Training half a million werewolves is not as simple as just issuing some weapons and armor.
Qianye requires that all werewolves must be mixed with the new human army, and the battles must be fought with mixed troops. The complexity of such training has doubled, and higher standards have been set for the selection of werewolf warriors.
Those who are physically strong, but have strong primitive animal nature and disobey orders will not be selected. In the past, they were an indispensable part of the werewolf troops. Once on the battlefield, their violent temperament breaks out, and they will charge regardless of life and death.
It is the best card in the hand of the werewolf commander.
But Qianye seems to be dismissive of such warriors, leaving no place for them in the mixed army. In this way, if he wants to prepare half a million soldiers, he needs to mobilize almost every major tribe, which is an astronomical workload.
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Don’t want cannon fodder? Faced with this situation, Eskar didn’t say anything, but in her heart she didn’t know what to say. It was naturally a good thing that Qianye didn’t use werewolves as cannon fodder, but?!
The human race's new army training originally had a set of established methods, but now they have all been overthrown by Qianye, and the crash training method created by Song Zining in the Dark Fire Mercenaries has been adopted. Therefore, Xu Jingxuan's workload is not small.
By this moment, the four of them were exhausted, each holding a thick stack of to-do items in their hands. Song Hui said inadvertently: "With such a large army, I don't know who to fight."
One sentence woke everyone up. Basic mobilization is just that. However, depending on the opponent, the details of the preparations required will still be different. The more detailed you think about this aspect in advance, the greater your chances of winning and the smaller your losses will be.
Song Lun then looked at Xu Jingxuan and said, "You are from Yong Lu. Let's talk about it."
Xu Jingxuan looked at Eskar, "I am still separated by the Grand Corridor and the Emerald Sea. Even two months ago, I was thinking about how to resist the werewolf attack. How could I care about something so far away? Ask him!"
Eskar smiled bitterly, "Don't forget, even I am separated by the Emerald Sea. The ancestral map of our tribe doesn't even draw the edge of the Emerald Sea. You ask me what's over there, how do I know?
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"Why don't you ask some tribal chiefs from the Emerald Sea to ask?" Song Hui suggested.
"That's exactly what it should be."
A moment later, the werewolf chief with bright feathers on his head walked into the conference room, and his first words were: "You also know that I am the smartest chief in the Emerald Sea, right? Just ask me about this! That's right.
Yes, what do you want to ask?"
The turkey chief in front of him has a fat head and big ears, and is two times bigger than an ordinary werewolf. He doesn't look like he is wise. His past reputation is that he is more than reckless, not very intelligent, but he is very lucky.
If it is good, the tribe will continue to grow and develop.
Among the first batch of tribes to surrender, his tribe was the largest, and its territory was located in the west, so Eskar was the first to find him. The size of the werewolf tribe also affected the amount of information obtained, and many information did not exist at all.
It will not spread to small tribes.
Several people looked at each other, and finally Eskar said: "Hoke, how much do you know about the forces on the other side of the Emerald Sea?"
Hawke said carelessly: "There is nothing I don't know! To the west of the Emerald Sea, there are some werewolves and humans, and to the south there are some werewolves and humans. Oh, there may be some other races, but it's not important anyway."
Having said this is like saying nothing.
Song Lun looked at Aiska and said, "Can you find a tribe that is actually on the western border to ask?"
Eskar shook his head, "It's too far away, and those tribes haven't surrendered yet."
Xu Jingxuan's eyes lit up, "Isn't there a target? Let's knock down those tribes first!"
While everyone was having a heated discussion, in the command room, Qianye was facing the map of the entire Yonglu continent and was thinking about the next step of action.
This map clearly marked the distribution of forces in various parts of the continent, as well as mineral resources, etc. It was top-secret information of the empire. Qianye had always kept it by himself. He would only take it out and copy part of it when needed to formulate plans.
After taking over the Emerald Sea, Qianye's original plan was to rest for a while and sort out the internal affairs of the territory first. However, he did not expect that most of the werewolves would switch to his command. In order to prevent tens of millions of werewolves from being idle, he expanded
The pace must be further accelerated.
A few days later, the battlefield was finally cleared, and Qianye's mixed troops escorted hundreds of thousands of prisoners and set off again to the capital of the Emerald Sea, the City of Blue Waves.
With a huge team, he walked several hundred kilometers for several days. As soon as he entered the center of the Emerald Sea, a vast expanse of water appeared in front of Qianye. Even standing on the deck of the battle patrol, a hundred meters above the ground,
You can't see the end of this huge water.
The blue tide gently laps the rocky shore, and the sound of the waves is soft and long. The shore is covered with patches of blue or green rocks, making the originally clear and transparent water surface look like a huge emerald in the field of vision.
This piece of water is actually an inland lake, but it is extremely huge and stretches for hundreds of kilometers, so it is called the Emerald Sea, and the entire area gets its name from this.
After walking along the Emerald Coast for another half day, a majestic city appeared in front of the army.
The city is located on a peninsula extending into the lake. The city wall is 30 meters high, and it looks extraordinary from a distance. The tallest main building in the city is 100 meters high, and the huge terrace on the top overlooks the beautiful scenery of the entire Emerald Sea. The city wall was built
It is extremely thick, and there is a protruding bastion at regular intervals. From a defensive point of view, it can be said to be impregnable.
The area of the castle itself is already very large, and outside the castle, there is a larger residential area that extends all the way to the outside of the peninsula. However, most of the buildings outside the city are short and dilapidated, and they are slums by imperial standards.
When the army arrived, one could see panic inside and outside the castle, but it soon calmed down.
