The Amber Sword

Act 22

The decision to divide the soldiers into three routes was quickly passed, and the rest was the issue of departure.

Madden personally led the security forces to launch a breakout attack on the dead army of Madara at the scheduled time, while Bryson took the opportunity to lead the remaining village members of the Butch survived, across the dagger beach, while Brando and Roman crossed the Vitzel Mountain Road to Rydenburg to report.

After three hours--

When the dissolution was announced, most of the young members of the security team turned silently away, leaving nothing more than the clanging of equipment collisions when walking.

The campfire was flaking as it burned, and the light shone against a messy shadow, swaying on the beach covered with fallen leaves and gravel. In addition to the attack at dawn, individuals have to prepare a lot of things, and the night is long-the last few hours are more like torment for everyone.

Freya is going to call up the rest of the third team, Brando is going to bring a backpack and pack the remaining bottle of Holy Water # 5 in it. An extra bottle had been used by Jonson, and the young man was rescued in exchange for the goodwill of the Butch villagers and the gratitude of the other relatives-although he said so at the time, he was asked to look at a Brando couldn't do it.

He feels that being a part of modern people affects him at all times, and his resistance to this war-torn world. Brando felt relieved after thinking about it, and it was this pursuit of good things that prompted him to change the world.

He shoved two days' worth of food into his backpack, mainly air-dried meat strips and a kind of cake made of flour, salt and plant tubers with little moisture. The level of world productivity in the sword of amber is still relatively high Of course, you can't see such abundant supplies in the real Middle Ages.

In fact, those who truly understand this world know that this is a world with a low level of civilization, but its development seems to be on a different path from the earth.

But when we took out the flask with holy water No. 5, our protagonist froze a bit. He found a piece of cardboard sticking to the bottom of the bottle. It looked like it was pasted, and he easily took it off.

That thing is bigger than a playing card, with palms long and wide, and a magic pattern on the back. On the front, a knight kneeling on the ground is painted in the style of oil painting, wearing armor, holding a sword with his hands high. .

On the top left of the card is an ancient number ‘ii’, and on the bottom center are six yellow crystals. Brando on this thing knew the six crystals-their scientific name in the game is ‘Elemental Attributes’, and the six yellow crystals are the earth attribute 6.

But what is this?

Brando was very knowledgeable, and there were few things in the game that he didn't know, but the thing in his hand gave him a problem. He thought for a while before remembering that this thing might have been accidentally brought out in Gijond's grave, but this did not provide him with any clues.

In the game he can retrieve a lot of messy knowledge, but here Brando himself has a local knowledge, a basic knowledge, a military organization knowledge, what do you let him retrieve?

Under all circumstances, he couldn't help but raise the card and asked the lady who was pulling out the needle thread from the bag and was concentrating on repairing a worn thread on the edge of his skirt: "Do you know this thing, little Roman?"

"No, don't call me that!" Roman's little eyebrows were raised at once. "Well? What is this, Tarot?"

"I know Tarot."

"I don't know then."

Brando looked at the card and was about to say something. Suddenly his eyes narrowed slightly, and he saw Bryson and several young members of the guard team leading the horse away from the shadow of the woodland not far away.

What do these guys want to do? Suddenly he thought of this guy's abnormality when he negotiated with Madden. He was suspicious in his heart. He couldn't help but put the card close to him and stood up to follow.

"Roman, wait here for me."

"Well, Brando."

Although the members of the guard team are excellent young people, their personal strength is far superior to that of ordinary people. Unfortunately, their vigilance is not very good. A group of people went all the way and did not find that they were far behind.

It must be known that Brando was a small team activist at the time, and several people often needed to use covert action skills when they were involved in confronting the Grand Guild. Therefore, although he did not say that he was a master in this field, he was at least an veteran. It was easy to lie to these young people who had no anti-tracing experience.

But Brando himself didn't realize that he had already used the previous techniques in his hands.

This scene is nothing in the eyes of others, but it is incredible in the eyes of Zeta, who sent a whistle on the tree. He recognized at a glance that it was the young man named Brando, and the captain had told them personally that it was just an unskilled guy who could pass the sword.

But the swordsmanship in the militia is nothing in their eyes. The first swordsmanship in the militia is like Freya and Essen. They can play ten casually, but they are disdainful of their shots. Since joining the guard, naturally With their own pride.

It's like Bryson. No matter how you run Brando, I won't ask that I should fight you and teach you something, because it seems to them that they are self-falling.

But what Zeta sees now is not the same. He remembers that when he was taking a scout course, he had a mountain army scout to teach them some practical experience, but he was a prospective knight who had received a red medal Compared with the young man right now, the skills are just the same.

Brando is almost like a shadow in the darkness. Each direction of movement follows the change of fire in the valley not far. If not once, he was right between the light source and Zeta. No chance to find each other.

