Chapter 347: Wasteland Pilot Area

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　　 "Are there any movements in the slave market?"
　　 Hearing the words, the fat man shook his head slightly, and then said: "The slave forces in the Northwest Territories have been divided up by us and several big tribes. We occupy the Fenghuo City and 11 slave markets in Fengfeng.
　　 The uncle Huo Ling in the east occupies ten slave markets and Fengshan Slave City under the command of the original Lihuo slave owner.
　　Luo Shuibo occupies the tomb hill city of the former slave owner’s tomb, and there are also 15 slave markets.
The 　　kuilei tribe occupies six slave markets, but does not occupy slave cities.
　　The Snake Division occupies the Black Snake City of the former slave owner Sheli and its 11 slave markets.
　　 As for the White Bone City and its slave market, it is in the struggle between the Giant Lingbo and Lu Yushi. "
　　 "Lu Yu did not occupy a slave city?"
　　 Xia Tuo showed a touch of surprise. Lu Yu's plan was so long that he hadn't even eaten the meat in his mouth, which was a bit surprising.
　　 The calculation ended up empty, I don't know if Luyou's clan master was surprised or not, the battle between the various ministries of the Northwest Territory has ended one by one, and most of them have settled down.
　　 Even if Lu Yushi wants to jump, he seems to need to find the opportunity again, but I don't know if the Kuilei tribe will give him this opportunity.
　　Since the slave forces in the Northwest Territory have been divided up, it goes without saying that the will of the upper strata of the slave hall has either not reached here, or simply doesn't care about the fight between the parties, otherwise the ministries will not take the slave market so easily.
　　 "Recently, a group of slaves have been sent to the Slave Hall, all of them are from good backgrounds, and some are from uncles."
　　 Upon hearing this, Xia Tuo asked hurriedly: "Can you see the people who escorted the slaves?"
The fat brother shook his head and solemnly said: "The transporter of slaves from the Slave Hall to Flame City is a colorful Luan bird, a fierce beast at the domain level, leaving behind a witchcraft cave secret realm, and slaves are installed in this cave. Before leaving, I took away all the spiritual resources reserved by the City of Fire."
After listening to it, Xia Tuo showed a pensive expression, and then said, "The slave halls are all over the nine regions of the mainland and the nine blasphemys. Their advantage is not so easy to take. We have demoted so many slaves in the past two years, and they are counted as slave halls. Once again, I took out a part of the beast cores and spirit crystals from the clan library and put them in the beacon city. Those slaves who dig the canal were bought by the clan."
　　What is potential?
This is.
　　 Even if the forces at the lowest level of the Slave Hall kept changing hands, no real warrior from the Slave Hall appeared in the Northwest Territory, and Xia Tuo didn't dare to swallow this big fat.
　　 He is not alone, he has a tribe, and his roots can't run here.
　　 The things in the slave hall have not been so easy to take for a long time. Of course, some people took it and got away at the end, but Xia Tuo still knew that the one who took the things and was at ease would not be him, at least not the one in front of him.
　　 The slave forces in the Northwest Territories are so chaotic, but the slave transportation is still not interrupted in secret. This is the horror of the slave hall.
　　Now it can be said that the slave market in the Northwest Territory has shuffled, and the slave high-levels are clear, but people don't care. Anyone who will do the slave masters will do it, but the slave hall needs nothing less.
　　 Of course, you can try or not.
　　 Anyway, Xia Tuo didn't want to try.
　　Resources, he slaps it like dung and discards it like grass. That's how it is! ! !
　　 "The newly sent slaves will keep all the tribes from the middle and above tribes, and scrape the things they remember in their heads."
　　 "I know."
　　 Fat brother nodded, the general notes in the clan require a lot of outside knowledge to expand, but he knew that Xia Tuo wanted to go outside to kidnap the ticket, so that other people could confide all the classics, legends, and so on.
　　 After the fat brother left, Xia Tuo summoned the house elder Feng.
　　 "How much animal oil is in Xishan City."
　　 "Seven thousand barrels have been shipped, and the clan is still stepping up production."
　　 Xia Tuo groaned, he was going to try to use animal oil as a fire primer, and set a fire in the wild and ancient land to burn the diffuse miasma, and by the way, the miasma primer would also be burned.
　　The reason why the savage ancient land is so ill is because its ancient land is inaccessible. The earth is covered with thick and rotting vegetation and animal bones, which have accumulated over the years, and increase day by day, producing poisonous gas.
　　 "How much animal oil is newly produced in the clan?"
　　 "Almost two thousand barrels."
　　 "It's almost there. Ship these two thousand barrels to Xishan City immediately."
Xia Tuo ordered that although Qingliu and others are still traveling abroad, searching for detoxification methods, the clan has made gas masks, plus five or six detoxification pills, so you can try to explore the ancient land on a small scale. Up.
