"Work harder and rest after walking another 40 kilometers today!"
"We'll arrive at our destination soon. You can rest as much as you want then!"
"The supplies and shacks have been managed enough. The clan leader has already said that everyone will be allocated land by then!"
On the wide plain wilderness.
Hundreds of people carried packages on their backs and pushed wheelbarrows, moving steadily toward the east.
Occasionally someone fell behind, and when they heard Nong Cao shout out the chicken soup, they felt full of energy.
"Yes, the distance is getting closer."
Sumo looked back at the long migration team and couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.
The straight-line distance between the Zhushikeng tribe and the Yunxiao tribe is about 400 kilometers.
Taking into account the steep terrain in many areas in the middle, we took a detour and the total distance was about 550 kilometers.
In the past six days, at a migration speed of seventy kilometers per day, today we have officially entered the outer area of the Yunxiao tribe.
All the way here, it can be considered as a near miss.
The Fire Fist tribe, which carried a large amount of supplies, was not only coveted by the tribes around the route, but also encountered four long lines of refugees with a size of over a thousand people.
Among them, the surrounding tribes pose little threat. After Thomas casually announces the name of the Yunxiao tribe, they will basically let them go.
After all, there are two priests in charge of the migration team of more than 100 people. The level is not low, and the safety factor can be said to be full.
But on the other hand, the long queue of refugees doesn't care whether you have a priest or which tribe you are.
Facing cart after cart of supplies, the Fire Fist tribe's migration team inevitably encountered more than a dozen attacks.
Mostly at night.
With a sense of luck, the extremely hungry refugees took advantage of the chaos and came, not caring whether they would die or not.
After being attacked one after another and robbed of dozens of carts of supplies, Sumo decided to take the initiative.
Thomas is responsible for pretending to be an evil cultivator, and using the guise of catching blood eaters, he uses magic to break up the refugee team.
Then he would come forward as a powerful priest passing by to spread the word to the refugees that the evil cultivators had targeted the large group, and only by breaking them into pieces could they escape the pursuit of the evil cultivators.
After a few waves, the effect is remarkable.
In order to survive, the refugee team of more than a thousand people began to split up, one after another, gradually turning into dozens of wandering teams with no more than a hundred people.
At the same time, the divided refugees also brought unexpected surprises.
Sumo used this to recruit a small team and recruit refugees with good character and hard work into the team.
579 people.
This is the current size of the Firefist Migration Team.
In fact, if it weren't for the fear of scaring the Yunxiao tribe and ruining the next plan, this number could steadily grow to 800 or even 1,000 people.
However, even if Sumo deliberately kept the scale down, when he arrived in the outer area of the Yunxiao Tribe, the people he met occasionally would still not dare to approach him and strike up a conversation. If he saw him from a distance, he would immediately speed up and run away.
Including the two Yunxiao tribe patrol officers who met from a distance in the morning, they also turned around and left when they saw the migrating team.
After all, as long as there is a chance of survival, refugees will choose to join the tribe and devote themselves to farming in order to live a stable life.
Anyone who has a chance to survive will join the tribe, participate in farming, and stabilize.
Those who can choose to continue migrating are either forced to a dead end or have greater ambitions.
No matter which one of these two people they are, they are obviously not someone that a few idlers can provoke.
"Chief, count the time, it's almost time for the Yunxiao Tribe to arrive."
Thomas walked swiftly beside him and volunteered to push a wheelbarrow full of supplies as an example.
He was not excited for long as the priest's level was improved, because the feeling was as ethereal as a dream.
He was only happy for half the night after killing Shadu and Zhang Tai, because there were still many possible troubles in the future.
However, these days, the number of people watching the migration team is increasing day by day, and new refugees join the Fire Fist tribe every day.
But he only felt that there was endless energy in his body, and he had never been in such a good mood!
"Speaking of Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here, hey, he is really here."
Sumo was about to make a joke, but when he looked up, a group of people actually appeared in the distance.
Three trucks painted in red and black came speeding from a distance, their wheels rolling over the dry land, kicking up waves of thick loess, rolling up like yellow waves, covering the sky and the sun.
When you get closer, you can see that its body is equipped with thick armor plates, a sharp impact angle is installed on the front, and the wheels have been replaced with wider off-road tires, giving it a full wasteland style.
The carriage has also been transformed into an open combat platform. At first glance, there should be fifteen people in each vehicle.
Including the people in the cockpit, there were almost fifty people.
