Ride and Cut

"Ahem." Buckland cleared his throat several times and found that no one was paying attention to him, so he tapped the dinner plate vigorously with a spoon, "I have something to say."

"What?" The lord of the Alpine Fort asked vaguely while his mouth was full of greasy food.

"Li Cha, I strongly suggest that you also go to Cologne."

When collecting the prisoners in the afternoon, Buckland did something that a group of reckless men would hardly have the intention to do - carefully questioned the prisoners about their origin, purpose and background.

Regarding this group of enemies, the rabbit-headed Fidipitz accidentally eavesdropped on a lot of information, but of course the eavesdropping cannot cover everything, it is very scattered and fragmented. But Buckland's questioning took place after the war, and the captives who had tasted the taste of failure poured out everything they knew.

At this point, the previously missing intelligence map can be completely completed.

He had written all these things on the old note and handed it to the lord long ago, but judging from the reaction, it was probably perfunctory to agree to read it carefully.

To be honest, it was the first time in Buckland's life that he had seen such a strange place as Alpine Fort—their bravery and carelessness complemented each other, as if they were a natural pair who would never leave.

For example, after winning a supposedly difficult battle with an absolutely inferior force, few people thought of interrogating prisoners of war, but started wrestling with each other until their noses and faces were bruised.

It is unimaginable to put any of these piles in other places, but it is not only unobtrusive but also very natural for Gaoshanbao.

"Why?" The lord raised his head and looked at Buckland.

It is best not to withdraw to Cologne when the pioneer lord has nothing to do. It is one of the unwritten rules, and it is impossible for naturalists not to know this.

"Because the enemy we are facing this time is not the natives of the wilderness, but the serious Stuart garrison, and the relationship between us in Pompeii and Stuart has been very tense in recent years." Buckland bit the word very hard.

"So Li Cha, you should report the fact that you were harassed by Stuart to Noble Court."

"Shouldn't it be Stuart's intrusion?" The lord's thoughts were very simple. He felt that the old white tiger's statement was a bit on the line, and the obvious personal behavior rose to the state.

Stuart is one of the three most powerful countries in the human world, and his strength cannot be overstated. There are several Guanglong Knights. Compared with the size of the entire Stuart, the Alpine Fort is like ants and dragons. A madman like Richard doesn't think he has a half chance.

"Whether it counts or not is not up to you to say." Buckland said earnestly.

"You mean the superiors might make a fuss about it?" The lord put down his fork thoughtfully, "But it doesn't seem to be of any benefit to us."

"Sigh." Buckland sighed, and patiently said to this dull piece of rotten wood, "I leave it to the big men to do the wrangling, but as long as you can pull something out, you, as the person involved, can at least have a mouthful of soup."

"It's the same thing." The lord thought for a moment and nodded, but it's not an urgent matter, "Let's get better with Annie in a few days."

It took another four or five days to sort out the booty and collect the prisoners. In addition to other scattered chores, it was already a full six days after Anne's caravan was ready to set off.

Most of the captives will also go to Cologne with the caravan, and will be driven to gather in an open field. At the same time, a small number of captives who were originally held with them were moving in the opposite direction.

Even though they have been imprisoned together, there is still a clear gap between the two groups of prisoners.

Some of the captives in the open space tried their best to show a flattering expression, and some spit thick phlegm on the ground with disdain, and many more were almost numb and did not express anything.

They were all officers of the Roaring Brown Bear Legion, and they were relatively well-known prisoners. Li Cha still wanted to keep them for ransom, so he naturally wouldn't pack them up with ordinary prisoners and sell them to Cologne. He was about to be transferred from the temporary custody to the newly built official prison.

Hendra was among them, with heavy shackles on his hands and feet, and every step was difficult.

His strength has been generally recognized by the Alpine Fortress, but unfortunately it is in a way that he himself absolutely does not want to see - Hendra has always been subject to the strictest control among the captives, and the daily supply of water and food is only the minimum limit, and there are always special people making noise around him from time to time to ensure that he cannot get enough rest.

After a few days, the whole person inevitably became more and more confused.

Li Cha noticed Hendra when he was watching the excitement. The once-satisfied legion leader is now unshaven, and a pair of bags under his eyes make him look at least ten years older.

Of course, Hendra also saw Li Cha—surrounded by stars, even more complacent and energetic than he was before.

The two looked at each other briefly, no matter what happened in the past and what will happen in the future, now one is a prisoner and the other is a master.

"I figured it out, what you practice is the Holy Word Prayer! Isn't that right! Isn't that right!" Seizing the opportunity, Hendra suddenly broke away from the leader escorting the prisoners like a mad lion, and roared excitedly at the lord.

"Tell him to shut up." The lord said casually.

The two newly appointed barbarian jailers didn't know what humane law enforcement was, so they immediately pushed Hendra face down to the ground unceremoniously. Hendra, who had endured for a few days, didn't know where he got so much strength, and the two savages almost couldn't hold him down after struggling desperately.

"Holy Word Prayer! Only Holy Word Prayer! Can give you such a powerful power without the externalization of elemental fluctuations!" Hendra's face was full of remorse and pain, and he never thought that he would be defeated by such an old antique.

"Looking for death!" Gunther rolled up his sleeves and snatched the whip from the jailer.

Just by looking at the exaggerated and full muscle lines on his arms, you can tell that even a strong bull can't handle two whips. During Hendra's heyday, he might be able to resist the first resistance with grudge, but these few days he has no environment to meditate to restore grudge.

The lord stopped Gunther with just his eyes, and walked over and stepped on Hendra's back, "You guessed it, it is indeed the Holy Word Prayer, but... there is no reward."

"What level of holy word prayer?" The foot on the back contained irresistible power, but Hendra still raised his head back vigorously, just to see the opponent's eyes.

"Something went wrong, and I haven't been able to advance to Tianqi yet." Li Cha looked at the distance with a calm expression on his face.

For him, the unwillingness of the enemy is the best stimulant, and his desire to express becomes extremely active.

Hendra's pupils instantly contracted into needlepoints. Among the five stages of the Holy Word Prayer Technique, Sunlight, Starlight, Moonlight, Sunshine, and Apocalypse, Apocalypse is the last stage, representing the ultimate of a system.

And the Sunshine Temple, which is second only to Tianqi, is naturally a powerhouse that should not be underestimated.

At least much stronger than myself. Hendra's heart was full of bitterness. It seemed like fate that he would meet such a powerful person in a small pioneering territory.

"What's wrong?" He tried his best to raise his head from the mud and looked at the other person's back. The setting sun coated his outline with a layer of gold, stalwart and tall.

"The problem is that I haven't advanced to Xinghua yet." The lord turned his head and laughed, revealing two rows of neat white teeth.

In the rush of fire and the stimulation he was receiving at this moment, Hendra rolled his eyes and passed out directly.