Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland.

Chapter 527: The Price of a Paradise

Eastern part of Shan, White Eyebrow Clan.

Their headquarters camp is located in a river valley with abundant grass and water. One side is connected to the only exit to the Land of Revenge, which is the only way for trade between the East and the West; the other side leads to the vast grassland beyond the mountains.

It can be said to be a paradise on earth.

Now, the White Eyebrow Clan's defense line has been completely shrunk, with only a large number of fortifications set up on one side of the exit to block the river valley tightly.

Even if you know that it has the body of a beaked beast.

It is impossible to dive from underwater.

They still used cast steel gates, which were lowered to lock the entire river, leaving only a few outlets for necessary domestic water to flow in.

The defense is very tight.

Because the area that needed to be intercepted was small, and there were merchant guilds in the rear that continuously transported daily necessities and military supplies from the "Valley of Vengeance", the White Eyebrow Clan built a defense line in a very short period of time that was no weaker than the Red Wall in strength.

Iron grey metal plate.

Flashing a cold and hard light.

But at this moment, this steel barrier did not bring any sense of security to the wandering herdsmen behind the defense line.

"boom!"

A loud noise broke out throughout the valley.

The steel vibrated and roared.

People's hearts tremble.

A thick, long neck actually poked out from outside the barrier that was more than ten meters high.

Elder period beaked beast.

Covered by its skull exoskeleton, its "small" eyeballs the size of a fist curiously survey the scenery behind the scenes.

When he sensed that the crowd and the delicious smell at his nose matched, he couldn't help but let out an excited cry.

"Ahhh!"

The women and children started crying.

With their fortifications, they can hold off ordinary herds of beaked beasts, but it is unknown how effective they will be against elder beaked beasts.

When you see this giant long-necked beast, you must gather your strength and charge at it again.

A guard climbed out from his hiding place on the top of the city wall, holding a spear and seizing the opportunity to stab the opponent's eyes that had finally been exposed.

Poof.

It passed through the gaps in the armor-like bone plates and pierced into the flesh.

But it only stung my eyelids.

The thick keratin folds firmly grasped the spear head, oozing a trace of light red blood - but it was completely harmless.

The beak didn't even completely close its eyes.

Leaking eyes.

As if in a joking manner.

Bang! The pulp splashed.

The brave white-browed warrior was instantly turned into a pool of blood under the heavy blow, and dark red liquid dripped down from the beaked beast's jaw.

A sweep of the long neck.

The other guards who came to support on the city wall were all hit, their limbs were splattered and blood was everywhere, some of them didn't even have the time to swing their weapons.

And far away.

Behind the long-necked beast.

The battlefield was littered with corpses of warriors; they were the scouts of the White Eyebrow Clan.

"Lord Ren Lin, let's retreat quickly!" Qing Rong pulled the fat businessman beside him.

The White Eyebrow Clan is the Merchant Guild's largest trading partner in Shandi, and their headquarters is located in this river valley.

Qing Rong's face was filled with anxiety.

The reason why they were able to build this temporary barrier in such a short time was all thanks to the funding and loan from a distinguished guest named Ren Lin.

Fire from the sky often falls on the land of revenge.

Even the technological hunters who have mastered high-temperature resistant materials dare not explore them recklessly.

To pass through the land of revenge.

There is only a long and narrow path, which is less likely to be hit by heavenly fire. It is also called the "Valley of Revenge" and can be regarded as the lifeline for communicating between the East and the West.

Supplies of the Chamber of Commerce led by Ren Lin.

It was transported from here, and only their caravan had the ability to do it.

If Ren Lin had any mishap here.

To their White Eyebrow Clan...

Qingrong can't bear such a responsibility.

However, what surprised the White-browed Envoy was that in this chaotic scene, only the usually smiling merchant leader remained calm.

"It's okay, Master Qingrong." Ren Lin patted his hands, actually breaking free from the other party's pull, "I believe we will be fine."

"believe?"

Qingrong was extremely anxious.

Now the elder-stage behemoth hit the steel barrier again, and its feet, which were originally firmly nailed on both sides of the valley, began to loosen.

The rubble of the cliff.

Falling like a sieve.

The guards on the city wall were still struggling with the enemy's longnecks, shedding fearless blood, but it was a meaningless fight.

How can anyone believe this?

Qingrong made up his mind.

If the defense line really fell, in order for the White Eyebrow Clan to have a chance to make a comeback, they could not lose the support of the Merchant Guild... Even if he had to kidnap Ren Lin, he would kidnap him.

