Two hundred thousand combat masters fled in defeat, their corpses littering the ground for thousands of miles. The combat masters of the Gu Yuan Tribe's vassal battalions followed closely behind, slaughtering countless people along the way. More than two hundred thousand people had truly died in this bloody battle.
Three days was enough for the combat masters to raze the entire central region of the Fallen Dragon Ridge. Corpses littered the ground for thousands of miles. This was a war that belonged to the Wasteland.
During these three days, the vassal battalions had slaughtered their way through the battlefield. Their resentment towards the Ao Mountain Tribe and the other battalions that had been oppressed for thousands of years had finally erupted.
On the Ao Mountain Tribe's side, there were more than twenty human battalions. These battalions were originally at the low, upper, or even the peak level.
Now that all the elite combat masters had been killed, the old, the weak, the women, and the children still numbered in the hundreds of thousands.
The Gu Yuan Tribe picked out more than thirty thousand women and girls below the age of thirty. Including their relatives, there were only fifty thousand of them. All of them were escorted back to the Gu Yuan Tribe. As for the old, weak, women, and children, they were divided among the hundreds of vassal battalions.
With these women, it was enough to change the imbalance between men and women in the tribe. As for whether these women and women were safe in the tribe, it was not a big problem for the people of the Wasteland Land. The Wasteland Land was extremely dangerous and full of dangers. If they were not careful, they would die in the wilderness and their tribe would be destroyed. For the women of the ruined tribe, it was a great fortune to have a safe place to live.
From this moment onwards, the entire Fallen Dragon Ridge had changed!
The Ao Mountain Tribe that had dominated the Fallen Dragon Ridge for five thousand years had become a fleeting cloud. From today onwards, the entire Fallen Dragon Ridge would have a new overlord!
A middle tier Gu Yuan Tribe!
Xiao Chen stood on the peak of the ancient mountain that once belonged to the Ao Mountain Tribe. Below him, there were incessant cries. It was the soldiers of the vassal battalions. They were escorting the servants of their respective battalions back to their respective clans.
This time, they had followed the upper battalions to conquer the Wasteland. Although they had suffered heavy losses, the foundations of their respective clans had not been shaken. Instead, they had obtained a large amount of spoils of war, enough to make up for their losses and even increase the strength of their own battalions.
At this moment, Xiao Chen was a little distressed. It wasn't because of the crying woman below, but because of the beautiful figure beside him.
The woman beside him had a faint teasing look on her face. She seemed to be very interested in Xiao Chen's troubles.
This woman was none other than Pinching Flower.
After the bloody battle, he tidied up all of the clan's belongings and prepared to follow the combat masters of the Ancient Origin War Division back to the Ancient Origin War Division. Thus, Pinch Flower arrived at the Ao Shan War Division's territory. Of course, he was here to report the clan's affairs to the new chief.
Xiao Chen became even more distressed as he looked at the woman with a sweet smile. He was not someone who would be unable to walk away from a beautiful woman. Otherwise, there would be countless girls in the entire Ancient Yuan War Division who would want to sleep with him.
When it came to marriage, the first person that came to Xiao Chen's mind was Mu Qing. This was his childhood sweetheart who had grown up with him. Furthermore, she had gone through countless trials and tribulations with him. She was a gentle girl who supported him from behind.
The relationship between the two had been built up over the years and through countless life-and-death situations. It was not something that could be explained with just a few words. It was a tacit understanding that had developed over a long period of time. To put it bluntly, a single look from Xiao Chen or a single movement from Mu Qing would be able to understand it and know what Xiao Chen was going to do.
When the previous chief of the Pinch Flower Division had decided on this marriage, Xiao Chen was indeed distressed. He had even proposed many powerful conditions, such as ensuring that Pinch Flower could advance to the Zhong Lou realm, or at least condense a high-grade Zhong Lou. These conditions could not be said to be insignificant. It would require a large amount of resources to achieve.
However, what the old woman said next made Xiao Chen retreat once again. She said that if Xiao Chen and Pinch Flower got married, they would be a family. How could she let Pinch Flower remain stagnant in the Blood Refining realm for the rest of her life? This immediately poked at Xiao Chen's weak spot. Xiao Chen was never stingy towards his own people.
In the end, Xiao Chen used Mu Qing as an excuse, but the old woman choked him back. The experts of the Barren Land had many wives and concubines. For Xiao Chen, who was the chief of a tribe, this was not a problem at all.
In the end, Chief Xiao, who was bathed in blood and fighting, retreated and did not immediately agree to the marriage.
However, he did not expect that this action would arouse the interest of Pinch Flower. Pinch Flower, who was originally somewhat shocked, did not refute or agree. It seemed that she had tacitly agreed to all this. Instead, she became even more interested in him.
"Lord Chief has unified the Fallen Dragon Territory. The middle-grade Ancient Yuan Division will live up to its name. Could it be that there is still something that has not troubled Lord Chief?"
Pinch Flower was less than ten feet away from Xiao Chen. Bursts of fragrance filled the air. She seemed to be very happy to see Xiao Chen suffer. She spoke to him in a sweet voice.
In just a few days, even Pinch Flower herself did not realize that her original resentment towards Xiao Chen for forcibly annexing her tribe had long disappeared. Instead, it was replaced by endless probing of this man who was younger than her.
"Chief Pinch Flower!"
"What? Does Chief Xiao want me to go to the Ancient Yuan Tribe and continue to be the chief?"
