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Earlier, when the two senior martial kings of the Black Wind Tribe broke out, the hearts of the Huaxia Tribe were a little turbulent, and the Black Wind Tribe was able to resist, but with the mysterious voice, the senior martial kings of the Black Wind Tribe could not As soon as the attack was made, the Huaxia tribe's army was full of fighting spirit and momentum, and soon gained the upper hand.

"kill……"

"boom……"

"howl……"

After half an hour of fighting, with roars, a demon king of the Black Wind Tribe was severely injured and lost his combat power and fell to the ground. Afterwards, the demon kings of the Huaxia Tribe won successively and severely injured several demon kings of the opponent.

Afterwards, more and more demon kings of the Huaxia tribe came out and began to besiege the strong martial kings of the Heifeng tribe. As a result, the strong martial kings of the Heifeng tribe began to be injured, and gradually some people lost their combat power and withdrew from the battlefield.

"boom……"

Half a day later, as more and more demon kings and martial kings of the Black Wind Tribe lost their combat power and retreated from the battlefield, the black whirlwind and the red-haired ghost finally retreated tentatively. Order to retreat.

"The whole army retreats, don't love to fight, except for those who are seriously injured and dying, the other wounded will be taken away." Following the order of Hei Xuanfeng, the army of Hei Feng tribe finally retreated in a complete defeat.

The Huaxia tribe's army only chased for tens of miles before withdrawing their troops and returning. In this battle, nearly 2,000 Wu Zun and Wu Sheng powerhouses of the Heifeng tribe were killed, and more than 1,800 wounded who were seriously injured and dying were captured.

However, the Huaxia tribe also paid a huge price. More than 800 people were killed in the battle, more than 2,700 were seriously injured, and 7,000 to 8,000 people were slightly injured.

"The lightly injured should be treated with ordinary elixir, and the seriously injured should be treated with diluted life liquid, which can make everyone recover quickly, and even broken limbs can grow back." Nangong Wuji commanded other strong men in the tribe to quickly treat the injured. The strong ones.

"Patriarch, we have captured more than 1,800 wounded and dying strongmen from the Black Wind Tribe, including one Wuwang, two Demon Kings, and more than 400 Wusheng strongmen. How should we deal with them? Should we let them die or treat them? "At this time, Zhao Fenglei came to report.

"The Huaxia tribe can establish a slave army. Anyone who is willing to join can use the life spirit to heal them. I have refined a batch of masks that can control their life and death. There are soul talismans in them. As long as they refine the masks and put them on, they can Control their life and death.

Tell them to join the slave army to fight for the Huaxia tribe,

Those who have made great contributions or survived a hundred years later can join the Huaxia tribe and become tribal citizens, enjoying the same treatment as other tribesmen. "

At this moment, Ling Xiao suddenly appeared next to them, and told Nangong Wuyin that it wasn't that he was such a saint, but that the Huaxia tribe lacked strength, and these people stayed after treatment, and they could fight against other races in the future.

For Ling Xiao, the struggle within the Ming Han Realm is not important, his eyes have been fixed on the alien races of the heavens. Although the struggle within the human race can cultivate batches of strong people, it cannot let these strong people die easily If they die, let them die on the battlefield of fighting against alien races, and play their true role.

"Okay, in this case, let's treat our seriously injured strong man in front of them, let them witness the miracle, and then tell them the truth." Nangong Wuji nodded, and then said.

On the edge of the battlefield dozens of miles away from the Huaxia tribe, more than 1,800 seriously injured people from the Black Wind tribe and more than 2,000 seriously injured people from the Huaxia tribe lay side by side. The body is mutilated, and basically there is only one breath left.

However, at any rate, he is also a strong person above Wu Zun. As long as his head is not blown to pieces, or his heart is pierced, or his dantian is destroyed and he dies on the spot, he can persist for a day or two before he dies.

"Brothers, hold on, Leader Ling has already taken out a large amount of life liquid to treat everyone, and it won't take long for everyone to fully recover." At this time, dozens of figures appeared in midair, led by Patriarch Nangong Wuji told everyone loudly.

"Hahaha, we have the life elixir of Leader Ling, so we won't die."

