"Kill, hurry up and rush forward. Anyone who retreats will die!"
Following Wang Daniu's roar and the order, a dozen barbarians in rags rushed towards a barbarian tribe.
They looked the same and wore the same clothes. There was almost no difference between the people fighting on the two sides. The only difference between them was that the dozen or so barbarians on their own side had a yellow scarf tied on their heads to make them look neater.
This is a slightly larger tribe, with about thirty people? Among them, there are seventeen or eight warriors who can fight.
However, after several rounds of slightly armed barbarians on his side, the weapons in their hands were much better than those of the barbarians who were still in the primitive tribe. After a while, the barbarians of that tribe were defeated steadily.
That's it. In many cases, technology can represent everything. Advanced weapons can sometimes inspire infinite courage in people's hearts. This is the case with these own army of servants.
Wielding a sharp blade that had never been used before in his hand, the infinite pride surged in his chest. It felt as if nothing could stop him in front of him.
Slowly, the barbarians of that tribe began to suffer casualties, one, two, three. As more and more barbarians were injured, died, fell to the ground, and could not stand up, finally, the barbarians were slowly defeated. Appeared.
Amya is a warrior of the tribe. Unfortunately, his tribe was replaced by those strange-looking tribesmen who were completely different from his blond, fair-skinned, and broad-bodied tribesmen. They had black hair, black pupils, and yellow eyes. The skin looks a bit thin. Normally, Amiya would never look at it, thinking that someone who is vulnerable has been defeated.
Emiya was also captured. As a famous warrior from several nearby tribes, Emiya always thought it was a pity. It was all over. Emiya was no longer a brave and great warrior. She became a A shameful prisoner, the scene that day was deeply imprinted in his heart.
Wearing uniform yellow clothes, with a yellow scarf on their heads, and holding those extremely sharp weapons in their hands, like legendary artifacts, they easily cut open our flesh and blood, those fierce and bloodthirsty eyes, the scene The scene is engraved in his mind and cannot be forgotten!
Now in Amiya's heart, she has nightmares every night, and wakes up from her dreams countless times. Amiya recalls the scene that day, and her body can't help but tremble. On that day, everything about her was taken away, her dear His wife, Anna, was also taken away by the God of Death and fell into the arms of God. Everything about her was destroyed that day.
Thinking about those things, Amiya couldn't help but hold her weapon tightly in her hand, and vented her fear and anger on the tribesmen in front of her, fighting them with all her strength, and soon died in front of him. There is one person on hand.
The battle is slowly over. No matter how brave the people of this tribe are, the gap will always be a gap. They can't match them in terms of weapons and numbers. How long can they hold on with their temporary bravery
After more than half of the warriors died, the tribe couldn't help but surrender, dejectedly accepting its unknown fate.
Looking at the battlefield in front of him, Wang Daniu smiled. Well, yes, another tribe has surrendered. He is one step closer to completing the Lord's mission.
He ordered them to go down, tie up these barbarians, and slowly push them back to Luoyang. Along the way, they walked back arrogantly.
In the next few days, Zhong Yu's troops attacked in all directions and swept away several tribes. All tribes with less than 100 people were swept away by him.
A large number of people were harvested, and behind the harvest were the white bones of the conquered people, and the drained blood fertilized the land in the coming year. The grass here must have grown more lush in the coming year than in previous years.
The glory of warriors is achieved by swords. The horse-leather shroud is the return journey of a soldier. Behind the victory, it is always the bones of the soldiers at the bottom. Although they won the victory, eleven warriors left forever. world.
Although it was a pity that the loss of those eleven soldiers was still worth it compared to the gains, Zhong Yu looked at the blue screen in front of him with satisfaction.
Host: Zhong Yu
Status: Lord
Territory: five square kilometers (can be upgraded)
Population: 331 people
Army, Yellow Turban Army, 39 people, Servant Army, 110 people
Compared to the beginning, his strength has increased three to four times. Zhong Yu couldn't help but feel more confident about his future.
"System, upgrade the territory!" Zhong Yu said with a smile.
"The system is being upgraded. The territory is being upgraded. It has been successfully promoted to a pavilion-level territory. The territory has been upgraded. Congratulations to the host. You have completed the second phase of the territory expansion task (1/7) and received a gift package. Please check it in time." The system is so cold. The ruthless voice came from my ears again.
After Zhong Yu heard the system's words, his expression was overjoyed, and a bright smile appeared on his face. Great, it was not in vain that he had worked so hard to annex the tribe and conquer all directions in the past few days, and finally completed the territory upgrade task. The system Big gift package, I wonder what can be released this time, can it further enhance the strength of my territory? should be okay.
"System, start the big gift package lottery." With a hint of excitement in his voice, Zhong Yu said slowly to the system.
"Big gift package, the lottery has begun. Congratulations to the host for winning the lottery. You have obtained a special building and a homeless camp. The lottery is over."
As the cold and ruthless voice of the system sounded, a turntable slowly appeared on the blue screen in front of Zhong Yu, and it scrolled rapidly. Finally, the turntable stopped on an icon representing a camp, that is A refugee camp
In the homeless camp, as expected, whatever you want comes to you? Finally, I had some suspicion that the result of this lottery was artificially controlled by the system.
He began to lack the troops to protect this foundation, but he immediately sent one, the Yellow Turban Army. Now he lacked the population, so the system sent a building for a refugee camp? Is there really no one to control this? What a coincidence!
Primary stream private sector
Elementary special buildings
Effect: Can produce 100 to 300 refugees every day, effective for seven days.
Looking at the introduction of the refugee camp, Zhong Yu slowly thought about it. It produces 100 to 300 refugees every day, and the validity period is seven days. If you calculate it this way, even if it is the lowest 100 lumens per day, then after seven days, there will be seven of him. One hundred, plus the existing three hundred, there will be 1,000 people.
Taking the largest 300 people into account, there will be 2,100 people in seven days. By then, after conquering those two large tribes, I should be able to gain a population of about 300 people. Plus the 300 people from my own tribe, then In total, there are 2,700 people, which can barely be regarded as the population of a township.
When the time comes, I will be able to upgrade again and gain a larger territory. However, these are all lies. The specific situation depends on your luck and the actual situation. The influence of any subtle factors may lead to vastly different results. The consequences are difficult to predict.
Hey, let’s take one step at a time! Believe in the results, no matter how you change, you will be able to turn the crisis into a good one. After all, he had been able to successfully survive in such difficult situations, and with the great luck that he had been able to travel through, there was no way he could have failed miserably in a place like this.
(End of chapter)