Act 118 Ambush IV
The remaining troops in one place were defeated.
The previous battle seemed to be over in a moment. Brando hardly made any move. He just used his space elements to force the knights behind the guards to stay in place, and then Huang Huo took action to deal with them one by one. Those ordinary people who are vulnerable.
Instaron and Tagus only taught a few guys who didn't have eyes to cross the line. When they sheathed their swords, there were only a bunch of town guards left on the ground looking for teeth.
What makes Rosalin's knights dumbfounded is that they are still nailed to the street by an invisible force. Not to mention raising their feet, they can't even move a finger. They can only look at themselves dryly. His men were beaten severely.
They were like puppets and were nailed to the street along with their wingless dragons, lined up in a row, as if these beaten-up guys with teeth missing all over the ground invited the audience to support them. In addition to watching, they could probably do more He yelled a few words, "Zha Za Hu Hu".
It's just that they haven't figured out how to organize their lines yet, and this one-sided battle has come to an end.
The knights didn't understand where the ghostly power that locked them tightly came from, but this did not prevent them from using their brains to guess who did it.
Except for a few people,
For example, the short black leather knight who is still clamoring for Brando, a country bumpkin, to see what a big scene is. He probably still thinks that Brando is one of those loners wandering in the wilderness. He has never seen it. The power of human beings united by order and state.
Instar Dragon felt a little sad for the city lord of Rosalin. He was thinking about the reason why the lord sent such an envoy to have such a group of mentally retarded people under his command. Even if you haven't seen what your wanted opponent looks like, you still don't have the forethought to find out why this person is wanted?
"Do you want me to shut him up?" Tagus asked gracefully behind Brando, probably a little annoyed by this guy. Madara is a silent country, and noisy people have probably been thrown into the abyss of eternal death to feed the ice dragon.
Under the dome of the Hall of Eternal Death, apart from the pattering footsteps of the dark nobles on the smooth obsidian floor, there is only the quiet breathing of the ice dragon. The undead occasionally propose to their eternal queen. Opinions, but concise and to the point.
Brando shook his head, he wouldn't do anything for such a trivial matter. What's more, that person's words have no effect other than making him look bad.
Ridiculous, he has never seen such a big scene. He once talked and laughed with the Dragon of Dusk. Little Roman is so much higher than these guys, he is really a loser.
He didn't let go of these knights because he knew that what was coming was just Lord Rosalin's forward. Of course, calling him a forward might be a bit too flattering, because Brando had always suspected that these people were not coordinated well. That's why he appeared in front of him first.
Subtle vibrations on the ground came from the front and back directions. He could easily detect that a large force of men was surrounding the place by mobilizing in several nearby streets. He guessed that their original intention should be to surround his group and then hand it over to the Lord of Rosalin, but this somewhat complicated tactical arrangement obviously made it difficult for these tactical qualities in Cruz and even in Eruin. Knights who can't even keep up with the local garrison.
Although their personal strength is strong, if they are reluctantly gathered together, they can be regarded as stragglers at best. There is a big difference between a group of headless flies and a group of soldiers.
These knights who inexplicably rushed forward in front of him completely frustrated the lord's desire to surround him. Simply put, he could now walk out of this gap with a swagger, leaving only a cool figure for those who caught up behind him.
But Brando didn't do that. Anyway, he just wanted to meet the lord. See if you can convince him to let the Yufeng family's fleet go. After all, riding on the ghost ship of the undead is not a comfortable experience.
He only patted Huang Huo's somewhat tense shoulders. He signaled to the latter to rest assured and not to hold his sword so tightly. He was a little pity that the sharkskin scabbard of the sword was covered with a beautiful sheath with embroidery thread. Now these threads are probably called this easy to take seriously. The little girl's palms were soaked with sweat.
"Mr. Brando." Huang Huo realized that he had lost his composure and quickly turned around to apologize to Brando. Although her strength was considered top-notch in Rosalin, her mentality still failed to break away from that of a rookie. Even though she was calm, she was still unavoidably high. Evaluate the enemy's level and treat every battle as a life and death battle.
