Lord Witch, please don't resurrect me again!

Leoric said: "Remember, my name is Leoric, and I live in Wild Wolf City. If you elves have any self-esteem, you should come to me to avenge your shame! Do you understand? Bah!" He ruthlessly He spat hard in her direction.

"Yeah, I'll tell the queen." Serawi hurried away on horseback.

Seeing her disappear into the jungle, Leoric thought: well, as long as she can bring the words.Although this elf chick looks skinny and shameless, the queen must have pride. If she hears me being so provocative, she will definitely send someone to kill me!This way I can...hehehe...

That's enough, the matter of the elf girl is over, what's next...

"Mortride, come here the hell!" Leoric yelled.

Chapter No.17: Are you Oedipus Bens?

"Mortride, come here!" Leoric yelled.

"Come on!" The silly horse rushed over.

Leoric went up and slapped Mortready!

Mo Trady was taken aback, and said angrily: "I helped you fight, and you still hit me?"

"I'll fucking kill you!" Leoric scolded, "What the hell did you do? I chased that little bitch for at least half an hour, and you're just watching a show?"

"I'm scared!" Mortready said confidently. "You're fucking pissed all over the place, and then you pick it up again. Who wouldn't be scared? I'm a brave little pony, but I can overcome fear." It also takes time."

Leoric nodded and said: "Then I just opened my eyes and saw you bowing and bowing to the enemy, docile like an old dog that has been raised for ten years, didn't you agree that loyal ministers will not serve two masters? You he Damn Lu Bu in the middle of the horse, fuck!"

Motready smiled smirkly, and said: "Oh, this is another matter. I think you are dead, don't you just choose a good horse to ride"? That big black man is taller than me, One fist can kill me, what can I do? I'm scared!"

Fuck, it's just the crumbs of a horse, if I didn't see you can kill me, I would have chopped you up and stewed meat!

Then Mo Tradie suddenly said: "By the way, how much are you going to do me?"

This question is really wrong, Leoric said in puzzlement: "I give you a favor? Why should I give you a favor?"

Mo Tradie bared his big teeth and smiled: "I saw you come back to life, can't you tell others? I have your secret now! Tell me, how much will you pay me for keeping quiet?"

Leoric laughed dumbfounded, and said, "Hush money? Are you fucking stupid? If you want to be capable, you can tell Shia and the general. Let me see how many words you can speak?"

Mo Trady was so angry that he yelled: "I'm going to imitate people! You are so hot!"

At this moment, Leoric noticed that the blue wolf smoke was still burning on the ground. The general had said before when he was training them that this was the smoke used by the barbarians to shake people.Leoric quickly put out the cigarette, and then lit another green cigarette, saying: This place is safe.

Then he cleaned up the battlefield, threw both corpses into the lake to feed the fish, and then took Mortready to a clean and secluded place to camp again.It is about two or three o'clock in the morning, and there is still some distance before dawn, so I can sleep for a while.Leoric had just recovered and consumed a lot of energy. He ate a lot of dry food and the remaining grilled fish before going to bed, and then lay down.

He didn't sleep well that night, and Leoric woke up as soon as the sun came out the next morning. He went to the lake to wash up, and ate and wiped away the leftovers from last night.At this time, the big fish that could feed four people left Leoric with only bones.

Leoric said, "Mortready, let's go find the horses, and tell me about the horses there?"

Murtread laughed and said, "Oh, sure enough, you're also greedy for fillies, right?"

Leoric said: "No, no, I want to see if I can bring these horses back. We are short of war horses now..."

"Cunning human!" Mortredy said with a look of shock and anger.

"...And bring some more mares back, so you can ride a filly at home. Once the bus turns into a private car, don't you think it's okay?"

"Human beings are really cunning." Mortredy smiled and showed his big teeth.

So one person and one horse marched towards the rising sun.

After last night's trial, Mo Tready has become a veteran driver of the horse, and he is familiar with the horse sword project. It didn't take long for him to find a field of wild horses with Leoric.There were about twenty or thirty wild horses in this group. They looked healthy and tall, and they should be of the same breed as Mortready.Leoric was very satisfied and thought: These horses are much better than those short-footed horses in the swamp. If they are brought back to our army, they will be the king of horses per capita. If these horses are armed as war horses, Wouldn't that fucking revive the glory of the plateau people?And I've done another great job. After the battle, the king will at best make me a baron or something.When I have my own land and people, plus my "truth", my quality of life will gradually match the modern society of my previous life!

