They are all cavalry, and they all carry spears, but only professionals are qualified to be called lancers.

Otherwise, it can only be called by the class, light cavalry or heavy cavalry.

And the lancers, are rare.

It is even more unlikely that hundreds of formed lancers will appear all at once.

But then Sotu immediately thought of a possibility.

"Undead Lancers." He gritted his teeth and said hatefully.

Thanks to the different 'spawn points', players spread throughout the human world, everywhere.

Their reputation will naturally go out.

Many people know that the 'undead' race, everyone is a professional, and only they can easily put together a team of hundreds of lancers.

It's just that how did the generals on the other side control these unruly undead?

Sotu was puzzled.

He looked at the young general kneeling in front of him and sighed: "If it's really a full range of lancers, I don't blame you." ”

There is a 'qualitative' gap between the lancers and ordinary cavalry.

They are one and can summon the Celestial War Horse from the Void, which is made of the elements, not ordinary flesh and blood.

At the same time, the endurance of this kind of war horse is much stronger than that of ordinary war horses.

Not to mention that as a professional rider, his own strength is also stronger than ordinary people.

Therefore, it is not very difficult to accept that the other party successfully repelled their scout team at the cost of only a dozen people by fighting more with less.

"Next, you go ahead and scout the enemy." Sotu thought for a moment and said, "Be sure to figure out the approximate number of enemies. ”

The young general of the scout team breathed a sigh of relief and retreated.

Sotu thought about it, and took advantage of the darkness of the night to rebuild the defense line with all the soldiers stationed in the city.

At this time, in Hadi's camp, he had a pretty face and looked at the soldiers in front of him.

She took the battle report and read it, and said angrily: "More than a hundred lancers, with an average level of more than LV4, fought against ordinary scout squads, and actually lost more than a dozen people, are you embarrassed?" ”

seemed to think that she was a girl and that her deterrent power was not enough, and she also slapped her palms heavily, emphasizing that she was very angry.

A group of lancers laughed dryly in front of her.

"Laugh and laugh, you know how to laugh!" Tiao roared angrily: "If you don't care if you die, you will lose a lot of experience at most, and your level will be lower." But the equipment on your body is very good standard equipment, and after you die, it is left on the battlefield, and it is difficult to get it back! It's all money. ”

The lancers could only laugh.

The other players who watched the excitement on the side laughed even more.

It's no wonder that Tiaotiao is so angry.

Each unit has a 'military fee'.

The amount is given according to the number of troops, the quality of personnel.

How well this battle is fought, how many deaths, and how much compensation must be deducted from this.

And the rest is all the squad commander's.

Therefore, every time a set of equipment is lost, it is in the spare small treasury of the buckle strip.

Women, always regard the future money as their own, the loss of these dozen people, a few sets of leather armor and weapons, no matter what, they have to ask for more than two gold coins, after all, cavalry is more 'expensive'.

In other words, in this conflict, she implicitly lost nearly 300,000 soft girl coins.

It's no wonder she's not angry.

Hardy stood on a high platform not far away, listened to Tiaotiao's reprimand, smiled slightly, and left.

Inspect other places.

He's not messing around, he's observing.

Look at those players who have better temperaments, and are more intelligent, and have the value of cultivation.

I have to say that the comprehensive nature of the player is indeed higher than that of the local natives of this world.

After all, they are all literate and have enough intelligence, and no matter what they learn, they are quite fast.

It's much easier to find talent among players than it is in this world.

Hardy walked for a while, and when he returned to his tent, he saw Abner waiting outside.

When he saw Hadi, he immediately came over and said, "Lord, there are some things I don't quite understand. ”

"Go in and say."

The two entered the tent, and Hardy sat on the felt and asked, "Is there a problem?" ”

"Just now, I chatted for a while with a few undead people who like to chat, and they don't quite agree with the nobles and the king, and I am very angry, but I can't debate them."

Looking at Abner's confused look, Hardy smiled: "What are you debating with them!" ”

"Why not debate?" Abner said curiously, "They have a point. ”

Hardy smiled: "You have fallen into their trap, their world is different from ours, and there is a logical and self-consistent system." But it doesn't work with us. ”

"But!"

"Go and tell them now: there are no gods, no magic, no different countries in your world. You have not put it into practice, you are just talking on paper, and you are misleading the country with empty talk. Hardy smiled and said, "As long as you keep repeating these words, you can definitely make their noses crooked." ”

Abner looked at Hardy, skeptical, but went out anyway.

It didn't take long for him to trot back and say excitedly, "Lord, you are really amazing, and their faces are really green with anger. ”

Hadi laughed, then waved his hand and said, "Go and rest, tomorrow we will go to war." ”

Abner nodded and left the tent.

Now he's more convinced of Hardy.

Obviously, Hardy is a year younger than him.

Wait until the next morning, and the player cooks the rice at a breakneck speed.

Made quite a generous breakfast.

Hardy sits at the table, like the player, holding the fritters with chopsticks and drinking soy milk in the other.

I hadn't eaten such an authentic breakfast in nearly two years, and Hardy sighed.

The players around looked at Hardy in amazement.

Tiaotiao held a big fritter in one hand and soy milk in the other, and asked, "Your Excellency Hardy, you actually know how to use chopsticks?" ”

"Two fingers, even a sword can dance, two small wooden roots are nothing." Hardy said unconcernedly.

Blinking, so powerful?

But then she pointed to Abner next to her: "But why can't he?" ”

"His swordsmanship is so bad." Hardy smiled faintly.

At this time, Abner looked helpless, he was good at spearmanship, and there was really no way to control these two little things at will with a few fingers.

Tiao Tiao and the players around him believed it.

After the whole army finished breakfast, everyone's morale was greatly shaken.

Hardy said to Tiaotiao, "You lead the men to attack from the left flank, and Abner will lead 3,000 infantry to press in the center, and then ...... What's your name? ”

The player who was pointed at by Hardy held out his finger in some surprise and pointed to his face: "Me? ”

Hardy nodded.

"Report to Your Excellency, my name is ibuprofen, and I am a spear warrior." There was some surprise on the man's face.

"I think you seem to have a lot of prestige." Hardy smiled: "The remaining thousand people are temporarily under your management, pressed in from the right flank, understand?" ”

"Yes, I will definitely live up to your trust."

The player excitedly ran back to his queue and shouted, "Brothers, my name is ibuprofen, everyone give me a face, and when I have enough favorability from the lord, and if I get an official position, I will repay it in the future." ”

"Yes."

"Medium!"

This man took the initiative in his hands at once.

(End of chapter)