If his memory is correct, Butch's guard captain at this time should be the famous veteran - Madden, a veteran who experienced the November War like Brando's grandfather.
Sophie knew him because this NPC would teach travelers the 'exploration' skill in the game.
But the reason why this veteran is really famous is because he made a huge mistake as Butch's local guard captain during the First Black Rose War. He misjudged the intention of Madara's army.
He thought that the other party was just invading the border as usual, so he moved the villagers of Butchi at the beginning. He had a chance to counterattack and repel the vanguard of the undead army, and then retreat calmly.
Unfortunately, he missed this opportunity.
He was supposed to become the hero of the kingdom, but in the end he took another bleak path. For such a person, Sophie was both amazed and curious.
What I lamented was the latter's situation in the second half of his life, but what I was curious about was how the other party discovered Madara's undead army in advance in the first place? You must know that this is the only variable in the entire Golan-Elsen region.
"Is it because of myself?" An impossible idea suddenly came to Sophie's mind.
But he immediately threw this ridiculous idea out of his mind.
Now he wants to change history, and he has to find a way to remind the other party. Fire, in military regulations, symbolizes warning and invasion. Sophie can only hope that the other party is awake enough——
There was a banging sound outside the door, and every minute passed as if immersed in a tense atmosphere.
"Brando, they are coming in!" Roman held the masonry hammer tightly with both hands. She frowned and stared at the kitchen door, as if she was afraid that it would be accidentally knocked open.
Sophie had no time to think about this. They were dead as soon as the skeleton soldiers swarmed in. But when he heard the merchant lady's shout, he couldn't help but look back at the door:
The kitchen door made a rattling sound, and swords were constantly thrust in and out. Madara's sword was as sharp as the fangs of a wild beast. Something slammed into the door outside, and there was a loud bang.
A layer of dust fell softly from the top.
The wooden door creaked and the cracks suddenly widened a lot——
"Calm down, calm down, just treat it as a game. Sophie, think carefully about the missions you have experienced. This time is nothing..."
He tried to inhale to calm his mind, while wrapping the oil-soaked cloth around a bunch of straw and firewood, and then tied it with a rubber band. He was very good at doing this. Making a homemade torch is an extremely basic skill in the game.
, although it is not even considered a basic skill.
This was a relatively rich condition. He also knew how to make a torch that could only burn for five minutes. I remember he tried it once in the underground tunnels of Nokan and Hain using dry lichen and shrubs.
But he didn't have much time left, and soon the door shook violently again, and the door frame made a loud creaking and breaking sound, lime flew, and then fell down again.
"Brando——!" Roman felt her heart beating out of her throat, and she blinked her bright eyes.
"I'm here, don't worry, just hold on for a while." Sophie herself was sweating profusely. He sawed the flint several times with an iron bar. Sparks were jumping around, but he couldn't light the torch——
After all, there are some differences between reality and games.
The huge force of the skeleton soldier first gave way to the door latch, and it broke apart with a click. The wooden door tilted, but there was still no hole.
A bare bone hand reached out from the outside, intending to break the door latch from the inside.
The young businessman was startled, and she immediately raised the hammer and swung it, but with a bang, the hammer hit the skeleton and only opened a crack on it - Madara's skeleton soldier did not feel any pain, it just stopped for a moment.
, and then continued to pull the door latch.
When Roman saw this scene, he was stunned for a moment and even forgot about the hammer in his hand.
"Brando, Brando, what should I do..." she immediately asked nervously.
Then the fire finally lit up.
The door latch also fell to the top at the same time, making a clang sound.
The door opened, and the skeleton soldier holding a sword outside pushed open the door and stepped in. He turned his head, and two balls of red flames dancing in the dark eye sockets locked onto the two pale young men.
What is that young man doing?
Before it could react, a black object in the undead's gray field of vision had grown larger and larger, and immediately a hatchet was inserted into its forehead with a clicking sound.
"... This is your last move. When throwing the sword, remember to keep your hands steady, your center of gravity low, and don't hesitate. There must be as much of a straight line between you and your target as possible..."
"...If your enemy is a skeleton, then your best target is to choose the connection between the shoulder blade and the arm, the thigh root or the spine; unless you are sure to hit the owl's head, its skull is not its largest
weakness……"
"What the hell-!"
