The Amber Sword: Act 149 Daybreak (2)

Act 149 Daybreak (2)

kǎ cā , the ordinary long sword in his hand can't bear the power from Gold Level, already is split in the scabbard. Brando hesitated for a moment. He lifted his scabbard and glanced away, throwing away --.

The sword fell into the rubble.

youngster turned back, brown eyes reflected the different faces of mercenaries. Holding the hand of Funiya, he calmly said, "I brought my promise --"

"Remember what you said?"

The dull voice, like a sharp sword with a scabbard, screamed through the heart of everyone.

mercenaries opened his mouth, but for a moment did not know what to answer.

"I remember!" Only the youngster wearing the gray cyan robe separated from the crowd excitedly and rushed out. He almost stumbled in front of Brando, and then raises head looked at the young noble in his eyes, a flash of light in his eyes Can't believe it.

He actually came.

"I remember ..." apprentice wizard panted one breath, and whispered repeatedly, "I'm here, sir ..."

Brando glanced at him.

His eyes crossed him and fell on others, everyone.

"What about others?"

Silent.

"You ..." A gray-blue robe youngster looked around at these people in anger, anxious to punch them in the face, and knocked these cowardly people up.

But it's still a silent, deadly silence --

Brando just smiled a little, he smiled, as if a layer of light shone on the warm eyelids: "if I were yous, you would not choose to offend two Thane -- at the same time"

The sound of kǎ cā kǎ cā was made in the ruins, and some soldiers in black robes stood among the bricks and stones; as soon as they stood up, they raised their swords and rushed towards the back of Brando with a rigid attitude.

Brando waved back, the first soldier in the black robe that rushed to his side had been fanned out straight, it broke apart in midair ‘hua', turned into a broken bone and fell on those who were injured, but noble soldiers who haven't died yet are crawling backwards.

pī li pā lā seems to have a bone rain.

All noble soldiers are stunned and motionless --

The second skeleton soldier already rushed to Brando, but youngster did not return to grab the bone rack to pierce the right claw of a sword at him, pulling forward, the left hand had unloaded the opponent's black steel Long sword, then grasping the opponent's wrist with his right hand, he smashed heavily to the ground with one shoulder and fell into pieces.

He held the black steel sword in his left hand and turned back.

A white moonlight.

More than a dozen skeleton soldiers simultaneously at the back broke, stopped, and -- fell down

Brando put down his sword as usual, turned and faced the fallen skeleton soldiers. He looked at the ruins of the fortress and said lightly: "Now, I will give you such a glory --"

The young Knight raised his sword, and sword tip pointed at the long street ahead.

"On this street, there are dead souls on the cross, and they are silently watching your battle. Would you like to fight with these former companions in another way?"

That moment.

Everyone stopped breathing.

No one speaks, but some do n’t overdo it, but someone blinks astringent eyes, but someone silently holds down the one's own sword. Yeah, there is nothing that moves these mercenarys better than fighting alongside their peers and trusting each other.

This is only, and this is the last chance to fight with these companions.

Sorry, but can I give you my back?

Companion.

There is no extra sentence, only the sound of a sword coming out of the sheath; the young apprentice wizard lowered his hands weakly, and watched this scene almost unbelievably, watching the moment of Mercenary -- that was silent before Holding her lips coldly, did not say a word, she pulled out the one's own sword with a look of solemnity.

The sword is the life -- of Mercenary

It is also a promise.

mercenaries came out with a sacred expression, first one or two, then more people, silent and silent, friction and collision between the sword and armour. everyone all silently stood out, standing silently in a row, standing behind the young Knight.

Brando smiled slightly.

He lowered his sword, only to feel a flame burning in his chest.

But his face is cold, youngster opens: "Three Head Commander, out of --" ​​

Three people in the crowd glanced at each other and one by one walked out of the queue.

"Tell me, name."

"Kalun works for you, sir, I'm Rose and Wine Mercenary Company Commander --" The handsome middle-aged man with long silver hair glanced at Brando, bowed slightly, and replied so.

"Fern, Fire Ground Battlegroup Head Commander --" The dark-skinned man embraced with both hands, and looked up and down Brando.

"Jutta, I am the person in charge of Swallow Mountain Mercenary Company. My lord, IMHO, although I agree to join with my people, it does not mean that I will execute all orders, I will chooses the way of action." It was a hot woman with long maroon hair.

After she spoke, she looked provocatively at this young Knight with turquoise eyes.

Brando smiled indifferently.

He replied: "I don't know your composition."

