Chapter 894 893 Recruit Troops and Go Out of the City to Face the Enemy
Chapter 894 893. Recruit troops and go out of the city to face the enemy
The Soul Ring is one of the must-have equipment for heroes who rely on skill output in the early stage and lack mana.
For Mo Cheng, who has never had enough mana and has [Dragon Bloodline] and [Berserker Blood] as recovery, this equipment will be of great use at critical moments.
That night, City Lord Bai Gu held a banquet in the City Lord's mansion to entertain Mo Cheng and other soldiers who had returned from fighting outside the city.
"I would like to lead Baiguxiang bravely to attack the Wu barbarians outside the city. I hope the city lord will allow it."
Lord Bai Gu was also a straightforward person, and he immediately agreed that as long as Mo Cheng was willing, he could summon local good families to form a cavalry team at any time.
That's right, Lord Baigu didn't want any of the horses that Mo Cheng got from the Guisha Cavalry, and even said that Baigu City could provide corresponding armor.
I don’t know how Baolian and his Guisha Cavalry fought. This appearance clearly cast a psychological shadow on Bai Gucheng.
But this is undoubtedly a good thing for Mo Cheng. Not only are there no restrictions on recruiting troops from Baigu City, but they also have support in terms of food and logistics. The rest is much simpler. It is enough to just take people out of the city to train troops. .
As long as they can survive the battlefield, recruits can become veterans, and Mo Cheng's many auras aside, he can still save people's lives.
At night, when Mo Cheng returned to his residence, he did not fall asleep, but studied the [Soul Ring] he obtained today.
He silently activated the active skill [Devotion], and immediately part of his life force was absorbed by the ring in his hand, and then an energy was fed back from the ring to replenish Mo Cheng's mana.
"It seems that this function can be improved."
Mo Cheng lowered his head, wondering what he was thinking about. He just used [Sacrifice] one after another, not caring about the converted mana and letting it evaporate.
After struggling for more than an hour, Mo Cheng nodded and found some inspiration, "It's a pity that the conversion efficiency is not high, otherwise mana will no longer be a shortcoming in the future."
The [Soul Ring] can indeed convert Mo Cheng's vitality into mana, but after some exploration, Mo Cheng found that the efficiency of the [Soul Ring] in converting vitality is not very high.
The recovery of Mo Cheng's own vitality is higher than the loss of [Soul Ring], but the mana converted by [Soul Ring] has a time limit, and that time is not too long, making this equipment for him. Increase your own mana by part of the upper limit.
This piece of equipment allows you to do some tricks, but it cannot be a decisive piece of equipment.
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On the other side, on Wu Man's flying boat, a withered and old palm was pressing on a corpse.
It was the corpse of a ghost cavalry. The corpse was purple all over, as if it had died of suffocation.
But the owner of the withered palm didn't think so. He felt an evil and vigorous vitality from the corpse.
Virus!
An imperceptible green aura from the corpse quietly rolled into the dry palm, but the owner of the palm crushed the imperceptible aura with just a gentle squeeze.
"Take it out and burn it. No matter whose body you bring back, it must be burned thoroughly. All weapons, clothes, and horses must be treated in this way. For those who are still alive, let the shaman priest inspect them carefully."
The old voice issued an order and explained at the same time, "It is a plague. The corpses brought back have the seeds of the plague. They cannot be buried, otherwise the plague will infect us all."
Hearing the word "plague", the people listening could not help but tremble. For the witch barbarians who live in the Jueming Mountains who are short of all kinds of supplies, especially medical supplies, every time they interact with "plague" 】Taking a relationship together means the destruction of three or five tribes.
Sometimes some tribes would leave a few lucky ones behind, but more often the entire tribe would die completely.
There was no need to issue another order, and the surrounding witch barbarians began to light up their troops and prepare to burn the corpses.
"Who killed Baolian?"
"There is a student from Bai Gucheng. He is very young and I have never seen him before. He has a treasure in his hand that looks like it is made of ice. We were plagued by the plague because of that thing."
After a long silence, the answering voice asked: "Great Witch Festival, are we still attacking Baigu City?"
The Great Witch Festival looked at the city in the distance, "It's getting harder and harder to survive in the mountains. The food we get from farming and hunting this year is less than half of the past. If we don't capture Baigu City, are we waiting to starve to death?"
A question that doesn't need to be thought about at all. The food produced this year cannot even reach half of previous years. On the premise that the food in previous years was barely enough, a group of old and weak people had to be given up.
In the current environment, if we don't attack Baigu City, we will just wait for tribe after tribe to starve to death.
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The next day, Mo Cheng directly found an open space, planted the flag, and waited there.
Tu Shan pretended to leave the matter to him, so Mo Cheng didn't take care of it. Anyway, for him, the purpose of soldiers and horses was to follow behind and harvest people's heads. If there were no soldiers and horses accompanying them, it would only be the extent that some chores needed to be done by himself. .
But the flag was put up early in the morning, and hundreds of people had already gathered before noon.
They were all students and good family members who fought against the enemy with Mo Cheng yesterday. After asking around, they found out that as early as yesterday after Mo Cheng went to the city lord's mansion for a banquet, Tu Shansu took Bao Lian's head to various families who had a blood feud with Bao Lian. Everyone told Mo Cheng that he was gathering people, and if he wanted to know his background, he could give it a try.
There are heads of people with violent chains as proof, many of whom have experienced it personally, so the number of people who came today directly exceeded a thousand people.
"There are a lot of people."
Mo Cheng took one look and knew that there were too many people, and some of them must not meet his requirements.
"So how does Brother Mo plan to choose?"
"No choice, let them stay on their own." Mo Cheng stood up and looked at the group of soldiers standing in formation under him. Every ten years, Bai Gucheng would go to war with the Wuman in the Jueming Mountains. So it's hard to say anything else about this place. The most basic military training is that even seven or eight-year-old children on the roadside can stand up in line.
"Pick up your weapons and come with me out of the city to fight the witch barbarians."
Without saying anything else, Mo Cheng turned around and walked towards the city gate.
"Brother Mo, those soldiers haven't received their horses and armor yet..."
"There is no need for war horses. There are thousands of people here, and the war horses I captured are only a few hundred. It is a troublesome thing to give them to anyone. There is no need for armor. Anyway, we have to eliminate a group of people today. Let's see who can. Survive the battlefield.”
Mo Cheng looked back and saw that there were still many people who were stunned and did not follow him. He gave a final reminder loudly, "If there are still people who have not followed me out of the city within fifty breaths after I leave the city gate, they can go back and forth wherever they go." .”
After saying that, he no longer paid attention to the people behind him, but Mo Cheng said to Tu Shansuo: "I estimate that this trip should be able to kill a lot of people, so let's keep three hundred as elite soldiers."
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