I'm In A Different World, Art Failed The Rankings, And Got The Result Of Encouragement

Ulysses didn't expect to complete an achievement like this.

The achievements of the system are all hidden, and there is no way to come one by one like doing tasks.

To put it bluntly, it is to turn off the lights to catch mice and try your luck.

It turns out that there should be quite a few "tasks" in this achievement system.

The bandit, who was dealt with in just three or four minutes, was also evaluated as an enemy.

Moreover, being able to directly reward the manpower gave Ulysses hope for a new plan.

"Master, these guys are poor ghosts. They only found less than 20 gold coins, but they found these people who were captured alive."

The den of bandits.

Cologne came over with more than a dozen youths who were much thinner than the Proukers, but considered robust among other ethnic groups.

A look of disdain.

"Fifteen people, all at an age that can fight hard, it's really shameful to be captured alive by this kind of thing."

The other Prouker personal guards also showed disdain.

Ulysses had no interest in the twenty gold coins, but instead stared at the dozen or so scout cavalry in front of him.

His eyes shone faintly.

After seeing Ulysses, more than a dozen people immediately knelt on one knee with pious expressions on their faces.

"Young master, you saved our lives. We are willing to regard you as the Lord and swear with our lives as the spear and shield in your hands!"

Cologne on the side snorted coldly with disdain.

"Our Prouker nation doesn't have cowardly guys like you, just like you, I can defeat all of you alone! You don't think the young master will promise you..."

"I accept your allegiance!"

Before Cologne could finish his sentence, he was almost overwhelmed by Ulysses' decisive decision.

Hearing this, he looked anxious.

"Young master, these people's origins are unknown. Besides, they have obvious military traces on their bodies. They must be soldiers from other countries. They cannot be accepted!"

Ulysses shook his head, and asked a sharp question to everyone with a solemn expression.

"I think you have declared that you want the Prouker clan to occupy the entire Paloson grassland, let the name of Prouker resound throughout the world, and establish our empire."

"Then let me ask you, do you think I can do it?"

Cologne nodded immediately: "Master, you are the man of destiny chosen by the Father God, and you will definitely be able to accomplish such a great cause!"

However, when these words were spoken, Cologne and the other Prouker guards showed obvious lack of confidence on their faces.

Ulysses hummed softly.

"Based on the integration of the split Prouker people without bloodshed, the combined population of men, women and children does not exceed 500,000?"

Everyone was speechless.

Ulysses glanced around.

"Not to mention anything else, I'm just afraid of the three kingdoms of Rosen Grassland, which have a population of tens of millions. Are you planning to kill 10 million people with the population of 500,000?"

"Then use the remaining population to occupy the Pharaohsen Grassland?"

Now, even Cologne has nothing to say.

Ulysses made the fifteen cavalry scouts share the remaining horses.

After giving the hapless bandit leader a good time, everyone set out on the road again.

The north-south depth of the Rotis Empire is not very long. Starting from the interior of the empire, it is only less than two hundred kilometers to the border.

However, when Ulysses and they came to the border.

At this moment, the original team of more than 30 people has expanded to a hundred people at this moment.

Until now, Kelong and the others looked at the extra cavalry around them, obviously belonging to different nationalities.

It's all unbelievable.

From the first bandits, under the guidance of Ulysses' self-proclaimed Father God.

The crowd changed their route several times on the way, and wiped out more than a dozen bandit camps, large and small.

And every time I can meet soldiers from different countries who were captured by bandits.

And without exception, all immediately swore allegiance to Ulysses when they were rescued.

Cologne and others, who really couldn't understand this, could only attribute everything to the Father God "behind" Ulysses.

At least, under the leadership of Ulysses himself.

While their team continued to grow, there was not a single casualty.

One hundred people were wearing armor, obviously an elite cavalry regiment, so naturally they couldn't pass through the pass of the Rotis Empire.

Over a hill.

Everyone saw the vast green grassland in front of them.

"Master, if we go from here, we will meet at least seven or eight tribes of the Saint Kinsh Khanate all the way north..."

Cologne came over respectfully, meaning that if he wanted to return to the Prouker tribe safely.

Definitely need a detour.

However, when Ulysses heard Cologne's words, the corner of his mouth raised an arc, and he turned his head to ask back.

"Cologne, now the Prouker is divided into three or four large and small tribes. Although the conflicts between them cannot be said to be endless, but you think, with the current me, I will directly claim to lead the entire Prouker when I go back."

"Will they surrender?"

Without waiting for Cologne to answer, Ulysses gave the answer directly.

"Impossible!"

He raised his horsewhip, pointed at the vast and endless Paloson Grassland, and asked again.

"Then what if I go back with tens of thousands of cattle and sheep, food, clothes, and victories in the war?"

Colon opened his mouth in horror.

"Master, are you planning to launch an attack on the tribes of the San Kinrch Khanate?"

Ulysses sneered.

"After all, we can't go back empty-handed."

As he spoke, he raised the whip in his hand, and Ulysses looked at the cavalry behind him.

He regards them as members of the original Prouker Cavalry Regiment, apart from Cologne and other fifteen Prouker people, the composition is quite complicated.

There are people from the Rotis Empire, people from the Golden Feather Kingdom of Veroni, and even people from the Three Kingdoms of the Grassland that they are about to attack.

However, in the eyes of the members of the complex cavalry regiment at this moment, there is only Ulysses in front of them.

"My knights! From today on, our names will be officially spread in this war-torn world!"

"Honor, wealth, respect, and the spread of bravery for thousands of miles will start from drinking blood with the weapons in your hands!"

"Father God above!"

All members of the cavalry regiment, whether they believed in the God of Giants or not, all blushed and thick-necked followed Ulysses and shouted loudly.

"Father God above!!!"

PS: Unexpectedly, the brothers responded very well. There were flowers and evaluation votes shortly after the book was published. The author decided to add a new chapter today, thank you for your support.

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