After that battle, victory never slipped away from them. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

According to the battle plan arranged by Jin Ming, the warriors of all tribes were able to give full play to their advantages on the battlefield - the speed of the dwarves was like a galloping wind, the bows and arrows of the hunters pierced through the yangs in a hundred steps, and the strength of the giants was invincible. They worked together to defeat batch after batch of dark coalition forces. Whenever the battle is over, the battlefield is full of Demon Rock giants who have been hit by arrows in vital parts and then easily killed by giants and dwarves. Of course, there were many Qingyun City soldiers among them, but from the stiff expressions on their faces, you could feel their reluctance and fear. It's just that they don't know if they are afraid of the bravery of the tribesmen or the dark alliance that is with them.

As the flames of war gradually spread from the barbaric West Wilderness to the vicinity of the Beiyuan Road, they had already broken through more than a dozen cities, large and small: Iron Fort Fort, Gongqiao City, Dwarf Forest Fort, Weifang Capital, etc., some belonged to Qingyun City, and some once belonged to Muzhidu but were occupied by the Dark Alliance.

Whenever a tribal Terran liberates a city, the Dwarves and Hunters will scramble to plant their own flags on the walls. In Jin Ming's view, this is not like they are going to support, but more like encroachment. And their futile actions are nothing more than changing the ruined city wall with a flag of different colors and patterns. The city was full of wildfires, as if it had been ransacked, except for the emaciated old people who could not travel far and the children who were waiting to be fed, only beggars and disabled people who could run had already fled the place. The remnants of the people looked at the tribal warriors who broke through the city gate with dull eyes, as if they had long been numb to all this.

When they broke through a small town built on a hillside on the western side of the North Source Road, they finally made a capture - capturing three soldiers of Qingyun City wearing red armor. They were the first to be discovered by a few dwarven warriors, who had wanted to search the stables for hidden gold and silver jewelry. As a result, what he found was the soldiers of Qingyun City hiding in the stables, with the smell of horse manure mixed with his body. When the dwarves laughed at them out, it was clear that they had forgotten the pain of not finding the "treasure".

As the first captives of this support campaign, they were "honored" to be brought before the three chiefs for interrogation. And the person who interrogated them was Jin Ming, who was temporarily promoted to the commander of the three tribes. After a few days of frequent fighting, his originally fat cheeks have lost some weight, but they have become much more mature. He couldn't tell whether it was the scratches left by the war or the new stubble, but the black patch grew on his chin, which gave him a kind of fierce and wild personality of a tribal warrior. The fat aristocratic young master who was in Qingyun City had died on the battlefield, and now standing here was the Black Monarch, a real warrior, he thought when he saw himself like this.

The three men were forced to kneel in makeshift tents, with the three tribal leaders sitting upright. Jin Ming sat on one side with the small leaders, adjutants, and the white tiger Hangeba.

Two of the three soldiers were supposed to be young men in their early twenties, with large red armor draped over their thin bodies, like clowns playing buckets. Their green faces seemed to have not experienced the baptism of war, but appeared white and clean, and their eyes reflected the fear of the barbarians around them. It is no wonder that, in their only impression of the tribe, the tribal people are savages living in the wild. They eat raw meat and drink blood, even more terrible than robbers and whores.

The other of the three soldiers was much older, a middle-aged man. Judging by his attire, he should have been a soldier of a large rank—a brilliant red armor, a gold-rimmed belt, and a small cloak with feathers hanging from the corner of his shoulders. And there was no trace of fear in his eyes, but he swept around the many tribal leaders in front of him, and finally stopped his gaze on Jin Ming, who was asking.

He looked at Jin Ming, there was a slight twitch in the corners of his eyes, as if he had found something, but it returned to normal in an instant.

"Where are you from, and why are you here?" Jin Ming asked. He did not notice the change in the expression of the middle-aged soldier.

Although the clothes on their bodies had vaguely told Jin Ming the answer, he still hoped to hear a different result. For example, they were ordinary people who wore them to escape the war – perhaps to absolve them of their "sins". Although Jin Ming didn't know what their sins were, even if they were soldiers, they were just following orders. But war is war, there is no right or wrong.

A few people were only stunned for a moment, and they didn't answer, and they were served by the tribal warrior whip behind them, and the screams of the two young people replaced their answers, but the middle-aged man didn't say a word.

"Stop!" Jin Ming scolded sharply, "They are now under mine for interrogation, please watch your whip without my permission!" "These days, he has been hardening himself, because no one in the tribe will take your gentleness as a courtesy, but he will think you are weak.

