An army of more than two thousand people was moving rapidly on the road to the blue hermit crab grassland in the lake. At the front were strong engineers.

They held the engineer shovels made by the quality mine, and turned into dance shovels to open up the road, clarifying obstacles on the road, and opening up the paths between villages.

Immediately afterwards, the subsequent troops quickly followed, occupied the land one by one, expanded the territory of the Ruishi Alliance to the south, and spread the glory of that adult to the world.

In order to speed up the southern expedition, the plans for the original plan to attack north and west were all cancelled, and the combatants and production personnel also turned their fingers to join the war, frantically eroding the territory of the Juhe Tribe.

The two thousand troops led by me were approaching, and all the surrendered forces were immediately recruited. Those who were unwilling to open the door to surrender will be quickly solved by the mass-produced Ultra Legion, which often takes a round of strong attacks.

In addition to the important roads on the road, we also have completely mastered the roads on the water.

The navy that sailed down was adapted by fishermen. They were extremely good at fishing and leading war. They only needed a keyboard to spit out the other party and spit out of the tent and were taken away by someone.

I believe that these poor people will not want to taste the feeling of a large army in front leading the army to attack Gao Song, and behind the scenes of Chen Fei being surrounded by the doorsteps.

After the land and water routes were opened together, the material transportation channels were completely unobstructed, and the morale of the full-time army was maintained by relying on the supply from the rear.

I am actually not very satisfied with this army with a large number of people. They have just become independent from the onboard charge army battle. They don’t know anything about cooperation, detours, support and persistence, and will only follow the people and pigs in front of them.

What's even more terrible is that they still have many unrealistic fantasies about fighting.

Due to the short-term combat history of forming an army, they always felt that frontal attacks were the king, and they were disdainful of surprise attack tactics, and decided that the miracle of the adult was to defeat the weak by defeating the strong by the weak.

If these war ghosts were placed on Tsushima Island, they would have to kill hundreds of Mongolians, right?

Is this river? This Ganges River.

Every time this comes, I miss the Counter Lightning Army and the 460 Army more and more.

"Crio, do you think my army is so powerful?"

"Sturdy...extraordinary!"

“…no gay, friend.”

After capturing another stronghold, I was only one day away from Mount Corilo, but here I met my old friend Crio.

This unlucky messenger obviously does not have the awesome strength of the New Vegas postman, so it is inevitable to defeat and surrender. According to tribal conventions, the defeated members will inevitably become slaves, waiting to be sold or enslaved, unless they are lucky enough to wait for rescue from their fellow tribes.

For the areas we captured, they naturally believed that their tribe members had all been bad.

Therefore, among the few people who escaped, we are a group of demons, led by a great demon who manipulates blood and fire, obeys the command of a great demon who plays with people's hearts, and completely devours the captured people.

But the reality is that those who are willing to stay have gathered together and have been brainwashed by the bald man one after another, and have been incorporated into towns everywhere to start a new life. They may be fishing in a certain river, cutting wood in a certain wood, and digging potatoes in a certain vegetable field.

Their lives are very fulfilling now, just like a macho man who is addicted to picking up branches. If you have time to think about escaping, you might as well care whether the price of cabbage rises or falls.

Therefore, even though the number of prisoners increased, there were never any incidents like the three major battles of Gongdelin.

I came to check out the prisoners of war today, just to find some available talents among the captured people. If they are not all rebuilt and rebuild them, they will contribute to the construction of the alliance.

Clio was tied to the ground with a bruised nose and swollen face. He happened to look up and saw me dressed like the same as before. A hint of joy suddenly flashed in his eyes, and then he said awkwardly: "You... do you remember me?"

I smiled and told the coyote to loosen his ties, and then let the mass production Saiwen Corps speed up the restoration of the stronghold and stay here overnight today.

At the same time, a small number of captured people were released and letters of persuasion were sent to the last five strongholds. Notify them that if the door did not open to surrender before dawn tomorrow, we would flatten the place!

Crio told me that after hearing the loss of the rear, the Juhe tribe decided to shrink the defense line and give up part of the land and population to delay our offensive. At the same time, they rushed to the pass of the Corilo Mountain, determined to eliminate the future troubles and fight us to the death at the foot of the mountain.

This can be said to be a tactically fighting against the enemy or seeking death, but there is nothing wrong with it strategically.

If I were to deal with a group of sudden enemies, I would use the form of showing weakness to deceive the opponent into underestimating the enemy and advancing rashly, and go deeper alone, defeating the enemy's main force with ease, thereby quelling the entire riot.

This is reasonable, but he would better imagine that the enemy's surname is Huo or Li, who happens to be very good at fighting.

