Lord Survival: My Shelter in Crocodile Territory

Wang Shuo looked at the more than 200 archers in front of him and went directly to Gong Kai.

This tool man who followed Wang Shuo from the beginning has now grown into a level 26 archer.

Wang Shuo patted his shoulder, looked at his cold face, and planned to entrust him with an important task.

Compared with Gong Zheng's big and strong body, this third brother has a much more handsome face. Wang Shuo didn't pay much attention to him before, but now he felt that this guy was a little handsome.

"Gong Kai, I decided to set up an archer unit and let you lead it. Do you have confidence?" Wang Shuo carefully observed the expression on his face, and soon, he showed a hint of disappointment.

"Yes. Lord!" Gong Kai's face did not change much.

Sure enough, awakening self-awareness is too difficult, and even some changes in expression are not easy.

He looked at the bandits and instantly felt that they were much luckier than these tool men.

In fact, what Wang Shuo didn't know was that these bandits had paid a huge price before becoming bandits to obtain such a profession.

In Lord Zak's script, no one can get something for nothing.

"This certificate of transfer of military officers is for you to use. I hope you can train a second ace force for the territory."

"I will definitely live up to the trust of the lord!" Gong Kai bowed and clasped his fists, and responded loudly.

"Gong Kai, where are you?" Wang Shuo turned his head and looked at Gong Kai who was on guard.

"I am here."

"I plan to set up a black mountain bandit army, and you will be responsible for the command. Do you have confidence?" Wang Shuo still trusted the few people who followed him the earliest.

"Don't worry, lord, I will do my best and die!"

Although Gong Kai spoke clearly, he still had no expression on his face.

Similarly, he gave him a certificate of transfer of military officers.

Neither of these two troops has the support of the Legion Order, and the command power of the two is only 10 points, which is not enough to control the entire army, but Wang Shuo has no choice but to make do with it.

Wait until all the captives are naturalized.

He assigned the captive infantry to Baili Liang.

Wang Shuo checked the loyalty.

A surprised expression appeared on his face. The average loyalty of the bandits was 78 points, and the loyalty of the archers was 75 points.

This was far beyond Wang Shuo's expectations. He initially estimated that it would be good to have 70 points. It seems that a series of deterrent measures have played a preliminary effect.

After all, at this time, there are still hundreds of cavalrymen around the square, ready to deal with possible riots at any time.

For the previously set policy that loyalty must be 95% before joining the army, it seems that there is no way to implement it now.

But Wang Shuo still thought of a way, that is, those who do not meet the loyalty standard will be treated as reserves.

He will not be assigned important combat tasks.

Only when the loyalty reaches the standard can they be regarded as the main force of the territory and be dispatched to perform important combat tasks.

After arranging these, Wang Shuo looked up at the sky.

The scorching sun was setting in the west, and it was still early for dusk.

Now there are two most important things to do.

First, go to Qingmu Village to plunder the spoils.

Second, use troops against Fengze Village.

Wang Shuo has no habit of swallowing his anger. People have already hit his doorstep. If he does not fight back, he will become a joke.

Of course, more importantly, he originally disliked Zhao Tianze. He threatened him in the novice trial, and now he is even more arrogant and dares to make trouble at his doorstep.

New hatred and old grudges, Wang Shuo and him are irreconcilable.