The World’s Strongest Legion System

"Line up, the two teams on the left will go to Mocheng to settle down, and the rest will receive living supplies and go to the military camp to the north for a temporary stay.

Wait until tomorrow, register your account, and then arrange your specific residence! "

Tens of thousands of soldiers of the Langya Army maintained order with loudspeakers. Rows of tables were placed on the side of the road, with quilts, tea, etc. prepared in advance, and the steaming steamed buns were still steaming.

On the teleportation platform, two teleportation gates to Mocheng opened simultaneously, and the fire dwarves lined up to enter one by one. Compared with when they entered the space crack before, they felt much more at ease now.

Suddenly a light flashed, and Yi Lianna, Wu Jiaojiao, Wang Xiaoyou, and several maids came out from the light gate.

"Let's go to His Majesty's residence and give him a surprise." Yi Lianna had a smirk at the corner of her mouth, rather than giving a surprise, she might as well say that she wanted to check the post.

"Sister-in-law, you see so many red babies, much cuter than my stupid brother!" Wang Xiaoyou took Wu Jiaojiao's hand, very surprised.

She has a very good relationship with Wu Jiaojiao now. In Xuan Ziyi's words, the little witch has found her relatives.

"Four-armed dwarves? Didn't they disappear in the War of the Ancients? Where did the eldest brother find them?" Wu Jiaojiao held the camera in her hand and covered her mouth in surprise.

Then take pictures quickly, and do the work that the little spy should do with due diligence.

At this time, Li Wenhao didn't know that his wife brought her sister to check the post, and she was in a good mood to entertain a dozen old fire dwarves in the hall of the City Lord's Mansion.

Qiao Momo and Fu Baichuan were still present at the scene. There was no other way. Fu Baichuan was called by him, and Qiao Momo couldn't drive him away.

Wearing a brand new purple robe, Li Wenhao pointed to a system tank in the middle of the room, and said in a deep voice: "Patriarch Dulu, this is my Langya's secret weapon tank.

And the starship you just saw, I wonder if it can be imitated? "

A group of little old men with red beards climbed up and down around the tank, dancing excitedly. As a branch of the dwarves who are best at manufacturing, they are naturally most interested in forging and machinery.

One of the old men with the longest beard hugged the black gun barrel of the tank, and licked it with his tongue.

He seemed very satisfied with the taste of the barrel, and nodded his head straight: "General, except for these two dark matter cannons, we can manufacture other parts."

"It's really dirty!" Joe silently covered his mouth with a handkerchief, trying not to show his disgust. On the one hand, he couldn't stand the smell of these red dwarves, and on the other hand, he was surprised by the tank in front of him.

Let alone such a weapon, she had never even heard of it.

"How about the starship? Can it be imitated?" Li Wenhao walked down the steps and walked quickly.

This old man is the patriarch of the fire dwarves. His name is very long, but it is called Dulu if he is more concise. He is also the only quasi-eighth-rank fire dwarf.

The level of fire dwarves is generally not high, most of them are below the third level, but there are no ordinary people, and the newborn full moon is the first level, which is a bit like a mysterious beast.

"Flagships are not good, ordinary starships can be tried, but it will take time." Dulu nodded, talking about mechanical manufacturing, his expression was very serious.

"How long will it take?" Li Wenhao frowned slightly. The dark matter cannon could not be imitated. He was prepared in his heart, and the key was the starship.

Dulu thought for a while and said, "It will take half a year at the earliest. After all, all the machines we have built are underground, and this is the first time we have flown in the sky."

"Half a year?"

The second avatar touched his chin and nodded: "Okay, half a year or half a year, I accept you as the first deputy director of the Langya National Research Institute, you can ask me anything you need.

As for your clansmen, you can rest assured that all of them enjoy the treatment of artisans, and all their food, clothing, housing and transportation are covered by the state. "

"Thanks, Your Majesty!"

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, we will make a prototype as soon as possible!"

"Whoa, finally a good day."

Dulu, and a group of little old men, excitedly lay down on the ground to salute, and even cried aloud.

For thousands of years, they have lived fearfully. In the dangerous world of the ancient battlefield, they are in danger of being exterminated at any time.

From now on, they finally don't have to worry about it anymore, and they can live freely under the sun.

"Get up!"

Li Wenhao felt uncomfortable when he saw a group of elderly people crying on the ground.

Although the universe is big, it is so small for weak races that it is difficult to find a place to live.

This is the law of survival of the universe, cold, ruthless, but fair.

It is fair because it is the same for all races. If you want to survive, you can only strengthen yourself.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Dulu and the others wiped away their tears and stood up.

"Buzzing buzzing," black crows popped out of half of them.

"It's late today, go down and rest!" Li Wenhao nodded. These old people are all above the fifth rank. He is already very satisfied that half of them can be called system members when they meet for the first time.

"Your Majesty, the expeditionary force is about to leave. Is it true that too many troops have been sent to the ancient battlefield in the past few days?"

When Dulu and the others left with the prototype tank, Fu Baichuan put on an old face and cupped his fists.

"I know that after these 300,000 savages are sent over, they won't send any more troops in the short term."

Li Wenhao waved his hands and sat back down. Now he felt more and more that Fu Baichuan had the shadow of Wei Zheng.

Whenever you are in a good mood, come to add to the block.

Li Wenhao accepted the suggestion, but Qiao Momo was not happy to be on the sidelines. He poured a cup of tea for Li Wenhao himself, and said unhurriedly: "Master Military Advisor, the ancient battlefield is much more important than the small planes of Dylan. How about sending more troops? up?

Besides, Langya is invincible in the Eastern Continent, and millions of troops are going to suppress the bandits?

Instead of being idle, it is better to go to the ancient battlefield to gain benefits for the empire. "

"Presumptuous, this is our Langya country's internal affairs, how can you, an outsider, intervene?" Fu Baichuan shouted angrily, holding a straight bar in his hand, as if he wanted to eat people.

"Your Majesty, look at him!" Qiao was startled silently, and immediately hid behind Li Wenhao.

Li Wenhao, one head and two big, angrily pulled Qiao Momo out from behind: "Who made you interrupt, hurry up and apologize to the military adviser!"

"No, I won't apologize, I'm not wrong!" Qiao silently raised his neck, unwilling to give in.

"Your Majesty, is it so lively here?" Just then, a pleasant female voice sounded from the door.

With a straight face, Yi Lianna walked in with Wu Jiaojiao and other girls, and the little fox Tutu followed timidly.

After she was sent, she hid outside and ate pastries, but was caught by Wang Xiaoyou.

"Daddy!" Wang Xiaoyou rushed up in a gust of wind, rushing into Li Wenhao's arms.

"Queen!" Fu Baichuan was happy, his old face blooming with a smile.

"Sister!" Qiao Momo turned pale, and subconsciously moved a step to the side.