Before the war started, Wu Li's preparations were done very naturally and thoroughly.

For example, the marching food in the war is a very tight bacon jerky and nuts filled with waterproof beast intestinal membranes. Such food is very full when eaten, and is nutritious and not easy to damage. It is easy to place in strips. The grain of the entire army for a year is scattered into the bottom cabin of the fleet, but it is not even filled.

Before landing, Wu Li warriors stuffed them densely and fixed them in a tough bamboo basket made of vines on the back of the "war partners". Sixty lines were enough to maintain their full physical strength and fight for three months.

As for drinking water, the rainy weather on the island is as thirst-resistant as the Hunters are born with camels, so that the well-trained people among them do not need to carry water even if they have been fighting continuously for a long time.

While resting between the battle, the "Wu Li" army on the newly conquered land of Scorpion Island, the newly converted tribesmen in the hunting ground will also supplement them with abundant food.

To this day, when four-fifths of the island have been captured, it can be said that the Wuli Expeditionary Force has no problem with how long it takes to rest, but their opponents are definitely not so lucky.

The four million tribal alliance warriors are all armed forces in the hands of the remaining tribes of Scorpion Island. Most of these warriors are hunters, and a few are fishermen. They are all new forces for hunting and fishing for their tribes. Without these people, they can only rely on the elderly, weak, women and children to hunt and fish, which is obviously impossible to meet the needs of the alliance's food.

In the long jungle, countless small fire hellmen were piled up in groups, lined up in lines that could not be seen at the edge, chatting with excitement, looking around and wondering what they were thinking, or bowing their heads and taking a nap in boredom.

From a bird's eye view from the air, this "city wall" made of warriors stretches for more than 100 kilometers, just cutting off the entire narrow forest land connecting the head and body of the Scorpion Island.

At this moment, in a huge bark house with beasts hanging on the branches slanted outside in the middle of the defense line, hundreds of Fire Hellmen and hideous monsters in long furs sat around a large circle on the ground. It was obvious that the softest and precious animal skins were under their butts, but these tribal heads and guardian monsters felt uncomfortable as if they were sitting on fire, and their faces were gloomy and moving from time to time.

No one spoke in the bark house with a very dull atmosphere for a long time. Suddenly, a middle-aged man with a fat body and a fat face, who was sitting in the circle closest to the gate, looked at a goatee-bearded native man directly opposite him and said with a bitter face: "Sarudada, your wisdom is truly scared our enemies, but it is indeed impossible to continue like this for a long time.

The defense line is so long, and everyone of the enemy has a "war partner". When you wake up and concentrate your troops, you will definitely break the gap.

More importantly, there is food. Now the tribes in the federal world rely on eating surplus food to survive. Those girls, children hunting and going to sea can't even earn their own food.

If we continue like this, we will be hungry if we don’t attack.”

The middle-aged Fire Hell man's words meant to question, but his tone was more like looking for an answer. The old native showed a faint smile different from others on his face, as if he had not heard his words. Yan Yue looked around and asked, "Dear allies, my waist began to hurt slightly. It seems that heavy rain is coming. Can you make a few braziers?"

Hearing that the old man started to pretend to be profound again, a slut with a flat sea fish head sitting around him, the slut with a tall land man's body urged loudly: "Head Sarudada, tell me your brilliant plan quickly, it's just that you can defeat the enemy. Don't talk about the fire, even if you burn this tree house, it's okay."

"Go and get me a few braziers," the native old man first gave a command to the servants beside him, then looked at the fish-headed monster and shook his head and said, "The powerful Agutes maintainer, if I could have the idea of ​​defeating such a powerful enemy, the Malolu tribe would have ruled the entire Scorpion Island long ago.

My idea can only delay the enemy's attack. As for whether I can defeat them, it can only be left to God to decide."

"Sarudada, don't be humble anymore. Your wisdom has been heard by each of us forty years ago. If it weren't for your back and forth, this huge tribal alliance would not have appeared at all.

Now the enemy has indeed stopped the conquest, so please tell me your next plan." Hearing that the old man was still making a fool of himself, a furry black bear head next to him, a thick and hairy ape sitting on the ground, a monster more than two meters tall, said a little dissatisfied.

At this time, the servant walked into the bark house with an iron basin, respectfully placed it in front of the old man of Hell, rubbed the flint and lit the grease on the plate.

