In a weedy field in the canyon, a dense mass of adult men trampled and crushed the tenacious weeds, leaving countless footprints and flattening the soft soil mixed with the fallen weeds.

More than 30,000 adult men with no disease and normal physique were all conscripted into the army by Xia Keduo's hand, for example, some thin and weak ones were also shoehorned in, and some of them were not selected, and there will always be some people who operate the order.

But what does it matter? Shaktor registered overnight, divided the area, divided the dense crowd into more than 300 groups of 100 people, and found his own position in the midst of a majestic shout, and no one even refuted or argued.

So many people gathered, in the era of the big explosion of ideas, abuse, pushing, trampling, I don't know how many times it happened, but there is no here, the strict social hierarchy makes the conscripted civilians cautiously obey the arrangement, like docile sheep.

Despite this, by the time the queue was reorganized, the sun had risen to the middle, and with such a large population, Shaktor had already used his full potential, but so many people obeyed his orders, which also made him feel great satisfaction in his heart, and he became more and more determined to realize that it was extremely correct for him to hold on to the big tree of Thunder, and the prestige of the thousand-year-old nobles made it easier for Thunder to do anything.

Lei Ming may think that many nobles are so cooperative with him because of the current strength of the territory, but in fact, it is not, and there is also the prestige accumulated by the Bourbon family, a thousand-year-old nobleman, for a long time.

Lei Ming originally planned to train these newly recruited recruits first, but the nobles said that it was not necessary.

Because most of these adult men have undergone several months of militia training, although the training effect is very poor, but the foundation is still there, at least the ability to stand in the queue has been verified.

"If you want to improve the combat ability of these militias, you should send them to fight with real guns, and only when they see blood will they work harder. ”

"How can there be immortals in military training? Anyway, if you die, a stubble will emerge again. ”

"As long as they are strictly restrained, these people will not run away on the battlefield, because they don't dare!"

"Aren't there quite a few gnolls? ”

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The aristocrats' arguments are very irresponsible, anyway, they don't go to the battlefield in person, and it doesn't matter to them that they die more and less people.

Lei Ming rolled his eyes in his heart, and then invited the nobles to watch the battle with the army.

These nobles are naturally full of promises, anyway, there are so many people, Lei Ming will also bring the army with him, there is no problem with safety, and watching those timid militiamen go to fight the jackals is also a kind of relaxation and entertainment for them, just like watching a colosseum duel.

For this reason, Lei Ming issued a ban that can be said to be very cruel and cold-blooded: those who do not obey the command and act without authorization on the battlefield will be punished by the three tribes, those who cowardly flee will be punished by the nine tribes, and those who will defend in place without orders.

This kind of prohibition is simply inhumane, but the nobles are accustomed to it, and it is such prohibitions that maintain their rule, for example, the killing of nobles, the punishment is about between the nine and ten tribes.

And the soldiers have no objections, but they are nervous in their hearts, they have long developed the habit of obeying orders since childhood, and the thundering ban has been made very clear, as long as they listen to the order and do not run away, it will be good if they do not stand still without the order, they are afraid that they will run away in a panic, and many people have secretly made up their minds that they would rather die than run away.

After lunch, before they could figure out the situation, more than 37,000 militiamen were ordered to leave the canyon with a thunderous roar, and they only had enough dry food to eat two meals, and a water bottle that needed to be shared by several people, and they were equipped with some tattered pieces that had been saved in the past, but the weapons were still passable, most of them were armed with a thin bone knife, and the thick keel was tough and sharp enough after polishing.

In this case, there are people around anyway, just follow along, there are weapons in your hands, and there is some leather armor on your body to protect you, think about how many gnolls there are, there will be no more than them, it is really a lot of courage.

Thunder was expressionless and walked with the nobles surrounded by bear goblins, crushing the army by the way.

The main character of this operation is Shaktor, who walks in front on the giant devil Hay, who is flanked by a flag with three small crossed swords.

Those militiamen didn't walk very neatly, let alone walk neatly, it would be good to be able to line up in a crooked line side by side, Lei Ming didn't say a word, and he didn't feel dissatisfied, now he can only do this, so many people, he followed the back of the queue, he couldn't see Xia Keduo's figure, the distance was too far, and he could see two shaking flags when he passed through the open area from time to time.

The nobles who accompanied him also arranged the number of good hands around them, and a few of them were already at the level of intermediate knights, their expressions were relaxed, and they each looked at the dense army and pointed and whispered something.

Now only Chilin and them are left in the territory, they are taking care of those dragons, and then half of the dwarves' tin cans have not gone to mine in the territory, and the goblin merchant Tutura has not left yet, these many people are enough to deal with all kinds of situations, and Thunder is not worried, anyway, they will only take a turn in the forest within the range from Bourbon Canyon to the jungle corridor.

He had been gone for so long, everything was normal, the beasts had avoided from afar, and the poisonous snakes in the forest had moved slowly, most of them had crawled to the warm rocky terrain waiting to hibernate, but they didn't know where the basin-sized spider had gone, and Thunder hadn't seen the big spider in the forest for a long time.

