Chapter 228: Conditions
"You ...... What do you call me?" Richard was like a rooster that had been choked by the throat, trying to hold back an almost hoarse rhetorical question from his throat, as if he was struggling for the last time before dying.
"Daddy, you gave us wisdom. Hum Ha Er General showed a simple and simple smile on his face, and his stupid facial features suddenly wrinkled.
"Hmph, the second general has always said that you gave them wisdom, why?" said Melissa, a confused expression.
"I don't know. β
The lord covered his heart, staggered back two steps and sat down in his chair. He hasn't married yet, and a "daddy" is simply unbearable in life. Not to mention that at his age, even if he is half-buried and decrepit, it is absolutely impossible to have two good sons of such a big age.
"There's still something to do, let's go first!"
Richard fled from the greenhouse in a trance, looked at the bright sun outside, and suddenly felt that the sun was shining brightly.
"How does it feel to have two more sons?" Anne knew she must have known when she smiled like a flower, but she never told Richard, just waiting to see the joke, "I am so envious, this may be a great achievement that I will never achieve in my life." β
"Then let's get married, and then mine will be yours. "Lord Lord decisively chose to kill 800 enemies even if he lost 1,000 himself.
"Why don't you die!" the half-elf merchant rolled his eyes.
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After about five days, the Ripper's large army finally returned to the High Mountain Fort with the Tiger Spirit Tribe.
"Cousin, is that you!" said Hurt, who was running fast on his four legs, and rushed ahead of the others like a whirlwind.
"It's me, Cousin Hutt!" a centaur came out in the direction of Alpine Fort to meet him.
The two centaurs approached at a rapid pace, their arms touching each other, their chests rising and falling violently, and they looked very excited. punched each other, gave each other a hug, and then you and I talked about the old days.
During the lord's absence, Anne brought back a group of centaurs to Alpine Castle, the leader of whom was called Abel, who was a relative of Hurt, and this was now confirmed.
Gunther looked at the scene in front of him with a very strange expression, pinched his thighs and endured it in the end, he still couldn't hold back, raised his head and smiled earth-shatteringly.
The contrast is a bit strong -
Hurt's head is also very majestic, and the muscles of his two arms are knotted, and anyone who sees it must praise a strong man.
But standing next to his cousin, he was so thin that he looked like a bean sprout that had not eaten a full meal since he was a child. It's not because Hurt has been losing weight recently, but this Abel body is too exaggerated!
Hurt was about two and a half blades tall, but Abel was even taller than him with a head and a whole neck, and his length went straight to three blades. And even if he were reduced to the height of Hutt, the width would still not be as wide as it could be whispered, at least half as much. When they hugged each other, they were like a Tibetan man holding his underage child.
Compared with ordinary centaurs, the gang brought by Able is obviously an outlier, all of them are as strong as blowing. When Richard saw them, he immediately understood why Buckland cared so much about the food they consumed, after all, they certainly didn't have the right rice bucket in the usual sense.
Later, I found out that these big men came from the famous Charr clan among centaurs, and Shire centaurs have always been known for their majestic stature.
"My lord, this is my cousin Abel. Hetra walked up to Richard with the big black man and bowed slightly, "The civil strife in the Orc Kingdom has intensified, and they have also been sidelined. β
"Big man, can you play with riding and archery with this body?" the lord couldn't help but wonder.
"We don't know much at archery, and according to the tradition of the Orc Kingdom, the Charr centaurs have always served as Tempoper of the Guard. Although Abel had been here for a while, it was the first time he had spoken to the local master. One stared at him curiously, as if trying to see the flowers on his face.
"Can't you find a strong bow that can withstand your strength?" said Richard, jokingly.
"It's not. Abel obviously had no talent for humor, and shook his head honestly, "Because they are big, they can't be as agile as their cousins, and if they are not flexible, they can't use bows and arrows, so they can only charge." β
"Able is a very brave warrior, and once served as the commander of the forbidden army in the half-orc kingdom, almost the highest position a commoner could possibly hold. "Hurt is trying to add impression points to his cousin.
"We owe allegiance to the old king, but since His Majesty's death, both princes have been fools who only know how to fight for power. Able let out a disdainful snort from his nose.
"Let's do a good job in Alpine Fort from now on. The lord snapped his fingers.
"All right, but my honorable baron, I have one condition. Abel scratched the top of his head unnaturally.
He was a little embarrassed to eat white rice for so many days, but the things that he had discussed with his clan before couldn't be changed just because of a few meals. For a former forbidden army officer, it is undoubtedly very embarrassing to camp for a living, but he has no other choice.
"Oh, let's be honest, we're not talking about it. Richard immediately realized that it wasn't easy.
Although those Shire warriors all saluted him with a brush, they looked very respectful. The system panel did not receive even a single request to join the team, indicating that they did not join sincerely.
This is unusual - because the more powerful the samurai, the more arrogant they tend to be, and a spit and a nail are common traits they share.
Take the Rippers as an example, don't look at the fact that they usually want to shrink at the base of the wall and bask in the sun when they are full, and they all look harmless to humans and animals. But every time it comes to a critical moment, the hot-blooded part-time job in the chest is hotter than magma, and "a word to decide life and death" is not a joke.
The Charr centaurs are too powerful to be more powerful, and it's hard to imagine them being cautious on a matter of right and wrong like "allegiance".
"You don't think that'll workβor, I'll duel you on behalf of all the Shire. If you can achieve victory, our entire clan will become the subjects of Takayama Castle, and all adult samurai will swear allegiance to you. Abel deliberately paused slightly, straightened his chest and took a deep breath, and the clear muscle lines and thick green tendons were suddenly revealed on the skin. Trying to get Richard to fully understand the difficulty represented by the first half of the sentence, he continued:
"Or, if you pay us a fixed monthly payment, my people and I will serve as mercenaries and fight for you until the end of our lives or the termination of our contracts. β
As soon as these words fell, a burst of laughter immediately sounded around them. After being scanned around by the lord fiercely, it was quiet again to the point that a pin could be heard, but everyone's expressions became gloating, making the unfamiliar Shire warriors puzzled for a while.
Hurt tugged at Abel's sleeve, but the latter remained unmoved like a statue of cast iron, apparently having already made up his mind.
Richard looked at his square face and suddenly asked, "You haven't been in touch with Hurt for a long time, have you?"
"Yes, but how do you know?" Abel blinked, not expecting the other party to suddenly ask about this.
"Guess. The lord continued to ask, "In addition, in order to escape from the orc kingdom before, did you have a very closed news channel?"
"That's right. β
"No wonder. Richard suddenly realized.