Medieval Riding and Cutting Record

After Corleone asked, he let the passer-by go.

He found that the gates of the town had been closed tightly. Slavic warriors with spears and longbows stood on the wooden walls. Thick fur coats ensured that they would not be frostbited by the severe cold, and everyone looked serious.

Under the orders of Baron Nicholas, hundreds of mercenaries were temporarily called up to guard against possible attacks.

"Damn it, I hope it won't be a large monster tribe, otherwise the loss will be great!"

"Yes, I still remember the last attack of the giant frostworms. At least 100 people died..." There were guards communicating with each other.

"What are you complaining about! Hurry up and stand your post!" The Cheka Guard officer who passed by them shouted loudly.

However, after most of the day, there was still no trace of the enemy.

A mage released a detection spell, but also did not find any suspicious signs, only a passing snow fox was found.

Next, according to the requirements of the Baron, the alert level in Jinhuan Town was increased by one level, the number of patrol teams was directly doubled, and many mercenaries were mixed in to assist in defense.

As for the Eagle Group, they rented a few vacant houses in the town to house other members.

At present, the little warlock Okaza is lying in a room, recuperating.

It was the girl Willow taking care of him. Looking at Ocaza who was pale and closed his eyes, Willow felt very heartache and stroked his cheek lightly.

There are also doctors in the team and the Northland Witch Doctor.

"It's a terrible injury. He can't overcast spells anymore, otherwise he won't be able to break through the senior warlock and become a legendary warlock for life."

"The source of mana is severely damaged, and multiple crystal faces have become mutilated, and it is very likely that they will retreat to the strength of an intermediate warlock." The Northland Witch Doctor restored Okaza through [Spiritual Healing].

After a while, Corleone led his men back to the vicinity of the house. As the savior of the entire team, Ocaza was definitely the key protection object.

"How is this kid?" Corleone asked concerned.

The elderly Northland witch doctor introduced the specific situation, and then took out a few special ointments:

"It will be a few days before he can recover, but he will not be able to cast spells for the next month, otherwise it will damage his body."

"Thank you very much for your help. I hope you can treat him with the best medicinal materials. Money is not a problem." As he said, the smiling face beside him handed over a small bag of gold coins.

At this moment, a smile appeared on the face of the Northland Witch Doctor, and he quickly stated that he would prepare better healing ointments.

"Okaza, you can rest well, Rockhoof, you and your team must keep him safe, understand!"

"I see, captain!"

In addition to the 20 players led by Tauren Rockhoof, the half-elf Seranis also secretly protected Okaza, which is a double insurance.

After the visit, Corleone returned to the room for discussion, crackling of the burning wood in the wall fireplace.

Hei Mamba is lying on the table and is struggling to write a book. He needs to plan a corresponding plan together with the Ratman Uniear. However, because of the lack of a large amount of information about the central countries, it is currently only a preliminary draft.

As for why DuEar also participated, the reason is that he has been in several small countries and can provide some experience.

"Leader, take your time, we must at least expand to a 3,000-member mercenary group to be eligible to go south to compete for territory."

"Yeah, I see." Corleone was playing with the Poseidon bottle, and Paul the octopus was asleep in it.

In just a few days, Paul is about the same size as an adult. It’s better to stay in a bottle for peace of mind. Of course, he also consumes a lot of meat during this period, which is a virtue with his owner.

Other teammates are also busy with their own affairs, some continue daily combat training, and some repair equipment and purchase supplies.

The 4 newly joined wizards all communicated in the next room. They were all garrisoned wizards hired on Blackstone Island, and they were considered the last survivors of Blackstone Island.

They are 19-year-old junior male mage Borg, who are good at water spells and summoning spells, and have many fantastic ideas.

Bruce, a 40-year-old intermediate male mage, is good at making Qi spells and enchanted items. He has average craftsmanship, mediocre aptitude, and basic strength. Unfortunately, he is a bald head.

Susan, a 22-year-old junior female mage, is good at fire spells, her skill is [Fireball], and she has a hot personality.

Poppy, a 25-year-old junior male mage, is about to become an intermediate mage. Instead, he is good at alchemy and botany, and he doesn't have a lot of magic skills.

The four people learned that the sleeping teenager in the next room was actually a senior warlock, and his jaw was about to be shocked. This is too young!

Especially Bruce, a mage of the Qi system, had difficulty becoming an intermediate mage in middle age. Thinking of the hard learning process back then, it was really snot and tears.

"It's lucky to be able to hold such a thick golden thigh." Bruce said excitedly.

"Why, do you really want to stay in this small mercenary group?" The female mage Susan looked at him disdainfully.

The four of them are not eligible to participate in the secret meeting of the Eagle Group, so it is not clear that Corleone wants to seek territory.

Bruce had an expression that hates iron but steel: "Why are you still so stupid! Can't you see the strength of Lord Corleone?"

"That aura like Longwei is obviously the performance of a legendary swordsman!"

Bruce is very knowledgeable and once had the privilege of encountering a legendary warrior. His aura is almost the same as Corleone, even Corleone is even more powerful.

"This..." The female mage Susan was speechless.

"So ~www.readwn.com~ follow the leader well, our achievements will certainly not be low in the future! Anyway, I will work hard, don't miss such a rare opportunity!" Bruce admonished others.

As everyone knows, there are a few transparent little flying insects staying on the closet, passing all the words of the four people to the smiling faces not far away.

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At the same time, the injured dog demon was taken to the barracks where the snow hounds were placed. In a cage, it was locked with the other two hounds.

"When the Troll King launches an attack, all of you meat pieces will die!!!"

"Ahhhhhhhhh my eyes! Bastard Slavs!" The dog demon whimpered, and the nearby hounds leaned over to comfort him.

As a result, he was comforted into the stomach of the Inuma. . .

After eating 2 hounds, the dog demon recovered only one-fifth of his injuries, and he needed more flesh and blood.

So it turned into a half-human, half-dog shape again, split the cage with one paw, and walked out.