Act 213 Preparing for War (2)

Act 213: Preparing for War (2)

The situation of the druids surprised Brando. There were more than a thousand survivors in the Green Tower alone, and the number of druid apprentices and tree elves who gradually gathered from various settlements The number actually exceeds a quarter of the total aboriginal population in the Ring of Trade Winds. This is much better than the tragic scene of ten days after the wolf disaster in history. Brando originally thought that the Druid side would have to pay a greater price to reverse the course of history by himself, but now it seems that he has done better than imagined. This shows that thousands of players in history may It didn't play any role at all, but the two great wizards of the Silver Alliance, William and Turaman, played the role of a needle in the sea.

The druids welcomed them back from the Ring of Trade Winds with the highest standards. Although the city was in dire straits at the moment, hundreds of high-level druids still drew precious mana from the natural pool and traveled ten miles away. The Wall of Roses began to pave a path of flowers for Brando. The day the group arrived at the Green Tower, the entire city almost came out in full force.

The boys were a little excited, because Brando had joked with them before that there might be an elf beauty offering a sweet kiss, which made several noble children's eyes light up; of course, the imagined scene did not appear, and the elf girl was still there. Reserved and conservative, they hid in the woods and looked at these 'foreign' heroes with some caution and curiosity.

There were no sweet kisses, but at least everyone received a bouquet of garlands from the elf girls, and Brando even had two bouquets. Unfortunately, he had not had time to see clearly the appearance of the two elf girls who gave him the garlands.

It was Quinier who led the group of Druid elders out to greet them. The leader of the tree elves strode up to Brando, opened his arms, hugged the young man and gently touched his shoulders left and right. This is the highest courtesy a hunter can give to his comrades. It can be seen that the leader of the tree elves has recognized the honor of fighting side by side with Brando. For the elves, this is a life-and-death friendship.

Then Quenir stepped back and said in Dryad: "A'atn ess." (The forest is evergreen with you, my friend.)

Fortunately, Brando understood. He also calmly replied in the tree elf language: "atar s dar, x'dr un." (The forest is evergreen, and the bow strings sound.)

A trace of surprise flashed across Quinir's face. The language of the tree elves, which evolved from the language of the Wood Tribe, was completely different from the mainstream language of the sylphs. He originally did not expect this human friend to understand the meaning of his words, but He planned to explain after finishing speaking, but he didn't expect that Brando not only understood it but also answered in full compliance with the etiquette of the tree elves.

The Druid elders behind Quinil also looked surprised. A human being knows their habits very well, which is very incredible in human society. Of course they don't know that Brando is different from ordinary people.

He has 'used' to live in many places and understands many humanities and customs that ordinary people never understand.

At this time, a kind smile appeared on Quinier's face: "You have lived up to our expectations, and we will not break our oath. Now you are the lord of this land." He raised his hands, with a Holding a white acorn.

Brando was shocked when he saw the acorn: "Is this the fruit of the holy white oak tree? Are you giving me this thing...?"

In the tradition of tree elves, the holy white oak tree is worshiped as the guardian and destination of all spirits in the forest. There is such a holy white oak tree in the place where the fire is stored in the Green Tower. It is the symbol of all elves and Dru. Yi’s spiritual destination. Quinir gave him the fruit of this oak tree, which meant that he regarded him as his master. Generally speaking, only the Druid Grand Elder had the right to hold the fruit of the holy white oak tree.

"You should know our tradition very well, Brando." Quinier held the sacred fruit in both hands and said to Brando.

Brando nodded and looked at the smiling Quinir and the druids behind him with a little surprise. Could it be that because he saved this place, these people just bowed down and worshiped? This is a bit outrageous.

Quinier seemed to see Brando's doubts and explained: "Originally, according to tradition, we and the druids would follow our customs and gradually migrate out of civilized areas to garrison in the new black forest. However, Lord, we have carefully considered your proposal, and if you are really willing to open up the wilderness and trace the ancient sages' path, we are willing to attach ourselves to you."

"There is also consideration for recuperation, right?" Brando asked.

There was a look of appreciation on Quinir's face. As tree elves, they rarely beat around the bush in negotiations. Brando is obviously very aware of their habits and is willing to do as the Romans do. He nodded: "Yes, we and the Druids need several years to recuperate, and these few years are just enough for us to witness you fulfilling your promise."

"I'm afraid a few years are not enough, but if you just want to see if I keep my word, I don't mind." Brando nodded, feeling secretly happy. Things went more smoothly than he imagined. He originally told the druids that his long-term plan was to keep these tree elves, druids, and centaurs. Of course, the Green Tower has suffered heavy losses now. Although the population is better preserved than in history, most of the 10,000 people are old people, children and women. The soldiers have suffered heavy losses in the wolf disaster. Even if they join him, they will not be able to survive for the time being. It can't provide much help in the coming war. It can at best be regarded as a long-term investment.