"It seems that the world of faith has not completely abandoned modern technology, at least these tribes of tens of thousands of people have not."
Sumo narrowed his eyes, quickly put away his unnecessary thoughts, and raised his hand to wave behind him.
The migration team gradually stopped, and more and more people noticed the three trucks coming from a distance.
"Huang Xiangyu, Kong Geliang, you two lead people to maintain order and stop chaos."
"Yes."
After arranging the rear, three trucks also drove over and stopped fifty meters away from the team in a 'pin' shape.
The window of the van at the front opened, and a large speaker protruded from it.
"Stay there, comers. You have entered the area controlled by the Yunxiao Tribe. Our tribe has no plans to accept refugees for the time being. Please go back the way you came or take a detour."
"If you have other intentions, please send two representatives to come forward."
Expected attitude.
The Yunxiao Tribe is one of the six major tribes in Crack No. 37, ranking fourth.
There is one fifth-level priest, two fourth-level priests, four third-level priests, and twenty-seven second-level and first-level priests, which can be described as strong.
However, no matter how strong they are, the Yunxiao Tribe still has to abide by the three unspoken rules among the six major tribes.
Namely: rules of war, rules of distribution, rules of population.
1. The six major tribes are not allowed to participate in the war between the tribes under the rift, including but not limited to: supporting manpower, supporting materials, providing intelligence and other means.
This move is to protect the interests of small and medium-sized tribes in the rift, and also to prevent the six major tribes from blindly participating in the war and causing fire, which will eventually evolve into a full-scale war in the rift.
2. Private storage of resources between the six major universities is not allowed and must be strictly carried out in accordance with the allocation system.
Except for the divine mine, which uses a special competition to determine the share, all other resources use an equal share system.
This ensures that conflicts are further reduced and promotes ecological stability in the cracks.
3. In order to prevent over-absorption of the population, leaving other tribes in the rift with no one available and falling into a cycle of death.
The six major groups need to determine the upper limit of population based on the strength and number of internal priests.
A fifth-level priest corresponds to a population of 10,000.
A fourth-level priest corresponds to a population of two thousand.
A third-level priest corresponds to a population of one thousand.
For the second-level and first-level priests further down, one person corresponds to one hundred people.
That is to say, the Yunxiao tribe can accommodate up to 20,700 people. If it exceeds this number, it will need to actively clear out the population.
According to the information provided by Zhang Tai, the current population of the Yunxiao Tribe is just over 20,000, with only a few hundred places left to accommodate the upper limit.
Unless the Fire Fist Migration Team can show enough value, they will never be taken in. "High Priest, just watch the team. I'll just take Nong Cao there."
The two of them fought together during this period and often competed with each other. Their strength was basically between equals.
Of course, the fourth level and the fifth level can be evenly matched, which already illustrates Somo's talent.
"Be careful."
Thomas nodded, no longer as worried about this and that as before.
Soon, Sumo walked out of the team with Nong Cao, who was in charge of material statistics, and headed towards the convoy.
But he never thought that this move would cause chaos in the convoy in the distance.
"Damn it, it's real or fake. It only took four minutes. This homeless team deliberately messed with me, right?"
"To be precise, three minutes and forty-seven seconds, not even four minutes."
"Hey hey hey, take the money, take the money, I said they look like a mess, but in fact they are not afraid of us at all."
"We are not afraid that we will have too many refugees, but without a fight, how can we tell who is the representative?"
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The combatants in the trunk of the cargo truck were in a noisy mess.
After the deep winter, the number of refugee groups increased. In almost two or three days, one group broke into the area controlled by the Yunxiao Tribe, and they needed to be responsible for dissuading them from retreating.
Generally speaking, after hearing that the Yunxiao Tribe no longer accepts refugees and must take a detour to leave, these refugee teams will automatically get into chaos, either fighting for representation rights or splitting up and killing each other on the spot.
And how long it will take for these refugee teams to get into chaos is their biggest source of fun.
But today, many people are obviously in trouble.
This refugee team, which has a population of more than 500 people, did not have any confusion, and it took less than four minutes to send out representatives, which is really rare.
Click.
The passenger door of the cargo truck at the front opened, and the first-level priest and investigation captain ‘Wang Qi’ jumped out.
He first turned around and glared at the chaos of combatants behind him, then lowered his voice and said:
"Stop arguing, the man coming from the other side is a priest, preparing for battle."
"Priest?"
Are there priests in the refugee team?
How strange?
Even if it's just a first-level priest who has just gained a talent, as long as he simply wants to make a living, all the tribes in Crack No. 37 are willing to accept him.
