One of them is a mercenary formation, one is a cavalry formation, and the other is a sword and shield formation holding a scimitar and a round shield.
This is the Falcon Cavalry and the Black Flag Saber Corps of the First Dynasty.
There are only a thousand people in each one, and all of them are above the killing level.
In addition to these three elites, there are more than 20,000 ordinary soldiers, most of whom are criminal-level.
Ten thousand of them are fully equipped regular troops, each of whom is a criminal-level extraordinary master, while the rest are all hard-working legions with ordinary weapons and equipment, and varying strengths.
A total of 30,000 troops, these slave legions also escorted various baggage items, and were accompanied by a group of monks and priests. They seemed to represent the attention of the gods.
On the city wall of Memphis, Pharaoh Menes was shining with golden light, looking at this army with deep eyes.
A loud voice rang in everyone's ears, "Brave men of Memphis, we are going to expedition against the people of the heretical gods. You will surely win and bring glory to our gods."
"Onward, my warriors."
Prime Minister of the First Dynasty and Prince of Menes, Atotis looked at Menes on the city wall, bowed respectfully and saluted, "We will bring glory to our god."
All 30,000 soldiers bowed and saluted. Even the mercenaries were extremely respectful.
The majesty of the Pharaoh was undoubtedly reflected, and Zhuang Wuming felt a huge depression, but it didn't come from the surrounding atmosphere, but from the sky.
Ten eyes were fixed on this place, and he did not dare to move. There was something there that he could not resist.
The radiance spreads and there is no cloud in the sky.
At this moment, the entire sky was clear.
The brilliance of the sun shines down, and the city of Memphis looks like a city of pure gold under the sunlight.
The golden figure of Menes is as great as a god on this city of pure gold.
Countless people saw this scene, and some Egyptian people even shouted.
"A miracle, this is a miracle."
"God Menes, you will surely ascend to the throne of God."
........
Countless compliments rang out, and Menis's eyes became deeper and deeper.
The army moved forward, heading towards the west. Zhuang Wuming was still recalling the scene he just saw.
When the entire city of Memphis was cheering for Menes, he saw countless forces gathering towards it.
And this power seemed to come from their worship. The Menes made him see the aura of a god.
"It seems that this is the power of faith in the novel? Does everyone's faith push him to the throne of God?"
Zhuang Wuming moved forward with thoughts.
The vast desert stretches as far as the eye can see, and you can see oases from time to time along the way.
However, these oases are generally small and uninhabited, but there will be many monsters.
Thirty thousand troops, this is a terrifying force, and the priests will display their power from time to time, turning into a faint light and covering them.
A kind of divine majesty enveloped this army. Almost after countless monsters felt this majesty, they would retreat directly and would not rush to fight with them.
This avoids a lot of wastage. Otherwise, if they continue fighting all the way, by the time they reach their destination, there will not be many people left in the entire army.
As they moved forward, Zhuang Wuming's magic sense skill could sense that there were countless monsters around him that were quickly retreating.
Most of them are hidden underground, and some are in strange spaces in the desert.
There are shadow spaces, mysterious dimensions, and even various invisible monsters coming out of nowhere.
At this moment, Zhuang Wuming realized that the monsters in Egypt were really weird. There were too many monsters that had no form.
When they were lurking, he had no sense at all. Only when they moved on their own did he feel any trace of their existence.
This latent skill even eclipses his magic sense skill.
"It's weird, it's really a weird world, but it also shows the terror of those gods in disguise."
The day passed quickly and they stopped at an oasis.
There is a lake here that can supply drinking water for 30,000 people.
The desert is a harsh place, and water is the most precious resource, sometimes even comparable to gold.
The slave soldiers quickly began to replenish the water sources consumed in the supply, while the priests disinfected the replenished water sources to ensure that the reserved water was clean.
The power of gods can remove a lot of dirt and ensure the cleanliness of water sources.
We set up camp and soon a series of tents were set up.
Pieces of scones and a portion of barbecue were distributed to the regular soldiers, and everyone was also given a portion of water.
The hard-working army only had scones, rusks and a portion of water. Meat was not something they could get.
The scones and rusks had been made long ago and were kept on the baggage car that exerted force.
As for the dried meat, it was quickly cut into pieces from some monsters killed along the way.
A monster that is the size of a horse and weighs three to four hundred kilograms of meat can feed three to four hundred people. For an army of tens of thousands, only thirty-four monsters are enough.
There are many such hunting masters in the army. During the march, they will be responsible for hunting monsters to increase the army's food.
The time for eating passed quickly, and it was an hour in the blink of an eye. The desert at night is very dangerous.
Even with a large-scale army, accidents may occur.
At this time, monks were surrounding the military camp, and the priest stood in the middle of the military camp, reciting ancient mantras.
Pieces of mist suddenly rose and quickly enveloped the entire military camp, turning a ten-mile radius into a world shrouded in mist.
But this fog is very strange. You can't see inside from the outside, but you can see outside from inside.
Zhuang Wuming's magic sense skills were interfered with and could not sense the specific situation outside.
This layer of thick fog blocks external fluctuations from entering the interior, and one can only sense whether there are changes outside through the basic senses of sight, hearing and touch.
"The Egyptian army also has its own marching system to avoid being attacked by monsters."
As night falls, a huge shadow slowly appears in the sky.
Its figure was huge, with a pair of huge wings, and its shape seemed to be that of an eagle. Its wings spread out to cover the sky for hundreds of meters, and a huge shadow swept across the ground.
Slowly crossing the sky, it seemed not to notice the thick fog on the ground and walked away.
Zhuang Wuming watched it leave and felt a huge pressure, which was no less than the power of Pharaoh Namenes.
The night was noisy, with huge vibrations coming from the distance from time to time, and some powerful beings seemed to be fighting.
The seemingly huge desert contained countless dangers. As the night passed slowly, Zhuang Wuming felt at least four or five existences that could directly destroy the entire army.