The Amber Sword: Interlude 14
Interlude in Act Fourteen
When Brando led the light cavalry forward in the mountains and forests and pointed them to the undead Cavalry Scout in the valley who was groping forward, everyone was shocked.
As if illusion has become a reality, the youngster who led them really has the ability of prophecy.
But only Leto and Fatalon guessed the Gargoyle, but they did n’t have much time to think, because Brando already issued an attack instruction, more than fifty rides and one diarrhea went straight under youngster's command and sealed the skeleton cavalry. The retreat -- should say they have no retreat at all.
Because Brando knows how they will react.
When Brando arranged the assault course of the cavalry, his image already in these Mercenary hearts was not only an excellent general, but also magical. The beginning of the battle was kicked off by a horizontal sword wind. Four or five skeleton soldiers stopped and cut off, and then Brando killed first into undead. However, the skeleton cavalry who dared to block him often fell into the attack range as soon as he entered the attack range. Eight meters away --
The only command Lich left before him.
Yi Jian bowed his head.
Putting the team together and raiding again, the battle ended as if it were the night before. There was only one City Guards left rib accidentally hit a sword, Brando left him, and the Self-Defense Forces that followed him took over, and then they continued to move forward.
Within a quarter of an hour, they defeated another undead Cavalry Scout on the other side of the hill. In the two battles, three people -- Brando naturally required one by one to bandage them because of injuries and attrition, although he only wanted to prescribe cheating app -- because his emergency first aid took effect very quickly, and even perverted than some stop the bleeding drugs.
But his subtle move has earned him a very high reputation. Although his prestige was already in the Mercenary before that time, even the Fatalon who has always been against him can't help but think that Brando is God of War descends.
Only the mythical **** of war, Mars, can have such an all-out power.
However, Brando is a bit boring. The Madara cavalry tactics of this era are so rigid and far from flexible and changeable after Insidolon reform. In his opinion, it was a bit like playing training ai.
But the only relief is that he scored a total of 779 experience in both battles and successfully reached Level 17.
At the same time, when the refugees led by the Freya later began to abandon the carriage, the Madara party found that they had encountered greater trouble.
Everyone knows that ‘dead bream’ Margus is a semi-zombie. The rotting meat on it must be maintained at all times to ensure that it will not fall.
But it doesn't matter if the bones are exposed, anyway, the Necromancer apprentices under it will supplement it regularly. Rotten tendons and cuticles make zombies stronger and tougher than skeleton soldiers. -- is just a general. Margus arranges these carrion on its body more aesthetically.
But the news from frontline made it feel a little unusual. His Necromancer apprentice sent more than ten ghosts to the south before the night, and only half can be returned regularly.
Is that the refugee team? Still a trap?
Margus scratched in doubt on the incomplete scalp, and disturbed countless fat white pheasants scattered from his forehead. The small things -- quickly penetrated into the holes in his eyes and cheeks. He chewed.
He marked on the map those areas where the missing ghost is responsible. On that line, there may be the possibility of the refugee team existence.
But since the other party has the ability to counter his ghost, it may not be that simple. He must ask those treacherous apprentice wizard to send a second batch of ghosts, and further confirms the news. Margus can guess how long it will take, but before that he can urge the zombies further in front of him to speed up, better than the two boys Abaddon and Huesa to complete the encirclement.
Madara has a saying: No matter how smart the mouse is, you can't escape the sealed oil tank --.
Under his, Cabas, Abaddon, Huesa, Dhiren, Ladios, and Gulob, the small refugee team, no matter how cunning, will eventually have no way out.
When the sun rises tomorrow morning, the area south of Sharp Stone River Valley will be completely covered by the shadow of Brumand's blooming black roses. Madara will surely win --
Margus extend the hand went and stroked the Ghoul that crouched beside him like a dog. However, this half-zombie owner will not know that when he takes everything for granted, Captain in the undead army in front of Brando is in a dilemma.
In fact, about a quarter of an hour ago, Black Knight Sassar confirmed on already that he had lost contact with his two ten-man skeleton cavalry, and he doubted that his already was being followed by an unknown Aouine army. Therefore, it immediately sent a detective to contact the 11th Squadron, which was not far away from him, but no matter whether the ghost sent by the Sassar was sent by the ghost or the skeleton cavalry, there was no news in the end.
Now the Black Knight already realizes that the problem may be a little big.
When Brando and mercenaries appeared on the hill, they saw that the undead squadron below was stopping to prepare to stay in place. Batum, Leto and Mano have not seen any clues, but Brando secretly frowned.
The quality of low level NCO in Madara's is really outstanding. -- youngster ca n’t wait for the other ’s Commander to move closer to friendly forces in the other direction in case of uncertainty, so that they can safely pass through this blank area with the refugees behind .