The coyote with a serious expression turned around to perform the mission, and another warrior with a similar expression came to me again, it was Fire Fist Ace!

...Forget it, I'll talk about it separately.

The mass production of the Ace Legion's Fire Fist has the potential for special forces that I want to train. The training method is to let him lead people to wander on the battlefield and find fighter jets in the first person to decide the outcome.

The Fire Fist, which is usually serious and excited when entering the battle, is different from Eton, who takes the overall situation. Eton can command hundreds of people to obey orders, and Fire Fist is more suitable for leading a team of more than a dozen people to advance, giving the other party an unexpected heavy blow.

"What's the matter? Your post bar was stolen?" I asked.

Huoquan said in an unknown way: "No, Lord Saiwen X! The students think that our army can wear makeup and become refugees to escape into the city, and capture several other strongholds overnight!"

I nodded: "Very good, our Huangpu first phase needs a courageous young man like you!"

After saying that, I took a dagger from my waist: "I'll give this Zhongzheng sword to you, but I want you to cooperate with the siege tomorrow to attack again, do you understand!"

Fire Fist replied loudly: "Yes!"

I nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, you are also very energetic and suitable for driving warships! If you learn so quickly like you, I would just be the transport captain in the rear with peace of mind."

Compared to the popularity of Fire Fist, the mass-produced Jack Legion is now a real transportation brigade, bringing camels and horses to the back of the front line every day. The wind and sun tanned more than a circle, but the riding skills are even more clever. It is rumored that the horse can be passed by the fifth hairpin curve drainage channel in Akime Mountain, and the long line can also run back and forth overnight.

"Well... Speaking of Akime Mountain, I heard that the tofu behind it has been developed almost the same. I wonder if I can eat it after the war?"

The person I asked was a young man named Rao with a ox horn helmet. Although he didn’t know how to use the Beidou Shenquan, I wouldn’t be reborn without any desire, so the main business we communicated was agricultural production and planting.

After inspecting the land conquered today, Rao found several fertile fields, showing joy. Although these fertile fields cannot be used as point guards to organize fast attacks, they can effectively accelerate the transformation of the tribe into agricultural civilization.

What I taught him was the farming method that Kappa couldn’t learn!

I told him that if he grasps agricultural production, he can maintain the relationship between nature and humanity, and make this land full of vitality. In the future, he will not hurt his muscles if he encounters toxic dust.

"No problem, Mr. Seven X! The research team has successfully tested it. Just improve the formula and more ways to store food will appear!"

This boy with thick eyebrows and big eyes is not weak in combat. Because his hometown is gone, he often hides aside with a frown, confirming his identity as a mass-produced Leo Legion.

But then again, the reindeer king Loki also has two horns, and his hometown was also exploded, so should he call Loki or Rao?

"Do you have brothers?"

Adhering to the rigorous scientific research spirit, in order to solve this problem, I decided to start with his brotherly relationship. With an older brother, Loki, and with a younger brother, Rao, this division is simple and clear!

The young man said sadly: "Before leaving, there was indeed a younger brother at home, and he insisted on following me. But I asked him to stay at home to take care of his tribe members, hey..."

I patted his shoulder: "What are your tears? Can you defeat the enemy? You..."

The young man said in surprise: "Teacher, I didn't cry..."

"Oh, just don't cry. You must remember this famous line and copy it a hundred times!" I glared at me, and then comforted me: "But don't be sad, who is not a few or two of your relatives? Maybe one will be refreshed one day? After the battle is over, I ordered the entire Ruishi Alliance to search to see if there is any of your brother's whereabouts."

Rao said in surprise: "Thank you, teacher! Is there really hope for this?!"

I nodded, thinking that even an orphan like a bald man could have a bunch of relatives in the tribe, and it was suspected that a new father had come out. It would be too easy for you to find a younger brother in the same place.

This incident had a great blow to the bald man. No one could accept that an old man suddenly ran away and said, "I am your father." He could also tell the situation clearly about the situation back then, including the information of the blacksmith.

According to him, his wife, who was traveling to the merchants, died of illness twenty years ago, so she entrusted her child to the blacksmith master, intending to settle down in the loader's head to spend her old age after the last trade route.

But when he heard the flag, he was destined to be unable to go back, and was even chased by forces and killed in exile in the grassland until he recognized his son a month ago.

We cannot judge the authenticity of the matter, so we can only hope to go back and confront the old blacksmith. But whether to recognize this father will become a bald man’s heart disease.

Suddenly, I remembered another thing.

Leo also has a younger brother, and Rao also has a younger brother. These two options are still not confirmed, so I might as well let him choose the code name himself.

"Rao, if you find your younger brother, I can also join the Legion. Do you want his code name to be 'Torchi' or 'Astra'?"

