Riding and Slashing

Chapter 46 The Mysterious Female Voice

The sky after the rain was very clean, with a refreshing coolness.

After staying in the bloody battlefield for several days, I could smell the fragrance of the soil again and see the dewdrops on the nearby trees. The atmosphere in the team was much more relaxed.

The procession moved slowly, because everyone was wounded, and more than half of them were sitting in the carriage.

And they also pulled a lot of things, food, trophies, equipment, horse feed, etc., all of which were heavy goods.

These carriages were pieced together by carpenters, and some of the parts came from the battlefield where Leslie's caravan was attacked.

More than a dozen carriages formed a long convoy, and finally took away all the people and goods of the lord.

This is all thanks to Leslie's reasonable overall arrangements.

Of course, it was also due to Li Ang shamelessly taking away half of the carpenters.

Ralph didn't care about this matter—in fact, judging from Ralph's appearance, he didn't intend to return the carpenter he borrowed from Changhe Town...Maybe he would say that they were all taken away when they asked for it. Li Ang abducted...

The person who can temporarily act as the commander of the city defense army will naturally not be an honest character.

This is probably one half of the spoils.

Of course, those carpenters didn't care, they worked under Leon and Ralph, and their wages were much higher than those in the town.

In fact, the dozen or so carpenters who followed Li Ang were full of joy—the lord even let them participate in the distribution of the spoils, saying that they also contributed to the battle, and they felt that the lord was a fair person.

So these carpenters have officially become a line in the team list: 'craftsman, 10/11'.

One was injured by random arrows before.

Since the carriages were all patchwork and temporarily repaired junk, even with Leslie, a logistics quartermaster who is good at moving fast, taking care of the affairs, the team still couldn't get up fast.

But fortunately, no one intends to be in a hurry now.

In fact, they enjoyed the rare leisure time along the way - the lord is a good boss who keeps his word, the only problem is that he never gives his employees a holiday, and he has to work overtime occasionally...

There are constant migratory birds flying by in the sky, and occasionally there will be birds that are not afraid of death hovering over the convoy, and from time to time they will tease the convoy with their buttocks.

Fortunately, Li Ang, who was lying drowsy in the carriage, was not hit by the bird droppings.

Anson rode around vigorously on horseback, holding up his bow and intending to shoot a bird—this was a practice assignment that Li Ang casually assigned to him.

Anson is probably really interested in bows and arrows, but he didn't shoot a single bird all the way, and he kept riding around to pick up the empty arrows. It is estimated that he has practiced a lot of riding experience...

In order to commend Anson for his outstanding performance in the last battle, and to ensure the safety of the team doctor, Li Ang gave him a set of green hat equipment, which was one of the twenty sets of horn ranger equipment that Ralph gave him.

Except, of course, the bow.

It's not that he was reluctant, but mainly because, with Anson's current arm strength, he couldn't pull away the eagle bows of the rangers at all.

Therefore, he now uses a short wooden bow, which was given to him by a crossbowman who had been a hunter.

The kind doctor is very popular among the team, everyone likes this polite young man, and besides, he can treat everyone's injuries.

And the courage he showed in the last battle also impressed everyone. Even Klose no longer laughed at his weak strength, but taught him some muscle-building tricks seriously.

After another futile effort, Ansen retrieved the arrow and ran to Li Ang's carriage with a sigh: "My lord, I still can't find the feeling you mentioned..."

Li Ang was still in a state of hangover, and Laislie's aftertaste was extremely strong. After half a day, he was still a little confused: "Did you draw your bow a hundred times? Then, do you feel any pain in your shoulder?"

"Some adults... I can't lift my hands now... My whole body hurts!"

"That's right!"

An Sen's eyes were full of anticipation and puzzlement, could pain be the secret?

"This shows that you have reached the limit of your breakthrough...you go and heal your arm...then keep practicing like this, and you will soon experience that mysterious feeling..."

"Ah! Good sir!"

The simple Anson retreated obediently...

Draw the bow a hundred times in half a day, even if he doesn't practice archery, at least he can practice arm strength... If his muscle is injured, he can still practice medical skills...

Even if the hangover is still there, the training method arranged by the lord is still very scientific and logical.

Although it is only effective for Anson...

Li Ang lay down again on the straw pile on the carriage, biting a grass stalk in his mouth, looking at the sky boredly.

He had finished reading the officer's memoirs, Leslie had arranged for the team, and he had nothing to do now.

At the forefront of the team was the crossbowman who was good at swimming.

Since the lord was still hungover, the crossbowman was holding Alice in front.

His name is Eric—this is a very common name in the Sarleon Kingdom, and it is roughly the same as Gou Sheng, Shuan Zhu and other names.

Gou Sheng's current attire is basically exactly the same as Li Ang's a few days ago, with a chain armor face helmet, light chain armor, cotton linen lining, high-top riding boots...

After seeing Li Ang's archery and martial arts, Eric probably adores Li Ang now, and never forgets to imitate him.

Except for the most valuable and thickest Zhajia and the smelly nomadic boots, he didn't want it. The other equipment on the Jatu warlord Drash is now on him. This is what Li Ang promised them before.

Zha Jia gave another white John in the wave - this name is also almost of the dog egg type.

As for Drash... Leon kindly left him a nomadic robe. He is currently dressed as a pure nomadic tramp, and he is displayed as 'Jatu Wandering Rider' in the team list.

However, Drasch, who has no desires and desires, is very honest now. He stays with dozens of Gatum horses, looking very gentle, like a kind-hearted middle-aged herdsman.

After the harmonious team marched south for most of the day, Eric, who was at the front to explore the way, asked the team to stop by a small forest, and then trotted to find Li Ang.

Eric is now one of the few men in the team who has maintained his full combat effectiveness. He only has a little scratch on his face. According to him, he was shot across the face by several arrows, but none of them hit.

Maybe it's good to have a cheap name...

"My lord, shall we camp here today? If we go any further, there will be a forest, and it's not safe to camp in the forest."

"Okay, you guys can figure it out, you guys are more familiar with the terrain around here than I am..."

The lord lazily turned over and continued to doze off.

But immediately, he bounced like an arrow: "Who! Who's talking?!"

Li Ang looked around, but there was no one beside Eric, and his teammates were basically in the carriage behind.

Eric stared blankly at Li Ang: "My lord, is your wine still awake... Is Miss Leslie's drink so strong?"

Li Ang covered his head and shook it: "No, dog left, I really heard a woman talking..."

"My lord...cough, this is another woman I dreamed about... Forget it, I will go to Miss Leslie to arrange camping..."

Eric shook his head and turned around with a grunt, walking to the back of the line.

Li Ang still clutched his forehead in bewilderment, and kept looking around.

"...be careful what's behind you, child..."

The voice became clearer, a gentle and flat female voice.

But Li Ang did not see anyone, the voice seemed to appear directly in his mind.

(End of this chapter)