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Chapter 9: Missing


Turns out, meatballs are fair game.

Unless someone like Robert had special abilities during his lifetime, everyone is basically starting from the same starting point.

No one answered Lorne because no one farted.

The source of the stink came from a person, but Lorne analyzed the cause from the other person's wet pants.

"Oh, are you a pig?

You pooped in your pants.

Go and clean it for me."

A grown man would poop his pants.

Lorne really didn't expect that memory loss would have such serious consequences.

When I asked Rouqiu, he actually said that it was a normal phenomenon and that it would get better after a while.

With a group of guys who would shit their pants at any time, Lorne could only give up the idea of ​​joining forces with other sentries for the time being.

What if one of his men peed their pants in public during the cooperation, how could he explain to others that they were still young?

Leaving everyone to solve their own physical problems, Lorne's original plan was postponed again.

He wanted to use his time in the morning to educate Robert and others.

They are not required to understand the principle of keeping someone on guard at night, but they must at least learn how to understand what he said.

They were told to rest and sleep without even wanting to get up to poop.

With his subordinates so stupid, Lorne was too embarrassed to go out.

He was delayed for several hours and wasted the time he had to get up early.

Lorne's mouth was dry as he spoke, but fortunately those guys weren't really idiots.

As long as you make it clear, they won't make stupid questions again.

He took out the food from the sentry and took a few bites of bread that was as hard as wood.

Lorne looked at dozens of guys wolfing down the food.

He really didn't know what was so delicious about this stuff.

It was even worse than white flour steamed buns.

Throwing away the bread that could be used to kill people, Lorne asked people to go to the sentry warehouse and take out all the hand crossbows.

Of course these high-end things were not brought by Fast, they were all contributions of the men in black.

If it hadn't been for these guys taking the initiative to open the door and come out with their crossbows and the several-meter-high sentry wall, Lorne wouldn't have been able to do anything to them.

It's a pity that all this was in vain for Lorne, who had six hand crossbows and a lot of crossbow arrows, plus a few hunting bows brought by Fast.

He planned to collect the leftover equipment later and see if there were any prey that he could bring back for the tooth ceremony.

Modern people were used to eating good food, and suddenly Lorne was willing to go hungry first when he was asked to eat moldy bread.

Counting the horses in the sentry, there were fifteen horses in total, all contributed by the men in black.

After careful calculation, the man in black who came to assassinate Fast provided Lorne with a lot of good things.

He should really find a time to thank his theoretical stepmother.

Without her help, he would probably still be a soul without a body.

There were only fifteen horses, and in order to move quickly it was impossible to take everyone with them.

Lorne left twenty-one people to look after the house, and he took Robert and the strongest-looking warrior on his horse.

Fortunately, the strongest guys are basically soldiers modeled after the men in black, and the combat skill of riding horses has been retained by Meatball.

Lorne can also simply control horses because of Fast.

Otherwise, how could he, a loser, do such an avant-garde sport like horse riding?

And after he learned well, he asked the men in black to experiment one by one to see who could shoot arrows and who could shoot accurately with a crossbow.

Then, he kept one for himself and gave the other five to guys who could shoot accurately.

He also gave three hunting bows to Robert and two other people who could shoot well.

After his experiments, Lorne discovered that the hand crossbow was small and convenient.

But its range is too short, and its effective killing range of less than fifty steps makes it unsuitable for hunting.

Moreover, the troublesome reloading also determines that this thing can only perform a one-time attack during the battle.

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The hunting bow is different.

The distance of more than a hundred steps is a multiple of the hand crossbow.

Whether Lorne will be a hit tonight or a northwest wind all depends on those three hunting bows.

"Walk" With a big wave of his hand, and feeling like a general, Lorne took the lead and led the fourteen boys along the general direction towards the way they came.

After receiving some advice from Lorne, the remaining staff, whose brains had declined, finally understood why the door should be closed after Lorne left.

Lorne had told them before he left that no one would be allowed in unless he came back.

I believe that they will definitely follow his instructions without compromise.

He only needs to go back before dark.

It was dark and windy last night, and Lorne was only in a hurry to kill people, without paying much attention to his surroundings.

Now that the sun is shining brightly, it is extremely difficult to find the equipment he left behind on the vast grassland.

Fortunately, the messy horse's hooves last night provided him with the best indicator.

He had followed the horse's hooves before, and this time Lorne galloped along the horse's hoof marks.

Unfortunately, after advancing a long distance, they couldn't see the equipment of the men in black.

Looking at the marks of the horse's hooves, it seemed that they were still some distance away.

Calculating the time it took to walk back to the guard post last night and the distance traveled today, Lorne felt as if he had followed the wrong horse's hoof prints.

He dismounted and carefully studied the marks on the ground.

Sure enough, on the countless messy and turned-up grass, he found a few more straight marks.

After looking at them carefully for a while, Lorne concluded that they were the marks of wheels running through the grass.

Being able to enable a modern person who originally knew nothing to judge the traces of passing through the grassland, Lorne can be said to be gifted in some aspects.

I'm chasing the wrong person, but I obviously came here based on the horse's hoof prints.

How come there are suddenly more carriage meat balls?

Do you think we missed something?

Only Lorne and Meatball present had IQs that reached the level of normal people.

Who else could Lorne ask if he didn't ask it?

Master, I cannot give an answer to your question, it is beyond my ability to judge.

It's also outside the scope of my function.

This is not the first time that Meatball has disappointed Lorne.

It always strictly maintains the self-discipline of a weapon.

Meatball has always been ignorant of things that are beyond the scope of its responsibilities.

Lorne asked it just in case.

Since he didn't get the answer, he thought about it on his own.

There should be no wrong direction, because the marks of the horse's hooves were very obvious when he came out, so he would not go wrong.

The extra wheel marks must have been added later.

For example, a group of pedestrians happened to be walking on their road, and the horse hoof marks on both sides overlapped at a certain point that he had overlooked.

This can explain why he couldn't find any equipment left behind as he moved forward.

In all likelihood, the group of people who suddenly appeared picked up the wallet.

Dare to take advantage of him, if Lorne were a loser before, he would have to bear the loss himself.

But now he still wants people and territory.

If he doesn't chat with the other party properly, wouldn't it be very shameful?

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