Ride and Cut

For a moment, Richard really thought that the dragon came at him, and the radiant egg dormant in his chest was only about to arouse and activate the surging state of radiant power.

However, Higuain was obviously not lawless yet—it was just that the dragon soaring in the sky could hardly maintain coordination with the friendly army trekking on two legs on the ground, so it was a little late.

"Higuain-sama has always made it his goal in life to become a real knight." Suffolk withdrew his gaze from his back, which was gradually disappearing.

"Puff!" Lord Lord lowered his head and smiled. He knew that the dragon knight would at least be awarded the title of court earl, so of course Higuain was not after the lowest knighthood among the nobles, but the set of eight virtues.

Richard vaguely remembered that there was humility, pity, and a little mess, in short, it was a very high-sounding rhetoric. But to be honest, he felt completely nonsense—no matter how he decorated it, the army was a violent organization with destruction as its bounden duty, and labeling himself as a saint was tantamount to insulting everyone's IQ.

"I heard earlier that you took the initiative to take on the offensive mission and defeat the enemy after the defeat of the friendly army. He thought you were a truly brave man. So instead of riding a dragon, he came with me. I wanted to see you as soon as possible."

"Fart!" Richard laughed very coldly, and looked up at the blue sky with a lot of emotion. He has already passed the age of thirteen or four that loves fantasy, and he will naturally be more realistic in many cases.

He lost thirty soldiers at once, and each of them could be named or even nicknamed, and each of them followed him in the North and South wars without complaint. For the ripper, who was already poorly populated, it could be described as painful. If this is the price of bravery, Richard would rather be a coward for the rest of his life.

If time goes back and asks him to choose one more time, he will not be so reckless to say anything.

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A giant dragon that clearly belongs to its own side landed slowly on the edge of the barracks, and the violent air current blows up the dust on the dry winter ground, attracting cheers from the soldiers of the Dragon Claw.

The adult dragon's magical attainments are slightly stronger than that of high-level human mages. Coupled with the melee ability brought by a strong body and claws, the overall strength is obviously stronger than that of high-level mages, but it is far less than that of magic masters. Not only that, a regular army with heavy weapons and a sufficient number of entourage wizards can also completely expel a dragon trying to invade.

No creature can be invincible, and there can be no exception to the dragon. For real elite troops, there will even be a set of standard procedures for how to deal with dragon knight attacks.

But the shadow of a person's famous tree, sometimes as long as the reputation is big enough, even if the strength is inferior, it doesn't matter.

Since the disappearance of the Titans, the dragon, as the most powerful magical creature on the entire continent, has a reputation as loud as a mess.

Just a giant dragon may not have the ability to reverse the situation and win victory in a battle, but it can make most soldiers believe that he has this ability. As an undisputed top unit, the Dragon Knight can only say that it truly deserves its name.

The lord learned from Bedrick that the name of this wind-type adult dragon translated into the lingua franca is Osiris.

In the life course of the dragon whelp, juvenile, youth, adult, mature, and old age, adulthood is not the peak period, but it has mastered all the abilities that should be mastered as a dragon. Osiris has played for Pompeii for the first time since signing a contract with Higuain.

Along with the dragon knight Higuain was assigned to the dragon's claws, there were ten steed knights-that was a beast with a horse and a eagle head and wings, possessing the ability to breathe fireballs, but it can only be said that it is better than nothing. What's really great is that the flying speed of the Stable Falcon is quite amazing.

This is all the air power possessed by the Dragon's Claw, which can be called a luxurious lineup.

Because the powerful flying monsters that can serve as mounts are violent and difficult to tame, the number of air cavalry in various countries has been very limited. If several expeditionary regiments are all in this configuration, it is almost certain that the entire Pompeii air force has been deployed.

To be honest, Richard was quite envious when watching them fly around for investigation or liaison all day long. If he has a flying mount and wants to fly on someone's head and shit, he will fly on someone's head and shit, and he won't change it for a duke.

I've seen so many air combat materials before, and the drop point of the bomb must be very accurate.

From preparing to attack Winter City to the official start of the siege, it takes a long period of preparation time. During this time, the entire dragon's claw was stationed in Chakshi, waiting idly for orders.

Sure enough, as Bedrick said earlier, Richard, whose record was too dazzling, was unanimously squeezed out by other parts.

Except for Bederick, he had no face and skin all day, and the other officers of the entire legion faced the Ripper Brigade, unanimously ignoring it. Obviously, the residences are close to each other, and only when the Gaoshan Fort does not exist.

Once the atmosphere is formed, even people who did not intend to have to obey it, this is the power of rules.

Even Buster and Granling, two old partners, only dared to say a few words when there were no outsiders. They were quite worried that Richard was bored. They talked about the principle of gold always shining. Lord Lord nodded as he listened--until the snoring became louder and louder.

Bust and Granling looked at each other, and soon shook their heads and left. Worrying about Richard being dull is the same as worrying about stars falling from the sky, obviously a completely redundant act.

When Gaoshanbao has the most sense of existence, it may be when it eats.

Generally speaking, the army’s food is not very good, and the quantity is far more important than the taste, even for the officers. Because the logistics line is too long, it is difficult to supply abundant ingredients and seasonings. In addition, the chefs often use two knives~www.readwn.com~ can only be eaten so-so.

Originally everyone ate the same meal, there would be no harm if there was no comparison, until an outlier appeared...

Lord Lord has always believed that eating well is an important guarantee for combat effectiveness. Under this kind of ideological guidance, not only did the Alpine Fort have halflings with military cooks, but also regarded various ingredients as supplies as important as weapons and armors.

"It's so fragrant!" A group of patrolling soldiers stopped slightly. While they tried their best to show their disdain, they couldn’t hide their jealousy—this group of people ate really well, and the wind blew the scent from over there, and they kept digging into their noses, causing a series of swallowing drools. .

"You said, can we go Cengfan?" The captain thought on a whim.

"The Ripper doesn't have a Pompeian at all. We went in and got very eye-catching." It turned out that his idea was not new at all, and the men behind him immediately began to suffer. "The highland barbarian beat people very fiercely. There are also those centaurs, watching. The harmony is actually very dark!"

"Hey, after all, he is the ruthless man who defeated the Blood Knight." The captain smacked his lips with emotion and began to patrol.