Ride and Cut

"Xiaoheng." Richard patted Hendra's shoulder with Erlang's legs upright. The mafia boss has a very strong demeanor. "Stuart, you definitely can't go back now."

Hendra couldn't help but sighed. For those who have received traditional knight education since childhood, being abandoned by the monarch is no different from inserting a sharp knife into the lungs and stirring twice. It can only be described as suffocation.

"Do you have any plans?" The lord turned sideways and pushed him with his shoulder, and Hendra, who was lack of food and clothing and weakened, was almost chewed by a dog.

He looked down at his wrists with two thick and spiked shackles, his face full of helplessness and entanglement, "Can my plan be useful..."

"Ha, it seems really useless." Lord Lord laughed twice and looked up at the changing clouds in the sky, sometimes like galloping horses and sometimes like waves, covered with a magnificent golden red coat under the shining of the setting sun.

The alpine fort in the evening is beautiful, and herdsmen in the distance are rushing the herd to return, and the smoke rises slowly, giving it a peaceful and simple temperament. He just sat there, quietly watching the sunset for at least a quarter of an hour.

It wasn't until Hendra couldn't help but start to wander, Richard suddenly asked, "Is there any intention to join Gaoshan Fort?"

"Not yet." Hendra was a sincere man.

"If you don't have it, you can cultivate it." Lord Lord is more sincere.

"Then if I refuse?"

"I need to ask if I spend the rest of my life in the dungeon?" Richard raised the hem of Hendra's clothes and wiped the mud from his boots, speaking for granted.

"Don't blame me for directness. Once your talent spells are revealed, no one can easily let you go. This is reality." He slapped his hands and two barbarian jailers came over, one with a nailhead in his hand, the other One person is the key.

Hendra was silent for a long time before muttering, "It seems that I was right to hide myself before."

"The nailhead and the key must be chosen, what about your decision?" Lord Lord is full of pride, and it is indeed rare for a person like him to show shame.

"I have two conditions. If you don't agree, I'd rather go back to the prison until I die." Hendra's fingers are twisted together and I wonder how such a pioneering lord with no honor and no background can gather. So many fierce and mighty fighters.

"A lot of farts, let it go!"

"First, you must never hit my eye for the idea. For example, you can cut it out and give it to an alchemist to make magic equipment or something." Obviously, Hendra has lingering fears about this possibility.

"I'm not that tyrannical to my own people, so don't worry about that." The lord patted his chest and swept around.

"Second, although I am a prisoner of war, I refuse to join the Alpine Fort as a slave, at least..." Hendra wanted to say a knight, but he changed it to "civilian" for some reason.

Richard didn't speak, and nodded twice, very refreshingly.

"Then my lord, from now on, Hendra will raise the sword for your will until the last moment." Hendra slowly said in a formal and serious tone, "I am determined to be loyal in this life and be your eternal follower. Those who use courage, force and wisdom..."

"Stop it!" Lord Lord hurriedly waved his hand, and the numb words on both arms aroused a rash of chicken skin, all of which were bigger than sesame.

"Trouble to figure out, your courage, force and wisdom are not useful to me, this is what is useful." Richard pointed to Hendra's lack of vitality eye.

In his opinion, Hendra is a model of a bad brain, otherwise he will not be reduced to today, and he wants to use wisdom to serve him, but hurry up and save.

"Also, quickly change a new name, Hendra is dead."

The small-scale war between Alpine Fort and the roar of the brown bear is destined to be recorded in history, not because of itself, but as the fuse that directly caused the war between the two countries, which will naturally attract attention.

Pompeii and Stuart have a deep grievance, and they are similar in size. In all likelihood, this battle will be fought in a tragic situation of **** sculls and wild bones. Richard and Hendra, as the two direct parties, if they are found to be mixed together, it is impossible to imagine what kind of agitation it will attract. At least ordinary people and soldiers will feel deceived.

Therefore, Hendra must change his identity. The former Hendra can never be Hendra again!

"Dracula, I will be Dracula from now on." He took out a silver eagle badge from his pocket, stared down for a moment, and pressed his lips.

Although the jailer of Alpine Fort was savage and cruel, he was unexpectedly well-disciplined and had never plundered prisoners' property. This badge has been preserved from his hands to this day.

Dracula squeezed his thumb directly from the middle and threw it into the grass pit without a trace.

"What the hell?"

"The family crest of the Gunavin family was captured in the hands of Hendra, the commander of the Brown Bear Roaring Legion. The original owner died in battle two months ago." Like, but I’m at least twenty pounds lighter than him, so it’s just a bit like."

"Very good." Richard did not hesitate to applaud.

Hendra, no, Dracula is obviously the kind of person with a very clear position. Lord Lord accidentally discovered that he actually received his application to join the team in the system panel.

From past experience, it is definitely not acceptable for the system to shout slogans, but to have a certain degree of loyalty. The negative example is Nehru, an old slippery head, who thinks he is very clever and thinks that he is very clever. Slogans such as "Serve the Lord" have been shouted countless times but have not been accepted by the system.

Missing the greatest welfare of Alpine Fort without knowing it, this guy is probably still complacent in his heart.

The addition of Dracula didn't make any waves in Alpine Fort. Although some fighters were a little curious about how Hendra became Dracula, since the lord said yes, it was chanting.

After a short while, Richard finally waited for the long-awaited military assistance.

At this time, the seasonal rotation has entered late autumn, and the weather in the wilderness is getting icy and bitter day by day. According to Buckland, this winter will definitely be extremely cold, because the temperature has never dropped so fast in previous years. This statement has also been approved by Annie.

But the subjective feeling of being cold or cold depends on who it is.

The Lord Lord only wore a linen blouse with a ruddy complexion, and contrasted sharply with Buckland, who was trembling with a leather jacket beside him. He gradually discovered that the elemental resistance brought by the Holy Words ~www.readwn.com~ is also particularly effective against the cold and heat of the environment, and now it is a bit of an elevated posture that is not invaded by the cold and the heat.

The military convoy attachés couldn't help but stunned when watching the Eagle Riders running forward and backward in the cold wind. They were cursing that the weather was unbearable along the way.

"What are you doing here with this thing?" Lord Lord looked at a half-open carriage carriage, dumbfounding.

This car is obviously heavier than all other cars because it left the deepest ruts on the road.

When he was in Coron City, the military department told him that the content of this assistance would be "unexpected by him." Richard must admit that on this point alone, they are really not deceiving. It is really unexpected to say that they are unexpected. A copper discount is not a hit.

Because there is a huge pure metal bar box in the carriage, with one blade in width and two blades in length. It's not that Richard has thought too much, how does this box really look like a mouth... a coffin.

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