Training 500,000 werewolves is not as simple as just distributing some weapons and armor.
Qianye asked all the werewolves to be mixed with the new human army, and the battle was also a mixed army. The complexity of such training has doubled, and higher standards have been set for the selection of werewolf fighters.
Those who are physically strong but have a strong primitive animal nature and disobey orders cannot be selected. In the past, they were an integral part of the werewolf army. Once on the battlefield, when their violent temperament breaks out, they will charge regardless of life and death, which is the best card in the hands of the werewolf commander.
But Qianye seemed to disdain this kind of fighters, leaving no place for them in the mixed army. In this way, to prepare 500,000 soldiers, almost every large tribe needs to be mobilized, and the workload is astronomical.
Don't want cannon fodder? Faced with this situation, Eska didn't say anything, but he didn't know what to say in his heart. It's a good thing that Qianye didn't use werewolves as cannon fodder, but? !
There was already a well-established training method for the new army of the human race, but now Qianye overthrew all of them, and followed the quick training method that Song Zining created in Dark Fire Mercenaries. So Xu Jingxuan's workload is not small.
At this moment, the four of them were all exhausted, each holding a thick stack of to-do items in their hands. Song Hui said unintentionally: "With such a large army, I don't know who to fight."
One sentence awakened everyone, the basic mobilization is the same thing, but the opponents are different, and the details of the preparations to be made will still be different. The more detailed consideration in this aspect, the greater the chance of winning and the smaller the loss.
Song Lun looked at Xu Jingxuan and said, "You are from Yonglu, let's talk about it."
Xu Jingxuan looked at Eska, "I'm still separated from the Grand Corridor and the Emerald Sea. Just two months ago, I was only thinking about how to resist the werewolf attack. Why would I care about such a long-term matter? Ask him!"
Eska smiled wryly, "Don't forget, even I am separated by the Emerald Sea. The ancestral map of our tribe didn't even draw the edge of the Emerald Sea. You ask me what is there, how do I know? ?”
"Why don't you ask a few tribal chiefs from the Emerald Sea to ask?" Song Hui suggested.
"As it should."
After a while, the werewolf chieftain with bright feathers on his head walked into the meeting room, and his first sentence was: "You all know that I am the smartest chieftain in the Emerald Sea, right! Just ask me about this! Yes! Now, what do you want to ask?"
The turkey chief in front of him had a fat head and big ears, and his body was two full circles larger than ordinary werewolves. No matter how he looked at it, he didn't look wise. His previous reputation was more than reckless, but not wise enough. It's just that luck is particularly good, and the tribe will continue to grow and develop.
Among the first batch of surrendering tribes, his tribe was the largest, and its territory was also westward, so Eska was the first to find him. The size of the werewolf tribe also affects the amount of information obtained, and many news will not reach the small tribe at all.
Several people looked at each other, and finally Eska said: "Hawk, how much do you know about the forces on the other side of the Emerald Sea?"
Hawk said carelessly: "There is nothing I don't know! To the west of the Emerald Sea, there are some werewolves and human races, and there are some werewolves and human races to the south. Oh, there may be some other races, anyway, it doesn't matter."
Saying this is tantamount to not saying it.
Song Lun looked at Iska, and said, "Can you ask a tribe that is actually on the western border?"
Iska shook his head, "It's too far away, those tribes haven't surrendered yet."
Xu Jingxuan's eyes lit up, "Isn't the target here? Let's take down those tribes first!"
While everyone was discussing enthusiastically, Qianye was facing the map of the entire Yonglu in the command room, thinking about the next course of action.
This map, which clearly marked the distribution of powers and mineral resources in various parts of Yonglu, belonged to the top secret information of the empire. Qianye has been keeping it by himself. Only when necessary, he will take out a part of it and copy it to make plans.
After winning the Emerald Sea, Qianye's original plan was to recuperate for a while, and to sort out the internal affairs of the territory first. But he didn't expect that most of the werewolves would switch to his subordinates. In order to keep tens of millions of werewolves from being idle, the pace of expansion has to be further accelerated.
A few days later, the battlefield was finally cleaned up. Qianye's mixed troops escorted hundreds of thousands of prisoners, and set off again, heading for the capital of the emerald sea, the city of blue waves.
With a huge team, it took several days to walk hundreds of kilometers. As soon as he entered the center of the Emerald Sea, Qianye saw a vast flood. Even standing on the deck of the battle cruiser, a hundred meters above the ground, you can't see the end of this big water.
The blue tide gently slaps the rocky shore, and the sound of the waves is soft and long. There are patches of blue or green rocks on the shore, making the clear and transparent water look like a huge emerald in the field of vision.
This piece of water is actually an inland lake, but it is extraordinarily huge, stretching for hundreds of kilometers, so it is called the Emerald Sea, and the whole area is named after it.
After walking along the emerald coast for another half a day, a majestic city appeared in front of the army.
The city is located on a peninsula jutting into the lake. The city wall is as high as 30 meters, and it looks extraordinary from a distance. The tallest main building in the city is as high as 100 meters, and the huge terrace on the top overlooks the beauty of the entire Emerald Sea. The city wall was built extremely thick, and there would be a protruding bastion every certain distance. From the defense point of view, it could be said to be impenetrable.
The area of the castle itself is already huge, and outside the castle is a larger living area, extending all the way to the outside of the peninsula. It's just that most of the buildings outside the city are small and dilapidated, and they are slums by imperial standards.
