Eshyan ignored Ardalian, and just gently slammed the mustang's belly, flung the hill behind him. On the other side of the hill suddenly turned a horse, and the rider slumped down on his horse, galloping his horse, barely keeping up with Eshu. But it was Riety Dilan, with a scornful smile on his face. He didn't show any hostility, and neither did Estheu

"Amazing," Rietediran clapped pretending on horseback, "to make Aldalian deflated, and I guess you can also go to Laria and be a bugle ranger instructor." ”

"You saw it all?" Esher said that he was unaware of the past entanglements between Instructor Baker and the Ardarians, so he could not grasp the meaning of Rietedland's teasing.

"Of course. I thought you were going to sacrifice this fiery horse to Rafina Winter in exchange for freedom. I originally wanted to persuade you, but I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, Casilol didn't want to feast his eyes, I thought so. He chuckled, "You've offended the Ardalian family so badly, and if you become a captive of our Noldor one day, you'd better kill yourself immediately." The so-called torture of your Pandes is nothing more than an appetizer in the eyes of the warden of Eraclair, and you won't want to eat the meal they serve you. And it's not for me to say, those of my compatriots are basically slaughtered by you, why don't you take all their bows and arrows! Those sigil bows can fetch a great price in your Pande's market; There is also the Ardarian family's heavy treasure closing bow, and you didn't even take it. What a shameful waste. ”

"I don't have to be that desperate. Besides, offending Aldaryan is not the same as offending all the Noldor elves - that's my idea. After listening to Teddillan's tirade, Eishu patiently felt inexplicable. Isn't this a Noldor elf? How does the rhetoric between the positions sound biased towards oneself?

"Hah!" Ritediran sneered, "From your standpoint, it seems that this can also be said to save some face for the patriarch of the Ardarian family, but it's a pity that no one in their family will think so deeply." In the past, you had very unclean hands and feet when you fought her by the river, and today you bluntly threatened to strip Rafina naked. That's what this is going on, and Rafina won't dare to make it public, unless she wants to make the Ardarian family the laughing stock of Ellaclay again after Daddy Dead - otherwise you'll be offending Quan Nuodo. Seriously, Baranduk - that's the name you should have - if I were you, I'd slaughter them all to save them from trouble. Anyway, this is the Gato steppe, and I am the only witness. ”

"Are you a Noldor elf?" Esher turned his head to look at Ritedilan, "And why are there so many words?" ”

"Of course I'm a Noldor elf, but that doesn't mean I'm obligated to defend the honor and interests of House Ardarian. Before I was banished, I was a member of the Keller von Il family - you just need to know that this is a noble birth on a par with the Ardarian family, and it is a disadvantage that there are no ancient relics to pass down, so I have a slightly lower voice in the Senate and Parliament of Aylaclay. As for your second question, if you've seen the talkative Pande, you'll naturally meet the talkative Noldor elf as well. And you make Rafina so embarrassed, I think you're more pleasing to the eye. You've made yourself free, and you don't need to be angry with Rafina with me. ”

"I saw earlier in the camp that you didn't get along very well with her guards."

"I'm similar to you, I was caught by her halfway. In the name of beauty, he wants me to make meritorious contributions and return to the ethnic group. MY ORIGINAL PLAN WAS TO MAKE A DETOUR TO THE EASTERN FOREST TO INFILTRATE THE EMPIRE AND ADMIRE THE WHEAT-COLORED SKIN OF THE WOMEN THERE KISSED BY THE SOUTHERN SUN, BUT BY CHANCE I BUMPED INTO RAFINA'S TEAM AT THE BORDER, DE PUTAN!" In the midst of the small complaints, Teddilan abruptly interspersed a loud Noldor swear word, "If the dead woman is short of manpower, can't she bring more people out of Ellaclay?" I'm a mercenary, so why go back to Eraclay and mess with those good babies who make a fuss at the sight of blood? Oh...... Speaking of which," he suddenly approached Estheu, "do you need mercenaries?" I'm a Noldor Ranger as skilled in swordsmanship and archery - I'm sure you've seen it by the river. Having just regained your freedom, you can recruit a great warrior, a great assassin, and a dashing prodigal son at the same time, with a contract of employment of 50,000 dinars and a weekly salary of 6,000 dinars. ”

