Ride and Cut

"Let's go." Standing in front of the passage on the other side, Li Cha suppressed his confused thoughts and said to the others.

Hurt and Gunther led the way, the lord was in the middle, and Nehru and Abu walked at the end with two short legs, each holding a lead apple.

The two of them followed the person in front of them and walked straight, but as soon as they crossed the space gap, they both bumped into the waist of their lord.

"Why did you stop?" Abu helped his felt hat with a distinct literati air, cherishing it very much.

As soon as he raised his head, he immediately understood the reason—the Second General Hem Ha was not idle when he was waiting here, and after an awkward period of time, the two giant monsters lay sprawled on the ground, each kicking on the other's face with their black soles, showing very innocent and honest expressions.

"Father, he hit me first." The two of them pointed at each other at the same time.

"You two...one counts as the other, get out of here!" Lord Lord's fingers were trembling - purely angry.

Seeing this scene, Nehru was immediately overjoyed, feeling that the long-awaited opportunity had finally come.

In the past, when there were only three people in the Gaoshanbao spell-casting team, the staff consisted of a team leader, a deputy team leader, and himself as the only team member, who did not enjoy cadre treatment.

Later, eight more giant monster shamans were added, and the scale of the spell-casting group expanded rapidly, with a total of eleven members at once. He also thought that there should always be a few troubled brothers and sisters accompanying him to be unlucky, so he could balance his mind.

But I never expected that the tyrant of Gaoshanbao was far more stupid than imagined! Arranging a configuration of one team leader and nine deputy team leaders, and himself, the only team member, still does not enjoy the cadre treatment.

Nehru felt like vomiting blood every time he thought of this incident, and it was almost becoming a heart disease for him.

One must know that he was once a highly anticipated star in the wasteland, which native could not act with his wink, and had he ever been wronged like this?

From then on, Nehru made a secret vow: Today I am as humble as an ant, but one day I will at least be the deputy leader of the spell-casting team, and I will drag down the most disliked General Heng Ha to be a member of the team, and listen to him giving orders every day.

"My lord!" Nehru hugged Li Cha's thigh tightly and did not let go, his nose and tears were streaming together, his tone was as if his father and mother were married, "They are not suitable to be the team leader at all, why don't they get rid of them and replace them with me!"

"You... are fine." Li Cha felt his temples bulge when he saw the three pieces of material now: "Hurt, take him to feed the coyotes immediately."

Hutt nodded, and without saying a word, he grabbed Nehru and galloped away.

"My mother earth, Hurt is serious?" Gunther opened his mouth half-opened, watching their backs go away quickly, seemingly unbelievable.

"Let go of me! Let me go! I shed blood for the Alpine Castle! I want to explain to the lord in person!" The kobold shaman's voice quickly became weaker and weaker, until it was hard to catch.

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Leaving aside such a big issue as the world situation, this mediation negotiation is also very important to Richard or the entire Gaoshan Fort.

He doesn't care much about whether the dead are dead or not. That's something that the Church of the Holy Light should worry about, and the lord is too lazy to meddle in other things. The problem is that once the mediation fails, if Stuart and Pompey confront each other again, Gaoshanbao may never have peace.

This is definitely not persecution paranoia, but a worry that cannot be more practical.

Originally, the geographical location was near the front. Judging from the territory, it was one of the most protruding places in Pompeii relative to Stuart, so it was naturally vulnerable to attack.

What's more, the lord of the Alpine Fort, that is, Richard himself, basically rubbed the face of the Stuart Empire in the process of becoming famous. The victories he fought were like a slap in the face, slapped hard on Stuart's face.

Now even beggars know that Stuart's most elite Blood Knights are unable to stop Pompeii, a small pioneer Baron Richard.

But the Stuart soldiers were a little bit bloody, and the Stuart nobles still had a little bit of face, it was impossible not to throw back these slaps.

Therefore, at this mediation meeting, the lord has to go there in person no matter what he says, and do his best to promote the peaceful resolution of the problem.

If it succeeds, then everything is easy to say, if it doesn’t succeed—new and old grudges add up, you can basically come back and pack up and prepare for war.

Li Cha doesn't want to fight this kind of indiscriminate fighting. In his eyes, war is for long-term peace, not the other way around. But when necessary, I'm not afraid to fight, and I don't mind staying with me to the end!

"Why is Nehru so honest recently?" Buckland suddenly noticed that the kobold shaman was always slouching these days, which was quite different from his usual performance of jumping up and down.

"I cleaned it up." The lord laughed.

Nehru was really afraid of death to a certain extent. At that time, he was carried by Hurt and was dozens of yards away from the coyote. Since I came back, I may feel ashamed of myself, and I am much more honest.

"You are also boring, why bully him all day long." The old white tiger is very soft-hearted, even when dealing with Nehru, who is hated by everyone. This is also one of the reasons why Li Cha can trust him.

This old man does have a kindness that is rarer than gold today, the kind that does not mix any utilitarianism.

"I'm not bullying him, I'm educating him." The lord finished speaking eloquently, and he still didn't forget to order, "By the way, elder, I will send a pair of bows and arrows and throw guns into my room later."

"No matter how much you practice your archery and throwing skills, it's still the same. It's a hard work, and you haven't given up yet?" Buckland sneered with his mouth curled up.

When he first came to Gaoshan Castle, he could often see Li Cha trying to practice bow and arrow. Very diligent and serious, but unfortunately, I haven't seen any improvement. As soon as the arrow leaves the string, it flies around completely, and it may hit anything except the target.

Even Buckland, an old layman, sometimes shoots two arrows with itchy hands to move his body, and his accuracy is 80% better than that of the lord.

Until later, Li Cha accidentally shot and killed a herdsman's cow - dozens of yards away from the target. This incident seriously hit his enthusiasm, and he was rarely seen afterwards.

"If you ask you to send it, you will give it away. There is so much nonsense." Li Cha was poked in a sore spot, and suddenly became angry from embarrassment.

"Okay, okay, I'll have someone deliver it to you in a while."

"Okay, then I'll go back first." The lord walked back to the house and lay on the bed, and soon there was a knock on the door.

"Enter."

"I heard from the elder that you are going to start practicing bow and arrow again?" It was Anne who brought him the bow and arrow and threw the gun. The half-elf girl reluctantly put the things on the table and said worriedly: "It's good to improve yourself. It's okay to shoot a cow, but you must not shoot the leader."

"..." Li Cha took a deep breath, "I don't hit women, you get out! Immediately!"

On the sixth day of the double shift, it was pretty good, but my head was a little cold, and no one gave me a monthly pass