Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland.

Chapter 513 Insurance (Combined Chapter)
The hunters of the North Wind Clan and the crossbow troops in the swamp kept shooting alternately.

The place where they were was called an arrow tower, but in fact it was just a mound of earth that was slightly higher than the red wall.

But dealing with the beaked beast.

It is more than enough.

Massive amounts of arrows were thrown down as if they were free.

The nails hit the beaked beast's body, causing fine wounds that splashed and even raised a blood mist.

Blocked by red walls and guards, they could not break through the defense line.

That's the rest.

You will just become a sitting duck!

Although some guards were hit by the long necks of the beaked beasts during the battle, they just fell off the wall at most. The Traveler Clan in charge of logistics were able to quickly take them to the tent for treatment.

Excess reserve troops were quickly replenished.

The strength of the beaked beasts lies in their individual strength, which is a great advantage in field battles on the vast and endless plains.

But in terms of quantity.

They are far inferior to the combined forces of Shem and the Swamp.

This should have been an extremely brutal life-and-death battle.

It was forcibly transformed into an offensive and defensive battle around the Red Wall.

The opponent is even an ignorant beast.

The advantages are self-evident.

Even if it were a climbing gorilla or a flying terrestrial bat, the probability of them crossing this mere four-meter earthen rampart would be much higher.

But this is a beaked beast.

They are extremely powerful and ferocious, but also bulky.

This long line of defense.

It became an insurmountable chasm.

Until then.

More than twenty beaked beasts, either dead or disabled, had lost their fighting ability and fell in the corner of the wall.

Among them, there are still alive.

He could only let out a weak cry.

Suddenly, a strange scream like a whistle resounded across the plains of Shandi.

The beaks finally realized.

If you continue to pester them, not only will your efforts be futile, but you will also be constantly counterattacked, leaving you with broken skin or even death on the spot.

There's no need to get stuck on this tough nut to crack.

You can go to other places and eat as much as you want.

The difficulties overwhelmed the desire for fresh flesh and blood behind the defense line, and the beaked beasts raised their long necks and ran away in all directions.

Pfft!
During this process, another giant beast stepped into the pit.

Although the deep pit could not completely trap their bodies, the steel forks erected at the bottom of the pit pierced into the broad soles of the beaked beasts' feet, and the barbs hooked them tightly.

Once you escape.

These giant beasts were no longer terrifying man-eating monsters, but became ordinary grassland prey.

It's just a little harder to capture.

Upon seeing this, the entire defense line, which looked even brighter red because it was bathed in the blood of beasts, erupted in cheers.

"and many more!"

At this time, a guard saw:

A few beaked beasts did not attack, but they did not retreat with the rest of their companions either.

Instead, he fled along the direction where the red wall extended.

"It's going to come around!"

This line of defense against beaked beasts was only built on the only way from the Skeleton Wasteland to the western part of the Flash Land, which is the place where beast disasters are most likely to occur.

Ideally, one end would connect to the burning forest where blood spiders are active, and the other end would connect to the relatively high mountainous plateau in the eastern part of Upper Shem.

The narrow pass in the middle.

It can be blocked.

However, the construction period is indeed tight.

The current defense line is still only a semi-finished product and has not been completely closed.

If the beaks weren't so stubborn,
If you don't insist on fighting head-on.

After they have run a long distance out of sight, they may be able to discover the end of the defense line and bypass it without any effort.

at the moment.

I don't know if these beaked beasts were acting in a panic or if they had planned this in advance.

The direction they fled.

It was indeed heading towards the end of the unfinished defense line.

"Stop them!"

The crossbow troops quickly took action.

The width of the earthen rampart is enough for them to run on it, which also makes it convenient for them to maneuver and change defenses and provide support at any time.

The mechanism made a sound.

The powerful crossbows and iron arrowheads were poured out in pursuit of the beaked beast.

On this side of the defense line, the body of the beaked beast was densely pierced with crossbow arrows.

One beaked beast couldn't hold on.

He fell down whimpering.

But the rest were aroused to ferocity, and their four hooves moved faster, and in an instant they even outran the rain of arrows.

Even if there are crossbows blocking it.

The speed of the beaked beast is still far beyond that of these two-legged beasts.

A crossbowman had to draw the bowstring while chasing.

But his companion stopped him.

Their superiors gave them orders to return to defend.

The crossbowman was stunned and looked in the direction the beaked beasts were running. Then he understood and turned around to catch up with the team.

The beaked beast, its body full of arrows, shook its head and swung its long neck back and forth, and it didn't know how long it had been running.

Blood dripped behind them and flowed all over the ground.

But suddenly.

A beaked beast stopped walking - the insurmountable red earth rampart that seemed to have no end ended here.

