"Zhang Wenhe, you temporarily serve as the Taishou of Shacheng, immediately issue a notice to the people, set up a recruiting point, and then there will be a fierce battle, the more soldiers, the better!"

After entering the city, looking at the chaotic city and the frightened people, Li Wenhao gave the order again.

"The last general will obey the order!" Zhang Wenhe accepted it calmly, and he had already prepared for serving as the Taishou of a city.

At this time, he was already a quasi-fourth-order, and he was a warlock, and he was very suitable to serve as the Taishou of a city.

In fact, not only him, but also the Bad Tiger was also promoted to the Quasi-Fourth Order, as well as the earliest batch of generals of the Fire Raven Army, all of whom had greatly improved, almost all of them were around the Third Order.

These people can become martial artists when they lack pills, and their qualifications will not be bad, and now that there is a sufficient supply of pills, it is not surprising that there is a period of rapid growth.

Sometimes when they chat, they are still talking about how the people who followed Zhang Fugui at the beginning are doing now, and whether they will regret it.

They felt that they must regret it, and from that day on, they were not really people of the same world.

One is an official or a general, and the other is at the bottom, and the gap will get bigger and bigger.

While rejoicing in my heart, I am even more loyal to Li Wenhao.

"There are people who want to leave, send troops to escort them to Heigu City!" Li Wenhao found that on the street, some people packed their luggage and looked like they wanted their families to relocate, and he gave another advice.

"The last general will arrange it!" Zhang Wenhe put away his messy thoughts, took a hundred personal soldiers, and left in a hurry.

"The speed of my personal soldier replacement is the first in the whole army!" Li Wenhao glanced back at the remaining personal soldiers, and shook his head a little speechlessly.

The eight hundred people at the time of departure, Hu Weiyong of Heigu City, Hu Lu and his son were one hundred, Jebe took two hundred, and now Zhang Wenhe took another hundred, leaving only a pitiful three hundred, not even half.

Among them, one hundred gold-armored wrestlers and the wind wolf rider cannot move, which means that there are only one hundred personal soldiers left.

"Now there is no intelligence from Mocheng, and it is useless to be anxious, it is better to go to the death camp to replenish the pro-soldiers first. ”

Li Wenhao rode a scaly horse to the gate of the City Lord's Mansion, thought about it, and turned around and went to the death camp.

The death battalion has many combat missions, the mortality rate is also high, and the same combat exploits are also high, as long as they fight bravely to kill the enemy, the proportion of cultivators is very high, and it has become the first choice for selecting pro-soldiers.

"I've seen Master Hou!" Qiao Wolf saluted with a few generals, and had just entered the city, and the barracks were busy.

"I'll pick some pro-soldiers, you are busy with yours, you don't have to follow me!" Li Wenhao made a straight face and strode in, ignoring Qiao Wolf and the others at all, with an expression of a dead father.

The death camp is the cannon fodder camp, it is the place he uses to sweep the sand and select talents, and if he finds a good seedling, he will take it away, otherwise it would be a pity to die as cannon fodder.

"Quick, all the martial artists who have reached the first order have gone to the playground to gather, and the Hou Ye has come to pick up his own soldiers. ”

"Here you go again, hurry up, be a personal soldier for Master Hou, and be promoted the fastest. ”

"Assembled. ”

There was propaganda from his own soldiers, and soon, the young warriors who had just been promoted all rushed to the playground to line up and assemble.

"Master Hou, didn't you only pick five hundred when you were in Wangcheng?" Qiao Wolf followed behind, speaking with a bitter face.

As the commander of the death battalion, he can't do it if he doesn't speak.

Finally, some young people with good qualifications appeared, but they were all picked away, what should he do with his death camp?

As a general, everyone wants to bring elite soldiers, and no one wants to bring scum.

"I chose my own soldiers in the death camp to prove that your soldiers are good, which is the greatest affirmation of you!"