But the Commander of this undead army made the most accurate judgment on immediately.
"What are they doing?"
Fatalon knew a little bit about Madara's tactics and couldn't help asking. He looked at Brando again, and in his mind already no longer doubted the ability of the other party.
"Ready in Place. Our Cavalry Scout was too clean and clean, giving them the illusion, presumably they were followed by an army three times the size of them." Brando replied.
"Three times? Why don't they move closer to their allies, aren't they waiting to be surrounded by division?"
"Their Commander is waiting for the friendly scout."
"Are they afraid we will cut those scout too?" Mano wiped the one's own machete and replied casually.
Brando glanced at him, and said that scout wanted to cut off Ah?. If they were not relying on the strongest reconnaissance troop type of 'Amber Sword' such as Gargoyle, how could it be so easily searched and covered in the scout of several undead troops? Come and go freely within range.
"Killing scout is tantamount to telling them that there are enemies in this direction. The reason we solved the previous two teams of Skeleton Cavalry was because Brando took the initiative to eat this squadron," Leto explained on the side.
"Aren't we short of time in this category?" Mano asked.
"An hour, end the battle and clean the battlefield." Brando replied.
Freya led the Self-Defense Force into the field almost twenty minutes later.
When Sassar saw the firs on the hill begin to shake, it finally saw rows of soldiers with spears walking down the hilltop. He hesitated for a moment. The costume of the opponent was not the same as any of the White Mane Legion in his impression.
He couldn't help turning his head and asked with a husky voice: "Where's the army?"
Lich beside him immediately bowed his head respectfully: "It seems to be militia."
"militia?"
Sassar, can militia quietly kill his two skeleton cavalry? How could the Black Knight feel cheated? He couldn't help but stand up on horseback and made a gesture behind him.
"Change Bow and Arrow --"
"Mark 140 feet, project, put --"
The skeleton soldiers immediately lowered their long bows, and creaking and grating opened wide. Then, with a buzz, the bowstring was released, and a black arrow cluster flew up high and burrowed into the fir forest on the hillside.
The mountain breeze is very strong, and arrow(s) has almost no accuracy. But for the militia who has little training, the deterrent is very great. The formation of the Self-Defense Forces slowly walking down the mountain paused, and suddenly became chaotic.
But they also have Freya. This young girl with a long ponytail rides a horse from the left to the right of the team. She tries to inspire the light infantry of mercenary and White Mane Legion on the right and let them drive those militia attack.
"Lower your body, bow your heads, everyone! Remember what you learned while you were training! Don't stop, follow me, remember, this is fighting -- for your family"
Freya takes the lead, holds a sword, and excites loudly.
At least it seems that her work has been fruitful. With her encouragement, the militias quickly picked up the courage to reform the -- formation again, and then slowly pressed down from the mountain.
Sassar frowned, he ordered another arrow. After adjustment, the crosshairs of the skeleton soldiers were significantly higher this time. Several people in the first three rows of militia rolled down in the arrow rain.
But after two shots, the militias became more calm, and after overcoming psychological fear, the effectiveness of projectile weapons was not as great as expected.
Sassar immediately changed a gesture and pointed to Female Knight. The third wave of arrow rain was clearly directed at Freya. However, the Half Plate of the Wind Empress on her body flashed countless light spots, and each arrow(s) flying to her was dropped to the side by flicks.
This almost magical scene made everyone stunned, then those militia cheered in unison, could not help but shouted Freya's name --
"elf Guards?" Seeing this scene, Black Knight almost didn't get ridiculed. Sassar is wondering where this inexplicable army came from.
The other side, Brando, only nodded until this moment, although it was a bit clumsy on weekdays. However, this scene proved that Freya was the Valkyrie in his mind after all, she was born for the battlefield.
He took out his pocket watch and glanced at it.
Time is right --
Then Brando pulls out Thorn of Clear Light, and Elven Sword glows brightly in his hand. The sudden flash of light on the battlefield caused most people to be stunned. Someone from both sides, raises head, came here.
"Elven Sword!" Sassar recognized the sword at a glance. He almost screamed and subconsciously pulled out the sword in his hand.
Brando raised his sword high and yelled: "Ciel!"
On one side, the young wizard Squire grasped it, immediately raised the ruby in his hand and pointed it at one point: "sharpness, division, and blade structure."
A layer of white line immediately extended to the tip of Elven Sword in the hand of Brando. They flickered once and disappeared, leaving only sword edge -- Thorn of Clear Light after spell curing. It was extremely sharp, and it was indestructible at the moment.
"A new day is coming, Lord Thane, remember the maintenance costs below." Ciel said with a smile after finishing spell.
Brando smiled slightly.
Then he pointed his sword downward, and his sword pointed away at the position of Black Knight Sassar, which seemed to mean that the next battle was about to start.