Except for some remaining pickaxes, hoes and other construction tools.

Everything here, the yellow sand in the wind, the sparse grass, the dark clouds in the sky... is no different from other places in the Land of Shem.

The beaked beasts became more ferocious.

They're coming around!

We are the lucky ones in the group.

From now on, all living things in the entire grassland are theirs alone.

The beaked beast walked leisurely around the scattered tents and construction sites.

in front of you,

But a figure appeared.

A white-haired man in a cloak sat on a bone stool commonly seen in the Semitic tribes, holding a golden sword, as if he was waiting for something.

There was indeed a knife next to him.

The heavy long cleaver was stuck upside down in the soft grass, and the black blade and white edge reflected the long-necked beast on the other side.

Saw the beaked beast that escaped.

Lu Meng stood up.

He took advantage of the situation and pulled out the long machete.

He would use the "Maginot" analogy, so how could he not think of the other party's fate and ignore the possibility of a beaked beast coming around?
The beaked beast was on the prowl.

For the first time, they hesitated.

Previously, when faced with a defense line full of guards, these animals did not instinctively feel any threat, and therefore suffered a great loss.

But at the moment.

What was before them was clearly just a human being, and even exuded a delicious scent far superior to that of other prey...but the beaked beasts hesitated.

This maybe,
It's not a hunt.

The beaked beast that first crossed the red wall defense line instinctively took a step back.

This moment.

What followed was the force of wind and thunder.

Lu Meng stepped forward and accelerated suddenly.

The exaggerated long sword in his hand chopped down at the beaked beast in the air, and the black sword light drew a perfect and sharp circle on the vast grassland.

Blood splattered and the long neck broke into two.

Before he could even let out a cry, the beast's body had already passed Lu Meng and fell to the ground with a loud bang.

——Everyone here knows it.

The Red King himself.

This is the last insurance of this line of defense.

……

……

Corpses were scattered all over the ground, and blood was flowing everywhere.

The rusty-gold flags fell on the soldiers' bodies, but they could not cover the scars that were as deep as ravines.

Of course, most of the bodies were already in pieces, making it impossible to sew them together.

Left together.

There were also dozens of carcasses of beaked beasts.

The White-browed chieftain Wu Ma frowned and walked cautiously across the battlefield, the worry on his face never gone away.

"Chief," an elder beside him said worriedly, "We can't go on like this..."

Indeed, they won.

But the price was too high.

Unlike other tribes in Shan, the White Eyebrow Clan is too large and is located in the safest area in Shan. The terrain around them is not flat: there are oases, grass valleys, and undulating mountains for defense. It can be said to be a paradise.

It can be said that the White Eyebrow Clan is no longer a wandering tribe in the general sense.

They have already adopted a semi-settled life. Migration is something that their ancestors have always done.

And deal with the beaked beast disaster.

Simply running away is not a problem.

These fast-running beasts could quickly catch up with the people far away. Even if the tribes started migrating as soon as they heard the news, they might not be able to escape.

The best way.

Just stop them and protect your own home.

Not giving an inch.

Therefore, after the White Eyebrow Clan learned about the Beaked Beast disaster, they quickly set up a defense line in the south. Relying on the mountain terrain, they deployed props such as steel fences and wire antlers that were purchased at a high price from the United City, and also dispatched warriors and heavy troops from the tribe for defense.

But this is the final result.

The fortifications only held off the giant beasts for a while, before they were soon overwhelmed by them regardless of their injuries, and the two sides engaged in a field battle.

The White Eyebrow Clan did annihilate a small group of beaked beasts that first discovered this place, but the price was the loss of most of the infantry who went into battle - many of the many broken corpses were eaten by the giant beasts.

Continue like this.

Even if we can survive this beast disaster.

The young and strong manpower of the Baimei clan will also be lost in such a meat grinder, and it will not be long before it declines in the future.

"What's the news from Lord Wumian?" Wu Ma asked.

Even though he is the patriarch of the White Eyebrow Clan.

One cannot help but express respect for Wumian - even without mentioning his extraordinary talent for animal taming, Wumian's own martial arts were among the best in the world, not to mention the combination of the two.

hard to imagine.

Such a outstanding person actually came from an unknown small tribe and suffered the pain of wandering in the first half of his life.

Maybe that's why.

Once you wake up, all the hardship will be rewarded.

"The other group of beaked beasts we discovered has been successfully led away by Lord Wumian." The elder reported with a tone of fear, "It was a close call without any danger."

It is already so difficult to deal with just one of them.

If there is no faceless contribution.

The beaked beasts successfully gathered together.

Whether we can hold this position today is still an unknown.

