The entire territory of the Bone-Bone Tribe was filled with various traps dug by orcs who could dig holes, just like how they ambushed the fleeing people from the three major tribes in the Yellowstone Tribe.
It is autumn now, but the leaves have not started to fall yet, which is a perfect place to hide the wolf tooth racket.
There was quite a bit of yellowed grass on the ground, and even if the orcs who often dug holes made traps and covered them up, it was basically indistinguishable.
However, this is not enough. The traps on the ground can only catch the opponent off guard, and it is unlikely to cause a large number of casualties on the opponent.
This battle was different from the one in the Yellowstone Tribe. There were too many people on the opposite side, and he didn't dare to let the orcs who were active underground ambush in the trap. That was not an ambush, but a way for them to die.
Lian Dai led his men to divide the prisoners into three areas, and each area was responsible for making the three components of the simplest bow: the bow body, string, and arrow.
Some of the orcs in Qingshan City also made medicinal juice from various herbs collected by Meng Yuqing that could make people feel uncomfortable or disturbed, and applied it on their arrows.
In the eyes of many people, the preparations made by Meng Yuqing were enough, and the hearts of many orcs who were originally determined to die gradually calmed down.
Although they had never thought of returning alive when they came here, they all felt an indescribable emotion when they knew that their leader was still trying his best to weaken the enemy's combat power and protect their own soldiers.
The orc who led a part of the orcs of the Boneless Tribe to rebel at the last moment was the father of the young orc who came to report the news.
Their original number was not large, only about 500 people. After the battle, they obediently transformed back into human form and allowed the people of Qingshan City to tie them up and take them back to the Chibone Tribe.
After getting permission, the young orc ran to his father and whispered about the situation of his sub-father and younger brother. After listening, the orc's expression completely relaxed.
After seeing that his relatives were staying well in the tribe and had not suffered any other unacceptable injuries except for some teenage orcs who had gone hungry for a few meals, the people he brought back felt completely relieved.
Their treatment was naturally better than that of the other group of captured prisoners of war. However, no matter what the differences were between them, there was only one thing they had to do now, which was to work hard in exchange for their own food. However, these people did not need to be whipped and were still very proactive in working.
Qingshan City once again sent flying orcs to transport bombs. After hearing the news, Meng Yuqing ran to meet the flying orcs with his half-eaten meal.
As Ke was unloading his belongings, he said, "The tribe's bomb stockpile is almost empty. We're not making them very fast, so we'll have to wait a while for the next batch."
He thought about the current situation, sighed again and said, "I guess we won't be able to wait until the next batch comes."
Meng Yuqing nodded but didn't force it. The danger of bombs was still too great for this world, and Qingshan City didn't dare let anyone else do it.
At least Xia is watching over Qingshan City now, and after all this is over, Xuan will still be watching over it for a long time.
Bombs are also regulated.
"But..." Ke changed the subject and continued, "In addition to the bombs, we will all stay and participate in the battle, and the tribe leader also asked us to bring a lot of other things."
Meng Yuqing was a little surprised. She followed Ke to where they unloaded the things and saw that there were black thorn grass, thousands of crossbows, and countless crossbow arrows.
He was stunned at first, then ecstatic. Since he came to the north, he had been consciously collecting black thorn grass for the final battle.
However, black thorn herb is not a common herb. Although it is found in the north, it is much less than in the south.
Therefore, even if he kept saving, the amount would not be enough.
This time, Xia asked the flying orcs to bring four large animal hide bags of black thorn grass, which together were as big as a medium-sized beast.
There are also thousands of crossbows and so many arrows...
The biggest worry, that we wouldn't be able to significantly weaken the enemy's combat effectiveness before the actual battle, has finally been resolved.
Looking at so many crossbows and chains, he was supervising the production of the earliest version of bamboo bow in Qingshan City.
Meng Yuqing felt that it didn't matter if he was even more shameless.
It doesn't matter if the catapult can't come. With so many flying orcs in the sky, besides rushing down from the sky to attack the enemy, wouldn't it be the same to just drop stones from the air? A flying orc version of the catapult wouldn't be a problem either.
Anyway, before the head-on battle, he will do whatever it takes to deal with the opponent.
The fewer people who come before them, the better!
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Adding another stroke to the incomplete character "正", Meng Yuqing gently touched the wooden board in his hand. There were only eight days left before the twenty-day deadline. He actually hoped that the Divine Tribe would not be so punctual.
However, the moment I woke up this morning, I heard the soft voice of the system counting down to the upcoming battle.
"Host, the God Tribe is ready to set off, but they are heading towards the Flame Tribe for now. The Sharp Knife Tribe has already sent some people to wait there. If they take a detour from there, it may take longer to get here, but it will not exceed 25 days at the latest."
The system said a long string of words, extracted a large amount of energy from the energy space, and then fell silent. As a system that was with him every day, he knew how much pressure Meng Yuqing had been under during this period.
If Meng Yuqing's body had not been strengthened and energy had not been integrated into his body, his hair would have fallen out in large clumps.
Meng Yuqing did not answer, but nodded to indicate that he understood.
seaside.
Xuan still blocked the "God"'s way into the sea. It was impossible for the two to be unscathed after such a long fight.
Three of the "God's" tentacles were still broken. No blood was flowing from the broken parts, but they were covered by a black mist. A closer look revealed that new tentacles were slowly growing from the broken parts.
Xuan's hair was extremely messy, and many wounds on his limbs were covered with golden light that was repairing his wounds.
Judging from the outside, the "God" only had a very long wound on his head besides the three broken tentacles. There were even more wounds on Xuan's body, as if he had fallen into a disadvantage.
But only the two people who were fighting knew that Xuan only had some superficial injuries, while the wound on the head of "Shen" almost took his life.
A familiar kestrel took a look at this side from a distance, then flew towards the Boneless Tribe without looking back.
It was impossible for Meng Yuqing to come to the beach in person to see what was happening with Xuan, so he could only ask someone he trusted to go there for him.
And the person chosen to help him look after the situation was Xun.
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