Ahead, Shaktor rode Hay to push down the trees in front of him to the ground, and the queues were all moving slowly except for the constantly running heralds, and Shaktor didn't dare to let them move quickly, once it caused trampling in the forest, it was easy to cause huge casualties, commanding so many people made him excited and nervous, especially when he knew that Thunder was following behind to see his performance, which made him even more stressed.

After all, there was a short-eyed gnolls bumped into him, Shaktor trembled forward for half an hour, and finally saw three embarrassed gnolls recklessly stumbling out of the bushes, Shaktor waved his hand with a serious expression, and a group of 100 people who followed him came out of the crowd and trotted in pursuit.

The others continued to keep moving, a hundred people chased three, not to mention the people who pursued, and the militia who couldn't take their turn to do it behind were also full of confidence, and they also knew that it was now a direct combat drill, and they were originally very nervous, and they had relaxed a lot after walking slowly for half an hour, and some wild wolves ran away when they smelled their breath from afar, and the crowd was probably like this.

The hundred-man regiment designated by Shaktor also lived up to expectations, and after a period of pursuit, it took less than two minutes to cut down the three reckless gnolls to the ground, these three gnolls were indeed too stupid, and these militiamen moved a lot when they were marching, and it was easy to notice if they listened carefully.

One after another, the gnolls kept running out as if they were sent to death, and the teams behind only knew how to advance, and they didn't even know how many battles had taken place in front.

Shakdob moved the position of the queue steadily, the nobles were a little bored because they didn't see the fierce battle, but Shakdoba had to encounter a battle, who could guarantee that the group of stragglers who were now watching the march would not suddenly rout?

"Surround, surround, spearmen advance, don't move anyone with a knife!"

Good luck always comes to an end, Shaktor encountered the first gnoll tribe, the tribe is not large, the size of a village of only a thousand people, but after all, it is a large number of gnolls, and he gives a serious order.

A large number of soldiers obeyed Shaktor's orders, separated from the sides, and surrounded the gnoll tribe, this gnoll tribe had heard the movement a long time ago, but they did not flee, and the countless militia surrounded the tribe, and they had nowhere to flee if they wanted to, standing behind a low fence made of simple wooden branches, facing the militia and screaming ferociously.

"Sir Bourbon, can we come up and watch the fight?"

In the midst of the boring march, the first battle that could be called a small siege and annihilation battle took place in front of them, and one by one they were in high spirits and asked Lei Ming for instructions, but this slow march was very different from the wide open and closed sweep they had imagined before, so that they could not wait now.

Lei Ming nodded in agreement, there is a herald who has been reporting to him about the military situation ahead, for this kind of small-scale encirclement and annihilation battle, Lei Ming has a lot of experience, as long as those militia can hold their weapons and stand in place, they have already won, the irascible jackals can't break through the human wall, the only thing to worry about is that the militia can't withstand the pressure and cause chaos.

Before the nobles could move forward, the spearmen had already pressed to tear down the gnolls' tribe step by step, and the nobles only saw the blood-spattered final battle, but this kind of scene made them quite happy in their hearts, and those of them who fled to the Bourbon Canyon did not grit their teeth at the gnolls, and it was already a great pleasure to see the gnolls' death.

Successively exterminated several small tribes of jackals, Shak's face sank like water, there are still fools who are so scared that they lose their minds, because he can't bear to let these people be punished by the three tribes or even the nine tribes, in the battle, he let people kill them, he thinks that under the command of the right, the casualties are still not small, and the militia who died in several absolutely superior extermination battles has exceeded two hundred, which are all bloody lives.

With the nobles running to the forefront of the thunder is not as disappointed as Xia Keduo, he has long known that this will be the result, a few games in a row without a big mess has made him very satisfied, in the face of the death of these militiamen, he is very indifferent, life is given by himself, whether he lives or dies depends on himself.

He was okay, and the nobles not only did not feel sad, but behaved quite enjoyably, and this bloody battle scene feasted their eyes.

Ahead, the loud noise and the movement caused by the spell caught the attention of Thunder, and he drove his horse forward, walking on the side of the army, knowing that there was a battle ahead, but there was nothing to fear about so many of them.

It was another open space, and the rows of low houses were exactly like the tribes he had encountered before, but Lei Ming still saw the difference, this was a tribe of pigs, they were not as bloodthirsty and greedy as jackals, pigs were very lazy, and that time they pursued Mrs. Bauhinia because the leader of the pigs was attracted by the blood on Mrs. Bauhinia's body, otherwise they were lazy to hunt.

This pig-body tribe Lei Ming didn't care, what he cared about was the group of night elves he saw, their dark purple and dark skin could be seen clearly in the daytime, and their bewitching bodies were full of vitality, it was they who were fighting with the pig-body, and this two-hundred-person elf slave hunting group still had the upper hand in the face of more than five hundred pig-body, and the elven mages in the team continued to cast spells to summon vines to entangle the pig-body people in place and could not move, and behind them, there were many mentally depressed pig-body people with rattan.