In the crowd, the eyes of several homeless people flashed with a trace of solemnity, looking at the aura emanating from the shield mountain, even if the generals who could kill a thousand people in their world were compared with the one who spoke in front of them, it was the difference between fireflies and Haori, and they hurriedly shut up.

"General Du, you can pick fifty homeless people now!"

Tang Wen pondered for a moment and spoke.

"Thank you, sir!"

Du Zhan's face was slightly happy, and then he turned as usual, and led the two pikemen into the midst of the exiles.

"You, out of the ranks!"

Several soldiers accompanied Du Zhan into the crowd, and Du Zhan sensed every homeless person with his spiritual power, and some of them were pointed out after being pointed out with a high degree of talent.

The named homeless looked panicked, walked out of the crowd, and stood in place crampedly, looking at the well-equipped and tall armored shield soldiers staring at the crowd with indifferent expressions, and their hearts were faintly uneasy.

"You're out of the ranks, and you!"

Du Zhan selected fifty elite talent leaders with high talent compatibility, and walked in front of this group of homeless people who walked out of the crowd, and in the selection process, he also met several homeless people with outstanding talents, but they were not selected.

"I've picked you out, and it's your chance!"

"Follow me to meet the lord!"

Du Zhan said a word to the selected outcasts with an expressionless face, and walked up to the lord.

The selected outcasts also had the basic information of the lord in their minds, and accompanied by several soldiers, they came to the lord.

"Brother, what are they going to do, they won't kill them all like that adult, and use them to sacrifice to the demon god, right?"

In the crowd, a girl wearing a tattered cloth robe, whose delicate and lovely face could not be covered by black charcoal, whispered with a panicked face.

"No, sister, I feel like this is a gathering place for our Terrans."

"Everyone here cares about the Terran and loves the lord!"

The slightly immature young man telepathically felt the soldier next to him, his face softened slightly, and he finally put his mind at ease and pulled his sister tightly on the side.

"Your Excellency!"

General Du Zhan led a group of homeless people to Tang Wen and knelt down on one knee.

"Very good, this is a hedrome!"

Tang Wen smiled slightly, took out a wooden box, which contained spars, and placed it in front of the homeless.

Du Zhan's eyes flashed with a hint of excitement, and the energy in his body ran extremely fast, disappearing, and a stream of energy enveloped the spar.

The hedron melted in an instant, splitting into fifty streams of energy to envelop the panicked homeless people.

"This is an opportunity, put your mind at ease, don't resist!"

Tang Wen pondered for a moment and spoke.

A group of homeless people were relieved when they heard the words, and they teleported here, and they inexplicably had a sense of respect for the young lord in front of them.

In a few breaths, the body of the homeless began to change, the body became taller, the attributes skyrocketed, the combat power increased greatly, and a long-trained momentum emanated, but the clothes on the body did not change at all.

The homeless people who were originally gathered together, after the transformation of their talents, opened their eyes, their eyes showed a fine light, and they spontaneously adjusted their formations and stood in a phalanx as standard.

"Brother, what's going on, why have these people suddenly become so powerful?"

The delicate-faced girl looked at the group of homeless people who walked out of the crowd, and their appearance changed greatly in a cloud of light.

"Sister, we have come to an amazing world, and this lord may be even more powerful than the sacrifice of the demon god!"

The young man with a young face telepathized with a telepathic look at the human who had changed greatly, and his eyes showed a strange look, and he whispered.

Tang Wen looked at a group of soldiers who exuded the aura of black iron ranks, and casually clicked on the attributes of a soldier to investigate.

【Musketeers】

[Rank]: Elite

[Rank]: Black Iron

【Attributes】

[Strength]: 5.5

[Constitution]: 5.2

[Skills]: Spear mastery, stabbing, gun formation.

[Exercises]: The foundation is fired

【Talents】:

1. When cooperating with musketeers, combat effectiveness is +5%.

Tang Wen stared at the attribute panel of the musketeer, his eyes narrowed slightly, sure enough, there was a big gap between the special troops of other heroes, and the advanced potential was not large, and the special musketeers of the silver and gold levels could only rely on the transformation of the people with better talents.

It's not bad for these special soldiers to be stationed in some dangerous areas, and the battle between lords and lords with musketeers will outweigh the losses, and there will be a lot of losses when the attack is high and the defense is low, and there will be a lot of losses when they are covered by a rain of arrows.

When the crowd saw this scene, some people who had just learned martial arts looked shocked and looked at this scene in disbelief, but some of these friends, relatives, parents and children who had been transformed into musketeers began to look excited.

"General Du and Huang Jigui ordered the soldiers to send 500 displaced people to follow me to the special pasture resource area."

Tang Wen saw that the crowd had stabilized, and said to General Du Zhan and Huang Jigui.

In addition to sending a group of homeless people to the special pasture resource area to establish a stronghold, among the remaining homeless, some homeless people with better talent also instructed Luban to pay attention to it.

This group of displaced people is filled with a large number of gifted displaced people and a small number of special displaced people.

After all the stability is settled, under Luban's arrangement, the territory is about to usher in rapid development, and the population has skyrocketed, which has also brought a lot of problems, and the current grain reserves cannot last too much.

The number of special units in the province has increased dramatically, and the food consumption has increased dramatically, so it is unlikely that the output of the farmland and affiliated villages that have been reclaimed in the initial territory will be achieved.

Only by establishing towns and a few camps in special pasture resource areas, and hunting and killing carnivores on a large scale or raising them in captivity, can we support the daily population of the territory.

…

"General, the front has come out of the wasteland, and a small orc gathering place has appeared!"

A blood wolf infantry who was scouting in front came to Yan Liang, bowed and saluted.

"How many?"

Yan Liang was expressionless, looked at the blood wolf infantry, and spoke.

"General, according to the information found by our investigation team, the number of people will not be more than 100!"

Yan Liang groaned, in order to quickly expand and occupy the map, Wen Chou and him were separated from each other to expand and occupy the map, and the sword and shield soldiers sent back information to the consul Dunshan to transmit information, but they could also know the approximate location of Wen Chou and the speed of expanding and occupying the map.

Looking at the blood wolf infantry of the first squadron beside him, he hesitated, thought for a while, and decided to pass on the information he had detected to Dunshan.

"Lord Lord, General Yan, who went to the north, has expanded out of the wasteland in a straight line and discovered the orc gathering place."

During the journey to the special pasture resource area, the huge team received the information after the shield mountain on the war horse received.

Facing Tang Wendao, who was sitting in a chariot built by Luban with two batches of snow-white war horses, sitting in the chariot.