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    1,500 slaves, 80 households of civilians, a total of 1,850 people, excluding the old, weak, sick and disabled, and a very small number of people who would rather continue to humiliate and maintain a lowly status than erect the gods of faith in their hearts.  Except for the stubborn ones, Zhang Lisheng obtained 1,170 not-so-devout religious warriors in just a few days.

    The reason why there is such a high recruitment ratio is that there are very few old people and sick and weak people among Roman slaves. High-intensity work and unnutritious diet make these poor people become injured, sick or old and weak very quickly.  The slaves died miserably, and the slaves who survived were generally considered healthy.

    At this moment, in front of a huge horny hollow pillar standing against a mountain in the Red Shrimp River Valley, healthy Roman serfs who were tall but skinny and could count the ribs on their chests were wearing freshly washed linen clothes, with fearful but frightened eyes.  There was also a long queue of people with some kind of eager emotion, and they walked into the corner pillars one by one.

    Whenever someone enters the corner pillar, a faint milky white light will light up on the smooth shell of the giant pillar. At the same time, countless drops of thick black grease will be secreted from the uneven hollow inner wall of the corner pillar, dripping on those standing on it.  The body of the serf in the giant pillar was completely wrapped in just twenty or thirty seconds.

    After a while, when the protein oil that clung to the skin of the slaves and squirmed independently to shape the body of the leopard-headed man solidified, a prototype of a warrior with powerful force appeared on the land of Xi Lei Mountain.

    "Sir, although these Romans are generally malnourished, their physical fitness is incredibly good, especially their endurance, which can barely bear the 'God-given body' installed by the regular regiment of 'Wuli'. It is really incomprehensible.

    With such conditions, a little training for three or two months, and enough meat, a powerful army can be easily obtained.  "From a high position on the mountain, overlooking everything in the valley, a tall old man wearing a black animal skin robe and dressed like a Roman wise man stood behind the god Wu Li and excitedly reported.

    "Azmukh, you can't understand the endurance of these Roman slaves because they have never experienced the true feeling of despair." Zhang Lisheng, who was also dressed in black robe, smiled and shook his head.  Said: "It's a pity that we don't have two or three months to spend on training. We can only let them learn how to fight in the war.

    By the way, are the spies back?  "

    "I'm back, sir," the tall old man standing behind God Wu Li replied respectfully: "According to the information brought back by the spies, all the regular troops led by Tate have now gathered in the Zhongenit Plain.

    Viscount Tatedu occupies the title of lord.  It also has the great meaning of ¡®revenge¡¯.  He has regained the right to lead the army, but Sir Holstein has great achievements in capturing "Zhong Enite", so he is not without the strength to struggle.  At least the original North Tart Defense Force was still loyally on his side.  "

    "So the current situation in 'Tatedu' is really tense and delicate," Zhang Lisheng showed a strange smile on his face. "In this case, it seems that no matter what we do in the remote Xirei Mountain, it is unlikely to cause 'Tatdu'."  This is the attention of the distinguished people."

    "Yes, my lord, although Xireishan is not in the hinterland of Tatedu, the neighboring Viscounty of Waldorf has been in alliance with the Tatedu family for more than two hundred years. The blood of the two families is mixed, and each other even has the right to inherit the territory. The two territories have  There have been no regular troops stationed on the border for defense in nearly a century.

    At this critical moment in the struggle for lordship rights, neither Viscount Tatedu nor Sir Holstein can focus on this, and even Theodoron Hills cannot be in their eyes at this moment.  "The tall old man affirmed respectfully.

    "In this case, let's 'light the hay' in these two places first. As long as the 970,000 slaves and 260,000 civilians have enough material and magical support, we can form about fifteen armies, the largest in the eyes of the Romans.  Establishment, 50,000 troops.

    With these forces, it shouldn¡¯t be a problem to sweep through the seven nearby ¡®Great Jazz Territories¡¯.  Zhang Lisheng murmured after thinking. Before he finished speaking, a warrior riding a green-winged giant bird flew from the valley bottom in the distance, landed next to the god Wu Li, jumped off his mount, bowed deeply and said:  ¡°My lord, Lord Senalon from Black Tower Manor has arrived.  "

    "Have the Roman nobles and warrior leaders from Xi Lei Mountain come to the banquet?" Zhang Lisheng looked up at the sun that had risen above his head, shrugged and said, "It's almost time.

    Assam, send an order to Carthage, asking him to select fifty of the most outstanding combatants from the first batch of converted Roman slaves to kill our guests.  "

    "Yes, sir." The warrior responded, jumped on his mount, and flew back to the valley. A few minutes later, faint howls and curses began to be heard from the bottom of the valley.

