Ride and Cut

The diluted holy water was quickly distributed to the badly wounded savage.

The granulation on the wound began to twist, stretch, and interweave like fish fry, and the disconnected blood vessels also reset, connected, and healed along the proper track. The lost flesh gradually grows, and the ruptured wound slowly closes.

Time seemed to be passing by tens of millions of times, and what should have been a long process was condensed into just a few breaths.

This process obviously brought extraordinary pain. When they had a big hole in their stomachs, they didn't make a sound, but at this moment they couldn't help but hold on to the turf by their hands, and beads of sweat dripped from their foreheads.

The wound was still hideous, but at least the internal organs were not visible directly. Judging from the information given by the system, his life was saved.

"Take it back and stay in bed for a while." Li Cha waved his hand.

Continuing to use holy water may allow them to heal directly, but Pompeii is a relatively secular country and does not blindly promote holy water. At present, the domestic mainstream theory believes that excessive use of this kind of thing in a short period of time will overdraw people's vitality.

Li Cha's eyes are completely blinded in terms of magic theory, and he is not sure whether this statement makes sense, so he can only choose whether to believe it or not.

His face was serious, but his heart was bubbling with joy.

A light screen that only he can see is floating in the air in front of him.

Li Cha glanced at the promotion for all the staff just now, and knew that there must be a lot of advanced people, but he really didn't expect it to be so many.

All the third-tier barbarian spearmen have advanced to barbarian warriors, and two of the original barbarian warriors have become fifth-tier barbarian giant ax fighters. The centaur herdsmen and centaur new guards of the first and second ranks were even more exaggerated. They entered the first rank neatly, and none of them fell behind.

The bandits lacked long-range firepower. As archers, the centaurs were hardly threatened. On average, each person shot more than 30 arrows, and many of them even had overflowing experience.

The elite level of the entire Alpine Fort Territory Guard has directly risen to a higher level.

On the other side, Annie was helping to count the casualties with a wooden plank and a carbon rod, but soon found that it was meaningless—the casualties of the bandits were unnecessary to count, and there was no one killed in the Alpine Fort.

This discovery made her feel unbelievable, and after carefully checking twice to confirm that it was correct, she couldn't figure it out for a while.

If you can't figure it out, just ask, half-elves have at least inherited half of the elves' outspokenness.

"Li Cha, Gao Shanbao was not killed in battle! God, this is really like a miracle of divine blessing in ancient legends."

"God bless? Ha, in fact, it's not so mysterious to put it bluntly." Li Cha has not had time to remove his armor since he finished his busy work.

Many parts of his armor were distorted by heavy blows, and the two servants of the trade firm were gnashing their teeth and wrestling with the deformed tenon with pliers. Every time a layer of armor was untied, the plasma that hadn't had time to completely solidify splashed on the ground with a "crash".

"A ratio of one to eight troops, isn't this God's blessing?" Annie made a pious and ignorant girl appearance, which can definitely arouse any male creature's desire to talk to the greatest extent.

"Don't be fooled by legends and stories. There are not so many bells and whistles in war. Only the simplest things are practical." Li Cha turned his head and pointed behind him.

The surviving bandits have collectively put down their weapons and surrendered, and are marching in two columns to the foot of the hill under the escort of barbarians and men. What awaits them is a long career as slaves.

The warriors of Alpine Keep fight wildly, but treat the weak with more civility than most nobles. They even gave some of the spare holy water to the slaves, much to the gratitude of the unseen Wilderness.

Annie saw this scene in her eyes, and after thinking about it, she felt that it could only be described as "arrogant".

Underneath the seemingly merciful actions is a deep arrogance - because they are absolutely confident in their strength, they are extremely tolerant of the defeated. They are really a group of proud soldiers!

"Look at my subordinates. They are either highland barbarians or centaurs. If one of them is a well-known and powerful race, what if the strength is ten to one?" Li Cha pointed to the caravan mercenaries not far away. "If I lead them to fight, I will definitely lead the way."

The mercenaries didn't realize that they had become the object of others' discussion, and they were gathering together to watch the fun.

These goods also witnessed the scene of distributing holy water, and all of them pouted their lips and obviously disdainful of this Canadian behavior.

Annie's cheeks blushed. The gap is always particularly obvious when compared, how can the proud half-elf accept it.

"Just kidding, don't blame me." Li Cha slapped his thigh and laughed twice.

"Master Richard, you are from Pompeii, why do you have so many highland barbarians as your followers?"

Annie was a little moved, and decided to advise the firm to form an elite guard after returning home. The non-human race of centaurs is easy to make things difficult in Pompeii, but the highland barbarians make her feel very suitable in all aspects.

"It's a long story, and I paid a very high price—" Li Cha's eyes suddenly became very vicissitudes, very embarrassing, very deep, like falling stars.

It made Annie feel that there might be a soul-stirring adventure hidden in it, the lord of the high mountain castle and the barbarians were the protagonists, and it must be accompanied by words such as dragon, epic, and bloody battle.

Under the calm appearance, her heart of gossip is just around the corner.

"I spent a whole thousand gold coins and bought it from traffickers." Li Cha sighed, the small peasant thoughts in his bones could not be washed away, and the thought of IOUs made his liver hurt.

In his hometown, where the credit business is so developed, Li Cha has never borrowed foreign debts. And now the debts on his back are as heavy as a mountain, to the point where all the members of Gaoshanbao have organized a group to go to the arena to sell their muscles.

"The current price is so fucking expensive." Li Cha sighed again.

Looking at the corpses of the robbers left on the battlefield, he suddenly felt that victory was also boring. So what if he wins, not even a single gold coin is credited.

"..."

Annie opened her mouth and didn't know what to say. Although this amount was not small, it was almost a free price compared to a team of elite warriors.

"Actually, I shouldn't have given the money." Li Cha pressed his wallet with a sad expression on his face. Apart from a few IOUs, it was empty, and insisting on hanging it on his body was out of face.

"These savages were fighters in the arena back then, and they made it impossible for the arena to continue. It was I who convinced this group of idiots and took them away. The arena should give me some money."

"How...how did you convince me?" Annie vaguely felt that this might be the key, and asked cautiously.

"The boss pinned Gunther to the ground and beat him for a quarter of an hour, and then we were all subdued." Te Shicheng, a barbarian passing by.

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