Zhou Zhe didn't say much this time, he didn't want to go to Lin Village with this group of sergeants again, he just wanted to find a relatively safe place to nest in Longquan Pass, because he always felt that he was an outsider, although he sympathized with the plight of the people of the two villages, but it was right and wrong to fight and die with those fierce wolf riders. But the centurion had asked so much, and he couldn't go any differently.

"Give each of them a horse, and go with us to the forest village to investigate, and the whole team will keep the battle formation and move forward at half speed. The centurion ordered, and then glanced at the beard imperceptibly, the beard glanced at it tacitly, did not speak, just tidied up the horses behind him, and freed up two horses for Zhou Zhe and Lin Xiaoer.

This is probably the second time Zhou Zhe has ridden a horse in his life, the first time is an old horse riding with friends in the amusement park, and this time, it is a shiny war horse with hair, and he knows the difference when he runs, and this is probably the most docile horse, and it still hurts to rub his thighs. And Lin Xiaoer's horse seems to be more docile under the pressure of Lin Xiaoer's proud weight, it is estimated that this is a talent. Along the way, the beard has been talking to Zhou Zhe:

"My name is Liu Maosheng, they all call me Liu Bearded, I didn't have a name when I joined the army, Mr. helped me give me the word Maosheng, many soldiers in the army did not have a name before joining the army, or the name was too unsightly, when I officially joined the army, Mr. helped to name it, saying that it was a good idea. Liu Maosheng pointed to the two young sergeants in front of him and said:

"The thin one, before joining the army, was thin like a sick cat, the second in the family, Mr. saw that there was no name, so he named Teng Erhu, not bad, right? The other one, is for his father in the army, he is different from us, he was born in the army, Mr. thinks this kind of filial piety is for the great good, so he took a homonym, called Hu Dashan. Although the wolf riders used to be mostly looting, they were also murderous, and their families all died at the hands of the wolf riders. It seemed that he wanted to arouse Zhou Zhe's hatred and hatred, but Liu Maosheng was disappointed, Zhou Zhe just listened quietly, occasionally glancing at everyone's equipment, and seemed to be even colder than his Wang Baihu. Liu Maosheng continued:

"Do you like our equipment? If you really join the army, you will have it... Just as he was about to continue talking, he was caught up by Wang Baihu, who caught up later, probably because he didn't have an effect, so he sent him over.

"You can not speak, but I want to know why? Is it because the villagers treat you badly?" Wang Baihu only wanted to know why Zhou Zhe didn't have the heart to fight with the wolf rider. And Zhou Zhe knows that this problem is unavoidable. So he pointed at Lin Xiaoer very objectively and said:

"His name is Lin Tingwu, his father and brother were killed in the war with the wolf rider, and his mother was also killed by the wolf rider yesterday, and he was only 16 years old. I don't want to see him lose his life here. ”

"I'm asking you! There have been so many deaths for hundreds of years. Who is not?" Wang Baihu's voice was not loud, but with a hoarse fierceness.

"I can't shoot a bow and arrows, I can't wield a knife and a gun, and send me to death? With these 20 people meeting more than 30 wolf riders, what are the odds? Intelligence, intelligence is the most important, you are taking risks. If you want your brethren to die in vain here, then go ahead. Zhou Zhe was also a little annoyed, is this coercing the people? The two of them just stood still, getting farther and farther away from the team in front.