The news of the fall of the Duke of Bones and the annihilation of the Emerald Sea Tribe's coalition forces has long since reached the City of Blue Waves. Eskar also sent envoys in advance to stabilize the situation. In the world of werewolves, the law of the jungle is the strongest, and the strong is king. The Duke of Bones
After his death, Qianye is regarded as the new king. The werewolves at the lower level just have a new object of worship. For them, life is no different.
The vanguard army spread out outside the City of Blue Waves and formed a military formation, and then Qianye's battle patrol slowly descended. When Qianye stepped out of the battleship, hundreds of werewolves were already lined up on both sides of the road, waiting respectfully.
All of these werewolves are powerful knights. Although most of them are knights and barons, they are already a force that cannot be underestimated. They are all gorgeously dressed, and their weapons and armor are full of carvings and patterns. They are either rich or noble, and they are not sacrifices to chiefs.
, that is, people from a large and powerful clan in the city.
When they saw Qianye, these werewolves had confusion on their faces. You looked at me, I looked at you, not knowing what to do. From the image and aura, Qianye should be the person they were waiting for here.
But Qianye is too young. That does not mean that his appearance is well maintained, but that he is truly young. In addition, they did not feel the slightest breath of force from Qianye. He looked like an ordinary person, but the oppression it brought to them
The feeling is so strong that it is suffocating.
Eskar followed Qianye, and when he saw this, he quickly lowered his voice and said: "Sir, breath!"
Qianye realized this and released a wisp of dark gold blood energy. In an instant, the abyssal aura originating from the eternal river of blood reached the depths of each werewolf's bloodline, causing them to tremble involuntarily. With a splash, Qian Qian left.
The nearest werewolf chief in Ye fell to his knees. Immediately afterwards, the werewolves knelt down one by one, lying on the ground, very respectfully.
Carol's expression changed, and her gaze turned profound as she looked at Qianye.
At this moment, Qianye gave her a different feeling, more ethereal and elusive. That deep and obscure feeling was like facing a bottomless sinkhole. After the battle with the Bone Duke,
Qianye seems to be making progress every moment, and his breath will be different every other day. I really don't know how strong he is now.
Seeing the werewolf kneeling down, Qianye regained his strength and turned into an ordinary person again, saying: "Everyone, get up, let's go into the city and take a look."
The werewolves were still kneeling, waiting for Qianye to pass by before they dared to stand up and follow behind. Among the dark races, the suppression caused by the power of blood is particularly obvious, and the huge difference in rank evens out the differences between the races.
The confrontation. For these powerful werewolves, all they experienced was the terrifying pressure of Qianye, and the little bit of natural resistance to blood had long since escaped.
A priest with white beard and hair came up, followed Qianye, and said: "When the Duke was here, I was the chief priest of the city. It has been more than three hundred years now. Every change in this city has
It is engraved in the depths of my soul. So next, I will be the one to explain it. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me."
Qianye nodded.
From the outside of the city to the gate of the castle, there is an avenue dozens of meters wide, paved with gravel, which looks very impressive. However, both sides of the avenue are covered with low shanty towns. From a distance, it doesn’t look like much, but up close now
When I looked around, I found that each room was made of wooden pillars and straw mats. It was so crude that it even lacked doors and windows. It was basically a shed that could barely keep out the rain.
The furniture in the shacks is also extremely crude. Most of them have no beds, just hay on the ground. Not every cabinet has a cupboard. Most of the tables and chairs that can be seen are in bad condition. It is common for legs to be missing, and they are hastily tied with branches.
replaced.
The stench in the shantytown is so strong that it makes people feel nauseous. The werewolves in the primitive tribal form don't feel anything at all and have long been accustomed to this smell. But the human race cannot.
Qianye remained calm, and the Force quietly enveloped his whole body, cutting off all smells. But those mercenary generals did not have this ability, and they all had grimaces on their faces, looking like they were about to cry. Song Hui's face was even more expressionless.
He was pale and looked like he would vomit at any time.
When Qianye saw her, he could only let her go back to the battle patrol to rest. The mercenary generals, including Xu Jingxuan, were not so lucky. They could only bite the bullet and follow Qianye into the city.
The road into the city seemed to be endless. In the shantytowns on both sides, more and more werewolves appeared. They stood on both sides of the road, silently watching the group of people entering the city. Most of them had numb eyes and dirty bodies. There were no werewolves.
It is common to see people who are vicious and bloodthirsty, but some are just thin and decadent.
"I never thought there were such werewolves." A mercenary general muttered softly.
Eskar's ears were sensitive, and after hearing this, he just said: "There are poor people everywhere, and werewolves are no exception."
"Why don't they go to the great cloister?"
"If you go to the Grand Corridor, your life will be worse than death. It's better to stay here. At least every other year, you can have a chance to go to heaven."
The mercenary general inquired carefully and found out that the Duke of Bones selects a group of young werewolves every year, nominally accepting them as disciples. In fact, most of them are just servants and slaves in the palace. It is a blessing to be able to serve as guards.
However, even though he is only a servant, and even though the Duke of Bones rarely appears in the Duke's Palace in the city all year round, for the low-level werewolves, this is still an opportunity to rise to the top. Therefore, many werewolves gather outside the city, just for the slim chance of getting there every two years.
Chance.
Normally, when the chief priests in the city are in need of manpower, these poor werewolves outside the city are just coolies or even cannon fodder. Relying on the crumbs of food that fall from the fingers of the big shots, hundreds of thousands of werewolves survive in this way.
What Qianye saw was different from others. He noticed that among the werewolves onlookers, there were basically no older people. More than half were obviously young werewolves, and the rest were mostly young people.