Qianye is also having a headache. A decision is easy to make, but difficult to implement. He can only take one step at a time.
With regard to this matter, none of the Darkfire executives present could offer any good suggestions, and some people would be cautious not to speak even if they had ideas. Perhaps the only one who could help Qianye was Song Zining, but he was far away in the empire and couldn't get away.
Qianye put aside these distracting thoughts, thought for a moment, and said, "The task right now is to take down Wolf Fang No. 2 Fortress. Now that we have Earl Iska, well, he can also contact the tribal soldiers in the fortress, so The goal of our siege this time is to control the casualties and the degree of damage to the fortress itself."
Dark Fire originally had absolute air superiority, but now that it has internal support, winning is naturally not a problem. Under this premise, Qianye wanted a complete fortress to form a fortress circle with Tacheng, enough to control a vast area of hundreds of kilometers around.
Construction has always required more energy, time, and resources than destruction. If you can get a complete fortress, it is a benefit in itself. Naturally, no one objected to the goal proposed by Qianye.
In the early morning of the next day, Qianye began to attack the No. 2 Fortress, and he still dealt with the main artillery of the Fortress alone. Among the three werewolf counts in the No. 2 Fortress, two were fierce by nature. They chose to fight to the death without retreating, and they all fell under the sword of Qianye in the end. The huge gap in combat power made their desperate efforts meaningless.
The other werewolf count belonged to the same tribe as Iska, and he only resisted twice symbolically. After Qianye beheaded the other two counts, he dropped his weapon and surrendered.
But Earl the Werewolf always felt that Qianye was looking at him with deep regret, as if expecting him to resist. This not-so-cowardly werewolf Earl was seen with hair all over his body, and pressed his head to the ground, just praying in his heart that Qianye would not be as cruel and bloodthirsty as some Yongye nobles, who liked to torture and kill captives.
Qianye regretted for a while, then looked away, his pupils turned normal, and said, "Get up, gather your people, let them put down their weapons, and gather in the designated area."
"Yes, my lord!" The werewolf earl was very obedient.
In fact, even Eska, who was the Earl of the Garter, surrendered, and he, an ordinary earl, had no room to resist. Since Qianye promised to give the tribe the right to survive, there is even less reason to resist.
Earl Werewolf's feeling was actually correct, but the reason was completely different from what he feared. Qianye felt regretful, but longed for another battle. After he beheaded the two earls, he found that his original force had shown signs of going further, making a little progress in the direction of crystallization.
It seems that if one wants to condense the source liquid into crystals and cross the gate of the gods, one has to rely on external forces, like a divine soldier who has been tempered for a long time, using the pressure of fighting against the enemy as a hammer, and using oneself as a soldier to forge into a crystal.
The grade of Chenxi Qiming is too high, it is already quite close to the source of dawn, even in the state of source liquid, it is stronger than the original crystal of many gods. It is not known what year it was when Qianye wanted to condense the crystal by himself.
It's just that earl-level opponents pose limited threats to Qianye, and the help they can provide is also limited. If you want to face a more powerful enemy, you may have to go to the Emerald Sea. The highest force in the Great Corridor is only a werewolf marquis. I heard that he is not too young, and his real combat power may not be comparable to Iska.
The cleanup of the No. 2 Fortress has not been completed yet, and Qianye's heart has already drifted to the Emerald Sea. The only thing that is uncertain is that there is a legend that a duke-level powerhouse lives in seclusion in the depths of the Emerald Sea, but this is just a legend, whether it is true or not, even Iska does not know.
Most of the werewolves on Yong land are still in the form of primitive tribes, or the most primitive chieftains. They are quite closed to each other, and the dissemination of news still relies on primitive word of mouth. There are no newspapers across the continent, and there is no similar channel for regularly collecting and disseminating news. Some mercenary organizations have become the most efficient and widest coverage sources. It's just that the quality of this kind of news cannot be expected.
The lack of information dissemination actually means that the werewolves do not need a unified life. They are quite satisfied with the status quo of the tribal system, and the environment in Yonglu makes the werewolves lack natural enemies. Except for Zheng's country, where the human races live together, only a few areas are in the hands of the nerubians, and there are no other powerful racial forces.
Although in Yonglu, it is extremely difficult to cultivate to the Duke level, but this was originally a country that was half-abandoned by the world of the Lord of Eternal Night, and the werewolves living here are inferior people in the entire werewolf group. Not much to pursue either.
Therefore, on Yong Continent, the werewolf ancestor faction was very popular, but the top of the peaks had no influence. In Iskar's tribe, only a few strong men have heard of the existence of the summit.
Since the goal is in the Emerald Sea, Qianye doesn't plan to spend more time in the large corridor. In the next few days, before the mopping up of the two fortresses was completed, the flames of war burned all over the front of the large corridor.
Xu Jingxuan's new army and Iska's tribal fighters together wiped out the dark races in the large corridor one by one. All the tribes that dared to resist were uprooted, and when facing the stronger tribes, dark fire mercenaries would be dispatched. Qianye's elite mercenaries are used to cooperating with floating battleships. Under the double blow from the air and the ground, even the two Spike Fortresses can't last a day. How long can the ordinary werewolf camps resist
Occasionally there is a strong person, and it is not the opponent of Xu Jingxuan and Iska, Qianye doesn't even need to make a move.
