After arming Cú Chulainn to the teeth, Qi Wuce asked Cu Chulainn again if there was anything else to explain.

After Cú Chulainn had explained everything he was going to do, Qi Wuce set off with his men and horses to return to his territory.

With the guarantee of the prophet Caswald, Qi Wuce unscrupulously squandered a lot of money to smash King Concierber and Cúchulainn's guardians Avatin and Fenchawu, and with the approval of Cuchulainn's nominal adoptive father Fergus, Qi Wuce turned Cúchulainn into his team.

Ireland in the Divine Era is not peaceful, with herds of wild wolves, man-eating trolls lurking in the mountains and forests, and occasionally packs of wyverns skimming the sky, and even some of these intimidating races are dominated by fantasy species-level beings.

Unless it's a capital city with a lot of powerful people like Iwan Macha, even a human gathering place will often be wiped out by rioting monsters.

In this era, if you want to go to other places, you have to face more than the difficulty of long distances, bloodthirsty monsters, thieves who have no livelihood and hide in the mountains and forests, only the strong have the capital to survive and walk in the wild.

However, for Qi Wuce, these threats are completely non-existent, don't look at his current body is only thirteen years old, but in terms of the strength of this body, it must be at least half as strong as Fergus, which already has the capital to walk sideways throughout Ireland.

In terms of martial arts, Qi Wuce is still the first person to crown the ancient and modern, and this time he turned Cú Chulainn over to teach him in advance, and he was reincarnated, except for teaching a hero and unifying Ireland, he basically lost interest in other things.

The age of seven is the best time to polish the foundation and shape the three views, and a piece of talent and beauty like Cúchulainn can't let those old people who have no ability to be crooked.

Look at the future Cú Chulainn, although the achievements are remarkable, but the dignified son of a god king, Qi Neng lives like an uncivilized savage?

It's nothing to have more women, but apart from women, what are the things that Cú Chulainn does, not to mention the slaughter of women and children, the character that is so irritable that he kills people without saying a word is completely unwanted.

And Skaha's teaching disciples never care what their character is, as long as they have the right appetite, they will all accept it, but as a husband, Qi Wuce must not watch Skaha teach a bunch of cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods, and the only dispute between Qi Wuce and Skaha is only teaching disciples.

Cú Chulainn, a good seedling, should come to him for the time being and polish it well.

"Butler, where are you?"

Qi Wuce lifted the curtain, and the butler was riding a horse parallel to the carriage on the main road.

"Back to the young master, we are now marching on the Woollag Plains, and it will be a long time before we can return to your territory."

Qi Wuce poked his head out, looked at Cú Chulainn, who was walking at the front of the team on horseback, and said: "That's fine, pay attention to vigilance, I asked someone before I came, the Woollag Plain is not very peaceful here." ”

After speaking, Qi Wuce closed the curtain, he had seen the yellow calendar before returning to the territory, it was not suitable to travel today, and Qi Wuce still believed in the old yellow calendar.

Of course, the yellow calendar that Qi Wuce is using now is not the one of Emperor Xuanyuan, but the yellow calendar modified according to local conditions according to factors such as celestial phenomena and customs on the Irish side.

The guys who run out to block the road will definitely appear, but I don't know if it's those guys who don't have long eyes, and the wolves are okay to say, if they encounter a gang of robbers, they will inevitably lose a few people.

Just when Qi Wuce was thinking, the moving carriage stopped abruptly, but fortunately, Qi Wuce's reaction was fast enough, so that he would not fall in the carriage due to inertia.

The clanging sound of the handover of blades, the sound of fighting and fighting were endless, and the soldiers under Qi Wuce's command chose to rush forward without hesitation to fight the enemy in the face of the enemy attack.

The Ulster warriors are only worthy of praise for not being afraid of death, and for most Ulster warriors, dying in the face of honor is just bullshit that is not worth mentioning.

It was a large bandit gang with hundreds of combatants, and a very large bandit gang like this one was extremely rare in all of Ireland.

This couldn't help but make Qi Wuce start to wonder if he had offended someone, or if this group of robbers had simply heard the news of his grand banquet for three days and three nights, so they had their eyes on his wealth.

In any case, since it is the enemy, there is nothing else to say, just take a few prisoners and kill the rest of the miscellaneous soldiers.

The battle was going on, relying on the sharpness of the blade and the strength of the war horse, Qi Wuce's side was caught off guard from the beginning and slowly reversed the situation of the battle.

Especially when Cú Chulainn unscrupulously drove back and forth in the crowd, and the enemies touched by his blades were all torn apart, such a bloody scene almost scared the bandits.

The warriors were like sharks that smelled blood, and the pain on their bodies could not stop them from carrying on with this brutal killing.

As the boss, Qi Wuce naturally had no reason to take action in person, if he had to do everything himself, there was no need for this group of subordinates to be raised in vain, and he was feeling the breath of an old friend slowly approaching the carriage he was in.

Just when this battle was in full swing, no one noticed that a group of bandits with an extremely fierce atmosphere changed their clothes and changed their appearance, quietly breaking through the defense line of the convoy, and approaching the carriage in the center of the defense circle little by little.

Qi Wuce watched the team get closer and closer to the carriage he was in in his perception, and Qi Wuce felt a deep despair about the IQ of his subordinates.

The Ulster people are brave and ruthless, but the problem is that this group of people basically has no brains when they fight, and there is no better solution to this.

Most of the people with brains and excellent education are nobles, and how can a nobleman have the pride of a nobleman saddle his horse for a lord who does not have much fame.

So far, the number of talents available to him is only five fingers, and he still counts the situation of Cúchulainn and the butler.

No way, after all, the social system in Ireland is like this, and the righteous and famous guy is often able to respond to every call, and it is extremely difficult for a nobody like him to recruit people.

It seems that when he returns to the territory, the development plan will have to be revised first.