Twelve paused for a while.

"That is, about the 160th year after the evacuation of the Eternal Empire, our regime was already full of holes. If you say you don't believe it, even many of our tribesmen were corrupted by the Dark Cult. They were not firm in their willpower and converted to the Dark Cult... On a dark night, they instigated a riot against our tribesmen, and the high-level leaders of our tribe who fantasized about living peacefully with the Dark Cult were pulled on the street from the villa and hanged in the carnival of thousands of believers of the Dark Cult..."

Twelve, who had been steadily steadily, suddenly stopped, and their chests were undulating violently, as if they were holding a sense of anger.

Han Xinghai did not urge him, but waited quietly.

"We were defeated without even firing a single shot. What do you think next? They plundered, abused, killed, burned our compatriots, raped our women, and those neighbors who usually looked kind-hearted showed their hideous teeth. They knocked open our yard, smashed our door, dragged us out of the house and poured grease and burned them. They watched our compatriots wailing in the fire and sang and dance... Haha... You said it, but we saved countless precious videos as evidence.

According to...Faced with more than one billion believers of the Dark Sect, our 80 million clans are not enough to fill their teeth... In just three days, our 80 million compatriots were killed to only more than one hundred million. Do you know how tragic it is? The bodies on the streets are piled up more than ten meters high, and some compatriots do not want to be humiliated and abused, so they jumped into the river and committed suicide by taking their wives and daughters. As a result, the rivers are blocked...more than sixty million, more than sixty million Hengming...It's ridiculous that none of the compatriots who betrayed us have ended up well. They used various excuses to send these compatriots to prison, torture them and humiliate them every day..."

"You can be more concise." Han Xinghai said slowly.

"Okay, I'll be simpler." Twelve big strides walked forward and speeded up their speech. "After three days of massacre, our tribe members who are noble of peace finally realized that the believers of the Dark Sect were not to surrender to us, they wanted to kill us all."

"You said at the beginning that their teaching was to bring all the pagans to hell."

"Yes, but our ancestors naively thought at the beginning that as long as we surrender, they would always give us a way out. We were wrong, we were very wrong! Three days later, a loose sand compatriot finally united and began to fight back, but at this moment, we have completely lost everything. However, even so, the battle between more than 10 million people and more than 10 billion believers of the Dark God Cult lasted for twenty years. Although the Dark God Cult has a large population, they can only rely on population advantage. In these twenty years of war, our brave and warlike ancestors killed more than one billion believers of the Dark God Cult... Although we have achieved remarkable results, but when we lose control of the regime, we cannot win at all, and the population has dropped from more than 10 million to about one hundred thousand..."

"100,000?" Han Xinghai looked shocked. If he had no feelings for tens of billions at the beginning, then when he heard that more than 100,000 people died in battle until only 100,000 were left, the degree of tragedy was imagined.

"Yes, about 100,000, and this 100,000 includes the elderly, weak, sick and disabled troops surrounded by the Dark Sect army. At this time, our deceased tribe has become a foregone conclusion. However, God finally opened his eyes and gave us a way out. At this time of life and death, the two major ambassadors of the Dark Sect fought for power."

"Did they have an internal strife?" Han Xinghai asked in surprise.

"Yes, after they had an internal strife, they didn't care about us anymore. Of course, they also thought that we were fewer and could not make any trouble, so they didn't take us seriously at all."

"What's next?" Han Xinghai asked.

"We took advantage of the internal strife between the two major envoys and broke through the siege. One of them was ours. When we reached the forest, there were only more than 7,000 people left, and many of them were old, weak, sick and disabled. After another army broke through the siege, we arrived on a island by sailboat. After that, we lost contact. After nearly a hundred years, we communicated through birds and found out that more than 40,000 people had escaped to the island. However, although the island was rich, there was no ore resources, which led to the lack of development of their technology and relied entirely on farming. The only thing that is thankful is that the island is large enough and has a strait as a natural barrier. Through years of rest and recuperation, their population has grown to more than three million."

"Why are your population so small?" Han Xinghai couldn't help asking.

"This is about the war between the two ambassadors. After we escaped into this primitive jungle, the war initiated by the two ambassadors has been going on until now. The Dark Cult has also split two branches in this war that has lasted for hundreds of years. Both branches say that they are orthodox Dark Cult and are not convinced by each other... However, when they fight, they often hit us, which has led to our population always being unable to grow. Of course, there is another reason. We brought not many women and children at the beginning, and many of them are kinship. If they have children, it will cause close relatives to get married... In order to avoid getting close to marriage, we have formulated a family map for each tribe. In the five generations, we must not get married. This regulation has caused many young people of marriage age to find a partner. In order to pass on the race, women who are married must give birth to death. For example, my mother has been giving birth to children and are still giving birth to them now..."

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Han Xinghai smiled bitterly at the corner of his mouth. He remembered his experience of boarding the Eternal as a tool for breeding. The Clan actually faced the same situation as the Eternal.

