After waiting for a quarter of an hour at the tribe's entrance, I finally saw the army led by Ye Zhan.
A vast number of soldiers followed behind Ye Zhan, their steps perfectly synchronized, as if they were one.
Compared to the disarray before they left, the victorious army now was clearly more orderly and much stronger.
It was evident that after a bloody battle, these newly joined warriors had made significant progress and had become qualified soldiers.
Ye Zhan stopped ten meters away from Su Xingyu, then dismounted and quickly walked up to him.
"Patriarch, I have fulfilled my mission. The monster horde in Bloodfang Forest has been annihilated."
"Well done. I have prepared a victory feast for you to enjoy your triumph. However, before that, you must first go to the Divine Hall to receive Our Lord's blessing."
"Thank you, Patriarch. Praise Our Lord!" Ye Zhan was overjoyed.
"Go."
Su Xingyu waved his hand, "After you receive the blessing, come to the Conference Room."
"As you command, Patriarch." Ye Zhan replied respectfully.
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After taking Bloodfang Forest, the Night Tribe began a new round of construction.
The path from Bloodfang Forest to the Night Tribe was not smooth. Even with carriages for transport, it was not easy to bring back the Blood Crystal Stones.
Coupled with the difficulty of mining and the factor of manual transport, the cost was too high.
However, abandoning Bloodfang Forest was impossible.
A medium-sized Blood Crystal Vein contained at least five times the ore of a small vein, and with maximum extraction, it could provide the Night Tribe with seven to ten thousand units of Blood Crystal Stones daily.
Moreover, there were also abundant Spirit Grass resources there.
Such immense profit made it impossible for the Night Tribe to abandon Bloodfang Forest, so building a road and establishing a stronghold became inevitable.
This stronghold did not need to be too sturdy, nor did its defenses need to be too strong. The thousands of soldiers stationed there would be the best defense.
Up to now, the Night Tribe had planned to build four strongholds: Giant Tiger, Savage Bull, Black Soil, and Bloodfang, each to be guarded by thousands of soldiers.
These four strongholds could also be seen as military bases. They would firmly protect the city the Night Tribe was building. With the guard of these four strongholds, no large army could bypass them to attack the Night Tribe directly.
Building the first three strongholds was not difficult. They already had good food production land and Crystal Ore Veins. They only needed to send people to manage them, and they could support tens of thousands of people.
But the Bloodfang Stronghold was different. There was nothing there. The Night Tribe would have to continuously transport food until the newly reclaimed land could support the entire stronghold.
But there was no other way, given the abundant resources there.
Fortunately, now that the City of Gods existed, allowing trade with others, otherwise, even if Su Xingyu wanted to establish the Bloodfang Stronghold, it would have to wait until spring.
Building the city, reclaiming land, establishing strongholds, forming legions, and exploring the depths of the Black Soil Plain...
After half a month of comfortable living and witnessing the divine power of the Gods several times, the newly joined tribesmen finally submitted completely and considered the Night Tribe their home.
If their initial submission was out of necessity, then now it was out of genuine gratitude.
After comparing their lives on both sides, these tribesmen from other tribes finally understood that their current life was a life fit for humans, while their past was simply that of beasts of burden.
Although the Night Tribe would forcibly require them to work, most of it was safe physical labor, and they were given enough food every day, three meals a day, with meat every few days.
Besides food, the esteemed Patriarch personally met them and kindly inquired about their living conditions. At that time, a child boldly said, "It's too cold to sleep at night," which almost scared his parents to death.
Was the cold weather a problem?
It wasn't a problem. At least they had houses to shelter from the cold and straw mats for warmth, so they weren't directly exposed to the wind and snow.
Every year during the harsh winter, many people in the Black Soil Plain froze to death. Therefore, the child's words, "It's too cold to sleep at night," were not taken seriously by anyone. They even felt that it was very lenient of the Patriarch not to blame him.
Unexpectedly, a few days later, the Patriarch sent people to notify them to collect quilts and cotton in the plaza. The quilts were for them to use directly, and the cotton was for them to make into warming items themselves.
In this day and age, who sells quilts? They sell equipment and food... If Wang Dong didn't know many merchants, Su Xingyu wouldn't even be able to buy quilts.
Even so, it moved the tribesmen to tears. They realized that the Patriarch had not deceived them; he truly considered them his own people.
Su Xingyu didn't see any problem with this. The more people the Night Tribe had, the stronger their strength would be, and the better His state would be. Helping these tribesmen was essentially helping himself.
Besides, it wasn't a big deal, just wanting to sleep more comfortably.
Was this a big deal? It really wasn't!
It could only be said that the cognitive gap between the two sides was huge.
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Time passed quickly, and another half month went by.
A month had passed since Su Xingyu connected to the "net." During this month, although the Night Tribe had not expanded aggressively, its strength had undergone earth-shattering changes.
They had completely digested the gains from unifying the Red River.
If the Night Tribe a month ago was a bloated fatty, then the current Night Tribe was a muscular man with robust muscles. Their weight hadn't increased, but their strength was incomparable.
After digesting the Red River, Su Xingyu was ready to launch his next expansion plan.
At this stage, plundering was much faster than self-production.
The Night Tribe needed more population, more resources, and a broader territory.
In this past month, Su Xingyu had already investigated the forces in the Black Soil Plain.
In the depths of the Black Soil Plain, there were three powerful forces.
A Barbarian Tribe that occupied a medium-sized Blood Crystal Vein, possessed large areas of Blood Spirit Flower cultivation land, and survived by herding and plundering.
A Semi-Metal Giant Tribe that used the Red Iron Valley as their stronghold, consumed ore as food, and though their tribesmen were few, each was an elite.
Besides these, there was also a large Jackalman Tribe that occupied the Dark Cave, known for their cruel and cunning nature.
Any one of these three forces was far more powerful than the previous Giant Tiger and Savage Bull tribes.
However, due to existing disputes and mutual suspicion among the three forces, and the complexity of the Red River forces making them difficult to deal with, only the Barbarians would send troops to plunder food during winter. The other two forces didn't pay much attention to this area.
It was precisely because of this that the Red River Tribe could survive peacefully until now.
But times were different now.
Having unified the Red River forces and gained a cheat, the current Night Tribe was not afraid of war with the three major forces. In fact, the warriors within the tribe were somewhat eager for it.
Especially those newly joined warriors, they yearned for war and to offer the lives of their enemies as sacrifices to the Gods.
Moreover, after being bullied by the Barbarians for so many years, it was impossible for them not to harbor some resentment.
It was understandable that they couldn't get revenge before due to lack of strength, but now...
Heh heh...
Barbarians, die for me!
However, before Su Xingyu could advance into the Black Soil Plain, the Barbarian raiding party arrived again.
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