He turned around and saw the white-haired young man's frost-covered face.
The next thing that entered his field of vision were more than a dozen Jaderan heavy infantry behind the woods. The Jaderans are one of the most common mercenaries in Eruin - as if the vocation of these residents of the Abyssal Region is to be professional soldiers. Facts
This tradition has its origins. The eleven port city-states in the Jadran region have been at war with each other for years, and the frequent wars have given rise to the profession of mercenaries.
A typical Jadran mercenary should at least wear a set of fine, heavy scale armor, carry a flame steel spear on his back, the spear is covered with a large shield half a man high, and a long sword and hand ax hang on his waist - that is what they
Tools for eating, this is the only wealth that every Jadhran inherits from their fathers.
Brando doesn't even need to remember the backgrounds in these past games, he is already familiar with them.
"What's going on?" he asked as he pulled the reins to slow down the horse.
"Those are obviously heavy infantry, sir..." Antitina's beautiful black gem-like eyes hid a hint of keen vigilance - she turned around and replied: "They put the heavy infantry behind, obviously they still don't believe it
us."
Brando glanced behind him and suddenly had a realization. He smiled and said, "It's a normal reaction not to believe us."
"But."
The girl's questioning caused the white-haired young man to snort dissatisfiedly.
Brando glanced at this guy and asked, "Then what do you mean by putting these Jadelan mercenaries behind you?"
"It has nothing to do with you." Reddy replied neatly.
"Sir, it's like this. They walked too slowly in the forest." On the contrary, the thin young man whom he had seen in the morning tugged on his sleeves and replied, "Mr. Macaro placed them in the forest."
This is also to prevent emergencies, it’s not that I don’t believe you.”
"You kill two birds with one stone, I see." Brando showed a clear look, but he did not forget to tease: "Compared to you, some of your companions are not very good at talking."
Reddy's face immediately turned gloomy, and he walked away without saying a word, leaving the thin young man smiling bitterly. Brando looked at the young man and asked, "What's your name?"
"My name is Sanford."
"Sanford, doesn't it sound like a local name?"
"Because I was originally a baker's apprentice in Braggs... Of course, that was before I became a mercenary." The young man looked at them and asked: "Sir, from your accent, it sounds like you are from there too?"
"I'm not, but they are." Brando nuzzled his chin at Antitina and Miss Roman.
Sanford smiled shyly and looked at the girl riding side by side behind Brando. But Antitina turned her head and did not look at him. After all, she was from a noble family - although she was downcast, she still had blood flowing in her bones.
With the arrogant and arrogant blood of the Eruin nobles, she was unwilling to deal with an ordinary person. But Roman had no such concerns. The business lady winked at the young man. She was from Butchi and could be considered a fellow countryman.
Already.
"It's true that it can be explained in this way. But bringing heavy infantry to fight in the forest was not well thought out." Antitina turned her head and looked at the Jardran people at the edge of the forest.
But as soon as her words came out of her mouth, she immediately attracted a rebuttal.
"Madam, sir, you can't say that. This person needs to eat when he lives in this world. Mr. Macaro is kind enough to take us in, so naturally we must be loyal. Look, you've never heard of this before.
A mercenary will stay away from leaving his comrades in danger and stay far away alone."
There was a sudden sound in the forest. A unshaven Jadelan mercenary came out of the forest behind with a black stick on his shoulder in one hand. He had a smile on his face, shook his head and took a heavy breath of Yuanhai.
exclaimed the regional accent.
Brando, Antitina and Roman looked back at this person together. The young man narrowed his eyes. The status of a person who could move around freely at this time was not low in the mercenary group.
"Frank, commando captain." The Jadelan mercenary touched his nose and introduced himself.
"What is that?" Brando's eyes fell on the thing in his hand.
"The flintlock musket, this is my treasure." Frank patted the dark thing and smiled.
