The Amber Sword: Act 53 The front line of life and death
The fifty-first act of life and death
"Mr. Seibert, look at that." The mercenary head on the side took off the brass tube telescope and glanced at the minaret, then quickly passed it to the noble master around him.
Lord of the Golden Fruit sits calmly on the horse -- horse is bloodline's excellent Aouine Anlieke horse, Aouine's Hussars used them to fight horses, although later changed to biped Wyvern, but nobles still shows his identity by riding -- he took thousands of miles He glanced at the mirror, then handed it to his one's own companion: the chubby industry specialist Burnley.
Lord of the Golden Fruit is not too nervous. Even if Dunn Count died on their site, it was nothing more than to disgrace their reputation. regional nobles like them did not pay much attention to these, and were more profitable. His Majesty the King came down to accountability. Naturally, the old **** Luc Besson stood up, and it was no wonder that the gents in these places were on their heads.
To be honest, he couldn't wait for something to happen to Dunn Count; but he didn't dare to make it too obvious, but only deliberately estimated that the wrong situation had gathered his personal soldiers before launching an attack into the castle.
But one thing, he is bound to get it. He only has the advantage if he gets someone. If a person is arrested by the White Mane Legion people, it is estimated that he will be charged with the crime of amending the military documents.
Burley took a smile and took a look at the telescope, then said, "Someone is on the spire of the tower."
"Makalu, go and tune my archers. The strength must be at least white tier high level, do not come if you do not enter the flow, the opponent is Black Iron level swordsman." Lord of the Golden Fruit pointed up, turned back to the previous Mercenary commanded.
"No problem, lord, just watch it. No matter if he is Black Iron level swordsman or Highland Knight, I must tell him to become a hedgehog." The Mercenary leader made a promise and turned away from the horse.
noble personal soldiers were separated into two columns behind, holding the torch to let the Captain trot all the way. Not far away, Knights was noisily running around on river bank, and the scene was flamboyant and confusing.
Lord of the Golden Fruit frowned: "What a rude guy."
"They appeared there, could it be that, Dunn Count already --." Burnley smiled, making a swipe gesture around one's own's neck.
"Hmm, the second ancestor of the Lules Boerman family. It is all about the mouth to please the Holy Ghost, and he thinks that the dignitaries around his Majesty do not put the whole world in his eyes. People like him are arrogant and go descendant is annoying. So it's normal to cross the street. "Lord of the Golden Fruit hummed from his nose.
"This wonderful man is a well-known naturalist and connoisseur in the court, and His Majesty valued him because of this." Burnley intentionally or unintentionally pointed out the missing words in his companion's language.
"Jester."
During the discussion between the two, Yi Qi Fei Bao. I saw that Knight ran to them in a panic-scarred battlefield, and to report said, "Lord Lord, the White-Mane Corps has arrived."
“Oh? How many people are here? "Lord of the Golden Fruit asked.
"More than twenty, like vanguard."
"Lock them out," he ordered with a whip.
"It is --"
As soon as Knight left, another ride came across him, to report said: "Lord Lord, the archer is in place."
Lord of the Golden Fruit nodded: "This is enough, let Glenson step into the city. I had long suspected that they have the ability to fly. Now it seems that they are inseparable from each other, but this time I told them to fly with wings."
"But Highland Knight, what are you going to do?" Burnley asked aside.
"It was a tricky thing, but now that he has blatantly killed that idiot, let alone he is a descendant of Highland Knight, even if he is in service White Knight member, no one can guarantee them."
Lord of the Golden Fruit raises head, I just saw a dark shadow falling on top of the minaret, and then carried two people to the top of their heads. He immediately tightened his bridle and turned around, just to see the one's own archers are opening their long bows, and a sharp whistle sound command, all arrows are issued --
"Wow, Lord Thane! They have archers!" Ciel screamed loudly on Gargoyle's claws, screaming loudly.
"Nonsense, I don't need you to say I saw it!" Brando replied angrily. He cut a feather arrow in half with a backhand sword, and the strength from his hand fainted --. He sank in his heart. The opponent had at least Black Iron level shooter --. They said they were hooked by Gargoyle with claws. However, the following feather arrows flew in one after another, pī li pā lā hit Gargoyle's wings, although there was no draw for a while, but flying closer to some Brando considered it too busy.
"Fly down," he ordered in a deep voice.
"Fly down?" Ciel widened his eyes, thinking that one's own Lord Thane must be crazy. You ca n’t be shot into a hedgehog Ah? after flying this way.
"We ca n’t fly, we are back That's too late, and they are surrounded by them. Instead, we might as well die, maybe there is still a chance to live." Brando flat land breathed out, staring closely at the black crowd below Said.
"Lord Thane, you are really gambling."
"I believe that one's own ability is called bravery, and pinning fate on luck. This is called recklessness. The key to the separation between recklessness and courage is how to grasp it. This is one of my mottos in game. You must remember it. "Brando turned to one's own Squire.
"game?"
"Did I not tell you, life is like game, game is like life." Brando laughed suddenly, his chest was wide, and he felt like he was awake like never before.
