I Steal the Ancestors' Sacrifices to Nourish Myself-Chapter 186 - 88: Old Tricks Repeated, Xiaoyang Brings Another Myriarch (3)

The three of them brought ten thousand elite soldiers this time, tasked with hunting for military provisions.

The three major Xiaoyang branches in Ji Land have gathered forces to march south, and such a large number of Xiaoyang Race members need meat.

At least, before they invade Ji Land, a large amount of meat supply is needed. Once they penetrate deep into Ji Land, it won't be necessary.

In the past, when Xiaoyang attacked Ji Land, they didn't need to prepare military provisions either; they would eat wherever they went.

Besides the Human Race, they could also eat Wild Beasts. However, now the forests in Xiaoyang Race Territory have been burned to the ground, leaving the Wild Beasts dead or fleeing.

Since the rise of the Yanran Division, coupled with the antiquated yet tenacious Human Race Bo Division at Jishan, the situation in the Northern Lands has changed.

The clan soldiers formed by two major tribes are like two big horns pressing from the east and west against Xiaoyang.

It's not that they can't exit from other places, but sending fewer troops into Ji Land means having no return.

Sending more troops would lead Human Race clan soldiers to counterattack into Xiaoyang Race Territory.

Creating a scene where you strike your own battles, and they strike theirs.

This time, with the crossing of the Golden Crow Kuafu, Xiaoyang Territory became the main route, causing significant losses within the tribe.

Gathering forces to attack the Human Race is an inevitable situation, otherwise, they can't let the Human Race counterattack into the clan territory first.

"Is it true that the Northern Lands have a million Human Race members? You're fooling us, but if the task isn't completed, the consequences are unimaginable."

Muo Chang spoke, with a stern expression, unaffected by the blood relationship with Muo Qiu.

"Reporting to the Myriarch, even if it's not over a million, there are still seven to eight hundred thousand."

Muo Qiu replied cautiously.

"Hmm."

Seeing that the three heads of Muo Qiu were quite honest, Muo Chang nodded, "Before I arrived, I met with Myriarch Muo Long. Muo Long said your three divisions are very useful; this time, I hope you can live up to Muo Long's trust."

"Did Myriarch Muo Long receive other tasks?"

Muo Qiu carefully asked.

"Hmm, originally, the task of leading the troops north was Muo Long's, as last time, he massacred many Human Race members in the Northern Lands, earning merits and being familiar with the Northern Lands.

However, right before coming, Muo Long received other tasks, leaving me to come here."

Upon hearing this, the three from Muo Qiu instinctively exchanged glances.

Mu Xun then spoke, "The Myriarch may not know, but a Human Race upper-class tribe has emerged in the Northern Lands, and before the arrival of the Golden Crow, they had already migrated many tribes into the mountains.

After we received the clan order, we sent scouts north, losing over three hundred scouts in the process, but we've already discovered that this Human Race tribe is migrating more people deeper into the mountains.

As long as the Myriarch can break this tribe, tens of thousands of Human Race members will be within reach."

"Upper-class tribe?"

Muo Chang was shocked, "Didn't Muo Long massacre a large number of Human Race members back then? How did an upper-class tribe appear?"

"Enough, Muo Chang, the Human Race is not like unintelligent Wild Beasts. Isn't development normal?"

Qiu Feihuai spoke, "What's more, it's just an upper-class tribe in some backwater; it's true that if our Xiaoyang hadn't come over, the Human Race would have proclaimed respect here."

"Exactly, last time Muo Long didn't clean them up because the Human Race was too scattered. Now they're gathered together, just right to become our tribe's food supply."

Mu Shanlu chimed in, "Don't delay, lest they all escape deeper into the Giant Mountain Range, making it difficult for us to capture them."

...

Approaching noon, the clan soldiers led by the three Myriarchs began to transform into a torrent and head north.

The three divisions of Muo Qiu also recruited ten thousand Human Race soldiers to follow, and they moved a large amount of meat from the various divisions as military provisions.

Previously, the mountains were high and the forests dense, but now the mountains have collapsed, and the Giant Wood has turned to ashes, allowing Xiaoyang Race soldiers to move smoothly.

As for the water sources during the march, Xiaoyang Race members have dug dirt and water ahead to prepare.

It's true that this race born from the mountains and forests has some skills; finding water is much easier than for the Human Race.

...

Marching through the barren mountains, a dragon formed by two thousand Xiaoyang heads was quite conspicuous.

Especially when viewed from above.

"Myriarch, there's a Flying Ship!"

As the Xiaoyang Race soldiers crossed the Copper Shell Ruins Market line, they saw the Lingyu Bo Division Flying Ship hovering overhead.

Muo Chang suddenly turned to look at the three from Muo Qiu.

"Didn't you say there were only savages here? Would a small savage division have a Flying Ship?"

"I don't know!" Muo Qiu was also shocked.

It's only been a few years, the development is too fast.

"Lingyu tattoo."

Muo Chang squinted as he looked into the distance and noticed the Lingyu tattoo on top of the Flying Ship.

"Shoot it down!"

...

On the Flying Ship, a group of young people from the Lingyu Tribe looked excitedly at the Xiaoyang army below.

Lately, they had visited the Eastern Marsh, wanting to follow and see the footprints of the Golden Crow, having just returned from their journey.

Unexpectedly, upon their return, they saw a dragon marching across the barren mountains.

"Xiaoyang seems to be regressing, even attacking mountain savages, sending so many troops."

"What big tribe here is worth Xiaoyang deploying so many troops?"

"Could a powerful tribe have emerged here?"

"Interesting, we must follow and see. I've never seen such a big battle in the tribe."

"It seems another tribe has risen since we left; we must take a good look. Reporting this back to the tribe might still be a significant merit."

"Get closer, they're just clumsy like a bunch of black bears."

...

Boom boom boom boom!

"Not good, these ugly monsters are attacking us."

"Quick, activate witchcraft."

"Fly higher, fly higher."

...

Boom!

Bursts of light exploded aboard the Flying Ship.

The Xiaoyang army formed a battle formation in the wilderness, rows of giant crossbows transformed into arrow fletchings, piercing through the Flying Ship's defenses.

Not only were there giant crossbows, but Muo Chang also took out a small tower and unleashed beams of blood light at the Flying Ship.

"All hands on deck!"

Seeing that the Flying Ship's defenses hadn't completely shattered, he tossed the small tower up.

The two Myriarchs beside him quickly injected blood energy into the small tower, activating the tower's patterns resembling human forms.

...

Meanwhile.

"A group of failures, can't even serve as bait properly!"

In the distance, behind a boulder the size of a hill, an old man dressed in earth-yellow robes embroidered with Lingyu patterns watched.

Looking at the shaking and about-to-crumble Flying Ship, he had no thought of rescuing it.

Reflecting on these days, just following this group of juniors around, wandering tens of thousands of miles, hoping to use these young ones to catch a big fish.

His tribe's enemies were not foolish either; even a few failures were not useful.

The old man muttered angrily again.

"Useless in achieving anything, plenty for spoiling things. How did the clan produce so many failures!"