Thinking of this, Leoric became excited, and shouted, "Mortridy, it's up to you whether you can convince these horses to come with us...Mortride?"

There was a strange whine of a horse from the side, Leoric looked over there, and immediately cursed: "Fuck you, Mortredy, what are you doing?"

As soon as Leoric looked up, he saw this fool, Mortready, riding a beautiful white mare.

Leoric scolded: "You idiot! When you bring all these horses back, it will be enough for you to ride to Yang Wei!"

"Oh, let me ride in place first..." Mortredy was so engrossed in the mare that he couldn't help himself.

Leoric thought: By the way, is Mortread out of the pack like this?Isn't there a stallion or horse king in this herd to take care of him?

At this moment, Leoric noticed a group of tall black horses running not far away.The horse looked older than Mortread, but was very strong, taller than any mare.

The old horse looked murderous, and from the way it looked, it was heading straight for Mortredy, and Leoric reckoned it would be a good show this time.When the old horse came to him, he was suddenly stunned, and then called out, "Little Mao?"

Upon hearing the name, Mortread immediately turned his head and said in surprise, "Daddy?" Of course, his waist didn't stop.

Little Mao was Murtread's nickname, and it hadn't been called by anyone or a horse for many years.

Mortready said excitedly, "Dad? You still know me?"

The old horse said, "Yes, child, you have grown up."

"Yes, Dad!"

"So, what are you doing?"

Mortread said proudly, "Oh, as you can see, I've grown up! Look, I'm riding this mare..."

Murtready's father blinked, and in a calm, indifferent, and even emotionless voice, said five words like a bolt from the blue:

"That's your mother."

"what?"

Mortread froze.

"Pfft ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha...!" Leoric burst into laughter!For this scene, he felt that his "Animal Communication Technique" was not in vain.

"Oh, 嗷 嗷 嗷 嗷 嗷 嗷 嗷 嗷 嗷 嗷 嗷 嗷 嗷 嗷 嗷 嗷 嗷 嗷 嗷 嗷 嗷 嗷 嗷 嗷 嗷 嗷 嗷 嗷 嗷 嗷 嗷 嗷 嗷 嗷 嗷 嗷 嗷 嗷 嗷 嗷 嗷 嗷 嗷 嗷 嗷 嗷 嗷 嗷 嗷!”

Mortread let out the supreme cry that a horse can make!Then it began to crash and run wildly in this endless wilderness.

Leoric also laughed wildly, but when Mortread ran away, he suddenly stopped laughing and shouted, "Fuck, where are you going! I have to ride you back!"

At this time, Murtridy's old father also shouted: "Xiao Mao, you coward! A good horse must dare to act bravely. Come on, since you dare to occupy your mother, don't you dare to fight your father?"

ha?WTF?Leoric was confused by this plot development.

Hearing his father's call, Mortredy also ran back and said, "What, you want to fight me?"

Mortready's father said, "Yes, boy, it's the way of the horse! So are you going to be a bloody hero, or be a coward to be looked down upon!"

Horses are actually very aggressive, especially if they can't stand provocations of their own kind.When charging, when racing horses, the thoughts of these horses are nothing more than "I run to death you idiot!" "Hahahaha you can't outrun me?" kind of stuff.

So when he heard the provocation from his father, Mortredy's sane horse's head exploded directly, it snorted, raised its hooves, and said: "Old boss, I will give you a face!" Don’t you? I’m going to kick your head off!”

After talking, the two horses started working.

I don't fucking know what these horses are thinking, Leoric thought.Then he leaned against the big tree and decided to watch a play.

……

Horse-to-horse fights are wild and rough, and sure enough, cattle fights are rough.Their main means of attack are hooves, kicking you up, side kicking, kicking... That old horse is indeed very powerful as the king of horses here, but Mortredy is a horse that has been on the battlefield, and he is even better in fighting.Moreover, because Mortredy is a treasure in the army, he eats the best fodder, drinks the cleanest water, and has fruits and vegetables as snacks. He even has a stableman to check his body. He is in good condition. The mustang is strong.Most importantly, this fellow Mortready has horseshoes!It's equivalent to having an extra weapon, so this guy, Mo Trady, made his father's face bloody, and his level of violence, even if he met with his filial son Alsace, he would feel inferior.