Is the Deputy Captain Breson's understanding of the other party wrong? In fact, he is a regular scout? Or the spy of Madara?

Zeta suddenly felt nervous. What should he do? First of all, you must not speak up, otherwise the plan of the deputy captain will fall short-here is less than thirty meters away from the camp, and casual movements can attract others.

He couldn't help but take a breath and made a gesture to Lanes on another tree not far away, signalling the other party to pay attention to Brando's direction. And Lanes at first had some strange reasons why this guy always pointed out where no one is. Is it too much alcohol? But he immediately saw Brando in that direction, his face could not help changing.

I'll go. Is this a chameleon?

"What should I do?" He asked immediately.

"I'll go up first, you cover me from the right." Zeta responded with a gesture.

"determine?"

"Well, the opponent's swordsmanship is very good. There is no middle position."

The middle position is the buzzword of the swordsman, which is equivalent to the optimal level of the guards. Above is the white-level swordsman, which is roughly equivalent to 5-20 levels among players. Fearing that the other party might still have hidden strength, Zeta floated Bryson's estimate up.

Lanes nodded, understanding.

...

Brando is also being surprised. More than 20 people, more than a dozen horses, Bresson, are you trying to rebel? However, he knew that this was impossible and unnecessary, and after a while, listening to the people in front whispering, he was about to get closer, but suddenly he felt instinctively a sign of danger.

Too quiet, no worms were heard from the beginning.

Brando's experience is so rich, although generally the investigation and search in their team are done by the nightingales in the team, he still remembers the nightingale who has worked with him the longest-one called ' Shadow 'girl, unfortunately, she stopped playing.

However, after fighting so many battles, he has developed a keen instinct, even the slightest wind and grass movement will cause his alertness.

Just as he had foreseen Roscoe's detection in the old house of Butch that day.

Brando immediately felt that he wanted to bypass his neck from behind. This was the usual method of scouting—Brando leaned back, holding one's elbow with one hand, and holding the other with one hand. Wrist. He slid down, held his hands up, and then suddenly pushed forward—a black figure flew out and snorted against the tree in front.

The strength of the two is similar, but he has a slight advantage. And when he saw the figure falling to the ground, he didn't defend immediately, but turned and rushed at him. He knew immediately that there was another person in the other side.

With a flash of silver, Brando's thorns of light had emerged. He let aside and the sword in his hand was already on the neck of the man who rushed back.

The faint sword light reflects the faces of two people.

With a stunned look at Lanes and Zeta, they thought that Brando ’s swordsmanship might be better than their deputy captain, but they must be limited. They have seen Breson ’s swordsmanship, which is a full member of the guard The best of them can not be regarded as one enemy in terms of swordsmanship.

They couldn't help feeling a little stunned in their dreams, and looked at the sword in each other's hands-what's the situation?

...

"Captain Madden is a veteran of the November war. Everyone knows this. He has served his kingdom once and proved his loyalty. Listen to me, everyone, we have an old saying, don't you? Let someone live, then you should cherish this luck— "

"We can't let a veteran who has retired from the battlefield of honour for nine lives bet his life again, and that's why I made this decision. Please let me lead you to fight for Butcher. Glory, but I cannot escape— "

"Good point, Deputy Captain."

"we support you."

"Captain Madden will understand you."

Bryson smiled, and when Madden ordered him to lead the villagers to break through the beach of Dagger River, he had decided to refuse. But he knew that the old man's temper would never be opposed by him, so he decided to take a gamble.

He also understands that Madden is in order to save him, and the old captain has said more than once that he may one day stand out and become the backbone of the future of this country. But Breson also knew that Eruin didn't need a coward.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help thinking of Brando. The inexperienced guy even offered to cross Xavier Road. He couldn't help maliciously speculating whether the other party was just trying to find an excuse to escape, because it seemed impossible.

But at this time, a quiet sound in the quiet forest made everyone look back.

They saw Brando stepping out of the bushes with his sword pointing at Zeta and Lanes. At first the atmosphere was silent, and then a ghostly look appeared on everyone's face.

"Zeta?"

"Lines, what are you?"

"Haha, I made a mistake." Zeta looked embarrassed.

Brando looked with surprise at the domineering security captain, who was usually ashamed at this moment. How could he not be ashamed? As long as he shouted here, the other party's plan failed Already.

However, Brando did not expect that this guy should be so brave and even want to lead Madonna himself to lead these young people willing to follow him to launch an attack on Madara.

What kind of spirit is this?

Brando thought it was ridiculous, but there were some surprises and admiration. Is this good for young people's simplicity and blood, or is it good for ideal pursuit? But there was a sense of responsibility in Bresson's somber face.

For the responsibility of the deputy captain of the guard.

"What do you want to do?" Breson asked in a deep voice, of course he wanted to use a stronger tone, but unfortunately he didn't want the other party to break his plan.

Although it seems almost inevitable.

Brando put down his sword--