The Amber Sword: Act 6 Natural Thane
The sixth natural Thane
A miraculous scene appeared. In the eyes of those fleeing commoner, the cavalry who rushed to that youngster seemed to be papery. -- They raised their sword to intersect with Brando, and the steel long sword immediately bent and broke It turned back into ten million pieces of steel needles and shot back, and then the huge force urged horse rider to raise the horse simultaneously high, and the whole person flew out.
One, two, three. Finally, the refugees behind Brando couldn't help counting them in unison, all the way to the seventh. The next three people, already, were frightened, and tightened the reins tightly. They dare not rely on them.
Ulliel stared at Brando as if he had seen a ghost. The Markov guards were so frightened that they forgot even the things at hand, but they were rushed by the refugees behind and rushed to the Brando side.
"Who are you?" Cavalry Captain couldn't help but feel a little cold. He has seen those Captain-level characters from the White Mane Legion Swordsman group. The strength of those people and Swordsmanship in his eyes can be regarded as amazing, but compared with the youngster in front of them, it seems nothing.
Who is this sacred?
Brando retracted the sword and also panted one breath lightly. Using Power Break seven times in a row, consuming one-fifth of the total Stamina, Brando felt a little tingling in his arm.
"I said, my name is Dunn." He pointed at the other with his sword: "So, now you can calm down and listen to me, right?"
Ulliel and Markov face each other, can they not listen. Although his eleven subordinates did not say much, they were at least a good player drawn from the local militia. The middle-tier white swordsman level, plus the impact of the horse, is that the general soldiers of White Mane Legion dare not resist.
And he has to make a series of seven swords. The sword sword dies and flies alone. After playing, he doesn't face red heart or beat. In his heart, only the six of Luc Besson's Captain have such a level.
Black Iron middle section, so young, Ulliel couldn't help but swallow a spit. Among the Luc Besson Captain, all of them are 30-40 years old veterans.
"It seems okay." Brando saw Ulliel and Markov stunned, nodded: "I just let you go, but now I regret it. So I take back what I said before, now you give me a road block , No matter how many undead come over, your quest / mission will stop them. "
"Ciel."
"Yes." Ciel jumped off the carriage and saw that Brando flattened him to extend the hand, and thoughtfully handed over his pocket watch.
Brando looked at the time, it was a quarter of an hour before four. But Freya still can't see the figure, he could not help frowning and then looked up and said, "You are City Guards of Rydenburg. It is a matter of time to help the people who are fleeing to fight for time. If I want to remind you, I will fight for --"
"Master, I'm a businessman." Markov didn't dare to be arrogant at this moment, and said carefully.
Brando glanced at him, and said angrily, "You have been charged."
Markov opened his mouth.
"Of course," Brando looked at those City Guardss that had risen from the ground, and replied, "I will is here to supervise you personally. Whoever of you wants to be a deserter, you can come back and try my sword. With me or with Those bones fight, you must choose one of the two. "
He looked back at the commoner -- behind him, besides a small part of them still gathered around him. Before, he was afraid to move because of the threat of Ulliel. Some people who were far away from -- were accelerating to the north as the panic spread. Pushing people, many people were trampled underneath and could no longer climb. Crying, shouting, screaming and screaming mixed together to form a scene like an eschatology. In contrast, they are like a storm eye of a typhoon, and they are calm.
The center of this calm is Brando himself.
"Let ’s go, seize the moment, don't let down the chance that City Guards of Rydenburg has used your life to fight for you." Brando waved his hands to these people, he is not a savior, but there is no favor or gratification.
What he didn't expect was that most people, except for a small number, were reluctant to leave. In fact, these people have also seen the tragic picture of those who pushed and pushed forward. Of course, they do not want to be like that if they are not there. They are more willing to pin their hopes on Brando and hope that this powerful youngster can lead They went out.
There are many powerful people in this world, but not many are willing to protect the weak. What Brando's did with already left a deep impression on these people, especially his last sentence, which gave these lives a sense of trust.
"You don't want to leave?" Brando froze, guessing about these people's thoughts. He knocked on the handle of the sword, and when he turned back, he saw the adoration of Ciel, and could not help asking, "What else do you have to say?"
"In the era of Saint, Knight had eight virtues. Pity is one of them. Every year, there are many Knights who are sworn in at Holy Cathedral of Fire with eight virtues. How many people can really do it?"
"It is the charm of the strong to allow the weak to rely on. The key lies in how we do it, Lord Thane." asked the young Wizard Squire.
"Let them stay, I'll figure out a way." Brando replied, he said as he walked to Ulliel and Markov, and asked, "Are you thinking about it?"
