Ride and Cut

"Little card." The lord called Carlos, who was busy teaching divine arts, "You now take all the priests to hide in the twilight forest, so you don't need to show anything."

He didn't want to be discovered by outsiders that thousands of people in Gaoshan Fort were carrying weak elemental fluctuations. It was too scary.

"Yes, boss." Carlos threw down the pointer quickly, and shouted at the instructor group that was in the midst of the fire, "Take them together."

The instructors who had long been accustomed to order and prohibition went on to communicate, and the order that had been reluctantly established all morning collapsed in an instant.

A small number of former Alpine Fort militias were able to find their own instructors and showed a little discipline.

Even more, they don't know what happened, and they don't even have the slightest sense of being a soldier. They discussed eagerly with each other, and even chased each other in the chaos. The school field was as noisy as ten thousand chickens crowing at the same time.

In the vast ocean of small heads, the few instructors of Gaoma University seem to have broken into a few red cranes in a flock of chickens. They were dumbfounded as they watched the training results vanish into nothing, and their expressions gradually became desperate.

Richard and Seedorf looked at each other and shrugged helplessly.

Compared with the fierce races that naturally have a sense of honor, Bunnymen and Goatman vassals are more accustomed to having fun at any time, especially those who have just come from the wilderness.

I have to admit that even if there are system blessings, it is a long way to train them to look like they are.

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Departing from the capital of Frederick, transfer to Coron, and then continue trekking through the wilderness for three days before reaching the destination.

The journey is long and arduous, but it is still second. The real headache was that the mission was so heavy that Prince Schmidt was full of doubts and couldn't relax.

But when the journey was finally completed, the carriage stopped to take a rest. Everything that came into view still made him admire.

Looking forward along the dirt road hidden in the grass, ant-like workers are busy, lifting stones with the help of huge levers to build a majestic wall of twenty blades. At present, only less than a quarter has been completed and it is far from being closed, but there is already a little magnificent momentum.

The castle seems to have only been built, and there is no trace left by half wind and rain. Occupying the only commanding height within a radius of tens of miles, like a silent guard, overlooking the large residential areas surrounding the hills.

In the evening, the setting sun coated everything with a magnificent blush and softened everything.

The clear water seems to be nostalgic for people, and it makes a slight bend here. Forming a large area of ​​calm and open water, it has become an ideal hometown for reeds.

The slender elf girl propped up the awning boat and walked through it, occasionally bending down to pick up a few green and white duck eggs.

They are laughing and making trouble, like people in the painting.

I was used to seeing the unchanging barrenness of the wilderness, and when I first saw this prosperous scene, my first reaction was actually moved.

The land here seems to be more fertile than the rest of the wilderness, and clumps of bitter wattles are blooming everywhere. When the breeze blows, the faint fragrance is like silk and strands, moisturizing things silently.

Prince Schmidt had never drunk, but he felt as if he was drunk.

"The beautiful place touched the soft string in my heart." He couldn't help asking, "Is this really a mountain castle?"

He has seen the archives of Noble Court. According to records, there was only a two-story wooden building at the beginning. If all changes have occurred in just a few years, it would be a little weird.

There is already a prototype of a city here.

"Of course, welcome to Gaoshan Fort, my good prince." Richard hugged hard.

Prince Schmidt is also considered an old acquaintance of Alpine Castle. He had socialized in the holy city of Vatican, and his responsibility and mind were impressive.

"Richard, please forgive me for being too direct." The noble-born royal family said very kindly. "The information you sent has been received by the court very early, but it is too much involved and I have to send someone to verify it. So here I am."

Prince Schmidt is considered a heavyweight in Pompeii, and Sargerei served as the right-hand man when he was still alive.

"Of course I can understand." Lord Lord laughed, "The banquet has been prepared for you, so let's fill up our stomachs first."

It just so happened that a group of Fengshen pterosaurs was landing with the last afterglow, blowing up the wind and blowing dust.

"What kind of flying dragon is this, why have I never seen it?" The prince took a deep breath, his eyes faintly rippled.

Probably because he had served in the cavalry when he was young, he is famous for fond of good horses and all kinds of rare mounts.

"A kind of ice-field flying dragon, I sent someone to catch it when I went south to spend the winter, and it was used to form air cavalry."

"Such a beast must be particularly difficult to trap, right?"

"It doesn't take much trouble. Use logs to prop up a huge basket, and then place some beef and mutton underneath. The hunter takes the rope and lays in ambush." ​​The lord said with a nose and eye, "When the flying dragon descends to eat the meat, just pull the rope and use it. The basket buckled them."

"That much bigger basket is enough!" Prince Schmidt couldn't help but express emotion when he looked at the flying dragons that conservatively estimated that their wingspans were more than ten blades.

"..." Richard nodded pretentiously, "Anyway, it's very big, very big!"

"The little pioneering leader actually dared to form air cavalry. This is completely overstepped!" Behind Prince Schmidt, a thin old man with gray hair and bald spots suddenly said, and the strong bad breath almost made Richard somersault.

"Alpine Fort should immediately disband its organization and hand over all flying dragon mounts to the military headquarters."

"Are you?" Lord Lord asked sideways in a polite manner.

"Frost~www.readwn.com~Marquis Frost." This guy is proud of his chest.

"Frost..." Richard nodded pretendingly, and then turned around, "I haven't heard of it."

"Richard, why are you like this?" Annie was very slender and charming in a royal blue evening gown. She covered her mouth and snickered and slapped him on the arm. "The Frost family is the descendant of famous heroes."

"Oh, the descendants of heroes." Lord Lord sneered with a sneer from his nose, and his eyes could not be naked enough to write-are you worthy?

"You!" The Marquis Frost almost couldn't help having an attack.

"It is an old rule in the Nero era to prohibit local nobles from establishing air cavalry. We Pompeii have not inherited it, and there is no way to talk about overstepping." Prince Schmidt interrupted him, "The banquet is about to begin, and I can't help thinking. Try the famous specialties of Alpine Fort, how about you, Lord Frost?"

"Hahaha, don't bother to make a joke." Richard's face was blue and white and the dry old man winked his eyes, "It's getting late, sirs, please come with me."

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