Head Cao suddenly felt that he had a feeling of being a shallow learner, and he couldn't wait to plunge into the ocean of knowledge to take a good bath. The head of the regiment often refers to himself as "Beamon", claiming to know the characteristics of each member of this big family inside out and know everything. Now it seems that this title is not just a bit of moisture, it can be defined as pompous!

Captain Cao silently counted, this large group of good seedlings connected to LeBron James, who took the lead, no more, no less than one hundred and one, and the standard configuration of a brigade of the plundering regiment simply coincided, as if the beast god pushed them in front of Captain Cao in the dark, what Commander Cao needed to do was just to leave this group of guys in his den of thieves.

And this line of orangutan warriors, all of them are silver-backed, and the only possibility that Captain Cao can think of is that more than a hundred gorilla tribes jointly held a collective meeting of the patriarchs. But it's important to know that each gorilla tribe is very united internally, but they often lack enthusiasm for their fellow citizens who are not part of their own tribe.

This is almost a common problem of the Aipu people, in the words of Chief Cao, called small-scale peasant economic consciousness. For example, the Xibu ghost baboon tribe is often criticized by head Cao by name in this regard. It is precisely because of this characteristic of the Aipu tribe that during the strong period of the Beamon Empire, their ranks were also quite distinctive, and they were often all soldiers, almost all of them were brothers from one tribe.

If it is said that the ghost baboon combat brigade led by Sibu is the current all-round expert of the raiding regiment, an out-and-out trapping brigade. Then this large number of silver-backed warriors is the main force beyond reality, the best choice for hoplites, and his strategic identity is not even under the giant forest warriors that Commander Cao relied on.

The identity of the giant forest warrior has always been a decisive super killer, but all along, this heavy team of only thirty people has made Commander Cao feel unfinished. If these powerful thugs join, this regret of Captain Cao will be perfectly filled!

"I said Lebang, you don't have a goal, do you take such a big ticket to float around in the wasteland?" showed a little boss posture, and finally because of the height difference, Captain Cao's hand fell on the sensitive chest muscles of others, and both of them were excited at the same time, as if they had both reached a climax.

Boykins and Webb looked at each other, both with tacit smiles on their faces. Once the boss shows such a face, it is equivalent to revealing the fox's tail. Needless to say, if these stupid big men are fooled back by the boss, with the boss's generous handwriting, the two of them will definitely get a large reward.

"That's not right for you. We are all aspiring young people, how can we not have goals!?" Lebang, who was still straightforward before, seemed to be very unable to stand Captain Cao's description, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and almost jumped up.

"Then your goal?" Captain Cao looked at this startled guy quietly, and his heart was happy. The current head of the Cao regiment can be regarded as having read countless people, and when he saw this stunned posture, he knew that he had asked the point.

Sure enough, Le Bang hesitated for a long time, and then said in a melancholy voice: "Just let a qiē follow the fate!"

Plainly. These guys are very similar to Iverson who lost his way in life. They all belong to the kind of young and vigorous stage, and they even want to find some excuse to fight with people when they go out to pee. On weekdays, they see themselves as talents who have gone through the world and are full of ideals and ambitions, but they lack a practical path to success.

Other words. This group of stupid big guys is really too hungry for Captain Cao. With the experience accumulated for a long time, Captain Cao cleaned up this kind of lost lamb one after another, and he didn't have to worry about getting them.

Clearing his throat, Head Cao raised his head and began to pretend to glance at the group of guys in front of him. Although they were all more than one head taller than Captain Cao, they couldn't affect Captain Cao's compelling momentum in the slightest. Captain Cao's eyes were like a giant dragon soaring above the nine skies overlooking ants, and his frame was instantly high to a burst state.

Lebang and others are aspiring young people. This is true. But under such a domineering look of contempt, they still sincerely felt inferiority. At best, they are just hot-blooded people who have emerged from the poor countryside, and where are they the opponents of such an old and cunning pyramid scheme leader as Regiment Commander Cao? Hooligans are not terrible, what is terrible is that hooligans are educated, and Tuan Commander Cao is undoubtedly a typical representative of this type of people, and even has the background of intellectuals.