Mo Trady would be hitting the head right now, he caught the old father's flaw, and cursed: "Fuck you old bastard, kill me!" As he spoke, he kicked up.

"boom!"

This kick was very powerful, and then it hit the old horse's head, and there was a muffled "bang!" from inside.Leoric thought the bone must be broken.Then I saw the old horse fall in response.

The victory and defeat have been divided!Murtread said proudly: "I said you can't beat my... father?"

The old horse vomited blood, its body twitched on the ground, and it didn't move after a few twitches.

"Daddy-!" Mo Cuidi sowed, "No, no! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Faced with such a tragedy, it was difficult for Leoric to be serious.He stepped forward, comforted the "Oedipus in the Horse", and said, "It's all right, Mortredy, don't be sad..."

Mo Cuidi lay down on the ground and said, "Don't care about me, let me die! I killed my dad and rode my mother, ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

Leoric persuaded it, saying: "Oh, don't cry, you didn't kill your father on purpose, isn't it because the old man couldn't bear to think about it and insisted on doing it with you? Let's talk about your mother, you are a horse! You You can't use human ethics to restrain yourself, this horse is no longer close relatives, and the bloodlines born may be even better..."

Murtread cried: "Don't persuade me, I'm a good horse with a conscience! If I do such a thing, I can only be forgiven by death! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah——!"

Leoric thought that my persuasion would not work!Why is this guy so stubborn.

At this moment, the group of mares came up.

Mortread looked at the many mares and said, "What for?"

Mortready's mother, the beautiful white horse, said, "Son, you are the new king of horses," and the horses knelt down.

The structure of these horse groups is similar to that of lions. There is a strongest male horse leading a group of mares, but once the male horse is nenged to death by other male horses, the other female horses will immediately rebel and become Other people's harem.

So from the moment Murtready killed his father, his mother, aunt, aunt, and even grandma became his wife.

Mortready sniffled and said, "Mawang? What's Mawang?"

His mother said: "Ma Wang is our leader..."

"But you... aren't you my mother, aunt, aunt, third aunt, grandma and grandma? I can't occupy you..."

"...We will serve you regardless of time, place and posture."

Mortread jumped up and said, "Yes! I'm going to be king of horses!"

Anyway, Mortredy now takes his father's place and is the new Horse King!What a joy.

Leoric said to Mortread, "You're the King of Horses now, so can you bring me these horses back?"

Mo Trady, who was surrounded by horses, turned his face and said, "You, why are you talking to the king of horses? Be respectful!"

Leoric immediately drew his sword and said, "You're so hot! You want to die, don't you?"

"Don't, don't, brother, I'm just kidding," Mortredy quickly apologized, "Then what, don't you just want these mares? It's easy to handle, let them follow me back to Mustang City later, but it's agreed, eat You have to pay for everything, and you also need carrots, these are all my women, I can't treat them badly."

Leoric said: "It's all easy to handle. People on the plateau now see war horses as if they saw their ancestors. Don't talk about carrots, you can arrange for meat if you want."

Leoric asked at this time: "If you can have a herd of horses by defeating the horse king, can a stallion have many horses?"

"Yes," said Mortready's mother. "Many sisters were merged from other herds, and a stallion could have all the mares if he was strong enough."

Hearing this, Leoric's eyes lit up, and he smiled immediately: "Then do you want to be the harem king, Mortredy?"

Chapter 18: Never heard such a beautiful language

The queen of the half-blood elves sat on the throne, looking at the barbarian envoy impatiently.She leaned lazily on the armrest, resting her cheek with her left hand wearing a white silk glove, silent, as if she was thinking about how to kill the bug in front of her.

The envoy of the barbarian Tukalu tribe stood on the blue carpet in front of her.The envoy wore gold and silver, and had more and bigger jewels than the queen's, but he was rough and slippery, no matter how beautiful the jewels were, he still looked like a nouveau riche.At this time, the envoy coughed hard and said arrogantly: "Your Majesty!" His voice was so high that it was harsh, "I must remind you that our time is running out, and my master is about to lose patience. I answer."