"Huh, this fire plate is so warm." Sarudada's face was red with a raging fire, adding a little majesty to him. However, he did not make good use of it, but continued to say calmly: "The enemy who invaded the island this time fell from the sky, and was incredibly powerful.

We know too little about them. At present, I just infer from the description of the poor genocide and my own eyes that the enemy belongs to should not be as large as we originally thought, or it is much smaller than Scorpion Island, so when our tribe alliance gambled four million troops, we finally took it into consideration.

Judging from the speed of their extermination of tribes, they rely on their elite weapons, war partners and the protection of the ‘island gods’…”

"Sir Sarudada, you mean we are facing an expeditionary force guarded by an "island god". How did you know this?" A few screams suddenly came from the tree house and interrupted the old man's words.

The worrying intelligence of the allies made Sarudada show a faint contemptuous expression, and then he smiled and explained: "Just think about the enemy's continuous combat strength but the physical strength declined, and their strong physique that exceeded common sense, you can tell that this army must have divine power gains.

Okay, I'd better tell me a long story short. Our enemy is a powerful army and is almost unstoppable when attacking, so I will first show all the forces of the tribal alliance and stop its "sharp" footsteps.

As for the food issue mentioned by the Agutes maintainer, I have calculated that the surplus grain of all tribes is enough for the army to support the rising and setting of the sun for seven days. In this way, let’s infer that the most likely number, all tribes of the alliance will take out all the hidden food, and the army can support at least twenty days..."

Hearing Sarudada say this, several tribe leaders even yelled: "Twenty days, Sarudada's leader, we 'Usama' have no hidden food..."

"Yes, yes, the Azadan tribe has also handed over all the surplus grain to the alliance..."

Amid the noisy shouts, the old man in the Fire Hell calmly began to lower his head and roast the fire, as if he suddenly became deaf and mute, never saying a word again.

The heads who defended that the tribe had no surplus food, the guardian monster saw that no one was paying attention to it, slowly closed his mouth awkwardly. At this time, Sarudada continued slowly: "Dear Allies, I am not forcing or begging you to take out the hidden food.

I just want to warn everyone that the consequences of not having enough surplus food are very simple. The inheritance of all tribes in the alliance will be cut off, and we will all become corpses. The fact is so cruel."

The old man said this and stopped talking. After a while, when the atmosphere in the tree house was so heavy that it was almost breathless, he turned around and found a thick tobacco that only grew on the mainland and sucked it happily.

With a bit of choking burnt smell, a white mist spread out from the tobacco at Sarudada's fingertips. Looking at his face that was blurred in the smoke, the bear-headed ape-body monster who had just spoken not long ago suddenly asked: "Sarrudadada, if there is enough surplus food, what can we do?"

"Wait, Ateldra Conqueror, we can only wait," the old man of the Fire became solemn, "The strength of the enemy is by no means comparable to that of us. We can only wait for it to make mistakes on its own. Fortunately, it is not difficult, because the master of this army is so proud.

In the era when the Rutner tribe dominated Scorpion Island, a map of the entire island was once drawn. In that map, the hunting grounds of our Alliance tribe were only one-fifth of the size of Scorpion Island, which means that the enemy had occupied the other four-fifths of the island, but the troops it used to fight were still the soldiers brought from the ‘outer island’…”

"You mean that the master of that army conquered the tens of millions of Fire Hell people on Scorpion Island, but did not draw any soldiers or soldiers from it..." The monster with the bear head and ape body lit up his eyes and said in surprise.

"Yes, the great Atelodra conqueror, this is our only chance to defeat that arrogant and arrogant 'god'," Sarudada finally showed the usual hideous expression of the Fire Hell people. "The sea ships made by our Darukots are almost the same as those of the land people, but even so, they can only wander around the islands near Scorpion Island.

It is absolutely impossible for millions of elite troops with their "partners" to cross the sea to attack Scorpion Island.

The dark tides that appear from time to time in the north and south of the 'Giant Scorpion' are enough to tear the strongest sea ships to pieces. In addition, sea monsters and storms are invincible natural enemies of ships, so I concluded that our enemies came to Scorpion Island with the kind of big ships flying in the sky, under the protection of groups of eagle-headed monsters and dragons, which is much easier.

The flying ships and eagle-headed monster dragons they showed were not large, so they should have planned to use this "smart weapon" to unexpectedly cross the defense line at critical moments and raid the tribal habitat behind us.
Chapter completed!