"It's not a secret, from the first time I saw you, I have already seen that just with your good body, you can make a big difference in our raiding group!" Commander Cao suddenly changed into a dignified and bitter preaching posture, seeing that this group of stunned young people did not react, Captain Cao was strange again: "Haven't you seen the recruitment notices posted by our raiding group here from the indigenous villagers and tribes along the way?"

Head Cao is telling the truth, so it sounds very sincere, and people will feel convinced from the bottom of their hearts. These silverback warriors are three big and five thick, and their muscles are strong. Looking forward to it, his skills are also extremely flexible, and he is born to be a good material for robbing houses and houses, and it is really unreasonable to work without fooling around to rob.

After all, Lebang and the others are still not deeply involved in the world, and the head of Cao just spared a few words, and he came up with a lot of information he wanted. This group of silverback warriors is indeed from a remote part of the Exiled Realm, a small place called Cleveland, and if it weren't for the people who have lived in the Exiled Realm for decades, they must not have even heard of this place name. On Commander Cao's military map, Cleveland was at most the size of a fly's.

LeBron James was even lured by Captain Cao to tell him about his lifelong ambitions and personal privacy. Because he has had good luck since he was a child, and his strength is outstanding, if he is like a god, his nickname is "Zhan Tianyou". If this nickname is placed in the territory of the Beamon Empire, it is very likely that some extremist religious elements will be judged heretical and burned at the stake every minute. As a Beamon orc, even if you want to have a superstitious name, it has to be called "Zhan Beast Divine Blessing".

And in the Realm of Exile, many of the Bimon remnants have long since left the arms of the beast gods, and the beast gods have not appeared when they need help, they have been watching the sky and eating. Needless to say, the Cleveland Orangutan tribe where Lebang is located is one such tribe.

And the reason why this group of silverback warriors appeared here made Captain Cao feel ridiculous, they were indeed hot-blooded, and they were hot and silly blood. They are all from the same tribe, and this tribe doesn't know for some reason, or genetic mutation, or some other reason, all of a sudden, overnight, the men in the tribe have become silverbacks, and their force value has skyrocketed, so they are all pretentious.

The group of silver-backed lads in their twenties, represented by Lebang, were the most rebellious of them, and they were not even willing to listen to the respectful teachings of the elders of the tribe, and ran away from home without permission to pursue their dream of being a great knight.

Lebon's personal heroism was particularly strict, and he was convinced that he would one day become a great knight after leaving that small place in Cleveland. As soon as Captain Cao asked about their mounts, all of them looked at each other and were speechless in the blink of an eye.

To become a knight, this dream is very pure and very respectable. If you have lived in this world for a few days, you will surely understand what the so-called chivalry is, and this theory is like a plague that is growing in the Pan-American continent today. It was originally a rhetoric from the human world, but it has affected other intelligent races, even in the backwoods of Cleveland.

Suddenly, there are countless young people who want to become knights on this continent, and almost every day there are such people, whose names are joined together to circle the coastline of the Pan-American continent dozens of times. But among them, there are fully ninety percent of the personnel who are dreaming of the Spring and Autumn Period, and it is difficult to become a real knight in their lives.

Captain Cao is very unimpressed with this set, and what he can't understand the most is that this set of broken things has even been brainwashed by the Beamon Empire and has become its follower. To canonize a knight, it takes a lot of work, and a series of baptisms, speeches, and canonizations must be performed...... Complex processes. Up to now, even among the so-called knights, there are most of them who are fame and reputation, and there is no real chivalry, and the identity of the knight has gradually become a business card, or a tool for picking up girls.

The arrogant Commander Cao thought that even the sappers of the plundering regiment, such as the rat men in front of them, were more practical than those embroidered pillows.

Captain Cao's question is not harsh, it's like saying that you want to go to the toilet, then it also has to be waste in the bladder or rectum to make sense. To become a knight, at the very least, you need to have a decent mount.

Look at these stunned young people who were born in the poor countryside and ran away from home just because their blood was boiling, they have no skills to make a living at all, and they can't even afford a decent outfit. Along the way, their shirts were consumed in the process of exchanging food with the indigenous tribes on the way.

Not only do they not have mounts now, but according to this trend, it is very likely that they will be running on two big feet for a long time. The knight's dream, for them, is equivalent to a pipe dream...... (To be continued......)