After the Full Level of the Profession

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Several horse-drawn carriages drove over from Wangjiang Qinghuai District, and it was a small group of nobles headed by Baron Nolan.

Of course they also came to watch the excitement, and at Robb's request they brought a small group of private soldiers, the number of which was only a dozen.

Director Elsie handed a few stab-head reform-through-labor prisoners to this group of private soldiers, and said with a smile: "Pay attention to these guys. If you are not careful, they will run away."

"Oh, that doesn't include me." Madara raised his hand and said, "Actually I never thought of running away."

"Of course, you are a nobleman, someone will pay you to redeem you, so you won't run away." Assassin leader @[emailprotected] said authentically: "You are simply the shame of the desert."

Madara snorted coldly: "My name is Mi Shiwu, you know what a fart, the **** of the desert, Seth did not tell us to jump into it even if we knew it was a pit."

Robb waved his hand to all the nobles, private soldiers, and even his own coachman. He blessed a group of kings, and said with a smile: "Okay, let's go now. The goal is 30 miles north of the city, the East Road Army of the Desert Kingdom. camp."

This was the first time Robb took the initiative. When the townspeople of Westwind saw the carriage coming out of the church and heading towards the city gate, they couldn't help but surrounded the roadside.

Many townspeople asked loudly: "Godfather, why don't you let the enemy come to Westwind this time?"

"Yeah, yeah! Then we can sell snacks again."

"Do you have any special arrangements this time?"

Robb poked his head out of the car window and cursed with a smile: "The opponent's 10,000 troops are attacking from all directions. If I miss a glance, you will be hacked to death by the troops behind you. Are you still thinking about selling snacks? Give me. Almost a bit."

"You can be resurrected even if you die." The townspeople laughed loudly: "Follow Godfathter, you don't have to be afraid of death."

"You have to make money when you die!"

Robb pointed his **** to them: "My Fuck! See what you have become? In order to make money, you don’t even need your life. It’s not good to go on like this. When I come back, I will start to grasp your moral education. NS."

The townspeople were surprised: "What is ideological and moral education?"

Robb didn't want to talk to the townspeople, and silently prepared to throw a whole set of core socialist values ​​at them.

The carriage left Westwind and began to drive north.

To the north of Xifeng Town, there is a long official road that extends northward along the foot of the Black Pine Mountains, all the way to the original stone canyon, and the horse convoy is now driving on this road.

Sofa immediately noticed something very strange. Robb's carriage didn't seem to be bumpy, or in other words, it didn't feel so unacceptable when bumped. The car seemed to be very flexible. When it comes to bumpy places, its elasticity will make the passengers in it less uncomfortable.

She couldn't help asking: "What's wrong with this car? Is there any magic added?"

"No!" Robb smiled: "Let me tell you that magic is actually activated by the magic power of a mage, so in the final analysis it is human. If you think of using magic to solve everything, it will be irrelevant to everything. The thought of using manpower to solve the problem is all inferior!"

He went on to conclude: "The real progress is to make all facilities as free as possible from manpower and operate automatically. For example, the shock absorption system of this car relies on the elasticity of rubber to absorb the shock, but this is far from it. Not enough, it seems that I have to add some more springs to it, so that the car has a certain degree of shock absorption, and the degree of shock is still too high."

Solfa: "..."

This touched Sofa's intellectual blind spot, and she had to shut up and didn't answer.

In the carriage behind, Baron Noren's head stretched out, and he said loudly: "Godfather, I think your car is unusually stable. Could it be caused by this strange black thing on the wheels?"

Robb laughed loudly: "Yes! But now the chemical industry has not been developed, so this thing does not produce energy, you should not think about it."

"Chemicals? I don't understand at all!" Nolan said: "It's a pity."

His head retracted into the car.

Robb turned his attention to Sofa and said with a smile: "It's thirty miles away, I won't be there for a while, don't stay in a daze in the corner, come, eat some snacks, and you will feel better."

"Can't eat."

"Oh, then I'll just enjoy it alone." Robb grabbed a handful of potato chips and ate it sizzlingly. Seeing him traveling like mountains and rivers, Sofa was even more panicked: Can the East Army defeat Robert? So worried, so worried.

After a long time, twenty miles passed.

The coachman in front said loudly: "Godfather, the enemy scouts were found in front of us, looking at our convoy."

"Oh? Did a scout show up?" Robb poked his head out of the car window and looked forward. Sure enough, there was a camel in the distance ahead, riding a machete, a desert warrior with a throwing axe on his back. Looking at Robb’s team from a distance, I don’t know what this team does.

From the point of view of the scout, it is impossible for a few carriages to attack the 10,000 troops on the side. He thought this caravan was a strange caravan or a team to negotiate something, so he even fought back. Ben, I don't even have the idea of ​​rushing to report the letter, but I plan to see what this team is doing first.

Robb pointed at the scout and smiled and said, "Sofa, are your desert kingdom scouts so stupid? A strong enemy is coming, and he is standing still. He doesn't know to go back and report to the police. If I am now If you want to catch him, he will definitely not be able to run away. As a result, I rushed in front of your army. The army didn't know it, and there was no time to beware."

Sofa couldn't laugh or cry: "He knows a ghost! It's impossible for a scout with a normal IQ to call the 10,000 soldiers when they see a few carriages."

"Fine The army of the East Road is coming to attack you, run away!"

He used the bard's skill "Sound of Nature", and the voice spread out from a distance.

The scout was at least five or six hundred yards away from the convoy, but he could clearly hear what Robb said. He couldn't help but looked at Robb with a dazed expression, and thought to himself: Is it possible that the other side is sick?

Robb continued yelling: "I'm super fierce! Beating people is super painful! If your army doesn't run away, it will be too late to speak. Run away quickly, quickly, it's almost too late."

The scout raised his **** at Robb: "I'm Fake! Insane."