After listening to Doral's explanation, Soshiyan nodded and looked at the leader.
"My name is Alexey, what do you call me?"
"My name is Deep Blue, you are very polite, less arrogant than all Adas I've ever seen, M."
Soshiyang chuckled and said:
"Dark Blue, how long have you led them into the mercenary career?"
“Seventy-five tides, um.”
Soshiyang didn't know what time unit the tide in the other party's mouth was, but it should be relatively long.
"So how long have you fought as a Pisces Warrior?"
"One hundred and sixty-three tides, um."
As he said that, it raised his hand and pointed at its disappearing left eye.
"At the forty-second tides, a human spacemarine left behind, his name was Urtas, from a battle group called White Scar, and I also nibbled one of his arms as a memory, M."
As he said that, it turned around, and Soshiyang discovered that a broken hand bone was hanging behind it.
The corners of his eyes under Soshyang's mask were twitching. If he remembered correctly, he seemed to have seen a white scar officer with a mechanical prosthesis transplanted from Cegris, which seemed to be from the fifth company...
"They are powerful warriors, worthy of respect, but must also be hated. In the ancient past, it was humanity that invaded our marine homes, destroyed our thriving old civilization, left us almost lost all ancient history and knowledge, declined to the brink of almost destruction, and not completely recovered for ten thousand years, they stifled all our hopes and made this galaxy darker, and it was a good thing to see the Ida Empire rise again from the ashes, M."
"Ah, well...I thought you were just here for reward."
"Reward, important, future, and more importantly, Mr. Doral showed a broad future. I am a warrior, or a messenger, M."
Soshyan glanced at Doral. It was obvious that the other party's intention to summon these alien mercenaries was not just to supplement combat power, but he knew that Doral must be loyal.
At least for him, for Veronica, and for the Eternal Court...
"I look forward to your performance on the battlefield."
After leaving the cabin where the Sahaduin people lived, Soshiyan met the second group of mercenaries under the guidance of Doral.
This kind of mercenary, Soshiyang, is familiar with it. He has seen this alien in the form of a corpse during the Great Vortex Expedition.
They are called Chicanti, and they look like a huge gray-brown scaleless lizard more than two meters long. They are in almost every aspect. Their limbs are particularly strong, with six long clawed toes on them, which is very conducive to climbing and grasping. The tail is thick and powerful. The opening and closing mouth can see the fine teeth.
They wear simple protective gear, fixing weapons in their chests, and some have helmets on their heads, but they obviously prefer to lie on the ground, and when they are noisy, the sound of rock shattering comes from their mouths and noses.
This alien is very common in the chaotic areas of the empire. They can serve anyone, heresy, pirates, and even Chaos War Gangs, but they will also be employed by Shangshang Langren, the planetary governor, or even the judge. It seems that they have no specific position and belief at all, and are extremely simple creatures of interest.
Even during the Great Vortex Expedition, this alien was involved in the war as a mercenary of the Red Pirates. However, according to the alien judges, there is no evidence that the Chicanti people believe in chaos for the time being, which seems to indirectly prove that this race has some resistance to chaos pollution.
However, there is something strange. Although the Chicanti Mercenaries can be seen everywhere in the Galaxy, the empire's understanding of them is extremely limited, including whether this race is wandering or settled in an area unknown to a certain empire. There is no clear statement at present.
"Your Highness, we are... Blood-toothed Mercenary Group, who have fought hundreds of battlefields, absolutely... to satisfy you."
The alien leader was a big man with red spots on his body, his tail was broken, his limbs were covered with extra metal claws, and the protective gear on his body looked more advanced, but the hissing sound when he spoke was a little uncomfortable, and he was talking on his sloppy, so Soshiyang had to look down at the other person.
However, from the language, it can be judged that the other party is indeed a very "professional" mercenary. He doesn't talk about anything else, but he sells himself and his team.
According to Doral, there are 300 of this group of Chicanti. Although there are not many, they are not the type that directly rushes on the battlefield. The Chicanti people are good at lurking, climbing and swimming. They are good infiltrators and guerrilla soldiers. However, the spiritual races are also masters of infiltration and invasion. However, Chicanti has a special ability, which is that they can completely block their lives and soul signals. This is a very strange force. Even the Tyran Zergs, who are extremely sensitive to life signals, will find their existence without the naked eye. To be exaggerated, they can turn into a lifeless stone, which cannot be done by even the spiritual race ranger.
However, the disadvantages of this race are also very obvious. In addition to this ability, they are slightly stronger and have no other special abilities. They have poor technology levels. Even if they really attack suddenly, it is difficult to deal with opponents such as Space Marines. They can only deal with enemies with relatively low combat power.
In fact, Soshiyang doesn't care about this kind of mercenary, but since Doral called it, it's up to be used to supplement combat power. After all, what they need is just a small box of Aida crafts - this is the number Doral said when he left the Sahaduin tribe. These alien mercenaries exchanged their lives for a box of handicrafts the size of Soshiyang's palm, which is generally statues, jewelry, etc. This is also considered the biggest legacy left by the Aida Empire to its descendants. It has a value system established with tens of millions of years of history. Therefore, civilized races will know one thing about whether they are born, Aida's things are very valuable.
"Well, you'll have a chance to prove your worth soon."
Soshiyan's attitude is a little colder than that of the Sahaduin people. After all, these are purely profit-oriented mercenaries.
"His Royal Highness Phoenix, I, Asanbo, not only represents the mercenary group, but also represents the Creepers... Alliance."
A sudden sentence from the other party made Soshiyang scream in surprise.
"Crawlers Alliance...the name of your country?"
"Yes."
"Oh, it's interesting."
Soshiyan looked at Doral on the side, looking forward to an explanation, and his Golden Feather Messenger then explained:
"Your Highness, the Creepers Alliance is a small United Kingdom located on the eastern edge of the Galaxy. It consists of three races, Chicanti, Urume Attic and Drahian, and it was established in the last two hundred years."
Chapter completed!