A miraculous scene appeared. In the eyes of the fleeing civilians, the cavalry rushing towards the young man seemed like paper - they raised their swords and exchanged swords with Brando, and the stainless steel swords immediately bent back,
It broke and turned into tens of thousands of steel needles that shot back, and then the huge force forced the rider and the horse to lift up high, and the whole person flew backwards.
One, two, three, and finally the refugees behind Brando couldn't help but count in unison, until they reached the seventh one. The three people behind him were frightened and tightened their reins tightly, not daring to get close to them.
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Uriel stared at Brando, as if he had seen a ghost. And Markov's guards were so frightened that they forgot what they were doing.
Lando this way.
"Who are you?" The cavalry captain couldn't help but feel a little cold. He had seen those captain-level figures in the White Mane Legion Swordsman Corps. In his eyes, the strength and swordsmanship of those people were superb, but it was different from what he saw before him.
Compared with this young man, it seems to be nothing.
Who is this?
Brando retracted his sword and took a breath. He used seven power bursts in a row, consuming one-fifth of his total strength. Brando felt a slight numbness in his arm.
"I said, my name is Du En." He pointed at the other party with his sword: "So, now you can calm down and listen to me, right?"
Uriel and Markov looked at each other, could they not listen? Although his eleven men were not very powerful, they were at least good men drawn from the local militia. The white swordsmen were at the middle level, not counting the impact of the horse.
Even the ordinary soldiers of the White Mane Legion did not dare to resist head-on.
And he had to do seven consecutive blows, with the swords collapsing and sending a person flying, and still not blushing and his heart skipping a beat after the fight. In his mind, only the six squadron captains under Luc Besson could achieve this level.
The middle section of the black iron, so young, Uriel couldn't help but gulped. Luc Besson's squadron leaders are all veterans in their thirties and forties.
"It seems okay." Brando nodded when he saw the dumbfounded looks of Uriel and Markov: "I told you to get out just now, but now I regret it. So I take back what I said before, and now you go and get rid of me.
The road is blocked, no matter how many undead come, your task is to stop them."
"Ciel."
"Here." Charles jumped out of the carriage, saw Brando reaching out to him, and handed over his pocket watch with understanding.
Brando looked at the time, and it was still a quarter of an hour before four o'clock. But Freya was still nowhere to be seen. He couldn't help but frowned and then raised his head and said: "You are the security cavalry of Lidenburg, helping the fleeing citizens fight for
Time is a matter of one's own duty. If you think about it, you won't need me to remind you, and you will still strive to be the first -"
"Sir, I am a businessman." Markov did not dare to be arrogant now and said cautiously.
Brando glanced at him and said angrily: "You have been drafted."
Markov opened his mouth.
"Of course," Brando looked at the security cavalry who had climbed up from the ground and replied: "I will personally supervise you here. If any of you want to be a deserter, you can come back and try my sword. It's still the same as me.
To fight those skeletons, you must choose one of the two."
He looked back at the civilians behind him - except for a small group of people who were still gathered around him and who had not dared to move because they were threatened by Uriel - those further away were speeding up and fleeing to the north as panic spread among the crowd.
, people pushed each other, and many people were trampled underneath and could not get up again. Cries, shouts, curses and screams were mixed together to form a scene that seemed to be in the end of the world, which was actually worse in comparison.
But their place was like the eye of a typhoon, everything was calm.
And the center of this calm is Brando himself.
"Let's go too, hurry up, and don't let down the opportunity that the security cavalry of Lidenburg fought for you with their lives." Brando waved his hands to people like him. He is not a savior, but there are favors that can be given in vain.
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But what he didn't expect was that, except for a small number of people, most of the people were motionless and unwilling to leave. In fact, these people also saw it, saw the miserable scene of those pushing and pushing forward, they were not there
Of course, they don't want to be like that. They prefer to place their hope in Brando, hoping that this powerful young man can lead them out.
There are many powerful people in this world, but not many are willing to protect the weak. Brando's actions have left a deep impression on these people, especially his last sentence, which made these people have a new life.
Come with trust.
"You don't want to leave?" Brando was stunned, and he roughly guessed what these people were thinking. He knocked on the hilt of the sword, turned around and saw Charles with a look of admiration on his face, and couldn't help but ask: "You
What else is there to say?"
"In the age of saints, knights had eight virtues. Mercy was one of them. Every year, many knights swore in the Eight Virtues at the Temple of Fire, but how many of them actually do it?"
"Being able to rely on the weak is also the charm of the strong. The key lies in what we are going to do, Lord Lord." asked the young mage retinue.
"Let them stay, I'll figure it out." Brando replied. As he spoke, he walked to Uriel and Markov and asked, "Have you thought about it?"
"Of course, of course." Businessman Markov nodded.
