Act 13 Before the First Battle

Act Thirteen Before the First World War

After the refugee team left the valley, they headed east all the way. There was no open fire, and the entire long team was immersed in darkness.

Occasionally, the team meanders in the mountain stream, and looking towards the dark hilltop, there are shadows of fir tips. If it weren't for the stars, it would be difficult for anyone to discern the direction in this environment. People behind can only passively follow the team in front, one after another. The whole team is composed of ordinary citizens. Although their fear makes them conscious, they still move forward Sometimes the bells jingle.

Under Brando's instructions, Freya divided the refugees into several areas, and each area had two backbones responsible for maintaining order. Freya told these small citizens what to do, and Brando told them what would happen if they didn't know how to do this. This kind of kindness and power can barely restrain the entire team.

But several experienced captains were not too worried. Leto and Mano had rich experience in fighting, and told Brando that the voice could not be heard too far in the lush forest. At most, the distance of an arrow would become like a whisper. .

And the Fulong Tower of the White Mane Swordsman Group listened to the wind passing by the top of the mountain, and the rustling sound of the trees had already overwhelmed all other sounds, telling Brando that hearing was not as effective as vision in this environment.

Brando listened to the sound of the wind, which came from a distance, like pines, and like birds flocking in a fir forest, making a creaking sound, but when listening carefully, it has a unique flavor: light and long, long , like the sound played by a group of wonderful musical instruments in the mountain wind; and like a mysterious whisper, it is an unknown existence in the forest telling the world.

In Golan Elsen and even the entire southern region of Eruin, people described the whispers in the forest as the whispers of witches to deceive people. Legend has it that many people never returned in the forest because they were tricked by witches.

These legends are of course unbelievable, but there is a strange sense of mystery when tasting it at this moment.

Brando led the horse and walked on one side of the team, followed by other mercenaries. Since everyone has only one horse, the riders try to save the horse's physical strength in case of possible battles at any time. Although the war horses in this world are extremely strong, with about 20% more physical strength than ordinary horses, in fact, cavalry seldom use horses as mounts, because they are also too weak in the battle here .

They have deviated from that valley to the east by about ten miles, in fact, they have left the range of Yinque Mountain. It's not like a society with a highly developed civilization. The smallest hill has to be marked with a code name. For example, Brando doesn't know what the name of this hill should be.

It should belong to the southeastward extension of the Buck Hills, but it deviates from the road and is uninhabited. Only in the hunting season are hunters passing by here, so sometimes hunters' cabins can be seen in the mountains.

Brando had already released the gargoyle and let it go southwest. At the same time the scout cavalry retrace their steps.

About half an hour later, the news came back. The two experienced mercenaries looked pale when they saw Brando, and they found bones all over the mountain at half the original distance.

Brando can guess that scene:

When you see a sea of ​​gray and dark skeletons slowly appear from the top of the mountain, and then flow through the forest a little bit, and then pour down, leaving only a rushing sound in the mountains, it is really shocking.

Therefore, while calming the two mercenaries to go down to rest, he told others about the weakness of these skeletons, so that they would not lose their fighting spirit due to the imminent danger.

He sent spies to the northwest

Brando knew Madara's customary arrangements for this season. Layer by layer, it can be flexibly mobilized, and the control range of scouts is also very large, which can be supported both front and rear. This tactic is designed to give full play to the numerical advantages of Madara's undead army. In fact, in the early days of the Black Rose War, the dark lords once carried forward this tactic with their excellent mid-level and lower-level commanders.

But it has a fatal flaw.

That is the eyes. Once the support of the ghosts is lost, there will be a huge gap between the squadrons, especially in such mountainous areas, where it is easy to be separated and interspersed by the opponent. And another weakness is that if the commander is too inferior, such an arrangement will easily lead to a classic refueling tactic.

Of course, the reason why Madara's army dared to adopt such an arrangement before the second Black Rose War was also a manifestation of self-confidence. They could use too many excellent talents in this era.

On the other hand, there are not many means of discovering ghosts in this era.

It's just that Brando just happens to know one.

He couldn't help but look up at the hillside

Mano led the militiamen of the self-defense regiment to shuttle through the fir forest. This experienced mercenary kept turning his head to look at the beautiful white stag in the valley below. Brando told him that it would point out to them where those terrible undead were hiding. place.

Mano was skeptical about this. He wanted to fight in a well-behaved manner, instead of being mysterious like a wizard. It was as if they had already left the refugee team far behind, almost a mile away, but the beast still didn't respond at all.

But just as he was about to scold his mother, he saw that elegant creature suddenly turned its head in one direction, and put its hooves against the ground, showing a restless expression.

over there!

Mano immediately pointed the scimitar forward, allowing others to rush over quickly.

In that direction was a fir forest that was no different from other places, but just as they surrounded them from the left and right, a faint light emerged from the forest, like a pale shadow, and then Gradually forming a halo of a human figure floating in the air.

Isn't it a ghost, Martha?

Not only the militiamen behind him, but even Mano himself stopped, but the pale figure had already let out a scream and rushed towards these militiamen with claws and claws.

The ferocious scream made everyone's hearts icy, but it made the voices in the forest suddenly quiet down.

Mano felt that he had never fought such a strange battle in his life. For a moment, the ghostly blurred face looked like many of his dead comrades in arms, but he hurriedly shook his head to get this idea out of his mind. Brando told him : All these are illusions, so don't take advantage of them.

He didn't dare to doubt that young man at all now, the scene in front of him was really weird.