Brando does know that kind of thing. He uses discarded magic crystal shards as primers and uses active element probes to collide with the shards to ignite the gunpowder. The Overlanders used it as early as thirty years ago.
They began to install Suifu muskets and established two regiments of fusiliers before the 19th century. The dwarves were earlier, and their history of using matchlocks can be traced back to the Year of Silver.
Firearms are extremely powerful at close range. The highest-quality flintlock muskets can do almost as much damage as brass-labeled weapons of the same level within fifty steps. Moreover, the tactics of concentrated use of firearms have also been very mature in this era, but they are just as mature as
Compared with the enchanted projection troops, it has no decisive advantage.
However, he knew that there were many mercenaries who liked to use firearms, especially handguns, but only a few used rifles - you must know that there were no bayonets in this era. Brando glanced at this guy and thought that in the magical world, firearms
It did not change subsequent wars as profoundly as in his world. Gunpowder weapons were not widely available, so he had no time to study how the bayonet worked.
Antitina felt a little hot on one side of her face, "Vulgar mercenary -" she thought to herself, but she still asked with vigilance on her face: "What did you mean by what you just said?"
"What I mean is that the kind of fighting style you mentioned is something that only a regular army would worry about. We are hard-working mercenaries, so we naturally have our own style - whether it is heavy infantry or light swords
No matter whether you are a soldier or a soldier, no matter what the circumstances, everyone must fight side by side. What you said is true, but you must also consider the reality..." Frank replied respectfully. But although he was respectful on the surface,
But it's not hard to hear the disdain in his words.
Antitina choked for a moment. She knew that her knowledge was shallow after all, but she was still a little annoyed that she was taken for granted in person. The rich lady glanced at Brando, and then replied
Looking over his shoulder, the vigilance in his bright eyes still remained, but instead he asked in a low voice: "Do you believe what they said, Mr. Brando?"
Brando looked at Frank and nodded.
"But."
"But what?" he asked.
"Do you really believe-" Antitina looked at him and asked with her eyes.
Brando smiled, said hello to Frank and Sanford, and then asked the horse to speed up. He did not answer, leaving only a back view of the noble daughter. But Antitina has always refused to admit defeat.
She also chased after them, coughing and asking: "Sir, I don't think they are normal."
"Why?"
"intuition."
"Where's little Roman, what do you say?" Brando asked without looking back.
"I don't know," Roman shook his head at the side: "But my aunt said that explanations that are too general and too detailed are signs of a guilty conscience!"
Brando smiled slightly after hearing this, turned around and scratched her nose, and said with a smile: "You know it, but you still have to take a detour. What a cunning little fox."
"I really don't know!" Roman raised his eyebrows and defended hastily.
Antitina was so embarrassed around this flirting couple that she didn't know what to do, but she finally figured it out. Brando wasn't unclear at all, but too clear. It seemed like he had suspected it for a long time.
What were the motives of these guys? They said that the heavy infantry moved slowly, so they were placed at the back of the team. This sounded like an excuse. Thinking of this, she breathed a sigh of relief.
"In that case," the noble daughter glanced at Roman and Brando, and asked with a red face, "What should we do?"
"Just adapt to circumstances." Brando replied.
At this moment, he had completely remembered the plot mentioned in the guide, but he thought that as long as these deliveries were not for him, everything would be fine. But the matter itself was a bit troublesome, and he couldn't help but get a headache.
, originally wanted to reduce some trouble. But unexpectedly, they got themselves involved in a new trouble. The only one to blame is Macaro and Buga for why they encountered such a difficult opponent.
It is said that it is a competition between two mercenary groups, but it is better to say that the black hands behind the mercenary group named "Solitaire" are eyeing the Gray Wolf mercenary group.
He couldn't help but look at the people around him. He was not worried about the fate of these people, but was thinking about how to get out of this trouble. But then again, a small mercenary group would offend those guys.
Note, this in itself is somewhat unusual.
Hey, Treeman——
Compared with the tree shepherds, the members of the All-Union Society are just like good, law-abiding citizens.
