The Barbarian Tribe is located at the heart of the Black Soil plane with immense strength and influence that spans the entire region, making it one of the most powerful forces on this land.

Unlike the tribes across the Red River, the Barbarian Tribe has a population of only about 300,000, spread across two strongholds.

Yet they possessed nearly 50,000 warriors.

The reason for having such a large number of soldiers is related to the tribe system.

Many years ago, the barbarians relied on their formidable combat power to defeat all other tribes in the black soil plain.

But instead of annexing them, they forced the defeated tribes to bow and pay tribute annually.

Other tribes are required to pay a large amount of grain each year in exchange for the right to survive on this land.

This system greatly alleviated the food pressure on the barbarian tribe, allowing them to invest more youth into battle.

The barbarian tribe has existed here for over a hundred years.

And while there have been forces challenging their dominance, those forces ultimately either perished or migrated away from this land.

The power of the barbarians has long been ingrained in people's minds, and other tribes have become accustomed to their arrogance and tyranny.

Now, however, a new and powerful force has risen and is challenging the barbarians.

Looking at the distant stronghold of the barbarian tribe, Yan let out a cold smile, urging his horse forward.

Brave warriors of the night tribe, "Charge with me.

" As soon as he finished speaking, Yan led his guards into the fray, and the warriors behind him immediately followed, howling as they rushed toward the barbarian gathering place.

In the entire Knight tribe, Yian holds the highest military command authority aside from the chief, and he is one of the original few hundred tribesmen, his loyalty beyond doubt.

The Knight tribe has engaged in countless battles over the years, and Yan has been a key figure in every critical conflict, making him a seasoned veteran.

Sushing Yu has always had high hopes for him, wishing he could grow into an excellent commander.

However, fate was not on his side.

Yan lacked the talent for that role.

Even with Su Shing Yu's careful guidance, Yian<unk>s command value remained stuck at 79, unable to break through the 80 mark.

Compared to commanding battles, Yian preferred leading charges, relying on his formidable personal strength and elite guards to directly pierce through the enemy.

As Yan drew near, the Barbarian Tribe had already sensed the attack and began to organize their forces.

But they were ultimately a step too late.

The barbarian tribe had been invincible here for too long, so they had never considered that any tribe would dare to attack them.

As for their defenses, they were quite rudimentary, only slightly better than those of the Red River tribe.

This allowed the cavalry of a night tribe to charge straight into the barbarian trib's camp without any hindrance.

Kill in the name of the enemy's blood.

I sacrificed to my god.

Fight for the king.

The barbarian warriors, just awakened from their sleep, faced the elite of the night tribe, who had come with a vengeance after a day of rushing.

The tribes that survived by the Red River had all been bullied by the barbarians, so they had anticipated the strength of the barbarian warriors before coming.

The barbarian warriors indeed did not disappoint them in such chaotic circumstances.

The freshly awakened barbarians did not immediately scatter, but instead spontaneously organized their companions and charged at the invaders.

It must be said that the barbarian tribes reputation in the black soil plain is not without reason.

If it were the tribes from the Red Riverside, they would have probably collapsed and surrendered when the cavalry charged in.

One can only say that the barbarian warriors were indeed fierce.

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Ejan grew more courageous as he fought, advancing steadily and wielding his spear.

Each swing taking the lives of several barbarians.

Seeing their leader so ferocious, the warriors around him were naturally unwilling to be outdone and surge forward.

Under such a rapid offensive, the barbarian warriors began to retreat step by step.

After all, the night tribe warriors who had fought their way here were no pushovers.

They also possessed a firm fighting spirit, having lived on this land for decades.

They had essentially grown up hearing tales of the barbarian trib's victories, which made their feelings complex when facing the barbarians.

They felt fear, but more so excitement.

Hearing that the Barbarian tribe had been invincible for decades and had never encountered a rival, they thought it was just the right time to challenge them and see if they were as formidable as the legends claimed.

