The Amber Sword

After Valhalla had witnessed the lord's kindness, Pello Jr no longer doubted who was the most powerful person of Eruin. He stayed while everyone else was surprised by Valhalla's magnificence. One mind. His mind has always been more flexible, so he can notice that the elves and girls who are responsible for receiving them are all the most outstanding shooters among the tree elves, and the magical armor worn by the White Lion Guard non-commissioned officers. This is definitely not the energy that local nobles in a small country like Eruin should have. He thought that those who were against the Earl were absolutely fools, especially those aristocrats north of Eruin, who were all real pustules, a piece of loose sand, not worth mentioning.

The lord Lord is absolutely capable of transforming this small kingdom according to his own wishes. At a glance, he can see that he is an ambitious person and must use them. But he hadn't spoken yet, and Alaia rushed to say; the guy poked his lips, as if he had been uttering this sentence, if he didn't say it as soon as possible, he would die of death: "Master Lord came out to hunt, don't mind You can invite guests, and we happen to be free to help you hunt a bear, an elk or something in this forest. "

"This damn, reckless stupid!" Pelo Jr. wished to kick Alea, but in private had to admit that the latter's straightforwardness was sometimes a good means: "It's just that Cruz's faces are all Tell him to lose it. "

Brando chuckled and replied solemnly: "As a host, I'm sorry to treat guests with a few stinky bones."

"Lord Lord, according to our Cruz tradition, not all the prey hit are grilled on a campfire. You can nail their heads on a wooden board and hang them in the room."

"Hanging the blood-stained head of the blood stick in the room? I don't seem to have such a bad taste." Brando secretly said: "But it's almost the same thing." He set his eyes to the side Little Pelo, understand that this young man is the most talkable of these knights. Of course, there is also a acquiesced attitude, but the eldest son of the emperor has stayed out of this period and rarely leaves the camp. It is like a nobleman who is afraid of seeing light.

Little Pello lowered his head: "Sir, bears and elks are definitely not out of your palm, but I think hunters may still have some problems."

"hunter?"

"Sir, in winter, hunters often invite relatives and friends when they are hunting, and try to choose more experienced hunters, because everyone wants to shoot the best prey first, and young people are furious. They often fight grass and snakes. "

With a stun in his mind, Brando realized what the other person was about to say, and frowned. "You keep talking."

"Master, I have studied some of Cruz's earlier war history. In addition to the war between the temple and the temple, the war between the lords below. Most of them are relatively simple and full of variables. This is not to say that they do not want to Arrange a subtle plan to defeat the opponent in one fell swoop, but the lords mostly understand what their subordinates are like. Their actions are often governed by brain heat or excess fear. They often act in private and destroy the overall situation. Wars between them are often fewer than those who make mistakes. "

Little Peloot barely said that his plan was to talk on paper, and Brando blushed. Fortunately, it cannot be seen in the misty rainy days. In the past, the battles he commanded were performed by professional players. The so-called gap between the player's execution and discipline was compared to the modern army. But for the noble army of this era, it can be called a model. In "Sword of Amber", even small and medium guild players can compete with the White Lion Legion in discipline and execution. Large guilds are even more impressive. After all, as long as it is not very unreasonable or restricts personal freedom command. Most players won't get through with their guild points. These memories of the past gave him an illusion. He almost forgot that it was neither the player nor the disciplined White Lions that were cooperating with him. It is the duke's private army that even the Southern Army and the Vatican Army cannot match. Most of these army are non-branded army composed of 7878 lords and their knights and followers. It is no wonder that there will be no problems. .

His mind was influenced by the set in the game, but he almost forgot it. Fortunately, they were the most professional soldiers at this time. After receiving good training in battle history and field analysis, they could see at a glance the loopholes in his arrangement.

He couldn't help but glance at the thin young man again, there was no unnecessary nonsense in the other party, and only one sentence analysis established their position in his mind. "It seems that it is right to let these sword knights join this battle. "Choose," Brando thought to himself. "It is indeed the future star of the Cruzs. It is not worse than rumors. This sale has not been lost at least so far."

"This situation is already the case, how to remedy it?"

"Master, there is no need to remedy. The situation at Madara is no better than ours. Even this military operation was a product of a momentary brainstorm for Madara. The blood wand brought the sea of ​​the dead moon. The battle-hardened dark lords, but those lords are no different from our lords, and their armies are full of brain heat and wrong judgments. This battle is equal for our two sides, let alone we still There are opportunities, and the military strength is far better than those bones. Victory is inevitable in my opinion. "

Brando calmed down and realized this, what Pello said earlier was just to remind him not to take things too seriously, and at the same time highlight their role.

