Ride and Cut

When the sun falls to the far end of the horizon, it condenses the heat and becomes like a harmless duck egg yolk. The Pompeii troops in Chakshi Town have each divided their garrison camps, and they have begun to live and cook, and the smoke is rising.

Under Bedrick's intervention, the looting of civilians has not yet occurred. It was the cattle and sheep in the town that suffered. They were driven together with spears by heavily armed soldiers and then slaughtered on the spot.

For long-distance military troops, having a mouthful of fresh meat is also a comfort. Soon after, the rich smell of meat began to drift in the twilight.

In the Alpine Fort camp, Gunther wore a boning knives in his hands, a leather apron tied to his belly, and he was dressed like a typical butcher.

But the object he was preparing to cut was not a livestock, but a stiff human corpse.

"What are you doing?" Richard came back just in time for this scene.

Obviously those corpses belonged to the blood knights, after all, the matching of bald heads and red floral tattoos is not common. Glancing at a rough estimate, almost all the remains of the blood knight are here, and the cold night has been frozen blue and purple.

Rao is that Richard has long been accustomed to seeing **** blood. He smelled the scent of stewed meat while looking at the dead corpses on the floor, and felt a surge of acid water in his stomach.

"Who the **** got this thing into the camp!" Lord Lord wanted to punch someone. He had a good appetite and was about to have a big meal, but now it's all ruined.

"Hush!" Gunther raised an index finger in front of his lips and blew hard, indicating that Richard must keep quiet, "Boss, there is a very powerful alchemy item in their heart, I'm about to take it out!"

Richard's gaze at Gunther suddenly became incomprehensible, with an unfavorable premonition.

"You won't use your mind. Why is it your turn to have such a good thing?"

"After all, it is our Alpine Fortress who is the main offensive, and it is reasonable to choose the spoils first." Gunther tried to lower his voice and tried to avoid alarming the friendly troops who were not far away, but his face was filled with excitement that could not be restrained. "And I found that other people didn't realize this problem at all, only I found out!"

The lord directly covered his face, not knowing what to say.

There is always a fool who thinks he can be smarter than others, and he is talking about Gunther now.

As a kind of alchemy equipment, the advantages and disadvantages of Destiny Magic Stone are also significant. The advantage is that it can quickly form decent combat effectiveness, but the disadvantage is that once it is captured on the battlefield, the enemy can quickly form decent combat effectiveness.

Stuart is not a dead pig, of course he will try his best to correct his shortcomings. Therefore, there is a small magic circle attached to the magic stone in each blood knight's chest. Once the carrier dies abnormally, it will release an ignition element, which is enough to burn the delicate element circuit.

The magical magic stone becomes waste material and has little recycling value at all.

After a long time of relay improvement by generations of alchemists, the reliability of the additional magic circle is surprisingly high, and it is unlikely that accidental failures will occur.

Therefore, wanting to get the magic stone directly from the chest of the fallen blood knight is basically equivalent to talking about the idiot. Obviously Gunther is the idiot, and he is talking about how to fight wits and bravely grab the right to belong to this batch of trophies. The dream of getting a magic stone is about to be obtained.

This question is common sense to Pompeii soldiers and everyone knows it. But the barbarians were born in the northern ice field, and they had not had time to accept this common sense.

After listening for a long time, Richard realized that these useless remains except for the appetite were actually bought by Gunther!

The rest of the soldiers are dark enough, and they understand that they are pretending to be confused, and they are not soft at the price. Patting his chest and assured Gunther that the remains of the blood knight belonged to him, in exchange for the ownership of all other trophies.

Gunther felt that he had picked up a big deal, so he agreed without hesitation.

I can't wait for a lord who broke the copper into two flowers to begin to grind his teeth fiercely, his eyes patrolling Gunther's body like an eviscerating knife.

"What's wrong?" Gunther touched the back of his head innocently. He felt that his sir's eyes didn't seem like approval, and he couldn't think of the problem.

"Dear Lord Gunther." Richard asked in a weird manner: "If a roadside fruit tree is full of fruit but no one is going to eat it, do you know why?"

Gang Manzi sniffed, "Passers-by are **** fools."

Lord Lord’s voice was almost roaring: "Because the fruit is bitter! It is bitter!"

"It's bitter..." Gunther lowered his head and stared at the boning knife in his hand.

The voice just fell.

"What's the bitter and sweet?" Bedrick gnawed an apple and staggered into the Gaoshan Fort station. "It's time for dinner again. What dishes do you have today?"

He was followed by several entourages, all of whom looked not embarrassed or embarrassed.

Since the halfling chefs of Gaoshan Fort were found on the marching road with excellent craftsmanship, the dishes they made were so delicious that they were much better than the imperial royal kitchens. Bedrick often comes over to have a meal when he has nothing to do, and he also calls it an exchange of feelings.

"Bullwhip sashimi." Richard snorted angrily.

"What is the bullwhip?" Before Bederik waited to answer, he quickly shifted his attention to the remains piled up on the side of the road. "

He grinned and drew the dagger from his belt, threw it up and caught it, "Go get a magic stone, don't you mind."

"This thing shouldn't be of much use, right?" Lord Lord couldn't help wondering if this guy came to make fun of him on purpose. Everyone knows that the magic stone will be abolished after the blood knight is killed in battle, and the royal family members have received the most comprehensive education since they were young. Of course, it is impossible to even know this.

"Take it back as a souvenir, after all, it's a blood knight, then the girls will scream for me." Bedrick's eyes were bent into crescents, and he smiled and gnawed a big mouthful of apples.

Richard gave him a thumbs up, admiring this idea very much. But business belongs to business, and the lion should open a big mouth or open a big mouth: "Chenghui one hundred gold coins."

"One hundred gold coins?" Bedrick rolled his eyes and said unceremoniously: "Why don't you grab it! Ten gold coins, do you want love."

It’s better to get back some of the capital than not to get back at all~www.readwn.com~ The lord nodded to sign the deal. The entourage took the dagger and began to mutilate it, but the cold of the winter sunset had frozen the corpse hard, and the close-fitting dagger was more decorative than practical. After working hard for a long time, he still didn't get it out.

Dracula, who had been following behind Richard without any sense of existence, suddenly blinked his eyes twice. In the eyes that were as silent as stagnant water, there was an unusually bright brilliance at this moment, like a fine cat's eye gem.

He gently grabbed Richard's sleeve and said in a faint voice like a mosquito; "My lord, there is something good on that person."

"Huh?" Lord Lord's first reaction was to look up at Bedrick who was not far away, and found that he hadn't reacted before letting go, and asked in a smaller voice: "What is it?"

Degu's stretched hand quietly pointed to the corpse lying on the ground that was being opened, "In his chest, probably at the heart, there should be a magic stone of destiny that did not self-destruct."

"Well, I see." Richard was extremely excited, but he couldn't see the slightest clue on his face, "Don't say anything."