　　 This matter, he has no bottom, he can only try bit by bit.
　　 The next day, Xia Tuo sent a command to the Battle Master Palace to once again mobilize a thousand clan soldiers and 50,000 slaves to Xishan City.
　　 Not only that, but the gas masks and detoxification pills made in the fukuro for nearly a year were shipped to Xishan City.
　　……
　　 ten days later.
　　 On Hutou Mountain in the west of Xishan City, this is the name given by the clan soldiers. The mountain is like a tiger’s head, so it is called Hutou Mountain. The opposite of Hutou Mountain is Laoya Mountain.
Xia Tuo is standing on a flat roof with a radius of one hundred feet from the top of Hutou Mountain. Behind him is the battle division leader Ling Jue. As for the elder Hong of the battle division hall, since the tribe settled down, Xia Tuo was kicked back to the Huofuyu Volcano The secret realm practice went.
　　 Hutou Mountain is not high, but it is only a hundred meters high. On the west side of Shanxi is the endless miasma. The soldiers of the mountain tribe wear heavy animal skins and gas masks.
　　 In addition, tens of thousands of slaves were also driven here. They carried barrels of beast oil on their backs. Some of them were sprinkling beast oil into the ancient forest under the care of the clan soldiers.
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　　 At this time, there was a scream from the slave, and a poisonous insect lurking on the ground bit him.
　　噗!
Hou Shan waved the long knife in his hand and chopped down the mad slave. He ordered the other slaves to grab the barrel of beast oil again, walked towards the depths of the forest, sprinkled the beast oil into the forest, and made a hoarse voice from the gas mask. Sounded.
　　 "Those who dare to retreat, kill!"
　　The warriors and crossbows on the back were all open, and under the impact of murderous intent, the slaves began to walk carefully toward the forest slightly.
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　　 "Help~~"
　　 "Help me~~~~!"
　　 The screams were endless, stimulating the mind of every warrior.
　　 The slave who was bitten by the poisonous insect started to feel numb all over his body. If he was unlucky, his whole body began to turn black, and he lost his breath in the blink of an eye.
　　 No one took care of the dead slaves, and soon a new slave came up behind him and threw the barrel of beast oil towards the forest. Amid the screams, a large area under Hutou Mountain filled with a strong smell of grease.
　　 "Patriarch, you can light it up."
　　 Ling Jue returned to Hutou Mountain from below and replied to Xia Tuo.
"Ok."
　　 "Let it go!"
　　 Soon, the rockets in the hands of the clan soldiers blasted towards the forest. In the ancient land where the beast oil was spilled, they were instantly detonated by sparks, and waves of fire rushed into a large area in the blink of an eye.
　　 The fat is very strong, and it burns when it touches it, even if it is a tree up to a hundred meters high, the branches and leaves are lush and dripping, but at the moment, under the fire dragon swept away, the water vapor was suddenly evaporated, followed by the fuel that turned into flames.
　　 In just more than ten breaths, the flames in front of Hutou Mountain burned the sky, and the soaring fire swept through the north and south for several miles, and the fire spread toward the depths of the wild ancient forest.
　　 Crackling~~~
　　 There was a constant explosion in the flames. Some fierce beasts were scared by the flames and ran towards the depths, but the rotting bones, leaves and branches accumulated on the thick earth were very resistant to burning.
　　 For a time, the fire was divided into two parts. The big trees on the ground burned the fastest. The slaves kept throwing barrels of beast oil over the flames, and a large amount of grease was spilled like rain, speeding up the spread of the fire.
This heavy fire is also the highest. It rushed into the sky hundreds of meters high. The blue fireworks exploded in the sky. The miasma filled with colors was burned by the flames and turned into ashes. For a while, the surrounding Hutou Mountain was strong. The miasma is clear.
And the second is the thick rot on the ground. Dark fires continue to emerge from the ground, followed by all kinds of poisonous insects. The dark and humid places are good places for poisonous insects to multiply. This is also the source of the miasma overflow.
　　The most direct way to deal with these poisonous insects is to burn.
　　 Beast oil was sprinkled on the ground decay, the dark fire ignited suddenly, and the poisonous insects crackled and exploded.
　　 Behind the second flame is the slaves. They carried the barrels of beast oil and threw them towards the place where the flames spread, and then another slave shot the poisonous insects that hadn't burnt to death on the ground.
　　 On Hutou Mountain, Xia Tuo watched the flame spread towards the depths of the ancient land. The miasma in the high sky had been burned clean, and the miasma further away drifted towards the depths under the impact of the flame air wave.
　　The method of burning miasma with flames is effective, provided that after dispelling it, you have to hold on to it. Miasma is not a stone. Throw it wherever it is. The miasma is invisible, floating around and moving with the wind.
　　 walked down Hutou Mountain and looked at the burnt black earth. There was a slight ups and downs in the distance. Without the woods, the landform of this ancient land was unobstructed.