"It's a lot of money, but it's worth the money – it's just rhetoric, and there's nothing disrespectful. You might be a good fit to serve as an all-around combat instructor on my team. Rietediran's mount had begun to catch its breath, and Esher motioned for Burning to slow down. But I have to go back to my own territory to pay your salary. ”

"Hey, you're still a lord, which country?"

"Livingston."

"In the North?" The flirtatious smile on Rietediran froze, "Forget it, that place isn't interesting." The crow cries are terrible; The dragon's tooth pine is an ugly piece of wood buried in the snow and does not know whether it is alive or dead; A woman is a without emotion; The wine is only strong, but has no mellow aftertaste; The bard didn't know what he was howling about. I don't want to go a second time. ”

"You've been there before?"

"Employer's request." Ritadilan said nonchalantly, "Lord Balanduke, if you ever turn your back on a country other than Livingston, come back to me." The taverns of every town have preserved the deeds of my Teddilan, and rumors are my footprints, and rumors are my figures. It shouldn't be hard to find me, as long as I don't have a contract with me at the time. Preferential rates can be reserved. ”

"We'll talk about it then." Esher didn't take it too seriously.

One after the other, they returned to the Gatu. Randolph and Zakar have counted and selected the wild horses. There are twenty-five wild horses in total, including six stallions, eleven mares, and eight foals, all of which are outstanding horses. The toll paid by Randolph to Zakar for this group of wild horses is an incalculable amount in dinars, and it is certainly impossible for Randolph to carry a huge amount of money with him, and this debt can only be cashed in the form of logistics food, weapons and armor in the future. In order to ensure the smooth progress of the trade, Randolph had to stay in Zakar's tribe for a while, and by the way, domesticate the wild nature of the horses. Despite the pain, Randolph was pleased from the bottom of his heart, and with this half of the well-blooded wild horses, given the time of careful raising, he could shake the absolute monopoly of the Cato in the war horse market. At that point, the rewards will only be a thousand times greater! Fortunately, the Gatu produced a warlord as eloquent as Zakhar, and fortunately Ardalian picked up an Esher Balanduk by the river.

"Lord Baranduk, this is half of your herd, several of which are saddled, and a thousand arrows you want are mounted on them at your disposal." Seeing Estheu return, Randolph greeted him graciously and helped him identify. "Your personal affairs should be taken care of?"

"Yes, I'm ready to go. Say goodbye to Zakar for me. ”

"Coincidentally, Lord Zakar has also entrusted me to say goodbye to you and convey my apologies. Urgent military affairs, so it cannot be sent off, but only given to Husardzor as a small gift'. This is a gift from Lord Zakar to your Excellency, a well-made Cato warbow. The return road is dangerous, be careful along the way. With that, Randolph stood aside, and for a long time he wanted to see how Essho was going to take the remaining half of the pack of wild horses.

Eshu slung his bow to his back, hugged Burning Wild's head, and pointed at the wild horses, and then at himself. "Understood?" He asked.

Kamino shook his head up and down in fear, looking like he was nodding. "Alright, let's go!" Eshu jumped on his horse, and the wild let out a loud neigh, and the wild horses followed.

Randolph was dumbfounded, he just wanted to watch the show, but he completely ignored that the stallion under Esher's crotch was the original leader of this group of wild horses, even if he was subservient to others, he still had the residual power of command. If it weren't for the horse trainer who stopped him, the half of the wild horses belonging to Randolph would probably have been abducted by Aeshu.

It's a pity, Randolph sighed as he watched the horses gallop away on the grassland. But how can such extravagant pomp not attract attention on the grassland? After being repeatedly intercepted and killed by the "Saboteur" Zhu Da, the only Mustang who can return to the north unharmed is probably only Esher and his mount.