The sweep went very smoothly, almost advancing at a speed of more than ten kilometers a day. This speed can be even faster, but the number of troops under Qianye is not large enough, tens of thousands of people scattered in a vast area will not be able to stir up any splashes.
During this week, Qianye sat in the Wolf Fang Fortress, practicing daily and reading battle reports, and his days suddenly became leisurely.
There are also troublesome things, such as Song Hui looking for him three times a day. Every time she appears, she will bring a headache to Qianye, that is, the number of werewolves surrendering is increasing, what should we do now
Qianye originally thought that the number of werewolves to be taken in should be limited, and Iska's tribe has tens of thousands of werewolves, which is already a rare large tribe.
In the few days after the capture of the Spike Double Fortress, the dark races in the radiation area around the fortress had just been wiped out, and the number of dark races who surrendered was already an order of magnitude more than Qianye's original estimate, and every day it was incredible. The speed is increasing.
When the count of werewolves and other races exceeded 500,000, Qianye finally couldn't bear it anymore and called all the generals back, asking, "What's going on? Did all the dark races in the corridor surrender? "
The mercenary generals were all silent, with weird expressions.
Xu Jingxuan knew that he couldn't hide, so he said bravely, "My lord, of course not all the tribes surrendered. Some resisted and were wiped out; some escaped, and the rest surrendered."
Qianye knew it was wrong as soon as he heard it, and frowned, "Tell me the exact number!"
When he was so angry, Xu Jingxuan no longer dared to be sloppy, and said honestly: "Among all the tribes, about 80% surrendered, 15% fled, and only half resisted, and were annihilated by the army."
"Why are there so many? Is it like this before?" Qianye did his homework before the battle. When he was in Zheng Guoguo, he had transferred ten years of battle reports to understand the situation on the mainland. In his impression, when Zheng Guoguo attacked the Grand Corridor , the big and small tribes either resisted or fled, and basically no one surrendered.
Seeing Qianye's question here, Xu Jingxuan pointed at Eska and said, "Ask him."
Seeing that he couldn't hide, Eska knelt down on one knee and said: "In order to successfully complete the conquest of the tribes, I sent people to the tribes in advance to declare your greatness, and many tribes are willing to attach themselves to your glory. "
Qianye faintly felt bad, and asked, "What did you say?"
Eska's expression remained unchanged, and he said: "I just told them, sir, you have already stood on the origin of darkness, and you will be the ruler of the entire world of Eternal Night. You are the great guide who will lead us to break through the cage in ancient legends And the undefeated God of War. You will take the slaying of the King of the Emerald Sea as the starting point and witness of your eternal journey."
Hearing this long passage, Qianye himself was a little dazed.
For a long time, a common language has been developed among various races, but it must be mastered and used by people above a certain class. When referring to specific nouns or on certain special occasions, the nobles would also use some ancient expressions to more accurately express the ancient inheritance and traditions unique to those races.
There are several nouns in Eska's words like this. When he said it, he needed a little explanation so that Qianye could understand it roughly. It is conceivable that when these words were spoken in the werewolf's tribal language, how many deceptive things contained in them.
This is not a description of a person, it is more or less used to describe a true god. Just standing on the origin of darkness, strictly speaking, even the Queen of the Night may not be able to reach this level. Eska came as soon as he opened his mouth, and didn't spend his time with his brain.
In the whole bragging, the only reliable thing is to kill the king of the Emerald Sea. But how did Qianye remember that the king of the Emerald Sea seemed to be the Duke
Even the Vice Duke is separated from the Marquis of Glory by a large rank. So far, Qianye has not had a record of beheading the Duke with his own strength alone. There has been a defeat, and that is also the result of a combination of various factors. From Iska's mouth, beheading the Duke is like killing a chicken.
Qianye had a headache and said with a hand on his forehead, "Do they believe what you say?"
Eska had a sunny face, "I believe it, why don't they believe it?"
Qianye said a dirty word in a low voice. He had forgotten that werewolves worshiped the strong very much. The more primitive the social form, the more profound the influence. Ordinary soldiers almost blindly believed in the words of the strong and priests of the tribe. With Iska's strength and status, many people will believe what he said, but 80% of the tribe chose to submit, which is far beyond Qianye's expectations. It seems that the legend also played a big role.
Seeing Qianye's expression, Eska added, "My lord, your legend has already spread. If nothing unexpected happens, many tribes will voluntarily surrender in the future, so we don't need to work hard."
Qianye felt even more headache, and asked, "How much is a lot?"
"There are about four million tribesmen in the entire corridor. According to the current situation, I'm afraid it won't be long before you will have more than three million tribesmen under your command."
Eska spoke respectfully, but Qianye was helpless. The combined population of the entire Zheng Guo Corridor area is only about two million. Now there are more than three million werewolves in the Great Corridor area, which has exceeded the number of human races.
"Then did you tell them that even if they surrender, their status with me will be lower than that of the human race?"
At this moment, Qianye's gaze was as sharp as a knife, but Eska was clearly prepared, "Without sowing, there will be no harvest, and without hunting scars, there will be no prey. Only when meritorious deeds are established, will there be land and food. All werewolves understand this truth. We are willing to shed blood or sweat for you, and gain status through merit. It doesn't matter what position you start with. Even slaves can become warriors one day."
His answer left Qianye speechless.
Qianye thought for a while, and asked Iska and the mercenary generals to retreat first, leaving only Song Lun, Song Hui, and Xu Jingxuan, and asked bluntly, "What am I going to do with these three million werewolves?"