Although the reprimanded tribal warrior was angry in his heart, he saw that none of the tribal leaders present had spoken, and he also knew in his heart that this urban human race had brought them victory after victory, and if he contradicted him, he would definitely be injured in the end. So he could only flick the leather whip in his hand viciously, and retreated to the side and said no more.

"You have one more chance. Jin Ming stared at them, thinking that if he didn't open his mouth, he would return them to the angry tribal warrior who could compensate for the small friction just now. But unexpectedly, the man in the middle answered his question with a pout.

"As you wish, we are soldiers of Qingyun City, you should know about this armor, right?" he paused, as if to bring himself out of his fear, and organized his words to answer the second question, "As for why we are here, I'm afraid it will have to ask why my commander in Qingyun City sent me here. This is Sunset City, the subordinate city of Qingyun City, and it is our duty to protect this place from being violated. ”

Sunset City?Jin Ming thought back in his vague memory, trying to find out information about it, but failed. He'd never heard of it, but it was normal, because in the old days he would only focus on towns with beautiful women or famous for their food, and who would remember this small town built on a hillside where birds don't?

"This is the subordinate city of Qingyun City?" Jin Ming asked rhetorically, "Didn't you take it from the Pastoral Capital?"

The middle-aged soldier shook his head and said, "Although I have only been here for a few months, and the war has only just begun, this Sunset City is indeed a subordinate city of Qingyun City, and no one has taken it away. Oh......" he seemed to remember something, "at least no one has taken it until you break down." ”

The seemingly casual correction made Jin Ming embarrassed for a while, as if he was asking him rhetorically: Who is the predator? If it weren't for the cheekiness he had cultivated in the past when he was "looking for fun", he would have been red-faced by now.

"Then since it is your duty to guard this, why do you hide in the stables like cowards when the enemy comes to attack?" Jin Ming put away the embarrassment in his heart and questioned the soldier's duty.

"Because we don't want to fight with those monsters!" the middle-aged soldier said directly, "We can shed our blood for Qingyun City, so that intruders can only enter if they step on our corpses." But, not for them - those demons, we are not willing to be their watchdogs. ”

"Okay, since it's a watchdog, let's talk about your master's battle plan, tell us about the current distribution of the main army in Qingyun City. The hunter leader asked directly. He was a little impatient with Jin Ming's questioning, not like interrogating the prisoners, but more like chatting and talking, if it was according to his previous methods, he would have let them fall in a pool of blood and tell stories.

"If the answer satisfies us, we may be able to spare your dog's life. He added.

"We don't know...... We only obey orders, and we obey whatever is commanded by the above. And ......," the middle-aged soldier's confidence weakened a little, "and hiding in the stable was entirely my own idea, and it was an insult to the soldier's duty - to hide in wartime, and to be punished accordingly for the same crime as the deserter." But please ...... The warrior let go of the two little brothers beside me. ”

The middle-aged soldier's expression was resolute, without the slightest hesitation. Jin Ming stared at him, but couldn't find what he wanted to say. It stands to reason that they did take refuge when the enemy came to attack, and according to the laws of Qingyun City, deserters had only one way to die. But at this time, the camp he was in was a tribe, a hostile enemy of Qingyun City, and this soldier personally admitted that they hid because they did not want to be with the Dark Alliance, and they were willing to bear some consequences for the sake of their two little brothers...... All of this made Jin Ming feel that this person should not be punished by the so-called, but he had no right to pardon him, because it was the three people sitting next to him who had the right to decide.

"Leaders......" Jin Ming turned to them and opened his mouth to say something.

"Needless to say, it's impossible to let them go!" Father Bear Hanterson seemed to know what he was going to say, and decisively interrupted the following words, "They have seen us, they know our strength, they know that we are short of food and grass, and they understand our battle plan...... Wouldn't it be a matter of letting the tiger go back to the mountain? Heijun, I admit that you have some combat minds, but don't do this too hastily!"

The reason of the hunter leader is almost far-fetched, these three soldiers have just been captured, how can they know so many secrets of their tribe? Jin Ming understood Father Xiong's character, and from the sly gaze that emanated from his narrow eyes, he knew that he would not let them go. He wanted the three soldiers to stay here, just like the Dark Alliance. The other two leaders did not speak, but Jin Ming knew that they were acquiescing to Father Xiong's decision.

"Then since you can't let us go, can you let us follow you?" The middle-aged soldier's words were a little low and vague, but they were enough for them to hear clearly.

