Ride and Cut

Gunther had just heated up the room and was sitting shirtless by the fireplace making tea, when he suddenly felt the door open and a cold wind was pouring in, shivering. He turned his head to curse, and changed his mouth when he reached his lips: "Boss, the meeting is over?"

Richard walked into the room and lay down on the bed with a lazy "um".

"What's the point?"

"Then it's not like the previous slapsticks, we still have to remain humble, and strive to continue to improve." Lord Lord had a meeting and came back. He didn't learn anything else, and made significant progress in officialdom.

Gunther curled his lips quietly, turned around and continued to stare at the teapot.

Hutt opened the door with a bundle of chopped wood, and came in with the howling of the wind.

"Close the door quickly, a little heat will let you go." Gunther seized the opportunity and quickly complained.

"Where is Abu?" Richard realized that since returning to the camp, he hadn't seen a single Skal Lizardman.

"The flag parade is outside. They don't want to come back because of the excitement." Hutt put "Chopping Wood" on the table, and Lord Lord discovered that it turned out to be dark baguettes. There is no doubt that it belongs to the supplies distributed by the army's logistics, because the supply of alpine fort materials has always been relatively generous and abundant, and even slaves will not eat this stuff.

"Military flag parade?" Gunther was most interested in watching the excitement, and suddenly became energetic.

"Yeah." Hutt carefully put the bread yards neatly, and said casually: "A team of honor guards wearing white gloves and bearskin hats, holding the team flag and showing them around, they are really pretty and interesting."

"By the way, sir, what does our own flag look like?" Hutt knew that Alpine Fort had a flag designed by his own lord, but he had never seen it before.

Richard hummed a little perfunctorily, "Just like that, not all flags are cloth."

"I'll go and see." Gunther put on his leather jacket excitedly, and wanted to rush out of the house.

"Look at him!" The lord sat up from the bed, rolled up his sleeves and fists. "I think this cold weather is suitable for wrestling in the house. How about two?"

Gunther's face suddenly became very bitter, he couldn't forget the time he was smashed badly at the Cologne Colosseum.

"Forget it, I'm not going." Gang Manzi sat down in the chair, still planning to wait for Abu to come back and ask him about it.

"My lord! Something happened!" Suddenly a centaur smashed open the wooden door, rushed into the room, gasping for breath, "Abu and the others are fighting with the dragon's claws!"

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The military music is sonorous, and the north wind cries out.

The bearskin hats of the honor guards lined up in a long black line, and the team flag above them was flying in the wind.

The weather is very cold, but the atmosphere is warm, and life in the military camp is mostly boring, so there are not a few people watching the excitement at the moment.

Abu leaned on the edge of the fence, watching enthusiastically as the guard of honor walked by in front of him, shaking the thick and long tail behind him from time to time, which was a sign of a very good mood for the Skal people.

For the first time, he saw such a gorgeous uniform and such a beautiful and diverse flag. Everything made this little bun who had never seen the world feel extremely novel, and only hated that his parents didn't give birth to a few more pairs of eyes, so it was so enjoyable.

In the distance, a flag with a red background was held by the guard of honor, and a paw with a slightly twisted structure was embroidered on it, which was getting closer and closer to the drum.

Surrounded by a team flag with a long history, deep heritage, and excellent embroidery. This flag is out of place and eye-catching, and it can no longer be described as shabby.

"Look, it seems to be our flag." Abu patted his companion on the shoulder, a rare smile appeared on his face with little expression.

He didn't think his flag was simpler than others, because anyway, it was much stronger than the fabric in the tribe.

But after all, it was not all the stuffed buns who watched the excitement, and there was a burst of laughter immediately around him, becoming louder and louder as the distance shortened.

"What are you laughing at?" Abu looked up at the Dragon Claw Cavalry who was at least a head and a half taller than him on his right hand, thinking he had missed some show.

The other party was also wondering which part actually brought a group of lizardmen. This race is known to be ineffective. I guess it may be a sufficient number of logistics aids. "Look at their flag, like a **** beggar, they are ashamed of our legion. "

"The flag of Alpine Fort, you know the Eagle Knight, don't you know how it became famous."

"Pull the general among the dwarves." Someone said a slang term with a great sense of humor. If the Lord Lord was also there, he would have to make a laugh.

Abu blinked his eyes twice, his needle-shaped pupils looked particularly cold. But he is too small to be noticed.

The Skulls are not tall and have little strength. They can stay awkward all day long if there is nothing to do. He doesn't say a word, they seem to be very harmless. But as the heavy-riding heroes on the side of the wilderness, the Skalls are by no means the cowardly generation. Their invincible career has left them with wild arrogance in their bones. Under the guise of the surface, they are absolutely violent and combative. character!

I usually get bullied in Gaoshanbao because I identify with the people around me as my partners. Now I can't stand being pushed on my nose by an outsider, and I hit my paw without raising my hand!

The cavalry suddenly hung up on his legs.

There are professional soldiers who are ready to fight for their lives on the battlefield. They are as alert and courageous as they are. Fights and fights are commonplace for them. Is it possible to expect them to be reasonable with their mouths like a gentleman?

The two sides pushed each other a few times, and no one yelled "Fuck him!", and the melee began. The originally peaceful and orderly military flag parade suddenly turned into a wild boxing arena-the two sides maintained the final restraint, using only their fists and not using their weapons, for fear of death and serious trouble.

The soldiers of Dragon's Claw originally thought that it would be easy to solve this group of lizardmen~www.readwn.com~ only to find something was wrong when they got it started. Their fighting power is beyond what the lizardmen should have, and they are determined and organized, which is very difficult to deal with.

However, Abu did not take advantage of it. Even if he had been promoted several times, the small size of the Skal was still difficult to compete with humans.

As a result, the fight became a close match, and this close match was maintained until the centaur and the barbarian arrived.

"Fuck it!" Gunther sneered twice when he saw the Skalls being beaten up, rolled up his sleeves and rushed forward.

And the Dragon Claw soldiers around who were originally watching the battle, of course, could not let their own people lose, and one after another they untied their swords and assisted in their punches. There were even a few honor guards wearing bearskin hats throwing their team flags on the ground and rushing up together.

A large-scale fight began.

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