The Queen frowned, and said, "This...Master Messenger, I really want to respond to your king's request, but..." The Queen scratched her head, "Our warriors have been captured by the Castilomi tribe—that is, the Iron Bow. The people from the tribe have been summoned, and when they left, they took a lot of food and grass, we really can't get anyone to help you fight the war now."

The envoy widened his eyes and said, "Of course I know about this! But as far as I know, the population of your small kingdom is about 3000, and the half-blood elves are all soldiers. The Iron Bow tribe borrowed [-] people. There should be more people." Seventeen thousand, what if we dispatch another three to five thousand?"

I really want to kill this disrespectful person!The queen said: "That's not the case. Even if all the people are soldiers, it doesn't mean that there are as many soldiers as there are people. If you calculate according to human standards-that is, the ratio of ten farmers to feed one soldier, an elf with a population of 2, We can't even squeeze out two thousand soldiers. But we are different from you humans. One soldier only needs five people as a backup, so a population of twenty thousand can produce three or four thousand soldiers. So..."

In an era of underdeveloped productivity, off-duty soldiers are very expensive. Anyone who has fought in wars knows this kind of thing.

The messenger stroked the mustache on his lips and said, "So what?"

"So you should know that we can't send any more people to support your battle. The rest of the people have to take care of the sacred trees, fruit forests, pastures, and produce armor and weapons, and do what they should do. The last few soldiers , we shall stay and defend our homeland."

The messenger nodded and said, "Of course I know this. Does the queen think that the Tukaru people don't know how to fight?"

The queen frowned and said, "Since you know what war is, then you are purely making things difficult, aren't you?"

The messenger smiled and did not answer, but said: "Your Majesty, you need to understand the current situation. The Heavenly Father, the Earth Mother, and the Kings of Hundred Clans are doing their best to resist the attack of the demons. At this time, the despicable The swamp people took the opportunity to take down the wolf city. These swamp people are hybrids of loach and toad. , then the first to bear the brunt is your kingdom, Your Majesty the Queen!"

Speaking of this, the messenger said viciously: "It is obviously unwise for the Queen to keep the soldiers and horses to guard her own forest; it is better to unite with us and take back the Wild Wolf City, and then Middle-earth will be saved from being destroyed by the flames of war. .”

The queen asked: "That is to say, you barbarians not only want to take away my standing army, but also borrow the imperial forest army? Then don't I have no one around me who can hold a sword? Do you think this is possible?" ?”

The messenger sneered and said, "Why is this impossible? Your Majesty, the reason why Auror, the king of the Hundred Clans, allowed you bastards... Oh, I'm sorry, is that the mixed-blood elves continued to thrive on the land on us. One of them It is to ask you to hand over your military authority and be at our disposal at any time. Of course, we are not robbers. On the contrary, the great Heavenly Father’s coalition forces will protect your safety. So, now is the time for you to fulfill the contract. What do you want? Breach of contract?"

The elf queen was dumbfounded for a moment. Although the mixed-blood elves were superior to humans in strength and magic, their numbers were too small, and they had to obey the tribal barbarian kings in this land.The half-blood elves have been in this miserable state since the plateau people's defeat of the Middle-Earth Sacred Guards Allied Forces 200 years ago.

The courier's greedy eyes swept over the Queen's body, making the Queen feel very uncomfortable.Indeed, the beauty of the Elven Queen is well known, but anyone who comes to this class is attracted by her charm.Even the most polite gentleman can't help but take a second look at her smoother-than-silk skin under the silk fringe, and see her face as beautiful as a work of art.But this guy's eyes seemed to want to strip off the queen's clothes.This made her uncomfortable and shameful—even a messenger could desecrate the holiness of the Elven Queen, and I would have cut off his head long ago 200 years ago.

Just when the Queen was at her wit's end, an elf messenger came to her side and whispered, "Your Majesty, your sister is back."

"Seravi?" The Queen's face was surprised at first, and then she was angry. She said, "This worrying child, she still knows to come back? Well, take me to find her."

The queen stood up and said, "Excuse me, Messenger of Tukalu, I have something important to attend to. We will discuss the rest tonight."

The messenger saluted pretendingly and said, "Okay, queen, but don't make me wait too long, our king doesn't have much patience."

The queen stood up from the throne, and immediately walked to her bedroom.