As if she had sensed his thoughts.

The fully armed mercenary warriors behind Ren Lin all held down the hilts of their swords, exuding a fascinating aura.

Qingrong swallowed.

Just as he saw the elder-level beast about to launch its third attack, and everyone was helpless.

A long, strong arrow.

Shot at the head of the beaked beast.

The guards of the White Eyebrow Clan also tried long-range attacks, but those arrows that were strong enough to penetrate leather armor were like tickling when they hit the skin of the Elder-stage Beaked Beasts. They either bounced off or just embedded themselves in the skin, leaving white marks.

This long arrow is extraordinary.

It is made entirely of steel, making a sharp sound of breaking wind in the air, and even giving people the illusion that the friction between the iron clusters is producing sparks.

The response was correct.

The beaked beast's long neck trembled under the force and blood spurted out.

This was the first time it broke through defense.

With such a force, the archery mechanism must be extremely powerful.

But it is a behemoth in the elder period.

After all, it is not so easy to kill. Given its size, if the guarding troops and the city defense are not strong enough, it can even break through a decent small town.

All these years.

Many human settlements in the Bone Wasteland were destroyed because of this. In the end, only Kaiton, the forging capital of the United Cities, and Mournhold, the leader of the mining industry, were left standing... The latter has now declined due to the Bloody Heresy.

The long-necked beast looked back angrily.

I saw a tiny figure outside the barrier.

Before the beaked beast discovered him, he magically put the Old World crossbow in his hand into his animal skin robe, then picked up the bone flute and started playing it slowly.

Not a very nice sound.

It can even be called weird and thriller.

Because that is exactly similar to the hissing and crying sound made by the beaked beast through the resonance of its long neck.

Far away.

Hearing this voice, Qing Rong was stunned, then reacted:

"Master Wumian?"

Yes, he forgot.

While the White Eyebrow Clan was shrinking their defenses and holding onto the valley, top beast tamer Wumian was also carrying out missions in the outside world.

The task of guiding the Beakbill herd.

It is now quite effective.

This also gave the White Eyebrow Clan time to build a good barrier, and the beaked beasts they encountered afterwards were mostly fish that slipped through the net, but unfortunately this time a big one slipped through.

But fortunately, Lord Wumian arrived in time.

The beast trainer's messy long hair was flying. He was standing on the plain outside the barrier. There was a huge gap between the tiny man and the giant beast, but there was no obstacle at all.

But he was faceless and faced its anger directly.

As the bone flute sounded, the anger in the beaked beast's eyes miraculously faded away and disappeared.

Its eyes were still red.

But the emotions contained seem to be different.

The surviving guards were surprised to find out.

The originally violent beak-mouthed beast suddenly changed its attitude, trembling slightly, and stamping its four thick legs on the ground, seeming a little embarrassed...

And shy?
"This is..." The guard who was covering his blurred wound stared at the scene in a daze, then reacted, "In heat?"

Elder-stage beaked beast.

Lived a lifetime.

I already had no worldly desires.

However, guided by the sound of the faceless flute, its eyes were confused, and it didn't know whether it saw a peerless beauty or its dream lover.

"Di-"

Wumian let out a short, sharp whistle.

The nerves of the beaked beast seemed to be aroused at once. It blew out a large puff of white air, and drooled like a rain curtain of saliva. It turned around and ran away eagerly.

The earth trembled.

Wumian rolled over and dodged.

He wore a mask made of a baby beaked beast's skull on his face, and through guidance, he was able to completely ignore the beaked beast's eyes by making himself just a skeleton.

With Wumian's ability, he is unable to forcibly control ferocious beasts like the Beaked Beast, but he is familiar with the habits of these animals, is good at creating illusions, and can manipulate and utilize them in other ways.

At least it's guaranteed.

Your absolute safety.

As the beaked beast swung its long neck, it chased after it excitedly.

This is a fierce crisis.

He actually resolved it all by himself.

Wumian stood up.

Standing in front of the steel barrier, he spoke calmly:
"Let me in."

At this time, all the herdsmen fleeing behind the barriers finally reacted and burst into cheers.

"Mr. Wumian!"

The noise was deafening.

On the top of the city wall, the wounded guards finally relaxed, but some could not hold on any longer and fell unconscious due to blood loss.

However, as the gate opened.

The long-haired animal trainer who returned victoriously became the focus of everyone's attention, surrounded by flowers.

