Knowing Diabo's power, Wang Xing continued to start his summoning without stopping.

According to the skill of enslaving demons, the strength of the demons he can summon enslaved is limited by himself. When summoned, it will be limited by its own level, and after summoning, it needs to occupy its own willpower.

The higher the willpower, the more demons can enslave and control.

Wang Xing looked at his more than 100 willpower, and recalled the old witch he saw at the beginning, but the other party did not leave by himself.

Sure enough, in the next few days, Wang Xing kept summoning, and the appearance of nearly a hundred demons ruthlessly enriched Wang Xing's own power.

In the subsequent summoning, Wang Xing made a variety of attempts, and the results can be summarized in one sentence, as long as it is not too different from the method of summoning himself, he can basically summon demons with corresponding signs from different regions.

It's just that I don't know if it's because of the level of the demons' strength, or if the different regions he summoned are actually not far apart, and the demons that Wang Xing summoned on hand are basically shadow demons.

The strength of these Shadow Demons varies, the powerful ones are like Diabo, and the weak ones are the kind of Shadow Demons who killed the witches he killed in the first place.

According to the strength at hand, Wang Xing organized these shadow demons into two teams according to the order and strength of the successive summons.

The first team is the shadow demon led by Diabo, Diabo's body is more than a hundred, and the area where the other party lives, the demons are constantly fighting. As the shadow demons of the Shadow Demon clan, it didn't take long after they were born to be recruited into the external legions to fight.

Most of the enemies they fight are other races, mostly other races that are also called demons, but also small elites of humans or other races who have infiltrated their territory from outside.

Diapo was attacked by a group of fish-man elites, and when a large number of his men died, and there were only a few people left in the entire team, he was summoned by the formation and hurriedly responded to come here to avoid death.

The more than 30 demons under Diabo's command hurriedly responded to the summons of the formation when they were being chased and killed by other enemies. These people generally have more than seventy physical strength, and everyone is an elite

And the other team's elite Shadow Demon is a different situation.

They were fighting against hostile demons, and they didn't let them go when they lost the battle, or they infiltrated different ethnic groups, or failed in battle, or were discovered, and had to respond to the power of the formation and come to Wang Xing's command.

Compared with the failure of the internal battle, this group of people looked down on Diapo and others who failed to fight and surrender with foreigners.

Except for the leader of these demons, the strength is a little stronger than Diabo, and the physical body reaches one hundred and fifty. The other dozen or so belong to the flesh, averaging around 90 to 100 points. The other dozen or so are fleshly around seventy. The remaining hundred or so people are all thirty to fifty flesh strength goods.

Although Wang Xing was able to kill these demons in an instant, it was undeniable that each of these demons was a well-deserved elite compared to the peasants in the village.

The demons of these two teams, Diapo and Elite, followed Wang Xing's side as followers after being transformed.

Their identity is that they are followers who are slow to come behind the speed of the king's line.

A group of more demons are in the forest to predict the range of witches. If you encounter a witch, don't startle the snake.

Because after Wang Xing summoned so many demons, some of them could not provide enough food to these demons for the time being, and he naturally had a thought in his heart.

With so many troops at hand, how could he still be a thug who was called around?

Just take advantage of the elite of those lords to encircle and suppress the witches, and see how strong the witches and the lord's men are.

If these people are really too strong to handle it themselves, then fish in troubled waters, kill some weak people as much as possible, get resources and skills, and expand the combat power of their subordinates, so as to reach the point where they can contain one side and continue to exist.

If you can't do both, then you can bet on both ends, and the decision to maximize your interests is to eliminate them all, but to maintain the status quo and become the person behind them.

As for the actual approach, we can only wait and see when the time comes.

Although Wang Xing was still able to continue to summon demons, the number of beasts active nearby, after his estimate, continuing to summon would definitely not be enough for the demons to eat and drink normally.

And a lot of time has passed, and he needs to come to the village and contact the militia and elite soldiers who arrived in advance.

The tax collector who left at the beginning said very well, hoping that he would be in charge of the overall situation here, and even directly gave him valuable synthetic stones as a reward for killing a famous old witch.

But who knows if the tax collector was afraid of his power and chose to take out the treasure to save his life?

Wang Xing, with his nominally stated followers, returned to the village at noon.

At this time, in the square in the center of the village, the village chief and a few sturdy farmers, holding farm tools in their hands, stood aside and waited.

In the wider open space, there were more than a dozen elite human soldiers wearing cuirass, wearing helmets, holding long swords in their hands, and hanging long swords from their waists.

The elite staggered the two rows of the station, and the front was lined not with linen-colored clothing, but deliberately with a blue shirt as the background color to highlight the different leaders.

Behind this group of people was a phalanx, a total of forty-two militiamen dressed in linen clothes of about the same shape, wearing small hats on their heads, holding a sharpened section of wooden poles in their hands, a total of more than three meters in length of spears.

Wang Xing is now dressed in armor, and the armor around the helmet is pushed up, looking like he is wearing a sunhat with edges on all sides, but his body is strong, and he is an elite master of armor.

After the followers behind Wang Xing, Diapo and others, were transformed one by one, according to Wang Xing's requirements, the target was Hu Jie, a group of powerful mercenaries wearing leather armor.

With the appearance of Wang Xing, in front of this phalanx, the elite soldiers pressed the long swords at their waists and strode with their heads held high.

"Report to the local commander, the nobleman Benjamin personally led the team, led thirty-six elite swordsmen and two hundred militiamen, and came to listen to the dispatch!"

Wang Xing glanced at the phalanx behind him, there were twelve swordsmen, forty-two militiamen behind, and Benjamin didn't even have sixty people.

"What about the others?" Wang Xing asked.

"Everyone is already here!" Benjamin opened his eyes and told nonsense.

The king was clear, and it seemed that the person in front of him was not here to listen to his orders, but to give him a dismount.

"I can feel that your physical strength should not exceed fifty. Why do you think you can talk nonsense in front of me? ”