The developers still haven't forgiven the players.

A nomadic camp located in a remote valley.

At this moment, all the beastmen warriors had lined up neatly.

For a typical human tribe, a force of thousands of beastmen warriors is not to be underestimated.

Most importantly, these barbarian warriors had just recently wiped out the Xishi tribe.

Even if they only receive 30% of the blood food, given the size of the Xishi tribe, each warrior can still receive one or two members of the Xishi tribe.

After this period of time, the Beast Clan warriors thoroughly digested the results of the battle, and on average gained one or two more bursts of blood energy, with each of them experiencing a surge of blood energy.

The combined blood energy of thousands of beastmen warriors made them appear even more menacing.

If an ordinary person were to stay in such an environment, even breathing would be incredibly difficult.

A barbarian centurion approached the main tent, bowed through the curtain, and said, "Reporting to the commander, the ranks are complete, and the men can hardly contain themselves."

Wow~

The tribal chieftain lifted the tent flap, unleashing his powerful, ocean-like aura.

He looked at the queue in front of him, a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

He then turned to the beastman centurion who had been respectfully waiting to his right: "Second brother, what did the Hou tribe say?"

"Reporting to the commander, I have followed your instructions and invited the Hou tribe to join forces to attack the Gaoshi tribe. The Hou tribe has already replied."

At this point, the barbarian centurion, referred to as the second-in-command, looked grief-stricken and his tone suddenly became impassioned: "They actually forbid it!"

The third-ranking centurion of the Beastmen was immediately indignant: "How arrogant! Do those Hou tribes really think that my Beastmen are their vassal race?"

"That's right, Commander, let's do it ourselves!"

"We've already wiped out the Xishi tribe, so the mere Gaoshi tribe is a piece of cake."

"Yes, Commander, give the order!"

The remaining tribal centurions echoed this sentiment.

War is a stepping stone to advancement.

In fact, during the previous attack on the Xishi tribe, six centurions of the Beastmen's warriors were killed.

Most of the tribal centurions present were promoted after the war, and they need war to prove that they deserve their positions.

Despite the unanimous opinion of his subordinates, the tribal commander still did not issue the order for a full-scale attack.

Instead, he forced himself to remain calm and asked, "How is the scouts' reconnaissance going?"

Upon hearing this, the centurion of the beast tribe in charge of scouting stepped forward and said proudly, "In the past two days, the scouting force has successfully intercepted and killed five groups of the Gaoshi tribe who went out to hunt for food, killing more than a hundred enemies while suffering no more than thirty casualties themselves."

Upon hearing this, the chieftain of the barbarian tribe's face darkened.

He could, of course, discern the subtle, euphemistic language his subordinates were using.

After all, it was just a hunting party sent out by the Gaoshi tribe to hunt some wild animals. It was considered a high-level team, led by a few soldiers.

More likely, it was a hunting party, equipped with only two soldiers and led by a dozen or so able-bodied men.

The nomadic tribes, on the other hand, consist entirely of soldiers, with no women, children, or the elderly among them.

Considering all this, it's hard to say that the results were actually that good.

"How did you lead the team?"

The tribal chieftain shouted angrily, but still felt it wasn't enough. He stepped forward and kicked the centurion in charge of scouting into the ranks.

Seeing this, the tribal centurions present toned down their chatter and stopped clamoring for battle.

However, the centurion's attitude did not intimidate them for long.

After a moment of silence, the centurion, who was called the second-in-command, spoke again, this time with a less polite tone.

"Chief, don't forget, the general created this opportunity to send us back to our ancestral lands. What exactly does he want us to do?"

All passages leading to the ancestral land are guarded by the human army. Even if a passage is lost, the human race will react quickly and push the alien warriors back.

Therefore, these alien warriors who wandered into their ancestral lands had to do everything they could to ensure their own survival.

Another crucial task was to cause as much damage as possible behind the human lines.

No method could achieve this better than annihilating human tribes.

If this tribal chieftain insists on suppressing his soldiers, these tribal centurions might very well rebel against their superiors.

The chieftain of the barbarian tribe was also aware of this.

"Fine."

The tribal chief thought for a moment.

They had at least wiped out the Xishi tribe, greatly increasing their overall strength. If they were to fight the Gaoshi tribe head-on, they shouldn't be at a disadvantage for the time being.

Upon realizing this, the chieftain immediately ordered: "Third and fourth brothers, lead your men and, using scout tactics, increase the intensity of your interceptions to ensure that the hunting teams of the Gaoshi tribe cannot go out to obtain prey."

"I will lead the remaining brothers and slowly make our way towards the Gaoshi tribe."

"Second brother, you will still go and inform the Hou tribe. There's no need to force them to participate; just let them know our whereabouts."

In his view, the Hou tribe's warriors had similar goals to theirs, only their leader was more composed.

If they see any benefit, the Hou tribe's warriors would surely not remain inactive.

"yes!"

Upon hearing the command from the centurion, the barbarian soldiers present immediately became excited, raising their weapons and shouting loudly.

The shouts of thousands of ethnic warriors were so loud that they shook the leaves off the trees surrounding the valley.

War broke out.

The well-trained Beast warriors quickly sprang into action.

The third and fourth centurions, leading their own hundred-man squads, were the first to rush towards the Gaoshi tribe.

……

Jiang Chen is about to arrive at the Xishi tribe.

He glanced up unintentionally and noticed a large number of startled birds in the distance.

"What is that?"

He had never been to that area.

But when the Creekstone tribe still existed, the hunting teams never mentioned that there was a habitat for large groups of wild animals there.

"An alien warrior?"

After all, the Creekstone Tribe is gone, and even if it's an alien warrior, their target certainly isn't the players.

Jiang Chen put down the large bag of supplies on his back and thoughtfully stroked his chin.

Judging from this impact, even alien warriors should not be numerous.

Should we try letting players experience the battlefield atmosphere in advance?

Players at levels a few or ten would probably not even make a splash on a battlefield of this level.

But if they survive, the rewards will be quite substantial.

Jiang Chen thought about it for a moment, then gave up.

It's still a bit early. Let the players just honestly farm slugs.

……

The area where slug nests are located.

"Hey Dog, did you hear that?"

The man who had been refining blood energy stopped, pressed his head to the ground, and listened carefully to the vibrations returning from the ground: "It sounds like there's a large-scale migration of wild beasts?"