Amul was alone in the quiet warehouse, staring straight at the empty doorway.

"Servant, remember that you are a servant of the Rhineres." If it had been in the past, Amul would not have cared, because it was true. He grew up in the territory of the Rhinereth family and was raised to be the family's bodyguard from an early age, but this is what Shirina said, and this is what Shirina said to herself.

I'm just a subordinate, just a subordinate, I'm not worthy of her, maybe if I become a baron, he will look up to me, just like she did to the baron. Amüller was paranoid about this, and his hideous face was a little crazy. The concept of education since childhood made him uphold the loyalty to the Rheinryth family in his heart, but these loyalties seemed so vulnerable at this time, Amulle only struggled slightly in his heart and abandoned the ridiculous loyalty.

Shirina had no idea that his words would make such a drastic change in Amule's mentality, and he walked along the bluestone path, greeted him warmly by the people on the side of the road, even the savage ones.

Xilina helped the butler to count the supplies and build the house, and it can be said that every outcasts or barbarians have received her help, and the simple townspeople and the barbarians love this noble lady who is as beautiful as a flower.

Two days later.

Today was a sunny day, with a day and a night of heavy snowfall, which had already dissipated after the sun had risen. The sun on the west slope shines on the snow, reflecting beautiful colors. The long-dormant town of Boer was noisy again, and the gate of the barracks, which had not moved for a long time, opened abruptly.

The elite soldiers, dressed in fine armor and black cloaks, strode out of the barracks in a neat formation, and the tips of their spears shone with metal in the sunlight.

Qin Feng was wearing armor and riding on a horse, looking at the soldiers walking in front of him, with a hint of pride on his face. This is its own army, this is an army that is completely under its own orders, this is an elite army. And now he will take them with him, for the first time, to take the initiative to attack the orcs, break through their cities, and rob them of supplies.

A steady stream of soldiers poured out of the barracks as if there was no end, and they stepped on the bluestone paved road until they led out of the city.

On both sides of the road stood a dense crowd of townspeople, screaming and shouting with joy, waving their arms at the soldiers, men, women, and even children. The barbarians were even more agitated, their tall figures standing out from the crowd, they roared and waved their thick arms, but they still kept order.

The soldiers of Boer Town are not the human army they remember, they are strict, self-denying, and strong, during this time, the troublesome barbarians have been cleaned up by them, a strong orc against a heavily armed human soldier, they only have the consequences of being fucked.

Swarig stood beside Qin Feng, tall enough for him to stand and look directly at Qin Feng on his horse. He looked at the elite soldiers in front of him, and he finally understood why the orcs had repeatedly failed at the hands of humans. Such an elite army, such a powerful army, dare to be completely different from the human army in his previous impression, cowardly, cowardly, cowardly, incompetent, isn't this what human beings should be?

He turned his head to look at Qin Feng, the pride of his blood spurted in his heart, and he couldn't help but say, "Baron, can I join you?" Let's go and kill all the orcs. His last sentence was said through gritted teeth, and he hated both Theron and orcs.

"Your people are still in Pur Town, and Pur Town needs your help to protect it." Qin Feng politely refused: "Compared to us, Boer Town needs your help more. Although he coveted the barbarians of the White Bear Tribe, the time was still short, and the White Bear Tribe had not really integrated into it. It would be a mistake to rush to take them and not be able to command them.

"Yes, Baron." He breathed a sigh of relief. Swareg regretted a little after saying those words, Qin Feng didn't believe them, and he was also always wary of Qin Feng, worried that he would be used as cannon fodder. But after seeing these elite soldiers, hot blood pressure suppressed rationality, and as soon as the words came out, he knew that he was going to suffer, he was worried that Qin Feng would really follow his words and integrate his clansmen into the army and use them as cannon fodder, but to his surprise, Qin Feng refused, which made his impression of Qin Feng much better all of a sudden.

The long line finally ended, and when the last group of soldiers walked out of the gate, and the thick barracks gate behind him closed, Qin Feng glanced behind him.

There was a beautiful figure standing there, who seemed to have discovered Qin Feng's line of sight, and she also raised her head with some sense and looked over. Their gazes met in the air, and they staggered. Qin Feng turned his head, pulled the reins, and kicked the horse's belly. The horses meekly stepped forward, following behind the ranks of soldiers, and the guards in armor also drove the horses to follow.

Shirina looked at the figure that was getting farther and farther away, and she originally wanted to be resentful and scold him, but for some reason the last thing she thought of was that she hoped that he would come back safely, and she prayed to her father for him.

Thousands of soldiers gathered outside the city, banners flying high with the banners of the Rhinereth family, rattling with the gale. The soldiers were densely arranged in a neat formation, standing on the city tower, looking solemn and cold. Qin Feng likes black, and the Rheinreth family also likes black, so his soldiers are also black in terms of clothes and armor. Just like the army of the Great Qin in the history of the previous life, the black... Black... There was only black, that solemn and cold black.

The cold wind was howling, and the cold wind on the head of the city seemed even greater, rolling up his cloak and whirring, Qin Feng was standing in armor. After a few months, the marks of his previous life have long been lost on his body, and there is only the courage of a man on his face like a knife and an axe.

"Young Master, it's ready." The butler quietly leaned over and whispered.

"What about Amul?" Qin Feng looked left and right, but did not find Amule's figure, and asked with a frown.

"I didn't let him come up, young master, he's still sorting out his baggage below." The butler explained for Amüller.

Qin Feng nodded, looked at the dense soldiers under the city, and said loudly, "Today will be a special day," he stretched out his hand and pointed to the city wall under his feet. "This is where our blood flows, and those savage orcs have attacked us. They don't talk about etiquette, they don't talk about the law, and we don't talk to them about these things, and when they do, they don't pay attention, because in their eyes, we are just cowardly human beings, human beings that they can pinch to death at will, human beings that they can kill at any time. ”

There was silence beneath the walls, save for the sound of flags whistling in the gale. All the soldiers raised their heads and looked at Qin Feng who was standing at the head of the city, and a depressing atmosphere filled the surroundings, getting heavier and heavier.

"But we used our victory to tell them that we have changed, that we are not the humans we used to be, that we killed thousands of orcs in our last victory, and this time, we will take the initiative to attack them. We will be the initiative, the victors, plundering their riches, cutting off their necks. Qin Feng finally shouted, "Send troops." ”

"Roar... Roar....Roar Roar...."With Qin Feng's last words, the depressed atmosphere was suddenly released, and the excited soldiers roared, one after another.