Ouyang Jing wanted to know how far the grassland was from his territory.

And Gesar's gale answer made him feel very unhappy.

"After leaving the grassland, we went all the way south for twelve days before we arrived at your territory."

A group of old and weak, no vehicles, no riding beasts, and only twelve days on foot?

Even though the minotaurs are tall, strong, and have a long stamina, and can walk much faster than ordinary humans, they are no faster than cavalry in any case.

Calculated in this way, if the reincarnators on the grassland went south with cavalry, they were afraid that they would be able to kill Ouyang Jing's territory in just three or four days.

"Things aren't good......"

He frowned slightly, and said to himself in his heart: "At the beginning of the game, there was an evil neighbor who exploded a hundred times faster than me...... Even if there are still two months to develop, but in two months, it would be good to have one or two thousand elite soldiers in our way of farming. And the other party may be able to send out an army of 100,000 to fight me in one go......"

With the strength of the Boss team, with the strength of Ouyang Jing's seven servant girls, an army composed of ordinary humans, an army of 100,000 is just a terrifying number, and it is impossible to win them.

After all, a five-star reincarnation can "become an army by one person". The six-star reincarnation is a demigod and a fake immortal walking in the world.

Ordinary armies, no matter how many they are, can't help the reincarnators above five stars.

However, the soldiers of the reincarnation on the grassland cannot be an ordinary cold weapon army.

The steppe tribesmen are all large human-like intelligent creatures such as minotaurs and centaurs.

Ordinary adult tribesmen, regardless of men and women, have a physique and strength, which are similar to the two-star martial artists of human beings - the five unique Condor Shooters, which is only a two-star level, although the martial arts are enough to crush, but the pure strength and physique are not much stronger than ordinary adult Minotaurs.

A minor child is also equivalent to a robust human adult male.

And their young warriors, not to talk about martial arts, but only about strength and physique, are generally at the three-star level - pure strength and physique are not much worse than Shaolin sweeping monks with internal force bonuses!

According to the rules of summoning, if such a high-quality sacrifice is sacrificed, where is the quality of the summoned people?

The army of grassland reincarnators, not to mention all three-star people, is at least generally two-star, mixed with a large number of three-star and even four-star generals.

If you come to attack Ouyang Jing's territory, it will be an army of 100,000 members who are all above the second star......

It was really even more terrifying than the demon army that I encountered in the abyss!

Although the demon army in the abyss is endless, more than eighty percent of its legion members are cowardly demons, like weeds, and they are everywhere in the abyss.

The cowardly demon is short, slow, and weighs less than 30 kilograms, which is a standard war scumbag, and the war depends on the tactics of the crowd. If you go it alone, an ordinary human farmer, as long as he is brave and strong, carrying a hoe and a pitchfork, can easily hang a few little cowards.

When Ouyang Jing was in the abyss war, the demon army of tens of thousands, tens of thousands, and hundreds of thousands of people they faced was mainly composed of this kind of little cowardly demon who didn't care how much they died.

That's why they can withstand wave after wave of attacks until they finally turn the tide of battle.

But if it is an elite army with a number of 100,000 and more than two-star staff, a large number of three-star and four-star generals, and a five-star or above reincarnation in command, all of them equipped with iron armor, steel knives, strong bows, and crossbows......

The members of the boss team can come and go freely, but Ouyang Jing's territory and altar are probably going to be destroyed in one fell swoop.

And if the territory and altar are lost, then even if the personnel are not damaged, this battle for the plane will be almost lost.

"We have to find a way!"

Ouyang Jing groaned, his eyes swept over the more than three hundred minotaurs below, and his heart moved, and he had an idea.

He stared at the praying Gesar Gale with a worried look on his face, and said slowly: "My territory is undergoing large-scale production and construction. There are 1.5 million acres of fertile land waiting to be cultivated by my people. However, although we do not lack tools, we are very short of oxen ......"

"What?" Gesar Gale shook his body, "You want to take us as slaves? ”

As soon as these words came out, the more than 300 minotaurs behind him suddenly became agitated.

The only twenty-two warriors left, carrying huge totem poles like beams, strode behind Gesar, and glared at Ouyang Jing in the city with unkind eyes. The rest of the old and weak women and children also grabbed their weapons—totem poles, large stones, mace-like crutches, and even broken iron pots.

"No, no, no, you're mistaken."

Ouyang Jing smiled and said, "I am a benevolent person, and there is no discrimination against all intelligent beings who are not in the evil camp. So rest assured, I don't want to take you as slaves, but I want to invite you to join my realm and become my people.