Wang Baihu suddenly shot out with a spear, and the tip of the spear was against Zhou Zhe's chest. Then he put it down angrily, and said helplessly and firmly:

"The military order is like a mountain. I try my best to protect Lin Xiaoer. Zhou Zhe was taken aback by this move, and he could feel the killing intent at that moment. And now, there is no way back, it is impossible for him and Lin Xiaoer to leave on horseback, because it is more unsafe, so he can only sigh:

"Let's go!. Wang Rui patted Zhou Zhe on the shoulder, took off a short cavalry crossbow from the horse, handed it to Zhou Zhe, hit the horse first, and the voice came: "Learn to use this, if you have the blessing of spiritual power, at least you can grasp it more to save your life." My name is Wang Rui! Liu is bearded, and I will teach them how to use cavalry crossbows on the road. ”

"Okay! Order!" Liu Dabeard looked very happy when he saw that the problem was solved, although he was a little talkative, but he taught people things, but he was very detailed and had to answer questions. Zhou Zhezhi is very fast, aiming at three points and one line, pulling the trigger to fire, five consecutive launches, no need to repeat the winding, it is simpler than an air gun to hit a balloon. Although Lin Xiaoer was a little stupid, he also learned quickly, but he just stared at the arrow from time to time, which made both of them a little hairy. Liu Beard Says:

"Don't look at it, spiritual blessings, spiritual blessings, do you understand?" Zhou Zhe was not surprised by the spiritual blessing, but shocked by the pure Northeast dialect, it can't be fake, a ramen restaurant he ate in Shenzhen was opened by a Northeasterner, and later changed to a dumpling restaurant because the dumplings were better than ramen. Zhou Zhe asked casually:

"Yay, bearded Liu, what's the matter with the spiritual blessings of your Northeast Negada?"

"Oh, mom, it's not, Liu Jiatun in the northeast of Longquan Pass, you can hear this. Let's tell you, this spiritual power blessing!" Liu Dabeard paused his hand in the air for a long time to be blessed with spiritual power, but he didn't bless it, so he could only simply say: "It's the blessing of spiritual power!" Look at my armor, this arrow, and this knife and hammer, all of which are blessed with spiritual power. Those half-orcs, with rough skin and thick flesh, have great strength, and without a spiritual blessing equipment, arrows can't kill them. Unless it's a ballista to defend the city. Liu Dabeard compared the various equipment on his body, and popularized science for Zhou Zhe and Lin Xiaoer in detail. Zhou Zhe listened very carefully, and Lin Xiaoer took a fancy to Liu Dabeard's hammer, asked for it, and gestured on the horse.

"I've seen orcs up close, with heavy knives, bows and arrows, and silk-like linings underneath their clothes. Can our little short crossbow shoot through?" Zhou Zhe was a little puzzled by the power of the little cavalry crossbow.

"Do you know why the knives are thick? It's not that they have a lot of iron, it's that our armor is good! If they don't have a lot of strength, they can't even cut through their armor with a heavy machete, and this is the blessing of spiritual power. Liu Dabeard proudly showed off, "Don't look at your small crossbow, the crossbow arrow is all iron, and it is also blessed with spiritual power, and one arrow is cool." The one they wore was not silk, it was a kind of spider silk that was a specialty of the Northern Plains, and it couldn't protect against crossbow arrows, but it could protect against the arrows we shot from a distance. Liu Dabeard patted the arrow feathers with a longbow on his horse. And then he said:

"The shaft of the arrow feather is wooden, and the arrow can penetrate a layer of spider silk, but the shaft of the arrow is too brittle, and the follow-up is weak, and it seems that it cannot bless spiritual power. But we're on the right head! They don't have a few layers of spider silk on their faces, who calls us what are the chiefs!" Liu Dabeard said proudly. Lin Xiaoer, who was playing with a hammer, said:

"What about making arrows out of iron?"

"You're not afraid of shooting at the foot! Do you know how heavy the iron rod is?" Liu Dabeard laughed at Lin Xiaoer with white eyes, and then said in an envious tone: "The iron arrow must be equipped with a special hard bow, and only a person like Wang Baihu who has a spiritual power of more than the first order can pull it away and shoot a dead wolf." Zhou Zhe looked at it, and sure enough, Wang Rui's longbow was different from Liu Dabeard's longbow, and the arrows were all glowing black.