Although this kind of mentality is not necessarily undesirable, it would be too rigid and dogmatic to think that as a human being, you have to concentrate and go all out to crush an ant.
"You don't have to be so reserved." Brando replied. He was somewhat optimistic about Huang Yu's sister. He and Aike were good friends, so because of this relationship, he also wanted to help each other.
What's more, Phoenix Fire is like a piece of simple jade. Anyone with a warrior's heart will inevitably be moved when he sees it. Brando can completely believe that as long as time is given, the other party's achievements will be limitless.
In the past, her name was not included in the Amber Sword, maybe because Jiufeng was too far away, or maybe her time had not yet come.
He believes that once Phoenix Fire appears in the game, it will definitely be the top-notch NPC, perhaps no less impressive than Gray Sword Saint Mephistopheles, Great Holy Seat Vara, and Blue Sword Saint Veronica. Maybe even as good as the likes of Solomon and William.
The thought that came into Brando's mind startled him. A mortal with the potential to surpass the Silver People? He pressed his temples, wondering if he had thought too much these past few days, and how could he come up with such strange thoughts for no reason.
In the history of Warnd, such a character has never been born. The average level of mortals is far lower than that of the people of silver, and the top group of mortals are often not as good as the top ones of the people of silver. Humans, although the growth span of mortals is indeed the largest among the silver and gold races, their final stop is far behind the latter.
Even after the Great Demon Tide, this tendency has only weakened, but it has not changed.
He couldn't help but take a closer look at Huang Huo, as if he wanted to see some clues in this little girl, but he didn't know that his gaze seemed a bit rude, and even Huang Huo blushed at his sight, thinking to himself: Mr. Lando looked at himself a little strangely.
Fortunately, Mr. Liu is not here, otherwise he might have thought that Brando had something wrong with their princess.
Brando did have some unreasonable thoughts about Phoenix Fire, but it was not the unreasonable thoughts that most people thought. It was the first time he had the idea of accepting a student. Although he promised to teach Little Phoenix swordsmanship in Butchi, he did carefully train him for a period of time after that, but it was only to lay the foundation for Little Phoenix's future and pave the way for his understanding of swordsmanship. It's because although little Phoenix has great talent, he's not good enough to draw attention to him. Secondly, the latter's personality is too different from his, and he should have his own path.
But in Brando's eyes, Huang Huo's talent coincided with the talent he had seen in the top warriors, as if he was born with calmness and coolness, and had an innate acumen for combat. In Amber Sword, there is a saying for this kind of talent, which is called fighting like instinct.
It sounds a bit like a beast, but it is indeed a beast, a battle full of wildness, a battle that is often the most unpredictable and threatening to their opponents.
Such talent can be encountered but cannot be sought, but most people who become warriors will have some in their bodies, whether they are born or acquired, including Brando himself, but there is a huge difference between conscious cultivation and unconscious possession.
He had only seen someone like Huang Huo who naturally combined a seemingly innate calmness with a beast-like keen fighting talent, and she had no idea about it.
To be precise, it wasn't a person.
That was the sky dragon Teoskraz, the strongest warrior in the history of the dragon clan. Its partner was the almost-god-like Vaiwenros, the successor of the next generation of dragon gods.
Yes, in Brando's eyes, Huang Huo is a natural warrior, but not a swordsman. Her path is not to face the enemy with a sword. The little girl may not realize this yet, but Brando believes that there will always be a way to fight the enemy with a sword. One day she will understand this.
He raised his head, and the vibrations on the street became more obvious, while the knights not far away were still as motionless as puppets. If he had used the power of his elements to immobilize so many living people in the past, and they were still living people with golden strength level, I am afraid that the order points would have disappeared like flying, but now his order pool is standing still. , that is to say, he immobilized these people as if it was a natural reaction of the law, and he didn't use much force at all.
This is the difference between the plain with extremes and the plain without extremes. These people may not yet understand that they have already fallen into the scope of Brando's Law Domain. However, at the peak of the extreme realm, the material world of the Law Domain is integrated, and outsiders cannot see it with the naked eye.
If they had the strength to manifest the elements, they would be able to slightly detect some differences, but unfortunately they don't.
To be continued. .