Ride and Cut

Nehru had just slipped to the door and was picked up again, sitting with a look of impossibility, mung bean-like eyes twirling around in his sockets, not knowing what crooked ideas were brewing.

"Is the material reserve sufficient?" Lord Lord snapped his fingers and started to push the war machine in Alpine Fortress.

"Miss Anne just made up for a round in Coron, at least enough for more than half a year." Buckland opened his mouth without hesitation.

As an old man in his twilight years, Buckland is particularly accustomed to the sense of fullness brought about by the gradual abundance of the warehouse.

"Leaders must organize several evacuation drills. Are you responsible?"

Buckland gently stroked his chest and bent over.

"Where is the blacksmith?" Richard turned his eyes to the long table where the dwarves gathered.

"Everything is normal, at most a week later, you can have all the equipment of the guard." Robbie combed his hair meticulously, with a sister Ling on his throat, who looked much more mature and determined than before.

Sometimes frustration can only bring destruction, sometimes it can bring growth. After experiencing more than half of the casualties of the tribe, he served as the head of the alpine fort blacksmith, and the responsibilities on his shoulders have become heavier along the way. He is no longer the kid who is addicted to his own world.

"Well, one week per week, quality and quantity guaranteed."

The big bosses all made speeches, and the blacksmiths were eating a lot faster, and they were ready to go back and work overtime.

"The daily training rhythm of the guards still cannot be chaotic, Hutt, Abu, you two are responsible." Richard quickly finalized a specific item.

"Yes!"

Anito looked at Richard, and Shui Yingying's eyes reflected the sparkle of the candle on the table, as if glowing. For a group, it is absolutely fortunate to have a spiritual core. Even if it just sits there and does not move, it will naturally attract everyone to revolve around him.

Richard has undoubtedly played this role. As long as he is present, the proud soldiers of Alpine Fort will naturally twist into a rope.

"Am I not responsible?" Gunther touched the back of his head, looked left at Hutt and looked at Abu right, curled his lips in disdain.

So Hutt and Abu left and right, each punching Gunmanzi.

"You take people to maintain law and order." The lord cut the meat on the plate with a knife and fed it piece by piece to Qiqiu. "Once someone is found to have deliberately disturbed the order of the mountain fort, it will all be killed on the spot! If necessary, you will be given the right to mobilize the guard, also To maintain order and stability."

"understood."

"I don't care what I usually do. Now everyone has to be nervous for Lao Tzu, do you hear it!" Richard roared, echoing in the dining room layer after layer.

"Yes!"

The sound of leather boots colliding under the tabletop.

The dining room suddenly became very quiet, only the sound of food chewing converging into a torrent, occasionally mixed with dinner knives and touching porcelain plates.

"I have a proposal." Annie raised a small hand in vain.

"Say." Lord Lord snapped his fingers.

The people who had been immersed in the meal suddenly raised their heads together.

"The size of Alpine Fort's army is not small anymore. It seems a bit inappropriate to continue calling the guard. Why don't you just choose a new name." The half-elf businessman smiled slightly, "Just like in the epic story."

"This is good, it makes sense." Buckland stretched out five carrots-like stubby fingers to hold a cup of strong tea, and said slowly, "Names are like flags and military uniforms. They are great for creating a sense of honor and maintaining morale. Help. Look at those famous and powerful troops in history. The first names are bigger than the other, the flags are more colorful, and the uniforms are more dignified."

"Right." Annie held her heart in her hands. "I personally think that the red lobster coat of the San Jose Court Guard is super handsome."

Richard snorted disdainfully, and the strong driver of the system is much more useful than these bells and whistles, "Do we need this stuff?"

"Need!" The voices of the crowd were uniform, and the sound was about to make a hole in the ceiling of the dining room. Annie and Buckland didn't hold back for a moment, and laughed at the same time with a babble.

"Need! Necessary!" Gunther was the most vigorous among them. He called for a few times and suddenly found that the others were silent, so he closed his mouth again.

Lord Lord's face suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, rolled his eyes and slammed the table, "Damn, need a hammer!"

"Richard, don't be angry for now." Buckland is so old and fine, he is careful about the young people's face-consciousness. "Of course, Gaoshan Fort does not need these sub-consultants to maintain morale. But it has a resounding name. In the future, it will be more convenient for you to play famous, don’t you think?"

"Well, there is some truth to this." Lord Lord also went down the slope.

"But what's the name?" Richard thought for a long time, rubbing his chin, he was very good at naming. This can be seen from "Slashing the Dragon" and "Chasing the Wind".

"It's called Shifeng Trample." Hutt was the first to raise his hand. The tribe from which he was born was originally called Jifeng, and the metaphor of Trample on the Centaur was self-evident.

"It's called Snow Warriors." Gunther, who came from the snowy plains of the far north, put forward the name that is very characteristic of his hometown.

"It's too ugly, I think it's better to call the Skal Destroyer." Abu's plan is even more naked.

Facing the fight for naming rights, several leaders in Gaoshanbao firmly adhered to the principle of personal consideration and succeeded in letting away the opportunity they got.

"What are these things?" Lord Lord finally realized that these few pieces of materials are good at cutting people, and other things should be saved as soon as possible. I frowned and meditated for a while, then suddenly slapped my thigh, "I have it, call the Ripper!"

"Why is it called the Ripper?" Annie asked, frowning, which was completely different from what she had imagined.

"I, Richard the Scarlet Ripper." Lord Lord pointed at himself with joy.

When the story of Alpine Fort became popular in Cologne, the bard gave him such a nickname. Richard listened more often, and slowly felt that it was not bad.

"This name is too much..." Bucklan pouted his lips ~www.readwn.com~ with a tangled expression on his face. As an old scholar who has traveled a lifetime in the ocean of knowledge, his literary accomplishment is quite good.

"I think it's good, it sounds good and easy to remember." Anyone who is a little familiar with the lord of the mountain castle should know that once this guy's mouth "I think", the wording does not seem too strong, but in fact it is basically impossible to pull nine cows. Back.

Lord Lord is a typical example of both standing and standing, and he has to add such a hypocritical sentence-"We Gaoshan Fort does not engage in the same style. If you have any opinions, you can speak freely."

"……No."

"……No."

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"That's great, that's it. Miss Anne, can you embroider?" After getting a negative answer, Richard was not discouraged, and said with great interest that the task of embroidering military flags could be entrusted to the leading women.

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