Ride and Cut

What the lord wants is a powerful evocation spell, such as fireball or water arrow, to sweep away the enemy army for him. But the troll's idea is very simple, he just doesn't want to be beaten by the supervisor.

If it is to avoid being beaten, it is indeed difficult to find a more practical technique than the stone skin technique and the 曚昽 technique, and it is also very suitable for the immediate needs.

The successful awakening of the two giants liberated their suffering brethren, and the giants returned to the old days of eating and dying. It's just that at the behest of the lord, from time to time someone will try to stimulate them in various ways.

For example, when they gobbled it up, a few people rushed out, yelling and waving torches. For example, the giants were sleeping soundly, and suddenly a bucket of cold water poured down on their heads. Another example is that the trolls did nothing, but the centaurs used blunt arrows to target them.

Although the results will not be visible for a while, Li Cha firmly believes that this kind of stimulation will definitely help induce awakening.

The two awakened trolls are familiar faces of Gao Shanbao, and they are the oldest generals among the slaves, Second General Heng Ha.

Although Li Cha felt that the spells they mastered were too weak, but at least they were better than nothing.

Hehe Second General is very dependent on this dwarf who always feeds himself jerky, so he was easily included in the system by Richard and became two hero units.

He officially divided the names between the two, the one who mastered the stone skin technique is called Hum, and the one who masters the 曚昽 technique is called Ha.

The intelligence of uneducated ordinary people is about seven or eight points, and human mages conservatively estimate that it is above fifteen points. And the system panel shows that General Humha's intelligence is poor.

The barbarian and the centaur had another task besides patrolling. They led two clumsy men around to attack the blind robbers and upgrade their level as soon as possible.

In the wilderness recently, for some reason, there are an unusually large number of wandering bandits, and there are red-eyed desperadoes everywhere. Gunther had opened their stomachs, and it was said that there were only grass seeds and roots in them.

In any case, Alpine Fort is a small pioneering territory, and the kobolds currently have a spell-casting team of three, which is already an exaggerated configuration.

Only Nehru was very depressed. In the three-person team, a team leader, a deputy team leader and two officials were set up. He was the only civilian team member.

The team of Voya Trading Company came to Alpine Fort more than ten days later, bringing the halfling chef and white crystal that had been ordered earlier. Li Cha noticed that the scale of their escort mercenaries was several times that of last time, and they were even equipped with more than a dozen pointed-eared elf archers.

The level of the elves has always been as suffocating as the commission, and their appearance can only show that the business has spent a lot of money in guarding.

Anne didn't follow the caravan this time, but the one-eyed dragon mercenary who had stayed in the Alpine Fort for a while before came.

Li Cha made friends with him while they were stopping to drink their horses, "France, long time no see."

Cyclops was half leaning on the carriage and having sex with his companion, when he saw Li Cha coming over, he quickly stood up straight and put on his hat, "Good day, my lord."

"Did something happen in the wilderness recently? I feel like it's a bit messy."

"The situation is indeed quite tense. A large tribe of bearmen called Waning Moon suddenly went south and cleaned up the small local tribe. Now it's a mess everywhere."

"Not only that, but a few days ago there were natives who went crazy and attacked Cologne City." A young shortstop next to him added, "But all of them were so hungry that they couldn't run like goblins, and they were all knocked down by two rounds of longbow throws by the Three Lions."

"The Three Lions will soon expel the Bearman Tribe, Sir Richard doesn't need to worry about it." Franz squeezed the brim of his hat awkwardly.

Shortstop looked at Li Cha and blinked twice, not understanding why an old mercenary like Franz was so respectful.

Not far away, two figures in dark blue hooded robes passed by at the foot of the hill. According to visual estimation, they were taller than three blades, and they walked forward without looking back.

"Team leader! Wait for me!" Behind them was a dwarf wearing a hooded robe of the same style, with a maximum of five blades, and the two short legs couldn't catch up with the big man in front.

The look made one wonder, and the eyes of Franz and Shortstop followed them until they disappeared around the corner.

Li Cha didn't intend to satisfy their curiosity, so he patted Cyclops on the shoulder, "Franche, go to the warehouse to get two barrels of ale to quench your thirst, just say what I said."

"Who is this guy?" Shortstop waited until Li Cha walked far away before asking.

"You can't afford to offend someone." Franz shrugged, "Let's go, son of a bitch, I'll treat you to ale."

After the caravan left, Li Cha led his subordinates to pat around the place where they stopped.

Some traces are unavoidable. For example, even if the carriage carrying coal is carefully covered with canvas, it is inevitable to leave some broken cinders on the road.

"It's strange. The last time Annie transported coal, this time a dozen or so elves transported coal." Li Cha threw the broken cinders on the ground and patted the floating dirt on his hands. "I didn't even know there was such a big market for this thing in the wilderness. They must have a secret."

"Catch up with them, and you'll know everything." Gunther viciously gestured with a single palm.

When this guy was in the lead, he was still rough and fine, but since he entered the gate of the Alpine Fort, he saw that he was becoming more and more lazy to use his brain, and he wanted to be rash when he was indecisive.

Hurt stuffed his thumb and index finger into his mouth, and as long as Richard nodded, he would immediately blow his whistle to summon the clansmen.

"It's not necessary." Li Cha turned around and walked towards the lord's hall, taking the opportunity to educate the two war madmen, "Everyone has their own secrets. We only need to know that Voya Trading Company is not an enemy for the time being. We don't need to explore the specific secrets."

Hurt and Gunther looked at each other, and each pouted. It's fine for others to say this, but where does the lord of his family have the confidence.

Currently serving as the lord's hall is a relatively spacious den, and several new halfling cooks are staying in it.

The fishing leaders caught a lot of crabs from the river in the morning. Li Cha wanted a bowl of crabs that he marinated with soy sauce, chilli, onion, and ginger, and put them on the table in the hall before he could eat them.

Most Alpine Castle residents have little desire to try this uncooked, hideous food soaked in black soup, but halflings are obviously an exception. These short guys who eat an average of six to eight meals a day have the purest and most sincere love for food, so why would they mind giving it a try?

When the lord entered the door, he bumped into several halflings who were eating in a circle.

"Is it tasty?"

As he spoke, he opened the wooden box on the table. Inside were four huge white crystal balls just sent by the caravan, which were as clear as clear water.

"Delicious!" A halfling who was sucking a crab leg gave him a thumbs up. "Master, this is the most delicious and sweet thing I've ever eaten."

Li Cha smiled kindly.

There is no doubt about the authority of halflings in terms of food. Originally, he was worried that this kind of taste would be unacceptable to Pompeii, but now it seems that worrying is completely unnecessary.

Compared with Pompeii's relatively monotonous diet, the complicated cuisines in his mind are also a kind of wealth.

The lord has made a plan - to train a few halfling chefs, and when the turmoil in the wilderness subsides, he will go to Cologne to open a hotel. At that time, with their unique culinary skills, those nobles born from inbreeding will not be the same as taking drugs. Kings and bishops will feel uncomfortable all day without eating, crying and shouting to give money.

At that time, the supply will definitely not be open, and there will be another membership auction, and each person will be charged 50 gold coins.

Isn't getting rich just around the corner!

"Can I... still eat?"

The halfling Hobby looked at his new boss, and watched a trace of silvery saliva drooping from the corner of his mouth.