Nehru had slipped to the door and was brought back again, sitting with a look of lovelessness, his mung bean-like eyes whirling around in his sockets, not knowing what crooked ideas were brewing.

"Are you well stocked?" the lord snapped his fingers and began to push the war machine of Alpine Fort in motion.

"Miss Anne has just made up for a round in Cologne, which is at least enough to last more than half a year. Buckland didn't hesitate to open his mouth and come.

As an old man in his twilight years, Buckland was particularly impressed by the sense of fullness that came with the gradual abundance of warehouses, and he was eager to count eight times a day, and he already knew the data.

"The people have to organize several evacuation drills, and you are in charge?"

Buckland gently stroked his chest and bent over, "It's my business, my lord." ”

"What about the blacksmith?" Richard looked back at the long table where the dwarves had gathered.

"Everything is normal, and the guards will be fully equipped in a week at most. Robbie's hair was meticulously combed, and she wore a Ling sister on her throat, looking much more mature and resolute than before.

Sometimes setbacks can only lead to destruction, and sometimes they lead to growth. After more than half of the casualties of his tribe, he served as the head of the blacksmith at Alpine Fort, and along the way, he had more and more responsibilities on his shoulders, and he was no longer the child who was obsessed with his own world.

"Okay, one week, one week, quality and quantity. ”

The big bosses all spoke, and the blacksmiths suddenly ate a lot faster, and they were ready to continue to go back and work overtime.

"The daily training rhythm of the guards still can't be messed up, Hut, Abu, you two are in charge. Richard quickly finalized a number of specific matters.

"Yes!"

Annito looked at Richard with blush, her watery eyes reflecting the candle flame on the table, as if it were glowing. It's definitely a great blessing for a group to have a spiritual core, and even if it's just sitting there, it's natural to attract everyone to revolve around it.

Richard undoubtedly held this role, and as soon as he was there, the proud soldiers of Alpine Fort would naturally twist into a rope.

"Am I not responsible?" Gunther touched the back of his head, looked left at Hutt and at Abu right, pouting with disdain.

So Hutt and Abu punched the Gangman on the left and the right.

"You bring people to keep the law. The lord cut the meat chops on the plate with a knife and fed them to Chiqiu piece by piece, "If anyone is found to be deliberately disturbing the order of the mountain fort, all of them will be killed on the spot! ”

"Understood. ”

"I don't care what happens in normal times, now everyone has to be nervous about Lao Tzu, do you hear!" Richard yelled at the top of his voice, echoing in the dining room.

"Yes!"

There was the sound of leather boots colliding under the table.

The dining room suddenly became very quiet, and only the sound of food chewing could be heard converging into a torrent, occasionally mixed with knives and porcelain plates.

"I have a proposal. Anne held up a small, white hand.

Say. The lord snapped his fingers.

The people who were originally immersed in eating suddenly raised their heads again.

"The size of the Alpine Fort army is not small now, and it seems a bit inappropriate to continue to call it the Guard, so why don't you just take a new name. The half-elf merchant smiled slightly, "Just like in an epic story." ”

"That's good, it makes sense. Buckland held out five carrot-like short fingers and picked up a cup of strong tea, and said slowly, "Names are like flags and uniforms, which are very helpful in creating a sense of honor and maintaining morale. You look at those famous and powerful armies in history, the names are bigger than the other, the banners are more colorful than the other, and the military uniforms are more vigorous than the other. ”

"Right. Anne held her heart in both hands, "Personally, I think the big red lobster jacket of the San Jose court guard is super handsome." ”

Richard snorted disdainfully, the strong driver of the system was much more useful than all these bells and whistles, "Do we need this thing?"

"Yes!" the crowd cried in unison, almost tearing holes in the ceiling of the dining room. Anne and Buckland didn't hold back for a moment, and laughed at the same time.

"Yes, yes!" Gunther was the most energetic of the bunch, and after a few calls, he suddenly noticed that the others were silent, and quickly closed his mouth again.

The lord's face suddenly felt a little unbearable, and he rolled his eyes and slapped the table, "Damn, you need a hammer!"

"Richard, don't be angry just yet. "Buckland is an old man, and he is careful about the young man's little bit of death, "Of course, Alpine Fort doesn't need these tricks to maintain morale. But there is a resounding name, and it will be easier to spread it in the future, don't you say?"

"Well, there's some truth to that. "Your Excellency, the lord went down the slope and got off the donkey.

"But what's it called?" Richard thought for a long time with his chin on his head, he was very good at naming names. This can be seen from "slaying the dragon" and "chasing the wind".

"It's called the wind to trample. Hurt was the first to raise his hand, the tribe he came from was originally called Wind, and the metaphor of trampling on the centaurs was self-evident.

"It's called Snowfield Warriors. "Gunther, who hails from the far northern snowfields, has come up with a name that is very homely.

"It's so ugly, I think it's better to call it the Sgarr Destroyer. Abu's plan is even more stark.

In the face of the competition for naming rights, several leaders of Gaoshan Castle resolutely adhered to the principle of caring for the individual, and successfully let the opportunity to get it slip away alive.

"What are they?" the lord finally realized that these pieces of material were all good at slashing people, so it was better to save the rest as soon as possible. He frowned and pondered for a moment, and suddenly slapped his thigh, "If you have it, you will be called a ripper!"

"Why are you called a ripper?" asked Anne, frowning, for nothing she had originally envisioned.

"I, Richard the Scarlet Ripper. The lord pointed at himself with joy.

When the story of the Alpine Fort first became popular in Cologne, the bard gave him such a nickname. Richard listened to it a lot and slowly felt that it was not bad.

"That's what that name is......" Buckland pouted, his face tangled. As an old scholar who has swam in the ocean of knowledge all his life, his literary accomplishment is not bad.

"I think it's good, it's good to listen to and remember. "Those who are slightly familiar with the lord of Alpine Fort should know that once this guy comes out of his mouth, the wording doesn't seem to be too strong, and in fact, it is basically nine cows that can't pull it back.

The lord is a typical example of both standing and standing, and he has to add a sentence in his mouth - "Our high mountain castle does not engage in a one-word hall, and you can speak freely if you have any opinions." ”

“...... No. ”

“...... No. ”

......

"Great, then it's decided, Miss Anne, will you embroider?" After receiving a negative reply, Richard was not discouraged, and said with great interest that the task of embroidering the military flag could be given to the women of the people.