Ride and Cut

It was already three days after Li Cha rushed to the New World with a large army.

A crumpled red banner was hung on the wooden pole, and was occasionally blown by the breeze, revealing three very inconspicuous crossed swords and dragon heads embroidered in the corner.

Ugly is a bit ugly, but anyone in the know knows how shocking it is when they see it. It represents the brilliant record of defeating three giant dragons head-on. This kind of honor is enough for any legion to be proud of, but unfortunately it doesn't seem to be taken seriously by the master at the moment, and the embroidery is quite perfunctory.

The brigade of centaurs, highland barbarians, tiger spirits, and Skharr dragoons followed closely behind, and were coming from the passage from the other side in an orderly manner.

For a team of thousands of people, plus a large number of logistics carriages, it will take a lot of scheduling to pass through the narrow space that can only accommodate one dragon at a time.

Those who have already come can only wait on the side of the new world.

The Ripper has now been officially upgraded to a legion. Compared with the past, the proportion of Tiger Spirit and Barbarian recruits is quite large.

They are also the most serious and serious wave, with straight military postures, neat rows, and weapons hung in uniform positions, even if viewed from an oblique angle, they can be arranged in a straight line, which is in line with the image of elites in the minds of ordinary people.

Relatively speaking, veterans are much more casual. Maintaining a loose formation, with weapons hanging anywhere, they were chatting with each other, bursting into laughter from time to time.

They have seen many real big scenes, and they will no longer be as nervous as the first brother. Maintaining a state of looseness on the outside and tightness on the inside is already as easy and natural as breathing.

But the most relaxed ones are not the veterans, but the giant monster fighters who are close to two hundred recruits and can no longer recruit.

They had just enlisted in the army a few days ago, and the short training on the road kept these big-bellied arhats from slipping away on the spot, but that was all they could ask for. There are standing, lying, and lying down, and they beat each other with fists from time to time.

Although they were wearing urgently made large plate chain armor, nearly half of them wore it backwards, forcing themselves into it, and they didn't mind the collar getting stuck in their throats.

Everyone wears a helmet, which is also crooked and worn in any way, and it is flattering to say that it is a soldier.

If the super-heavy one-handed mace that is equipped has not been lost, it will be directly used as a crutch. Or stab yourself from time to time in the play, and suddenly there is a painful cry.

A troll is a creature with strong empathy. Whenever a troll of the same kind howls, other trolls always choose to follow immediately. As a result, the area around the passage on the other side was enveloped by the cries of giant monsters one after another, never stopping, one after another...

They seem to be having fun, but some of them are going crazy.

"I said Richard, can you let them calm down for a while? My head is about to explode." Chief Saitos' forehead was pulsating with veins visible to the naked eye.

After more than 10,000 years of quiet life in the Twilight Forest, the Iron Giant really couldn't bear the hustle and bustle of the world.

"Be patient, what can I do." The lord was smiling, with a look of indifference.

These trolls are all treasures now.

Although the Second General Humha had been entered into the system a long time ago, it existed as a hero unit.

It wasn't until he confirmed that the trolls were the descendants of the silver giants that he tried for the first time to turn those trolls who failed to awaken into shamans into ordinary system soldiers.

The moment he saw the troll tree, he regretted so much that he almost had a brain attack on the spot.

Li Cha has to admit that for a long time, Gaoshanbao has used trolls as cheap coolies, and the degree of waste is almost equivalent to smashing walnuts with jade seals, a typical beggar with a golden rice bowl.

There are now one hundred and seventy-four "wilderness monsters" in the system panel. Once they advance, they will become "elite trolls", and then continue to advance to "big trolls", "silver giants", and top soldiers "silver giant guardians".

Each advancement will bring them a comprehensive improvement in intelligence, size, and physical attributes, and what is even more frightening is that the guardian of the silver giant will even master certain magical abilities!

You must know that spellcasters are always rare, precious, and rare, and most of the low-level lords don't even have a bastard magic apprentice.

Just like Li Cha himself who just came to the wilderness, just because he is a shaman, even a guy like Nehru has to hold his nose to keep it.

And in time, if Gaoshanbao can have a large-scale troop of magic warriors and giants, it will not be simply described as "luxury".

Li Cha felt that at that time, there was no need to fight a war, and jealousy alone could make the opponent die of heartbreak.

Of course, this process will definitely be very long. Looking at the huge increase in each promotion of the trolls, you can know that the experience they need must be an astronomical figure, and it is not so easy to accumulate enough.

But hope, no matter how slim, is better than no hope.

So the lord looks at the trolls now, he is like a sweetheart, and he doesn't think they are noisy.

"The moon will be full in four days, how are you going to fight?" Chief Saitos was so overwhelmed by the noise that he began to find something to divert his attention.

"My people guard two gaps, and transfer the tiger spirits from these two gaps to strengthen the defense of other gaps." Li Cha is in a good mood now, and he is always cheerful when talking, "In addition, I will try my best to allocate a batch of armor, weapons, and fire oil to the tiger spirits. What do you think?"

"Two?" Chief Saitos hesitated a little, "We have no problem, but will you be too strenuous? Young people, don't be brave."

There are a total of six gaps on the outer stone wall of the Chimu Great Forest, and Li Cha has to walk through two of them, which means that only a few thousand people will bear about one-third of the defensive pressure.

In this way, Tiger Spirit's burden will of course be greatly reduced, but the pressure on Alpine Fort can be imagined to be heavy.

"No problem." The lord could see it.

Even though Saitos participated in the all-consuming battle between the titans and the goblins, but after more than 10,000 years, he probably forgot all about it long ago, and now he is a layman at all.

"My people are all full-time warriors who don't do production, and the equipment is better. The combat effectiveness cannot be simply calculated by the number of people."

"All right."

"But chief, I also ask you one thing, collect as much sand spider meat as possible, and give us part of it."

"It doesn't matter if I give it all to you, there is no shortage of food in the forest." Saitos waved his hand proudly, "But what if there is not so much salt."

"I'll get someone to send it later." The lord pointed to the passage on the other shore.

"No problem at all." In the face of life and death, non-critical issues are always particularly easy to reach consensus.

"Then we've made a deal." Li Cha stretched out his palm.

"It's a deal." The iron giant bent down and touched him cautiously with his little finger.