Carry a Ride-and-slash System with You

: Fifty-four, noble? Reward and update for the 3000 of the 'Bgod' boss

Kujit Rider, a faction that belongs to the Kujit Khanate in the warband world. It is upgraded from the Kujit guerrilla shooter. It has good riding and archery skills, and is also proficient in the use of one-handed weapons. The kujit riders down to the third level are already very powerful main battle soldiers, not to mention the two advanced routes of kujit lancers and kujit cavalry shooters.

Looking at the group of Kaget riders in the hall, Geralt was a little reluctant to place it in the territory of Baron Hain Reed, but Geralt quickly threw this thought away and looked at Harry and said .

"Send their weapons and equipment here."

Harry took the order and called on the soldiers who had escorted the captives to carry their weapons and armor together.

"Just what they wore before." Seeing Harry go out, Geralt warned.

"Understood, sir." Harry's back disappeared in the council room, but his voice came over.

"Who among you is someone who held an official position before?"

Geralt was still sitting on the throne, questioning the kuget riders standing neatly in the council chamber.

The healing skills took effect after they were incorporated into the team, and the previous injuries were slowly healing.

One of the middle-aged strong men with stubble beards stepped forward and replied, "Sir, I am the head of the previous ten."

Looking at the bearded man with strong muscles, Geralt asked, "Name."

"Heifman, Heifman Zane, my lord."

Heifman respectfully answered Geralt's question.

"Heifman, isn't it? My arrangement for you group is to insert a nail into the territory of Baron Heinreed."

"Any complaints?"

Hearing Geralt's words, Heifman knelt heavily on the ground and fell to the ground, shouting loudly, "I dare not complain, Lord, I am willing to shed the last drop of blood for your glory!"

Seeing Heifman kneeling on the ground, the rest of the Kujit riders also knelt down and shouted in unison, "May the last drop of blood be shed for the glory of your lord!"

"It doesn't have to be. Since you joined my team, we will be brothers from now on. I have 100% trust in you."

Seeing the group of kuget riders kneeling on the ground, Geralt laughed.

"Then from now on, the seventeen of you will follow Heifman's order in the Baron's territory of Hayne Reed."

"Follow your orders! Your lord!"

The seventeen kuget riders behind Heifman answered in unison.

"Get up." Geralt said lightly.

Eighteen kuget riders got up one after another and continued to wait for Geralt's order.

"Heifman, tell me all the information about your previous cavalry leaders."

"Yes sir."

Heifman sorted out his thoughts and said.

"The cavalry commander's name is Rad Raff. He is the cavalry commander of the Baron Hain Reed. He commands a total of 120 rangers. This is the total number of cavalry in the Baron Hain Reed. This time, my lord brought a total of 70 cavalry. Name, and among them his own nephew, Adam Raff, were captured by the lord."

"Ladd himself is also a knight conferred by Baron Hain Reed, the kind of aristocrat who regards glory as his life. If the lord wants to recruit him, it may not be too smooth, but the lord can start with his nephew Adam, he has always loved Adam. , and he harvested it into his own knight-servant."

Heifman spoke all the information he knew, and Geralt sat on the throne, listening and thinking.

"That's all, my lord."

Heifman stopped talking and looked at Geralt.

"okay, I get it."

Geralt nodded, indicating that he almost understood.

At this time, Harry just happened to be back with the soldiers who were carrying weapons and equipment, and Geralt said, "Put on the weapons and armor first."

Eighteen kuget riders were ordered to put on their gear.

When they were fully dressed, and a short time had passed, Geralt said, "Harry, you should arrange accommodation for them first, and avoid those civilians first."

Harry nodded yes, and left the chamber with eighteen kujit riders.

And Geralt looked at the remaining warriors and said, "Take me to the dungeon, I want to meet that Rad... hehe."

Geralt sneered.

"Yes, my lord, please come with me."

A soldier who was previously responsible for escorting the prisoners bowed and pointed the direction and led the way. He talked about the dungeon after the architect Gaudi was completed. Geralt has not been there yet, this time just to take a look, it was only in the computer before. I've seen some 'succubus dungeon'' dungeon tunes... or something. ’

Following the soldiers all the way, they finally saw the entrance of the dungeon in a corner of the stronghold. It lived up to the name of the dungeon. There was only a doorway made of bricks on the ground, and a masonry staircase led directly to the bottom. Light the torch and lead Geralt's way.

After entering the dungeon, a damp smell came from the surface, but seeing that the ground was very dry, it should be that the waterproofing measures of the dungeon were done well, maybe the ventilation was poor.

The soldier continued to lead Geralt forward until he reached the end of the dungeon. He took out the key hanging from his waist and said, "It's right in front of you, my lord."

Geralt already knew the room where Rad was being held, because he saw Marr, who looked even thinner and younger in the dark dungeon, sitting on a stool with his arms around his chest, staring coldly at the previous The cavalry leader of the war, Ladd~www.wuxiahere.com~, is this kid still guilty? ' Geralt thought to himself.

He took the key from the soldier's hand: "Go ahead and do it yourself, I can do it myself."

"Retire, my lord." The soldiers all bowed and backed away.

Geralt stepped forward, patted Marr on the shoulder, and said softly, "Go and see your master first, leave it to me first."

Marr, who was awakened, saw Geralt, his red eyes came down from Rad, and he quickly stood up and said.

"Sir, please forgive me, I didn't notice your presence just now."

"Well, it seems that Rigas has a good education. Now he speaks like a man. It doesn't matter, you can take care of your master. I'll come here."

Hearing Geralt's words, Mal's immature face flushed slightly, but after hearing his master's name, his hateful eyes swept across Rad once again, bowed to Geralt and resigned.

Marr left, Geralt opened the door of Rad's cell, looking at Rad who was bound very strong, Geralt slowly crouched beside him, and asked softly, "Are you considering coming under my command? ?"

Rad, who had been staring at Geralt from the moment Geralt entered the door, was furious after hearing Geralt's words: "You cowards without the slightest glory! I disdain to be with you!"

"Also, I am a nobleman, and I demand the treatment of a nobleman!"

"The treatment of the nobles?"

Geralt looked coldly at the chattering Rad, his eyes swept over his severed arm, stood up and sneered.

"Is that the noble treatment you asked for? Then I will give it to you, and be with my fallen warrior. He is the... noble in my territory!"

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