What is the intention of the tree herders to target the Gray Wolf mercenary group? Although he did not want to cause trouble, Brando still subconsciously used the player's way of thinking to think about the whole thing. The mission process is given in the guide
, but the specific details are very sketchy. Not to mention the background, which was not mentioned at all in the guide.
He knocked on his forehead, thinking that he had to find a way to escape before the 'Gray Wolf' mercenary group fought with the Tree Shepherds. The mission boss of this mission was the divine envoy 'Ekmen', and the word 'Ikmen' came from
The root of the word is derived from 'eaam' in the runic language - a spell that symbolizes the vast mountains and boundless oceans. In ancient times, there was also a giant beast called 'Eaam', but whether it existed in the Cruz myth
In both Chinese and mountain folk legends, it symbolizes walking between mountains and forests—huge, living, moving mountains.
The giant beast 'Ekmen' is a descendant of the mountain giant Garwitch. Legend has it that as long as it is connected to the earth, it will have endless life.
For Brando, the Divine Envoy 'Ekmen' is more like the name of a symbolic monster. The Divine Envoy is nothing more than the legendary tree shepherd who used the blood of God to cultivate the bodies of animals and humans.
It's just a monster created by the tree - even though it has such a sacred title, it is just like the golden magic tree, a product that distorts nature and blasphemies the gods.
Brando couldn't help but remember his previous experience of fighting against the God of Heaven 'Amar' and the God of Darkness 'Black Lotus'. The former was almost level 50 in the form of an incomplete body. He was in Freeport Ampere
In a random encounter in one of your underground dungeons, my teammates fought against it, and they finally won after a hard fight. And the latter is the true complete god, the sixty-seventh level leader elite, and the hero of Deldtal.
The final boss of the main mission 'Perfect' - it took them two groups to wipe out this monster.
The God's Envoy is so terrifying that even an immature body of level 50 has the strength of a mid-level gold player. Brando has no idea of fighting with it. But he still has to take advantage. He looked at the cloth in front of him.
Jia and Macaro - in actual history, the 'Gray Wolf' mercenary group should have perished in this battle, but Macaro and the swordsman Buga did not die, which in itself explains some problems.
As for what the problem is, it depends on the individual's perspective.
Anyway, Brando's mind became active.
Because you must know that the drop list of the Angel of the Sky includes the Spear of the Sky - Fana, which is one of the most advanced fantasy weapons around level 50. Its special attribute that ignores all physical defense capabilities made it famous for a while. And Dark
The drop list of the God Envoy even includes the 'Dark Side of the Moon' that has made countless Judge players crazy - the Dark Side of the Moon, a mythical weapon. Legend has it that this scythe was the weapon used by Descartes, the God of Death. Its
The attributes all imply this.
Beheading, there is a 100% chance of ignoring all protection and causing 50% of the non-leader unit's current life real damage as a terrifying attribute.
Annihilation, the damage caused by weapons with this attribute suppresses all healing effects (10%).
All in all, although the Divine Envoy is powerful, it also has another name - treasure house. The tree shepherds are really rich, and only Martha will know from what channels they get so many rare equipment. Of course,
Isn’t this the most outrageous thing? “The divine blood of heaven comes from Gamas, the god of the clouds, the divine blood of darkness comes from Elaine, the goddess of the abyss, and the divine blood of earth comes from the co-owner of the mountains, the giant who flows with divine blood.
Garwitch and Martha, how did they get the blood of these gods that have long since disappeared?" Brando shook his head and murmured to himself.
After the dark age, the gods in the sky have long since passed away and become stars. This is the era of mortals. Except for the only god Martha, this world is no longer dominated by powerful forces with will.
Those who are called gods today are either false gods, or they are just the many stars in the sky called ‘rules’.
"What are you thinking about, sir?" Antitina noticed his distraction.
Brando shook his head and blurted out: "The power of mountains and rivers."
