Chapter 110: Admiral Lucia in a good mood

Team Randy is now on the road north from Naryn, which is the way they came, and they need to go further north to get to the west shore of Lake Issyk.

In the middle of summer, even on the mountain trails, the temperature is not low, but now Randy's adventure team is walking happily because it is raining.

The sky is covered with rain, the breeze is cool, and what is even more amazing is that now there is a spectacle of "rain across the road". The rain fell on the mountains on both sides, leaving only the mountain road in the middle,

A dragon head poked out of the clouds, and then the whole cyan body, Xiaomei fell from the sky and landed next to Randy, looking up at Randy, waiting for the master's praise.

Seeing Randy pat Xiaomei's head and praise it twice, Henry frowned, "This rain is a little light, can it be heavier?" ”

Xiaomei nodded and flew into the sky again. Soon, thunder and lightning flashed in the sky, and torrential rain poured in.

A few people rode slowly, it was raining on both sides, and the special treatment of no rain on their own road made everyone complacent. Sanmao, who played the striker, suddenly turned his horse back and stopped everyone in a panic.

I saw a rumbling sound from the mountains in the east, and large boulders rolled down from the mountains, and the mountain road was immediately cut off and collapsed.

The rain stopped immediately, and Xiaomei returned to everyone, huddled in a heap, and looked at everyone pitifully, she was in trouble.

Henry laughed, "It's okay, it's okay, Xiaomei, you did a good job, with your ability, the orc army won't be able to reach Ili." Let's take a break, Osman, come on! ”

With the skills of the team, it was no problem to climb through a section of the landslide, but the horses couldn't get through.

Uthman muttered, "I, the emir, have become a coolie to open the way." ”

However, he still held the golden staff and began to dig into the ground one after another.

Sanmao curiously circled around Xiaomei, "Xiaomei, you have such a great ability, why are you still bullied in the Dragon Cave?" ”

"How else to say that you are stupid, the status of the dragon clan is made by claws, and that dragon can be afraid of rain."

Sanmao's mind suddenly opened, "Boss, I thought of a way to make money." Look where there is a drought, let's contract it down and be responsible for the rain there, so don't the gold coins come in an uproar? ”

Xiao Guizi pursed his lips, "There are more arid places in the world, do you want to exhaust Xiaomei to death?" ”

Unexpectedly, Randy nodded, "Xiaomei's ability is used well, and it can indeed benefit the people." When the world is peaceful, if Xiaomei can help the victims, she will definitely be prosperous and become a dragon god.

However, now that we are in the summer, what we lack is not smooth weather, but strong armament. Xiaomei's ability is a strategic weapon, and it must not be exposed now. ”

"Dididi"

"Brother Lan, okay, it's really nice to kill Bai Yanhu. You don't know what the expressions of the old hairymen were when I showed Bai Yanhu's head at the negotiation table.

This incident not only dealt a blow to their arrogance, but I can also explain it to the fathers and elders in Chang'an, if nothing else, I personally have to pay you first. ”

"Lord Zeng, there is no need for private remuneration. All evil white bandits are punished by everyone, this is the obligation that I, a Daxia nobleman, should fulfill to the people. ”

"Alas, among the officials of Great Xia, there are not many people who remember that the nobles should have obligations to the people.

I can't let you do it in vain, as long as you delay the orc army any longer, the Lucia will have no leverage at all, and our negotiations will be completely successful. When the time comes, I will ask the court for merit for you and give you an official promotion. ”

"It doesn't matter if you are promoted to an official or something, I will definitely handle this matter well."

"Huh? Brother Lan, you promised so happily and confidently, I'm a little embarrassed. This is really a difficult task, it can really be achieved, our Great Xia belongs to changing our lives against the sky.

By the way, when we were fighting the demon wolf, I seemed to see that you had a magic weapon that could send lightning, did your confidence come from it? If it is an artifact, a forbidden spell can indeed cause great damage to Lucia's army.

But I have to remind you that the commander of the orc army is the only saint-level formation mage in the orc kingdom, Admiral Frunze. The army is rigorous, and there are countless capable people under him. Whether you can get close to the army for twenty miles is a question, and there may not be a chance to cast a forbidden spell.

Forget it, I don't know you about military affairs, so I won't be verbose. When they were sprayed in the morning, they boasted that the army had reached the Karaganda hills. Their gray cattle are hard-working and marching fast, and our situation is not optimistic. ”

As soon as Randy put down the phone, Osman had already returned out of breath, and he poured a bottle of mid-blue magic potion in his back hand, wiping his mouth, "Alright, you can go."

I'm a student at the Staff College, and I've never seen a mage practitioner open the way in the world, and that's all about engineers......"

"Osman, don't complain, the main force of our next mission is Xiaomei, it's good that you, a mage, have a chance to open the way, otherwise what are you doing idle?"

"Sanmao, what do you know, the mages in this world, nine out of ten are idle all day long, and they are only used as firepower when they are fighting.

It's strange that our team, I, a mage, have become the most useless, and can only be used to open the way and bury the dead. ”

"That's because your level is low, who made you a trainee mage, and the weak chicken is a mess? If you are a saint-level mage, I will support you as the boss now. ”

"What qualifications do you, a trainee thief, have to say that?"

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Thirteen days later, in the hills of Karaganda, the blazing sun was shining, and three hundred miles from Lake K.S. Bar to the south, a large force was marching.

General Frunze was dressed in a straight outfit, draped in a black cloak, and rode on a tall Don horse, with a sad face.

"Damn, it's too hot this time, it's all arid hills all the way, we need to march quickly, and now the morale of the team is very low, this speed can't work."

The chief of staff next to him, Lieutenant General Voroshilov, wiped the sweat from his forehead, "It will be fine in five or six days, and when you get to the shore of Lake Bar KS, how can you cool down." When the time comes, let the soldiers go down to the lake to take a bath, and the morale will be restored. ”

Frunze pointed at the east, "I really want to rush to Ili quickly, and I will meet the saint-level Zuo Pucun of the Later Summer for a while." Zeng Zicheng is dead, and I heard that Zuo Pucun is too old to be good, and there are not many saint-level array mages in this world. ”

"Don't think about it, let's go there, at most, to defend the border and increase the bargaining chips for those white shirts, the kingdom doesn't have so much military money to fight another big war."

Frunze stroked his beard, shook his head and sighed, "I don't know, alas, ......"

"General, great joy, great joy."

Running over was the commander of the general's personal guard, Major Tukhachevsky, who was young, with a shaved chin and a meticulous military uniform.

"Huh? What's up? Is there news from Zhukov's side? Don't we need to be in such a hurry? ”

"No, general, look at the south, it's going to rain, and the weather can finally be cool."

The Admiral's mood immediately became cheerful, "God of Light bless, close to Lake Balks, the weather is better, and it is finally going to rain." Order, prepare to set up camp, after the heavy rain, the weather is cool, we can march quickly. ”

The general and the chief of staff looked to the south, and in the far distance of the southern sky, a large black cloud, the margin, formed a straight line from east to west, pressing towards the north.