"Alert!" Kundura was startled and subconsciously screamed, like a woman.

Rao is old Dawson has been in battle for a long time, and he was still taken aback by this shout of transfiguration, let alone his already nervous subordinates.

According to professional research, people will have two completely different reactions in a state of extreme stress, one is subconscious defense, and the other is subconscious offense.

I have to say that the professionals are really professional, and the scene at this time vividly interprets this theory. As soon as old Dawson appeared, Kundula's scream was still stuck in his throat, and his subordinates were divided into two factions, one group hugged their heads in unison, and the other threw out the weapons in their hands.

You read that right, just throw.

It doesn't matter if it's a knife or a mace, anyway, he beckoned to old Dawson, but the strength and accuracy were a little flattering......

As an advanced figure among thieves, such a chaotic attack is obviously ineffective, only to see a flash of human figures, and the trace of old Dawson has been lost in place. Then I only heard the sound of "bang-la-la", and a large number of weapons were thrown in a mess, and a "hill" was piled up in an instant.

Syllable!

When the long ......

A piece of flying saucer-shaped iron sheet smashed on the weapon mountain, bounced twice, and rolled down alone, and everyone brushed back and looked at the initiator of this record. I saw the half-big orc who shouted to stand aside, and when he saw that the big guys were looking at him, he scratched his head in embarrassment.

He didn't have a weapon in his hand, and in a hurry, he threw out his breastplate......

As a fighter, it is really a very unseemly thing to throw away your weapon before you can fight. But there is another saying that the law does not blame the public, and the big guys are all thrown away, so you can't all be dealt with by military law, right?

Accountability and accountability are a pair of contradictions, and when these two are confronted, there are only two solutions: either to intensify or to find a scapegoat.

The answer is obvious.

"It's none of my business......" The little orc saw that the big guys were looking at him viciously, and he was so anxious that he was about to cry.

Only then did he understand that the so-called fast hands and slow hands could still be interpreted in this way. But now that he has inexplicably become the focus, who are you tossing if you don't toss?!

If you want to say that there are still good people in this world! Just when the little orc was desperate, the good man finally couldn't stand it anymore.

"It's really none of his business." Old Dawson said sincerely, his tone full of pity, and patted Kundula on the shoulder.

Kundula's hair stood on end, and a "teleportation" flashed out, and he was horrified and alert, old Dawson had already boarded his carriage at some point!

Old Dawson only slapped him, and the person suddenly disappeared, which startled him and raised his hand to freeze in place.

"I didn't expect that Mr. Kundula is actually a dual cultivation of art and law! That's a ...... It's hidden! Dawson withdrew his hand in embarrassment, and scratched the back of his head like an orc.

Kundula was gasping for breath in shock, and was stunned when he heard the words, could it be that the mage's flashes were practiced like this? No wonder those mages are all nervous, and their feelings are scared out of trouble......

"Old Nerves...... Ahh Old Dawson, what do you want to do?! Kundu La Se yelled inwardly, and he was a little incoherent, he was really scared just now.

Hearing this, Dawson spread his hands with an innocent face, and asked with a wry smile: "What do you want to do?" But this is obviously my village, so I would like to ask you, sir, what are you doing in our village? ”

Kundula also calmed down a little at this time, thinking back to what he had just now, it was really embarrassing...... Then he straightened his posture and shouted in righteous words: "The subordinate officer leads the soldiers, serves as the chief of the 17th Road Grain, and comes to your village to collect military rations!" ”

As soon as he finished yelling, Kundula felt that his words were too rigid, which was not conducive to the unity of the army and the people, and hurriedly added softly: "If your village is really difficult, then forget it......"

"Can't count!" Old Dawson pulled at his neck and yelled.

Kundura hurriedly drew his claw staff to stand guard.

"This little brother is right, as a citizen of the orc empire, how can he not do his part for the great cause of the empire? Today's military rations, we handed them over! Old Dawson stood in the carriage, held his head high, and waved his hand heavily.

When the long ......

The cuirass that the little orc had just picked up fell to the ground again.

"Did I hear me right?" The leader of the orc bow squad elbowed Kundula.

Kundula was also unsure, squinting his eyes and looking up at old Dawson, waiting for his next step, the original tense situation suddenly became a little ambiguous.

