Training 500,000 werewolves is not as simple as handing out some armor.

Thousand Nights demanded that all werewolves be mixed with the new Terran army, and the battle was also a mixed force. The complexity of such training has increased exponentially, and higher standards have been put forward for the selection of werewolf warriors.

Those who are physically strong, but have a strong primitive animal nature, and do not obey orders, cannot be selected. In the past, they were an integral part of the werewolf army. As soon as they arrive on the battlefield, they will charge regardless of life and death, and it is the best card in the hand of the werewolf commander.

But Chiya seemed to be dismissive of such warriors, leaving no place for them in the mixed army. In this way, if you want to prepare 500,000 soldiers, you need to mobilize almost every big tribe, which is an astronomical amount of work.

Faced with this situation, Eska didn't say anything, but she didn't know what to say in her heart. It's naturally a good thing that Qianye didn't use werewolves as cannon fodder, but?!

The training of the new army of the Terran race originally had a set of established methods, but now all of them have been overthrown by Qianye, and the accelerated training method created by Song Zining in the Dark Fire Mercenaries has been followed. So Xu Jingxuan's workload is not small.

By this point, all four of them were exhausted, each holding a thick stack of to-do items in their hands. Song Hui said unintentionally: "With such a large army, I don't know who to fight." ”

One sentence wakes everyone up, basic mobilization is just like that, but the opponent is different, the details of the preparations to be made will still be different, and the more detailed the consideration in advance in this aspect, the greater the chance of winning and the smaller the loss will be.

Song Lun looked at Xu Jingxuan and said, "You are from Yonglu, come and talk about it." ”

Xu Jingxuan looked at Eska, "I'm still separated by the Great Corridor and the Emerald Sea, even two months ago, I was thinking about how to resist the werewolf attack, how could I care about things so far away?"

Eskar smiled wryly, "Don't forget, even I'm separated by the Emerald Sea. Our tribe's ancestral map doesn't even have the edge of the Emerald Sea on it, and if you ask me what there is over there, how do I know?"

"Why don't you call a few tribal chiefs from the Emerald Sea to ask?" Song Hui proposed.

"That's exactly how it should be. ”

A moment later, the werewolf chief with a brightly colored feather on his head walked into the conference room, and his first words were, "You know that I am the smartest chief of the Emerald Sea!

The turkey chief in front of him was born with a fat head and big ears, and his body was two full laps larger than that of ordinary werewolves. His past reputation was also more reckless and less intelligent, but it was only with special luck that the tribe would continue to grow and develop.

Among the first tribes to surrender, his tribe was the largest, and the territory was also western, so Eskar was the first to find him. The size of the werewolf tribe also affects the amount of information obtained, and many news will not be transmitted to the small tribe at all.

Several people looked at each other, and finally Eskar said, "Hawke, how much do you know about the forces on the other side of the Emerald Sea?"

Hawke said with a big grin: "There is nothing I don't know! To the west of the Emerald Sea, there are some werewolves and Terrans, and to the south there are some werewolves and Terrans. Oh, and maybe a little bit of other races, it doesn't matter anyway. ”

If you say this, you don't say it.

Song Lun looked at Eskar and said, "Can you find a tribe that is really on the western border to ask?"

Eskar shook her head, "It's too far away, and those tribes haven't been submitted yet." ”

Xu Jingxuan's eyes lit up, "Isn't there a goal, let's beat those tribes down first!"

While everyone was discussing hotly, in the command room, Qianye was thinking about the next action step in front of the map of the entire Yonglu.

This map, which clearly marks the distribution of forces in various parts of the land, as well as mineral resources, etc., belongs to the top secret information of the empire, and Qianye has always kept it by itself, and only when it is needed, will it take out and copy a part of it, so as to make a plan.

After taking the Emerald Sea, Qianye's original plan was to recuperate for a while, and first sort out the internal affairs of the territory. But he didn't expect that most of the werewolves would turn to his command. In order not to leave tens of millions of werewolves idle, the pace of expansion must be further accelerated.

A few days later, the battlefield was finally cleared, and the mixed army of Qianye took hundreds of thousands of prisoners and set out again, heading to the royal capital of the Emerald Sea, the city of blue waves.

With a huge team, the road of hundreds of kilometers was walked for several days. As soon as you enter the center of the Emerald Sea, a vast amount of water appears in front of Qianye. Even if you stand on the deck of the battle patrol, a hundred meters above the ground, you can't see the end of this big water.

The turquoise tide gently laps against the rocky shore, and the sound of the waves is soft and long. The shore is covered with blue or turquoise rocks, making the otherwise crystal clear water look like a huge emerald in view.

This water is actually an inland lake, but it is extraordinarily large, stretching for hundreds of kilometers, hence the name of the Emerald Sea, from which the entire area is named.

After walking along the Emerald Coast for another half day, a majestic city appeared in front of the army.

The city is located on a peninsula jutting out of the lake, and its walls are 30 meters high, making it an impressive sight to look at from afar. The tallest main building in the city is 100 meters high, and the huge terrace at the top overlooks the entire emerald sea. The walls were built so thick that there were protruding bastions at intervals, making them impregnable from a defensive point of view.

The castle itself is already huge, and outside the castle is a larger living area that stretches beyond the peninsula. It's just that most of the buildings outside the city are short and dilapidated, and they are slums by imperial standards.

When the army arrived, the panic inside and outside the castle could be seen, but it quickly subsided.

