The Amber Sword

Scene 18 Turn

After defeating Sasar, Brando led the refugees further south. They attacked another undead army about an hour and a half later, copying the refugees' team that had been cruising into Madara's search line between the second and third floors since the last victory.

In front of them are two nets composed of three columns of Diren, Gullob and Leodius. Behind them are skeletons of mountains and mountains, which seem dangerous, but in fact enjoy a clever balance, like The calmness in the eyes of a typhoon is the same.

Although the battle inevitably brought death and injury, Brando's plan still worked.

Peregrine falcons at the Madara Undead Army south of the Deer Hunting Hills quickly discovered a huge problem—the refugee team that was supposed to be in their encirclement now seemed to have disappeared with wings. When the 'dead mag' Magus and Alberton and Wessa converged, they merged south with Gullob, Deren and Redeos-but they did not find it until they plowed the area again. The group of refugees who fled into Yinqueshan.

Could it be that the information is wrong?

As a cunning general, Margus never believed in luck. It immediately wondered if the other party was hiding in a valley, waiting for the undead army to sweep across the hilly ground.

Magus immediately ordered all the undead troops in this area to release all scouts, and searched again and again in all directions along the convergence point, and it was necessary to find the refugee team.

But as soon as the scout released, Gullob, the commander of the seventeenth column of the left wing of Madara's Obsidian, quickly found that he had lost the trace of a squadron in his hand, and the black knight Sasar who led them seemed to disappear. . And it hadn't figured out what was going on, and Diren, the twelfth column commander, also encountered the same confusion.

Both soon realized that there might be a mysterious army that broke through their siege silently and went behind them-

But how did this happen? How did a team of one or two thousand people escape from the net formed by dozens of scouts? If it was luck, this luck would be great.

But the two did not dare to neglect, and immediately notified the news to Margus. ‘Dead Sick’ was furious on the spot, and almost could n’t help but throw the scroll box containing the battle map on the faces of the two men.

It almost pointed at the noses of the two men and yelled: "You garbage of no use! The third batch of graduates of the Black Rose Academy of Bromanto are useless maggots! Get out of sight immediately!"

Gullob and Deren didn't dare refute, and retreated in disgrace. Then Magus calmed down, called Alberton and Wessa, and ordered the undead army to spread out on both wings, in case the refugees went out from both sides of the encirclement.

Then he issued a second order to make the other three column commanders search backwards. Although it looked down on the newborn dark nobles of Madara, just as it looked down on Kabex's stupid idiot, but at the moment had to rely on their power.

After all, this is the power of Madara's new generation-

It only worries if it reacts too late.

But in fact, Brando had just passed the second blood squadron of the Blood Witch Redeos at the moment, trailing the other third squadron about three miles away.

His plan was a little different from what Margus expected.

Brando raced past the refugees on both sides, pointing out the key members of the refugees who were riding on horses, and making them turn back loudly. His move is not surprising, in fact Brando has done this several times to keep refugees from avoiding Madara's undead scouts.

When those key members saw the Knight Cavalier, they subconsciously ordered the refugees in their area to turn around. But some of them leaned up cleverly and asked fondly: "Sir, have you found the scout cavalry of those monsters again?"

"No, no, you have them turn north and throw away everything except food, water and weapons. We are ready to speed up."

Brando sat on horseback and watched them answer.

What he said surprised these people, North? Isn't that the direction that Madara's army is in, but they managed to escape from that direction, how could they kill them back?

Isn't this adult suddenly frustrated?

Brandore tightened the reins and made the horse turn around. He looked at the restless people and comforted him, "You can rest assured that I am not crazy yet. Go and do it. This is our only chance to survive. —— "

Everyone looked at Brando in silence. But what can they do besides believing in this adult? The aristocrats in Ridenburg have long abandoned them, and only this benevolent knight stays with them to share their hardships and lead them out of trouble.

Moreover, the other party was so wise and brave. Listening to the mercenaries, the adult was as invincible as the God of War Mars on the battlefield. Although this sounds like bragging, but the news of victory and the continuous return of weapons from the front are all evidence of this.

They thought of it, and their skepticism couldn't help but shake. But what does the adult plan to do? Is it like what the security cavalry said, that the sword in his hand can really lead a way to a miracle?

Brando saw that they were silent, knowing that his prestige had been faintly established. It was a pity, however, that these prestige only depended on this difficult situation for the time being, and these honors would disappear before the end of the first Black Rose war.

Therefore, he knew that only personal strength was the benefit he could gain from this war. He told himself that he must see the direction of history and not be blinded by these illusory things.

He thought about it, turned his horse head and ran forward. It seemed to feel that the atmosphere was gradually tense, and the scattered mercenaries gradually moved closer to their 'lord', and the valley was rumbling for a while, and everyone stopped to watch this scene-as if a king was calling His knights.