　　 Various poisonous insects can be seen in the ashes. Some have mouths full of fangs like silkworm pupae, and some have hundreds of thin legs, which are burned to ashes or corpses in the fire.
　　 "Send the order, try to extend the fire to the depths of the ancient land."
　　 "The slaves start to build the blast furnace."
　　 Soon, there was a roar in the direction of Xishan City. This time 50,000 slaves were mobilized toward Xishan City. Previously, only 10,000 were used, and 40,000 were left.
　　 At this moment, the remaining 40,000 people, under the care of the soldiers led by the crocodile, carried the rocks mined from the mountain, walked toward the burned wasteland, and began to build the blast furnace.
　　 There is no good way to drive away the miasma Xia Tuo continuously, so right now he uses the most stupid method, which is also the method he has thought of right now, step by step, steady and steady.
　　 In the open space that was burned out, a hundred-meter-high stone tower was built at intervals, and furnaces were built on the towers to clean up the miasma floating high in the sky.
　　 The speed of mining and construction of 40,000 slaves was not slow. The first 100-meter blast furnace was erected on the wasteland after half a day, and then a bonfire was lit.
As the flame continues to extend towards the depths of the ancient forest, the area of ​​the wasteland after burning has also become larger and larger. Five days later, under the guidance of man, the flame has burned to a place two hundred miles from the depths of Hutou Mountain. There are hundreds of miles from north to south.
　　 Except for the mountains and lakes, this vast area is empty of vegetation, leaving only blast furnaces burning with flames.
　　 The burning of a big fire in the wild old forest can't be controlled for a while. After that, there is no need to add animal oil at all. The flames roll like a fire dragon, raging in the wilderness.
　　 The fire was burning fast, and the movements of the Xia tribe were not slow. The blast furnaces were built up, and they looked like pillars at a glance. There were free miasma on the sky, and they were quickly swallowed by the bonfire on the blast furnace.
　　……
　　 One month later, Xishan City.
"To the patriarch, the outermost hundred miles on the west side of the wasteland has been covered by miasma again, and the miasma from the north and the south has also covered nearly 20 miles. The slaves stationed in the blast furnaces in these areas have retreated, and the miasma is still moving towards us. Floating."
　　 Ling Jue returned the information reported by the clan soldiers to Xia Tuo. This was also expected. The wasteland burned out was barren forest on three sides except the east side. How could the miasma not be overwhelmed again?
　　 Even if it was so, there was still an area that was a hundred miles deep and seventy to eighty miles in size from north to south. The miasma in this area was so thin that the warriors could come and go freely.
　　 "Let's go and see."
　　 Xia Tuo left Xishan City and headed to the west, looking into the bare mountains and still a little uncomfortable for a while.
　　Occasionally, the miasma drifted across the sky, mostly in strands. The blast furnaces burned day and night, burning all the miasma.
　　 After going all the way to the west, the miasma in the sky gradually increased, but it was not as thick as a dark cloud at the beginning, but only light and thin, as silky as it was.
Moreover, the degree of the intensity of the miasma is not very obvious. From here to the west, the miasma re-emerges ~EbookFREE.me~ Standing on a hill, Xia Tuo looked at the colorful miasma floating from the west, facing Ling Jue who followed behind him. Instructed: "Slaves are mobilized to build blast furnaces in the area along the west of the miasma, to isolate the miasma as much as possible to the west, and to enter this area of ​​the west regularly to set fire to disperse the miasma."
　　 "A part of the slaves will be transferred to the east of the West Mountain to collect grass seeds and various plant seedlings, transplant them into this wasteland as soon as possible, and reclaim this area."
"Yes."
　　 Ling Jue replied, paused and then said: "The patriarch, the east of the West Mountain is mostly wasteland with few trees, should I transplant it from the tribal mountain."
　　 "Passing to the Tribe House of Internal Affairs, I will bring you enough saplings and herbs."
　　 "In addition, the Baicao Temple was ordered to send some people and bring some spirit tree seedlings."
　　 "The slaves are divided into small parts, and they are stationed in one place to look after the blast furnace and reclaim the land."
　　……
　　 Six months later, on the west side of Hutou Mountain.
After the burning of the land, there was a touch of greenery, verdant and dripping, and scattered big trees in the undulating mountains and plains were swaying with the wind, and the large land in the distance was leveled out, and each piece was square and undulating. .
Five miles deep, next to a low hill, stone houses and stone houses are clustered together. There are more than a hundred in total. The settlement is surrounded by big trees. There is a well platform under the big tree at the mouth of the settlement. The witch pattern is depicted, and the book is Jiaziyi.
　　Ps　 hasn’t changed today.