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The python tribe mobilized almost its entire force, nearly eight thousand people, marching in a mighty procession towards South Sea City. This was unprecedented in the history of the South Sea tribes.

However, from beginning to end, Zhou Wu did not take the python tribe's attack seriously. With only eight thousand men, Zhou Wu's three thousand men were more than enough. But in order to make an example of them, Zhou Wu still planned to use cannons.

These cannons were actually intended for other observing tribes. If they could wipe out the python tribe with a thunderous strike, the other tribes would surely turn around and join Zhou Wu's side immediately.

The cannons were not yet in mass production, but more than twenty experimental cannons were built. This battle with the python tribe also served as a test of the cannons' reliability.

Eight thousand people stood outside the South Sea City shouting, and the clan leader, Green Serpent, was sitting in an extremely tall and extravagant carriage.

Zhou Wu also noticed that the green python wasn't wearing animal skin, but rather a yellow outfit. He didn't know if the green python was doing this intentionally or unintentionally.

But none of that mattered to Zhou Wu anymore; after today, the Green Python would cease to exist.

Zhou Wu's side only had Niu Er's 1,500 Qingyang soldiers, which was indeed no match for the enemy's 8,000 men.

However, the Qingyang Army, with its strict discipline, uniform weapons and attire, was far superior to the tribesmen covered in animal skins.

There were also some scattered tribesmen in the distance; without a doubt, they were scouts sent by other tribes to observe.

“Zhou Wu, I am the chieftain of the python clan. You are still young, and it would be a pity if you died. If you can leave the South Sea Island on your own initiative, I guarantee that I will not send troops to hunt you down.”

The one speaking was Green Python, the chieftain of the python tribe. It was the first time Zhou Wu had ever seen someone with such a sinister appearance; just looking at him gave him goosebumps.

“I am an official appointed by the Great Dragon Dynasty, and His Majesty has personally appointed me as the Grand Commander of the South China Sea. The South China Sea is a fiefdom bestowed upon me by His Majesty, and it is the territory that I guard for the Great Dragon. You clowns dare to oppose the Great Dragon Empire; you are simply courting death.”

Zhou Wu didn't hold back either. Since a fight was about to break out anyway, why not position himself on the moral high ground?

As expected, upon hearing this, the spies from Zhou Wu's other tribes' eyes lit up, and their gazes towards Zhou Wu changed.

This statement actually contains a lot of information. What everyone is most concerned about is that it shows that Zhou Wu has a legitimate official status, while the Ran tribe, no matter how high they climb, is just an indigenous tribe.

"Hmph, you're asking for death, prepare to charge."

At Green Python's command, his eight thousand men surged forward, while Zhou Wu remained motionless, simply watching as the enemy charged towards him.

"Prepare."

As the python soldiers drew closer, Zhou Wu gave the order.

The scouts from various tribes in the distance thought that Zhou Wu was also going to launch an attack, preparing to fight a losing battle, but the 1,500-man square formation remained completely still, except that more than twenty huge metal pipes were pushed out from the formation.

"Prepare for ignition."

According to Zhou Wu's artillery organization plan, each cannon was manned by four artillerymen, each with their own fixed tasks: loading, aiming, firing, and cleaning the barrel, all carried out in an orderly manner.

The tribespeople looked on in surprise at Zhou Wu's group, wondering why someone was carrying a torch in broad daylight.

But they were about to witness a scene they would never forget, one that would become a lifelong nightmare for many.

"ignition."

As the order to ignite was given, the soldiers used their torches to light the fuses of the cannons, and within seconds, more than twenty deafening explosions rang out in succession.

Some of the charging python soldiers collapsed to the ground on the spot due to their legs giving way.

The shell flew directly into the crowd, its momentum clearing a straight line of debris, leaving countless severed limbs and a nauseating feeling.

Even the ruthless snake-like soldiers were terrified by this scene.

However, Zhou Wu gave the enemy no chance to react. Just as everyone was stunned, another loud bang occurred, and the shell took away another group of lives.

From a distance, the earth appears as if it has been splashed with red paint, so striking.

"Help! ~~~"

"The magic method, the magic method~~~."

"..."

Just two rounds of artillery fire were enough to terrify the python tribe's charging force, causing them to scatter and retreat.

"No retreating, no retreating, this is a smokescreen."

No matter how much the green python roared, it was to no avail. He was afraid, but there was no way to retreat now, so he could only fight head-on. However, he underestimated the courage and loyalty of his men.

At that moment, no one cared about him. The shells behind him did not stop because he was running away. The third and fourth rounds of shells continued to pour out as if he were venting his anger.

Just a few meters in front of the green python, he witnessed a shell blast his man to pieces, his head flying off, his face still bearing an expression of disbelief.

At this moment, the green python could no longer hold back and urged its carriage to leave this terrifying hell as soon as possible.

This incredible reversal surprised everyone.

The black bear was glad that it had made the right judgment, otherwise it might have been blasted to pieces by this strange thing.

Meanwhile, the spies from other tribes no longer needed to wait for the final outcome. With the help of the divine artifact, victory for the government army was only a matter of time.

The scouts now had only one urgent task: to quickly return to their tribes, tell their chiefs everything that had happened, and then try their best to persuade their chiefs not to oppose the government troops, lest they suffer the same fate as the python tribe.

. . . . . .

Before sunset that day, all the tribes on the South China Sea islands received a shocking message: the python tribe had been wiped out by Zhou Wu's government army.

Everyone thought that although the python tribe was no match for the government army, they were still numerous and should be able to hold out for a while.

But to everyone's surprise, the battle began during the day and the entire army was wiped out in the afternoon—that was eight thousand men!

With this single battle, Zhou Wu firmly established his prestige and status on the South China Sea islands. Within a month, all the tribes voluntarily came to surrender and apply to join.

After a final count, the tribe brought nearly 50,000 people to Zhou Wu, making them the first inhabitants of Nanhai City.

Zhou Wu also kept his promise, granting all the people of Dalong household registration and starting to recruit a large number of workers to accelerate urban construction.

Although a small number of tribesmen still make a living by hunting, the majority of them responded to the city's construction recruitment and joined the construction work. They were not only provided with food but also received wages. This stable life was something they never dared to imagine before.

While the construction of the South China Sea islands was in full swing, the imperial court in the capital was facing another headache.

Because he refused Gao Liguo's marriage proposal, Gao Liguo betrayed Dalong again just a few months after surrendering to him, and even caused several bloody conflicts on the border between the two countries.