His plea surprised all the tribal warriors at first, followed by mockery, disdain, and ridicule, which immediately spread throughout the small tent.

Jin Ming looked at the middle-aged soldier who was kneeling on the ground and still waiting for an answer, and his ears were surrounded by piercing laughter, perhaps because of a trace of pity in his heart, which made him feel sad for him. The tribesmen will not accept traitors, rebellion seems to them to be the work of cowards and weaklings, and if they rebel against the old lord and submit to themselves, they will rebel against themselves one day. In the tribes, if a tribe is caught rebelling, they are subject to brutal execution.

Although Jin Ming felt a little unbearable in his heart, his face was expressionless. I couldn't decide on it, he told himself, and then he covered up the slightest bit of patience in his heart. And the soldier in front of him did not give up, he stopped looking around, but turned his gaze towards Jin Ming, as if grasping the last straw.

"This warrior, if I'm not mistaken, you should be from Qingyun City......"

As soon as the words were spoken, the surrounding tribal leaders stopped the noise and began to wonder why he knew that the Black Monarch was from Qingyun City, they knew about it, but the three captives were only captured today, how could he know?

"How did you tell?" Jin Ming looked directly at him, and the latter also looked at himself without fear. In fact, there is still a trace of emotional fluctuations in my heart, and I am confused and a little angry. It wouldn't hurt if the soldier really knew that he was from Qingyun City through certain characteristics. The most fearful thing is that his purpose is to sow discord between himself and the tribe, if this is the case, he should have cut off his head in the first place, but if he does this now, the estrangement between himself and the tribe will not be eliminated. It's better to push the boat down the river and see what he has in mind......

"Warrior, I'm a native of Qingyun City, and I was only sent here a few months ago. So...... I'm all too familiar with the accent of my hometown, and I'm just guessing, but ...... It seems that I guessed correctly. The middle-aged soldier said to himself, not caring at all about the trouble that his words just now brought to Jin Ming.

"Even if you guessed correctly, what can you do?" Jin Ming asked in an unhappy tone. At this time, he temporarily lost the pity in his heart, and he even felt that the person in front of him did not look like a soldier. In his mind, a soldier is brave and good at fighting, and can fight bravely for the sake of his homeland, rather than trying to survive by all means, or willing to surrender.

"Let's follow you, since you can join the Horde Warriors, then we will join the Horde Warriors if we follow you. He said firmly, with longing in his eyes.

"We don't want traitors!"

I don't know who shouted, and then there were voices of contempt in the tent.

"Traitors are cowards!"

"Kill them!"

If the sound has spikes, then it will be enough to kill these three soldiers. Two of the young soldiers were already trembling with fear, while the middle-aged soldiers were still staring directly at Jin Ming.

"Do you hear that?" I don't know if I say this," Jin Ming motioned for him to listen to the voices around him, "If you want to join or want to live, you have to convince them, not me." ”

Jin Ming reminded him intentionally or unintentionally, and the middle-aged soldier understood what to do, so he said: "The warriors say that we are traitors or cowards, but the premise is that we don't want to fight with that group of dark coalition forces and face our swords against you, so we chose to hide in the stables and chose to be capture......d."

"That's a nice thing to say," a small tribal leader sneered, "did you choose to be clawed, or did you become so frightened that you couldn't even hold your sword when you saw us?"

Hearing this, the middle-aged soldier raised his head suddenly, looking at him with cold eyes, the tough momentum made the little leader feel a chill, even Jin Ming didn't expect a soldier to have such momentum.

"The soldiers of Qingyun City are not as cowardly as this warrior thought, but a helpless expression of hatred!" his emotions returned to normal, and his tone softened, "We hate the Dark Alliance, and we hate that battle......

Everyone knows that the battle he is talking about is the Battle of Zhongzhou more than ten years ago.

"That battle - many of the fathers in the current army of Qingyun City have participated, and most of them have gone homeless, but now we have to fight with our father's killers and our own people...... Although the military order is like a mountain, the faith is in my heart, so I can't do it, and many people can't do it...... Moreover, the current Qingyun City is in the hands of other people, and it is no longer the Qing clan of the past, so why should we work for them?"

Jin Ming was stunned, he had been looking for a reason, a reason to pardon them. But at this time, he decided that he wanted them to follow him, not just the three of them, but many Qingyun City soldiers who didn't want to be with the Dark Alliance like them. They are the guardians of Qingyun City, they belong to Qingyun City, that is, they belong to Qingkong, I will take them through this predicament, and when I see Xiaokong one day, I will not only bring him the tribal army, but also return the Qingyun City army that originally belonged to him to him.

