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The 12 Battalions of War Slaves are located in the center of the city, and the symbol is the twelve small white buildings that radiate around the silver-white building in the center of the city.

The small building has only two floors at the highest, and it can accommodate up to 100 people, which means that if the 12 battalions are full, the number of war slaves should be 1,200 people.

With such a number of people, based on Liu Ye's understanding of Zhi'an City, if Bai Lu City counterattacked Zhi'an City, he should be in an absolute advantage. It's a pity that since the establishment of Bailu City, the establishment of the twelve battalions has never been full at all, and only one more than five hundred has passed.

Such strength is indeed insufficient in the face of mimicry cultists. In this way, Bai Lucheng is good at group combat, while Zhi'an City is relatively prominent in individual strength, if a big war is launched, it depends on which of the two sides uses the strategy more appropriately.

The drill of the big array had long since ended, and Liu Ye dragged his somewhat tired body back to the small building, and there were only Xiong Shan and Xiong Qian standing on the martial arts field. The evening breeze blew, raising the corners of their sweat-soaked clothes.

"Battalion commander, do you think our final plan will succeed?" Standing for a long time, Xiong Qian suddenly asked Xiong Shan, listening to his tone, it seemed that he still lacked some confidence in what he wanted to do.

"I've been preparing for so long, why are you still saying such frustrating things now, this is not like your usual you!" Xiong Shan reprimanded, very dissatisfied with Xiong Qian's retreat before the war. Fortunately, there was no one around, otherwise morale would have been greatly affected.

"But......" Xiong Qian lowered his head and thought for a while, then stopped.

"But what? When did you talk so much! Xiong Shan glanced at Xiong Qian obliquely, and took a few heavy steps forward.

Xiong Qian hurriedly followed, how could he have the slightest appearance of a vicious tiger, but like a docile big cat. "I heard that Feng Ruiyan got some strange things from the outside, and she can completely control the people below, and she can also greatly improve her strength! I'm afraid that even if I complete the Five Elements and Twelve Pictographic Arrays, I still ......" Xiong Qian's words became lower and lower the further he went, but the meaning was already very clear.

"Oh? You're talking about that strange liquid. Xiong Shan thought of Xiong Da's injection, his heart was relieved, and he smiled in an instant: "Don't worry! I've already asked the Tiger Battalion, that kind of potion is indeed powerful, but the stock is very small, and it doesn't have a big effect! ”

"Battalion Tigers? Hasn't that person always had a grudge against you? How could it be ......? Xiong Qian asked strangely, he was very aware of the feud between the second battalion of the Violent Bear and the Tiger.

The bear is the hegemon of the mountains and forests, the tiger is the king of the forest, and the battle for the king has been the case since ancient times.

"Feud? No matter how big the feud is, in the face of survival, it is also a fragile layer of window paper! Xiong Shan said coldly, "Even if this treacherous tiger is acquainted, he knows that choosing that side is the most beneficial for him!" ”

"You're saying that Huzha has already taken refuge in us?" Xiong Qian asked in disbelief, unable to hide the joy in his heart.

"Of course! Otherwise, where would I have had so much faith! Xiong Shan said slightly proudly, it seems that he is also very proud of being able to subdue the Tiger Battalion.

"Great! The Tiger Battalion's strength is ranked third, plus the Violent Bear Battalion that we listed first, it is no problem to deal with the other nine battalions led by the second-ranked Earth Dragon Battalion! Xiong Qian trembled slightly with excitement, as if he had seen the prospect of victory.

"In that case, you don't have anything to worry about!" Xiong Shan smiled and said to Xiong Qian, "Go back and rest!" Tomorrow is the end of it all! ”

"Yes!" Xiong Qian still didn't calm down the emotions in his heart, and said in an undulating tone.

Xiong Qian's figure hurriedly walked away, blended into the thick darkness, and disappeared.

Looking at Xiong Qian's disappearing figure, Xiong Shan sighed slightly. The expression of victory just now was replaced by deep worry, and what Xiong Qian said was not worried by him, but he never dared to show it. And there was a suspicion in his heart, the timing of Huzha's refuge was too coincidental, which really made him feel worried.

"Humph! Don't think I'm a reckless man! If you dare to deceive me, you'll see! Xiong Shan said hatefully.

The cold and heavy voice whispered in the arena, and slowly dispersed to the low buildings around it as the night breeze slowly dispersed, and it fell silent.

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When the sky was just showing the whiteness of the fish's belly, the slaves were woken up by the evil foreman, and walked to the daily workplace with sleepy eyes and vague steps.

Countless dying slaves on the white wall were let go and given a brief respite, but many more left their lives forever on the high white walls.

