"Or arrest and interrogate. Gunther grinned with an axe in his hand.

"Everyone knows that excessive impulsiveness is a sign of brain atrophy. Hurt put his arm around Gunther's shoulders, not missing a chance to hurt each other.

The others laughed together, but a few centaurs packed up their bows and arrows, and at the command of the lord, they would catch their tongues back in a hundred times.

"Wait, listen to me!" Buckland dragged his stocky body, one foot deep and one shallow, and ran from afar.

Just now, Gaoshan Fort held a military industrial conference, and it was inconvenient for him as an outsider to participate in that kind of confidential occasion, so he simply went to the field to collect specimens to pass the time. It just so happened that I had just met with the lizardman and had a few chats together.

"They're going to Pompeii. "Buckland's glasses are crooked, and he didn't have time to help, because he was really worried that the conflict between the two sides would not be good.

"To Pompeii?" Richard couldn't figure out what the lizardmen were up to.

Pompeii is considered the most tolerant country for orcs in human society, but ordinary orcs will definitely not easily set foot on human soil, after all, no matter how tolerant it is, it is not their own home.

"The idea that you've recruited many centaurs to serve in your guard is not unique. Buckland said as he panted, twitching the white hair on his chin, "His Majesty Sagre began recruiting half-orcs of a powerful race for naturalization many years ago, and it's pretty much exactly what you think. ”

"Our Majesty seems a bit deviant. "Richard's impression of the king was vague and limited to the gold coin headshot.

"Are you hinting at yourself?" Buckland pouted.

Although His Majesty Sagre has recruited many powerful race warriors, he has a lot of criticism at the top. But compared to the high mountain fort where even the people are half-orcs, it is as feudal as an old zongzi that has been sealed in a coffin for hundreds of years.

"They're not ordinary lizardmen, they're Sgar lizardmen. This trip was to prepare for His Majesty Sagre, passing by the high mountain fort to get in touch with the Pompeii nobles first, so as not to make jokes at the time. The Sgar tribe stopped farther away, and these few people were the messengers of their tribe. Buckland finished everything he wanted to say in one go.

"Isn't Your Majesty just a strong race?"

The lord looked at this group of lizardmen who were generally half a pound and eight taels tall with dwarves, but their body was much thinner, and they almost burst out laughing, "Just these two pounds of dry meat, and I am embarrassed to think that I am a strong race, so Lao Tzu is still a titan." ”

"Could it be that they are also rich in shamans?"

Nehru quickly shook his head, shaman is not a bean in the field anyone can plant two. There are only a few shaman-rich races, and the Sgar lizardmen are not one of them.

"Why? "Lord Lord, when it comes to hand-to-hand combat, he thinks it's impossible to look away—any qualified human soldier is absolutely capable of throwing a lizardman two yards away or lifting it with one hand, and this body is not even as good as a sheep-headed man, and no matter how you look at it, it can't match the word strong battle.

Even if they are crowned with Sgar in front of their names, they don't see that they are any special than ordinary lizardmen, and I don't know what special meaning they emphasize.

Li noticed that it was a little funny, and told the people around him what was in his head, and he couldn't help but hold his stomach and laugh at first.

But he stopped laughing abruptly, because one of the others didn't laugh at all.

"Alas. Buckland sighed, feeling that this thing was hopeless if he didn't learn anything.

Anne was discussing with the blacksmith about selling a version of the weapon for export, but turned around and gave Richard a blank look, "Don't underestimate them, the Sgars also have a nickname - the dragon trainers." ”

"What!"

Richard's mouth was wide enough to fit a whole pair of yellow duck eggs, and he had to push his dislocated chin back before he could continue talking.

His first reaction was that Anne was absolutely, how could a proud creature like a dragon be so easy to domesticate, and the dragon knights in the entire Pompeii, from kings to beggars, were already proud of the human race. But after thinking about it, there is no need at all, what is the purpose of lifting a shelf for a group of strangers who have never met.

"Don't get so excited. Anne understood what he was thinking, "Of course it can't be a real dragon, otherwise there would be no need to go to anyone." The Sgar people domesticated a beast that looked like a dragon called the Sgar Steppe Walker. ”

"Annie, the term "dragon trainer" itself is not accurate. Buckran pulled down his glasses, and his serious expression was very naturalist, "The life form of the Sgar people is very special, each member must be born as a twin egg, and at the same time give birth to an earth-walking dragon and a lizardman, which is not their domesticated mount but a real blood relative. ”

"You're saying that the Earth Dragons were born to the Sgar themselves?" Apparently what Buckland said was just as unheard of to Anne.

"That's right, the newborn Earth Walking Dragon is only the size of a cat, and this is the magic of life. ”

"Taught, sir. ”

"Say it earlier, scare Lao Tzu. Richard patted his chest, his heart seemed to have hundreds of centaurs tap-dancing together, and it hadn't completely calmed down.

Although both earthwalkers and dragons are called dragons, they are the same thing as rhinoceros and snails with the word cow, and raccoons and snow ice bears are bears. It's like the gap between Buckland, a white tiger man, and a real tiger warrior.

"Is that the main body of reproduction an earth-walking dragon or a lizardman?" the lord's attention quickly shifted, and he smiled and raised his eyebrows.

"Earth-walking dragons are all celestial eunuchs, and they can only be regarded as a by-product of the reproduction of the Sgar people. Naturally, Buckland was not shy about answering this little question.

"Wait, how big is that dragon?" Lord Lord finally realized that he had overlooked a blind spot.

If these lizardmen are weak and obviously have no combat power, but are instead regarded as a strong fighting race, the problem can only lie with their earth-walking dragons.

"That's ......," Buckland paused deliberately, a hint of banter on his old face, "and it's a little smaller than your iron-eating armadillo, and it's a natural hoof-foot structure that is particularly good at charging." ”

"Click!"

The outer iron shell of the telescope was twisted, and the lord's face was shocked, surprised, and greedy, and his complicated expression alternated like a marquee.

The iron-eating armadillo is nearly three blades tall at the shoulders, weighs more than four thousand pounds, and is actually good at melee more than charging because of the claws at the ends of its limbs, but even then its charging momentum is already terrifying!

"Be careful to take the lenses out. Richard slapped the scrapped lens barrel in Hurt's hand and walked in the direction of the sentry post without looking back.

"Why are you going?" asked Buckland, looking at his back.

"I'm going to leave them in Alpine Fort. The lord left a sentence and disappeared.