Without saying a word, Uriel turned around and gathered his people, preparing to fight the skeletons. They also thought about it. There was still a chance of survival in fighting those skeletons, but they turned around to find trouble for the young man.
It is estimated that he will die in an instant. And the young man also said that he will stay, so he will not ignore death.
As the captain of the security cavalry, Uriel can be considered a momentary hero at least in Lidenburg. These details can be understood immediately, and there is nothing to be ashamed of. He is not even as unnatural as Markov, anyway, in Lidenburg
Bao also looked at Luc Besson's face, looked at Lord Jinguo's face, and now he just looks at this young man's face to act, and it depends on who's face is not his face.
Brando admired him as a bachelor. He stood beside the two of them and watched the knights whose swords were broken by him replace them with spare daggers. For a moment, he didn't worry about being without weapons.
Except for Uriel, everyone present looked unnatural.
The security cavalry and the merchant's guards are usually domineering, but they are no different from ordinary people in front of the undead creatures who know no fear. When they think of those legendary terrifying beings on the opposite side, they can't help but feel weak. The merchant Markov took it.
A spear stood next to Brando, and his whole body was as scared as chaff. Not to mention saying a word, it was difficult to even stand there.
The civilians behind them stood there looking at Brando's back, wondering why the noble young man didn't run away - they all heard Charles calling Brando, and naturally thought that he was at least a knight. However,
Since they decided to follow Brando and Brando didn't leave, they neither knew how to leave nor dared to leave.
The place was a little quiet for a while.
The first skeleton soldier soon appeared at the other end of the burning street, then the second and the third. Scout, Brando recognized the organization of these skeleton soldiers in Madala's army at a glance.
Grabbing the sword, he walked over with a click.
It's not fast, but it's not slow either.
Brando looked at his pocket watch again, and there were still ten minutes. If Freya hadn't arrived in ten minutes, he would ask Charles to take Roman and these people to set off first, while he would go to find the other party alone.
But if Freya really couldn't handle such a thing alone, although he would still regard the other party as a companion, to be honest, he was still a little disappointed.
He put down his pocket watch and saw three skeletons approaching the merchant guards. Seven people. In fact, as long as they were divided into three groups, they could easily kill these low-level undead from Madara. Unfortunately, these wastes collapsed first.
He fell limply to the ground, not even having the courage to turn around and run away——
Three skeletons killed seven people.
The eleven security cavalry on one side were so frightened that they didn't even have the courage to go up and help. Brando simply wanted to stab these wastes to death one by one - but he changed his mind. He realized that if he wanted to bring those
The civilians fought their way out of Madala's army and still had use of these people.
"You trash, where do you have the courage to bully good people?" Brando shook his head. He turned back to the security cavalry captain and said, "You, go up and show them."
"Me?" Although Uriel's palace is deep, his hands and feet are actually weak.
Brando looked at him naturally and said nothing.
Uriel gritted his teeth, knowing that if he didn't go, there would probably be no good consequences. But what could he do? He usually lived well, ate and drank well, and had long forgotten about swordsmanship. He couldn't help but look at his own
The subordinates, but the eleven security cavalrymen all turned their faces to the side and pretended not to see it.
"What a bunch of bastards!" the cavalry captain yelled, and raised his sword tremblingly to meet him. One to three, the young man had no intention of taking action. The others couldn't help but close their eyes, almost thinking that
This time he was dead and there was no escape.
But at this moment, there was a rumbling sound from across the street - the sound of horse hooves. Uriel himself was a cavalryman and was very familiar with this sound. It was the sound of a group of cavalry charging. The rumbling sound was as if
It was rolling thunder coming from the depths of the earth, and the ground gradually began to tremble - not only him, but also the three skeletons felt abnormal and turned around.
A lot of life fluctuations.
The three horses jumped out of the blazing flames first. With a flash of sword light, the three skeleton soldiers fell to the ground. Then the rider on the horse pulled the reins, causing the horses to take a few steps forward and then spin around and stop.
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Brando raised his head, and what he saw was a heroic girl knight with a long ponytail on the back of her head, wearing a sky-blue half-armor, holding a sword in one hand, and holding the reins in the other.
Behind her, more and more knights came out of the flames and gathered behind her. Brando saw that most of those people were dressed as mercenaries, and their strength seemed to be above that of Black Iron Downstream, and even some
There were quite a few mid-level players. He couldn't help but be secretly surprised——
Where did these mercenaries come from? More than ten of them are all black iron or above? This is an elite squad at the level of squadron captain and guard in the White Mane Legion. Could it be that Freya left this for her from her father?
Private soldier? Brando knew Freya's true life experience, so naturally he couldn't help but be filled with doubts.
"Brando, where is Roman?" Freya couldn't help being startled when she saw the person standing in front of her clearly.
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