Chapter 252: Reinforcements

The warm sun shone on the earth, standing on the tower of Vegeta City, at a glance, the fields outside Vegeta City, there were already that deep yellow-green colors, the whole land was full of ripe harvest breath, and the coming autumn, the first crops of the gravel wasteland were about to usher in a bumper harvest.

With the arrival of autumn, there is also the Rodman conquest army that may appear at any time, and the old Griffin on the city tower looked at the clear and cloudless sky in the south with longing eyes, "I said boy, are you sure you didn't misunderstand Sidwar's meaning? Why hasn't Rodman's conquest army seen a shadow yet!"

If there is war, there will be business, and if there is business, there will be a lot of gold coins to earn, and if there is a lot of gold, you can only develop your power faster.

After the three of them discussed in the castle that day, Vegeta sent a large number of ranger patrols to patrol the wasteland every day, and the scope of this patrol is also increasing.

At the same time, Xia Zuo, as the lord directly belonging to the City of the God of War, naturally would not waste such a good resource and directly transmit the news of the impending invasion of the Rodman Empire to the City of the God of War.

His Majesty Angus, who was wise and could not be provoked, did not hesitate to wave his pen and ordered the border defenders to be kept down and standby, and at the same time a brigade of the Lionheart Legion was dispatched to restrain the Centaur Ranger Legion and the Tyranny Ape Legion to meet the battle.

"Autumn hasn't arrived yet, even if the Rodman Empire has the heart to send troops, it will have to wait for the crops to be harvested!" Xia Zuo shrugged his shoulders with a relaxed face, since Angus had ordered the Imperial Army to meet him, then this battle had nothing to do with Vegeta City, he just needed to stay here honestly.

"Damn! shit!" said old Griffin, looking depressed. He scolded angrily, "These damn pigs and beasts of the Rodman Empire, why are they moving so slowly! The army of Kampas is about to arrive, according to the laws of the Kampas Empire, the local territory must provide all the daily military expenses for the imperial army, the Tyrant Ape Legion and the Centaur Rangers, the two legions are 250,000 people, my God! The military expenses of 250,000 people are a lot of gold coins every day! These damn bastards, why don't you come yet, my gold coins!"

Xia Zuo nodded, "I already entered the Gravel Wasteland ten days ago. It stands to reason that their army should have arrived!" snapped his fingers with a nonchalant expression. Xia Zuo smiled indifferently and said, "It's just a little armament, it's just taking it back from them, we have prepared so many good things, I'm not afraid that they won't be tempted!"

Old Griffin laughed wickedly, "I swear to the great Holy God. If they really dare me to spend my gold for nothing. I will definitely raise the price of armaments by 40%!"

"That's right!" Natsuzo shrugged his shoulders and smirked, "besides. Vegeta City can be built in a small city in the deserted area, but we are in the poorest land of the Campas Empire, as the poorest lord of Campas. I'm grateful for the support of these soldiers, but with Vegeta's current financial resources, I can only provide them with a rough amount of food every day, right?

With a fox-like treacherous smile, the two of them discussed how they could extort more gold from the Tyrant Ape Legion and the Centaur Rangers, while the Campas army, the target of the two, was slowly marching through the gravel wasteland without knowing anything about it.

After more than twenty days of marching, the army of Campas, clad in blood, finally saw the newly established "small city" called Vegeta on the gravel wasteland on the distant horizon!

The scarlet animal skin flags tattooed with various totems were waving, although they were only supported by ordinary wooden poles, but they still constantly exuded a fierce aura.

A thousand warriors of the Lionheart Legion rode huge war beasts at the front of the team, they were dressed in the ancient armor that had gone through countless battles left out from ancient times, and the fierce war beasts under their bodies seemed to be killing gods from the eternal times through space.

Behind the Lionhearts are the centaur rangers, who all choose to wear simple leather armor inlaid with steel in order not to interfere with their movements, and to maintain sufficient impact.

Tall bodies, sturdy hooves, and arms as thick as iron, they all held a variety of heavy weapons in their hands, from huge battle axes, to maces full of sharp barbs, or huge swords that were a man high, and followed the Lionhearts silently with solemn expressions.

Behind the rangers was the largest army of storm ape heavy infantry, with black helmets and black armor, in the center of a neat phalanx, guarding a row of heavy axles pulled by horned oxen.