But Brando did not make a decision immediately after taking over the Oak Tree. He thought for a moment and then said: "But I think we should maintain an alliance. This is my territory, but it is also your home. We have something in common." goals without the red tape.”

"Why?" Quinier didn't expect Brando to refuse. He could see that this young man's original goal was this land.

"I need a wholehearted ally, not a subordinate who feels bound." Brando replied. He knew that tree elves and druids could not get used to living in the way of human society. In this case, he might as well be generous. Some, anyway, druids and tree elf warriors will definitely join his army in order to defend their homeland.

Quinir looked at him seriously, and then he looked back at the other Druid elders. Everyone had a look of satisfaction on their faces.

"You are the most different human being I have ever seen, Brando, can we be friends?" Quinier asked.

Brando nodded. Friends need time to witness. He understood what the tree elf meant.

"So my friend, can I invite you to the celebration we are holding for you?" Quinier smiled slightly.

But what he didn't expect was that this time Brando shook his head: "I'm afraid not, Quinir, I need a favor from you."

"help?"

"Yes, I will leave here temporarily and return to my own territory soon. But I need a batch of supplies, armor and weapons, as well as a batch of Pegasus that can send us out of the Black Forest as soon as possible." Brando replied road.

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding area suddenly became quiet.

Caglis and the old swordsman Kuran behind Brando suddenly understood why Brando hurriedly led others back to the Green Tower. It seemed that something had happened in the territory.

Quinier was silent for a moment.

"Are you in trouble, human friend?"

"Well, my territory is under threat. I need to solve this small problem first before I can come back and continue to fulfill our agreement with you."

"Is it a war?"

Brando nodded.

The tall tree elf leader showed a clear look in his eyes. He straightened up, turned to everyone, and said loudly to the tribesmen in the forest: "Did you hear that? Our human allies need an army that can fight. He I once went deep into danger alone to save everyone here from the darkest situation. Now, my compatriots, are you the kind of people who care about your own lives?"

Quinir's voice echoed through the forest. Brando was stunned. Of course he knew the current situation of the Druid side. It was really difficult for them to continue participating in the war. But what the tree elf leader is doing now is gathering an army.

"Quinir, you..."

"I want to fight side by side with you, fellow human being." Quinir smiled at him: "You are right, this is your territory and our home. How can we protect this precious territory without bloodshed and fighting?" treasure?"

There was no enthusiastic answer.

But the elves holding long bows in the forest came out one after another. Many of them were women, because most of the adult men had been killed in the wolf disaster. Then there are the centaurs. Of course, the centaurs will not take a step back in the pursuit of the glory of battle.

The druids also responded to the call. Such a group of people are indifferent to the outside world, but it does not mean that they are indifferent inside - just like they once promised, the war to protect is meaningful to them.

But even so, the army gathered outside the forest only had a few hundred people. The druid side suffered too heavy losses in the wolf disaster, and there was nothing that could be done about it. But what was beyond everyone's expectation was that before the elves could stand still, another group of people walked out of the forest. They were mercenaries and adventurers. Those humans wore all kinds of armor from all over the world, like an army of beggars, but they all stood up.

After these people came out, the forest suddenly fell silent again.

Soon, a man was elected from among those people.

"Lord, it is with your grace that we can survive this unfortunate disaster. Now I hear that you need an army." The unshaven, somewhat careless man blinked and asked lazily, spreading his hands. He said: "Then I dare to ask, do you need an army that is specially designed for war and is willing to accept your employment?"

Brando suddenly felt a little speechless.

"What price can you offer?" he asked in a deep voice, as if he were really negotiating the price.

"How about a gold coin?" the man asked.

Brando looked at him——

"Okay, now you are my knights. For one gold coin, I promise to take you to witness my victory." He replied.

Without any unnecessary answers, the mercenaries drew their swords and raised them high. A forest of swords. Then the elves put up their long bows.

Strange feelings suddenly surged in Brando's heart. Humans and elves stood together again after thousands of years, and the sacred vows of the past seemed to reappear at this moment. No one will forget today's covenant. Everyone here to witness this moment will probably spend their entire lives recalling this moment.

The young people behind him also drew their swords. This scene was so shocking that even Kuran and Mephistopheles, who didn't have a clear sense of belonging, couldn't help but lose the ability to speak.

Such an alliance may not seem strong, but in the end it seems to have some magic power that can change everything.

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