With the mindset of challengers, the warriors of the night tribe fought with increasing courage, launching even fiercer assaults against the charging barbarians, ready to kill one for no loss and two for profit.

Unsurprisingly, the barbarian tribe quickly fell into defeat.

The reasons the barbarians were able to dominate this plane were mainly three-fold.

First, their extraordinary strength as they controlled the cultivation areas of blood spirit flowers and blood crystal mines, allowing them to train a large number of extraordinary warriors.

Second, their equipment, as the barbarian tribe frequently traded with passing caravans, giving them superior gear, and finally their fighting spirit, as continuous victories had instilled an extremely tenacious combat will in the barbarian warriors.

However, the Night Tribe was no worse than them in these three aspects, and they even had the upper hand.

A combination of factors led to the barbarian warriors being unable to compete with the Night Tribes fighters, effectively rendering them powerless to resist.

One by one, comrades fell around them, surrounded by enemies with flames rising high.

Even the elite barbarian warriors could not help but feel despair.

Clang Yan, wielding his spear, was engaged in combat with a burly man.

The crimson energy of his blood swirling around as he continuously thrust his spear at the giant.

After dozens of exchanges, both sides were bloodied.

The barbarian giant roared repeatedly, wielding his long ax with a force to split mountains, extremely ferocious.

Who are you, and why have you invaded us? As the ruler of this barbarian stronghold, the giant never expected that he would face an invasion.

And judging by the situation, his subordinates seemed to be on the verge of collapse.

Night tribe Yan.

A surge of crimson energy erupted from Yan, enveloping him entirely.

He roared and thrust his spear at the giant.

D with a clang.

The giant hurriedly blocked the spear with his long ax.

But Yian, gripping the spear with both hands, suddenly flicked it upward, causing the long ax to fly out of his grasp.

Swish.

The spear lunged forward fast as lightning.

Wait.

The giant's weapon had slipped from his hands, and panic spread across his face as he hurriedly begged for mercy.

Yan, however, paid no heed, and in an instant, the spear pierced his neck, taking the giant's life.

The leader is dead.

Surrender and you will not be killed.

Yan raised the giant's corpse high and shouted, "The leader is dead.

Surrender and you will not be killed.

" The leader is dead.

Surrender and you will not be killed.

The warriors of the night tribe also ceased their attacks and echoed his shouts.

With the tribe fallen and the leader dead, no matter how fierce the barbarian warriors were, they understood that the momentum had turned against them.

The barbarian warriors looked around and after a moment began to drop their weapons and choose to surrender.

Chapter 15 charge, leaving 3,000 men to watch over the captives.

Night battle did not linger here in the barbarian stronghold.

Taking the remaining troops, he departed towards another stronghold.

The barbarian tribes had two strongholds and many vassels.

Therefore, the Night Tribe needed to move quickly to strike before the barbarians were fully prepared and defeat them in one fell swoop.

Otherwise, if the barbarians were ready, even if the Night Tribes warriors could win, the losses would be significant, which did not align with the Night Trib's goals.

The Knight tribe not only wanted the extraordinary resources and mines here, but also desired the barbarian warriors.

However, this was not a wise choice for the current Knight tribe.

Suddenly adding 300,000 people would bring a huge burden, especially since these individuals were barbaric and violent, which would instantly turn the night tribe into an inflated balloon.

Despite the current large population of a night tribe, most of the new members were only here because of the divine influence and the favorable conditions provided by the night tribe.

Very few genuinely recognized the night tribe.

Once a disturbance occurred, the entire night tribe could explode in an instant.

Ultimately, the time was simply too short.

It had not been a month since the Night tribe unified the Red River.

In such a short time, it was too difficult to gain their recognition.

If only there were a bit more time, a year or so would suffice.

Sushingu was confident he could make them truly recognize the Night Tribe.

Unfortunately, there were no ifs.