019 development plan

"Try about the situation in the forest," Silester asked the ghost.

Agui quickly described the situation in the forest, the disciplined wolf group, the extensive axe camp, and the pest-like mad warrior team. As for other forces except for the few small tribes closest to the beach, the ghost did not say much, and he didn't say anything about the cloudy predictions of the female patriarch of the axe camp. .

"Ghost, do you think we can grab the land of the Berserker?" Sirester asked.

A dozen mad warriors are all a soft persimmon. Except for these 14 mad warriors, there is not even a high-ranking warrior in the woodland. In addition, their perennial disasters have caused the hearts of the territory to fluctuate. As long as people who are normal thinking will consider eating this land.

"Master, I don't agree to fight with the Berserker!" Before the ghost spoke, Zaro stopped him, "The Berserkers are excellent senior soldiers, and they even surpassed the senior soldiers after their madness. With our manpower, if we stand with them, the whole army will definitely be destroyed. If we are chased by them again, even this beach may not be able to keep it!"

"I don't think we have to worry about those mad warriors," Agui sat quietly next to him and said, "If you decide to take this territory, I can solve them alone!"

Agui's words surprised Lao Ge and Zaro, and even Bogart looked at Agui in surprise.

Berserkers have always been the top arms in the infantry. In the history of the mainland, there have been more examples of Berserkers winning more than once, and even hundreds of people can beat tens of thousands of people to escape in confusion! In everyone's impression, the final result of fighting with the same number of warriors and Berserkers must be a Berserker victory!

Zaro sighed in his heart and heard that the Berserker has disappeared on the mainland. It seems that the mainlanders no longer remember the strength of the Berserker. This ghost may be very powerful, but he has to solve a Berserker team alone, which is too crazy!

Silestor trusts the ghost very much. So far, the ghost hasn't let him down. "Then I'm worried about whether we can occupy that territory after solving them!" If according to the ghost, there are dozens of small tribes in the forest, there will be at least thousands of exiles, which is a force that cannot be ignored!"

"The people there hate the mad warriors very much, so I guess we can temporarily deter them after flattening the mad warriors, but this time will certainly not be too long. There are many exiles and desperate people. They may not be afraid of us!" The ghost said coldly.

"As long as we can occupy them temporarily, the mad warriors can rule them by violence. Why should we be good people? Tough means are necessary in troubled times. Since we can wipe out the mad warriors, it won't be a problem to wipe out a few rebellious villages, right? Lao Ge's thinking is completely drifting, and his ideas are not limited by so many moral scales.

"Violence can't last long, otherwise they will definitely hate us like the haters," Silester said silently for a moment. "At that time, we need to unite with the other two forces and use their advantages to develop ourselves. These exiles all want to live a stable life. We just need to give them peace. With a fixed life and tough means, I think these people will obey us honestly!"

"Ha ha, high, really high!" Lao Ge Tian shamelessly gave a thumbs up and threw a lot of flattery. "The adult is really smart. With a soft and hard two-prong, these exiles can still jump out of the palm of the adult's hand!" I believe that adults can raise our strength to a new height and overshadow the other two families in just a few years!"

Silester obviously did not disgusted with such flattery and continued, "Of course, we have to make a good plan. We only have about 200 people to occupy a territory of thousands of people. Maybe we will really capp the ship... You go down first. I'll think about it. I'll give you a development plan tomorrow!"

Several people came out and looked at each other and smiled. Lao Ge ran to continue training his low-level exiles, while Zaro and Bogart went to continue to train the warriors. Only the ghost turned around bored and ran back to the woods.

The next day, four people gathered in Slester's room, and today Slester will announce his plan.

Although according to the identity of Xileste, his plan does not need to be discussed with his subordinates at all, but now the camp is shallow, and the only masters are Agui and Bogart's team. They are likely to become a piece of fat in the eyes of other tribes!

"We are going to have a one-year cultivation!" The first step of Silesthe's plan was not to attack but cultivation, which made several people listen to it. This was calm before the storm. It seems that Silester was planning to make a big storm.

"During this period, Lao Ge and Zaro continue to complete the training, and your goal is to take your men to a higher level! Bogart, you have to select a group of elites for special training, and you'd better train them into a qualified mercenary regiment! Ghost, you don't have a training task for the time being. I need you to continue to walk around in the woods. On the one hand, you have a good relationship with the wolf group and the axe camp. On the other hand, you have to find a way to cooperate with them. We can't survive in isolation in the future. We must establish a win-win relationship with these forces, so that we can stabilize that territory!"