Some of the ropes had long been pecked by strange birds, and they didn't know where they had been scattered, and they became breakfast in the bellies of other mutated creatures. And the skeletons that hung from the walls with their flesh and blood were laid down by the changing people, and after a new round of robbery, entered the empty stomachs of their own people.

The others, who had not found the bones, carefully searched the walls, looking for the scattered flesh and blood that clung to the walls. The flesh was either rotting and spoiled, or crawling with countless maggots, but apparently they didn't care.

For the former, they had already developed a stomach made of copper and iron in the harsh environment, and the internal organs could still get the necessary nutrients from the decay and deterioration. Over time, though, the toxins that accumulate in the carrion will one day break down their bodies and erode away their lives.

For the latter, the flesh of the maggots, full of fat and tender proteins, was an unusually rich breakfast, and the juicy, tender flesh of the maggots was full of irresistible temptations for the slaves. Even if these mutated meat maggots will take root in their bodies after half a month, and grow into larvae and break their stomachs, there are still people who are either ignorant or intentional to desperately enjoy this rare delicacy.

He is not only cleaning the city walls to complete his own work, but also looking for food. Biological instincts prevent them from giving up the occasional food they get in front of them, which if brought down will inevitably lead to snatching and even costing their own lives. So even though they knew that these problems would cause irreparable damage in the future, the creature instinct still made them gobble it up without hesitation.

Those who know what to expect from eating this scrap of meat are undoubtedly painful, like taking drugs, knowing that they are harmful, but they can never leave. And just a few novices who imitate the people around them, but they don't know that they have long been secretly noticed by those who have a heart.

Their bodies have been predestined by the powerful groups of the Workers' Serfs, and if they show signs of collapse, they will be disintegrated and devoured. There was a precedent before that the corpses of toxin-dead or flesh-infested maggots would not be used as food for the slaves, as that could cause a plague disease that would lead to the attrition of most of the slaves.

Therefore, these corpses that should have been disposed of were divided among various power groups, and they had their own set of methods to minimize the toxins and parasitic harm, which was nothing more than the soil method of dispersing the toxins and roasting the meat maggots. Even if someone is unfortunate enough to be tricked, no one will care, they are just glad that there is more food.

Nature's survival of the fittest is the fairest, and it always controls the final outcome of all living things behind the scenes, and human beings are no exception.

While the slaves were going on their daily lives almost unchanged, and most of them would continue to do so until the end of their short lives, a grand scene was taking place in the city of Bailu.

"Dangdang!" A rapid ringing of bells rang from the middle of the city.

With the rapid sound of the bell, people were surprised to find that the war slaves in the 12 camps of Bailu had almost made an appointment, and walked out of the twelve white buildings guarding the central building, and walked slowly and orderly towards the Bailu Building, which almost no one dared to enter.

Those who have been excluded from the core of the city do not know that today may be the beginning of another change in the city that has not been established for a long time.

The twelve columns are like twelve black curved chains, connecting the central Bailu Building and the twelve War Slave Towers. Such a scene looks like it is guarding Bailulou from above, and it seems that it is a heavy chain that locks Bailulou firmly to the ground and cannot get out.

Around the White Dew Tower, there were four gray buildings slightly below it, and the tall chimneys were like sharp swords stabbing into the sky, not thick smoke. Underneath the chimney is a circular enclosed cement pool, about 12 square meters, like a dwarf mushroom under a large tree.

Liu Ye mixed in the team of the Violent Bear Camp and slowly followed everyone forward, but his sharp nose brought him a lot of trouble. I don't know when, a burst of smell that obviously belonged to biological excrement came from the strange building in front of him, and it made Liu Ye sick.

"My day! Why does the city lord stink so much here! Liu Ye never expected that as the location of the lord of a city, the smell would be much worse than the twelve war slave buildings around.

"You smell it too? Don't be surprised, it's good to get used to it later, we were smoked enough for the first time! As if sensing Liu Ye's embarrassment, Xiong Shan whispered to Liu Ye.

"What the hell does that smell like? It stinks! Liu Ye covered his nose with his hand, and Weng Sheng asked.

"Take your hands away! The lord of the castle is the one who hates this action the most! If you don't want to die, don't do it again! Xiong Shan took away Liu Ye's hand covering his nose, and continued in a deep voice: "We don't know what it is, but it seems that this building is very important!" A brother once saw that the gas coming out of this building could be ignited out of thin air, which was amazing! ”

"Click? Stench! Liu Ye had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and suddenly remembered something, he leaned his head close to Xiong Mountain and asked, "Is there a special person in the city who collects feces?" ”