Ling Qi, who had returned victorious, was welcomed by the people, and his achievements had been doubled through the mouths of those demon warriors. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Three victories in one day, every battle will be won.

Some people obviously don't believe in such good news, while others are skeptical. But whether you believe it or not, it is impossible to deny that the soldiers still have the breath of war in them. Besides, since Ling Qi had even brought back the remains of the war dead, this showed that he was still relatively calm in dealing with some wild people.

Outsiders could only feel the elite aura from the momentum of the witch guards, if those people really knew the strength of these witch guards, they would not get the slightest encouragement from such an easy victory, but would be just as worried as Ling Qi, worried about those ragged and even equipped stragglers!

Twenty-two mutilated corpses of witch guards, after being claimed by their families, were sent by Ling Qi to the woods outside the city for burial.

Some began to cry, and some couldn't help but rejoice, although a single escape does not mean that there will never be an accident.

Joy and grief are often mixed, and for townspeople who don't know that their family has become another evil creature, it is still their son or husband who dies.

Fortunately, the lord made proper arrangements for the victims and their families, whether it was the act of bringing back the body, or the earnest condolences, or financial compensation, all of which won the recognition of everyone, especially the excess pension, which was the flower on the cake, a big golden flower, the recipient of the thorn was distressed, and the bystanders of the thorn were red-eyed.

Then, Ling Qi said some inspiring words, which basically meant that in the face of difficulties, everyone must not be afraid of sacrifice and follow him to move forward bravely, so as to fight a dawn in the dark night. Among them, there is another sentence "No amount of money can buy the loyalty of a soldier", which made the people admire it for a while. In fact, that just means that he will use more money than he can smash out a group of loyal minions, not that he thinks it is priceless or empty talk, who says money can't buy loyalty?

In the evening, after dusk, the post-battle summary was made, and all the damaged weapons and armor were sent to the blacksmith shop to be repaired, and the steaming big pot of rice was ready for the people.

Probably because the crisis in the east had been temporarily relieved - Ling Qi said that to the people, and the panicked townspeople couldn't help but feel that tonight's meal was particularly fragrant, and it was indeed much more abundant than yesterday.

The food of more than a hundred reserve city guards was slightly different from the others, and it looked like there was a little less meat, but the portion was sufficient, and it was said that the lord had added a double potion for the first time, which was not something that one or two pieces of barbecue could be exchanged.

As for the other townspeople and evacuees, the most satisfying thing is a large pot of delicious broth, large tender cutlets!

I don't know what kind of animal meat it is, I heard that it was the game that the lord hunted when he returned to the city, but the meat is delicate, smooth and refreshing, and the taste is like shrimp meat, but there is a dry and smoky taste, which is really unprecedentedly delicious.

While the ordinary townsfolk and refugees were enjoying the rare delicacy, the only surviving horse of the day, Ling Qi's mount, was also chewing and swallowing the grass mixed with fresh flesh and blood along with the other animals.

Herbivores don't want to touch meaty food, but when it's mixed with a potion called Ember Afterglow, the deadly aroma makes them forget everything, they've already tasted the benefits of that taste!

In the barracks, the remaining sixty-six witch guards lined up in six lines and stood neatly in the square. At the front are five veterans from the land of honey, there were originally seven, two of them went to the Lonely Mountain to spy on intelligence a few days ago, and they haven't come back yet, probably never again.

Counting Nitin and Farion, Ling Qi knew that the only external forces he could rely on at the moment were these, and the combined strength of these people was definitely not something that could be easily ignored, and if they were used well, there might be miracles!

With thousands of enemies to deal with, he can't do it on his own, unless he immediately breaks through to the legendary level, or prays that there are few masters above the hero level in the enemy camp, and even ranged troops are extremely rare.

Soldier to soldier, general to general, king to king, this is the last word on the battlefield.

Of course, Lynch is far more than just these people, there are also reserve city guards, and even if you use some means, those nearby lords who have not yet suffered disasters can also be completely used.

However, that kind of uncertain thing Ling Qi never regarded as inevitable, and even the reserve warriors who had also taken the Ember of Life were not counted by him in the main external combat power resources, let alone the private soldiers of other lords. Are they really warriors? Ordinary people who are stronger at best.

The aristocratic private soldier Ling Qi in this world is not uninformed, and he is generally inferior to the group of civilians under his command who have only taken potions a few times.

It's a pity that without the enhancement of demonic blood, a mere burst of potential can't immediately turn into strength. Especially if there are no qualified instructors, the upper limit of their growth space will be further suppressed. Potential, although one of the necessary conditions to become a strong person, is completely insufficient, they are just a little stronger than those who don't even have potential!

Instead, other townspeople and refugees... It's hard to use it to see tomorrow!

For the time being, only these barely brave warriors in front of him, including Nitin and the veterans of the Mead Land, can help him through the current crisis, and fight his way out of the encirclement with him anytime and anywhere, even if it is a crisis of the enemy being attacked from both sides!