Qingrong put away the envy in his eyes.

He looked at the merchant guest beside him with a hint of doubt: "Sir, did you know this a long time ago?"

"How is that possible?" Ren Lin laughed.

"I just trust him."

"You know, everyone in the White Eyebrow Clan only needs to fight the Beakbeasts with all their might, but to truly resist the beast disaster, Lord Wumian has to consider many things."

"...You are right." Hearing this, Qing Rong felt a little uncomfortable, but he could only nod in agreement.

Just as the other person said.

The beast disaster has developed to this stage, and the White Eyebrow Clan has been able to hold on until today without suffering much loss. This is indeed largely due to the strategy proposed by Wumian before.

Look at these herders behind the barriers.

They were all members of other destroyed tribes in the east. Those who were lucky enough could come and seek refuge from the White Eyebrow Clan, but they were placed on the outermost periphery.

If something goes wrong with the defense.

They are the first to bear the brunt.

But these people had no other complaints. After all, at least they had a way to survive.

Like those who arrived too late.

The tribes could only migrate in other directions, or even flee to the west in panic... I think they have all been killed by the beaked beasts.

Look at the cost to these people.

How could Qing Rong feel dissatisfied with Wumian: If it weren't for him, even if the Baimei clan would not have ended up in the same fate, they would have been in a very embarrassing situation.

but,

After all, the power of Wumian alone is limited.

He was able to lure away the herd of beaked beasts heading towards the river valley, so naturally he had no energy to look after other tribes.

The White Eyebrow Clan retreated as planned.

The original front line was abandoned.

The beaked beasts in the south were advancing rapidly... In this sense, the other tribes in the east of Shan were also affected by their fate.

Qing Rong watched Ren Lin and the warriors leave.

The other party walked towards the surrounded Faceless, and the refugees shed tears of gratitude, not thinking at all that the destruction of their tribe was, to some extent, due to the strategy of this tamer.

After all, they can see it.

It was Wumian who seduced away the elder-level giant beast just now, saving everyone who had managed to survive from disaster.

And surrounded by people.

On his faceless face, he still wore the skull of a beaked beast, and a gentle smile seemed to appear at the corner of his mouth, but overall it was still difficult to judge his expression.

"The clan leader invited Lord Wumian just to assist from the side..." Qing Rong muttered, impressed by Wumian's popularity, "but now, he has been asked to take the lead."

Faceless people look.

Now, whether within the Baimei clan or in the entire eastern part of Shandi, he is higher than anyone else with the surname Baimei.

People only know that there is no face, but they don’t know that there are white eyebrows.

This is the general trend.

Even the tribe that Wumian originally came from was invited to be the guest of honor at the internal meeting of the Baimei clan and participate in the discussion - this had never happened before in the tribal history.

And at that conference.

Chief Wu Ma originally suggested that now that the situation has stabilized and with the protection of the barrier, the White Eyebrow Camp in the valley has no worries... it is time to take the initiative.

We can't just let the beast plague continue like this.

Order must be restored.

Moreover, the Baimei clan still has military strength, and with the assistance of Wumian, the battle will be more effective with half the effort.

As a result, his proposal.

It was opposed by many clan elders and thousand households.

The reason is also very simple.

The Baimei clan has now settled down, so let's not create any more trouble.

What if something goes wrong with the barrier?
The soldiers were outside and it was too late to rescue them.

not to mention,
There will always be casualties in war.

The Baimei clan is also divided into various factions. When soldiers die in battle, it is an irreparable loss for each of them.

The earliest radical war faction.

In their first encounter with the herd of beaked beasts, they suffered heavy losses, causing their voice in the tribe to plummet.

Strength must be preserved.

This is the consensus of the remaining people.

As for the beaked beast... since Wumian has the ability to deal with it, let him deal with it.

Qing Rong shook his head.

Turn around and walk towards the camp.

On the other side, the crowd dispersed.

Wumian saw the mercenary warriors and Ren Lin, who was wearing fancy clothes beside them - the other party was smiling.

Wumian walked over.

"How does it feel to be a hero?" Ren Lin said, with a hint of joking in his tone.

The trainer did not answer.

Just a gesture.

That's a number.

He said, "Eight heads."

Including the one today, there are a total of eight elder-level beaked beasts.

Wumian has already grasped all their whereabouts.

"Whether you want to deal with the Lord of Blood or crush the White Eyebrow Clan..." the tamer said slowly, "I think this is enough."

(End of this chapter)