Ride and Cut

　　 Within one day of the journey from Cologne to the north, it belongs to the actual control area of ​​Pompeii. There are large and small human settlements, and the conditions are good in all aspects.

　　Go further north and gradually get out of the range of the security forces' daily patrols, and everything gradually gets worse. There are many tribes, large and small, on this vast land. There are humans as well as alien races such as bear goblins, jackals, or savages.

　　 They usually live by grazing and hunting, and they never mind being a bandit when they have the opportunity. Perhaps for these tribes in a state of semi-ignorance, there is no difference between robbing pedestrians and hunting elk.

　　 From the second day, a "little tail" has been falling behind the convoy.

　　 At first, a few wild people followed behind the convoy, trying to pick up some leftover leftovers to fill their stomachs. But soon, the size of the little tail became bigger and bigger like a snowball.

　　 Their guts are directly proportional to the number of people. When there are three or five people, they just want to pick up leftovers to eat, and they will be shocked by a big drink. When it swelled to dozens of people and started to follow the convoy blatantly, the blind could see that the intention was wrong.

　　 The accompanying mercenaries asked the convoy to turn around and return to the safe area to wait for the right time. This is what they usually do in this situation.

　　 But Richard refused their request and only let the mercenaries and grooms leave the team and return to Coron, and proceeded to the depths of the wilderness with fifty barbarians.

　　 The "little tail" falling behind the team continued to swell, and the number gradually exceeded one hundred. They seem to have determined that the team is a turtle in the urn and began to blatantly connect back and forth.

　　 This group of robbers obviously came from at least three tribes. The most numerous were the Jackals, with a total of 70 or 80. He is tall and physically strong but has chaotic discipline. As a robber, he is above the standard. Confronting the regular army is just looking for death.

　　 followed by a group of hobgoblins, about twenty people. The physique is generally slightly smaller than that of the jackals, but it is said that they are the most disciplined military race among the goblins, and their combat effectiveness may be stronger.

　　 It is a little surprising that this group of Caotai team did not know where to bring three monsters into the group. This monster with a height of three meters and muscular knots, it is said that the monster with strong recovery ability at least looks very majestic.

Even though the composition of the personnel is so mixed, the robbers have achieved uniform dressing-they are all clad in tattered cloth strips of invisible color, with wooden sticks, bones and rotten iron pieces as weapons, which is a hundred years ahead of the Pompeian Empire. The officers and soldiers agree.

　　 "Stop, put the carriage in a circle, and the animals are in it."

　　 Richard decided that if it drags on, the band of bandits may not be able to grow, but it is safer to annihilate them on the spot.

　　 But as soon as they stopped, the band of bandits that had been active also stopped, and it seemed that they hadn't done a good job of mental construction.

　　 You don’t have to think about it. Once they set off, they will follow up again, keeping a safe distance all the time. This kind of tactic is very concealed, but it cannot be said to be useless.

"Boss, this thing looks scary." Gunther found that Richard had been looking at the trolls, thinking he was jealous. "We used to slaughter a few in the snowy fields. It didn’t take much effort. The meat was stinky but could Fishing for seals."

　　 "Gunther!"

　　 Richard reached out his hand to support the wooden planks of the carriage, turned over and jumped onto the top of the carriage, looking down at the highland barbarians.

　　 He took out a tight fish skin package from his arms, and after opening it was full of bean-sized brown balls, exuding a strong spicy flavor.

　　 "Divide it for everyone, one for each person."

　　 "What's this." Gunther took it and put one in his mouth first, and the bitter and spicy smell made him grin.

　　 "A kind of precious oriental medicine, called the'Sura magic medicine', eaten it can increase strength, cultivate spirit, and have a reborn magical effect."

　　 Richard stood on the roof of the car shaking his head, like a magic stick selling fake medicine.

