Chapter 391: Breaking through the Pixiu Tribe
Before setting off, Liu Jianan arranged a team to thoroughly explore the battlefield.
First, to ensure that all the people in the Pixiu Tribe were killed to avoid leaking the news.
Second, to collect the spoils.
What he didn't expect was that Fen Jue could survive the attack of the auspicious beasts and him together with the Pixiu. Even
when the warrior held Fen Jue in front of him, there was no visible damage on Fen Jue's body, and he was still sharp.
"As expected of a precious sword forged by Lord Suzaku himself, it is not only unaffected by flames, but also possesses great toughness." Bifang praised endlessly, and then asked, "Lord God Slayer, are you really not considering leaving it behind?"
Liu Jianan touched Fenjue's sword. This sword already had its own consciousness, and it could evolve into a heirloom in the future.
But he still couldn't leave it behind.
The prophecy on the Savage Continent was a bit weird. Suzaku could predict his arrival hundreds of years later, so the predictions made by the witch of the Zhurong tribe before his death were probably true.
To be on the safe side, it was better to keep this sword away from him.
Seeing Liu Jianan's firm attitude, Bifang said nothing more and handed Fenjue to the chieftain for safekeeping.
Two hours later, after the spoils were collected, Liu Jianan could not wait to count them and led the warriors to the base camp of the Pixiu tribe.
Speed was of the essence, and they had to catch them all before the Pixiu tribe's remaining personnel noticed something was wrong.
When the army arrived at the Pixiu tribe, it was already noon.
Although this time was not the best time to launch a raid, Liu Jianan did not want to wait until night.
At this time, the warriors had just experienced a night of fighting, plus several hours of marching, and they should have been exhausted.
But they are the descendants of the auspicious beasts, so their physical strength is better than that of ordinary people.
Although they are tired, they are not unable to fight.
Liu Jianan does not want to be a "Liu Baopi", but in the current situation, if he chooses to let the warriors set up camp on the spot and get enough rest, they will definitely miss the opportunity for a surprise attack.
What if they are accidentally discovered by the scouts of the Pixiu tribe, wouldn't they lose the initiative in vain?
Bifang took the lead in expressing his position: "We still have some strength left, so why not make a concerted effort to take down the Pixiu tribe and then have a good rest."
The other auspicious beasts nodded one after another. They knew what their own tribe was like best.
If you can't even endure this little hardship, how can you be the most elite warrior in the tribe?
Liu Jianan thought for a moment and made a compromise decision: "The thousand archers who participated in the battle last night should stay in the camp and take some time to rest. The others, follow me and charge."
The archers who were arranged to stay behind were naturally unwilling to do so, and quickly stated that they could still participate in the battle and go into the battlefield to kill the enemy.
Liu Jianan made the final decision: "This is an order! After we break through the Pixiu tribe, we still need you to keep watch for us. Your next battlefield is not to face the enemy head-on, but to eliminate the potential danger after breaking through the Pixiu tribe and escort our safety! Your role is no less than that of the warriors who charge into the formation!"
The voices of protest gradually disappeared, and the elites knew the importance of urgency and no longer clamored to go to the front line.
Yang Yan was a member of the ambush last night. Although he wanted to fight side by side with Liu Jianan, for Liu Jianan's plan, he chose to stay and persuaded those unwilling warriors to put aside their grudges and do their own things.
After the division of labor was completed, the vanguard team and the remaining team operated efficiently.
Liu Jianan led the vanguard team to rush to the Pixiu tribe. He directly used the divine earth power to bury all the defenses of the Pixiu tribe underground, and even the beacon fire used for communication was firmly buried in the soil.
After cutting off the contact between the Pixiu tribe and the outside world, the rest was much simpler.
The elite of the Pixiu tribe had been wiped out in Luofeng Hill, and the rest were the old, weak, sick, and disabled.
Liu Jianan easily captured the Pixiu tribe without encountering any resistance.
In the Savage Continent, people are an important resource.
In the environment of low productivity, if the tribe wants to develop, it needs to accumulate population and win by numbers.
So after Liu Jianan and the auspicious beasts discussed, they decided to keep the lives of those who were willing to surrender, and from then on they would serve as slaves of the four tribes and contribute to the construction of the four tribes.
Liu Jianan was very relieved about this.
The four tribes were all dominated by auspicious beasts, and they always treated slaves fairly.
As long as these slaves did not have dissent and worked hard, at least they would not be bullied and scolded at will, and they could eat and wear warm clothes.
As for those warriors who swore to die and refused to obey, Liu Jianan did not show any mercy, and gave them a good time, fulfilling their determination never to be slaves.
Then Liu Jianan went to the warehouse of the Pixiu tribe and took a good look.
"We've made a fortune." His eyes lit up as he looked at the warehouse full of gold, silver, jewelry and food.
As expected of the Pixiu tribe, which is known for only taking in but not giving out, these supplies are almost as much as the Bifang tribe.
But the Bifang tribe was built by generations of merchants.
On the other hand, the Pixiu tribe members do not engage in production, and all supplies are obtained by looting. In order to loot so many supplies, I don't know how many tribes' warehouses were emptied.
After the victory in the battle, Bifang specially united all the auspicious beasts to hold a celebration banquet.
The masters in charge of slaughtering were so tired that they couldn't even straighten their backs, but they still had satisfied smiles on their faces.
The Pixiu tribe doesn't have much else, but it does have many pastures.
Normally, all these pigs, cows, and sheep were only provided to Pixiu, and even the tribesmen in the tribe could not eat them.
Pixiu was stingy not only to outsiders, but also to his own people.
How could he share the meat with his tribesmen?
But now, those Pixiu people who had become slaves saw with their own eyes that these pork, beef, and mutton were served on the tables of ordinary warriors.
Even they were given a bowl of meat soup!
Tasting the fresh and delicious meat soup and chewing the minced meat in the meat soup, they burst into tears.
Who would have thought that they could not taste the delicacy when they were members of the Pixiu tribe, but they could taste it when they became slaves.
What an irony!
One child could not help but say: "If only our tribe had been conquered earlier, we could have drunk meat soup earlier!"
"Hush! Don't talk nonsense!"
"I'm not wrong! When we followed Master Pixiu, we could only eat bran and vegetables and drink well water to fill our stomachs. I have never tasted meat soup and had no idea it was so delicious! Pixiu didn't see us as human beings at all, he just saw us as his tools!"
This was not just the idea of this child.
Except for the chief and elders, and the warriors of the tribe, all other tribesmen were just like this child. They had never even drunk a mouthful of meat soup in their entire lives.
How sad!