Thinking about defeat before winning has always been one of the few advantages of Ling Qi!

The witch guards are trustworthy, and if only the combat power is considered, their overall strength is not even worse than that of the guards in the Land of Honey. As long as they don't engage in large-scale combat, that is, avoid coordinated occasions, they can rival even the most elite troops.

Of course, it can't be the kind of top elite, such as Rohan's Royal Knights, such as Gondor's Fortress Knights and Yongquan Guards, when they meet those people, two small teams of fortress knights can kill a hundred witch guards, and their strength is not at the same level at all.

On the basis of not having to deal with the top troops, what Ling Qi has to solve now is the problem of the witch guards going crazy when they see blood! If they can be more rational in battle, I believe that the battle loss rate will be greatly reduced! Once this problem is solved, let them know how to cooperate a little when fighting, instead of just knowing how to grab people's heads, then the witch guards can immediately rank among the first-class troops on the mainland, and maybe they will be better than the guards in the land of honey. If you can't solve this problem, no matter how good the equipment, no matter how strong the resilience, no matter how powerful the basic physical fitness, if you don't have reason, you will just be a group of crazy people on the battlefield, and you may be dragged down by a bunch of garbage soldiers by famous generals at any time!

In fact, the hidden dangers of the witch guards are far more than those, and there are also traces of other troubles, Ling Qi is not a person who has a plan to spare, so he tries to solve all the troubles once and for all!

Sixty-six witch guards, plus Nedin Farryn, and five veterans of the Land of Mead, a total of seventy-three, all with a bowl of cloudy wine in front of them.

"Drink!"

Ling Qi ordered coldly, his eyes pregnant with something different. He knows that there are capable people in this world who can train a group of sheep into lions in a short time, and he also knows that there are capable people in this world who can trick everyone around him with just a few words. He tried, and it first worked, but unfortunately it didn't reach such an exaggerated level. He prefers to use his own methods to solve problems, he may not be able to copy other people's methods, but his methods are not clear to others!

If you don't know how to train them, you can make them as ferocious as wild beasts. If you don't know how to make them obedient, then turn them into puppets completely!

Hearing his order, Nitin hesitated slightly, and the others had already taken their bowls and drank them all.

Seeing this, Nidin had to put away his careful thoughts, frowned and drank the wine-flavored liquid in front of him with a little golden glow!

Five minutes later, the warriors were still standing straight, but Ling Qi began to waver slightly, his determination being tested.

What happened to a certain little girl before didn't happen to these people at all, could it be that even a coincidence can't be replicated?

"How... Is it too little?"

Ling Qi couldn't help but hesitate, wanting to repeat it again, but instinctively felt that it was a futile waste of time.

The upper demon can control his bloodline descendants, and the vampires seem to have similar abilities, but he is not a demon or a vampire after all, even if he has a similar experience by chance, it does not mean that he has perfectly inherited this natural ability of the demon.

Moreover, he knew very well that he could not provide more blood to try, he was neither a demon nor a side branch of the demon, and if he had too much blood, he would be weakened and even die. His genetic level is much higher than that of ordinary low-level demons, but his weaknesses are more obvious than those of the witch guards. His perfection and strength are built on a solid foundation, and no one can easily find his cover door, which does not mean that his fatality does not exist!

A large jar of blood was wasted like that, Ling Qi was silent, which only allowed him to add another stroke to his experiment book.

Unfortunately, the only person who has been able to provide him with different experimental conclusions so far is a little girl under the age of ten. What can a little kid do?

Ling Qi thought like this, completely unclear, right in his residence, the little girl he regarded as the subject of the experiment was making a difficult choice.

A room that was not luxurious but very clean, this was the once splendid lord's bedroom, and the two children, one older and one young, were standing together arguing about something.

"Till, be obedient, put this thing in that bastard's food, have you forgotten your father's great feud!"

Bane, the eldest boy in a servant costume, was uneasy, he finally waited for the opportunity to defeat the demon, even if this opportunity came too coincidentally, he simply sent it to the door himself, and the origin is unknown. But a chance is a chance, and in the current situation, he will not give up easily if there is the slightest hope.

Of course, he also knew that his request was very excessive, and this was simply taking advantage of his relatives. You must know that once discovered by that demon, he doesn't think that his little sister will have a chance to survive. But he couldn't wait, he really couldn't help it, the humiliation he had received in the past few days made him feel that he had had enough!

He could have been a slave for his sister, he thought he could do it, and he did, and even the demon didn't make it difficult for him, but just treated him like an ordinary person.

But it was this attitude of almost ignoring him as an ordinary person, coupled with the humiliation and contempt of those difficult imps for him, that made him feel even more embarrassed!

He would rather that the demon gave him countless tortures every day, which could give him more of a sense of existence, and he could also remember his hatred more firmly and clearly!

Since that demon treats his sisters specially, shouldn't he be special too?!