◎A rewarding hunting trip◎
Although he always sat upright on the Hell Horse with a calm look as if everything was under control, Warren was actually very curious about the demons' hunting. He looked around to memorize the route and listened to the conversations of the demon soldiers with his ears perked up.
The entire team galloped for more than an hour. The surroundings were still the same Gobi wilderness, no different from the environment next to the Demon King's Palace, but the morale of the demon soldiers became increasingly high.
Soon, a large lava lake appeared at the end of the Gobi Desert, and a hot breath hit us in the face.
The lava lake was not very deep, and many places had even dried up, revealing the glowing red soil. The dazzling bright red of the lava and the dark red of the soil formed an endless red hell. Warren heard the discussion of the demon soldiers, and they called this place the "lava swamp."
"Although it's dangerous, this is where the most monsters are!" The captain of the magic army, Adela, raised the long sword in his hand, "Now, listen to my orders, divide into five groups on the spot, and we will drive away the monsters!"
Among the many demon soldiers, Adela was not only the best in strength, but also very smart. Although he did not know how to manage others and could only arrange the training plan according to the instructions of the demon king, he also divided the team members into groups.
Of course, he actually didn't understand why they had to be divided into groups. He just thought that the Demon King's approach was definitely the best. As for why they were divided into five groups instead of eight, it was because his current calculation ability could only count to five.
But no matter what, after a few days of training and actual combat, Adela was pleasantly surprised to realize that group operations would not disperse strength, but would make the battle more flexible and maneuverable.
This must be the valuable experience that the king wants to teach them by dividing into teams!
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While he was secretly admiring the Demon King's omniscience and omnipotence, he was happily showing off in the military camp. Feng Mo said, "I understand the hidden test that the King has arranged for us! The King is wise!"
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Warren didn't know that at this moment the captains in the Demon King's army camp were almost scratching their heads to find their own hidden tests. He sat on the horse, watching the demon soldiers rushing towards the lava swamp, and nervously grasped the mane of the hell horse.
The demon soldiers ran to the edge of the lava swamp with their fangs bared, and specifically chose the swamp area with shallow lava and dived in.
Seeing a demon soldier's entire body being swallowed by the swamp, Warren's heart skipped a beat. He almost activated the illusion card he was holding between his fingers, but then he saw the demon soldier's head reappear, with mud on his head and face, and he was laughing heartily.
Warren: “…”
He took a deep breath.
The demon soldiers who left the legion were like huskies on a whirlwind of joy. They turned a blind eye to the white bones everywhere in the lava swamp. They either stomped in the mud or simply plunged into the swamp and rolled around wildly.
Warren rubbed his chin with his fingers and belatedly realized the error in his thinking.
The demon soldiers kept a low profile in front of him and didn't dare to run away from the barracks, so he naturally thought that the demon soldiers were not very strong. However, since they were favored by the former Demon King and recruited into the army, and were still alive and well after experiencing many wars, they could be considered strong men in the Demon Realm.
Perhaps it cannot resist hunger, wild beasts and the oppression of other demons alone, but it can easily deal with a lava swamp.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel half relieved. While he was lost in thought, he saw a huge python several dozen meters long suddenly emerge from the muddy swamp thrown by the demon soldiers.
"It's out!" a demon soldier shouted happily, "The Fire Snake!"
The scales of the fire snake were rough dark red, almost the same color as the swamp, and it was hard to be found even when lying on the surface of the swamp. However, it was already very manic at this time, and was obviously disturbed by the sound and vibration of the magic soldiers fiddling with the mud. It didn't even think about the difference between the enemy and us, and swung its tail to hit the nearest magic soldier.
The demon soldier jumped up nimbly and clung to the scales of the fire snake. His companions beside him grabbed the snake's tail and pulled hard. When the fire snake twisted in pain, another five or six demon soldiers rushed up and quickly chopped off its head.
"Ahhh, the first prey!" The demon soldiers cheered, "A huge fire snake!"
They hurriedly lifted up the prone fire snake and ran out of the lava swamp, throwing the snake to the ground. When returning to the swamp, they deliberately took a long detour and slipped around the side of the Demon King. They didn't dare to get too close because they were dirty, but all of them looked eager for praise. Some of the demons with tails were shaking their tails like rattles.
Warren laughed and nodded encouragingly: "Well done."
The demon soldiers all held their heads high and chests out, trying to remain composed, until they ran back to the lava swamp, finally unable to suppress their excitement, and jumped up and down with loud noises, splashing mud all over each other.
The other demon soldiers who hadn't found their prey yet said sourly: "Humph, the Demon King will praise us later!"
The magma swamp is a forbidden area for most weak demons. The types of demons living here are relatively monotonous, but the number is considerable. After the first fire snake was captured, the demon soldiers successively captured more than a dozen fire snakes of different sizes, but the smallest one was as thick as a bucket and more than ten meters long, a large group of roasted chickens that looked like large flamingos, and lava slimes that almost piled up into a small mountain.
On the final return journey, the amount of spoils was so great that the demon soldiers were all worried about how to bring the prey back. In the end, it was Warren who gave them some advice and told them to use the fire snakes as ropes to string the roasted chickens and lava slimes together. Only then did they return to the camp with difficulty but happiness.
