Grudin stood on the terrace with a stiff face, watching the dots of torches converging towards that point in the darkness. Ever since he heard that the damn Viscount Gunstine had come back to fight again, he felt regretful and afraid.
, what I regret is why I didn’t follow the advice of my confidant and force the other party to stay that afternoon. Instead, I looked forward and backward and missed the opportunity.
But besides regret, he was more afraid. Although he knew clearly that Madala's generals were in the city, and he also knew that those skeletons would never allow him to die here - but even so, he still instinctively
I felt a kind of fear gripping my heart.
It was like a sharp sword hanging high, and you could feel the slightest chill above your head.
He couldn't help but touch the wound on his cheek. Although his face was calm, there was a coldness in his heart. He always thought of Brando's cold eyes when he looked at him, and the words he left coldly:
"Keep your dog's head and pick it up later."
I just didn’t expect that this coming day would really only be one day old.
The baron turned around.
Behind him stood a strange guest silently. The latter was dressed in black mail, and his whole body was covered by a long, black wing-shaped cloak. He also wore a dark metal mask, leaving only
Below is a pair of bright golden eyes.
He held a huge scythe in his sharp metal gloves and carried it on his shoulder, always looking into the distance with a calm expression.
If Brando were here, he would notice the silver scale painted on this person.
Among the many generals in Madara, only one has such an emblem.
Black Knight, Judge Bai Tiamas Qiu Yue.
One of Madara’s Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse——
However, unlike White Knight Alberton and Red Knight Thunderios, White Tiamas Qiu Yue was already in a high position before the First Black Rose War. He was Tagus' deputy.
There have been many legends about him in past games, but the true identity of this person is what most players are most concerned about. According to legend, the face hidden under the mask of the Black Knight has not been seen by any living person.
Of course, this sentence has some elements of rumor, because even the dead person of Madara, the player, has never seen it.
Facing Baron Grudin's flickering eyes, the Black Knight smiled slightly: "Lord, you don't have to worry, our army will arrive soon -"
His voice was slightly chilling, but it had a neutral charm.
"But I heard that the Viscount went alone. Although his courage is commendable, he lacks wisdom. His strength is no more than gold, and Kabasi alone can easily deal with it."
"When the time comes, whether you want to kill or behead me, it's up to you, sir."
When he said this, he thought in his heart: Is the enemy this time the young man who deflated Magus the 'Death Maggot'?
I would like to meet him once.
Baron Grudin snorted coldly on the side, knowing that Madara was still unwilling to get involved in the dispute between the Eruin nobles. However, he did not dislike the other party's proposal.
When he thought of the trouble Brando had brought to him, he couldn't help gritting his teeth and preparing a precise feast for the viscount.
Death is not that simple.
…
The battle in the city is heating up, and the offensive front formed by the mercenaries is rushing along the streets——
After Medissa took the lead, Brando took Funya's hand and followed closely. The young man led the little girl and advanced step by step on the battlefield of thousands of troops - occasionally aristocratic private soldiers crossed the defense line and approached this place.
Next to a young knight commander - the other party is often still surprised why the other party is so careless, but he immediately gets the answer.
The young man with a cold face knocked his sword away with a wave of his hand - or simply swept the sword into countless steel pieces - and then pierced his chest with another sword.
The whole process doesn't even take a second.
The heart was still beating, but the wound was already covered with frost. The sword seemed to suddenly appear on the chest, and most of the noble private soldiers fell on their backs with expressions of disbelief.
Brando pulled out his sword, pushed the cold corpse away, and fell to the ground - and then he continued to move forward. Feniya looked a little pale next to him, but she still held his hand tightly.
At that time, Brother Brando also had such a cold look to save her from those noble cavalry. Yes, there were also Sister Antitina and others. They were all good people, because only bad people
Talent will hurt everyone.
Brother Brando's enemies are all bad people.
In Funya's young mind, simple logic took root.
Brando wiped a few blood stains on her forehead. He looked back and looked up: he was very close to the Fir Castle, but half an hour had passed - time was still tight, but the other party would definitely continue to let them do this.
Singing and marching forward.
Madara's undead should have appeared.
The young lord turned back and looked around, and soon he found what he was looking for among Grudin's private soldiers; not the skeleton soldiers or pale riders he imagined, but Zombies.
The seven-headed zombies were hiding among the private soldiers of the nobles and were approaching this direction quickly. Their movements were so secretive that no one, including Medissa, noticed the murderous intention hidden under the surface. After all, the Silver Elf Princess was most familiar with
The enemy is not just these skeletons——
Unfortunately, in Brando's eyes, the actions of these things that they thought were secretive were as eye-catching as sneaking forward on a deserted street. Young people are too familiar with them.
It's less than ten meters.
The eyes of the zombies were flashing with green light, and they were about to explode and hurt people at the next moment.
Brando immediately handed Funia to Kerencia who was standing aside. When the middle-aged mercenary leader was stunned, he walked out of the crowd.
The charge skill is activated instantly.