"Sir, we are more concerned about where you intend to use us."

"You are not suitable for appearing on the front battlefield for the time being, but right now there is a place where you can use it. If those lords really fight grass and snakes, it will inevitably require an army to go behind the blood stick army and delay Take a look at the bone rack. "

Little Pello glanced at the Count Toniger with an admiration, thinking that this was also a wise man, and he knew what he meant. However, they also have their own pride, and replied lightly: "Master, the army of blood canes can't move in one step, not delayed."

"This is the Cruz!" Brando thought to himself, but it was not impossible for a Cavaliers with an average strength above gold and hundreds of people to block the retreat of the Blood Staff.

"Don't make too much noise."

"I will set up the position as Lord White Lion Guard under Lord Lord, and we will evacuate one step before the others arrive."

Brando smiled. Talking to smart people is easy. He looked at the sword-breaker knight present, and could not help but be a pity. If these people were all Eruins, how good? "Want to find a way to keep them?" He suddenly flashed the thought in his mind, but then shook his head. This question was too special. For the little Pelo, they lost the glory of the soldiers, and I am afraid they will grow in the future. Not a real star. The twisted melon is not sweet. "Forget it, take it one step at a time. Besides, there is no genius among the Eruins."

After receiving a positive response from Brando, the Knights of Folding Swords, who had been depressed for a month, seemed to be rejuvenated, and these young knights were energetic one by one. How could I be idle? After learning that I can fight and kill the enemy, I couldn't help but get excited. The preparations of the three Pelo, Brund and Alea also went very smoothly. Since then, I have been strangling a string, waiting for Brando's final response up and down, so at this time, there is actually no need to prepare, but for half an hour, everyone can be ready to go.

of course. It can also be seen that these young people from Cruz are well trained. If they are placed in ordinary noble cavalry, even if they are ready for departure in advance, they will be ready for at least an hour or two.

At this time, Freya arrived in Brando's army under the **** of several Highland knights.

The arrival of Valkyrie brought bad news to Brando.

Sure enough, as Pelo Jr. expected, Grandpa Viero's family members hurriedly launched the attack before Brando arrived. After she heard the news from Ico. Immediately go ahead and report to Brando. And according to Freya. In order to cooperate with Viero's army, Lantonilan's army and the Highland Knights also launched attacks. The battlefield between the two sides is now in the middle of the Slovenian hills, and they are fighting.

After she finished speaking, she couldn't help but look at Brando's face, thinking he would be furious, but did not expect Brando to just smile and shake her head, as if had expected: "Freya, you Go get ready. The White Lion Guard is waiting for the order to strike. Meditis will cooperate with you. This is the first real war in Tonigull's army. I will also give the wind shooter to your command. "

"Brando?"

"Viero and Lantonilan's army are moving. We must also speed up to cooperate with them. They want to suffer and let them get better."

"But does it matter?"

"It's okay, the blood cane won't win, but some people will lose a lot. Instead, we, Freya, this is the first battle between the White Lion Guard and the wind shooter. I hope they can give this. All enemies of the kingdom are impressed. "

"All enemies?"

Brando nodded.

In his mind, those decaying vines and dead branches that had stopped the way of the kingdom, were almost wiped out. From this moment, Eruin will usher in a new life. The saplings planted by Tonigel will finally germinate and take root at this moment.

...

The war began on a gentle sloping field to the west of the Slovenian hills. The entire sloping field runs from east to west. On the hillside there is a lush grove of trees. A day ago, a noble knight from Viero took him with him. The attendants came to ambush in this wood. The knight named Planche is neither the confidant of Archduke Viero nor the important princes of the Archduke. Seriously speaking, he is only a small and insignificant person. He comes from the barren territory of the quiet wind forest and is a real one. A poor man and a poor man, he came to this muddy water with only two purposes. The first purpose was for money and the second purpose was to enter into the vision of Lord Duke. In order to realize this ambition, he turned the seller's money and smashed the pot to sell the iron. The horse, for the first time in his life, rode a horse, put on a set of tailor-made leather armor, painted a badge on the shield, and raised the banner to come to Slovenian with the army. This is even more than his hometown. A poor and poor place.

However, although Master Pruncher was both greedy for money and well-known, he was not the kind of young man with a hot head. He had inquired before he came. This time he was going to deal with Madara's bones. Regarding the legends of bones and bones, it really can't be said for three days and nights, during the first Black Rose war. There was even an army of Madara who had entered the province of Viero along the Alec Mountains. Although Planche had never really seen these terrible opponents, he had heard about their ferocity from various sources.

