The self-confident head Cao decided that the story with these silverback warriors was a true portrayal of the chance encounter, and the time and place were favorable, and everything was on the side of the head Cao. If they really want to live a good life in peace like some indigenous people, then Captain Cao really can't find a place to start.

But these stunned young people are not the kind of people who are willing to be ordinary, these stunned young people, and even want to reach the south coast with their talents?

You call them stupid, but they're not stupid. I want to become a knight, but I don't go to the human world, the birthplace of chivalry. Choosing and choosing, in the end, he is still going to the Beamon Empire to eat, and he must be making his own little calculations. It's good that the Beamon Empire is all orc compatriots, even if everyone has been very estranged for thousands of years, but they all keep the blood of the beast god. In this way, their path to success is easier and the risk is not as high.

Let's say they're not stupid, but they're so naïve that they make people feel distressed. This is really not Captain Cao's nonsense, and even Captain Cao's worries are definitely not disguised by superb acting skills. The Beamon Empire has never been separated from the war, even if the whole country has moved to the south of the Great Snow Mountain of Michael Jordan, avoiding the powerful opponent of humans, but it has always been entangled with the southern barbarians on the south coast. Almost every year or two, there is a big war.

Even if the Beamon Empire has been able to dominate almost every time in the history of warfare, no one in the entire Beamon Empire dares to say that the empire has no worries, let alone that the empire is away from trouble. Even a proud son of heaven like Leonardo can't completely sweep away the worries of the southern part of the empire.

From the beginning of the entanglement with the Beamon Empire, the southern barbarians have been in trouble to cut through the chaos and chaos. Those barbarians with tenacious vitality will make a comeback as long as they regain a little vitality. And if the Beamon Empire wanted to mobilize the people to crusade against them, they went to the deep mountains and old forests. If you drill into the poisonous fog of the swamp, you won't be able to take them at all. To put it nicely, that's called difficult. To put it mildly, they're total scoundrels.

It is simply whimsical that these silverback warriors want to return to their homeland after a thousand years, and even want to go to war with the southern barbarians, and squander their talents on the south coast, which has never been reached by the Beamon Empire. Although they are of the same blood as Beamon, they are hardly accepted by Beamon's high society today.

The southern barbarians in the Bimon Empire are synonymous with indoctrination. And the Exiled Domain, these Bereaved Clans, will definitely not be much more famous than the southern barbarians for thousands of years. It is even a concrete quantification of "barbarism and vulgarity" in the minds of those upper classes.

Thinking about what kind of predicament they would face if they really reached the Beamon Empire, Captain Cao felt worried from the bottom of his heart. These stunned young people, if they meet unscrupulous guys, others casually use some chivalry to fool them, draw a few unreachable pies to seduce them, they will immediately have to throw their heads and spill blood for those flashy things.

Even if they can really reach the south one day to start a war with the barbarians, these few hundred or so people will not even be able to splash a wave. In the end, they can't even get a nameless grave, even if those unscrupulous guys give them a knight's false name after their death?

From the perspective of Head Cao, put yourself in your shoes. If he was indifferent to the fact that he knew that these stunned young men would face such a fateful path in the future, how could he be worthy of the swan song of the life of the dead ghost Saint Beamon? How could he be worthy of the Beast God Boss's long-term preference and care for him? To this day, even if he was a liar, Regiment Leader Cao would never look at these good men. Beamon's blood floated past him!

At this time, a well-known meat song "Master Cao Da" sounded in the mud snail secluded land, and the chorus was joined by the Timberwolf Ranger Brigade of the Raiding Regiment. This episode instantly brought the negotiations to an impasse, and everyone's attention was drawn to the past. This chic big brother led by hard and special people who come and go like the wind is rapidly enlarging in the eyes of everyone.

As the most powerful and only cavalry team in the raiding group, Harder and his Timberwolves are well-known wilderness racers here. In the past, as long as Regiment Commander Cao heard the news that they had returned from a mission, he was always overjoyed to come out to pick them up.

But today, Head Cao was not happy at all. Now that this world has been decided, there is only one mission for the Timberwolves Ranger Brigade every time, and that is to collect protection money or something. Every time they are carried home with large bags and small packages, of course the head of Cao is very happy, and the power of their coming and going like the wind allows them to completely contract the debt collection business of the head of Cao.

At this time, they appeared, which was a bit of a bad sight. A moment ago, Commander Cao was still brainwashing these stunned youths, claiming that he was a very principled person who never took a stitch from the masses. In the blink of an eye, his brother came back with a large bag and a small bag that he had scraped, which was like Captain Cao himself slapping his face with a thousand-pound big-ear scraper, which hurt hotly.

