Lava fissure, northwest corner of the blacksmith camp.

One Ear placed a stone on the ancestor's cemetery, and then knelt down to pray devoutly. After a while, it got up and said to the tribesmen behind it:

"When I was born, a prophet from the legion came here. He pointed at me and said that my destiny was made up of ten thousand skeletons."

The cold wind was mixed with the strong smell of sulfur, and the devils looked desolate. The dark elves standing there in the town glanced at the distance and saw a group of devils walking towards the old devil.

"Why are you here?" Yi Er looked at the old devil and the group of people behind him, his pupils shrank, "You were the one who told me the things that guided my destiny."

"I told you."

The old devil nodded when he heard the words, and then looked at the surrounding tribes, "But what I mean is that you use the enemy's tens of thousands of bones to pile up the throne, instead of using our own people. Our tribe only has a total of two thousand, and you are

Even if we smash our bones and scraps together, we won’t be able to make up the number of 10,000.”

The old devil's words were very serious. After listening to one ear, his face twisted. He looked at the group below and roared, "Of course I know!"

"That's why I came to pray in front of the tomb of my ancestors and recruit more troops to kill those 8,000 demons!"

One ear's words were sonorous and powerful, but the pupils of all groups shrank.

The old devil sighed after hearing this. He looked at the dark elf, then at the six or seven devils behind one ear, and then looked directly at one ear canal and said, "Child, stop it. There are all enemies outside."

"Sometimes you can't admit it, but we have tried our best."

"It's still too late to call the legion commander now."

When Yi Er heard the words, anger suddenly welled up in his eyes. He looked at the group of people below, and wanted to speak several times, but felt powerless, and his eyes couldn't help but turn to sadness.

It staggered back a few steps, leaned weakly on the edge of the unmarked soil bag, and said softly to the tribesmen, "Go ahead and let me stay here for a while."

The group dispersed, and the dark elf also left. It needed to tell Alison the current situation. When it came back from the cemetery and entered the shack, the dark elf glanced at the cemetery, but could not see anything.

Alison was awakened from her meditative state. She opened the tent and looked at the dark elf at the door of the shack.

"Did something happen?"

"There are a large number of broken troops near the magma fissure. They are eyeing this place and will launch an attack at any time." The dark elf said.

"Could he be passing by?" Alison asked, rubbing her eyes.

"No." The dark elf shook his head, "We occupy the blacksmith shop of the 59th Regiment. It can manufacture weapons. It is an important location. They are all spying here."

"Then they really don't know how to live or die." Alison frowned upon hearing this, "Where is one ear?"

"The detachment leader fought very bravely. After switching defenses with the paper men, we have won nine battles against enemy attacks, killing many of the auxiliary army's defeated troops. Until we encountered the fleeing regular army, we were defeated.

."

The Dark Elf recounted the story of successfully forming a team and then defending and fighting the enemy bravely, as well as the current situation where even a ten-man team could not be assembled.

"Regular Legion. How many people are here?" Alison asked.

"A team of 100 people, with a full strength of eighty people, and cavalry." The dark elf lowered his head and said, "We suffered heavy casualties. All the old members of the auxiliary legion were killed in the battle, and there are only six or seven hornless devils left."

"So I became the leader of the Light Army, and I formed a lonesome?" Alison said, looking at the dark elf.

The dark elf was a little ashamed, but still said, "The opponent's centurion is very strong and is already a low-level demon."

After hearing this, Alison thought for a while and said to the dark elf, "I understand, I will deal with it."

"Then we still need to recruit warriors?" the dark elf asked.

"Of course, otherwise what are we doing here?" Alison rolled her eyes at the dark elf and said, then she stretched out her hand and nine hundred paper figures stood in front of the shack.

"Two things." Alison looked at the paper figures, "Kill the enemy and publicize."

"yes!"

The paper people agreed, and then ran away, while Alison sat back in the tent, waiting for news of their triumph.

Then I saw a large white area outside the magma cracks attacking the group of dozens or dozens of auxiliary and regular army troops. Wherever they went, there was no grass growing, ignoring the screams of the demons. If they encountered

If something is tricky, they will quickly skip it and attack the next place.

"Sir, there is a master one kilometer ahead."

"Sir, there are experts six kilometers ahead."

"Sir, the masters are rushing towards the camp."

"Got it." Alison nodded slightly, then stood up to kill the enemy.

[Acquire non-human spirituality, increase physical attributes by one millimeter]

【Acquire non-human spirituality.】

【Get non】

After this battle, all the demons peeking into the blacksmith shop were eliminated. From the information extracted by the paper man, we learned that some of them came here and ran here, and some wanted to grow stronger after occupying the territory. Some demons learned that the blacksmith shop was difficult to chew.

news, they all temporarily gave up the idea of ​​paying attention here.

The magma fissure gained a brief calm for this reason.

"Tell One Ear to recruit a new group of people. It won't work without a garrison."

