The World’s Strongest Legion System

"Zhang Wenhe, you are temporarily serving as the prefect of Shacheng. Immediately issue a notice to calm the people and set up a recruiting point. Next is a fierce battle. The more soldiers the better!"

After entering the city, looking at the messy city and the people who were still in shock, Li Wenhao gave another order.

"The last general obeys the order!" Zhang Wenhe accepted it calmly, and he was already prepared in his heart for serving as the prefect of a city.

At this time, he is already a quasi-fourth rank, and a warlock, and he is very suitable to be the prefect of a city.

In fact, not only him, Ehu also promoted to quasi-fourth rank, and the earliest batch of generals of the Fire Raven Army, all of them have been greatly improved, almost all of them are around third rank.

These people can become warriors when there is a shortage of elixirs, and their qualifications are not bad. Now that there is a sufficient supply of elixirs, it is not surprising that there will be a period of rapid growth.

Sometimes when they were chatting, they were still talking about how those people who followed Zhang Fugui back then were doing now and whether they would regret it.

They felt that they must regret it. From that day on, they were not people from the same world.

One is an official and general, and the other is a gangster at the bottom, and the gap will become wider and wider.

While rejoicing in my heart, I became more loyal to Li Wenhao.

"If there are people who want to leave, send troops to escort them to Black Valley City!" Li Wenhao told them again when he found some people packing their luggage on the street, as if they wanted to move the whole family.

"The last general will make arrangements!" Zhang Wenhe put away his messy thoughts, and hurried away with a hundred soldiers.

"The speed with which my personal soldiers can be replaced is definitely the first in the entire army!" Li Wenhao glanced back at the remaining personal soldiers, and shook his head speechlessly.

Of the 800 people at the time of departure, Hu Weiyong, Hu Lu and his son in Heigu City took 100 each, and Zhebie took away 200, and now Zhang Wenhe took away another 100 people, leaving only the poor 300 people, not even half of them. .

Among them, one hundred gold-armored warriors and Galewind wolf cavalry cannot move, which means that there are only one hundred soldiers left to do odd jobs.

"There is no information about Mocheng now, so it's useless to be anxious. It's better to go to the Death Battalion to replenish the soldiers."

Li Wenhao rode his scaly horse to the gate of the city lord's mansion. After thinking about it, he turned around and went to the death camp.

The Death Battalion has many combat missions, high death rate, and high combat exploits. As long as they fight the enemy bravely, the proportion of practitioners is very high, and they become the first choice for choosing personal soldiers.

"I've seen Lord Hou!" Qiao Lang saluted with several generals. He had just entered the city, and the barracks was busy.

"I'll pick some soldiers, you are busy with your work, don't follow me!" Li Wenhao strode in with a straight face, ignoring Qiao Lang and the others at all, with an expression of dead parents.

The Death Battalion is the Cannon Fodder Camp, where he uses the waves to scour the sand and select talents. If he finds good seedlings, he must take them away, otherwise it would be a pity to die as cannon fodder.

"Hurry up, all warriors who have reached the first level have gathered in the playground, and Lord Hou is here to pick out his own soldiers."

"It's coming again, hurry up, be a soldier for Lord Hou, the fastest to be promoted."

"Assemble."

There was propaganda from the subordinate soldiers, and soon, the young warriors who had just been promoted all excitedly ran to the playground to line up.

"Master Hou, didn't you only pick five hundred when you were in Wangcheng?" Qiao Lang followed behind and asked bitterly.

As the commander of the Death Battalion, he can't do without opening his mouth.

Finally, some young people with good qualifications appeared, and they were all picked away. What about his death camp?

As a general, everyone wants to lead elite soldiers, but no one wants to lead scumbags.

"I selected my own soldiers in the Death Battalion to prove that your soldiers are well led, which is the greatest affirmation for you!"

