The black dragon curled up in a ball, its wings and tail closed tightly, but its eyes did not sleep, like the night and scarlet eyes shining in the dark curtain.

    Caesar knew very well that the higher dead like negendro had abandoned the emotional cognition of living creatures, so it was impossible for him to swear allegiance just by meeting and saying a few words. Even if allegiance was just a lie, they had to be really convinced.

    A war is inevitable.

    And this is what Caesar is happy to see.

    For the current black dragon, the source of troops is no longer a problem. The focus is on how to tame these evil clans into a whole and integrate them into a real Legion.

    The previous means of human training the army will not work here. The biggest feature of the evil race is disorganization and undisciplined. Maybe they will converge in front of the Black Dragon Lord, but whenever Caesar leaves, these guys will immediately return to their original shape.

    Even killing them is useless. The attribute of chaos has been implanted into the bone marrow when they were created. There is a common slang in the earth world - "nature cannot be taken away", which is applicable to all races of eradia.

    So Caesar thought about it and couldn''t find a good way to solve this problem. He could only let these guys experience the baptism of war. In the forging of blood and death, he made the scattered broken iron into a complete weapon and twisted them into a rope to form a true combat effectiveness.

    This is also the reason why Caesar still chose to let the Black Knight negendro leave when he guessed what the dead might do. He can''t take such a group of monsters to attack the green dragon Sylvia. The other party has a battle experienced Green City Army. Doing so is tantamount to going to death.

    The enemy will not give him a third chance to turn the table once he fails.

    So before that, Caesar must choose a less powerful opponent as a sharpener to temper his army and let them try their hands to know what a real large-scale war is and how to deal with it.

    Only in this way, his monster soldiers will have a chance to compete with the Green City Army in the future.

    ……

    As expected, the army of the dead arrived as scheduled.

    It was an overwhelming sea of corpses, stretching into an endless sea of bones. The surging unwise skeletons became the main force of the tide of the dead, dotted with corpses, witches, grievances, stone ghosts and even death knights.

    They came to the edge of the northern field, but did not attack immediately, but gathered in the distance. The Black Knight stood still, as if he was waiting for something.

    The scouting jackals had reported the situation, but Caesar wanted to see it for himself, so Hogg and gal followed him through the black branch forest to a sandstone slope.

    The strong black dragon half stood up and looked down at the almost endless sea of bones. He knew how to accurately estimate the number of people.

    "More than 10000."

    After observing for a while, Caesar said that most of them were some low combat effectiveness mindless skeletons, but there were also many powerful undead mixed with them, and there were also casters.

    "I think so, your majesty."

    Hogg said and pointed out: "the forward is an enhanced skeleton soldier, equipped with a long sword and bone shield, and equipped with bone arrows for long-range attack. The right wing is a corpse witch, and the left wing is a grievance spirit. Most of them know some minor spells, about 2000 each."

    "The number of undead is twice that of evil race."

    Caesar said that from a distance, those high-level undead are no different from human beings. They are wearing steel helmets and blood marks on their broken cloak.

    "Yes, but the combat effectiveness of the undead is generally low. It can''t be compared with the evil relatives of adults. The quantitative advantage can''t help them win a victory."

    Gal smacked his mouth and said that after seeing the more terrible green city legion, the orcs were not afraid to face this battle.

    "What do you say? Can you defeat the Legion of the dead?"

    "Easy," replied the orc commander.

    "But it also needs blood."

    Hogg added: "but I guess that''s exactly what your majesty wants. After forging and testing in this war, the underground race can kill back to Aladia."

    When the black dragon returned to his nest, it was almost dawn, and the light in the dark area reappeared, but it was still gray, and a dark wind blew in the north.

    The trench around the family camp has been half excavated. The woods are full of wild boar people. They are cutting branches from black branch trees and cutting them into spikes to stand outside the trench.

    In Caesar''s view, similar fortifications are unnecessary. They are not fighting with humans. The other side is the undead who are not afraid of pain and threat. These things have little value.

    However, as a wonderful flower in the dark area, the boar people are very different from other clans in diligence and caution. They will not stop and rest in the unprotected camp. All boar people, without exception, insist that fortifications must be built.

    The Black Dragon Lord let them go.

    They don''t fight well, but they may have untapped engineering talents.

    Caesar thought, and then said to the boar leader, "Pavel, let your people stop and rest, and the dead are ready to go to war."

    "Well, your majesty, the soldiers are eager to bleed."

    So far, the performance of the boar clan is fairly good. Pafar has a higher status in the heart of the black dragon than the strong clan leaders such as scorpion lion and dog demon. The boar people respond quickly, are not tired, and are tireless in all details, which may be of great use in the future.

    Soon, Caesar gathered his family members. He remembered the name of each clan leader under his command - the evil race. After joining Caesar, the leader had to go to the black dragon''s nest every three days to state the recent situation of the clan one by one and report it to the Black Dragon Lord.

    Because he often went to the settlements of different clans to inspect, Caesar could roughly know the specific conditions of these guys.

    The monsters soon gathered, and the clan leader arrived at the black dragon''s nest and knelt before their master.

    "If the dead want war, we''ll give them war."

    When the people were together, the black dragon, which was hidden in the dark and strong enough to be scary, slowly said, "take the initiative to attack. I want you to attack tonight under the cover of night."

    "But they have skeleton dogs and casters, your majesty."

    "Oh?"

    Caesar stared at many clan leaders under his command, and his scarlet eyes swam among them: "are you afraid?"

    "My king."

    The leader of the war lizard man stood up and said, "let''s solve those peripheral whistles. They are not scouts, but a pile of barely moving bones."

    "We can too." the twisted earth digger put in his mouth.

    "That''s it."

    The black dragon agreed: "you attack from three sides, the war lizard and the digger are the forwards, and the scorpion lion and the grey horse are sent out from the left and right."

    "Dog demon tribe, you claim to be the strongest. Well, the most difficult task is up to you."

    Caesar glanced at the clan leaders and began to assign tasks: "I want you to break through the middle road in a wedge-shaped queue."

    ……

    "Go, let me see if you are as fearless and strong as you boasted when you joined the black dragon Corps."

    Next, Caesar watched the clan leaders spend an hour finalizing all the details, agreeing on joint strategies, arranging assistance and support, and how to deal with emergencies.

    In this process, the black dragon remained silent throughout the whole process. He wanted to see how much he could do in the face of war with the wisdom of these guys.

    Finally, the clan leaders left with orders and waited for the dark curtain to fall.