"That's right, the last time I was besieged and suppressed a peak monster, I was seriously injured once, and he was cured later, otherwise how could I still be able to participate in the battle today."

"In just a few days, we'll be good men again. If the bandits from the Black Wind Tribe dare to come, we'll still dare to fight them with our lives."

Immediately, the seriously injured strongmen of the Huaxia tribe laughed one after another. The reason why they had so many seriously injured people was because they fought desperately with their opponents in the battle, and they were not afraid of being seriously injured.

Therefore, most of the severely injured people of the Black Wind tribe lying around were injured by these seriously injured Chinese powerhouses, and many more were killed by them, so the two sides got to know each other because of the battle.

"Be patient, everyone, you can take the life spirit liquid right away, and you will get better soon." Immediately, hundreds of figures began to get busy in the crowd, taking drops of life spirit liquid for the strong men of the Huaxia tribe.

These life spirit liquids were specially produced by Ling Xiao recently by Yaya. Most of them are at the level of Wu Zun and Martial Saints, and only a small amount of them are at the level of Martial Kings. A large amount of life spirit liquid can be produced.

"Very comfortable."

"Maybe after I recover, my cultivation can be enhanced?"

"Haha, cool, you don't have to worry about getting seriously injured when you fight in the future."

The Huaxia powerhouse smiled while taking the life spirit liquid, and then one by one began to refine the life spirit liquid with their eyes closed. The injuries on their bodies recovered quickly, and some stumps and broken bodies were also growing slowly.

The powerhouses of the Black Wind Tribe were envious, but surrounded by more than a dozen martial king powerhouses and more than a hundred martial saint powerhouses from the Huaxia tribe, they did not dare to act rashly.

Half a day later, the auras of the seriously injured strongmen of the Huaxia tribe became stronger and stronger. Some of the weakly injured strongmen have all recovered, and those with more serious injuries are gradually recovering after taking more life liquid With that, I believe it only takes one day to fully recover.

As for the seriously injured and strong men of the Black Wind Tribe, dozens of them died during this half day. When the others looked at their dead companions and the strong men of the Huaxia Tribe fully recovering one by one, they not only felt huge waves in their hearts, but also More full of desire for life.

"My lord, can you treat us too, we also want to live." Finally, a seriously injured and strong man from the Black Wind Tribe couldn't help but shouted.

"Yes, we don't want to die either. We have no grievances with the Huaxia Tribe. The high-level leaders of the Black Wind Tribe asked us to attack the Huaxia Tribe. We actually didn't want to come."

"My lord, as long as I can be cured and let me survive, I am willing to do anything."

Immediately, the man's words were echoed by a large number of seriously injured and strong men of the Black Wind Tribe. .

If there is no way to heal their injuries, they will still want to die and won't think so much. However, watching the strong men of the Huaxia tribe who were as seriously injured as them fully recover one by one, their desire to save life will naturally become stronger. up.

"Everyone, God has the virtue of good deeds. We are all human races, and we don't want to watch you all die like this. This is a waste of our human race's resources.

However, you and my Huaxia tribe are in a hostile relationship, and we cannot easily treat you, so there must be conditions. Only when we accept our conditions, will we rescue you, otherwise we can only wait for you to help bury you after you die . "

Hearing more and more seriously injured people calling for medical treatment, Nangong Wuji secretly smiled, but he still glanced at the seriously injured with a blank expression and said, the sound spread around ten miles around, and all the seriously injured in the Black Wind Tribe listened to it. arrive.

"My lord, if you have any conditions, please tell me."

"No matter what the conditions are, as long as I can survive, I will agree."

"Yes, what is more important than being alive."

After hearing Nangong Wuji's voice, more seriously injured people responded. After thinking about it carefully, what condition is more unacceptable than death. If you can't accept it, the worst thing is to die.

"Okay, my Huaxia tribe is going to build a slave army, and all of you who are willing to join can be treated. After joining the slave army, you must fight for the Huaxia tribe, make enough contributions or live for hundreds of years in the battle, then you can Release the slave status, become a member of the Huaxia tribe, and have the same status and treatment as people from other tribes." Nangong Wuyin's voice sounded, and many seriously injured fell silent.