Everyone could barely see an afterimage sweeping past, followed by seven swords in a row, flying like falling snow. Before the movement was fixed, everyone heard seven cracks like broken leather.
Then the scene in front of him changed from stillness in an instant, and the visual illusion widened the time difference. The seven incomplete zombies were already like garbage, with their limbs scattered in the air, flying back from where they came.
There were seven sounds of heavy objects falling to the ground, and the noble private soldiers below had fallen to the ground.
As soon as Brando stopped his offensive, he swung his long sword back, and he was already standing at the front of all the mercenaries. At that moment, everyone was slightly suffocated, although they already knew that this young nobleman was the golden one.
Super strength, but seeing him take action without reservation at this moment, I still couldn't help but feel a sense of fascination.
It's as if he stopped there.
The momentum of thousands of troops was abruptly halted by this.
And it was at this time that a Crusader executioner among the noble private soldiers suddenly rose up. The behemoth roared lowly, holding an ax in both hands as if it suddenly rose up from the ground. With a loud bang, the stone slabs on the street fell.
With the cracks and sand flying, this terrifying monster has opened up a group of more than ten noble private soldiers blocking it in front of it, and swung an ax like Brando.
Brando looked at this thing motionless. He remembered that a few months ago he was chased all over the place by the same thing in the auction house in Prague, but at this moment, the movement of this thing was in his mind.
It felt like a slow-motion replay in my eyes.
The young man believed that he could tear the opponent apart with just one sword strike.
But he didn't move.
A silver spear had passed over his shoulder from behind, and in the blink of an eye, the pointed spindle-shaped spear had knocked back the giant axe.
It was not just repulsed, but broken at its roots. The entire ax blade flew far away with a clang of metal. Then it landed among the crowd in the distance, causing a scream.
The mercenaries stopped, looked up at the huge creature, and each took a breath of air.
Although they had known that Madara's undead were in the city, they still couldn't help but feel timid when they saw these legendary monsters with their own eyes.
It's just that the tall Crusader Executioner was at a loss. He looked at the double-edged ax that was broken in his hand and only had a long handle, and then looked at the little silver elf girl standing between him and the young man.
The fire of the soul flashed slightly in his eyes.
"Lord." Medissa frowned. She was also an undead herself, and the aura of the undead felt familiar to her, but the pure murderous intent in the other party also made the silver elf girl feel even more uncomfortable.
Brando did not answer her words.
The young man turned back and looked at a certain direction on the battlefield. When he saw the shadow move, he snorted coldly, threw his right hand forward, and the black steel sword in his hand suddenly shot out in that direction like a black lightning bolt——
‘Dang’ a metallic tremble——
The black steel sword seemed to hit a wall of air, and a cloud of sparks flew away, then spun and flew backwards. It hit the ground three times and slid for a long distance before stopping.
But the young man kept his eyes still. He saw the air flowing little by little, as if a layer of translucent black mist was dissipating, and then a tall skeleton holding a battle ax and wearing a brass armor was revealed behind him.
The pale yellow flames in Kabasi's black eyes were beating, and he stared at Brando motionlessly.
The battle ax raised in its hand had a deep notch on it, which was obviously the place where it had previously clashed with the black steel sword. However, Brando did not expect that a dignified deputy general of Madara could actually use it.
An ordinary battle axe.
He raised an eyebrow.
At this moment everyone stopped.
No matter whether they were private soldiers or mercenaries, they all stopped and stared at the skeleton general who suddenly appeared with their mouths open.
Thanks to the Black Rose War, although the name of 'God of Death' Kabasi has not spread throughout the entire territory of Eruin, it has become a household name at least among the top management of Eruin and the entire southern territory.
In particular, there are not many senior generals from the skeleton class in Madara's undead army, but this dark lord is the only skeleton general who also has the title of 'cunning'.
In addition, its impressive brass armor from the Cruzrek Dynasty three centuries ago made these people recognize its identity at a glance.
"Ka...Kabaisi..."
"...Madala's undead general..."
"Why are you here..."
The whispers swept across the entire battlefield like a black tide, and like a gust of cold and biting wind, everyone's movements stopped.
Suddenly, both sides stopped fighting in unison.
"That rumor is indeed true," Kabasi didn't care about everything happening around him. The tall skeleton general's eyes flashed with soul fire, and he looked at Brando: "You are proficient in black magic..."
Brando sneered.
"It's just a dark curtain, just superficial." The young man said tit for tat.
But he was secretly paying attention to his surroundings. The dark curtain blessed by Kabasi was not simple, and it did not look like the work of an ordinary corpse witch. He instinctively felt that Roscoe was nearby.
"Who are you, young man?" Kabasi asked, his voice hoarse and low: "The trick of the copper dragon Leto can fool you ignorant nobles, but it cannot fool me.
——”
"You're their real leader, right?"
"And you were the one who led the refugees from Rydenburg to break out from the siege of the adults, right?"
"Young commander," Kabasi raised his head, cracked his jaw and smiled silently: "I have wanted to see you for a long time, on this battlefield-"