“So many,” the demon soldiers were still in disbelief even though they had captured all the prey themselves. “In the past, even if we had so many demon soldiers from the entire legion go out together, the amount of prey we brought back in a day was not much more than what we get now.”
At that time, the number of demon soldiers in the Demon King's army was almost tens of thousands, but the hunting results were very worrying. Usually, they basically relied on other demons to pay tribute or force other demons to pay tribute to obtain sufficient food. In fact, the demon soldiers did not dare to run away at first, and there was also this reason - they all felt that hunting could not support themselves, and the tribute had to be paid by the Demon King, so even if they were dissatisfied with the new Demon King, they did not leave.
"Not much more than now?" Warren was very surprised to hear this. "How is that possible? How did you hunt in the past?"
The Demon King's army's training program had only started a few days ago. To be sure, there had been some improvement in strength and combat capability, but it was definitely not that exaggerated. Moreover, the hunting team was only one eighth of the current number of demon soldiers, and he, as the Demon King, had not taken any action at all. How could it be that the hunting team was not much different from the previous Demon King's?
If Warren didn't have a good understanding of the demon soldiers and knew that they had not yet learned the advanced skill of lying, he would have suspected that the demon soldiers were deliberately saying that to please him.
The demon soldier who was being questioned was stunned for a moment, turned his head left and right, and confirmed that it was the Demon King who was asking him in person. He was immediately so excited that his face and neck became red, almost the same color as the fire snake on his shoulder: "Ah, Ah——"
After finally calming down his excitement, the demon soldier finally found his voice and recalled the past hunts. He gestured with his hands and described: "It was a large-scale hunt. The previous demon king released pressure to drive the monsters out. Then the previous demon king gave an order and we went to hunt and kill them together. If we caught them, we would take them back."
Warren: “…”
He repeated incredulously: "Your army is approaching the border, but you don't set traps or encirclement. Instead, you drive all the monsters out, and then chase them while they run?"
There's no way he could catch up with them! The previous demon king kept so many demon soldiers, but he actually used them as hunting dogs?
The demon soldier scratched his head in embarrassment. He had never thought that there was anything wrong with the previous demon king's hunting method, and was even shocked by the former demon king's powerful strength. However, after a few days of training and participating in this hunt, he thought back to the previous hunt and felt that he was a bit stupid for foolishly following the army.
However, at that time, countless demons offered food as tribute, and although the food they ate was not rich, they were not starving. Naturally, they did not think of improving their hunting methods.
Warren shook his head, not having many thoughts. After all, the previous Demon King was strong enough to feed his demon soldiers no matter what. But he was different. Not only could he not feed his subordinates, he also had to rely on his subordinates to support him. Naturally, the energy he needed to put in was incomparable.
Back at the military camp, the hunting team received a warm welcome after returning with a full load.
Despite the pressure of competition among teams, who would complain about having too much food? Although the demon soldiers now have great trust in the Demon King, so that even when the granary is gradually empty, they do not panic and continue to train obediently, but the satisfaction and sense of security of having food in the granary again is still irreplaceable.
The captains of several other teams couldn't help but come over to inquire about the news: "Where did you go hunting? How come there are so many prey?"
The simple-minded demon soldiers had not yet kept this concept a secret, so when they heard the question, they answered truthfully: "We went to the magma swamp - in fact, the location is not the point, the key is that our previous hunting methods were wrong!"
On the way back, the other demon soldiers heard the conversation between Warren and the demon soldier. After thinking about it, it seemed to be true, so they naturally couldn't help but discuss it with each other.
Many demon soldiers were forcibly recruited by the previous demon king. They had hunted within their own tribe before. Although they had never obtained large-scale prey due to the weakness of their tribe, they at least had quite a bit of experience in hunting. They didn't think anything of charging along with the legion at the beginning, but now that a demon brought it up, they quickly realized how stupid they were at that time.
Not to mention that the prey in the hunting area is limited. They did not take any restrictive measures on the monsters, nor did they arrange the capture direction of their own people. In the final sprint, only the magic soldiers in the front of the team had the hope of catching a few prey. The rest were either circling around or tripping over themselves. Anyway, they could not do any real work.
When the demon soldiers in front of the team catch their prey and walk back, they will collide with the demon soldiers behind them, which will waste more time. At this time, the frightened monsters will have already run away.
They looked at each other and sighed, "It turns out that our hunting back then was just a mindless charge! Fortunately, the current king is very powerful!"
After running around all day, I returned to the Demon King's Palace. Warren was lying on the bed with a sore back and waist, when he suddenly heard the ding-dong sound of the system next to his ear.
[Achievement: Stripped of his Huagun LV1]
[Evaluation: Your actions have successfully made the demon soldiers question the former demon king]
[Achievement Pack: Random Card X1]
[Additional comment: The previous Demon King was a big idiot——]
Warren was originally looking at the system prompt calmly, wondering whether the doubts about the previous demon king caused by the hunting method would have any impact on him, and whether there was any other value in using it. Until he saw the end, he sat up suddenly:
Random card rewards?!
This is great!
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