The thought in his mind drove him to turn his brain to find a way, and finally a thought flashed through his mind, and he went to Father Bear and whispered in his ear. The hunter's expression was ugly at first, then relaxed, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his delicate eyes.

"If we forgive you and let you follow the Black Lord, what good will it bring to our tribe?" Father Bear asked.

"We swear to the Dragon Guardian that we will be loyal to the Black Lord for the rest of our lives and dedicate our lives to him...... We will fight our way on the battlefield and will not flinch or relentless when confronted by the Dark Alliance. He replied.

"Whoever asked you for this empty promise, maybe you once said the same thing to some adult, but now you are on your knees, choosing to be loyal to someone else. I want substantial benefits, and think about what you can do, but you're running out of time. The hunter's threatening tone was as light as cotton, as if he was chatting with him, but there was something expected in his eyes.

The middle-aged soldier's face did not feel nervous from the hunter's words, as if he knew what he was thinking, paused for a moment, and said: "Army"

"How much?" he was waiting for.

"I don't know exactly how many, I'm just the captain of the Sunset City Guard. But when I was in Qingyun City before, I knew all the captains of the guards of the subordinate cities, and the small and large subordinate cities around Qingyun City had hundreds of guards, and the large ones had thousands of people. But...... I want you warriors to know that if we want them to join us—"

We, the middle-aged soldiers, already considered themselves members of the tribe, and were so confident that they could convince them?

"—It will take time. Although there are many soldiers in the army of Qingyun City, like me, who are dissatisfied with the matter of 'being in league with the Dark Alliance', they do not have the courage to stand up because there is no one who can lead them. ”

"Can you lead them?" asked the hunter, somewhat alarmed. If the soldier's answer is yes, it is not the answer in the heart.

"Of course not, but he can," the middle-aged soldier looked at Jin Ming, "He's a native of Qingyun City. And in the past few days, the news has long been spread, relying on his strategy and the courage of the tribal warriors, you have thwarted countless groups of the army of the Dark Alliance, although there are Qingyun City soldiers among them, but ...... Everyone knows it's just a matter of desperation. Therefore, once I convey this idea to the soldiers of Qingyun City in other subordinate cities, I believe that defectors will follow. ”

Jin Ming seemed to see groups of soldiers in red armor walking into his camp, and he was happy when he saw Qingkong again...... These imaginary images strengthened his idea that he wanted them, not only them, but others who "followed". But the decision rested with the three tribal leaders, and I wondered if the benefits he had just whispered to Father Bear would impress him, and even if they were, there was the dwarven leader O'Hari, who had always been the hunter's rival - he would oppose whatever Father Bear proposed, and Tyk, the giant with a rocky face and a silky heart...... Only when they all agree can this matter be agreed upon.

He watched and waited, but the hunter looked hesitant as if considering the pros and cons, and the dwarf looked disdainfully at the kneeling Terran, and the giant, as always, kept him unable to grasp his thoughts.

"Three chiefs, I think his proposal can be considered. Jin Ming couldn't wait, he was afraid that the decision he heard next would be negative, and he would not be able to return to heaven at that time.

"Absorbing the army of Qingyun City can not only increase our strength, but also weaken the enemy's strength, I think it is worth killing two birds with one stone, I think it is worth giving him a chance. ”

He turned to the dwarf, "Chief O'Hari, don't you want to reduce the casualties of your brothers?"

"Less bleeding?" replied stiffly, his expression a little hesitant, "Although our axes crave blood, it comes from the enemy's body, and we certainly don't want to bleed ourselves!"

The dwarf's words acquiesced in the idea of support, and Jin Ming nodded in greeting.

Although he managed one, he didn't relax. The dwarves are the best of the three chieftains, irritable and arrogant, but extremely affectionate, and will convince him if they catch his thoughts, and the results are expected. The hardest thing to convince was the giant sitting in the middle, and when he turned his gaze to the giant, wondering what words he could use to impress him, he found that the giant's stiff face moved.

"You have to lead them. Tyke's rugged voice sounded, and he said the first thing since the interrogation.

Jin Ming reacted, he said this sentence in a calm tone, not in a questioning tone. It's like an order, but it's more like a hope with a long way to go. Jin Ming knew that the giant's words contained a lot, he didn't believe in the urban human race, but he hoped to reduce the casualties of the tribal warriors, so he could manage them well.