　　 Gunther was half-opened with a pill in his mouth, neither swallowing nor vomiting. Occasionally there are merchants selling drugs on the snowy field, but even the most daring crooks dare not praise this kind of seaport. Had it not been for his boss, he would have raised his fist and started beating.

　　 "Don't worry, it's no good to lie to you." Richard tried his best to maintain a serious face.

　　 This sentence plays a role. The strange smell noodles were distributed to every barbarian, and they were swallowed frowningly.

　　 Yes, it's the noodles.

　　 The main ingredient is the cheapest cooked cassava flour and honey to make balls, mixed with cheap and flavorful spices to give a little medicinal taste. It cost less than three silver coins. In general, it can be regarded as seasoned noodles.

　　 The name Shura Potion is still from the knight novel, because it vaguely has the charm of his hometown, so it is deeply impressed.

　　 The main ingredient of this thing is starch, and its only effect is to fill the stomach. As for "increasing strength, nurturing spirit, and reborn", it is completely nonsense.

　　 But Richard didn't worry about wearing gangs, he didn't worry at all. There was a system to wipe his butt.

　　 Starting from defeating Gunther in the arena, all the barbarians' applications for entry into the team have been successively received in the riding and slashing system. It has been shelved without processing, because even for a race with a lack of brains like barbarians, the system is too much beyond common sense.

　　 They are all experienced fighters. Once they get a high amount of promotion from the system in a short period of time, they will definitely find something wrong. After all, no matter how hard the brain is, it is not in the loyal clone army. It will be afraid, betray, and question unreasonable situations.

　　 From the first day when he discovered the riding and cutting system, Richard knew that this was definitely a secret that could only be rotten in his stomach by himself.

　　 Therefore, he had to be cautious. It is necessary to find a reasonable, or at least a seemingly reasonable source for the effect of the system, such as drugs.

　　 If a noodle looks like a potion, tastes like a potion, and after eating it, the effect is like a potion, then it is undoubtedly a potion.

　　After the barbarians swallowed the group, Richard began to quickly apply for the team.

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　　The promotion route of highland barbarian soldiers is to start from the lowest-level barbarian militia, and go up one way to black. They are barbarian hunter, barbarian lancer, barbarian warrior, giant axe guard, and berserker. A monotonous route with no lack of potential.

　　 The vast majority of barbarians are recognized as the third-level barbarian lancers, UU reading www. uukanshu.com Gunther has become a single hero unit in the system.

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　　Halson is a hobgoblin chief, commanding about twenty hobgoblin warriors. Although the number is small, hobgoblins are a natural military race and are extremely good at warfare, so they are also a force that cannot be ignored in the wilderness.

　　 To be honest, as a hobgoblin, he doesn't look down on a silly big guy like a troll, let alone a mob like a jackal.

　　 Even if it is blocking roads, robbery or hunting elk, the more discipline and mind are always better, and these two things can't be found in the trolls and jackals at all. Rather than saying that these crappy guys are allies, Halson thinks "tools" is a more apt term.

　　 Being good at using "tools" is also an advantage of hobgoblins.

　　 Even as stupid as a troll or a jackal, under the reasonable command of a hobgoblin, it can still play an appropriate role. Once the operation is successful, a large number of food and steel weapons are foreseeable gains.

　　 He gently stroked the bronze two-handed long sword in his hand, which is quite good equipment in the wilderness, but bronze is inferior to steel in any way.

The wolves leader on the side of 　　 looked at this scene, salivating unnaturally at the corner of his mouth. Halson sneered in his heart-Jackal always didn't know how to hide his greed, whether it was against the human team or the metal weapons that he cherished.

　　They will never understand that a great sword assaultman needs at least five qualified spearmen to cooperate in order to exert his full power. This kind of complicated tactics are beyond the incomprehensibility of the barren brains of the jackals. Even if they were given a big sword, it would be of no use, but they just undisguisedly yearned for this sword.

　　 The scout said that the human convoy had stopped, and Harson immediately asked the jackal to stop together with the troll.