Ride and Cut

"I always feel powerless in the face of these things." Buckland shook his head and smiled wryly. He took off his tortoiseshell glasses and rubbed the circles of his eyes with his chubby fingers. "Whether it's the Book of the Dead or the reason why Dracula became like this, we seem to have no choice but to wait for the arrangement of fate in a small wilderness like ours. After all, we are not mages, priests, or big men."

"That's not necessarily the case." Richard leaned on the chair with his legs crossed and snapped his fingers, "The reappearance of the undead is not a trivial matter, so the mediation of the Church of the Holy Light has started again. Next month, Pompeii, Stuart and San Jose will send envoys to the holy city of Vatican, and the envoys will definitely know the inside story."

"Oh, who can be honored to be an envoy?" Hurt was very good at winking, his tone and expression were exaggerated.

Gunther rolled his eyes, and his lips smacked silently twice. From the shape of his mouth, he could vaguely recognize it as a "sycophant".

"Ahem, I am one of them." Li Cha blushed and couldn't help laughing.

It is said that this is His Majesty Sargerei's imperial order. When the lord heard the news from Bedric, he was quite shocked. But thinking about it later, it makes sense.

This war was nominally started by him, and it was finally brought to an end by him. Letting him join the envoys is really not a reckless choice, but rather a suitable candidate.

In addition, Pompeii, as a traditional supporter of the Church of the Goddess of Ice and Snow, actually sent envoys to the headquarters of the Church of the Holy Light, which itself contained a huge amount of information.

"You are actually an envoy?" The old white tiger looked at the lord of Gaoshanbao, hesitating to speak.

This guy was eating Hesse fiercely just now, there was still brown sauce on both sides of his mouth that hadn't been licked clean, and a la carte leaf was stuffed between his teeth. If envoys represent the face of the entire country, then Li Cha's reputation as a barbarian in Pompeii may never be washed away.

"Well, we're leaving next month." After finishing speaking, Li Cha turned his head to look at the half-elf businessman, "By the way, Annie, last time you said who was coming to the Alpine Castle?"

"My mother clan, a prairie elf tribe, has about four hundred people." Annie stretched out her hand to brush her messy hair from her temples, took a deep breath, and seemed a little nervous, "They...they hope to join Alpine Fort."

Ever since the soldiers from the Alpine Castle returned collectively, she has been vaguely uneasy.

Judging from the intuitive feeling alone, Annie has to admit that these fighters are much more restrained than before. Compared with the arrogance at that time when his nostrils were upturned and he was supercilious, and he didn't bother to talk to the mercenaries. Now at least it seems that everyone is very honest, telling jokes to each other from time to time, and it is inevitable that they seem to be quite talkative.

But with an unusually delicate mind, Annie fully understood that it wasn't because they had lost their arrogance that they restrained themselves. Rather, after the arrogance spread and grown unscrupulously, it can be deeply hidden when it reaches the point where everything will be reversed.

If the previous arrogance was only on the skin, it is definitely deep into the bone marrow now. Like a giant dragon, it is lazy when sleeping, but once it is serious, it is a nightmare for all living beings.

A hound would keep peace with a strange visitor in the kennel, but a dragon would never. And the only person who could turn the dragon into a hound was across the table, frowning and reaching for the vegetable leaves between his teeth with his tongue. His reply and attitude are undoubtedly crucial to the elf tribe.

"This is no problem." Li Cha didn't think much about it, and agreed without hesitation.

The half-elf chick couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"When will they come?" The lord suddenly became enthusiastic.

After fighting a national war, he deeply realized that the size of 300 people was not enough, but there was a lack of excellent soldiers in order to expand the army right now. After all, Li Cha has been a loyal supporter of the elite soldier line since the day he started recruiting soldiers, and it is impossible to tolerate rotten fish and rotten shrimp just for the sake of getting heads. But elves are not ordinary, even children know that they are the best archers and guerrilla swordsmen.

"Everyone has already arrived, but they have been stationed ten miles away." Annie smiled from the bottom of her heart.

"Gunther, go and bring them in."

Gang Manzi quickly stood up, relieved, and left without looking back at the door. He couldn't understand what he was talking about just now, and he couldn't get a word out of his mouth. He had been sitting there staring at the ceiling and struggling, and now he was finally relieved.

"Tsk, Richard still has time to be careful." Buckland remembered clearly.

Annie first told Li Cha about this with the communication magic stone, at least dozens of days ago, when Li Cha was fighting outside. Now dozens of days have passed, and he still hasn't forgotten it! This kind of thing may be common to others, but it is a miracle for the lord of the mountain castle.

The lord took a look at the old man, picked up the spoon and knocked on the table three times. There was a noisy sound of tables and chairs, and several officers present at the scene stood up and slammed the heels of their riding boots, with their chests and stomachs raised and their faces solemn, quietly waiting to listen to instructions.

"We must expand the army as soon as possible, but the problem is that there are not enough troops. Everyone, come and brainstorm."

Pompeii and Stuart can only be regarded as a truce now, and it is hard to say what will happen next, but Richard always feels that it is difficult to usher in complete peace. Gao Shanbao's strength is still not enough, if he does not improve as soon as possible now, he will not be able to sleep well.

"Wait, expand the army? How much are you going to expand?" Buckland's small mung bean eyes widened to the extreme. As a logistics director who is thrifty and manages his family, he is naturally extremely sensitive to certain words.

The lord stretched out three fingers and shook them twice.

"Three hundred, that's not bad..." Old Baihu subconsciously nodded while supporting his tortoiseshell glasses. This figure was just to make up for the loss.

"Three hundred?" Li Cha sneered disdainfully, "Three thousand! It's better to be three thousand, if not, two thousand is fine, but it can't be five hundred anyway."

The core of Gaoshanbao's ability to take the route of elite soldiers lies in the cavalry and slashing system of the lord.

With the blessing of the system, it is true that fighters can grow rapidly through battles, but the system quota is never endless. In fact, at the beginning, the system could only lead dozens of people, and after recruiting a group of barbarians, there were not many left.

If the quota remained unchanged, let alone a series of wars that gradually escalated later, it would have been difficult to deal with the indigenous people at the beginning.

Fortunately, this quota can be increased. Specifically, there are two ways to upgrade skills and improve reputation.

For Li Cha, the road of skill improvement requires a lot of attribute points and skill points. His level is too high and it is difficult to upgrade.

But as early as when he first came to the wilderness, the lord has already discovered that the road to improving his reputation is simply a golden road, and he can rely on it to make a fortune.