Li Wenhao was a serious fool, pointing to the soldiers on the playground with one hand, holding his head high and waiting for the selection: "Look at these soldiers, your consciousness is not as good as theirs." ”

Qiao Wolf and the others' faces were even darker, of course the soldiers were willing to go to Hou Ye as personal soldiers, but they were unwilling to be generals.

"Okay, be less picky this time, don't show me with a black face!" Li Wenhao comforted loudly, looking at the soldiers on the playground, depressed.

Maybe he picked too hard, there are only five hundred new martial artists with the legion logo, and he definitely can't pick them all, at most two hundred, and make up a whole number of five hundred.

You can't brush the wool too hard, don't be bald, you won't have to do it in the future.

"Thank you, Master Hou!" Qiao Wolf and a group of people saluted weakly, not sincere at all.

"Are you a Sand Clan?"

Li Wenhao was on the playground, selecting his own soldiers in rows, and suddenly waved his hand and took down the helmet of a soldier, revealing a head of dry white hair and a very pale and frightened face.

"Hou Ye spares my life, although I am a member of the Sand Clan, I sincerely take refuge in Hou Ye. Qiandao Mu puffed, knelt on the ground, kowtowed vigorously, and donated blood to stain the ground red.

"Get up and speak, if you hadn't really taken refuge, you would already be a corpse!" Li Wenhao's face was solemn, a sand tribesman actually joined the Fire Raven Army, and he also had the legion logo.

I can't help but say that it was completely unexpected by him.

"Thank you, Master Hou!" Qiandao Mu Cheng climbed up in fear, as if he was very worried about the eyes of the people around him, and put the helmet on his head again, covering the white hair on his head.

"Master Hou, these soldiers rebelled on the battlefield, and they also saved one of our generals, and their subordinates saw that they were sincerely taking refuge, so they accepted it privately, I don't know what the problem is?"

Qiao Wolf followed behind, he was startled when he saw this, and hurriedly spoke in the back, he was not Li Wenhao's cronies, and his confidentiality authority was not high, and he didn't know anything about the Sand Clan.

"You mean, there is more than one like him?" Li Wenhao raised his eyebrows, he was already very surprised when he came out with such a one, but he didn't expect there to be more.

"There are thirteen people in total, and he is the only one who is a cultivator!" Qiao Wolf said.

"Bring all thirteen out, I'll take them all!"

Li Wenhao thought for a while and decided to take all the Sha people away, and after a while, twelve more Sha people came to the playground, a total of thirteen stood in a row.

They all looked a little frightened, and they all lowered their heads and didn't dare to look up.

The age is generally not very old, and they are all very thin, they should have taken the Qi and Blood Pill, their faces are a little ruddy, and although their hair and skin are still pale, they don't seem to be so dry.

Thirteen men, six of whom had legion insignia on their heads, were much higher than slave recruits.

"You haven't taken the Qi and Blood Pill before?" Li Wenhao asked.

"Master Hou, our Sand Clan is divided into superior and inferior people, and only superior people can cultivate. Qiandaomu was clearly the head of these people, stammering back.

"In my Fire Raven Army, there is no distinction between high and low soldiers, as long as you are loyal, everyone has the opportunity to cultivate. Li Wenhao nodded, and continued: "I have a task for you now, as long as you complete it well, there will be a large number of Qi and Blood Pills rewarded to you, but it is a little dangerous." ”

"Master Hou, we are not afraid of danger and promise to complete the task!"

"The Qi and Blood Pill is precious to us, even the best people can rarely eat it, and it is worth it to fight hard. ”

"yes, I'm still like a dream. ”

With the Qi and Blood Pill reward, these dozen or so Sand Clansmen became excited, including a few who did not have the legion logo on their heads, and they all opened their mouths one after another, indicating that they accepted the task.

"Very good, the mission does not need so many people, some of you will complete the task, and the rest will be responsible for teaching the language, teaching the language of your Sand tribe to other soldiers. Li Wenhao nodded with satisfaction.