After resolving the crisis, Alison said to the dark elf.

The dark elf felt a little depressed after hearing this. It said, "I just went to the cemetery to look for it. One Ear and its remaining warriors are dead."

"Dead? How did you die?" Alison said in surprise. She didn't feel a demon coming in just now.

"I'm so depressed." The dark elf shook his head slightly.

"Oh, that's really a pity." Alison nodded, and then ordered, "Then go get two hundred people and form a detachment for training."

"But those devils have no horns and cannot even shoulder the responsibility of team leader." The dark elf heard this and said, "And you have paper figures here."

"They can be used as mercenaries and station a detachment here in the magma fissure, but the hornless devils must be organized." Alison said solemnly.

"But I don't think it's necessary at all."

"Why is it not necessary? I only have 900 paper figures in total, and a legion requires 6,666 soldiers. Maybe we can meet a regular army brigade in the future." Alison said, "The rules should still be as before."

The Dark Elf frowned slightly when she heard this. She really wanted to tell Alison that this was a sacrifice of the good, and it would be better to take everything from the 30%. However, considering that she is now a person who doesn't even have the old team, even if she takes everything, she may not be able to get it.

As a security officer, I could still get at least 30% of my own pocket, so I had no choice but to nod and go down to give the order.

The war that took place in the blacksmith shop spread throughout the original fifty-ninth legion station within half a day. With only 30% of the resources, the good deed of only protecting and not having rights moved the hearts of some other ethnic groups.

So these tribes secretly sent people to investigate, and saw that Alison, who was stationed at the blacksmith shop, obeyed the order and did what she said, especially blatantly impaling various demons as warning signs, and finally decided to show her kindness.

Alison's protected area and legion establishment also expanded rapidly in the past two days. Three ethnic groups joined in just a few days, allowing Alison's legion to meet the establishment of a brigade.

Everything seems to feel very good.

The dark elves even became more interested in the identity of the deputy commander, and ambitions grew along with the preparation and training.

So on a gray day, on the high platform of the magma fissure, the dark elf pointed at the dark yellow figure grinding below and said to Alison:

"The Anttusk Demon has hooves comparable to those of a minotaur, and is famous for its endurance among inferior demons."

"The Fat Mud Demon has the ability of gluttony. If he occasionally escapes to the human world, he will be regarded as a demon king."

"The armored rat demon's exoskeleton is amazing, and it has a one-in-10,000 chance of awakening its ancient bloodline!"

"The combination of these three groups, combining the three powers of endurance, magic power, and defense, can be said to be a strengthened brigade, which can completely regain all the lost territory of the 59th Legion!"

Alison looked at the sworn eyes of the dark elf, and then looked at the relatively neatly arranged inferior demons below.

She has seen demon rats, the ones that hunt with six arms as food. This nest is far worse than the demon rat lord who stands on the mountaintop.

The fat mud demon looks like you call it Charlotte. Although it looks ferocious at a closer look, it looks like a retard at a closer look.

The only thing that can be seen is the ant-tusked demon, with bronze skin, human appearance, a face that looks like a horse, a pair of fangs on its mouth, long hair, human hands and horse hooves, and muscles and tendons all over.

"It's only been one day of training, are you in a hurry to go out?" Alison looked at the dark elf and asked, "Beauty, something is wrong with you."

"Have you?" The dark elf trembled when he heard this, "I sensed the desire of other ethnic groups to be rescued."

Alison raised her eyebrows when she heard this, "I'm afraid your sense is a bit powerful. How much desire is it to turn you black like this?"

"What do you mean?" The dark elf raised his arm and took a look, then breathed a sigh of relief, "It's okay. It's just like this after eating too much salt. Maybe I can define a new ethnic group in the future."

"From Dark Elf to Black Carbon Elf?" The corner of Alison's mouth twitched.

"Darkness helps hell survive, and in order to improve my strength, I can't help it." The dark elf said.

"Sin soil is not a pigment. Even if we eat 30% of the amount in one meal, we will not be like this now." Alison looked at the dark elf and asked, "Iron rings, did you take too many?"

"No! Absolutely not!" The dark elf shook his head quickly, "I still remember the matter of order. I swear on the name of the Spider Queen!"

"Well, I believe you." Alison took a deep look at the dark elf, then turned to look at the inferior warriors below who were poorly trained and lacked weapons.

"They are trained to protect the environment and the people. If you transfer them now, will those ethnic groups agree?"

"I agree. I have asked them and they are all looking forward to it." The dark elf nodded quickly.

"Well." Alison looked at the inferior demons and the hornless demons working silently below, "Then let's set off."

There are many ethnic groups in the area where the Fifty-ninth Legion is stationed. In addition to the original ten brigade stations, there are also ethnic groups near the stations of subordinate detachments. Some centurions even manage small ethnic groups that have escaped from outside and are not recorded.

That kind of old deer branch that was exterminated, they can't survive without the devil's care.
To be continued...