"Of course, of course." The merchant Markov nodded.
Ulliel did not say a word, turn around and call one's own people together, ready to go to the bones and fight hard. They also thought about it, and there was a hint of vitality between those bone racks, and the trouble of looking back for that youngster was likely to die in an instant. And that youngster also said, he will stay, then presumably he will not die.
Ulliel as City Guards Captain, at least in Rydenburg can be considered a momentary talent, these details can be understood at the first thought, there is nothing to lose face. He is not even as unnatural as Markov. Anyway, Rydenburg is also looking at Luc Besson's face and Lord of the Golden Fruit's face. Now look at this youngster's face, and see who's face is not.
Brando really appreciates his bachelor. He stood by the two of them and saw that those horse riders destroyed by his sword were replaced with spare daggers. There was no worry that there would be no weapons.
Except for Ulliel, the faces of the people present were not natural.
City Guards and the guards of the merchants are soaring on weekdays, but in the face of undead creature who is unaware of fear, they are no different from ordinary people. When they think of the horrible existence on the opposite side, they can't help but feel weak. The businessman Markov took a spear and stood next to Brando. His body was as scared as the chaff. Don't say a word, it is even difficult to stand there.
And the commoner behind them all stood there looking at the Brando's back. It is very strange why this noble youth did not run --. They all heard Ciel calling Brando's, and naturally thought he was at least one Knight. But since they decided to follow Brando and Brando did not leave, they would neither nor dare to leave.
The scene was quiet for a while.
The first skeleton soldier quickly appeared on the burning street, then the second and the third. scout, Brando recognized the organization of these skeleton soldiers in the Madara army at a glance. They grasped the sword and came over.
Speed is not fast, but it is not slow.
Brando glanced again at the pocket watch, ten minutes left. If Freya has not arrived after ten minutes, he will let Ciel take Romaine to start with these people first, and he will go to the other person alone. However, if Freya can't even do such a thing alone, although he still treats the other party as a companion, to be honest, he is still a little disappointed.
He put down his pocket watch and saw three skeletons already approaching the merchant guards. Seven people, in fact, as long as they are divided into three groups, they can easily kill these Madara's low grade undead. It's a pity that these wastes collapsed one step earlier, and they fell to the ground softly. They didn't even have the courage to turn around and escape. --
Three skeletons killed seven people.
On the other hand, eleven City Guardss were so scared that they didn't have the courage to help them. Brando just wanted to stab these wastes into --, but he changed his mind. He realized that if he wanted to take those commoner Kill a blood path from the Madara army, and use these people.
"You waste, the courage to bully goodness has gone there on weekdays." Brando shook his head, he turned back and said to City Guards Captain: "You, go up and show them."
"Me?" Don't look at the deepness of the Ulliel city, but it's actually weak.
Brando looked at him for granted and didn't speak.
Ulliel gritted his teeth, knowing that he didn't expect to end well. But what can he do? On weekdays, he is pampered, delicious, and delicious. Swordsmanship has long forgotten about Jiuxiaoyun. He couldn't help but watch his one's own subordinates, but eleven City Guards turned their faces and pretended not to see.
"This group of **** are raised!" Cavalry Captain curse, he raised his sword greetly and greeted him. One to three, that youngster has no meaning of make a move. Others can't stop closing their eyes, almost thinking that they are dead this time, and they can't escape.
But at this time Correct, there was a rumbling sound across the street. -- was a horseshoe. Ulliel is a cavalry himself. He is too familiar with this voice. That is the sound of a cavalry charge. The rumbling sounded as if it was a thunder from the depths of the earth, and the ground gradually trembled. -- is not just him, even the three skeletons felt abnormally looking back.
A lot of life fluctuations.
Three horses jumped out of the blazing flames first, Jianguang flashes, and three skeleton soldiers fell to the ground in already. Then immediately horse rider pulled the reins, let the war horse make a few stops and make a turn to stop --
Brando raises head, Correct seen against the sky, wearing sky blue half-plate armor, holding a sword in one hand, pulling the reins in one hand, leaving behind a long ponytail, a heroic Female Knight.
And behind her, more and more Knight came out of the flames and gathered behind her. Brando sees those people, most of them are dressed in Mercenary, their strength seems to be above low Black Iron rank, and there are still many mid rank standards. He could not help but secretly startled --
Where is this Mercenary? More than a dozen are all Black Iron or above? This is the level of the elite squadron of the White Mane Legion squadron Captain guards. Is this a personal soldier who her father left for her in Freya? Brando knows the true life of Freya's, and naturally can't help doubting the sinuses.
"What about Brando, Romaine?" Freya can't help but look at the person standing in front of him.