Sophie looked at the skeleton soldier leaning back and couldn't help but curse in her heart - the 'throwing' technique in military swordsmanship is a profound skill, but for him, a senior soldier, it was not a problem -
-It was only when the hatchet was thrown away that Sophie suddenly remembered that she was no longer the veteran.
In the game, with his strength, this knife would probably split the skeleton into two pieces along the skull, but now, as Brando had learned in militia training, the opponent would only be slightly hindered at most - insert.
The hatchet on the forehead does no harm to the overall structure of a skeleton.
"Miss Roman, be careful!" Seeing that the other party was about to stand upright again, he immediately pulled the dazed businesswoman in front of him behind him.
"Brando..." The business lady was frightened.
"Don't worry, I'm here." Sophie said so, but in fact she didn't know what to do, especially when she saw the dense crowd of skeleton soldiers behind them who were about to pour in.
In such a critical situation, he didn't care so much anymore. He looked around and saw that there was really nothing to use. But the skeleton was already standing up, what should he do? Just give up like this?
Sophie shook her head. He swore that he had never cared about life and death for a moment since he was a child. Of course, those experiences in the game did not count. He only felt that there was a blank in his heart.
He rushed forward, gritted his teeth, grabbed the opponent's arm holding the sword, and then almost subconsciously pushed the skeleton backwards.
People tend to subconsciously use all their strength in tense moments, but the skeleton was unable to resist when it was out of balance. It made a gurgling sound and fell backward, taking the skeleton soldiers behind it with it.
The momentum of Madara's undead pouring into this room was stalled, only for a moment, but that was enough.
The young man couldn't help but feel confused. He could hardly believe that he had succeeded. This was reality. Was he really that good-for-nothing game nerd?
He subconsciously threw the torch in his other hand towards the dry straw, leather products, firewood and other fire starters that had been piled in the corner.
The flames suddenly rose——
"Let's run, Brando!" The businesswoman ran up from behind and grabbed his hand.
She felt that she had never been so nervous since she was a child. She remembered that the first time she met the young man next door was more than a year ago. She thought that he was a little shy and easy to talk to.
But today, that ordinary young man showed extraordinary calmness and bravery. Is the temperament he displayed in times of crisis the 'reliable man' that my aunt whispered?
What a strange feeling——
The girl couldn't help but have some inexplicable thoughts in her heart. When she noticed that she grabbed the other person's wrist, her heart couldn't help but beat fast.
"Brando?"
Smoke has spread, and the kitchen is filled with the choking smell of smoke.
Sophie suddenly came to her senses. In Martha's case, he actually burned down his grandfather's old house. Brando will definitely not be able to finish the meal this time - even though he is Brando now.
His mind was in chaos, but Brando's memory still prevailed in the chaos.
However, a dry, low voice soon came from behind the smoke: "Hurry up, soldiers of the dead. Put out the fire and pull out the bedbug. We only have one minute -"
This voice reminds the young man that he is still in danger and must find a way to escape. However, Sophie knows that the lower-level undead driven by soul fire are instinctively afraid of fire. If the corpse witch wants to let his skeleton subordinates escape in a short time,
It may be difficult to overcome this, so now is his turn.
It's just that flame is a double-edged sword, and he must seize the time.
"Miss Roman, come with me." Sophie pulled a roll of sausage from the ceiling, and then led the businesswoman towards the back door. This was not because he was greedy, but he was making basic food reserves before escaping.
Players in Sword' have almost developed a subconscious instinct.
The fire was getting bigger and bigger, and the surrounding area was immersed in a sea of flames, filled with smoke, and the temperature rose very quickly. However, Sophie quickly touched the small door where food was delivered in her memory - pushed it, and locked it.
Sophie coughed, and the businesswoman behind her was already coughing very hard. He calmed down and groped downwards, and immediately found the metal door latch. He was about to open it, but immediately hesitated.
He remembered another thing.
…
"Freya!"
Perhaps for the residents living in the Elson-Golan Mountains, the stars in April are not much different from the night sky in May. But starting from the end of May, the temperature gradually rose, from the gentle slopes of the Yusong Mountains to the
Looking down, it has been a sea of red and white flowers since early summer. In peaceful times, this was the most peaceful and peaceful countryside in the entire Eruin, but it has been ravaged by war for hundreds of years.
