"I actually committed suicide. Bédric stood beside Cape's body and shook his head regretfully. Next to him, Bust was hanging one arm around his neck with a bandage, and he was smiling with a piece of fiery red embroidered gold silk cloth in his last good hand.

For a forward team of only 5,000 men, being able to break a Stuart Reorganization and capture the flag was a feat worth bragging about in the tavern. If a Blood Knight is added to the results, it can basically be inherited as a bragging asset to the grandson.

The only pity is that even the corps commander himself was captured, which was slightly unsatisfactory.

"Uh-huh. Richard dealt with it casually, and anyone could see that his eyes were blank and obviously absent-minded. However, no one dared to disturb him easily, after all, this was a super fierce general who led the troops to defeat the Blood Knight.

No one knew that he was actually looking at the system panel, and two diametrically opposed emotions, joy and sorrow, were fermenting in his heart at the same time.

At the end of the battle, the names of twenty-six barbarian warriors and four centaur rangers were permanently crossed out of the roster, the heaviest loss ever incurred by Alpine Fort. You don't need statistics to know that most of them are caused by blood knights.

These bald-headed and shirtless strong men left a very deep impression on Richard, with excellent strength and varied playing style. If it weren't for the sheer inferiority, it's hard to say what would have happened.

Maybe it was because it was too smooth sailing, and he had to admit that he was a little blind at first, and he didn't pay much attention to the Blood Knight at all. As a result, as soon as I got into the fight, I realized that there was such a ruthless character, and I swallowed a lesson solidly.

Thirty corpses of the warriors of the Alpine Fort turned into ashes and a cloud of smoke as the bonfire lit up. Richard watched this scene and was silent for a long time, but Hurt and Gunther took the initiative to comfort him. For them, fighting and dying are part of life, and it is a rare honor to be able to die in a big enough battle.

Gran Ling presided over this humble battlefield funeral as a clergyman, declaring that the goddess would accept these lost souls.

But the harvest was just as gratifying.

The rich experience brought by continuous combat and daily training for a long time finally made the first batch of top soldiers of the system born in Alpine Fort.

The names of Berserker and Centaur Vanguard appear for the first time in the system class list.

As the latest newcomers to join Alpine Castle, it is not surprising that none of them have been able to advance to the top for the time being.

However, as the first senator to join, the Highland Barbarians can be called the first stupid birds to gain experience, and they have a clear advantage over the centaurs. But the reality is diametrically opposite, it can be clearly seen on the system panel that there are a total of five top soldiers, including four centaurs, but there is only one barbarian.

It is conceivable that the experience required for a barbarian to be promoted to a berserker is probably unusually large.

The only berserker was a single seedling in a thousand fields, and Richard was very impressed with it. His name is Russell, and he has always been in the first echelon among the barbarians. The first batch of promoted barbarian warriors, the first batch of promoted barbarian giant axe warriors, and now the first berserker.

"Do you feel anything?" Richard bent down and picked up a pebble that landed on his head.

"I realized. Unlike those comrades who were too lively and anxious to adapt to their strength after advancing, Russell stood quietly in place, with doubts on his face but more understanding, standing alone in the cold wind, as if he had become one with heaven and earth, like a rock.

"What did you realize?" Gunther looked at him with his hands on his hips and gave him a roll of his eyes.

"Heaven and earth, plants and trees, and ......" Russell's eyes were closed, and his face was full of vivid pain as constipation. He snapped his eyes open, and was about to continue his trickery, when he suddenly found Gunther watching him raise his fist with malicious intent.

As the previous "leader", how powerful Gunther's fists were, it is simply a painful memory that all the barbarians will not get rid of.

"Hey, just kidding. Russell Thief smiled and rubbed his hands, "I didn't say it was good, I'll just give you a show." ”

As soon as I heard that there was a bustle to see, a group of idlers gathered around me in the blink of an eye. At this time, only a strong man with a strong body can squeeze into the inner circle with his body, and a small man like the Sgar can only jump on his feet outside and do things in a hurry.

Russell was crazy and waved at the people around him very contrivedly. Then he took a deep breath, the muscles of his whole body tensed, and a suppressed low roar sounded from his voice, and the green tendons on his forehead bulged. Just as everyone was holding their breath, a sudden fart spread along with a foul smell.

The people who were desperately squeezing into the inner circle to watch the excitement suddenly began to run away desperately. The scolding girls from all over the world gathered together, so that all the barbarians couldn't raise their heads.

"I feel like I'm not angry enough. Russell touched the back of his head in embarrassment, his face full of innocence.

"Then I'll help you!" Gunther finally couldn't stand this act of discrediting all the barbarians anymore, and flew up and kicked him a bit. Russell's skull landed on a horseshoe stone and crushed it into two with a clatter.

"Angry enough, isn't it?"

"Enough, enough......" Russell hadn't gotten up yet, and the obvious change in his voice had already made everyone present keenly feel that something was wrong.

Under the gaze of hundreds of pairs of eyes, Russell's already extremely strong muscles continued to bulge visibly with the naked eye. The hair on the top of his head stood up like steel needles, and the corners of his eyes exploded like veins of tree roots.

If the eyes are the windows to the soul, he is definitely hanging the curtains. Those eyes, which were originally black and white, are rapidly turning into a blood-red, pure and evil!

Judging strength purely by appearance is undoubtedly superficial, but even a blind person can feel that Russell is definitely stronger than ever at the moment!

"What do you all think I'm doing?" Rosell suddenly realized that the surroundings were too quiet, and let go of the hand that was rubbing his ass, "I can still have flowers on my face?"

He couldn't help but reach out and touch his cheek, and after his fingertips touched the blood vessels bursting up on both sides of his eyes, he groped twice more as if he couldn't believe it. Russell's face immediately changed, and he opened his mouth and scolded: "Gunther, shit, you kicked Lao Tzu and disfigured you?"

"It's a undead!" Gunther looked down at his feet, wondering if he would give each brute a blow.

"Berserker!" the shock in Bedric's tone would have been converted into food, and all of Pompeii would not have to worry about famine for at least a hundred years.

Richard, who was studying the panel of the system, was shocked when he heard this, and thought that Bédrick could also see the panel, because the top soldiers of the highlanders were called "berserkers".

However, he soon realized that this was not the case at all, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince looked at Russell like a brown bear looking at honey, and there was no time to care.