Ride and Cut

"He actually committed suicide." Bedric stood beside Capet's body, shaking his head regretfully. Next to him, Buster had one arm hung around his neck with a bandage, and he was using his only good hand to carry a piece of fiery red gold-embroidered silk cloth, smiling so hard that his teeth could not see his face.

For a vanguard of only 5,000 men, it was a feat worth bragging about in a tavern to break through a Stuart regiment and capture the flag. If a blood knight is added to the results of the battle, it can basically be inherited as a bragging asset to the grandson.

The only pity is that he was not able to capture the army commander himself, which is a little unsatisfactory.

"Yeah." Li Cha dealt with it casually, anyone could see that his eyes were empty and he was obviously absent-minded. But no one dared to disturb him lightly, after all, he was a super warrior who led troops to defeat the Blood Knight.

No one knew that he was actually looking at the system panel, and two diametrically opposed emotions of joy and sadness were fermenting in his heart at the same time.

After one battle, the names of twenty-six barbarian warriors and four centaur rangers were permanently crossed out from the roster. It is known without statistics that most of them are caused by blood knights.

These bald and shirtless strong men left a very deep impression on Li Cha, with their outstanding strength and changeable styles of play. If it weren't for the huge disadvantage in terms of quantity, it would be hard to tell what would happen.

Perhaps it was because the journey was so smooth, he had to admit that he was a little supercilious at first, and didn't pay much attention to the blood knight at all. As a result, it was only when they fought that they found out that there was such a ruthless character, so they learned a lesson firmly.

The corpses of thirty Alpine Fort warriors were turned into ashes and a stream of smoke that went straight up to Qingming as the bonfire ignited. Richard watched this scene in silence for a long time, but Hurt and Gunther took the initiative to comfort him. For them, fighting and death are part of life, and it is a rare honor to die in a sufficiently dazzling battle.

As a clergyman, Granling presided over this simple battlefield funeral, declaring that the goddess would accept these lost souls.

But the rewards are equally gratifying.

The rich experience brought by continuous fighting and daily training for a long time finally led to the birth of the first batch of top system soldiers in Gaoshanbao.

The names of Berserker and Centaur Pioneer appeared in the system arms list for the first time.

As the latest rookies to join Alpine Fort, it is not surprising that none of them can be promoted to the top level for the time being.

However, the highland barbarians, as the first veterans to join, can be said to be the first to fly stupid birds in terms of gaining experience, and they have obvious advantages compared with centaurs. But the reality is quite the opposite. It can be clearly seen on the system panel that there are five top soldiers, including four centaurs, but only one barbarian.

It is conceivable that the barbarian needs a lot of experience to be promoted to a berserker.

The only berserker can be described as a single seedling in a thousand fields, Li Cha was very impressed with this guy. His name is Russell, and he has always been in the first echelon among the barbarians. The first batch to be promoted to barbarian warriors, the first batch to be promoted to barbarian giant ax warriors, and now they have become the first berserkers.

"Do you feel anything?" Li Cha bent down and picked up a stone with his fingers, and it landed on his forehead.

"I understand." Unlike those comrades who were eager to adapt to the power after advanced and were too lively, Roselle stood quietly on the spot, with more doubts on his face but understanding, standing alone in the cold wind, as if he had merged with the sky and the earth, like a rock.

"What did you realize?" Gunther looked at him angrily with his hands on his hips, and rolled his eyes.

"Everything in the world, the growth of vegetation, and..." Roselle's eyes were closed tightly, and his face was full of vivid pain like constipation. He opened his eyes abruptly, just about to continue showing off his mystery, when he suddenly found that Gunther was watching him move his fist maliciously.

As the previous "boss", how powerful Gunther's fists are is simply a painful memory that all barbarians can't get rid of.

"Hey, I'm just kidding." Roselle smiled and rubbed his hands, "I also said it's not very good, I'll show you guys and you'll know."

As soon as I heard that there was excitement to watch, a group of idlers gathered around in the blink of an eye. At this time, only a strong and strong man can squeeze into the inner circle with his body, and a small man like a Skaar can only jump outside and worry about it.

Roselle was crazy on his own, waving at the people around him artificially. Then he took a deep breath, the muscles all over his body tensed, and a suppressed growl sounded from his voice, and the veins on his forehead bulged. Just as everyone was waiting with bated breath, there was a sudden sound of fart accompanied by bursts of stench.

The people who had desperately squeezed into the inner circle to watch the excitement suddenly began to flee desperately. The scolding mothers from all over the world gathered together, making all the barbarians unable to lift their heads.

"I feel like I'm not angry enough." Russell touched the back of his head in embarrassment, his face full of innocence.

"Then let me help you!" Gunther finally couldn't stand this kind of behavior that smeared all the barbarians anymore, and kicked him like a dog. Roselle's head fell on a horseshoe rock and was crushed into two pieces with a bang.

"Are you angry enough?"

"Enough, enough..." Roselle hadn't gotten up yet, the obvious change in voice had already made everyone present feel something was wrong.

Under the gaze of hundreds of pairs of eyes, Roselle's already extremely strong muscles continued to bulge visibly with the naked eye. The hair on the top of the head stood up like steel needles, and blue veins like tree roots exploded on both sides of the corners of the eyes.

If the eyes are the windows to the soul, he must be hanging curtains. Those eyes, which were originally black and white, are rapidly turning into blood red, pure and sinister!

Judging strength purely by appearance is undoubtedly superficial, but even a blind person can feel that Roselle is definitely stronger than ever at this moment!

"Why are you all looking at me?" Roselle suddenly realized that the surroundings were too quiet, and let go of his hand rubbing his buttocks, "Can I still have flowers on my face?"

He couldn't help reaching out and touching his cheek, and after touching the bulging blood vessels on both sides of his eyes with his fingertips, he groped again as if in disbelief. Roselle's complexion changed drastically immediately, and he opened his mouth to curse: "Damn Gunther! Did you disfigure me by kicking me?"

"Here's the goddamn undead!" Gunther looked down at his feet, wondering if he should give every savage a shot.

"Berserker!" If the shock in Bedric's voice could be converted into food, Pompeii would no longer have to worry about famine for at least a hundred years.

Li Cha, who was studying against the system panel, was taken aback when he heard that, and thought that Bedrick could also see the panel, because the top soldiers of the highland barbarians were called "berserkers".

But he soon realized that this was not the case at all. His Highness the Crown Prince looked at Roselle like a brown bear looking at honey, and he had no time to care about him.