The World’s Strongest Legion System

"Hey," the one-eyed bandit shrank his neck and giggled, but there was no sign of belief in his eyes.

Look at the copper token again, this thing is the standard token of the Dayou Army, only ten commanders and above have it, not only the position on it, but also the level of cultivation.

"Li Wenhao, the leader of the Fire Crow Army, is a quasi-third-rank general."

Wang Le nodded slightly, and put away the jade badge and token. This kid is the masked man.

He used to wonder why a sentinel captain could be so powerful, but now he fully understands that this kid came here to investigate the military situation in person.

This also explains why there are so many Dayou troops at the foot of the mountain.

It's impossible for a few sentries, but for a son of Lord Hou, a leader is definitely worth it.

"Take off this guy's armor and put it on for me, and find his weapon too." Wang Le said coldly.

"Boss, do you want to pretend to be the captain of the Great Youbing?" The two thieves didn't know the words on the token, so they thought they were ordinary sentinel commanders.

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up!" Wang Le urged impatiently, taking advantage of the opportunity to stomp the head of the corpse on the ground.

When you're done, find a dagger and start shaving.

If there is no shaving cream, the blood from the corpse is used instead, not to mention, it is quite easy to use.

"Hurry up, dress up the leader, it's definitely okay to look like this, let's change it up too, and go along with it."

The two thieves were not very stupid, they quickly understood what Wang Le meant, and with the hope of escaping, they became much more agile.

After putting on the armor for Wang Le and finding the long spear that Li Wenhao used earlier, he hurriedly began to change his clothes.

Wang Le put on the armor and tried it on. Although there were many holes and bloodstains, it still fit the armor in general. When he picked up the spearman and sank it, it weighed a hundred catties.

"Ding, I found a fourth-tier Xuanbing three-pointed Golden Crow Spear, which increases the power of combat skills by 10%!"

"Good weapon!"

Wang Le admired loudly, stroking the spear with both hands, loving it, knowing in his heart that weapons are the second life for generals, and they will not leave easily.

So Li Wenhao disguised himself and changed everything, except his own black soldier.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" The black spear shook, emitting black light all over the sky, like a giant python devouring people.

The spear is really long, more than three meters, and has three points. In addition to the main spear point, there are crescent-shaped spear points on the left and right sides.

Wang Le's eyes turned cold, and the spear in his hand swayed several gun flowers, and stabbed in front of him.

"Puff," the two bandits who were changing their armor were not in a hurry to dodge, they didn't even make a scream, and were instantly torn in half by the mysterious soldiers.

"Ding, kill two bandits, get 20 Qi and Blood Pills, 200 Marching Pills, and a can of Fat Boy Water."

"When you arrive at the Palace of the King of Hell, don't forget to report my name, Li Wenhao."

Wang Le in the past, Li Wenhao in the present, holding the blood-stained Xuanbing three-pointed Golden Crow Spear in his hand, expressionless.

He wiped the tip of the gun on the corpse, then looked around, but found no other survivors, and then strode down the mountain.

After walking for a while, he sat down on a big rock by the side of the road, with a long gun stuck to one side, took out a long knife across his knee, and wiped it gently with his sleeve.

Looking down the mountain from here.

The large black soldiers climbed along the steep mountain road, forming a winding black line, not far from here.

Picking up the long knife, it is a little dazzling in the morning sun.

"噗," a stream of blood spilled out, and the long knife opened a shallow gash on the neck.

Li Wenhao lifted the armor, tore off a long strip of white cloth from the hem of his underwear, wrapped it around his neck, covered the wound, and also covered his chin.

There is no way, the beard is freshly shaved.

Although he and Li Wenhao look almost exactly the same, and their height and body shape are almost the same, there are still some subtle differences after all.

Ordinary soldiers can't see it, but people who are familiar with Li Wenhao will always find some clues, whether he can get past it, to be honest, he has no idea.

Moreover, according to the information in Wang Beard's memory, the situation of the Fire Raven Army is very complicated.

The Fire Raven Army is not a regular army, but a miscellaneous army composed of death row prisoners, slaves, and refugees.

There are 3,000 soldiers in the army. Except for the limited military salary, the daily necessities are all based on the conquest and capture, and they support themselves.

Although Li Wenhao is the seventh son of the Marquis of Qingyang, he is only a bastard after all. In this world, a bastard has no status at all.

The Fire Crow Army also has a deputy commander named Zhang Fugui, who is said to be the younger brother of the eldest lady of the Hou family, who controls the money, food, military pay and half of the troops, and doesn't take Li Wenhao seriously at all.

So, even if he can get through, this Zhang Fugui will bring him a lot of trouble.

"I hate trouble!"

Li Wenhao took out Fat Boy's water and took a sip. At this time, he should be quiet.

"Woohoo," a chubby little wolf dog ran out of the grass, staring eagerly at the fat house water in Li Wenhao's hand, wagging its little tail happily.

"Where's the little dirt dog? It's grown into a ball, get out!" Li Wenhao kicked it away, disgusted.

"Woohoo," the little guy fell into the grass, and crawled out with a disheveled face, his little eyes were full of shock, and then he showed his angry little milk teeth.

"You are blind, but you are a divine beast. Believe it or not, it will bite you to death, so angry!"

"Ding, the night wolf lion beast was kicked away by the host, and its loyalty continues to decline. It is expected to disappear in five minutes."

"I'll go, poof!"

Li Wenhao couldn't hold it back, and sprayed out a mouthful of Fat Boy's water, staring at the little dog with bared teeth in shock.

"System, you call this a beast mount, so small?"

"Ding, the system is matching according to the host's current strength, no problem!"

"You mean, my current strength is worthy of such a big beast?" Li Wenhao was shocked.

"Ding, Night Wolf Lion Beast, its loyalty continues to decline. It is estimated that it will disappear in three minutes."

"System, let's discuss it. I think it's okay to give me a beast the size of a pony."

"System, let's be reasonable, it's really too young, let alone me, my son doesn't have a game, and it's estimated that the grandchildren will be able to ride." Li Wenhao argued hard.

"Ding, the night wolf lion beast is about to disappear."

"You're so cruel!" Li Wenhao was a hungry tiger, hugged the little guy in his arms, and smiled like a chrysanthemum: "Little cutie, I just made a little joke, good boy, give me a hug!"

However, the little chubby just ignored him, turned his head angrily, and gave him a round butt, and the little milk tooth still bit his hand hard, it was too cruel.

"Don't be angry, look at what I have in my hand, sweet water, it's delicious."

The little guy stopped baring his teeth, and looked at the fat water that opened in front of him, his little eyes were full of curiosity.

First I sniffed it with my nose, then stuck out my little tongue to lick it, and my little eyes lit up immediately.

With a sound of "Aw," he sat like a human child, holding Fat Boy's water in his little paws, and drank it in small sips.

Little Fatty drank happily, and the wolf's tail wagged and whined, and made a whining sound.

Li Wenhao sat down on the ground and patted his chest with lingering fear: "I'm scared to death!"