"I'll lead them well. Jin Ming replied immediately. He didn't know what else to say, having an army was what he had always wanted, although now he was in command of the three armies of the tribe, and the scenery was infinite, but these warriors did not belong to him, he knew this very well. The leader of the hunters was nodding to himself as well, indicating that he agreed, and it seemed that what he had just whispered had done its job. Now all three leaders agreed.

He looked at the three soldiers kneeling on the ground and said, "From now on you are our people, and I hope you will not let us down." In fact, in his heart, what Jin Ming wants to say is only "me" and not "we".

The interrogation ended, and the result was unexpected—the three captured Qingyun City soldiers became tribal warriors.

Jin Ming led them to his tent, attracting sideways glances all the way - too bright red armor.

"You change your armor, don't get into trouble because of this outfit, not everyone in this team of 10,000 people knows that you are my men, they only know that the red armor is the enemy. Jin Ming threw them a few pieces of ordinary leather armor, which were not as protective as the armor on them, but they were lighter and more agile.

The three of them took it in response, and in a short time the sound of unfastening the chains of the armor was heard, and they changed it here. Jin Ming pushed open the curtain and walked out, leaving space for them while he examined the tribal army that was densely packed outside Sunset City. This is not a small number, 10,000 people, and even the current Qingyun City may not be able to gather such a huge army in a short period of time. But although it is huge, it also makes the current tribal base camp in Xiye as empty as a plain, which has also become a deep worry for him. They had now penetrated deep into the territory of Qingyun City, and if something really happened there, it would take a few days for the cavalry to rush back......

While he was thinking, the curtain behind him opened, and three soldiers in leather armor walked out. Jin Ming glanced at the middle-aged soldier, and suddenly found that his body was so bloated, he was restrained by armor before, and now he put on leather armor, and everything was exposed. I hadn't looked at him carefully before, but I thought he had a slightly chubby face and a pair of smart eyes.

Perhaps sensing his eyes, the middle-aged soldier's face was a little embarrassed, "Lord Heijun, the perennial peaceful life always makes people forget training, you see that my body has been blessed like this...... But don't worry, I can still dance with a sword, after all, I ...... back then."

"Keeping you by your side is not for you to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy, your mission should be understood, right?" Jin Ming looked at him.

"Understood, my lord, the army. ”

"That's good, you come with me," Jin Ming looked at the other two young soldiers, "You stay in my tent, don't wander around for the time being." ”

The two young soldiers, a few years older than Jin Ming, nodded hurriedly, they wished they could stay there forever.

After the two left, Jin Ming looked at the middle-aged soldier again, and he found that he couldn't see through this person now. For a while, he was an upright soldier in armor, but at this time, his bloated body made him feel like a lustful nobleman, and he didn't know if he would be able to feel other identities for a while.

"Name. Jin Ming found out that he didn't know what his name was.

"Lord Heijun, his subordinate is called Verry. The middle-aged soldier said with a smile in his eyes.

"Verry," Jin Ming hadn't heard of the surname, and he wasn't interested in asking his family, "Tell us about your plans for the 'army'." ”

Verry smiled flatteringly, and said confidently, "My subordinates already have a plan, and they just need to-"

Virri was about to say his plan when suddenly there was a commotion in the distant tribal camp. Jin Ming's heart tightened, and a bad premonition struck, and he hurriedly ran towards the commotion, and Verry followed closely.

The chaotic sound was mixed with the shouting and the sound of horses' hooves, and the noise also attracted the leaders of the various tribes to the area. The sound got closer and closer, and Jin Ming realized that it was a group of dark horses running wildly, crashing into the camp. Just as it rushed towards itself, a sturdy figure appeared in front of him. The white tiger Hange jumped and rode directly on the horse, and the black horse jumped high on its front hooves, and after a few wild strokes, it slowly subsided.

Only then did it become clear that the horse was not alone, but also a man, a hunter covered in blood. Until he fell to the ground, his hands were still tightly gripping the reins, and the dark rope was deeply sunk into the palms of his hands.

Jin Ming's pupils gradually dilated, and everyone reacted and hurriedly surrounded him. When Father Bear Hanteson saw the hunter on the ground, his expression suddenly became very shocked, "Wild Eagle, why are you here? Didn't you stay in the camp?"

Hearing the voice, the wounded hunter slowly opened his bloodshot eyes, and with all his strength he could utter a weak voice, and spoke word by word.

"They came, they attacked the base camp, and they killed...... Blood...... Only...... Only I escaped ......"

Before the words were finished, the voice had already dissipated.