After this meeting, the whole camp started to operate quickly. The biggest advantage of the exiles is absolute obedience when they have no strength. The difficulty of Lao Ge and Zaro in training has increased significantly. Bogart took his team around picking people. They screened a camp according to the standards of conscription and found more than 30 potential warriors and exiles to concentrate on training.

Agui only stayed in the camp for one day and then got into the woods again. This time, he wanted to be a messenger and spy and began to seriously penetrate into the various forces in the woods!

Casper is a senior samurai. He organized a small tribe with several brothers to live in the woods. At this time, the senior samurai and several of his brothers were hanged on a tree, and a group of more than 20 bandits attacked their camp!

"Damn dog thief, when I have a chance, I will definitely kill you!" Kasba cursed angrily. At this time, his harmonious camp seemed to have been trampled by a bison herd. The bandits searched one by one and threw useful things outside the house and piled them together. These were all their trophies!

"You'd better save your energy," a bandit who guarded them came to Kasba's side, took out a knife and cut a knife on Kasba's scarred body. "Our boss said, and I'll give you a knife if you scold him. Let's see how long you can scold!"

The piercing pain made Kasba's face pale, but he refused to stop cursing. After a while, his body had been cut several big cuts, and blood flowed down his thighs, gradually dripping into a small watershed under his feet!

"You are also a man. I'd better give you a ride..." Looking at Kasba, who stared at him resentfully, the bandits finally became impatient and raised their knives and pricked them in his chest!

A splash of blood on Kasba's head, but it was not himself who died this time. A silver light flashed on the bandit in front of him, and then his head suddenly came down!

Kasba, who was already a little unclear, tried to open his eyes wide. Dimly, he seemed to see a faint dark shadow flashing into the camp, but when he looked carefully, there was nothing! If it weren't for the twitching body in front of him, Kasba couldn't believe that he would have picked up another life!

The bandits in the camp were not so lucky. First, some scattered bandits fell inexplicably, and then the bandits on the open space stopped breathing one by one. Kasba bit his tongue fiercely and tried to make himself more awake, but in the blood blurred vision, it seemed that there was a The wandering ghost is silently harvesting the lives of the bandits. After a while, except for a few masters resting in the hut, all these bandits have been slaughtered!

It's not difficult to kill, and it's even easier to assassinate with the stealth of the Ye clan. The ghost walked around the camp again and confirmed that more than a dozen bandits resting outside had died before they appeared.

Kasba thought that he had seen some senior samurai of the world, but he never thought that anyone could suddenly come out of the dark corner like a shadow. The ghost quietly walked to Kasba, with a few drops of blood hanging on the mocking mask, like a devil who had just eaten flesh and blood, proudly. Smiling ferociously.

"How many others do they have? Are they all in the hut?"

"Yes! Less than ten people live in the remaining rooms!" Kasba looked at the thin figure in front of him with hope.

Masks, black clothes, and the haunted killing techniques, aren't these legendary ghost assassins specializing in assassination?

Agui nodded and walked slowly to the first hut. There were still five huts left in the camp, so that there would never be too many people in each room.

The silver-bright ranger knife is like the fangs of death. The ghost stood at the door of the hut with the knife. After breathing gently for a few times, he suddenly lifted the grass curtain and rushed in. There was almost no fights and shouts. The grass curtain at the door just flashed a few times and was lifted by the ghost. Except for a drop of blood dripping on the ranger's knife, Ah The ghost seemed to come out without doing anything after entering.

Lifting the grass curtain, entering and coming out, the ghost repeats this series of actions like a sophisticated machine. Kasba doesn't know what happened after the ghost enters, but every time the ghost comes out, the ranger knife is dripping blood, presumably the guy in the room will not feel good.

These huts are full of high-level warriors! Kasba clearly remembered that when the bandits rushed into the camp, he and the brothers around him could not deal with the senior warriors among the bandits at all, but now those vicious senior warriors were like a group of sleeping hens, which were taken out by a cunning little fox, one nest after another.

After walking through several rooms, the ghost came to the tree and slowly put down the hanging few people. Fortunately, they were only hung up by the bandits for about a day. Although everyone was injured, several people persisted.