Old Dawson was in the mood at this time, and he couldn't stop at all, only to see him clenching his fist with one arm, and constantly waving vigorously in front of him, like an orator.

"Warriors, you have shed your blood for the great cause of the empire, how can we sit idly by?! Even if we empty our bags, we will deliver the last wheat to you! Today! today！ ”

Speaking of this, old Dawson looked puzzled, lowered his head and asked Kundura in a low voice: "Didn't 100 warriors come last time?" Why are there 86ers today? ”

Kundura had long been blindfolded, and when he heard old Dawson's question, he sniffled, and finally returned a trace of his soul.

"Those 14 guys have nothing to do with the bear, they all have broken legs and are recuperating at home." Kundula replied in a low voice that was unusually cooperative, and after answering, he was angry in his heart, why don't you ask the night elf female madman about this, and ask me what I am doing?

"Oh."

Old Dawson suddenly realized, nodded, turned to the direction of Mochizuki Slope and shouted, "Jack! Ruth! ”

"It's coming, it's coming!" There was an immediate response.

"Food, I'll send it to everyone right away." Old Dawson smiled at Kundula, that expression, how kind and kind.

Knock knock!

The footsteps were as rapid as a drumbeat, and in anticipation, a young brown-haired man appeared on the slope of Mochizuki, wearing a tattered shirt and carrying a rag pocket on his shoulder.

"Adult, help me hold the baby." Another soft voice came, and a young woman in a coarse cloth dress appeared, standing beside the young man, and handed the swaddling clothes she was holding in her hand downward.

"Gotta give it to me." Someone spoke again at the bottom of the dirt slope, and then a pair of hands reached out and took the swaddling clothes.

"The voice ......," Kundura said, and the voice of the swaddling man seemed to be ......

Wow!

The baby, who had just left his mother's arms, pulled his neck and cried.

"Jack, Ruth, hurry up, he's peeing!" The voice behind the dirt slope rose again, full of panic and helplessness.

This time, Kundula heard that it was clear that he couldn't be wrong, and the one hiding behind it must be the remnants of the Elliot family, Xiaotian and Elliot, who were secretly arrested with a bounty of three bags of gold coins!

However, it didn't work, after the last setback, they didn't have the courage to go wild here.

The orcs also understand the truth that there is a life to earn and not to spend a life.

What's more, the great glory is just around the corner, as the first team to collect food from Mochizuki Village, it is conceivable that the official will be rewarded for being rewarded, with the official in hand, it is much more affordable than three bags of gold coins!

"My lord, the food is here!" Jack panted and ran to old Dawson, Ruth rolled up her sleeves and wiped his sweat in distress, and the two looked at each other and smiled, how sweet and sweet.

Cough!

Dawson interrupted them with a cough and waved them away.

"This is the military rations we have dedicated to the empire, although it is small, but it is the whole of our village, and it represents our pure heart!" With that, old Dawson solemnly handed the bag to Kundula with the supreme treasure in his hand.

Is this paid? Kundura couldn't believe her eyes, so much so that the hand that reached out to pick up the bag trembled a little.

Old Dawson watched coldly, and when he was about to hand over, he deliberately let go of his hand in advance.

Poof!

Kundura made a swift forward lunge and clutched the bag in her arms.

"Thank you!" Kundula nodded at Old Dawson gratefully, and when he turned around, his momentum suddenly exploded!

"Class teacher, go back to the camp!" With a rag bag in his left hand and a sheep's head staff upside down in his right hand, Zarizasa walked back.

Old Dawson secretly praised in his heart, what a proud soldier!

In fact, Kundula knew in his heart that it was not that he had great strength, but that the bag was too light, according to estimates, it was only a dozen pounds...... Sweet potato. But it's not important, the symbolic meaning of this thing is far greater than the actual value, do you think, even Mochizuki Village took the initiative to offer military rations, where did the other villages get the courage to fight?

In short, your own reward will definitely not run!

Becoming a big thing is not informal, and under the excitement, Kundula's waist healed immediately, and he didn't even want a carriage, and walked back with his legs, followed by a group of elated minions.

When they were gone, old Dawson's sinister smile was retracted, and he drove the carriage leisurely in the direction of the village.