The Emperor’s Daily Nitpicking

Chapter 101

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I haven't been teased by the elders' precepts, and secondly, the feeling of cooperating with the giant beasts in the last battle of Kela Changhe was not bad. Besides, if Mai hadn't stood there like a mountain at the critical moment, the number of Wujin cavalry casualties would have at least doubled.

Accepting this kind of affection, he not only has no ill feeling towards the giant beast clan, he even treats them very much.

Of course, most people can't see what he wants to see with the naked eye.

Just like now, he replied to Peter: "The raid is not enough. Those fools who focus on being silly and sweet, their IQ should not be able to afford the planning of a raid."

Peter: "..."

Oswald folded his collar, thought about it, and added: "Not necessarily, after all, such a thing as a raid during the day does not seem like an intelligent person's plan, maybe they can really do it."

Peter: "..." Your Majesty's mouth!

"Did you stop it?" Oswald asked.

This should be done in the past, when troops from other countries or tribes entered the Golden Lion Kingdom without reason, they would usually start a fight near the boundary. Even if the current situation is special, the countermeasures will not lag too much.

Otherwise, you report to the emperor layer by layer, and when the emperor thinks it over and takes orders, he will go back to deal with it, and he will have already rushed to the gate of the palace.

Peter finally had something to answer, nodded seriously, and said, "Stop it, they turned around and landed in the ash forest in the north of the city, the bow barracks surrounded the entire forest, and now the two leading giant orcs want to see you. "

Oswald thought a little bit: "I see, are they still in the wax woodland?"

Peter: "Yes."

After all, the behemoths are all so big, who dares to take them to the palace casually? If you accidentally go crazy, you can't hold it back.

The wax woodland is a strange place on the outskirts of San Antis, because the wax tree only grows a stubble of leaves and blooms once a year in late autumn, and the rest of the seasons are bald in spring, summer and winter. Eggy, but the branches of this thing are flesh-colored, at first glance you can mistake Chengren's arm, so the whole wax forest looks very... creepy.

Except for the wax-picking season, even a ghost would not come to the woods at ordinary times.

It can be seen that there are so many places not to choose, but choose this place to make an emergency landing, the taste of the giant beast people is really unique.

A hundred orcs crouched together in the woods, and they suddenly became extremely crowded. Some simply turned back into beast shapes and lay down on the wax tree, making the branches crumbling under the weight.

After the branches of the wax tree got wet, there was an unfriendly smell. If I had to describe it, it probably smelled like raw meat with blood, which made the surrounding archers look unloved.

As soon as he arrived outside the woods, Peter sneezed twice, and said to Oswald on the horse with a look of embarrassment: "Your Majesty... Sneeze! Sorry, this smell is too strong, I have... Sneeze, a little bit Allergies. The two leaders of the Giant Beast Human Race are... Ah Choo!"

Oswald said with a toothache on his face: "Okay, stop talking, I can see."

It was hard for him not to see it, because when the archers saluted him, a strong man about two meters tall stood up and waved his hands exaggeratedly: "Hey, does the little emperor still remember me! You and That little white-faced commander even rode on my back last time!"

Everyone: "..."

Peter almost rolled off his horse with a sneeze.

Oswald wiped his face: "..." I shouldn't treat such a guy who can't even speak human words.

This person who can't speak is the giant eagle Dan who escaped from the dungeon with Oswald and the others on his back.

Generally speaking, people who have shared the experience of fleeing have a deeper relationship with each other than others. At least they will never forget who the other party is within a month of separation.

But Dan's self-introduction is not superfluous at all, because if he doesn't remind him like this, Oswald might not recognize him—

I saw that this strong man used some kind of material to paint himself completely black. On the big face plate, only around the eyes and lips were not brutally poisoned. Looking at it from afar, it looks like there are three round holes for dogs to gnaw on a flattened black cake, two for eyes, and one for a mouth swollen into a sausage.

Oswald felt that with his face, one more look would save his life, so he might as well go back and look at Kevin's dog paw painting.

Dan continued to jump up and down without any shyness, and shouted with a raised voice: "Little emperor, let these archers put away the arrows first, it's a bit of a conditioned reflex if we fight too many battles, we'll just jiggle when we see the arrows. It won't be good if you don't hold it in for a while. We're here to discuss things with you."

Oswald raised his palm, and the bow battalion received the arrow with a "swipe". He tugged at the reins, and the vulture moved forward