Li Wenhao flickered in a serious manner, pointing with one hand at the soldiers waiting to be selected on the playground with their heads held high: "Look at these soldiers, your awareness is not as good as theirs?"

The faces of Qiao Lang and the others turned even darker. Of course, the soldiers were willing to serve as soldiers of Lord Hou, but they were not willing to be generals.

"Okay, less picky this time, don't show me with a black face!" Li Wenhao comforted loudly, looking at the soldiers on the playground, depressed.

Maybe it was because he picked too often, there were only 500 newcomers with the legion logo, he definitely couldn't pick all of them, at most 200, and made up a whole number of 500.

You can't stroke the wool too hard, don't make it bald, and you won't have to stroke it if you want to.

"Thank you, Lord Hou!" Qiao Lang and his group saluted feebly, not sincere at all.

"You are from the Sand tribe!"

On the playground, Li Wenhao was selecting his own soldiers row by row. Suddenly, with a wave of his hand, he took off a soldier's helmet, revealing a head of dry white hair and a very pale and frightened face.

"Master Hou, please forgive me. Although I am a member of the Sha tribe, I sincerely rely on Master Hou." With a thud, Qian Daomu fell to his knees, kowtowed vigorously, and the ground was stained red with blood.

"Get up and talk, if you didn't sincerely seek refuge, you would have already been a corpse!" Li Wenhao's face was serious, and a member of the Sand tribe actually joined the Fire Crow Army, and he even had the legion logo.

Needless to say, this surprised him.

"Thank you, Lord Hou!" Qian Daomu climbed up in trepidation, he seemed to be very concerned about the eyes of the people around him, and put the helmet on his head again to cover the white hair on his head.

"Master Hou, these surrendered soldiers rebelled against each other on the battlefield, and even saved one of our generals. The subordinates saw that they were sincerely loyal, so they accepted them privately. I wonder if there is any problem?"

Qiao Lang followed behind, startled when he saw this, and hurriedly spoke from the back. He is not Li Wenhao's confidant, and the authority for confidentiality is not high, so he doesn't know any information about the Sha Clan.

"You mean, there's more than one of him like this?" Li Wenhao raised his brows, he was already surprised that there was just one, but he didn't expect there were more.

"There are thirteen people in total, and he is the only one who is a cultivator!" Qiao Lang said.

"Bring out all thirteen, I want them all!"

Li Wenhao thought for a while and decided to take all the Sha people away.

After a while, another twelve young Sha people came to the playground, a total of thirteen stood in a row.

They all looked a little terrified, and each of them lowered their heads, not daring to raise their heads.

They are generally not very old, and they are all very thin. They should have taken Qixue Pill, and their faces are slightly rosy. Although their hair and skin are still pale, they don't seem to be so dry.

Of the thirteen people, six of them had legion logos on their heads. This ratio was much higher than that of slave recruits.

"Have you ever taken Qixue Dan before?" Li Wenhao asked.

"Master Hou, our Sand Clan is divided into upper class and lower class. Only the upper class can practice." Qian Daomu stammered back, obviously the leader of these people.

"In my Fire Crow Army, there is no distinction between high and low soldiers. As long as you are loyal, everyone has the opportunity to practice."

Li Wenhao said loudly: "I have a task for you now. As long as you complete it well, you will be rewarded with a lot of Qi and Blood Pills, but it is a bit dangerous."

"Master Hou, we are not afraid of danger, we promise to complete the task!"

"Qi-Blood Pill is very precious to us, even the upper classes can hardly afford it, it's worth the effort."

"That's right, I've been dreaming until now."

With the reward of Qi and Blood Pill, the dozen or so Sha people became excited, including the few who did not have the legion logo on their heads, and they all opened their mouths to accept the task.

"Very good!" Li Wenhao nodded in satisfaction, and continued: "The task does not require so many people, some of you will complete the task, and the rest will be responsible for teaching the language.

Your common language, while nearly identical to ours, has some subtle differences. "