The battlefield was quickly cleared, and the loot was counted.

This second-class caravan transports iron ore, which is slightly inferior to Lafite's fine iron, but is also an excellent choice for crafting weapons and armor. In particular, the weapons made with them have very good mana bearing, and from the perspective of cost performance, they are one of the preferred materials for enchanted equipment.

Although the quantity of these truckloads of cloud iron ore does not seem to be much, they will also sell for 150,000 gold coins when they are transported to the human realm, and now they have naturally become Richard's trophies.

In addition, the war horses and recovered armor and weapons are also worth tens of thousands of gold coins. Among them, the leather armor peeled off Black Wing's body caught Richard's attention.

This is leather armor made from the skin of the Twilight Dragon, which naturally has decent physical defense and Shadow Resistance. In addition, the leather armor has three magical effects attached to it, including Defense, Concealment, and Strong Resistance. Among them, the strong anti-magic is equivalent to two enchantment effects, and even in Norland, there are not many mages who can attach this attribute to their armor. With four enchantment effects, this armor can be called sophistication, to the point of being close to Epic. Of course, Sinclaire's twin blades have six enchantment effects, as well as extremely rare enchanted weapons such as 'Annihilation' and 'Destroy Miè', which are legendary levels.

Richard examined the leather armor over and over again, and had a general idea of its value. The texture of the leather of the Earth Walking Dragon is natural and strong, and the later tanning treatment techniques are also very good, and it was not damaged in Richard's continuous fireballs.

After seeing this leather armor, Richard himself couldn't help but secretly feel lucky. If it weren't for the fact that he had attached a spell penetration construct to himself, the fireball technique brought by Boiling might not have been able to leave Black Wing so neatly.

After thinking about it, Richard called Oral over, handed the leather armor to him, and said, "This is for you, get familiar with it when you go back." ”

The elven poet was also a good expert in identification, and he noticed that the leather armor was extraordinary when he started it, and after careful observation and perception, he was even more surprised, and said again and again: "No, master, no! This leather armor is too precious for me to want." My status is low, and I simply don't deserve to use such precious equipment. ”

Richard put the leather armor into Oral's hand and said in a commanding tone, "Take it!"

"This ...... Yes, master. Oral took the leather armor, his hands trembled a little. With this leather armor's powerful defense and magic resistance, when on the battlefield, he is equivalent to one more life.

"Also, although you have a magical enslavement contract with me, in my heart, I see you as followers. So, hold it with peace of mind. Richard said.

Oral was very surprised, and couldn't help but glance at Richard. Follower is not a term that can be used casually, and in Norland, the word spit out of the mouth of the noble lord has a clear definition, accompanied by a rigorous and complete set of rights and obligations.

For example, the Thirteen Horsemen are the followers of Gordon.

At this time, the captives were also counted and guarded, and of the more than a hundred captives, the vast majority were caravan personnel, and less than twenty of the guards were still alive. Six of Blackwing's killers were also captured alive.

These killers were surrounded by heavy shield warriors, and there were cavalry with demon hunting spears on the periphery, knowing that there was no possibility of escape, so they were weak-willed and chose to surrender. Probably because they harvested too many lives, the killers' will to fight to the death was not as good as the caravan's escorts.

"Boss, what about these people?" asked Gonde, pointing to the killers.

Richard walked slowly in front of the six killers, his icy gaze sweeping over each of them. In the eyes of these killers, Richard saw apprehension, trepidation, and nervousness. But in addition to these, Richard saw something else, and it was a huge figure, a shadow of three degrees of familiarity.

So Richard said, "They're still useful......"

The killers immediately breathed a sigh of relief, thanked Richard for his kindness, and swore that they would serve Richard and be loyal forever.

Richard looked at them and said lightly, "You do have other uses, but not in the way you think." Sandru!"

The necromancer stepped out of the ranks, stared at the six killers with cloudy eyes, and said gloomily, "Six materials, but not good. ”

The killer was probably more familiar with the mage than the warrior, and one of them suddenly screamed, "Necromancer!"

The killers were horrified, and then struggled desperately, desperately trying to escape, to the point of dying with the guards.

The horror of necromancers is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and the killers who have trained to deal with all kinds of magicians know that the power of being transformed into undead creatures alive will not be weakened and even has a great chance of being enhanced, but for the converted, this process is very painful, it is a pain that needs to be borne indirectly by the soul, and it is difficult to describe in words. Compared to this kind of torture, being able to die is the best ending, although their souls are not destined to be liberated after death.

But Gangde threw himself in one punch and kick, knocking all the killers down. Then a group of barbarians carried the killers and followed Sandru. Late at night, they all become the necromancer's little pets.

"Chief, what about the others?" asked Gonde again.

Richard looked at the rest of the captives and wanted to be executed, but he still hesitated, so he changed his words and said: "Those who are willing to surrender become slaves, and those who refuse to surrender are to be executed on the spot." ”

So a dozen unruly fellows were pulled out of the queue and beheaded by the sanders with scimitars. As they lay dying, they cursed Richard loudly and swore that the Red Cossacks would come back to avenge them.

When the sandman's scimitar fell, a dozen heads fluttered and flew up.

Looking at this scene, Quicksand sighed and said, "It is with these people that the Red Cossacks can develop to today's scale, right?"

Clark sighed as well, and the wrinkles on his face deepened: "Every organization that can survive in the Bloodstained Land has a soul. The soul is such a person. ”

Compared to the feelings of the two magicians, Richard was much colder, and he had to barely suppress his hatred to avoid calling Sandru back. Otherwise, according to his original idea at the side of the corpse, all the members of the Red Cossack, from the leader to the porter at the bottom, whether dead or alive, should be thrown to Sandru, and let the necromancer refine their souls into the energy of necromancy.

"The soul is also capable of destroying miè. Just kill enough!" Richard said lightly.

Clark didn't say anything, just shook his head. As one of the former leaders of the Demon Lance, he still had many acquaintances among the Red Cossacks. It's just that now the belief in eternity and the dragon of time occupies his body and mind, and as a former great priest, it has become a deep-rooted habit to dedicate his body and mind to God.

ps: I was so busy that I forgot about the noon update. This arrears are repaid, and there will be two more tonight.

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