Captain Cao didn't lie, he only took real money and silver, and he couldn't look down on needlework. Or that these things were all collected from those bandits, and they didn't come from looting the good people, but it would make Captain Cao a little uncomfortable.

In the blink of an eye, the well-trained and neatly arrayed Timberwolf rangers had already arrived in front of Commander Cao and the others. With such a large group of eye-catching silverback warriors here, it's impossible to go unnoticed. I thought that someone had eaten the courage of the ambitious leopard and dared to come to the door of the robbery group to commit a crime against the wind. As a result, the boss looked at him with a pestle in front of him, and the national scolding that had reached his mouth was swallowed back into his stomach in an instant, and he was replaced with a friendly smile.

They are doers who are keen to market their products, and there are only a handful of them. Wild, domineering, ferocious... Or humiliation, tears, helplessness... Once they find you, you'll have to take it as you like or not! It's unreasonable, and that's a matter of course within the raiders

So such a group of guys, even if they put on a friendly smile, they definitely don't have any affinity. These guys with a gangster atmosphere can easily rob houses with just a fruit knife, and the visual effect is undoubtedly fierce, which makes Captain Cao, who is ready to fool people, a headache.

Speaking of the timber wolf knights of this brigade led by Hard, it is a well-known raiding group in ten miles and eight towns. This name is an entertaining name that Captain Cao came out to play at an internal awards dinner, mainly to make fun of the galloping combat style of these brave and fearless Timberwolf Knights, as well as the tough routine of being fearless of death at all times and loving to rush to the front line and tease the enemy with all kinds of bells and whistles.

However, it doesn't really matter what kind of nickname a team has, even if they have some "psychiatric squad" and "hydrocephalus death battalion" on their heads...... None of them detract from their terror and destructive power.

In order to make the debt collection work more smoothly, their recent image was even designed by the head of the Cao regiment himself. Let's take the leading hard special comrade as an example, the round head of the hard comrade with hard facial features was shaved cold. Because during this period, he led the crowd to gallop on the great wilderness where the scorching sun hung high, so he was sunburned from head to toe.

Like these silverback warriors, he was also naked on his upper body, tattooed with a dense body of hungry wolves to prey on food, and his anger was not ordinary. To that pestle, the idle person didn't dare to play even a second-of-the-line four-eye game with his straight eyes, to collect the account, relying on this unique shape is twice the result with half the effort.

However, the embarrassing scene expected by Regiment Leader Cao did not come, and the eyes of the large number of silverback warriors looking at the hard people were also straightforward, and they couldn't turn their eyes at all. Their focused and affectionate appearance is like a monk Xuzhu meeting Menggu.

Head Cao took a closer look and immediately found out where the root of the problem was. Although the image of the hard people is wild, in disguise, this is the beast genre that the Bhamon orcs admire the most. These silverback warriors are also good sons of Beamon, and their aesthetics are not too bad.

The majestic giant wolf under the crotch of the Timberwolf Rangers is instantly reminiscent of the classic knightly mounts of knightly novels, and their machivalous and intricately curled Damascus scimitars at their waists are also the focus of the silverback warriors' gaze. Commander Cao quietly looked back, these silverback warriors didn't even have a bit of metal on their bodies, and the knightly images of the Timberwolf Rangers could imagine how tempting they were.

Captain Cao was blessed to the soul, stepped forward in a few big steps, and lifted the hard special from the wolf's back to himself, and hooked his shoulders with the hard special for a while, looking very affectionate.

Turning his head, he patted Harder's shoulder, and pushed Harder in front of a group of silverback warriors like a salesman selling a product, and introduced it familiarly: "See, this is the guardian knight of the raiding regiment I canonized, the timberwolf light cavalry of the Beamon Empire, your compatriots." This brother's name is Garnett, and he is one of the eight King Kongs of our raiding group!"

Indeed, it doesn't matter what kind of title a team has. The Ranger Brigade and the Guardian Knights are not important at all in the eyes of the hardcore and others, even if the boss calls them cerebral palsy brigade, they are just as happy. How could he not know the boss's vicious heart, and instantly put on a reserved smile with a smile on his face, and bowed his head again and again to a group of silver-backed samurai, very chivalrous.

"Canonization, Guardian Knights, Eight King Kongs?" Lebang did not live up to Captain Cao's expectations, and instantly caught some sensitive words between Captain Cao's words, and his eyes were already straight.

Commander Cao began to blow shamelessly, and said, "What's so strange about this? Follow me, you will never know how awesome you will be in the future!" (To be continued......)