The young man scratched his head and said in embarrassment: "Teacher, these two names seem to be not suitable, right? Tochi is the real name of the chief "Sage King" that is widely praised in the tribe..."

"Sage King"? This nickname sounds familiar.

"Does the person you are talking about have something to do with the Brown Pool Tribe?" I seem to remember that the founder of the Brown Pool Tribe was this nickname, and I didn't expect that it would have a great reputation.

Rao nodded and said, "Yes! The legendary story of the "Sage King Chief" of the Brown Pool tribe, but my father told it since childhood. He led the tribe to go out of the grassland, searching for territory, conquering the tribe, and collecting disciples. Finally, another legendary story of the disappearance of another person in the desert. Everyone knew about it on the grassland. No one dared to call him by his name, so he respected the "Sage King"!"

I was surprised and said, "So powerful? Still a character who can be literary and martial? Then why is the Brown Pond tribe doing so miserably?"

Clio was pretending to be dead, but when he heard our conversation, he quickly said with a look of credit: "I know this! Although the 'Viol King' chief was famous, he suddenly disappeared, and his disciples left one after another, which led to the decline of the Brown Pool tribe, leaving only women struggling to maintain the status quo."

"What knowledge did this 'virtuous king' teach that makes everyone respect so much?" I asked, and gave him a copy of the marching meal as a reward.

Clio took the meal from me and explained patiently: "That's too much. On the one hand, the lost technology he discovered in the desert includes knowledge of textiles, smelting, medical treatment, object debate, etc., but these chips in exchange for the Brown Pool Tribe to join the prairie Tribe have been made public, and the armor and traps are also brought by him..."

No wonder the tribe's wood armor material is primitive and has advanced structure. It turns out to be an advanced technology that has been circulated from the desert. It is indeed an exaggeration to call this kind of Fuxi-like character "the wise king", and it is obviously different from the titles of "scorpion" and "leopard".

"What else? With these benefits alone, the Brown Pool Tribe has long been annexed?"

Clio ate a meal before wiped his mouth clean and said, "My wise! More importantly, the chief of the 'Victorian's King's move to accept disciples. In order to prevent the Brown Pond Tribe from being isolated and helpless, he took the initiative to recruit disciples from the Thirteen Contract Tribe and impart his knowledge. These people have now become the pillars of the tribe. Chief Berthold of our Juhe Tribe is said to be an excellent disciple under his disciple."

Damn, this old bastard actually has such a connection with the Brown Pool Tribe?!

Looking back, he seemed to have really tended to use softer means to deal with the Brown Pool Tribe. According to Jay, the elder grandmother also had some complex feelings about this person, which was both love and hate. Is it because of his experience in studying back then?

I suddenly ate this kind of expired melon that had expired decades ago, and almost spit out the food in my mouth. Every family on the grassland is related to the old ways. Could it be that this battle is because I have made a big deal and it has become a must-fight?

I thought for a while and then threw this absurd idea behind me. According to the actions of the "Sage King" Chief, he should have known that the unfounded Brown Pool tribe was difficult to gain a foothold, so he tried both soft and hard to find a way to create a space for survival for the tribe.

But now, the living space of the Brown Pool Tribe is almost gone. If I don’t interfere, the entire tribe will sooner or later be divided and digested. Although my methods and methods are different from the Chief of the "Sage King", our hearts for the Brown Pool Tribe are the same. I think I am a fellow disciple of mine.

The biggest difference between us is that he is fighting alone, and no matter how talented he has to do, he can't support himself. But I have already set off a major trend and can achieve his goals with more violent and direct means.

After talking for a long time, we were almost full before we remembered that the chat with Rao was inexplicably pulled, so I continued to ask.

"Continue with the topic just now, Rao. What's wrong with that other name?"

Rao thought for a while before recalling the question I mentioned, and smiled brightly with a good teeth, "The other code name is not suitable. 'Atlas' and 'Astra' are the names of the two gods of creation in our myths, and ordinary people dare not offend it."

"Is it a myth? I always feel like something amazing... Let Taylor find out clearly another day..." I muttered.

Speaking of this, Rao also asked: "Sir, I just happened to ask where Taylor was? Why didn't he act with us?"

I whispered: "He has other tasks to go to the grassland alone to instigate more oppressed people and join our righteous ranks. His legion has a special organization and its functions are different from yours."

What I taught him was the "Military Infiltration Operation Manual (Metro Man Language Edition) Textbook" and the knowledge of secret investigations. I hope that with his strong social skills and natural good luck, he will become a terrifying force behind enemy lines.

In fact, in addition to the job I mentioned, Taylor also shoulders a secret task.
Chapter completed!