The news of the fall of the Duke of Bones and the annihilation of the Emerald Sea Tribe Alliance had already reached the Blue Wave City, and Eskar had also sent an envoy to stabilize the situation. The world of werewolves is the law of the jungle, and the strong are kings. The Duke of Bones is dead, Thousand Nights is seen as the new king, and these werewolves in the lower ranks are just a new object of worship, and life is no different for them.

The vanguard legion spread out outside the blue wave city, lined up in a military formation, and then the battle patrol of the thousand nights slowly landed. When Qianye walked out of the battleship, there were already hundreds of werewolves lined up on both sides of the road, waiting respectfully.

These werewolves are all knightly powerhouses, and although most of them are Jazz Barons, they are already a force to be reckoned with. They were all richly dressed, their weapons and armor were carved and ornamented, and they were either rich or noble, either chieftains or powerful people of the great clans in the city.

Seeing Qianye, these werewolves were confused on their faces, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know what to do. Judging from the image and momentum, Qianye should be the person they are waiting for here.

But Qianye is too young, it is by no means a well-maintained appearance, but a real youth. In addition, they didn't feel the slightest Force breath from Qianye's body, it looked like an ordinary person, but the sense of oppression brought to them was suffocating.

Eskar followed behind Qianye, and when she saw this, she hurriedly lowered her voice and said, "My lord, breath!"

After a thousand nights of enlightenment, he released a wisp of dark gold blood. In an instant, the abyssal aura from the eternal river of blood reached the depths of each werewolf's blood, making them shudder uncontrollably. Hearing a plop, one of the werewolf chiefs closest to Thousand Nights fell to the ground on both knees. Immediately after, the werewolves fell to their knees one by one, prostrate to the ground, extremely respectful.

Carol's expression moved, and her gaze became deep as she looked at Qianye.

At this moment, Qianye gave her a different feeling, more ethereal, more elusive. The feeling of deep obscurity is like facing a bottomless sinkhole. After the battle with the Duke of White Bone, Qianye seemed to be improving every moment, and every other day, his aura would be different, but I really didn't know how strong he was now.

Looking at the werewolf who was kneeling on the ground, Qianye reined in his blood and turned into an ordinary person again, and said, "Get up, let's go into the city to have a look." ”

The werewolves still knelt still, waiting for a thousand nights to pass before they dared to get up and follow behind. Between the dark races, the suppression of the power from the bloodline is particularly obvious, and the too large difference in rank also smooths out the antagonism between the races. For these werewolf powerhouses, all they experienced was the terrifying coercion of a thousand nights, and that little bit of natural resistance to blood and qi had long since fled to where they had fled.

A priest with a white beard walked up, followed Qianye, and said, "When the duke was here, I was the great priest of the city, and it has been more than three hundred years now. Every change in the city is etched in my soul. So I'll be the narrator of the adults, so if you have any questions, you can ask me. ”

Qianye nodded.

From the outside of the city to the castle gate, there is a thoroughfare tens of meters wide, paved with gravel, which looks extraordinary. However, both sides of the avenue are full of low-rise shantytowns, and when you look at it from a distance, you don't feel like it, but when you look closely, you will find that each room is made of wooden posts and straw mats, so simple that even the doors and windows are missing, and it is basically a shed that can barely keep out the rain.

The furniture in the shanty is also extremely rudimentary, most of them have no beds, only hay is spread on the floor, cabinets are not available in every house, most of the tables and chairs that can be seen are broken, and the lack of roots and legs is the norm, and they are hastily tied with branches instead.

The shantytown is stinking and disgusting. The werewolves in their primitive tribal form didn't feel anything, and they had long been accustomed to this taste. But not with the Terrans.

Qianye remained silent, and quietly the Force enveloped his body, isolating all smells. But those mercenary generals don't have this ability, they all have bitter faces, and they have expressions that want to cry. Song Hui's face was even more pale, and she looked like she would spit it out at any time.

Seeing her in the night, she can only go back to the battle patrol to rest first. And the mercenary generals, including Xu Jingxuan, didn't have such good luck, and they could only follow Qianye into the city one by one.

This road into the city seems to have no end. In the shantytowns on both sides, more and more werewolves appeared, standing on both sides of the road, silently watching the group entering the city. Most of them are numb in their eyes and dirty on their bodies, without the ferocious bloodlust that is common to werewolves, and some are just thin and decadent.

"I really didn't expect that there would be such a werewolf. A mercenary general muttered quietly.

Eska's ears were sensitive, and when she heard it, she just said, "There are poor people everywhere, and werewolves are no exception." ”

"Why don't they go to the Great Cloister?"

"When I went to the Great Corridor, it was better to live than to die, and it was better to stay here. At least every other year, there will be a chance to climb to the sky. ”

The mercenary general inquired carefully, and learned that the Duke of White Bone would select a group of young werewolves every year, nominally as disciples, but in fact, most of them were just servants and slaves in the palace, and it was thankful that they could be guards.

However, even though he is only a subordinate, even if the Duke of the White Bone rarely appears in the Duke's Mansion in the city once a year, this is still an opportunity for the low-level werewolves to ascend to the sky. So many werewolves live outside the city, just for the slim chance of being there once every two years.

In normal times, the chiefs and priests in the city will also need manpower, and these destitute werewolves outside the city are coolies and even cannon fodder. Relying on a little food crumb that fell from the fingers of the big man, hundreds of thousands of werewolves survived like this.

What Qianye saw was different from the others. He noticed that among the onlookers, there were almost no older ones, more than half of them were obviously young werewolves, and the rest were mostly young people.