Chapter 115: "Dead Camp"

"Your Majesty, why don't you send me a single soldier to the northwest of the Empire to fight against the Snowfield Empire army?"

His Majesty Carson showed a sly smile and said: "Your Excellency Duke, I didn't say that I sent you to fight against the Snow Plains Army, there are not only the 'Iron Legions' in the western part of the empire, but also the 'Red Tiger Legion' in the north......!

He said "your fiefdom" quickly and heavily, which means that it is your private territory, even the empire can't control it, and the whip can't reach it, so you can do it yourself.

"I remember that Your Excellency also has a heavy cavalry in his hands, well! The combat power is not ordinarily strong! I also heard that your butler is desperately searching for gladiators these days, hehe, this year's Imperial Burnton Festival Grand Gladiatorial Tournament looks like it will not be held......" His Majesty Carson smiled.

"Say! It turns out that this thing is fighting the idea of the 'Dark Devil Army' that he has just established!" Lear said secretly, and it seemed that he was also worried about that little bit of family background.

He smiled bitterly and said, "Your Majesty the Emperor, the Emperor is not short of hungry soldiers, my men and horses have neither pay nor food, and there are only so many ...... people," Lear complained.

"Well, well......" His Majesty Carson nodded again and again: "Of course I won't let you go hungry to help the empire fight, hehe, I have ordered the military department to allocate three months' worth of food and grass for you, as well as the corresponding weapons and equipment, and at the same time, in my capacity as the emperor of the Byron Empire, I ordered that you be allowed to have 50,000 private troops! This is 20,000 more troops than an ordinary duke......

Lear had a bitter look on his face, 50,000 troops? He can't even pull out 5,000 now!

The Emperor then smiled and said, "Isn't the Grand Duke of Lilac going to send Miss Ace to the province of Coron, he will definitely send a blood guard to follow, hehe...... Besides, the Wizards' Guild in Coron Province has been in disuse for many years, and Master Kamodo wants to send Master Dardanelles there to rebuild the Wizards' Tower......"

Lear's eyes lit up, but it didn't feel right for a moment!

What is Ace doing there? And the Wizards' Guild wants to build a magic tower on their territory, and it seems that they have a request for themselves, so why do they want to sell their favors now?

Thinking about it, Lear laughed, and his innocent smile made goosebumps rise even to the old foxes.

With Ace, the "Iron Soldiers" in the west will not sit idly by and watch themselves be threatened, and Ace is the jewel in the palm of General Patton's palm. As for the Magicians' Guild? With Master Dardanelle leading the team, wouldn't he have an extra group of free magicians accompanying the army, and they also brought their own dry food, only worked, and did not receive a salary!

"Your Excellency Duke Piaoxiang, you must leave as soon as possible, otherwise the Piaoxiang Plains may not be yours......" His Majesty Carson smiled. It didn't take a single soldier of the empire to catch a powerful free thug, and the young emperor's heart was also happy.

He had never been so happy about it.

"Yes, Your Majesty. After the minister decided, he set off...... "Lear can't wait to leave now, but there are still many troubles in that dilapidated noble compound, and he must deal with it as soon as possible, especially the dark gladiators he just bought, almost all of them have lost their surnames, and they only know how to kill, if they want to form a fighting force and become an army, I'm afraid it's not ordinary."

Bidding farewell to His Majesty the Emperor, Lear immediately rushed back to his estate.

Iron Bow Kane was tightly bound by Gandalf with the "Restraint Technique", he didn't dare or was unwilling to struggle, his recklessness not only almost lost his life, but also put everyone in danger, if he really turned his face to war with the Temple of Light, only a few white-clothed Templars such as Cardinal and Alex would bring them great damage, and maybe even be wiped out completely!

And once his identity is revealed, he doesn't want to tear his face with the Temple of Light. At this time, Kane deeply regretted that his impulse almost caused a catastrophe.

Lear stood in front of him and asked Gandalf to untie him, "Kane, I said I would help you get revenge, but your behavior today is organized and undisciplined! You have hatred, but don't I? I can save you once, but can I save you forever? Impulse, that's the devil in your heart......"

Kane lowered his head, and the strong man's eyes became bloodshot and dark red again, and he said in a dumb voice: "My lord, Kane promises, there will be no next time." You saved my life, and in the future, Kane's life will not belong to you, but to you......"

Lear sneered: "I don't want your life, my creed is, all my brothers, they will live well, all my enemies, they will all struggle in hell!"

After saying that, he turned his head and left, Kane's bloodshot eyes gradually regained their clarity, and there was a faint hint of enlightened tranquility.

A group of death gladiators in dirty and tattered clothes, but with a strong smell of blood, sat on the snow in the wide courtyard, and the cold snowflakes hit their ** skin, and they didn't melt for half a day.

These gladiators all tried to keep a certain distance from the people around them, and their eyes flashed with a cold and eerie warning light, and the dark gladiators faced the threat of death at every moment, and some people described the dark gladiators as sleeping with their eyes open.

If it weren't for the hundreds of Dark Devils around them, I believe they would have started killing each other long ago.

How to manage this blood-eating killing machine? Lear had a headache, and suddenly, his eyes lit up.

In Lear's world, there was once an iron-blooded dynasty, which once established a complete system of iron-blooded military merit and rewards, training soldiers into a tiger and wolf army, and holding each other down, no one could get out of the system.

He laughed and said, "You who live in the dark, dark gladiators, will be my slaves from this day forward!

"I don't care how many people you have killed before, how many dark gladiators, or bloody gladiators, but from today onwards, if anyone stretches out your butcher's knife to his companion, what awaits him will be worse than death......"

The dark gladiators stared indifferently at the young man, who was only seventeen or eighteen years old, dressed in fine clothes. They are already better off than dead, so what else can they do?

"But if you do your deeds, you will receive a piece of land, women, livestock, food, and even maids!" Lear continued, "and I, lord of the province of Coron, and the Duke of Piaoxiang of the empire, will bestow upon you, and all you have to do is cut off the heads of your enemies, for the heads of your enemies are your merits!"

"Ten heads, and you will be free! Twenty heads, and you will be given a fertile land, and grain seeds, and even a cultivator! Thirty heads......"

Lear suddenly feels evil in his senses. But the eyes of the ragged dark gladiators began to light up, revealing a glimmer of blood-devouring ghost......

(Update a little earlier, it's another busy day, and there will be a change in the evening, so stay tuned...... ）