Infinite Ebullience
Chapter 1569 - 31 Strong Push

Chapter 1569: Chapter 31 Strong Push

Hearing that the new chief wanted her to lead the way to subjugate the cannibal tribe, the strong woman shook her head like a rattle drum.

Tang Zheng glanced over, and all the natives flatly rejected with faces full of terror, obviously frightened out of their wits.

"If I don’t show you the stick, you won’t know my strength!" After the slaves had eaten, Tang Zheng had them line up and kneel on the ground, then he took a whip made from animal sinew and leather and thrashed them fiercely.

Animal skin was valuable, so these native women were dressed very scantily, barely covering their chests, with their thighs occasionally exposed to the Newbie’s view, but no one was interested in them; not to mention the perennial unwashed stench on their bodies, just the skin color and primitive features were enough to make one’s stomach turn.

"How about now? Will you lead the way?" Tang Zheng stared at the strong woman’s lacerated back, tossed the whip to Fang Zhiwen, and said, "Your turn to flog."

"I’ll lead the way, I’ll listen to everything the chief says!" The strong woman hesitated for a moment before choosing to compromise.

"Good, remember, I am the chief, and my commands are everything!" Tang Zheng stood before a child, deciding to start with their young minds; it was already impossible to change the adults. "Follow me, and you can eat your fill and kill all the enemies who have bullied you."

"Willing to die for you, my chief!" The child crawled down and kissed Tang Zheng’s shoes.

"Good, eat up!" Tang Zheng threw a piece of peeled sugar cube to the child, who immediately stuffed it into his mouth; the sweetness seemed to make his soul transcend.

The remaining five children rushed over, scrambling to kiss Tang Zheng’s shoes.

Throughout the journey that lasted over a day, Tang Zheng did not idle away, inquiring about intelligence.

There are over a dozen large tribes on this grassland, with populations over a thousand, a few hundred for the medium-sized ones, and countless small ones.

Among the large tribes, there are Wizards who can utilize herbs and bone powder to cast spells, something even the strongest Tactics could not withstand.

"Your tribe is near a large tribe? Then why hasn’t it been subjugated?" Bai Xia felt that the woman was lying.

"Every month we pay tribute, to avoid warfare!" The woman’s expression turned somber, "Unfortunately, those medium-sized tribes won’t do that, they need population, food, to resist the extortion of large tribes and to make up for the losses caused."

"Are these still primitive people? They’re too clever, if they subjugate the smaller tribes, they’d have to support even more population, rather than directly demanding tribute and saving military power to deal with the medium-sized tribes that pose a threat to themselves." Shen Jiashu clicked his tongue in admiration, "Looks like we’re in big trouble."

"Isn’t a larger population better?" Xie Yundan didn’t understand.

"It’s the adult population that matters. Children and women actually become a burden. Moreover, the large tribes are not short of people and with scarce Supplies, there must be a balance point. Exceeding that turns into a burden. I think if they lose Soldiers in battle, they will definitely replenish from the smaller tribes." Shen Jiashu was definitely not an unintelligent fool; Sun Guofeng could not have answered.

"There’s no need to lose their own Soldiers, they can coerce those smaller tribes to fight for them, just like Rome and Mongolia have done!" Fang Zhiwen was still uncomfortable with hitting people, and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the natives capitulate.

"How many of your people have become Slaves? If I let you lead them, can you incite them to rebel?" Tang Zheng saw that some words were not understood by the natives, so he patiently explained again.

"I can!" The woman was excited; being a subject of Tang Zheng’s was more relaxed than being a Slave, even in the worst case, they would not be eaten when there was a food shortage.

On the afternoon of the third day, the squad reached its destination, looking at the encampment that seemed as large as two football fields, the Newbie felt heavy-hearted.

This Camp was a strong fortification, surrounded by giant trees constructed into ten-meter-tall watchtowers, manned by natives with Bone Knives and bows and arrows on guard.

Around the Camp, five-meter high walls were built with stones, and outside was a moat filled with rainwater, breeding fish with sharp teeth. In wartime, they could bite and tear apart any enemies that fell into the defensive ditch, and in times of famine, they could also serve as Food.

"Two hundred Soldiers? I think even if we double that, there’ll still be more!" Sun Guofeng cursed, "Do you think I’m an idiot?"

"It was indeed two hundred who attacked us!" The woman was frightened.

"Have you been to this tribe before? Is the defense always this stringent?" Tang Zheng felt that the situation might have deviated.

"I’ve been here, and there’s no difference," the woman observed carefully and nodded confidently. "Chief, we can’t win this, let’s leave and find a remote place to recuperate and grow, wait until we have enough Soldiers and then seek revenge."

"Grow my ass!" The thought of rolling in bed with these natives gave Sun Guofeng the chills.

"Don’t look down on us, just give us ten years, and we can have two hundred Soldiers!" A woman retorted, feeling insulted about their reproductive capability; to the primitives, their task was to produce more and stronger Soldiers.

"Group Leader, with the few of us, we’d be finished before even reaching the drawbridge," Sun Guofeng sighed looking at the easily defended and hard to attack Camp. "Even if you launch a strong assault and open the gate, we can’t take it down, we just don’t have enough numbers."