When the army arrived, there was a panic inside and outside the castle, but it soon subsided.
The news of Duke Bone's fall and the annihilation of the Emerald Sea tribe's coalition forces had already spread to the City of Blue Waves. Iska also sent envoys to stabilize the situation. In the world of werewolves, the law of the jungle preys on the strong, and the strong are king. The Duke of Bone is dead, and Qianye is regarded as the new king. These werewolves in the lower class have just changed a new object of worship. For them, life is no different.
The vanguard army spread out outside the city of blue waves, forming an army formation, and then Qianye's battle patrol slowly landed. When Qianye stepped out of the battleship, there were already hundreds of werewolves lined up on both sides of the road, waiting respectfully.
These werewolves are all powerful knights. Although most of them are jazz barons, they are already a force that cannot be underestimated. They are all gorgeously dressed, their weapons and armor are all carved and decorated, they are either rich or noble, and they are either chief priests or members of powerful clans in the city.
Seeing Qianye, these werewolf faces were full of confusion, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know what to do. From the image and momentum, Qianye should be the person they are waiting for here.
But Qianye is really too young, that is by no means a well-maintained appearance, but a real youth. In addition, they didn't feel the slightest breath of force from Qianye. He looked like an ordinary person, but the sense of oppression it brought them was so strong that it was suffocating.
Eska followed behind Qianye, and quickly lowered his voice when he saw this, and said, "My lord, breath!"
Qianye came to his senses and released a ray of dark gold blood energy. In an instant, the abyssal aura originating from the ancient river of blood reached the depths of every werewolf's blood, making them tremble involuntarily. With a plop, a werewolf chief closest to Qianye landed on his knees. Immediately afterwards, the werewolves knelt down one by one, prostrating themselves, extremely respectful.
As soon as Carol's expression moved, her gaze at Qianye became deep.
At this moment, Qianye gave her a different feeling, more ethereal and elusive. That deep and obscure feeling is like facing a bottomless tiankeng. After the battle with Duke Bone, Qianye seemed to be improving every moment, and his breath would be different every other day. I really don't know how strong he is now.
Looking at the kneeling werewolf, Qianye restrained his blood and turned into an ordinary person again, saying: "Get up, let's go into the city and have a look."
The werewolves were still kneeling and did not dare to get up and follow behind until Qianye passed by. Among the dark races, the suppression from the power of the blood is particularly obvious, and the large difference in rank has smoothed out the confrontation between the races. For these werewolf powerhouses, all they experienced was Qianye's terrifying coercion, and the little bit of natural resistance to blood energy had already escaped to nowhere.
A priest with white beard and hair came up, followed Qianye, and said, "When the Duke was around, I was the great priest in the city. It has been more than three hundred years now. Every change in this city is important. It is engraved deep in my soul. So from now on, I will be the adult's commentary, if you have any questions, feel free to ask me."
Qianye nodded.
From the outside of the city to the gate of the castle, there is an avenue tens of meters wide, paved with gravel, which looks extraordinary. However, both sides of the avenue are full of low-rise shantytowns, which don't look like much from a distance. Looking closer now, you can find that the houses are made of wooden pillars and straw mats. They are so simple that they lack doors and windows. A shed that can barely keep out the rain.
The furniture in the shanty is also extremely simple, most of them have no beds, but hay on the ground, not every cabinet has it, and most of the tables and chairs that can be seen are in dilapidated condition. replaced.
The stinky smell in the shanty town made people want to vomit. The werewolves in the primitive tribal form didn't feel much, and they were used to this smell for a long time. But the human race can't.
Qianye remained calm, and the force of force enveloped his whole body quietly, isolating all smells. But those mercenary generals don't have this ability anymore, they all have bitter faces, looking like they are about to cry. Song Hui's face was even paler, as if she would vomit at any time.
Seeing Qianye, she can only let her go back to the Battle Cruiser to rest. The mercenary generals, including Xu Jingxuan, were not so lucky, and they could only bite the bullet and follow Qianye into the city.
This road into the city seems to have no end. In the shantytowns on both sides, more and more werewolves appeared, standing on both sides of the road, silently watching the group of people entering the city. Most of them have numb eyes and dirty bodies. They don't have the ferocious bloodthirsty that are common in werewolves, and some are just emaciated.
"I didn't expect there to be such a werewolf." A mercenary general muttered softly.
Escal had a keen ear, and when he heard it, he just said, "There are poor people everywhere, and werewolves are no exception."
"Why don't they go to the Grand Corridor?"
"Going to the big corridor, life is better than death, it's better to stay here. At least every other year, there is still a chance to ascend to the sky."
The mercenary general asked carefully, only to find out that the Duke of Bones would select a group of young werewolves every year, nominally to be his disciples, but in fact most of them were servants and slaves of the mansion, and it was a blessing to be able to become guards.
However, even though he is only a servant, even though the Duke of Bone rarely appears in the Duke's mansion in the city all year round, for the low-level werewolves, this is still an opportunity to reach the sky in one step. So many werewolves live outside the city, just for the slim chance that happens every two years.
Normally, the chief priests in the city would need manpower, but the poor werewolves outside the city were coolies or even cannon fodder. Hundreds of thousands of werewolves survived by relying on a little food crumbs that fell from the fingers of the big man.
What Qianye saw was different from others. He noticed that among the werewolves watching, there were basically no older ones, more than half were obviously young werewolves, and most of the rest were young people.