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"The victory is already decided."
Although Su Xingyu did not personally join this battle of such a scale, it did not mean he did not value this army.
This was thirty thousand troops; even though he trusted Ye Zhan's abilities greatly, he couldn't completely leave it to him.
Therefore, when carrying out large-scale operations, Su Xingyu would still observe through the eyes of his Believers. This way, even if an accident occurred, he could open a Teleportation Gate to rescue them in time.
However, Ye Zhan truly did not disappoint him; even with a several-fold disparity in troop numbers, he easily achieved victory.
That's right, although the battle was not yet over, in Su Xingyu's opinion, the Night Tribe had already secured victory.
With the front lines in disarray and the rear in chaos, such a situation was not just for Goblins; even for the Night Tribe's Legion, without a direct Divine Descent to boost morale and lead an elite counter-charge, Su Xingyu couldn't think of any other solution.
Putting aside whether the Goblins could even conceive of this method, even if they did, they wouldn't be able to execute it.
To counter-charge, one needs powerful elites. Compared to the Goblins, the Night Tribe's Warriors were clearly more formidable.
To regroup under such circumstances was simply a pipe dream.
The reality was just as Su Xingyu had predicted: with the front army routed and the rear in chaos, the entire Goblin army soon fell into defeat.
The vast numbers of Goblins from the front lines, sweeping along the Blood Red Goblins behind them, fled backward in disarray.
No matter how the few leaders shouted, it was of no use. The Goblins, terrified by the Black Armored Warriors, only wanted to escape the area at this moment.
They couldn't see the future, nor did they know what consequences their current flight would cause.
Or rather, even if they knew, they wouldn't care. If they could live a little longer, they would live a little longer.
Seeing that the outcome of the battle was decided, Su Xingyu stopped watching. He withdrew his gaze and returned to handling the administrative affairs at hand.
He had quite a lot of matters to attend to. Since transferring some personnel to the newly constructed "Wangdong City," his workload had increased significantly.
The Night Tribe was currently in a period of rebuilding and development. Su Xingyu needed to set the tone for future Development, so that they could develop smoothly in the future, rather than taking things one step at a time.
The Night Tribe was already quite large now; if they wanted to develop, they needed to have a long-term vision.
After defeating the Barbarian Tribe and subjugating the Semi-Metal Giants, the Black Soil Plain could be considered his for the taking.
Barring any unforeseen circumstances, the Black Soil Plain would be his Headquarters in the future. It was precisely for this reason that all areas needed to be clearly demarcated.
Areas for livestock ranches, horse breeding, farming, cultivation, and mining, among others, all needed clear zones. Furthermore, the construction of roads and the locations of Strongholds were all decisions he had to make.
These matters couldn't be decided on a whim; they required consideration from multiple angles.
After all, the demarcation of these areas concerned the development direction of the Night Tribe for the next several decades. Once a mistake was made, it would not be so easy to re-demarcate them.
Su Xingyu had been busy with these things recently, and he also had to go out from time to time for on-site inspections.
"Clan Leader, the Bloodfang Stronghold has been preliminarily constructed," a Tribesman rushed in, reporting his work to Su Xingyu.
"It's finally finished. It really wasn't easy." Some time had passed since Ye Zhan captured the Bloodfang Forest, but the construction of the Stronghold had seen little progress. The main reason was that Magical Beasts and Monster Races from within would occasionally break out, severely disrupting the construction work of the Stronghold.
Now, after so long, there was finally some decent progress.
"Since it's finished, send more people over,"
Su Xingyu pondered for a moment and said, "Send over all the Tribesmen who joined in the last half-month and haven't been assigned work yet. Also, the supplies there should be almost consumed. I'll write a list later; take it to the Seventh Elder and send the supplies and people to the Bloodfang Stronghold together."
With the Black Soil Plain now in their grasp, the Night Tribe had become the sole Hegemonic Power in this land. The name Eternal Night was being sung throughout the entire Black Soil Plain, which also attracted many tribes to come and pledge their allegiance.
In the last half-month alone, nearly twenty thousand people had come to pledge their allegiance, with some even traveling from hundreds of miles away, bringing their families. Their Loyalty was truly utmost.
Of course, this was also related to the Night Tribe's good reputation.
Putting aside other things, just the fact that following the Night Tribe meant one could eat their fill was enough.
This alone was enough to make many tribes consider joining.
After all, in this place, it wasn't a simple matter for ordinary people to eat their fill. Since the Night Tribe had a good reputation and generously provided food to its Tribesmen, other tribes naturally chose to come and pledge their allegiance.
It was perfect to assign these newly joined Tribesmen to the Bloodfang Stronghold.
The Bloodfang Forest had been cleared once. Apart from occasional harassments to the Stronghold, the remaining Magical Beasts could no longer pose a significant threat.
Therefore, there was no need to worry too much about safety issues.
"Yes, Clan Leader."
Taking the order, the Tribesman turned and left.
Before Su Xingyu could even rest, another Tribesman rushed in, "Clan Leader, another tribe has come to pledge allegiance, over two thousand people."
"Mm, I understand."
Su Xingyu nodded calmly, then chided, "Don't be in such a hurry next time. If they want to pledge allegiance, let them. It's not a big deal, no need to rush like this."
The young Tribesman chuckled, scratching the back of his head, and replied earnestly, "Yes, Clan Leader."
"You... sigh, forget it."
Su Xingyu had no recourse with these simple and honest Tribesmen. With a hint of helplessness, he asked, "Where are they all? Have their accommodations been arranged?"
"Uh, they've arrived outside the tribe's gates. As for accommodations..."
"What about accommodations? Are there not enough houses again?"
The young Tribesman hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "More and more tribesmen have been joining recently, and the fixed housing is no longer sufficient. We can only let them stay in tents for a while."
Su Xingyu frowned, then said, "In that case, arrange for all of them to go to the Bloodfang Stronghold. They are short of people there."
The Bloodfang Stronghold could never have too many people. That place was related to another of Su Xingyu's goals, so the more people and the stronger the Bloodfang Stronghold became, the better.
"Yes, Clan Leader."
"That's settled then." Su Xingyu nodded, stood up, and walked out, "Come with me to see the newly joined Tribesmen. Afterwards, you can explain the specific situation of the Night Tribe and its rules and regulations to them, so they can adapt to life here as soon as possible."
"As you command, Clan Leader."
The Tribesman followed behind Su Xingyu, replying loudly.
"The resources they brought must be accounted for, and living supplies must be distributed precisely. Do not miss a single person. I don't want anyone coming to complain to me later that they didn't receive their supplies."
"Clan Leader, rest assured. I will personally supervise this matter and ensure that no Tribesman is missed."
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