"Let’s go after the smaller tribes first, one by one, and when we’ve gathered enough troops, we’ll attack this place." Gao Shuang liked playing real-time strategy games, accumulating resources and massing troops was what he was best at.

"You think this is a computer game, huh? Just clicking the mouse to collect resources? Those adult Soldiers will resist, will die in battle, and in the end, we’ll mostly have women and children. After you’ve taken many small tribes, how will you support them? Without enough food and warmth, they’ll rebel before you attack here!" Fang Zhiwen rolled her eyes at Sun Guofeng, "Another problem, these are ’cash cows’ to others, you think the large tribes will have no reaction after you plunder? They’ll send troops and exterminate you right away."

"Quick, the drawbridge is being lowered." Xie Yundan surveyed the camp, her tone tense, "Could it be trouble coming for us?"

"You’re right, retreat now!" Tang Zheng urged the newbie, as the indigenous guards with sharp eyes had spotted the unwelcome visitors hiding a hundred meters away and immediately sounded the alarm.

As the drawbridge dropped, the first to charge out were over twenty hounds as big as calves, drooling and barking ferociously, followed by indigenous warriors riding on large wild horses, a troop of nearly two hundred, swooping past like a swift wind.

"Damn it, they’ve even got cavalry; we’re screwed!" Sun Guofeng shouted, "Even ten times as many infantry wouldn’t be able to hold them off."

The wild horses had leather quivers tied to their flanks, stuffed with wooden javelins; the warriors pulled them out, twisted their waists, swung their arms, and launched them at the survivors.

Whiz, whiz, the indigenous people’s arms were extremely powerful, and the javelins, like bolts from a crossbow, buried themselves into the ground almost in the blink of an eye.

Tong Li was knocked to the ground by a javelin to her back, and if it weren’t for her protective clothing, she would have been a goner; Tang Zheng’s new slaves were not so lucky – a volley of javelins left two dead.

"Damn!" Tang Zheng was enraged. He had been concerned about preserving his strength in case this tribe was occupied by other Conquerors, but now he couldn’t care less – he directly unleashed the Gravity Abyss to block the javelins.

"Female gunners, come out!"

Following Tang Zheng’s furious shout, three female gunners appeared at his side, clad in battle attire, standing on the barrels of 88mm cannons.

"Fire!"

The female gunners pulled the lanyards and the muzzles spewed out white gun smoke. The spherical cannon shells whistled through the air, tearing it apart; they first hit an indigenous warrior before bouncing off, rolling further, and carving a bloody corridor.

"Got any canister shells? Use those!" The female musketeers also emerged, lining up in rows, and started a volley of gunfire.

"This tough?" Shen Jiashu was dumbfounded; those hit by the cannon shells were all spitting blood, but none had died, struggling to get up and continuing their charge, although their mounts were dead, their speed was still considerable.

"You fall back!" Tang Zheng drew the rapier from Sophie’s waist because the three cannons couldn’t suppress these thick-skinned natives.

Ten meters, five meters, the two sides clashed!

A cannon shell blasted into an indigenous warrior’s face, and since it was so close, this time it cleanly severed the head, with blood falling like rain on the breeze.

"Warrior!" Tang Zheng threw his thin sword, nailing it into an indigenous warrior’s eye socket. He then dodged the warrior’s longbow with a chop and, with his right hand, pulled out four arrows, placing them on the bowstring.

Gravity suppression intensified.

The indigenous warriors moved in slow motion; Tang Zheng drew the bow, and the arrows shot out like meteors towards their heads.

First wave, second wave, third wave – Tang Zheng single-handedly unleashed a barrage of arrows, turning the nearest native into a porcupine.

The sound of musket fire blended together as the female musketeers shot with deadly accuracy, but regrettably, the power was somewhat lacking; each of these natives had the ability of the first stage.

Tang Zheng jumped up and strangled an indigenous warrior’s neck with the bowstring, pulling him down from his warhorse, snapping his trachea in the process.

The gunmen vanished, and a metallic barrier appeared in the sky; with mechanical clicking, an Orbital Cannon materialized and fired towards the assembly area.

There was no gun smoke and no blood; anything in the line of attack was vaporized, leaving only a deep trench behind.

The Kirov Airship descended, but due to Tang Zheng’s orders, it didn’t air-drop any Deep Water Bombs; otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to salvage a single slave—they would have all turned into broken flesh.

One after another, five-meter-tall mechs were deployed, their white parachutes opening midair like pure white mushrooms.

Bang, bang, the mechs touched down and immediately opened fire on the cavalry. Giant Iron Fists hammered down, sending them flying. As for the incoming javelins, they couldn’t even strike a spark off their steel bodies.

The newbies were scared witless, thinking the doomsday had come, but they soon went into raptures.

"Is this the Group Leader’s ability?" Little Willow cheered with joy. With these mechs, not to mention a tribe of a hundred people, even flattening a tribe of a thousand would be a matter of five minutes.

"Made me worry for nothing. Get ready to collect the slaves!" Sun Guofeng glanced around and saw the native slaves looking terrified before they knelt down, muttering prayers.

Tang Zheng commanded the mechs to attack the assembly area, but as they approached near the drawbridge, a series of explosions occurred, turning them into heaps of scrap metal.

"Landmines?" Tang Zheng’s eyes narrowed. There were indeed Conquerors hidden among them! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets at qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation.)