"Legion Leader, that's Vegeta City!" "Since solving Xia Zuo's problem, Andy, who has been more and more relied on by Lucas, has naturally joined the Tyrant Ape Legion, coupled with his own good strength, Yanran is already one of the captains of the Tyrant Ape Legion at this time.

At the right time, he walked up to his father, and whispered to the dark beast-like city on the horizon in the distance.

Lucas's face turned blue in an instant, in his imagination, a city built on a barren ruin, at best, a slightly more defensive fortress, and this is probably the image of most Campas, after all, Xia Zuo's fame in the Gravel Wasteland has only been a matter of more than a year.

But the giant city in front of him, even from such a distance, has completely surpassed the Wood family's Tyrannosaurus City, the towering city walls, the huge scale, and the faint aura of slaughter on it, this city is even one of the few in the entire Kampas Empire, and there are fewer buildings that can surpass it, including the historic god of war, lionheart, and tiger roar.

A small Munch lord, the city of his territory turned out to be more majestic than the city of him, the Munch patriarch, and the resentment in Lucas's heart towards Xia Zuo suddenly burned again.

"Tut-tut, I didn't expect this mad monkey to build such a magnificent city in the wasteland!" In the lionheart group that walked in the front, after half a year of training, Achill, who had a little more perseverance on his face, had a smile of surprise on his face, and the war beast under his crotch quickly stepped forward and staggered a lion head with the captain who walked in the front.

"Uncle Laval, what do you think, where is the territory of my brother Xia Zuo, whom I often kick for you, and the Legionnaire takes a fancy to him! Look at this city? My Camppass! I thought I was back in Lionheart!" Achill couldn't help but take a look of respect into the burly man beside him.

Mixed with a few strands of gray blonde hair, neatly tied in a bunch at the back of his head, the captain of the Lionheart Legion was a Rhine man who looked up to more than forty institutes, very burly, and his body sat straight on the lion's back, which was more than Archier's head.

His demeanor is solemn, arrogant and indifferent, in the sapphire blue pupils, there are almost no emotional ups and downs, he is dressed in ancient armor full of scars, the scarlet lion head on his left chest indicates that he is a member of the Lionheart Legion, and the golden roaring lion head on his left shoulder indicates his identity as the captain of the Lionheart Legion.

The famous Lionheart Legion in the mainland, the establishment is only 10,000 people, and it is the dream of every Rhine to enter the Lionheart Legion, and the Lionheart Legion itself also has a strict investigation, and only the absolute elite of the clan can wear this armor of honor.

The Lionheart King has a lot of affairs, and under the legion commander, there are actually ten captains who are actually leading and training the Lionheart Legion, and the Rhine who can be qualified for this position are all the best in the Rhine in terms of strength, merit, and ability.

Suffice it to say, apart from Lionheart, these ten men were the ten most powerful of the mighty Rhine.

Regardless of his identity, even if he is the heir of the hungry Lionheart, if he does not have the ability, strength and character to be affirmed by everyone, the position of captain of the Lionheart Legion, even if it remains vacant all year round, will not be filled by people who cannot meet the standard.

The same principle is also enforced in the Tiger Roaring Legion, and it is this kind of rule that allows the two legions to pass on the strong legacy.

Although they are only captains in name, the noble status of the Rhine clan and their own great strength make each captain of the Lionheart Legion and Tiger Roar more noble than the captains of other legions.

Just like now, even if the Tyrant Ape Legion and the Centaur Ranger Legion are fighting together, as the supreme commander, it is the captain of the Lionheart Legion, who is not a high rank.

"Yes!" Captain Laval nodded faintly, without the slightest expression on his face.

And even if it's just that, Archer doesn't have a bright smile on his mouth, as the only son of King Lionheart, he is naturally familiar with the captains of the Lionheart Legion, he knows his character deeply Uncle Laval, and can say "good", these two words are already the highest praise for Xia Zuo!

On the walls of Vegeta City, two hundred trumpeters in scarlet robes quickly appeared, holding huge horns in both hands, and playing the most primitive war song of Campas with their cheeks puffed up.

"Stop!" Laval waved his hand casually, and a piercing sword roar sounded in the air, and the marching procession behind him suddenly stood still.

As the army came to a standstill, a costumed team poured out of the already emptied city gates with the sound of loud trumpets, and they swarmed out with the bright banners of Vegeta City and the Tyranny Ape Legion, and quickly greeted the army of the Campas Empire.

But as the team approached, the faces of all the people in the Imperial Army, even those wrapped in Achill, couldn't help but turn strange when they looked at the troops coming from afar. (To be continued......)