    Standing on the top of the mountain and watching scenes of betrayal and killing unfold before his eyes, it was not until the last visiting Roman warrior fell into a pool of blood at sunset that Zhang Lisheng summoned a hurricane, wrapped his body, and quietly landed in the valley.  In the woods clinging to the mountain wall.

    Walking out of the forest, looking at the Roman slaves and civilians who witnessed their companions fighting head-on and hunting down the noble knights and warrior leaders, Zhang Lisheng strolled closer, flashing with complex emotions such as shock, desire, ferocity, etc.  The familiar roar of Carthage came to my ears, ¡°Look, this is what you once could only look up to;

    The ¡®Tatedu¡¯ warrior leader can deprive you of your property and even your life at will.

    After believing in the great "Wu Li God" and receiving the power bestowed by His Majesty, some of the most devout believers among you can already unite to hunt and snatch him away after just three or four days of practicing combat skills.  s life.

    From today on, the era when ten Roman warriors can kill hundreds of slaves and civilians without any harm is over!

    Under the protection of the ¡®Wu Li God¡¯, under the orders of Viscount Tatdu, he liberated all slaves and civilians who believed in the true god, and crusaded against the rebellious Holstein party members.

    At this moment, in front of the gods, you are no longer lowly people, but like me, noble warriors favored by the gods. Now let us use iron and blood to respond to the deep kindness of the gods and harvest more faith for him.  I have ordered that the battle to conquer Xi Lei Mountain will begin. I will die if I wait!  "

    "If you don't win, you will die, if you don't win, you will die" Instigated by the fake Roman warriors, he initially converted to the Wuli faith. Not long ago, he defeated the small with more and defeated dozens of Roman knights with his own hands.  , the young slaves of the samurai leader felt their blood boiling all over, and they couldn't help but roar at the top of their lungs.

    And as they roared crazily, the miracle in the battle just appeared again. The moist soil under their feet was constantly turning, climbing up their bodies, constantly filling the numerous wounds of different sizes and the broken god-given body.  After a while, these fifty slaves, who had been seriously injured and died several times, became intact again.

    "God's grace is great, but if you don't win, you will die" In just half a day, after witnessing miracles happening again and again, even the most cowardly slave gradually gained confidence and started shouting hesitantly.

    The situation looked great, but Zhang Lisheng knew that for most of the slave-turned-soldiers, this limited confidence was likely to disappear due to a disastrous defeat.

    However, more than a thousand slave warriors who were equipped with the 'God-given body' and received simple training, with the most elite Wuli barbarian warriors acting as grassroots officers, attacked the garrison with only a dozen Roman warriors, and also lost the manor commanded by the leader,  In a small town, no matter how weak your fighting skills and consciousness are, you will never fail.

    And every time they occupy an enemy's territory, they can liberate hundreds, thousands, or even thousands of slaves and recruit them as new comrades. In this way, after snowballing, the final victory can almost be said to be  A necessity.

    The future battle situation was almost exactly as God Wu Li had foreseen. There were a total of 157 manors and 79 small towns in the Xirei Mountains, which covered an area of ??only 3,000 square kilometers. Carthage was surrounded and suppressed by heavy troops in the early stage, and then divided into groups.  Under the attack tactics, they only persisted for two days and three nights before they were all wiped out.

    Waiting until dawn on the third day, when you have just crossed the world barrier, you will use the ¡®Leather World¡¯ to transport hundreds of mid-level and high-level sacrifices from the Wuli World;

    Thousands of elite warriors from the Stone Plateau, who were used to reorganize the Roman slave army, Zhang Lisheng, rode a bipedal flying dragon and faced the light mist that filled the air. They landed at the central square of Yabrai, the only mountain city in the Tate Territory.  At that time, the entire Xirei Mountains had been completely enveloped by the light of his faith.

    In the morning sun, those running on the stone platform completed the transformation from slaves to soldiers in a few days. Their spirits fell into an inexplicable excitement. Their eyes were red and bloodshot, but they still looked energetic. Roman warriors, big  Part of them didn't know who the short black-haired young man who fell on a flying dragon was.

    He only cares about the bloody order just issued by the herald, "The Lord of Carthage has ordered that these territorial rebels who refuse to convert to the true God be executed, and their family property will be rewarded to the bravest warriors in battle!", but the surrounding  Several of the highest-ranking Wuli priests pretending to be Roman wise men rushed forward to greet them, saluting respectfully: "You are here, my lord."

    Zhang Lisheng jumped off his mount, smiled silently at the bent waist next to him, and said without any nonsense, "If you have anything to say, let's talk about it in the city hall." and walked towards the fortress made of huge rocks in the distance.

    "Yes, sir." The Wuli priests responded in unison, and followed the believers in their hearts as they walked forward. At this time, they saw a group of leopard-clad men.A Roman slave warrior in a "god-given body" walked out of the city hall, pushing hundreds of Tatdu warriors with spears in hand.  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!

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