The Knight Cavalier considered it again and again before he was truly determined to let go, but in the end a bold plan took shape in his mind. He didn't know a legend from there. Heard that Madara's bones and skeletons were controlled by corpses. As long as the corpses were killed, the bones and skeletons would naturally lose the ability to fight. The corpse witch itself has no fighting power. Once it is attacked by people, it is like fish on a chopping board. In this way, Planche had an idea in his mind, and he thought why he should not hide, wait for the skeleton army to pass, and then rush out to slaughter the corpse witches who could not hold the chicken. In the end, he made a great effort without any effort; although the knight lord did not know a big word in his life, he was extremely satisfied with his plans and thought that he might belong to the handsome man who was born with commanding ability. He hasn't arrived yet, but he probably already saw the scene of his future homage.

However, in Slovenian, Planche found that there seems to be a gap between ideals and reality. First, it rained lightly after the autumn in the hills, which caused great trouble for the army stationed in the forest, including the knight. Included. Every day I have to march in a wet environment, and my feet are muddy. Every day until evening, the whole person seems to roll in the mud, but the most sad thing is that there is no dry and comfortable place to sleep, sometimes even Can only be wrapped in the cape, will be in the mud all night. After suffering this situation there, Planche was as bitter as everyone else in two or three days, but there was no curse, fortunately, half a week after the rain began. The army finally entered the designated ambush area.

Unfortunately, however, Planche found that the situation in front of him was not the same as imagined. The so-called ambush in his imagination was hiding in the valley on both sides, waiting for the blood stick army to pass. Then they shot out suddenly, truncating those bones and frames, of course he would hide in the end, just waiting to kill the best witches. But in Slovenian, the knight master found that it was not the same thing at all. The whole battlefield was bigger than he imagined. Looking at the rolling hills everywhere, only the continuous hillside and the piece of land In the woods, you can't see the road there, let alone clear the direction.

In this case, Planche felt that he was afraid that it would be difficult to figure out which direction the army of Madara came from, let alone a whimsical thing going around to kill the witch. At this time, the big men above began to divide the area one by one, and then designated these scattered knights and lords to station in their own ambush areas in turn, and our Planche was divided into such a piece. In the woods.

That's all.

However, Master Planche was obviously always optimistic, and in this case, he was asked to figure out the surrounding situation. He soon found that most of the downcast knights stationed on his side were similar to himself, with ambitions to take advantage of the opportunity to take advantage of the opportunity, and this discovery made him feel a lot of pressure. Before that, he always thought he was Unique, or called adventurous, and dare to seize this opportunity to step into the sky, but did not expect that there are so many brave guys like himself, so he immediately began to feel time urgency.

Fortunately this morning, he was interviewed by a big man, of course-with the other knights-but this was enough to make Planche pay attention, because it is said that the old man was still by the Archduke Viero A certain minister. Of course, the content of the interview was about raising their vigilance, because the blood wand had contacted the scouts of the Viero army earlier yesterday.

However, with his natural acumen, Planche still heard another meaning from the words of the other party, that is, by acquiescence, allowing them to be uncommanded at the right time and without having to wait for a predetermined time to start attack.

Because the big man also said that the opportunity on the battlefield is fleeting, and the excellent knights must learn to seize the opportunity themselves. Of course, if Planche had a little understanding of some military common sense, it would be understood as a nonsense. If Brando was here, he might sneer at the fact that these Viero nobles had done so obviously in order to compete.

But almost everyone thinks victory is here, and a little indulgence doesn't seem to be a bad thing.

Of course, all this has nothing to do with Planche. He just thought it was a good sign anyway.

And this good sign continues.

This afternoon, he finally saw a small skeleton knight running past the cypress forest. Immediately after this Skeleton Cavalry, a Skeleton Army appeared. This Skeleton Army was about a few hundred in number, but of course Plange could not count it. He just felt that he had never seen so many undead. All over the hillside-this must be the army of the undead.

He was very nervous, but a thirst for merit and money calmed him down, as if overcoming fear, he felt his heart pounding, and the dream opportunity was right in front of him.

Sure enough, but after a while, he saw a line of bone racks wearing robes in his robes holding the staff in his field of vision. If he was familiar with Madara's army, he would surely recognize these are the skeleton wizards who cast detective spells in the forward to support the scouts, but for Planche they have only one identity.

Corpse Witch.

Here comes the opportunity!

Plancher said to himself secretly.

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