"During the Beak-Billed Beast Disaster, Wumian alone was worth an entire army..." Wu Ma sighed, "Did he make any demands? We in the White Eyebrow Clan can satisfy them."

"I don't have any request..." The elder hesitated. "Instead, Lord Wumian gave us an idea. Do we still need your decision?"

"Hmm? What is it?"

Wu Ma asked doubtfully.

The other party helped, and not only did he not take credit for it, he also offered a new strategy - plus the suggestion was made by Wumian, who was well versed in the habits of beaked beasts, which made the patriarch take it seriously.

"Master Wumian said... this time the Beak-billed Beast disaster is different from the past. The Beak-billed Beasts come in waves, and we don't know when it will end. If this continues, the White Eyebrow Clan will be completely consumed sooner or later if we rely solely on our strength."

The clan leader Wu Ma nodded.

This is exactly their pain point.

From what Wumian said, he wants to find allies himself?

But who else in Shan can be compared with the White Eyebrow Clan? They are already a unique and dominant force.

Even if there are, they are also under the threat of the beaked beast disaster and are unable to take care of themselves. They are probably worse than them. How can they spare the time to help?

That is outside the Land of Flash...

Wu Ma, however, doesn't know much about this aspect.

Unexpectedly, Wumian's words suddenly changed the subject.

"The only solution now," the elder relayed, "is to divert the trouble to the west..."

Use the Faceless's ability, like today, to guide the direction of the Beakbeasts so that they don't focus on the eastern part of the Land of Flash.

Instead, go to the vaster and more open western plains.

"——The possibility of those small and medium-sized tribes in the west surviving this beak-billed beast disaster is already very small. Tell Chief Wu Ma not to have too much psychological burden." On the side of the path, Wumian, who had long hair, said to the messenger of the White Eyebrow Clan, "And the terrain there is vast and the targets are scattered. Once the beak-billed beasts reach the west, they are likely to ignore the White Eyebrow Clan."

“Even if there are a few more beaked beasts that find their way to the tribe.”

"I believe that with your abilities, you can easily solve it."

"Do you understand?" Wumian asked.

"Yes, sir." The messenger suppressed his shock and replied respectfully.

He will convey these words verbatim to the White Eyebrow Clan.

After saying goodbye to the messenger.

Wumian looked at the fat businessman beside him.

"That's right, my Lord Wumian." Ren Lin smiled, "That's it."

“Will they adopt it?”

Wumian knew that although his words just now were spoken lightly, they contained something very cruel.

A tribe in the western part of the land of Shem.

It is true that there may be heavy losses under the influence of the beaked beast disaster, but it does not mean that there is no possibility of survival.

Once the eastern beaked beast.

Also led to the west.

The enemy would be left with corpses and bones scattered across the fields for thousands of miles... There would be no chance of survival, not even a glimmer of hope.

This is sacrificing those small tribes.

Come save yourself.

"Yes," Ren Lin said, "They already feel the pressure."

Even though the White Eyebrow Clan had lent a helping hand to other tribes in the past, when it came to a matter of life and death, the decision should be whether to preserve themselves or to take care of others. I think this should not be a difficult one.

"Besides, when we do business, we focus on efficiency—" The businessman shook his finger, "calculating how much we pay and how much we can get in return."

In response, noticing Wumian's scrutinizing gaze, he smiled and said:
"Our guild's headquarters are all in the White Eyebrow Clan, so our first priority is to protect this largest tribe... Even if we consider the entire Shan Land, exchanging other tribes for the White Eyebrow Clan is better than everyone perishing together."

"Isn't it?"

"Don't worry, just do your job." Ren Lin patted Wumian's shoulder. "Whether it's the White Eyebrow Clan or us, we invited you here to do this."

“You are our insurance.”

"As long as you are here, the concept of 'Shandi Tribe' will not disappear. Moreover, you are the safest person in the whole beast disaster, right? No matter what you do for us, it will be a hundred benefits with no harm, a real no-cost business..."

"Maybe." Wumian did not comment.

He just looked into the distance: a beaked beast cub was slowly approaching them.

It was probably just hatched, but it was already over one meter tall.

It should have fallen behind.

Perhaps the cub mistook the Faceless's aura for that of an elder in the tribe, and was completely unguarded, shaking his head.

Seeing this, Wumian smiled at it.

Even by human standards, this smile seemed very friendly, even a little kind.

Just when Ren Lin thought that Wumian was going to step forward and touch the cub.

He saw the beast tamer from the Land of Shem take out the new Old World crossbow that he had given as a gift with a skilled and concealed method.

Aiming at the head of the beaked beast.

boom!
Blood splattered.

Wumian hung the crossbow back on his waist.

"It's a deal," he said.

(End of this chapter)