In response to Xiao Chen's words, she sneered. Instantly, a hundred charms overflowed and the entire ancient mountain was covered in a rosy glow.
Having made up his mind, Xiao Chen did not care about her sweet smile and changed the topic to the affairs of the tribe. "The tribe has been arranged!"
"The entire tribe has been prepared. It is just that there are a lot of resources. It will take some time to transport them away!"
"This is not a difficult matter. I have a storage space!"
"However, that is the Hundred Flower Wine that my Pinch Flower Battalion has buried underground over the years. There is a lot of it. The oldest one is thousands of years old. Even if only a hundred jars are buried every year, after a thousand years, the number is still very terrifying. Can your storage space store them all?"
Even though she was surprised that Xiao Chen had a storage space, Pinch Flower did not have much expectations for the size of the space. After all, the Pinch Flower Battalion had stored too much Hundred Flower Wine. Even the youngest one was worth five primeval stones. How could she give it up so easily?
Pinch Flower became serious when talking about the affairs of the tribe. This made Xiao Chen nod his head.
"Don't worry, Pinch Flower. The storage space is big enough. Not only can it store all the Hundred Flower Wine, it can also store the other resources of the tribe. When the time comes, the tribe will only need to travel lightly!"
Seeing that Xiao Chen's tone was firm, Pinch Flower could only suppress her doubts. She said again, "Although the Pinch Flower Battalion has the least number of tribesmen compared to other battalions of the same level, the number of experts in the tribe is not much weaker than any of the other battalions.
"There are a total of 53 Blood Refining Realm warriors. As my Pinch Flower Battalion does not participate in battles between tribes, there are only five thousand combat masters in the tribe. Half of them are women!"
Hearing Pinch Flower's reply, Xiao Chen nodded. The Pinch Flower Battalion was indeed not strong. No wonder they could last so long in the Fallen Dragon Territory.
"Five days later, the combat masters of the tribe will return to Gu Yuan. At that time, I will go to the Pinch Flower Battalion to collect the resources, and then we will return to Gu Yuan together."
After a while, Plucking Flower left the Ao Mountain War Tribe's territory. She understood that Xiao Chen still had important things to do, and she also needed to return to the tribe to calm the people. For a smart woman, she knew what to do at the right time, and Plucking Flower was exactly like that.
In the ruined Ao Mountain Battalion's main hall.
At this moment, the chiefs of hundreds of vassal battalions were gathered together. They were waiting for the rewards from the Gu Yuan Battalion.
It had to be said that the order that Xiao Chen gave before the war had stimulated the bloodthirst of these vassal battalions. Originally, many of the tribes had enmity with the Ao Mountain Battalion. Now that Gu Yuan had given them rewards, how could these battalions not fight with their lives?
After the bloody battle, many battalions went crazy and fought for the corpses of the soldiers of the Ao Mountain Battalion, just to exchange them for a martial arts pill. Almost all of the soldiers of the Ao Mountain Battalion were killed.
Other than the Gu Yuan Battalion who had captured nearly ten thousand people, there were only about thirty to forty thousand soldiers who had escaped into the depths of the Desolate Ancient Forest. Out of the two hundred thousand combat masters, about one hundred and fifty thousand were killed.
The reason why these vassal battalions had to wait for another five days was that the rewards this time were a little too much. There were hundreds of martial arts pills. These days, Xiao Chen could be said to have turned into an alchemist. Fortunately, with the resources of the Ao Mountain Battalion and the other tribes, there was no lack of thousand-year-old elixirs.
"Greetings to the chief of the Shang Nation Battalion!"
In this battle, the Gu Yuan Battalion had established their position as the overlord of the entire Fallen Dragon Ridge. At this moment, none of the vassal battalions dared to take the lead of the Gu Yuan Battalion. After all, the ground was still covered with bloody corpses.
"This time, the contributions of the chiefs and the soldiers under your command cannot go unnoticed. Before the battle, the Gu Yuan Battalion promised that we will not mistreat those who have made contributions!"
Whoosh!
As Xiao Chen spoke, he waved his hand, and the empty space in front of him was filled with a small mountain of white jade bottles. Immediately, the air in the entire hall became stagnant. All the War Tribe Chiefs held their breaths. When they looked at the white jade bottles, their eyes flickered with green light. They wished they could snatch them away and make them their own.
Every single one of these white jade bottles contained a Martial Pill, and each of them represented a Blood Refining Realm cultivator. This kind of temptation caused their minds to be in a trance!
"Elder Xue Sha, distribute these rewards according to the merits of the various tribes!"
"Yes!"
Xue Sha stood up and answered. There was a pile of bamboo slips beside him. These were the statistics of the merits of the various battalions over the past few days.
"The Purple Plains Battalion, for killing one late Blood Refining Realm warrior, three early Blood Refining Realm warriors, and a thousand ordinary combat masters, you will be rewarded with seven martial arts pills."
As soon as he finished speaking, seven white jade porcelain bottles fell to a grey-robed elder.
The elder smiled and bowed to Xiao Chen. Seven martial arts pills were enough to increase the strength of the Purple Plains Battalion by several times. The clansmen could go to the more remote wasteland to hunt, and they could also leave a few pills as the tribe's foundation, in case the tribe's martial arts heritage was lost and the Blood Refining Realm warriors were not able to replace them, so that the tribe could continue to pass on its legacy.