He looked back at the beauty and said, "But the quest / mission I gave you was very simple. You and Mr. Fern each assembled a team of people to stay here, and to attack and control Simon; what I asked you There is only a little three hours of --. Before Daybreak, I want to see your respective Mercenary Company flags always flying above the city gate. -- "

His eyes fell on Kalun, a handsome middle-aged man with long silver hair: "As for Mr. Kalun, your quest / mission is leading your Mercenary Company and the remaining lonely Mercenary with me -- attack Fir City Fort ! "

"I would like to hear the details." Kalun bowed and replied unhurriedly.

"Wait," the sad girl Jutta interrupted and frowned and asked, "Simon? Why are we going to Simon, and our target could it be that is not to capture the Fir City fortress and kill the **** scum?" "

Brando calmed his face and replied, "Because that's just one of the goals, but I might as well open the door and tell you that the enemies you will face are a group of undead, Madara's undead."

"What?"

undead?

The three are all together.

"Grudin colludes with Madara, but Undead Army cannot be hidden in the city; there may be a small part, but the army must be near the city. I think they can only hide in the forests to the southwest. And yours quest / mission is to stop them from entering the city until we finish quest / mission --, "said Brando lightly.

Jutta and Kalun glanced at each other, each seeing hesitation in each other's eyes.

Only Futa with a muffled voice replied: "Since adults have been colluding with Madara until Grudin, there must be a lot of experts around, and attacking Fortress Fir must also be the most difficult quest / mission. So why don't adults choose our Fire Ground Battlegroup, could it be that despise our fighting power? "

Kalun can't help showing frowned when he hears this sentence.

But Brando shook his head: "I said, I don't know your composition. However, since I chose this lineup, then --"

He looked back: "It all depends on my command line."

He raises head looked at the street in the distance.

"Okay, not much time."

"Hurry up this time, but remember my words, glory on the side and Hell, I have given you the opportunity to choose, I hope you will be assured when you go back and forth at this moment."

"Instead, there is no chance to look back --"

"So now, those who are willing to get this glory, follow me!" Brando finished, holding Funiya with one hand and walking on the rubble of rubble.

The three Commanders heard the cold threat in Brando's discourse, and secretly murmured in their hearts. And the little girl raises head absentmindedly looked at him, blinked, and said, word by word: "Brando ... brother, in fact ... you don't have to fight for ... Funiya ..."

"I ... hear ... Grandpa, they ... said, as long as ... Funiya ... is there ... everything ... will ... be safe and sound."

But Brando heard this sentence and smiled slightly.

"Funiya, you don't understand, this is not just about your fight alone," youngster replied softly; while looking at the two rows of neat and tidy in the distance that stretched out into the darkness, some were surprised: It was me, I chose the path of iron and blood, sword and fire, and nothing more. -- "

Correct.

When Brando is here, he chose to come back to face all this, and look at all the timidity and evasion of one's own; then the road in front of him began to become rugged and difficult at this moment, as if leading to the burning flames. At the end, the thorns entangled on the trail, and even blood -- was flowing

But he is back.

If the rage in the afternoon is just a thought of shake, then the choice between Funiya and Senian gives him the final revelation; it is like an eternal truth. If he always chooses to escape, then he can only be A loser.

The winner is powerful, the winner is strong --

Indeed, he considered an easier way. If he chooses to ignore and ignore all that he claims, then he may easily find the coveted territory, then hide the one's own wings, absorb nutrients in the shadows and gradually become stronger, eventually dominating everything.

But is that what he wants?

Get power, but lose everything.

That's all he wants?

But Brando couldn't help laughing, because he found that in the end, he had prepared the most complicated plan. He had countless times avoided entering such a result, avoiding placing himself on the other end of the roulette wheel like a desperate gambler.

But after the time after time stepped, he returned to his place, holding such a plan in his hands.

Brando smiled slightly. He really wanted to follow Amandina's plan. It was so stable and simple. The damsel's choice was so logical.

"But ..."

"Brando, in the end you are still Brando ..."

He shook his head with a mockery.

But his eyes have become firm. In this case, let him execute this plan --, even if there is only one chance! But just like in the past, like he was Sophie, Level 130 and warrior, he faced Madara's with thousands of horses.

Step by step, to success.

Or die --

Brando turned back and saw the young apprentice wizard chasing him up from behind. The youngster seemed to rearrange his emotions, and his face returned to that apathy.

"Master?"

"Did you hear the voice?" Brando didn't answer, just asked so.

"What sound?"

"The Voice of War --" Brando took out a silver Card from his arms and replied lightly.

At that moment, the earthquake shook, and noble cavalry had killed -- from the corner of the street