According to the Dogurand command system, if the commander of a thousand men dies in a team of thousands, the deputy will take over the command, and if the deputy is also killed like now, the centurion will take over.

However, it is no longer a question of who replaces him, but Lugo has shown his crushing strength, and no one dares to go up.

Even if someone really dares to stand up, it is just a matter of killing one more person for Lugo, or in a few seconds, whoever will be killed will die.

What's even more terrifying is that Lugo is not an ordinary murderer, he is digging out his heart when he comes up, the picture is very impactful, and people who are not afraid of death will be worried when they see it.

In the face of absolute strength, the soldiers next to them were quickly intimidated by the momentum and consciously put down their weapons and retreated.

A soldier hung his head and asked in a trembling voice, "Lord Lugo, you... What do you want to do next..."

Lugo wiped the blood on his clothes, looked at the people below, and said heavily, "As I said earlier, this is an opportunity to change your future life, and it is very likely to be the only chance in this life. ”

"If any of you make it clear to me - I'm sorry, I admit that I didn't plant, I'm just a waste, I'm willing to be a garbage for the rest of my life, this life is good now, there is no need to change - then you can find a place to hide in the mine, I will not be embarrassed."

"But if you still have a little bit of hard work in your hearts, you are not satisfied with what is in front of you, you don't want to see other people's faces alive from now on, but you want to pinch your fate in your own hands-"

Lugo raised his fist high, his body becoming incomparably majestic in the sunlight cast by the entrance of the cave, and his voice was like a bell: "Then today, this is the opportunity given to you by the gods!" Do you want to seize this opportunity to change your life, or do you want to continue to live like a mouse in a dark corner? The future is up to you! ”

As Lugo had said before, those who would come to the northern mines, whether slaves or soldiers, were losers of their own class.

Needless to say, soldiers have a little bit of blood, and they will definitely be dissatisfied when they are assigned to this kind of wild place, and they will only be content with the status quo if they have no chance to reverse their fate.

Slaves have been oppressed all year round and do not have such a strong sense of resistance, but for them, there is no so-called "retreat" in life.

Anyway, they are all slaves to be slaughtered, no matter how bad they are in the future, how bad can they be? Failure is just death, and success is a change of life.

In this kind of time when there is no way out, as long as you start thinking about the future, ambition and desire are ignited, and the faint flame will turn into a monstrous fire in a short time, burning all over the heart.

I don't know who took the lead, and one after another the crowd began to pound Lugo in the chest, and the dull sound echoed through the pit.

Lugo hammered his chest hard, greeted everyone, and then turned to the soldiers next to him and said: "Open the munitions depot and stables, those who can ride horses, those who can't ride horses, take swords, if there are not enough weapons, let them carry the pickaxe, everyone follow me, move!" ”

...

There were originally about 40,000 people in the entire northern mining area, and in the end, more than 30,000 people came out with Lugo, as well as nearly 10,000 slaves and more than 100 soldiers.

The northern mining area is not a military base, and the ordnance is naturally limited, with only more than 300 horses in the stables, ridden by relatively skilled soldiers, which can be cobbled together by three cavalry hundreds.

There were less than 2,000 sets of individual ordnance such as armor and sword soldiers in the northern mining areas, and they were distributed to all soldiers and some of the sturdy slaves.

The remaining slaves could only suffer a little grievance, and went into battle with stone-smashing pickaxes and cotton clothes.

Lugo led a large army through the valley, he was a man of military books, very strategic, relying directly on the mountains as a cover, and made a great detour around the edge of the ice field, directly to a high ground in the rear of the enemy.

Previously, everyone had only heard Lugo's dictation that the troops of the remnants of the Six Kings had invaded the border, and they had no idea about its size.

Lugo himself only glimpsed the corner of the battlefield from the observation post, thinking that the other side was a free army of about thousands, at most tens of thousands.

However, when everyone arrived here and had a panoramic view of the highlands and ice fields, the scene in front of them shocked everyone.

As far as the eye can see, the ice field is full of people, swords and soldiers, and the saber-toothed tiger banner spreads to the end of the horizon, like a huge carpet covering the vast ice field.

One of the soldiers, whose face turned pale, said in a trembling voice, "What's the situation... That's hundreds of thousands! How can there be so many barbarians here?! ”

This amount surprised Lugo too, but compared to the horror of the others, his face was uncontrollable ecstasy, the blood on his body seemed to be about to burn, and his eyes were full of madness: "That's it... More come, more more! This is where I atone for my sins! ”

The soldier swallowed his throat and asked in a trembling voice, "Lord Lugo, how is this battle going to be fought?" ”

Although Lugo's blood is boiling, his sanity is still there, and he has been observing the deployment of the enemy's formation.

He looked farthest, stared for a moment, pointed in the direction of the horizon and said, "See there?" It was the enemy's front army, and unlike the neat banners in the rear, their front army flags were very chaotic, and it was clear that something had broken the line! ”

"Now, the attention of these brutes is ahead, with their butts facing us, like little girls waiting for luck! How am I going to fight, you ask? I'll tell you, just one word - rush! Rush forward, kill everyone who stands in your way, and if you rush out of the enemy line, we will become legends! ”

The soldiers were infected by Lugo's words, and their eyes lit up with war, and one of them asked in a deep voice, "My lord, what if we can't rush out?" ”

Lugo grinned, and the frenzy in his eyes burned like the sun: "Then we will be heroes, buried in the noble cemetery, sung by the troubadours through the ages!" ”

The soldier clenched the weapon in his hand, and his breathing became more and more rapid and hot: "It's better to be a legend than a hero!" ”

The battle intent in Lugo's eyes burned to the extreme, and he rode his horse to run in front of the formation, he raised the long knife in his hand, and the howl resounded throughout the high ground: "Listen to the order! Charge with me! Kill every enemy! Kill every enemy! ”

Lugo turned his horse to look at the battlefield in front of him, he just wanted to shout the "Glory to the Sun" of the Doguland Kingdom Army to boost everyone's morale, but before the words came out of his mouth, he suddenly fell silent in place.

At this moment, many pictures came to Lugo's mind, remembering his chaotic life in the first half of his life, remembering the smooth progress of the noble people he met later, remembering the madness of his anger and becoming red-faced, and thinking of the prayers he prayed day and night in the northern mining area.

The scenes of his past life were like fireworks, burning in Lugo's beating heart, and finally, he stood in the vast ice field where the sun shone, shouting the slogan that changed the history of future generations for thousands of years-

"Glory to my lord!!"