Gargoyle flew a little lower, and the whirring wind was ringing in the ears of the two, and they could almost see the noble personal soldier of Zhang Gong below. However, as soon as the bowstring moved, another wave of arrow rain came. Brando gritted his teeth to block it, but he still rubbed an arrow on the side and brought a touch of blood.
Gargoyle made a twist in the air to attract most of the firepower. As the most famous ones of the monsters defense above Level 20, even Brando's Ring of the Wind Empress can't make it lose its action. These drizzle-like bows and arrows naturally cannot stump it. .
It's just a pity that its maneuverability in the air is also average, otherwise Brando can order it to cover the two with special flight skills. Brando thought about taking out a ruby from his arms. This ruby was still obtained from the noble remains: "Did you Mana Regen?"
"Of course."
"Come, give me a bow."
"Bow?" Ciel took the ruby for a moment: "Lord Thane, at this time, according to my personal suggestion, the shield is better than the bow."
"Offensive is the best defense, Ciel." Brando replied.
"Then look at my --" The young Wizard Squire nodded and raised the gem. "Projection ability, force conversion, and the structure of the bow --" centered on the bright ruby and pulled out by an invisible line. They soon interwoven into a ray of light net, which was smooth and curved to form a long bow composed of lines.
Longbow has no tangible, it is only composed of lines, which is full of mysticism. The arched arms and strings are covered with arduous Laws textures and ancient Rune, representing the power under this Laws. Because tectonics itself is a type of Conjuration Magic, the gem magic sub-branch. In exchange for the energy in the gem, to realize the materialization of the Laws line in this world -- The only Laws represented by the materialization of this bow is the projection ability.
So it doesn't need arrow(s), it can also shoot.
Seeing that Brando took the bow, Ciel reminded: "My Will energy is only enough to open it four times."
"Try it."
The third wave of arrow rain arrives on schedule --
"What kind of monster is that?" Lord of the Golden Fruit asked, pointing to the grey creature with a large wingspan behind Brando. Burnley's eyes flashed beside him, but he didn't answer.
"That is the product of Gargoyle, Lord, Buga Master Craftsman. It is a war puppet."
A mercenary answered respectfully instead.
"That's Gargoyle?" Lord of the Golden Fruit's face changed. He couldn't help taking a sip of cold air. He had heard that Highland Wizard of Callas was a branch left over from Buga wizard. It seems that the rumors really have credibility. He couldn't help but figure it out, offending Highland Knight is okay, offending Buga those Great Wizard is a matter of life --
"Sir Seibert, we have no choice." Burnley's eyes moved, helping to make a difference.
Seeing Lord of the Golden Fruit suddenly turn around and look at him, shocked the industry specialist heart suddenly, and found that he seemed to be overdoing it. The fat man smiled and shook his head: "But Buga wizard is not too good to offend --"
Lord of the Golden Fruit and raises head are a little disturbed.
Brando flies those streamers with a sword, and then throws the long sword from the guard. He raised his bow, looking for the Commander of the archer of the opponent, but soon he saw him alone.
Mercenary leader Makalu stood in the archer team. At first, he hardly believed that the opponent was so boldly diving towards the position. But he quickly recognized that the monster -- was Gargoyle. The experience produced by long-term battle immediately gave him a hint of danger.
He immediately shouted to the adjutant on one side: "It's close enough, let the archer fire again!"
noble private soldiers understand the meaning of this sentence, after a wave of salvo is free shooting. The cavalry on both sides were then ready to seal off the field.
Private soldiers open their bows --
Brando is also breathed in, the bow trembled slightly in his hand. Although Laws's bow does not require skill, he has difficulty maintaining balance on the undulating claws of the high ground. He aimed for a few seconds, gently released the bowstring, and a white light came out of the --. The white light passed through the crowd about five meters behind Makalu and splashed a piece of gravel.
"Oh." Ciel sighed.
Brando is not panic, but appears more calm. He opened the bow again, and the arrow passed through two people and hit an archer behind Makalu, directly blasting the latter out.
He re-opened the bow, Makalu already retreated in panic. He thought it was a wizard attacking him. -- Any ordinary person would be subconsciously when facing wizard.
This arrow shoots down the opponent's aide, and Brando already is corrected more accurately.
"The last arrow, Lord Thane! They are coming back!"
Brando frowned as she saw Makalu getting into the crowd. He hesitated, turned his head and shot an arrow into the group of archers. This arrow blew through three or four people through a dense crowd, and the archers on both sides were frightened to yield.
As soon as the central government retreated, the formation of the private soldiers under chaos immediately became chaotic.
This gave Brando time, he realized that the one's own judgment was correct, and immediately ordered Gargoyle to pull up and over the top of these people. But just when he thought he was in danger, a lasso shot from the crowd and hit exactly one of Gargoyle's wings.
Brando is horrible. Looking back, -- is the Mercenary leader, Makalu.
At this time, the Gargoyle already flew very close to the ground, and this pull even dragged the two men and the war together from the sky.
Gargoyle dragged a rope to make a half arc in the sky, and then crashed to river bank not far away. Makalu yelled in excitement. He let go of the rope and yelled at the private soldier next to him, irrespective of the blood on his hand, "Come on! Hold them!"
The situation seems to have reversed immediately.