Ride and Cut

"It's that dream again."

Although the master has such a clear understanding, he is still immersed in it and cannot wake up.

Everything unswervingly evolves along the established track-father, mother, elder brother, older sister, and the youngest son who is too handsome, a family of five, in order to avoid taxes and live in the wilderness.

This is a bitterly cold land, where almost nothing can be grown except rye, and it is covered with ice and snow for at least three months of the year. In the eyes of most Pompeii people, living in the wilderness is synonymous with self-deprecation.

But for them, it's not that bad.

The food isn't exactly delicious, but it's always filling. Clothes are ugly, but they are warm even in winter. The residence is the simplest mud cave, but it is always full of laughter.

Although very poor, but the family loves each other, what more luxury can we ask for. Occasionally, I even have the idea that it's not bad to just go on like this.

Until a dark rainy night, a group of ogres sneaked up under cover of twilight, completely crushing this happiness into dust and stepping into the mud.

I still remember how hideous and terrifying that monster was. Scarlet eyes, rough skin, ferocious fangs, even thinking about it now, I can still feel the fear that seems to come from the depths of my soul, and I can't help but shudder.

My mind was muddled, and I only knew to run away desperately. But how can a mere mortal escape from being hunted by monsters.

The father and elder brother took up the stone ax and turned around to resist, but it was of no avail. They were stuffed into the bloody mouth and chewed immediately, screaming. And he was frightened into a daze, and became a captive of the ogre together with his mother and sister.

To this day, I still can't forgive myself, why didn't I summon up the courage to fight with my father and brother.

It was only later that I found out that this ogre clan had a very special custom. They devour the males of their prey on the spot, and hang up all the females as food reserves for later.

Relying on his indistinguishable handsome face, the youngest boy was also regarded as a magnet by the ogre, and hung on the tree together. So I was able to see with my own eyes:

On the first day, the mother was thrown into the soup pot alive, and told them to work hard before dying.

The next day, it was my sister, with nothing but numbness left in her eyes.

On the third day, do you want to be relieved... The hungry stomach can no longer support too much thinking, and there is only chaos left.

Then Osiris fell from the sky, and the scorching breath of the dragon easily wiped out the ogre. From then on, there was one less impoverished wilderness boy in the world, and one more noble young dragonrider.

However, was he lucky enough to be saved at that moment, or would he sink forever in the guilt of watching his family members die but could do nothing?

The dream was shattered, and Higuain wiped away his tears, and what he saw was a sapphire-like deep and flawless sky.

The wind was whistling in the ears, and Osiris was soaring high in the sky with wide dragon wings spread out beneath him.

"To be a knight there are eight virtues—humility, honesty, mercy, valor, justice, sacrifice, honor, and soul."

Osiris' calf was tightly bound with a smoke converter, and the emitted light condensed into a thin and wide fog stone that could cover its figure, which was then hung on Osiris' body with ropes.

The light mist stone does not bring much difficulty to the flight, but it is enough to cover the whereabouts.

In this way, at most, you can only see a cloud floating slightly faster on the ground, and you never expect that there is a dragon knight hidden on it, so you can easily spy on the movements of the undead without worrying about being discovered.

"Osiris, what exactly do you need to do to become a brave man like Master Richard?" Higuain looked down at his delicate palm, "I am a coward, not even a girl like Sinclair, what kind of knight."

The giant dragon was silent, only turned its huge head and gently rubbed against Higuain. There seemed to be some worry hidden in those cold golden vertical pupils.

"Om~" The communication magic stone in his arms was trembling slightly.

Higuain blew his nose and quickly took out the magic stone to connect.

"Please report the results of this aerial reconnaissance, over." It was Seedorf's voice.

Seeing Osiris nod slightly, Higuain moved his mouth to the side of the magic stone and said, "The third aerial reconnaissance did not find large-scale undead. Higuain applied for further investigation ahead, over."

"Application rejected, please return immediately, over."

"Got it, it's over."

The dragon turned slightly sideways, and turned in a huge arc.

If you look up from the ground, you will find a cloud suddenly moving against the wind direction.

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"Li Cha, judging from the investigation results in the past few days, it can be concluded that the mobilization of the undead has gradually stopped." Seedorf walked up to Li Cha with a miniature military map, on which densely packed arrows of various colors were drawn with oil paintbrush.

Since Gaoshanbao has air cavalry, it has brought great convenience to geographical survey, and the accuracy of self-produced maps is obviously much higher than that on the market.

"In other words, the main force has been basically attracted by the front-line coalition forces, right?" The lord is conducting special training for those more than a thousand soldiers who have mastered semi-undead transformation.

Since there are mediocre Holy Light priests with a very high proportion and very low level among them, there are many tricks to play in the tactical arrangement.

It's just that there is no precedent for such an army in history for reference, so no one can say for sure how to do it better.

Based on the infantry-tank coordination tactics he is more familiar with, Li Cha came up with a set of infantry-priest coordination tactics. That is to organize a dozen ordinary infantry and a priest into a unit, and fight around the priest as the core.

Relying on the high quality of the soldiers, they will look decent after a few days of practice. But before pulling out a real sword and gun to fight, even the lord himself was not very sure, so he could only secretly pray to the gods and Buddhas in the sky to take care of him.

"Yes, if the undead are also divided into front and rear, they must be empty in the rear now." Seedorf nodded slightly.

"Very good." Li Cha snapped his fingers, and suddenly turned his head and said loudly to the soldiers who were being trained: "You know, several regiments on the front line add up to nearly 300,000 people, it's just a feint attack, and our number 1136 is the real main force."

For the proud Ripper warriors, this contrasting and exaggerated description should not be too in line with their wishes, and there was an incomparably loud cheer.

"However, the enemy may be stronger than imagined." The lord suddenly sighed faintly, and the shadow stretched long under the slanting sun, making him appear desolate.

"The Ripper never asked how many enemies there are." Hurt carefully wrapped the non-slip bandages around his hands without looking up.

As the chief archer of Gaoshan Castle, he was also in the first batch of half-dead list.

"Just ask where the enemy is!" The shouts on the school field were like thunder.

Li Cha smiled, "Get ready, set off early tomorrow morning."