"Is the first order of spiritual power really powerful?" Zhou Zhe couldn't help but wonder. And Liu Dabeard seems to have found a sense of honor for the first time, and said very shyly:

"Isn't that a spiritual cultivator a cabbage that can grow everywhere, it's good to have one out of ten people, although some people can cultivate the soul with a physique, but they are not talented, and they can't do it. In the end, Zhou Zhe also understood, it is estimated that Liu Dabeard is the one who is not talented, but looking at his appearance as a little fan of Wang Baihu, he also encouraged:

"Success is ninety percent of sweat and hard work!" and gave Liu Dabeard a firm look that can be done if he persists. It's just that Lin Xiaoer came with a sentence:

"Is the rest of the loss a talent?" Zhou Zhe was stabbed and vomited blood. Liu Dabeard was seriously injured and died, and then rolled Lin Xiaoer's eyes, a look that you, a mortal, don't understand.

Time is moving silently in this absurd and uninhibited teaching, and the sky is gradually getting brighter, I have to say that Liu Dabeard not only gave the two Xiaobai a crash course for the sergeant at night, but also drove the morale of the two. If Wang Rui is like the sword of this small team, Liu Dabeard is like wiping the rag of this sword, making it sharp, and helping you wrap it tightly in your hands, invincible.

There are a lot of philosophies this night, unfamiliar equipment, unfamiliar enemies, just like the new test games that he came into contact with when he was planning before, each time he can make him stay awake for days and nights, and this time, he found a very good teacher and classmates. It turns out that in terms of the quality of individual soldiers, the strength of a half-orc can be three to five times that of an ordinary soldier, and it is impossible to fight without strong weapons and equipment. As for the first order of spiritual power, a single person can surpass the strength of a half-orc, and a high-level spiritual cultivator has increased his strength exponentially, but after all, the number is not so numerous as wolf riders. And the wolf cavalry also has high-end combat power, as far as Liu Dabeard judged according to Zhou Zhe, a team of wolf riders in the past is just ordinary combat power, if it is the royal tent army, it is not an ordinary sergeant can deal with, each of those bloody royal tent pro-army can be comparable to the second-order, or even the third-order spiritual cultivators, the good news is that the total number is not more than 10,000 people. Zhou Zhe listened and studied, slowly entering the state, holding the cavalry crossbow steadily, and for the war horse under his crotch, he could at least control his progress and speed.

A group of people non-stop at the speed of combat search to Lin Village, until about eight or nine o'clock in the morning, only arrived at Lin Village, the surrounding is quiet, and the fire in Lin Village has begun to gradually extinguish, a few sergeants probed around, the wolf dung found in the grass has been very dry, when the situation was reported to Wang Rui, he issued an order for all the staff to trim, except for 2 to go to the hillside of the mountain to post a sentry, the others dismounted, from the reserve horses to take out the baggage, special military horse forage, dried meat and dry pancakes. A group of people were eating dry pancakes, chewing jerky, and watching the fire in Lin Village gradually shrinking, no one spoke. Many sergeants are survivors who escaped from such ruins, and what happened to Zhou Zhelin Xiaoer is more of a common hatred.

Zhou Zhe silently ate the pancakes and dried meat sent by Liu Dabeard, leaned under a tree, enjoying a moment of tranquility, and seemed to want to sleep like this. The horseback march all the way did not feel inappropriate, and at this moment the fatigue gradually appeared, but it seemed that he could not sleep, as if he had the illusion that he had forgotten his homework after he had been diligent and studious. Zhou Zhe straightened up, and his eyes stared as if he had woken up from the haze. The wolf rode for about two hours and a wave came out of the mountain gap, and it was already morning, and if it didn't come out at night, it must have been because they saw the fire and smoke here at night, and they were sneaking to hide their whereabouts, and they must have guessed that it would not be their own people. If there is no diversion to other mountain passes, more squads must be being gathered to deal with possible reinforcements from Longquan Pass. Zhou Zhe didn't dare to think about riding the wolf in a stupid direction, because the opponent who could fight against the well-equipped Longquanguan cavalry could not be a group of rabble. Stupid people often lose to self-righteous cleverness.