Mano tightened his grip on the scimitar in his hand.

The bright blade swung out, and the blade passed through the ghost's body, but immediately formed a layer of ice. Mano didn't know well, and he didn't have a real sense of shock, which meant that he had missed the knife.

The ghost is between the spirit body and the substance, and the physical attack has a half chance of missing.

It was too late for Mano to make a big evasive movement, the opponent's pale fingers had already stretched towards the five orifices on his face. He turned his head at a critical moment, allowing the opponent's slender fingertips to pass through his shoulder.

The seasoned mercenary immediately rushed to the bone-chilling cold, as if his entire left arm had completely lost consciousness.

"Attack, you bastards!" he yelled at the petrified militiamen as he slumped to the right. Only then did these citizens react, and they all raised their spears to stab the ghost.

Three spears passed directly through the looming shadow, but the other two lifted the ghost upwards, causing it to let out a scream.

Mano took advantage of the momentum to bounce up from the ground, and stabbed at the pale light and shadow obliquely. This time he was lucky, he hit the soul essence of the opponent with a knife, and the strength of the black iron swordsman exploded in an instant, making the ghost scream and disappear

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but sat down on the ground with weak hands and feet. No one spoke. In fact, even Mano, a veteran, felt a little bit sympathetic.

But at the moment there was only one thought on his mind: How did that young man know this?

The young man withdrew his gaze. Both Mano and Bartom had done a good job. He couldn't help but feel lucky to have these veteran mercenaries under his command, otherwise it would be really troublesome for him to deal with these mid-level undead.

However, the white stag of the soul statue is actually a very common exorcism item, but it takes a certain amount of imagination to link it with the military. Brando couldn't help but look back at Freya. Invented by Valkyrie.

Does this count as plagiarism?

But in any case, Madara lost these ghosts as eyeliners, and they must feel uncomfortable this night. Perhaps the necromancers who control them will soon find that the ghosts they sent have disappeared collectively in a certain direction, but this does not mean that they still need to verify and wait for news again.

An hour or two is enough for him to do a lot of things.

The gargoyle continued to fly southwest, and Brando finally saw a skeleton cavalry walking through the woodland. He didn't know if he missed anything else before, but presumably this should be the front line of a column of investigation.

So he found another skeleton cavalry three minutes later.

At the same time, Madara's tactical characteristics in this period coincided with his thoughts in his mind. He let the gargoyle cross several mountain streams along the direction tangent to the ridge, and he soon saw a black and dark bird in the valley. army of skeleton soldiers.

About two hundred, a squadron.

The gargoyle continued down the valley, exactly as he had imagined. Brando immediately found two other squadrons. Although he couldn't see which column they should belong to, none of the generals at the commander level of the Madara column were easy to mess with during this period.

He thought that the white knights Alberton and Weisa should not have reached such a rear position, but it should always be one of Diren, Gulob or Blood Witch Laitios.

Two generals, five columns, nearly 10,000 undead, concentrated in the hills with a width of only 20 to 30 miles, the army of undead really began to advance in a big way under the night

Time became a little tight.

Brando also wanted to see how big the depth area between the second and third floors of Madara was, and where the other column was, but the gargoyle had already reached the maximum flight range. Of course, although he had fooled Madden and Bresson before, saying that the gargoyle had scouted the entire Butch area in one day, in fact the gargoyle was not omnipotent.

It was one past five in the morning.

The news from the northwest also came back. As Futalong expected, a large number of zombies and elite troops of dead maggots appeared in that direction, and they came from the Jianshi River Valley.

When the news spread among the mercenaries, everyone's expressions were a little dignified. They had a little luck at first, but they didn't expect it to develop into the worst result in the end.

As a result, the refugee team fell into siege. Of course, unless they can speed up to break through the siege to the north, and escape the gap before closing the siege.

But the mercenaries looked at the refugees, then at Freya and Brando, knowing that this was unlikely.

Everyone was silent for a while.

Freya grabbed the rein nervously and subconsciously cast her gaze at Brando.

And only Brando took a look at his pocket watch, then got on his horse, as if he didn't care about the surrounding atmosphere at all

He drew out his sword with a clang, and said to these people, "Listen up, everyone."

The young man's voice was powerful and powerful.

"There are two squadrons in the southwest of us, two to three miles away from us, and one squadron in a further direction. And four undead scout cavalry came from those directions. I want to tell you It's us who are going to kill two of them and attack one of the squadrons to open the hole"

"We're going to go behind the dead maggots, as we planned."

"We have two hours to complete all this, and two hours later we started playing hide-and-seek with Madara's army of undead." Brando raised his sword, pulled the rein and let the horse spin around in front of everyone, showing Mocking look.

"Why, are you afraid?"

There was a complete silence.

Everyone was stunned at this moment, how did this young man know all this? He wouldn't be talking nonsense, would he?

But although Brando was unexpected every time, most of them knew that he never said anything. Especially when he stood upright on the horseback, raised his sword and pointed to the southwest, and every word he said was convincing, just like when he led them to charge.

It seems that the direction his sword is pointing at is the road leading to miracles, no matter how difficult and dangerous it is, a road will eventually be opened up.

That is after the thorns parted, leaving a trail of blood

Brando looked at these people without saying a word, just like he led those like-minded people to charge Madara together. Some people once said that he is the most qualified attacking regiment leader, because once he makes a decision, he moves forward.

No one spoke.

But all the mercenaries got on their horses, and there was a sound of metal rubbing together.

"It's all about winning."

"Long live Eruin"