"Oh, the point is, that tribe is very strong, they defeated the Great Wall Tribe. With our current strength, even if two tribes joined forces, we would not be an opponent of the Wuliang Tribe. If we detour, it will delay us by two or three days."
"Will detouring avoid encountering other tribes?"
"Uh... it will."
"Then we'll go straight through and incorporate the Wuliang Tribe."
Wan Lei's tone was calm, his voice full of courage.
"Tell me about the Wuliang Tribe's intelligence."
"As you command."
Yan Kejuan was a local native and had been neighbors with the Wuliang Tribe for many years, paying protection fees and tribute to them annually. Therefore, he naturally understood the Wuliang Tribe very well.
"The Wuliang Tribe has five fourth-tier warriors, twenty third-tier warriors, and several thousand second-tier warriors, with tens of thousands of first-tier warriors and many elderly, weak, women, and children. They are considered a mid-tier tribe in the north, with very strong power. Their tribal leader is named Wuliang Shu, who is also a fourth-tier warrior. Based on our estimations, we believe they are likely still here. The purple rain hasn't been too heavy yet, and they will surely wait for tribes from further north to pass by them for plunder. While in the past, people could occasionally coexist peacefully and wouldn't wipe out entire populations without reason, now with the advent of the purple rain and the ensuing disaster, resources and population have become the most precious things. They will definitely not let this opportunity pass. After all, in times of disaster, superior strength becomes increasingly important."
"You have underestimated some of their fighting strength."
"Oh? Please, divine being, enlighten us."
"That would be the foreign cultivators, people from beyond the heavens like us. This time, over a hundred thousand people from beyond the heavens have descended upon the Land of Fate. If your tribe has them, then other tribes will naturally have them as well."
"This..."
Deng Yangge and Yan Kejuan both wore troubled expressions.
Wan Lei wanted to send the little yellow dog to scout for information on the enemy, but considering that the dog had already become a Holy Divine Beast and should not be easily dispatched, he dismissed the idea.
"Send the tribe's scouts to gather intelligence on the enemy. See if their camp is still there, how many foreign powerhouses there are, and investigate everything thoroughly."
"As you command."
Deng Yangge immediately arranged for several second-tier warriors to spread out and head south to gather information.
The队伍 continued for another half a day, and the scouts who had been sent out returned. Five had been sent out, and three had returned.
"Reporting to the divine being, reporting to the leader, the Wuliang Tribe's camp is still there, and all their people are present. We captured two scouts and forced them to reveal the number of foreign powerhouses they have. There are four in total, reportedly all fourth-tier warriors: three males and one female. We don't know anything else."
"Where are Li and Feng?"
"They... they were discovered while scouting. Unwilling to be captured, they committed suicide and died."
"Alas, they were good children. You may go."
After Deng Yangge spoke, he looked at Wan Lei. "The enemy now has nine fourth-tier warriors. This battle might be difficult."
"A bunch of mere dregs."
Wan Lei said indifferently. He did not believe that cultivators of the Nascent Soul stage from the Lei Feng Realm would be his opponents. After all, he and Fang Xiaoyu had the record of killing three Mahayana stage powerhouses.
"Don't be so humble. Your tribe is very weak, but with me and Xiaoyu, your tribe's combat power has already soared to become one of the top tribes in the Land of Fate. With us here, there aren't many in the Land of Fate who can be considered our opponents."
Deng Yangge did not immediately flatter or praise him, but merely nodded silently. He was a veteran warrior, experienced in countless battles, and he knew clearly that no matter how powerful a person was, their strength had its limits. Facing an army of thousands upon thousands, let alone victory, survival itself would be difficult.
The队伍 proceeded until nightfall and began to set up camp. This time, the camp was set up very securely, and the guards and sentries were more numerous than before. After all, they were already very close to the Wuliang Tribe's camp, and they had to be vigilant against enemy sneak attacks at any moment.
After the tents were set up, Wan Lei and Fang Xiaoyu entered the tent and poured a cup of hot water. Jia Hui stood guard dutifully at the entrance.
"The enemy is powerful, and we are weak. The enemy might not expect us to dare to sneak attack them. If we launch a night raid, we can minimize casualties. How about I lead the team for a night raid?"
Wan Lei took a sip of water and looked at Fang Xiaoyu.
"No, I think, before you even get there, they'll already know it's you."
"Why?"
"Think about it. That system said that when a tribe possessing the head of a Mahayana stage cultivator approaches other tribes, those other tribes will have a sense of it. Although I don't know how they sense it. We are still far away, so they haven't sensed us yet, but if we launch a sneak attack, they will definitely know. After all, currently, only you possess the head of a Mahayana stage cultivator in the Land of Fate. Any fool would know it's you who has arrived. Do you think those so-called fourth-tier warriors, upon knowing you've arrived, wouldn't flee? Or do you think they have the strength to contend with you?"
"Then what should we do? If that's the case, even if we attack tomorrow, we'll be exposed."
"Therefore, when we attack tomorrow, you just stay here and don't move. I'll lead them over. Once we start fighting, you can rush over quickly and defeat them with lightning speed to prevent them from escaping."
"That makes sense. Let's do that. I hope those fools don't try to sneak attack the camp tonight, otherwise, they might very well escape."
"Let's hope so."
The night passed peacefully. Apart from discovering a few scouts from the Wuliang Tribe who were investigating, nothing happened. Early the next morning, all the tribes gathered in the camp. The old, weak, women, and children were left behind, while all the other warriors set out, bringing their beast groups, and marched mightily towards the south. Fang Xiaoyu, meanwhile, dressed in a straw cape and wearing a bamboo hat, hid among the crowd and sped along.
The twenty-mile distance was quickly covered. They could see tens of thousands of warriors already arrayed outside the enemy camp, ready for battle. This was an open attack. As long as the enemy wasn't blind, they would know they were coming, so they naturally made preparations. When they were about a mile apart, the Deng Yan Tribe members stopped. Their side had traveled a long distance, while the enemy was well-rested. The advantage of a sneak attack was gone, so there was no need to charge at this moment. Their task was simple: to confuse the enemy and prevent them from escaping.
Fang Xiaoyu, standing within the crowd, sent a telepathic message to Wan Lei.
"Deng Yangge, Yan Kejuan, I truly did not expect you to have the courage to attack my Wuliang Tribe. You are truly courting death. Let me guess, is it the outsiders in your tribe that gave you courage? I want to see how many of them are in your tribe?!"