Let Go Of That Primordial Man

Master Niu's final battle plan is quite simple, it is completely from a plane ahead of the primitive era, at least thousands of years of civilization crushing.

He planned to bury a terrifying number of various shells, TNT military explosives, and even gasoline barrels and liquefied gas tanks on the ultimate road of the Tuji tribe.

When the army of the Tuji tribe passed by here, or when they camped on it, they detonated it directly.

Originally, he also planned to bury those anti-tank mines together, but considering that if these things were triggered by various heavy pack animals in advance, wouldn't it arouse the vigilance of the chicken tribe in advance.

As a result, many anti-tank mines bought with a lot of Huaguo coins were put down again in the warehouse to eat ashes. a tuition fee...

Logically speaking, when the army of the Tuji tribe camped in the explosion area, the effect obtained by detonating these explosives would be the most ideal thing.

So after some consideration, Master Niu closed the second line of defense with an iron wall, and only placed five soldiers from the brigade as short-term defenders.

These people also received quite loose orders, and they only needed to persist for three days under the attack of the Tuji tribe army.

And if the attack of the Tuji tribe is too crazy, they can retreat from the iron wall in advance according to the situation without any punishment.

Of course, even after they retreated, they had to arrange enough manpower to continue to harass successively in the following days, so as to delay the marching speed of the Tuji tribe as much as possible, so that Master Niu would have enough time to do this. project...

The last line of defense was named Dashengguan by Master Niu, and the lottery he wanted to win was naturally self-evident.

As for Mr. Niu himself, with almost all the labor he could mobilize, he started the frantic digging and burying operations thirty miles away from the front of the Dasheng Pass defense line.

Because according to the habits of the chicken tribe army, they always place the camping position in a position that the 107 rockets cannot attack.

After some thought, Master Niu buried all these special gifts at a depth of half a meter underground.

It has to be said that this is an extremely huge workload. The excavation and burial of a half-meter-deep soil layer in an area of ​​more than ten miles is simply amazing.

As a result, the kids in the preschool of the Black Stone Tribe left the school again with great excitement.

Master Niu completely ignored the fact that these kids were still underage; after each of them distributed a sapper shovel, he asked them to follow Teacher Sanya to dig soil and bury holes on the ground with their buttocks sticking out.

Master Niu, who has completely lost his morals, even calls it a manual labor class; he doesn't care where there is a manual class, it's about selling coolies, and it takes half a month to take it...

In fact, Master Niu had no choice but to come up with such a bad idea.

There are only so many manpower, and the workload is so heavy. Naturally, everyone who can be used must be used; the entire Blackstone tribe only has a small number of manpower left in the breeding industry, and other various workshops have long since ceased operations. It's been a long time.

The other tribes of the tribal alliance can squeeze out a little manpower, but by the time these people are transferred, the day lily will be cold.

Exploit child labor, exploit it! Otherwise, if the plan falls short, the fate of these little kids will be very miserable, let alone going to school or class.

Besides, look at these little brats, what they do is quite cheerful! Master Niu comforted himself in this way.

Thanks to the natives of the primitive era, the animals are generally inhuman. When they wield their engineering shovels to work, they are like small artificial excavators with amazing efficiency.

Coupled with the harassing troops in front, they desperately caused trouble for the army of the Tuji tribe.

Finally, when the forward troops of the Tuji tribe arrived more than two hundred miles in front of Dasheng Pass, they finally buried Master Niu's tens of thousands of tons of explosives.

Even, they carefully camouflaged it a little bit, trying to make it all look natural, so as not to arouse the vigilance and attention of the native chicken tribe.

*****

As the guide continued to learn that he was not far away from the Blackstone Tribe, Lord Tuli's self-confidence burst again.

Especially after a battle that was obviously not that fierce, when they captured the second line of defense guarded by the tribal coalition forces, his self-confidence reached the peak of its fullest.

As for the continuous battles and the fact that most of the slaves and servants in the army had been killed or injured after frequent attacks on the road, he didn't pay attention at all.

There are no more slaves to be captured. After defeating the tribal alliance, there are no more slaves among the dozens of tribes they belong to.

It would be better if the servants were dead. Could it be that the vassal tribes still complained about the powerful chicken tribe?

What's more, after being attacked more, the top and bottom of the army have already had rich experience. Although it is still inevitable that hundreds of people are killed and injured every day, they will no longer be as flustered as before.

Of course, the best situation is that after defeating the tribal alliance, the death of these servants is the best result, so that the chicken tribe and the precious wolf cavalry will be less lost.

After all, after many days of fighting, the number of casualties of the 50,000 wolf cavalry is almost approaching that of 10,000.

Such a large number of casualties can be said to have rarely occurred in the past hundred years due to the constant battles of the Tuji tribe...

Fortunately, all these casualties were worthwhile. According to the guide in the army, a caravan leader who had been to the Blackstone Tribe twice before claimed that the distance from the Blackstone Tribe was only less than 800 miles away.

If the normal marching speed is followed, this distance can be reached in just over two days; even if it is replaced by the current situation of constant attacks, the city wall of the Blackstone tribe can be seen within seven days.

However, one day later in the afternoon, Mr. Tuli found with some headaches that another line of defense appeared in sight.

It's nothing if it's just the fact, it's a big deal and a bloody battle is enough; what makes him a little uneasy is that there is a strange high platform on the top of the defense line that has never been seen before in the previous two defense lines.

With a small number of guards, Tuli secretly approached to a distance of about seven or eight miles, and he could see a strange figure on the high platform.

Because the distance was too far, Tuli could only see clearly that the man was wearing a white robe, but could not clearly see the appearance of the man's head and face.

But even so, Tuli can completely guess that there is such a strange behavior, who else can make such a strange behavior except the old enemy Niu of the Tuji tribe.

By the way, this freight station is so high, isn't it afraid that a thunder from the sky will strike him to death? Tuli, who looked at the defense line from a distance, looked forward to it in his heart.