Hero’s Creed

"Eh? No, why did this guy land?"

"What are you waiting for? Kill him, I want to eat eagle meat."

"Speaking of scout heads, can they be worth a lot of gold coins?"

Indigenous people jumped up, like scavenging vultures staring at the food, all around with fists. As for why the other party landed in the encampment where the enemy was all over, with their barren brains, they were too lazy to think.

"Person, take me to see your highest commander!"

Downton didn't care about this group of squinting guys. He collected the holy snow falcon and walked toward the center of the town. The general headquarters should be in the center of the camp because the defense is the strongest.

The ogres looked at each other, ignoring Downton's words at all, then roared and waved the tattered warhammer.

These guys are too poor, all the weapons are picked up, and some even use spikes polished by a large tree stump, and at most tie a few sharp stones.

Even if Abagon has enough wealth at its disposal, there is no way to buy military supplies to arm them in a short period of time. This is the problem of heritage.

"Haha, the head is mine, die!"

A scarred ogran relied on people's high legs, and the first rushed to Downton, waving his warhammer against his head.

In the dragon hills, judging whether a native is strong or not, it depends on the weapon. If you can get the iron product, it is definitely a warrior born to fight.

Ao! Ao! Ao!

Indigenous people outside shouted, cheering for these people, in their view, this is a feast of cats and mice.

Downton kept shining, exerting force under his feet, and suddenly a sprint approached the Scarred Ogre. Heavy boxing out.

In the eyes of the surrounding natives, he could not see Downton's fist at all, only to see a residual image flying the warhammer, followed by hitting the scarred chest.

When the scar surface fell straight, it rolled out more than 20 meters away and smashed a wall. The sound of the wind breaking the fist tearing the air roared.

"Why Kěnéng?"

"Exaggerated?"

"Is he the pinnacle of ruling?"

The indigenous people were dumbfounded, and even those who were about to siege Downton stopped dumbfounded, but the scar face was judged to be fifth order, and they were turned over by a punch!

Downton took a step forward, wow, footsteps sounded, and the natives who stood in front stepped back.

"Afraid of something, let's go together and release the demon servant. He has also piled up to death, even the eagle mount can sell a lot of gold!"

Someone in the crowd shouted loudly to inspire morale.

Some of the natives who had retired were grimace again, but after waiting for the attack, they were suppressed by a roar.

"You guys are making trouble again? Who took the lead? Stand up for me, others get out, or don't blame me for being unkind!"

Ogre Johnson came over with a fierce vote. Hold a horsewhip and see if anyone sees it. A passage was made, and then I saw Downton standing on the street.

"Master? Why are you here?"

The leader of the ogre with the nickname Boulder Johnson froze for a moment, and then his expression converged, "Go away, haven't you heard?"

"Can't I come?"

Downton frowned slightly because he noticed that Johnson’s expression was unnatural. Moreover, the behavior is not right. The loyal master comes, for whatever reason, should let his subordinates see, not drive them away. To say that this guy has no heart, the undead don't believe it.

"No, this is the western part of the owner, and naturally can come at any time!"

Johnson slapped the horses, trying to squeeze out a smiley face, but glanced at the ogres who were looking at it, and he didn't want to lose face, so his expression was awkward.

"Take me to see Celes!"

Downton was right, Boulder Johnson did not mean to rebel, but he planned to fight in court. As the head of the Ogre Corps for more than a year, he had been dealing with hilly natives, relying on the Materials, can enjoy the prestige of mankind.

Due to the existence of racial contradictions, the indigenous people did not believe in humans at all. Although they temporarily surrendered due to the relationship of materials, they spent most of their time under the management of Johnson, so he naturally regarded him as the boss. As for who is the Duke of Xijing, They don't care.

Johnson had only dozens of subordinates before, so he dared to be a robber and burned and looted. He was not afraid to be brave. Now that he is in charge of nearly 6,000 powerful indigenous people, he naturally has new ideas.

"I am in the adjudication order now, and with so many troops, there is no chance of a battle!"

Johnson followed Downton and stared unconsciously at his neck. He clearly remembered that before the owner left, he only ruled the second order.

"Is there a flower on my head? You are fascinated!"

Downton teased.

"Do not!"

Johnson lowered his head.

"Master, are you back?"

Jackson in a tight-fitting hunting suit first ran out of the mayor's hall, followed by Casimodo. As Downton's demon servants, they and their masters have a soul resonance. As long as they enter a certain range, they can sense each other. The presence.

"Master, I want to die Jackson!"