"Will you let us fight against the Black Wind Tribe?" asked Xu Shicheng, the seriously injured King Wu.

"Of course, if the Black Wind tribe invades our Huaxia tribe again, you will be the vanguard. I know that you may feel that you can't attack your original companions, but you are seriously injured and dying. You are dead.

Now it is our Huaxia Tribe who is helping you survive from death, which is equivalent to reviving your life, so why worry about the previous tribe? Of course, if you meet your family and relatives, you can persuade them to return to the Huaxia tribe, and they can get better treatment. "

Nangong Wuji then persuaded them loudly, and even gave tempting suggestions, which immediately moved the seriously injured people of the Black Wind Tribe, and they all expressed their willingness to accept the conditions of the Huaxia Tribe to join the slave army.

"Start to treat them, but only give them a small amount of life spirit liquid first, and when they recover to a certain level, immediately let them refine their masks to be controlled, and kill them on the spot if they don't want to." Nangong Wuyin nodded, and then gave an order.

At this time, the seriously injured strong men of the Huaxia tribe have basically recovered, and they stayed beside the seriously injured men of the Black Wind tribe and did not leave, supervising their refining masks to accept control, and those who dare not follow or have other ideas, immediately kill.

However, to be able to live again, these powerhouses are already mentally prepared, knowing that the Huaxia tribe cannot completely trust them, and it is acceptable to impose restrictions on them, and no one resists or dares to resist.

"Patriarch, a total of 1,762 seriously injured people joined the slave army, including one junior martial king, two junior demon kings, 688 strong martial saints, and the rest are all strong martial lords."

A day later, the statistical data was sent to Nangong Wuyin. Nearly 1,800 strong men above the Martial Venerable realm were about to die, but now they all recovered.

"Very good. With this slave army, our Huaxia tribe will become stronger in the future. The most important thing is that we can use this method to recruit more strong men in the future, and increase the number and scale of the slave army. In the future, the slave army will definitely become a powerful force for the Huaxia tribe."

Nangong Wuji secretly admired Ling Xiao's method. Of course, Ling Xiao must have the life spirit liquid and mask restraint to completely control this slave army, and Ling Xiao has given the forbidden jade token to command and control the slave army Him, let him take charge of this army himself.

"Patriarch, we also lost a lot in this war, but we captured more, and all kinds of supplies add up to a mountain, which is enough to consume the tribe for a while." Zhang Yufan said happily.

"Our tribe has the earth as its backing, and there is no shortage of various resources at all, so as long as it is a strong man who has made contributions in the war, we will give enough rewards according to the merits, so that everyone can transform resources into cultivation strength and give birth to more strong men." Only when the tribe can develop and grow, will it have more resources in the future."

Nangong Wuji waved his big hand and said that when the strongmen of the Martial League came from the earth, they brought a lot of resources, and most of them were needed for Wu Zun and Martial Sage level training, while the resources needed for Wu King's training were Ling Xiao's. Provided, so what the powerhouses of the Huaxia tribe lack is the time to practice, not the resources.

"Leader, do you think that after the defeat of the Black Wind Tribe, they will wage another war?" Not long after, Nangong Wuji came to Ling Xiao's place for dinner, and chatted with Ling Xiao.

"It probably won't happen in a short time, but sooner or later there will be a fight. They may find a stronger backer, maybe the Martial Emperor, and they have to give it a try." Ling Xiao said with a faint smile.

"That's useless, and if we do it again, we must make them lose even more, and we must not give up easily." Nangong Wuji knew that Ling Xiao's cultivation had already broken through to the Martial Emperor realm, so even if the other party invited a Martial Emperor expert, he was not worried. .

"Well, if the Martial Emperor of the Minghan Realm makes a move, then I will also make a move, and if I want to make a fuss, I will make it bigger. After all, I won't stay in the Minghan Realm for too long. I have to go back to the Tower of Ten Thousand Realms. It's good there. There are too many things, and the earth and the Chinese tribes need a lot of resources to develop." Ling Xiao nodded and said.

Although he won't kill wantonly, he must let a group of powerful people in the Ming Han Realm know of his existence and his relationship with the Huaxia tribe, so that the Huaxia tribe can get more time to develop.