"I provide you with protection, and you cultivate for me. In this way, you can now settle down, the wounded can recuperate, and the children, the elderly, and the women can eat well and sleep peacefully. You don't have to keep running south and struggling to find a place to stay, do you? ”

Gesar said: "But we are minotaurs, not ploughing cattle!" ”

"Ah, don't worry about that, it's just a slip of the tongue."

Ouyang Jing waved his hand and smiled kindly, "In short, if you join me and become my people, I will not only provide you with protection, but also give you the same equal treatment as my human people."

"You don't have to worry about being shackled like a slave and forced to work under the whip, I will give you land, tools, seeds, and even weapons, all you need is to provide me with loyalty, and a little tax......

"All in all, I will treat you like real people, and my people will certainly give you the same warmth as your family......"

The Chinese people in the era of farming really regarded the cattle as their family. Ouyang Jing believed that the Huaxu tribesmen under his command would definitely like these excellent ploughing cattle...... Oh no, Minotaur.

His words touched the hearts of these minotaur refugees.

They were tragically wiped out, leaving only a group of old and weak women and children to flee here, running and fleeing for more than ten consecutive days, and encountered all kinds of fierce beasts and monsters along the way, and they were already tired and sick, scarred. There is not much food left, and it seems that it will not last long.

Now there is a benevolent human lord who is willing to take them in, and promises to treat them equally, even giving them land, tools, seeds, weapons......

Although I don't know whether his promise is true or not, these minotaurs, who are almost at the end of their rope, are really moved, and now they set their eyes on Gesar Gale and wait for the old chief to make a decision.

Gesar Gale hesitated.

As a shaman, he has mastered the power of the wind and the earth, and can even communicate with the wind and the earth.

There is no evil in this land, and in the breeze that lingers on it.

From this, Gesar could barely be sure that this human lord was not a brutal and bloodthirsty evildoer.

But even so, humans and minotaurs are not the same race after all. The human lord may be merciful to his people, but can he really treat the minotaurs equally?

Does he really not take the Minotaur as a slave?

Just as he was hesitating, he suddenly heard Ouyang Jing say leisurely: "Chief Gesar, to be honest, I am willing to communicate with you, and it is already a mercy to give you room to choose." If I really try to take you as slaves, you ...... There is no power to resist. ”

As he spoke, a half-human-tall yellow gourd appeared in the air in his hand, and yellow sand erupted from the mouth of the mang, turning into a huge and hideous yellow sand beast claw.

The beast's claws roared out, hanging far above the minotaurs, casting a great shadow in the sunlight above the canyon, covering all the minotaurs.

Feeling the powerful aura emanating from the giant claws of the yellow sand that was enough to easily crush him, Gesar's face changed drastically. The minotaurs behind him were even more shocked and panicked. Many children were already crying in fright.

"You see, if I want to deal with you, I won't have to do anything at all."

Ouyang Jing smiled and said, "Now...... How do you choose? ”

Gesar carefully sensed the aura of the huge beast's claws above, making sure that it was not an illusion, but a real existence. Then look at the only twenty-two young soldiers left behind him, look at the wounded, tired, and panicked tribesmen, listen to the panicked cries of the children, and a helpless wry smile appeared on the cow's face.

"Kind and Powerful Lord......"

He leaned on crutches, knelt down on one knee, and lowered his head: "Gesar Gale Wind, I am willing to take the last of my people to join your territory and become your people." From then on, the Gale Department ......"

Speaking of this, a teardrop the size of a bean fell from the corner of his eye: "Gale Ministry...... There is no ...... anymore"

Ouyang Jing restrained his smile and said solemnly: "Although after joining my territory and becoming my people, you can no longer exist as an independent clan, I allow you to keep the surname Gale Wind."

"But according to the rules of our family, the surname comes first, and the first name comes last. From now on, put the name of Gale before the name. Gesar, after you, will be called Lie-style Saar. ”

Allowing them to keep their surnames, just putting them in front of their names, was already very merciful to Gesar - according to the rules of the steppe, it was impossible for the annexed tribes to retain their original surnames.

So he didn't resist, and even accepted Ouyang Jing's rules with some gratitude, knelt on his knees, and bowed to the ground: "Thank you, merciful and powerful lord." Spirited Saar, hats off to you. ”

Behind him, more than 300 minotaurs bowed down in unison: "O merciful and powerful lord, your people, salute you......"

【Asking for a commuter pass~】