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At the moment, many things are correspondingly busy, first of all, we must set up twenty operating rooms, and we must equip all the Iron Wing troops with Iron Wing.

The second is the management of the city, which needs a little time to arrange, after all, there are not enough people and the preparation is not enough.

Thunder City.

This is the eleventh city to be captured, and it can be said to be the largest city in the region.

The Three-Eyed Clan has 300,000 troops, 30,000 troops, and 50,000 servant troops, which is simply a small country.

However, the three-eyed clan system is related, once someone establishes a country and becomes the emperor, then the surrounding cities are bound to unite, and in the era of feudalism, the birth of a country will inevitably bring about a war of aggression.

Speaking of which, it's not that there are no clans that want to build a country, but in a general environment, they don't want a country to appear.

To put it simply, in the thinking of the Three-Eyed people, the concept of home is deep-rooted, and the concept of country is very vague.

In addition, the Flying Clan has established a country, but the destruction is in the hands of the Three-Eyed Clan, so they feel that the country is not necessary, and it is better to rule the clan to manage it.

Indeed, the clan rule method can ensure the stability of rights, but the experience in the management and operation of the state apparatus is too shallow, and the only Feitian clan in the growth and learning has been extinguished, and it is naturally difficult to reappear.

Arrange the troops to guard the exit of the city gate, and then two teams of people will patrol the whole process.

The two brothers and sisters of Galel gathered all the people of various races with certain status in Thunder City and prepared to announce one thing.

The location is in the square where the Thunder Clan used to announce important events, and there is a noose, which is sometimes used as an execution ground.

"From today onwards, Wild Thunder City will be included in the territory of the Iron Wing Kingdom, and now I want you to make a statement, whether you choose to surrender or not." Gallele said coldly, not at all discerning the meaning of the discussion.

The various races whispered to each other, there has never been a country, and now one has popped up, isn't it the enemy of the whole continent, the Three-Eyed Clan does not allow any country to be born, let alone the Flying Sky Clan.

But no one was willing to be the first to speak, sweeping away the Wild Thunder Army overnight, and the combat power was on the bright side, and if they dared to resist, they would definitely die.

"I am the Flying Heaven Clan, and I am willing to lead the clansmen to submission."

At this time, the Feitian clan living in Thunder City took the lead in expressing their position, they have no arrogance at all, in the past, living under the rule of the Three-Eyed Clan, they were just slightly higher slaves, if they can handle the relationship well, for the sake of the same clan, the status of the boat is rising, why not be a chance to turn over.

"You know each other." Gallele had never had a crush on them.

has been resisting the ancestors of the Zhongfei Heavenly Clan, and many of them have died in the hands of the rebellious clan, like a deep feud in the sea of blood, how can it be easily overturned.

"The two-faced man is willing to surrender!" Another two-faced old man spoke.

In the Kepler continent, the status of the two-faced people has never been high, and they mainly have no technical work, and they can only buy coolies.

"Very good, our clan will not treat the two-faced people badly." Gallele nodded, his attitude much better.

For a time, it was like the Tuxing clan, the Tingfeng clan, the Tiansi clan and other foreign clans expressed their submission, basically seeing the wind and making the rudder, and never had any choice of power.

There were several representatives of the surviving Three-Eyed Clan, who were at the scene together, and this scene all fell in their eyes, their expressions were very iron-blue, as if they had endless anger.

"Don't be complacent, the Kepler Continent is the world of the Three-Eyed Clan, and one day they will all be buried together." A three-eyed clan who couldn't contain his anger said.

"Hmph, we'll wait, but you won't see that day, send him to the gallows." Galele said coldly.

Galele ordered that no foreign clan in the audience dared to make a move, especially the Flying Clan deliberately took a few steps back, as if they didn't want to fight left and right, and were worried that the Three-Eyed Clan would attack them in the future and settle accounts with them.

"It seems that the words of surrender are to fool us casually, so they are all degraded into slaves." Gallele's eyes were cold, and he was embarrassed when he swept them on everyone's faces.

"My lord, the two-faced man is sincere."

The Two-Faced Old Man was the first to react, leading several clansmen to step forward to capture the Three-Eyed Clan.

"Presumptuous, lowly miner, try to touch me." The Three-Eyed Clan retorted.

From then on, the status of the two-faced people was too low, and killing one or two casually was a trivial matter, and there was no need to give an explanation, so they despised the clan in their hearts.

"Don't worry, if he dares to kill or injure one of you, he will let a hundred people of the Three-Eyed Clan resist their lives." Gallele spoke.

The Three-Eyed Clan didn't dare to say much, let alone help the one who spoke out of the Wild Words, and the other party obviously wanted to target the Three-Eyed Clan and show their intention to suppress.

"Let go of me!"

Despite the Three-Eyed Clan's roars, several Two-Faced men grabbed him and pressed him onto the gallows, putting the noose around his neck.

"The Three-Eyed Clan won't let you go, I'll always watch from hell." The Three-Eyed Clan said indignantly.

"Hang it up."

Calelle didn't bother to take a look, and waved his hand to signal the two-faced man to pull up.

As the noose was hoisted, the Three-Eyed Clan hung in the air, his hands clutching his neck and his legs kicking wildly.

The eyes of the various ethnic groups in the audience were very afraid.

"That's the role model, whoever wants to give it a try." Gallele said solemnly.

It was silent, and now no one dared to touch the moldy head, and even the Three-Eyed Clan lowered their heads and remained silent.

It didn't take long for the arrangement to be completed, the Three-Eyed Clan was all engaged in mining, the Flying Clan was transporting ore, and there were several foreign clans to take care of it, and if they couldn't hand in enough ore every day according to the regulations, they would only starve.

Many foreigners mobilized to plough the land, dig water conservancy, and prepare for planting.

Originally, it was necessary to arrange a little simple industry first, but Wild Thunder City is located in the middle of the city of the Three-Eyed Clan, and it is inevitable that if there is a problem, the site is located in the City of the Rising Sun, and when the time comes, it will officially control this area and can be arranged on a large scale.

In addition, the selection of servants is basically selected from several foreign tribes.

Those are all races with low status in the past, they are not qualified to participate in the military at all, they can only sell coolies to survive, and generally foreigners with higher status can participate in the servant army, and now the assigned jobs are all coolies, and the Iron Wing troops are supported by the Alchemy Republic, and they do not need backward technology.

The weapons equipped by the servants are all original designs from World War II, Mauser rifles, 38 big covers, etc., one shot, one chamber, so there is no need to worry about the danger of rebellion.

The equipment is several generations apart, and the combat effectiveness is not at the same level, and besides, the production requirements for such rifles are very low, so that they can be equipped on a large scale.

In fact, improving their status can gain a sense of trust, at least they have meat to eat, and follow the Three-Eyed Clan to mine and eat chaff, and idiots know how to choose.

The training was handed over to the Iron Wing troops, and the training program was slightly changed, but it was basically the same, and at that time, the operations were under the direct command of the individual armies.