Ride and Cut

"The natives are trying to form a coalition army. This is their invitation letter." There was a slight wind in the wilderness, and Hurt's wild long hair was blown by the wind.

His tone was serious, but this seriousness failed to infect Li Cha.

"Hey, it's not a small skill." Li Cha was cheerful. He was thinking about whether it would be more appropriate to call the coalition or the bandit assembly if the natives could really organize themselves.

From the perspective of common sense, except for gang robbery when there is no other way out, the aborigines rarely unite.

"My lord, before you came here, there used to be a group of kobolds living here. Their leader was a rare kobold shaman who possessed the power of the fire element, knew divination, and was proficient in herbal medicine. He had a high prestige among the surrounding tribes." Hurt said, pointing to the wooden building on the hill.

Li Cha suddenly realized - he was still confused when he first arrived here, why a group of kobolds would occupy such a superior treasure land in all aspects, now he fully understands.

It is conceivable that medical skills are scarce in the wilderness. There is also a high-level compound talent among the co-authored kobolds.

"After the tribe was hit hard, the shaman held a grudge and used his prestige to summon the tribe's coalition forces, and their goal was—" Hutt paused and continued, "You!"

"Me?" Li Cha's expression suddenly became very exciting.

"Yes, the natives in the wilderness have always rejected outsiders, especially the nobles of Pompeii. This is a long-standing tradition. Once outsiders stand still, they will invade their living space."

"Then you..." Li Cha looked at the centaur with a good eye.

"We are lonely ghosts who were forced to leave our homeland. We don't want to degenerate into the wilderness to join the natives and make future generations become bandits. The Storm Clan is willing to join Alpine Fort and raise our swords for your honor." After Hurt finished speaking, there was a clatter of horseshoes, and twenty-one centaurs retreated and stroked their chests.

This battle made Li Cha unexpected, but he nodded quickly, "On behalf of Gaoshanbao, I welcome you to join."

For another person, it might be unavoidable to suspect that it was Mission: Impossible played by the natives, but he has no such troubles at all.

Just think about it—the acceptance criteria of the system must not be as simple as verbal allegiance, and hostile people who pretend to be loyal will definitely not be able to pass. Now that the centaur's application for joining the team has been received, it is enough to show that they are not two or five boys with evil intentions.

This is a hidden benefit brought by the system. In the future, Gaoshanbao will become a place where you don't have to worry about spies and spies.

He took the centaur to the hills, and the barbarians were very enthusiastic, and they gave their new comrades high-fives one by one to show their welcome.

Ten thousand lies are often used to make up for one lie.

Since they used noodle balls as potions to deceive the savages, now they have to do a full set of tricks and use them to deceive the centaurs again. Li Cha went back to his room and counted the twenty-one beans left over from last time, as if counting beans, and handed it to Gunther for him to explain himself.

This will work better, and most importantly, avoid a slight unease in someone's conscience.

Li Cha saw a few barbarians bewitched with wild hype, and the centaurs swallowed their pills half excitedly and half suspiciously, and then passed the team application one by one.

Compared with the barbarian's simple and crude melee heavy infantry route, the centaur's advancement potential is much richer. Starting from the lowest rank of centaur herdsmen, centaur recruits and centaur guards go up in sequence.

If you continue to advance, there will be two branches, one is the route of centaur guerrilla shooter and centaur eagle archer, which is similar to human cavalry; the other is the route of centaur assault spearman and centaur pioneer, which is equivalent to heavy cavalry.

Once this kind of troop tree that is suitable for both distance and near, and with equal emphasis on infantry and cavalry, will greatly enrich the composition of the troops of the Alpine Fort army, and completely change the current embarrassing situation of lacking cavalry long-distance and relying on spear throwing.

What makes Li Cha feel a little pity is that the qualities of these centaurs are too uneven.

When the barbarians first joined the team, they were first-class third-level soldiers, and their combat effectiveness was already quite good. And the twenty centaurs were divided into three ranks—two third-level centaur guards, nine second-level centaur recruits, and the rest were all recruits and centaur herdsmen.

This level can only be said to be stronger than the militia, and it depends entirely on racial talent to have a little combat effectiveness. Even if an adult herdsman had no martial arts training, it would be too easy to beat two skilled human soldiers.

However, as a hero, Hurt is on par with Gunther, and even has high trading skills. Looking at the honest and simple face, I really can't tell that this kind of seemingly honest person is often the most ruthless once he tricks people.

Li Cha saw people in the caravan camp in the distance wandering uneasily, the coachman had even got into the carriage, but he hadn't made up his mind to leave yet.

They heard the sentinel's warning, but they still don't know what happened until now. I don't know the origin of the centaur that suddenly appeared, and I don't know if Gao Shanbao's attitude towards them has changed again, as anxious as prisoners waiting for judgment.

Li Cha waved vigorously towards the camp, signaling them to hurry over. The situation is uncertain at the moment, but Annie took a deep breath and walked towards the hills, followed by four or five brave mercenaries who also chose to follow and protect their employers.

The savages in the middle automatically spread out to let Annie and Cyclops pass by. When the third person was about to follow, he was squeezed by the two savages with his shoulders.

"Wait here!" The savages laughed wantonly.

Although the centaur didn't know why the barbarian was laughing, he also laughed wildly. The effect of this group of strong men laughing at the same time was simply shaking. The faces of the remaining mercenaries were erratic, and their knuckles turned white with their hands on the handles of the weapons, but they did not dare to pull them out after all.

"Be polite to the guests." Li Cha rolled his eyes.

The two savages looked at each other and sighed at the same time. One helped the fallen mercenary up, and the other brushed off the dust and grass leaves on his body, "We didn't do it on purpose, I'm sorry brother."

"Miss Anne." Richard led Gunther and Hurt into the wooden building, and whispered, "Alpine Castle may soon usher in a war, a war with the natives."

"Soon? How much?" The sudden news made the half-elf change his expression.

The caravan can only stay in Alpine Fort to seek refuge, and getting involved in a war that does not belong to them is certainly not what Anne expected.

"It's dinner time, let's talk while eating." Li Cha took the lead in sitting at the main seat of the long table in the hall.

As soon as Gunther heard that there was food to eat, he pulled a chair and sat down. Annie and Cyclops had no choice but to suppress the doubts in their hearts and sit on the other side in silence. The centaur Macht cannot use a human seat, and sits directly on the ground, about the same height as other sitting people.