Ride and Cut

Snow began to fall sporadically on the blue sky, and a thin layer soon accumulated on the ground. Seedorf did not speak for a long time, but Richard was not in a hurry, and silently accompanied him on the walk, leaving a string of long footprints on the snow.

"The big problem with life in the wilderness is that safety is difficult to guarantee. Higuain and his family have encountered this problem." Seedorf suddenly continued.

"Hobgoblins? Jackals?" Lord Lord couldn't help but recall the time when he first arrived in the wilderness. Compared with the undead dragon facing now, the enemy at that time really looked a little cute.

"Neither, they have encountered an ogre tribe, a hungry ogre tribe with dozens of members." Seedorf's voice was not in a hurry, and he couldn't hear too much emotion. "A few ordinary How could one resist a monster that is three-edged in height, weighs nearly a thousand pounds, and has two heads. They couldn't even run away, and one of them was caught by an ogre."

"Ogres can barely be regarded as intelligent creatures, and each tribe will have its own customs, just like our human beings. The custom of that tribe is that they like to eat the men they catch for the first time, and hang the women alive on the branches. Go on, save it for later."

When Richard heard this, he had a vague suspicion in his heart. But he didn't speak, and continued to be a quiet listener.

"Higuain's father and two older brothers were smashed to death on the spot and filled the ogre's mouth as food. The mother and sister were hung from a tree branch as a reserve of food to save their lives temporarily."

"Fortunately and unfortunately, Higuain is considered to be a woman hanging from a tree because of her looks too handsome." Seedorf sighed, but the narration did not stop because of it. "So he was witnessing his father and his brother. After he died, he witnessed his mother also fell into the mouth of an ogre and turned into blood, and then his sister."

Suddenly, Richard felt that the weather seemed a bit cold, and couldn't help tightening his collar.

"Just as it was his next turn, the wind dragon Osiris descended from the sky and took the initiative to become Higuain's partner, so Pompeii has since added a dragon knight."

"So Higuain hates being recognized as a woman, and dreams of becoming a real knight one day." Richard said slowly.

"The glamorous side is for others to see, and the pain inside can only be understood by me." Seedorf nodded and sighed infinitely, "Richard, this kid has experienced pain that you can't imagine. So I desperately wanted to prove myself. Be brave enough to protect what you want to protect."

"I see, he is disappointed to face the undead dragon timidly." Richard shrugged.

He doesn't have much dislike for Higuain, but it's better to leave him alone in this situation.

"Say something easy." Lord Lord snapped his fingers. "What do you think will happen to the hundreds of thousands of Pompeii army next?"

"Leave a part to guard the occupied land, and the others return directly to Pompeii." Seedorf said concisely.

"why?"

"The loss itself is not small, and I have encountered undead who are completely confused." Seedorf paused, and then said: "Like a wounded hunter, I saw the footprints of a tiger in the mountains, how could it continue? Go ahead."

"Are you interested in coming to Gaoshan Fort for a cup of tea?"

"I want to see it because I always think you are a bit mysterious." Seedorf did not shy away from Richard in front of him. "But it won't work in a short time. Now I can't even get out of the camp. Pompeii must be the same."

"Indeed." Richard nodded in agreement.

Although it is almost certain that the veteran in front of him is also the victim of Night of the Dead. But as long as Pompeii's principal hasn't gone mad, he will certainly not let him leave just because of this. After all, the matter is big, and the undead that disappeared for hundreds of years suddenly reappeared in the world.

Lord Lord himself is actually very curious about what secrets are hidden behind these undead. However, he won't be able to intervene for a while, just go back and wait for the news.

"But you can let Vera go with Bernard and you, I should still have some face."

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In previous years, November was only the early winter, and a little bit of cold wouldn't be too difficult. But this year is so cold that the white wind blows from morning to night. Even if the sun is shining brightly in the sky, a chill is burrowing straight into the bones. No matter how thick clothes you wear, you can't resist it.

The peaceful "Routo River" next to Gaoshan Fort has long been completely frozen. Except for a group of monsters who occasionally smashed the ice for fun, everyone else hid as much as possible in the house. Gaoshanbao inherited a fine tradition from the lord, that is, it is particularly willing to pay for the cost of living.

The short craftsmen made long iron pipes and buried them in the walls to circulate hot water. In this way, without lighting an open flame, the room can become particularly warm. As an old man, Buckland was particularly useful for this, repeatedly praising the blacksmiths for their cleverness, but Robbie said that this was only a small part of the Lord's wisdom.

"Although Richard is unreliable in business matters, he is still very talented in this kind of crooked way." Buckland grabbed a duck leg and tore a big bite, chewing cheeks high and raised his head vigorously. I barely swallowed it, and I was really not afraid of choking to death.

"The old cooks have all gone with them, and the new halflings just can't keep up with their craftsmanship."

The cook who was dividing the dishes rolled his eyes and hooked the spoon, and the steak that was originally going to be distributed to Buckland fell back.

"You old fellow, who is not reliable?" Richard appeared silently behind Lao Baihu like a ghost.

The team that went on the expedition just came back for a while, and the vassals who stood guard saw that they were their own family ~www.readwn.com~ and they didn't say a word at all.

Buckland shivered, and the duck leg in his hand fell to the ground, clutching his heart and complaining again and again: "Do you know that people can be scared to death? How can I stand it at my age!"

Seeing the lord come in, the leaders and craftsmen who were eating in Zhengda's dining hall hulled up and stood up.

"Sit." Richard waved his hand and sat in his exclusive position. No one dared to occupy this place, but it was still in decline. It seemed that the cleaning was fairly diligent. After so long, sitting in this place again feels familiar and unfamiliar.

"When did you come back?" Annie was there, sipping a cup of hot sweet milk slowly. The half-elf was wearing a light blue dress, his hair was randomly gathered into balls, and pointed ears protruded from the hair, showing a very ethereal temperament.

"Just arrived." Richard snapped his fingers, and the cook began to add food to him vigorously.

"How's this way?" Buckland also gestured to the empty plate, but no one paid him any attention.

"I can tell you..."