Including the Yunxiao tribe, although the total number of priests exceeds thirty, who would mind one more?
Realizing that the person who came over was likely to join the tribe and become their immediate boss.
The carriage, which was noisy one second, immediately became quiet the next second.
In case of being liquidated by the other party afterwards, the tribe would not offend the priest for an ordinary scout team member.
In fact, the tribe's top leaders would be willing to use this method to close the distance with the new priest.
"As expected of a tribe of ten thousand people, the team opposite is even equipped with priests."
The distance is getting closer.
The two looked at each other, and Somo also sensed a faint priestly aura.
It is estimated that the other party is a first-level priest. He has not acquired the talent for a long time and has not yet stabilized.
However, according to Wang Qi's perception, the aura coming from Somo was a bit exaggerated.
Like the rising sun, it is extremely powerful.
Even if we look at the Yunxiao tribe, it is only slightly weaker than the fifth-level high priest Xia Fenghan, and on par with the few fourth-level priests in the tribe.
"Hey, are you so outrageous? Since when have there been fourth-level priests among the refugees?"
Wang Qi felt a little numb.
Looking at the entire No. 37 Crack, the fourth-level priest can completely walk sideways as long as he does not provoke the Sixth Great.
No matter which tribe you go to, you can become a guest, a presence like a supreme elder.
Wait what should I call him?
Seeing that the distance between the two parties was getting closer and closer, Wang Qi had no choice but to step forward and bow slightly:
"As expected of a high priest, Wang Qi admires him for being able to lead so many people on a steady and orderly migration!"
He clasped his fists and said, "I am a first-level guard priest of the Xia Yunxiao tribe. May I ask which tribe the high priest is from?"
So respectful?
The combatants in the carriage were shocked. They had never seen Wang Qi so humble.
First, three steps turned into two steps forward, and then he bent down and bowed his head, clasping his fists and saluting.
Could it be that the priest coming from the opposite side is still a high-ranking priest?
"Priest Wang has given me too much praise, and I dare not live up to it." Sumo returned the favor with clasped fists, "I, Sumo, come from the Zhushikeng Alliance and came to the Yunxiao Tribe to join my niece Cuicui."
"Zhushikeng Alliance? Niece Cuicui?"
Wang Qi was stunned for a long time, searching in his memory for a long time, but could not find the corresponding information.
"Priest Su, I'm really sorry. I haven't been a priest for a long time. I really haven't heard of the Zhushikeng Alliance. Can you point it out on this map?"
After speaking, Wang Qi took out a crack map No. 37 from his arms and unfolded it on his palm.
Soma stretched out his hand and pointed at the dead corner below the crack.
"Hey, aren't the tribes here all first- and second-level priests?"
Wang Qi scratched his head in confusion, and then reacted suddenly.
"Wait a minute, the Cuicui you are talking about is not the third wife that Patriarch Long Wei married some time ago. No, is it Mrs. Zhang Cuicui?"
wipe.
I almost let it slip that Zhang Cuicui was the third wife.
Although in today's world the strong are respected, it is not a problem for the leader of a tribe of ten thousand people to marry ten concubines.
But if Zhang Cuicui really has a relative of a fourth-level priest, wouldn't her status as a third-bedroom concubine be a slap in the face?
Wang Qi wanted to slap himself, so he quickly changed his name to "Madam" to confuse the ranking.
"Yes, I am his father's best friend, and I am here too"
"Alas."
Su Mo sighed, "The evil cultivator caused trouble and Brother Zhang was brutally murdered. I came here this time, firstly to escape from the evil cultivator's pursuit, and secondly to fulfill his father's last wish and protect Cuicui, his only daughter. .”
"Unexpectedly, I met a lot of poor people on the road. I took them in all the way, but I didn't come here until now."
"Priest Zhang is dead?"
Wang Qi couldn't help but break into a cold sweat when he realized that what Su Mo said was true and not fake.
"Brother Zhang has passed away, and the Zhushikeng tribe has also been burned to ashes by evil cultivators. It is now a matter of death, and it is a matter of time to leave."
"My condolences to Priest Su."
Wang Qi clasped his fists, and then couldn't help but sigh.
Although Zhang Tai is only a priest who has just been promoted to the third level, he is at least respected as a high priest.
Where did the evil cultivator come from that was so rampant that he even dared to kill the high priest?
If he met this evil cultivator in the wild, wouldn't he end up like Zhang Tai?
(End of chapter)