Ride and Cut

"Where's the cook, quickly set up a table for the lord to relieve my greed, and it's too chilly to eat when I'm on the way. 35xs" Richard squeezed his belly, he must have lost fat.

Before leaving, I thought that there was a secret waiting for him to unravel, but he rushed to see that it was not the case at all.

It's a very simple and very mysterious little aristocratic arsenal, and the structure is so simple that you can see the head at a glance, and there is not much inside.

There is no essential difference from the arsenal of Gaoshan Fort, at most it has been buried underground for thousands of years.

The sky had never been seen, but the indigenous people were lucky. A heavy rain collapsed the long-lasting rammed earth, and the remains were exposed.

With the poor historical knowledge of Lord Lord, it can only be seen that it was a product of the era of Nero's rebellion. At that time, mankind was at a node from unity to split. The reflection in artistic creation was that the fusion of styles was particularly obvious, which can be seen by anyone with a little bit of common sense.

This also stunned a group of aboriginals who had never seen the world. For them, it was impossible to imagine that they could push the age determination to three thousand years ago.

"Where did the Bunnyman go?" Only Richard and the Centaur Rangers came back. Buckland looked for them and didn't see the figure of the vassals who had set off together.

"It's still there. I think there is a beautiful mural on the wall. Let them find a way to chisel it down, and then hang it in the hall to decorate the facade. 35xs" Richard said as he walked into the house.

"Aren't you afraid that something will happen to them staying there?" Bucklan dragged his awkward body to catch up.

"What can happen?" Richard said indifferently, "I told them to run when the situation was wrong, and whoever would be bored and attack the Bunnyman."

"Tsk, too."

In the Wilderness Rules, these vassals who are only good at production rather than fighting will be regarded as a kind of "property", and of course property is relatively less vulnerable to attack.

Hendra Gunavin sat on the broad and flat back of a horrible terrestrial griffin, wearing a refined Miso full body armor inlaid with gold and silver, the spear and the sword were hung on both sides of the saddle, and his posture was straight but his eyes were blank. Looking at the horizon at the intersection of heaven and earth in the distance.

The terrestrial griffin is a hybrid descendant of the griffin and the cannibal lion.

The mirror-like Miso plate armor is inlaid with many broken rubies, connected to each other in a specific geometric shape, alternating light and dark like breathing.

As long as you have eyes you can see that these are valuable treasures.

Hendra came from the Kingdom of Stuart in the east of Pompeii. This country is one of the three powers of mankind. Its overall national strength is slightly weaker than that of San Jose and Pompeii.

As the grandson of the imperial marshal, he still has one-eighth of the royal lineage, and he is a real son of a celebrity. Labels such as "good family background", "noble background", "great future", and the like are born for this kind of people.

Unfortunately, things are not that simple at all.

After joining the Royal Capital Guards with several older brothers, only Hendra himself was sent to the border where the birds do not shit, and was quickly promoted to the commander of the "Brown Bear Roar" Legion in just a few years.

The naming of the King Stuart regiment follows an insurmountable strict rule, and insiders can see many things just by looking at the name.

The frontline elite corps are all named after natural disasters. Insiders such as "Storm Fury" or "Great Earthquake" will know at a glance that it is not the king's imperial army or the cusp of the major military regions. It is better not to provoke it easily.

The second-line regular army uses the names of various powerful monsters, such as "Wrestling with the Dragon", "Gryphon Ambition", and "Sturdy Eagle Strong Wall".

The brown bear is named after an ordinary beast, whether it is a lion, a tiger, a wild boar or an elephant, it is the worst third-tier local garrison.

A Manchu army should have about four thousand people under its jurisdiction, and this kind of garrison can be half full even if the ancestors have accumulated virtue.

The military is a place that pays attention to factions and ranks. The elite corps and regular corps communicate frequently, but once they are labeled as a garrison, it is tantamount to exile, and wanting to be accepted by the mainstream is almost a pipe dream.

Hendra knew that he had been abandoned by the family from the day he took over the legion commander's scepter.

The reality is cruel, and the family needs some people to stay in mediocre positions for a lifetime, so that resources can be concentrated on more promising people. Hendra once thought that he certainly belonged to the kind of hope, but the reality responded to him with a loud and powerful slap.

If nothing else, Mr. Hendra, who is 27 years old this year, will not have any chance of promotion. Now this position is higher than all his peers in the family, but then he will spend his whole life slowly witnessing how other people gradually catch up, equalize with him, get a little better, and finally climb to reach beyond sight. The prestigious position.

But Hendra is not so easy to give up~www.readwn.com~ Judging from his insight and wisdom, the garrison is by no means hopeless.

For example, actively train soldiers to enhance the strength of their subordinates. In the future, once there is a war, the garrison will have the opportunity to be awarded the flag again when leading the army to establish meritorious service.

At that time, Hendra, the chief of the grass chicken legion, would fly up to the branch and become a giant dragon, becoming a rising star in the military.

There is a successful precedent for this route, and it also has a realistic basis. The border between Stuart and Pompeii has been very tight in recent years, and no one can tell when a war will break out.

The only problem is that it requires a lot of things: good soldiers, sophisticated equipment and sufficient supplies. If we generalize it further, we can draw a more concise conclusion about money.

His plan requires a large sum of money to open the way.

It's just that the Chancellor of the Exchequer will not pay attention to these ideas. Of course, the military expenditures don't include additional expenses, and Hendra has to pay for it out of his own pocket. As a decent son, he can get a sum of money from home every month, but it is far from enough.

The seemingly decent and glamorous Lord Hendra was actually short of money, and even thought of selling this precious enchanted armor on his body to raise money, but in the end he couldn't make up his mind. For the swordsman, the enchanting effect of fire element anti-injury is very practical, and he is reluctant to bear it.

So after the grizzly roar was initially equipped with combat effectiveness, Hendra immediately began to lead his army to actively attack the bandits. On the one hand, soldiers are trained through low-intensity combat, and on the other hand, they collect trophies and merchants’ commissions to make up for the financial gap.

And when he led a team to encircle the gangsters a few months ago, Hendra stumbled upon an interesting thing. The gangsters were actually equipped with many ancient bronze weapons.