The ghoul was also a slippery kneel, crawling to Downton's feet, and kissed his boots with a pious face, and Casimodo was more circumspect and more like a soldier.

Downton wanted to try Jackson's strength and punched it, but the guy instinctively shrunk his neck, but did not hide, ready to resist.

"What order? Have I been lazy during the time I left?"

Downton gave up angrily, kicking lightly on Jackson's ass.

"Hey, I was promoted to a ruling. Casimodo is more powerful. It is already the peak of the ruling order. It is ready to accumulate more strength and then hit the dragon!"

Jackson nodded and bowed his waist to report.

"Downton, are you back?" Ceres rushed out of the hall and burst into tears with joy, "Woo, you are finally back!"

"Ok!"

Downton touched Lace's hair, "This time, you have worked hard!"

Hearing this sentence, Celesce felt that the pain of eating was worth it. The enemy army was under pressure, and Elaine was not there. She has the highest status, Abagun naturally asks her for everything.

The Banshee of Death wanted to defend Downton's foundation, but she had never experienced such a thing, so she was so exhausted that she lost several laps.

"Okay, let's talk in the house!"

Downton patted Celace's back. Instructed her to release herself.

"Ok!"

Celesce realized that her breast was next to Downton's chest, feeling the heat he exhaled sprayed on her face. Her neck was flushed with blush, embarrassment and shyness could not be added, her head was lowered, and **** Wrapped together habitually.

Snapped!

Celes kicked her toes on the steps and nearly tripped.

"Be careful!"

Downton gave Celice a hand and told Jackson, "Report all the intelligence you collected about the enemy and our troop strength."

"The hilly indigenous corps composed of ogres, bear goblins, and a few jackals. The number is 5,000, a human corps of 1,000, an orc foreign corps of 1,000, and a barbarian corps of 1,000."

Jackson rolled his lips and complained loudly, "If you don't have enough troops, you won't say it, morale is terrible, and more importantly. Those ogres are disobedient."

"Don't I let you train them?"

Downton looked at Casimodo as he left. This is an indigenous chief instructor.

"The soldiers are expensive but not too expensive. The ogres are too big. Arming one, requires too many resources, so I only focus on training a thousand people!"

Casimodo had no choice, too little time. This is still the quality of the ogre itself Bùcuò, if you switch to a human, only one year, even the level of the battlefield can not be reached.

"Can loyalty be guaranteed?"

Downton walked into the room and found that it had been arranged like a war room. A map of Nuo Da hung on the wall.

"can!"

Casimodo patted his chest to ensure that he didn't understand the subtext of his master, but Jackson glanced at Johnson indistinctly.

"Drink tea!"

Ceres was happy like a little swallow, pouring water to Downton.

"What about Thyssen and the bones?"

Downton sat in the throne and waved his hand, "Don't be restrained, you all sit."

Johnson had to sit down subconsciously. This year, as the head of the indigenous people, he was sitting, others stood, and now he suddenly changed his identity, very uncomfortable, but seeing Jackson and Kasimodu standing Later, it reacted and immediately stood up straight.

"Thyssen went to the frontline to investigate the enemy's situation, and his bones in the underground city worked overtime and hated the assembly."

Jackson found the battle report and placed it in front of Downton. "There was no war between the big regiments. There were only a few small-scale conflicts, but they were blocked by Casimodo and Thysson."

"What's the idea~www.readwn.com~Although say!"

Downton read the battle report while instructing, beckoning everyone to be casual.

"Master, although there is no shortage of food and clothes, but the weapons and armor are not enough, we can't let us fight with wooden sticks and stone mallets?"

Johnson complained.

"Indigenous is your responsibility, why are they not training, but basking in the sun? When I came in, I saw all the barbarians on duty!"

Downton asked.

"These guys are difficult to control. I spent a lot of thoughts before they were obedient."

Johnson had to say it again and was interrupted.

"I don't want to listen to excuses, I only look at the results." Downton stared directly at Johnson's eyes. "If you want a weapon, you must show the corresponding record!"

"Master, as long as you are armed, I promise to take their first charge and repel the enemy for you."

Johnson patted his chest to ensure.

"I'm afraid I took them with me?"

Jackson sneered.

"what do you mean?"

Johnson asked.

"Huh, you see." Jackson pointed to the door. "What's the matter with the ogres? These lazy guys don't take the initiative to stand guard in peacetime!"

"Of course it's for the safety of the owner, by the way!"

Johnson has lived in a human country, so compared to those who are purely indigenous, its mouth is better.

"How did I see the killing intention in their eyes?" Jackson reminded, "Master, you must be careful, this guy has changed!"