Lyudmila didn't care what the hell Roland was doing, at the moment her mind was all on the unusually miraculous black eagle, and she finally succeeded in attracting the black eagle to her, while caressing its feathers to convey kindness, she whispered to Roland: "This poor female eagle has just lost her child and is seriously injured, and I can feel her gnashing hatred for the orcs." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Roland was also sympathetic when he heard this, and asked her softly, "Do you want to help her heal her injuries?" ”

Lyudmila nodded: "It's a pity that I didn't prepare a healing magic technique today, the medicine is too slow, use your holy healing, Xiao Hei owes you a favor." ”

Roland couldn't help laughing: "Xiao Hei is the name you gave it?" That's really enough...... Modest. ”

Lyudmila glared at him: "It's not a name for you, where is there so much pickiness, hurry up and treat, I'm afraid she won't last long." ”

"Okay, little black lady, I don't expect you to write down my affection, follow Lyudmila, obediently listen to her to repay the favor." Roland raised his hand and released a soft holy light, which shrouded the black eagle's body, and the wound was moistened by divine power and healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The Black Eagle shook its wings, a hint of surprise appeared in its amber eyes, and then nodded gratefully at Roland.

Roland tried to caress her feathers, and this time Black Hawk didn't resist.

"This eagle is very smart, you still lack an animal companion, so just take her." Roland suggested to Lyudmila.

Both the Ranger and the Druid have a special ability to subdue a beast or bird as a companion when they reach a certain class level, similar to a mage's pet.

Lyudmila also happened to have this intention, nodded, and reached out to press on the back of the Black Hawk, trying to establish a psychic connection with her.

It didn't take long for Lyudmila to complete this simple ritual. Black Hawk jumped on her arm and pecked her fingers, his eyes visibly more affectionate.

Roland looked amused and tore up a piece of jerky and sent it to Black Hawk, "Taste this." ”

Xiao Hei first turned his head to look at Lyudmila, as if communicating with her, then turned his head to glare at Roland, and blew away the jerky meat in his hand with a flick of his wings.

Roland was deeply depressed and had to suspect that Lyudmila had instilled some radical ideas in the Black Hawk, such as "it is not acceptable for males to feed", "so as not to be lost by being fascinated" and so on.

Lyudmila giggled happily when she saw him deflated: "It's not easy to deal with animals, envy me, right?" If you're looking for an animal companion to return to Keephom in the future, ask Evgenia to help you become a Ranger. ”

Her mother is a high-level ranger, with the ability to train newcomers and grant inheritance, and the ranger units in Fort Atonement are almost all formed by her and several high-level rangers, and Lyudmila has the ability to be a fourth-level ranger at the age of eighteen, which is enough to prove her mother's level of teaching.

Roland knows that mother-daughter biography is not unique to the "ranger" industry. In the world of Vares, all transcendent professions, including warriors, warriors, warlocks, mages, thieves, etc., have similar patterns, and it is very common for some kind of transcendent profession to be passed down from father to son, mother and daughter, so you will find that many transcendent professions with similar abilities are probably from the same region, have the same beliefs, and even come from the same large family.

"Part-time ranger? Forget it, that's not the way I'm going. Roland thought for a moment and rejected Lyudmila's suggestion.

The Ranger belongs to the light armor stream, which is incompatible with a knight like him who takes the heavy armor route, not to mention that his main attribute is charm, and the Ranger hardly needs charm, and part-time work does more harm than good.

If he had the opportunity, he wouldn't mind working part-time in a high-level career that suited his characteristics. Of course, high-level inheritances can be encountered but not sought, and there is no point in thinking about these now.

Lyudmila smiled lightly, and with a flick of her wrist, she sent the black eagle into the sky: "I have a heart-to-heart with my animal companion, and I can use its eyes to detect the scene hundreds of miles away, but you black guards can't do it, right?" ”

Roland snorted and said stupidly: "Don't be arrogant, when I am two levels higher, I can summon the Heavenly Realm Horse, and then let you see what it means to pull the wind." ”

With the dream of advancing to "Prince Charming", he had to face the reality, glanced at the dark horse under his crotch with disgust, and slapped him on the buttocks: "Drive!" ”

The horses born and raised in the Far Eastern wasteland are not high-quality, and their temper is not small, and they were slapped for no reason, and suddenly they became angry, and the people stood up and neighed, and then carried Roland and ran wildly.

Lyudmila watched the handsome and heroic young Pegasus gallop on the prairie, the silver armor reflected the shining brilliance in the afterglow of the setting sun, her inexplicable cheeks were hot and her heart was beating faster, she couldn't help but purse her lips and smile, and urged the horse to chase after her.

There was a long cry in the air, and the dark falcon spread its wings and soared, following its master's figure in the direction of the setting sun.

……

Dusk is approaching, and the sunset dyes the vast land red, and the snow-capped mountains are covered. A Black Eagle flew through the jungle and hovered above the Icewind Dale Fortress, coldly looking down on the people who were fighting frantically below.

For two months, the orcs and dwarves fought endlessly on the Gazus Plateau, using fortresses large and small as strongholds, fighting countless offensive and defensive battles.

From the day the war began, it fell into a suffocating state of anxiety, and the tug-of-war was repeated repeatedly: the orcs finally conquered a fortress today, and suddenly woke up in the middle of the night by shouts of killing, and suddenly realized that a group of red-eyed dwarves had emerged in the fortress, taking advantage of the orcs to slumber and cut off their heads with axes, and regain the lost territory.

After several sneak attacks, the orcs finally learned a little wiser, and after taking the fortress, they first searched for secret passages, either sealing the exit, or waiting for the rabbits, and killing many dwarves who tried to repeat their old tricks.

Two months of fierce fighting exhausted the passion and blood of both sides, the orcs struggled to conquer one dwarf fortress after another like meat grinders, every inch of Icewind Dale was soaked in the blood of the descendants of Geush, but two full months later, at great sacrifices, the orc troops only completed the task of clearing the outer fortress group, and now in front of them is the largest and strongest obsidian fortress in the Far East, "Wrought Iron City"!

Cook Skullcrusher was very agitated.

In the past two months, he has invested all his forces on the battlefield of Icewind Dale, and more than two thousand orc warriors have been killed, but what has he achieved?

Just occupy a bunch of useless fortresses!

If you are a four-foot-tall short, you may find this place very comfortable, but if you are an orc over six feet tall, this ghost place is full of malice to you, and only the word "pit daddy" can be described.