"I want them to produce ice in their eyebrows, hair, mouth and nose even if they are in June, under the scorching sun!"
"Only in this way can I relieve my hatred for the witch clan!"
Yu Qiang's words attracted constant cheers from the crowd, and then they scattered like birds and beasts, focusing on practicing formations and going to the North Pole to find the Xuanwu clan to ask for Xuanbing!
There were also several people who were obsessed with developing spells with Yu Qiang, each with their own strange ideas, and some of their methods were extremely bad, which often made everyone laugh.
As one of them said, why not store a few mountains of black ice in advance, hide them in the sea water, and use them specifically to target those great witches!
Or develop the art of ice fog, spread it all over the battlefield, so that all the witches who come to attack will have frostbite on their feet and can't move.
As the few people talked and laughed, just because of a little black ice, they instantly had wonderful ideas and infinite inspiration.
At this time, Gonggong was still inspecting the war reserves, and Tianwu and others were still drinking.
While they were drinking, they were even constantly circling the occupied map, as if they were dividing which tribes belonged to them.
Occasionally, they made bets to see which tribes would rebel and when, and never thought about what sinister things were waiting for them ahead. (End of this chapter)