The battle was about to begin again, and everyone's nerves were strained involuntarily.

After all, this night seems to be very easy, but it is actually racing against time. Except for the fight, Brando almost held Shire's silver pocket watch almost all the time-the cold sweat in his hands even soaked the case at the most tense moments.

How thrilling was the previous battle? Sometimes it ’s just a few minutes behind another undead scout—and these minutes are the gap between heaven and hell.

Brando finally came to the forefront of the team, and Freya and her self-defense team were already waiting there. In addition to her, there are others such as Bartom, Mano, Votaron, Reto and Yuliel. They all received Brando's notice early, but they didn't understand the young man's intentions.

They've got behind the army of the undead, and it looks like the previous plan has been halfway fulfilled, but why is Brando trying to get them back?

Had it not been for Brando's steady leadership in their hearts at this moment, I am afraid that these experienced mercenaries would not just wait for his explanation. Even Freya, who was sitting weakly on the horse's back, looked uneasy, watching him several times before trying to speak, but she couldn't stop talking.

Brando glanced at her.

In fact, he had received news that the undead was spreading to both wings, trying to block the line of refugees who only existed in imagination. The other three columns also seem to be swept backwards. It seems that they have few options. Even those who have been following him can't help but wonder if they are going to move along the 'circle' to the two wings, and 'Dead Slap' race.

This is not surprising, it's just human beings to benefit and avoid harm.

Kemadara has gathered two war groups and seven columns in this area. Even if these amazing numbers of undead come together on a geographical scale, the area occupied by them is still astonishing-the refugees have to bypass almost twenty. The inside can avoid contact with the other side completely.

Therefore, it is not realistic to accomplish such a feat, especially when the opponent is also unfolding to both wings.

In fact, Brando's plan was to let these people kill him along the way again, giving the zombie lord an unexpected surprise.

After smashing two Madara squadrons, the collected weapons were redistributed enough to arm an army of five or six hundred people, and Brando made no distinction between all the more than two thousand refugees who could be armed After the transfer of men and women, the Self-Defense Force has expanded to a size of nearly 500 people.

Of course, as long as he separates Reto and others out of command, he can draw more people. However, that was no longer necessary. When the Madara army unfolded too quickly towards the wings, the central force was inevitably thin-the conditions for a counterattack were fully mature.

Brando has a much better scout than Madala, and of course he has the right to choose when and where to fight with how many of Madara's army, which is also his greatest advantage.

Now he is going to use this advantage to kill Madara again, so that they can't figure out exactly what he wants.

But he stopped the horse, and did not rush to explain his intentions, but looked at Freya first. The girl's pale and shaky face on horseback couldn't help asking: "You go down and rest, Freya?"

Freya glanced at him angrily.

Brando smiled bitterly: "Who made you stubborn and hurt, I said, let me bandage you and you don't listen."

The future Valkyrie suddenly turned red at the neck, thinking what shameful words this guy was talking about. How could a girl make him bandage?

She hated Brando's nonsense as soon as she spoke, and couldn't help turning her head to ignore him, so as not to mislead others.

But Brando was a little dazed when he saw this scene, and he said that Shire would not lie to himself. From this look, it seems that Freya liked him? He couldn't help but look back suspiciously at the young mage obediently.

"Master, what can I do for you?" Shire was stared at him, and he had to answer daringly.

"No, no." Brando quickly shook his head.

Brando looked back again, only to find a group of mercenaries staring at him and Freya snickering. In fact, since the day and night they had inquired from Shire about all the relationship between the Lord Lord and the two ladies around him.

Of course, it was because of this that Brando really made them feel a sense of intimacy and pulled them back from the many auras in their hearts. People are always willing to believe in people like themselves, they will awe the genius, but they will not trust them from the bottom of their hearts.

"What are you laughing at?"

"No, no, Lord Lord, you read wrong." The crowd answered in unison.

"I hope so," Brando glanced at these guys with a bad temper. "Otherwise, be careful of your butts! Well, I don't want to explain too much to you. I just say one word-ready to fight!"

He pulled out his sword.

And when the refugees once again gathered under Brando's sword.

As soon as this huge team turned around, the first 'Blood Witch' Redeos fell over. This time Brando didn't hide their tactical attempt at all-he had only one tactic, that is fast, Faster!

The 500-strong self-defense regiment and more than 50 cavalrymen almost looked like a dragon and ran over from the squadron arranged by Leodius on their left side. Lando.

When the young men led his knights swept through like a whirlwind, it was not until half an hour before Redeos realized that he had lost his left wing.

When the intermediate necromancer passed the news back to Magus, Brando had already advanced three miles. At this moment, he was stepping on the body of the only squadron captain left by Gullob. Refugees are accelerating.

Keep accelerating.

He couldn't help but glance at the white deer statue, about fifty minutes before the night of the knight's throne appeared--