Ride and Cut

"That dream again."

Although the owner has such a clear understanding, he is still immersed in it and cannot wake up.

Everything evolves unswervingly along the established trajectory-father, mother, elder brother, sister, and overly handsome young son, a family of five, in order to avoid taxes and live in the wilderness.

This is a land of bitter cold, and almost no crops can be grown except rye, and it will be covered with snow and ice for at least three months of the year. In the eyes of most Pompeians, dwelling in the wilderness is synonymous with depravity.

But for them, it's not so unbearable.

The food is not delicious, but it always fills the stomach. The clothes are ugly, but they are very warm even in winter. The residence is the simplest mud cave, but it is always full of laughter and laughter.

Although very poor, but family members love each other, what more can they expect? Even occasionally there will be the idea that it’s not bad to just keep going.

Until a gloomy rainy night, a group of ogres came quietly taking advantage of the twilight to cover up, completely crushing this happiness into dust and stepping into the mud.

I still remember how terrifying that kind of monster was. Scarlet eyes, rough skin, and hideous fangs, even if I think about it now, I can still feel the fear that seems to come from the depths of my soul, and I can't help but shudder at it.

There was a muddle in his head, only knowing that he was desperately fleeing. How can a mere mortal escape the hunt of monsters.

The father and elder brother took up the stone axe and turned around to resist, but it was of no avail, and immediately screamed and was stuffed into the blood basin to chew. But he was so frightened that he became a captive of the ogres with his mother and sister.

To this day, I still can't forgive myself, why didn't I have the courage to fight with my father and brother.

It turned out that this ogre clan had a very special custom. They will swallow the males in the prey on the spot, and use all magnetism as a reserve for later.

Relying on that handsome face that was indistinguishable from male and female, the youngest boy was also regarded as a magnet by the ogre and hung from the tree at the same time. So I was able to witness with my own eyes:

On the first day, the mother was thrown into the soup pot alive and told them to live hard before she died.

The next day, it was my sister, with only numbness left in her eyes.

On the third day, are you going to get free... The hungry stomach can no longer support too much thinking, only a chaos is left.

Then Osiris fell from the sky, and the scorching dragon's breath swept away the ogres easily. Since then, there has been no destitute wilderness kid in the world, and a noble young dragon rider.

It's just that, at that moment, is it a fluke to be saved, or is it forever sinking into the guilt of watching family members die but unable to do anything?

The dream was shattered, Higuain wiped away his tears, and the sky was as deep as a sapphire.

The wind was whistling in the ears, and Osiris was flying high in the sky with wide open wings.

"As a knight, there are eight virtues-humility, honesty, compassion, heroism, justice, sacrifice, honor, and soul."

Osiris's calf was firmly tied with a smoke converter, and the emitted light condensed a thin and broad fog stone enough to cover its body, and it was hung on Osiris with a rope.

The light fog stone will not bring much difficulty to the flight, but it is enough to cover the whereabouts.

In this way, at most, you can only see a cloud floating slightly faster on the ground, and you never thought that there was a dragon knight hidden on it, so you could easily spy on the movement of the undead without worrying about being discovered.

"Osiris, what are you going to do to become a brave man like Lord Richard." Higuain looked down at his delicate palm, "I am a coward, not even a girl like Sinclair. What a knight."

The dragon was silent, only turning its huge head and gently rubbing Higuain. There seemed to be some worries hidden in those cold golden vertical pupils.

"Om~" The communication magic stone in his arms trembled slightly.

Higuain blew his nose and quickly took out the magic stone to connect.

"Please report the results of this aerial reconnaissance, it's over." It was Seedorf's voice.

Higuain nodded slightly when he saw Osiris, leaning to the magic stone and said: "The third aerial reconnaissance did not find large-scale undead. Higuain applied to launch further investigations forward. It's over."

"The application is rejected, please return to the flight immediately, it's over."

"Received, over."

The dragon turned slightly sideways, making a huge arc and turning.

If you look up on the ground, you will find a cloud moving against the wind.

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"Richard, judging from the investigation results in the past few days, it can be determined that the movement of the undead has gradually stopped." Seedorf held a mini military map and walked to Richard's side, on which densely colored arrows were drawn with oil paint pens.

Since the Alpine Fort has air cavalry, it has brought great convenience to geographic surveys, and the accuracy of self-produced maps is significantly higher than that of the market.

"That is to say, the main force has been basically attracted by the front-line coalition forces, right?" Lord Lord is conducting special training, and the target is the warrior who has mastered the semi-dead of Qianduo.

As they have a very high proportion and low level of second-rate priest Shengguang, there are many tricks to play in the tactical arrangement.

It's just that there is no precedent for such a unit in history to refer to, and no one can say how to do it better.

Based on the coordinated tactics of infantry and tank, Richard developed a set of coordinated infantry and priest tactics. That is to organize a dozen ordinary infantry and a priest into a unit, and fight around the priest as the core.

Relying on the high quality of the soldiers, after a few days of rehearsal, they looked decent. However, before pulling out the real sword and real spear, even the lord himself is not very good in his heart, so he can only secretly pray for the gods and Buddhas to take care of him.

"Yes, if the undead also divide the front and back~www.readwn.com~ they must be very empty in the back now." Seedorf nodded slightly.

"Very good." Richard snapped his fingers and suddenly turned his head and said loudly to the soldiers being trained: "You know, the number of frontline regiments that add up to 300,000 people is just a feint, our number one hundred and thirty-sixth. Talent is the real workhorse."

For the arrogant Ripper fighters, this kind of contrasting and exaggerated description shouldn't be too much in line with their wishes, and there was an extremely loud cheer.

"However, the enemy may be stronger than imagined." Lord Lord suddenly sighed quietly, and the shadow was drawn by the setting sun, looking depressed.

"The Ripper never asks how many enemies there are." Hutt carefully wrapped the non-slip bandage around his hands without raising his head.

As the chief archer of Alpine Fort, he was also in the first batch of semi-undead.

"Just ask where the enemy is!" The shouts from the school field rolled like thunder.

Richard smiled, "Prepare and set off tomorrow morning."

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