From these two things, it can be seen that any excellent race must support its development with its population.

"In recent years, the two sects of the Dark Cult have fought more and more fiercely, and their weapons are getting backward, and our population is gradually recovering, so the activity space is getting closer and closer to them. If it were the case before, it would be impossible for us to observe them close."

"Why are their weapons getting more and more behind?" Han Xinghai asked in confusion.

"Hehe, this is retribution!"

"retribution?"

"Yes, this is retribution! Those believers are extremely pious to the Dark Church, and the children they give birth to are even more pious than the other, strictly abide by some perverted teachings of the Dark Church, such as worshiping the God of Darkness eight times a day, each half an hour, and there are various dietary taboos. Then, there is a big activity every half a month. In short, they work less than three hours a day, and they usually study doctrines and practice teachings, and do not learn scientific knowledge at all. The children born will do nothing except grazing... And the management team is content with enjoyment, extravagant and desperately marrying wives and having children. If you don't believe it, the two major messengers have married more than five hundred wives."

"Five hundred!" Han Xinghai looked incredible.

"Haha, this is still a legal wife. I'm afraid there are thousands of illegal ones, because they announced more than 2,000 sons of the messenger of God, and their status is the same as that of the princes of the Eternal Empire."

"In other words, they have more than 2,000 princes?" Han Xinghai was stunned, because this had subverted his imagination. You must know that on the Barbarian Planet, more than 2,000 people are already a powerful tribe, and even the largest Dragon Stone tribe has a population of only more than 5,000.

"Yes." Twelve's mouth mocked, "It was because their senior leaders were greedy for pleasure, while the lower-level believers were ignorant. Soon, some of the industrial infrastructure left by the Eternal Empire was ruined by them. Of course, it was not only their ruin, but also the war with us and the war between the two great envoys. In short, over the past few hundred years, due to war and poor management, some previous factories were shut down, and some high-tech equipment stopped operating due to disrepair and aging. The believers of the Dark Cult who had lost their source of income began to vigorously develop grazing, because this job had no technical content and could be done by individuals..."

"Then their city is desertified?"

"Yes. You may not know that this dark planet used to have a name called "Ribao Star". Why is it named? Because this planet is the richest planet in the entire seven major star fields. In addition to the fertile land, the metal varieties on this planet have reached more than 80% of the entire universe. In other words, as long as it develops normally, this planet can develop a high level of industrial civilization... No, I was wrong. In fact, when the Eternal Empire evacuated, all the technologies on this planet except for no space technology, which is already a high level of industrial civilization. In less than five hundred years, this place became a primitive planet. You may not believe that they can't produce even a metal door and glass. You have just seen that those high-rise buildings have been through five hundred years of wind and rain and have never been repaired. If the windows are damaged, they can only block them with wooden boards."

"In other words, a planet that was originally highly industrial civilization was ruined by the Dark Cult to become a primitive and ignorant planet."

"Yes. If they develop normally, there is no room for our gentry to survive."

"How many of them are now?"

"I don't know exactly, there should be more than one billion."

"After experiencing war, there are more than 10 billion?" Han Xinghai asked in surprise.

"In the hundreds of years of war, although they have lost a large population, their population base is large. A family can give birth to more than a dozen children at will, and the population has been increasing. If it weren't for the low survival rate of infants due to backward technology, their total population would have exceeded 20 billion."

"Two hundred billion..." Han Xinghai couldn't help but gasp.

"But, don't worry, although their fertility rate is high, they are all a bunch of waste. They only know how to kowtow every day. As long as we are given time, we will take back everything that belongs to us!" Twelve gritted their teeth and said confidently.

"By the way, are they not attacking you now?"

"They are busy fighting for power in internal strife, and occasionally send people to the forest to encircle us, but we are erratic in the forest, their numerical advantage cannot be used, and their combat effectiveness is getting worse and worse. Even if it is a close fight, I am not afraid of them. At present, our only dilemma is that we cannot develop technology, because they attach great importance to this area. Once we discover our base, we will destroy it at all costs. This situation has been going on for hundreds of years. In order to protect the base, we will cause huge results.

There were great casualties. After that, we simply did not develop technology and specialize in strengthening our bodies and studying fighting skills and some tactics. Of course, we did not abandon our studies. In addition to training, hunting and farming, we mainly study. Now, our biggest dream is to find a way to get out the compatriots on the island, they have enough population, and then, we occupy a resource city to develop military technology. We have confidence that as long as we have enough raw materials and within a few months, we can create weapons to defeat those wastes!"

"What if you can't get out the Han tribe compatriots on the island?" Han Xinghai asked.

"This... our plan may be delayed for decades... or hundreds of years, because our population is a flaw. Even if we have high-tech technology, our population is not enough to occupy any city. Moreover, those ignorant believers often commit suicide attacks, even if they exchange a thousand lives for us, we cannot bear it." The originally confident Twelve face turned a gloomy look.

arrive.
Chapter completed!