The girl raised her head. On a summer night, the sky was as clear as crystal. From west to east, a bright band of light ran through the entire night sky, passing through many constellations in myths and legends, large and small.
She was standing at the entrance of the village looking up at the other side of the mountain. Freya was a little worried. The loud noise before was particularly disturbing. Wasn't it said that there were undead movements nearby recently, wasn't it...
When she heard the shouting, she turned around and was surprised to see a boy with a childish face running out of the village entrance. He ran to her in a panic and bent over, gasping for air.
"What's wrong, little Phoenix, what happened?" The girl's voice was soft and clear.
"Did you hear that sound just now?"
"Well, that's why I came out to take a look." Her eyes couldn't help but drift towards the hillside again, "I'm really worried about Roman, her aunt has also gone to a nearby town... I heard that it's not very safe recently, so I asked her
She came to my house to stay for two days, but she didn’t agree.”
The young man raised his head and looked at her, his eyes widening——
The girl's long light brown hair was neatly tied into a long ponytail behind her head, setting off her heroic figure. She wore a set of close-fitting gray and white leather armor, with a thick cotton shirt underneath.
Wearing an armband - an abstract pine leaf painted in black paint.
She also wears a dagger at her waist, a medieval Western European dagger, with a flame emblem on the iron plate on the sword guard.
If Sophie could recognize the other party's attire at a glance - Butchi's militiamen. Golan black pine is the most common tree species in the Elsen-Golan mountainous area and is also the emblem of Butchi's local army.
However, the guards are well-equipped and equipped with battle robes. Only the local militia wear this kind of off-white leather armor sewn with the fur of gray-maned cattle.
In Eruin, every local youth will receive militia training on a regular basis. This training usually starts from the age of fourteen, takes place between October and March every year, and does not end until the age of nineteen.
.Trained young people and even adults can serve as militiamen at any time in peacetime, and become the most important reserve source of troops in wartime. Therefore, since the promulgation of this decree in the Year of Thunder, militia training has become Eruin's most important military
One of the measures.
"Doesn't that kid live there? I heard that he served as a militiaman in Prague." The young man asked with some confusion.
"Well, people in the city are not trustworthy." The girl pushed back her long ponytail and couldn't help frowning: "It's precisely because that guy is there that I feel uneasy!"
"You are biased, Sister Freya."
"What do you know... forget it," the girl lectured without looking back, "Okay, tell me what you have to say. Boys shouldn't be talkative like girls, you know?"
Little Phoenix shrank his neck: "Did you know that Captain Madden has ordered the security team to assemble!"
Freya's big bright eyes flashed with a hint of surprise: "Captain Madden? How did you know?"
"That guy Brayson told me," Little Phoenix replied with a wink: "When I came out, he had already mounted his horse and reported to the security team."
"Do you know what happened?"
"I don't know." The young man shook his head.
The girl turned back and glanced worriedly in the direction of the hillside. In the darkness, she could only vaguely see the outline of the manor.
"Get everyone up and we'll go too."
"Freya, it's so late, Aunt Syl will kill us!" The boy widened his eyes and asked in disbelief: "Should we wait for the news tomorrow?"
"How cowardly!" The girl couldn't help but glare at the other party, but she also knew that little Phoenix was telling the truth. She thought of her aunt's intimidating power - even though she was still Butch's militia captain, she still didn't dare to act casually.
rash.
"Aren't you the same..." The young man just muttered, but saw the other person turn around and give him a hushed gesture with a serious face.
"Freya?"
"Shh-" The girl turned her head and made a "listen" gesture, and in the darkness, a subtle whine could be clearly heard.
"What's that sound?"
The whining sound has come from far to near, overhead, and the speed is very fast.
The girl's expression changed. She raised her head and tried to avoid it, but it was too late. A black shadow suddenly pierced her shoulder from mid-air, causing her to scream and fall backwards.
"Sister-in-law——!"
"Run, little Phoenix, run!" the pony-tailed girl shouted in pain.
Arrows rained down.
…
Sophie stopped.
"What's wrong, Brando... cough?" The future girl businessman probably felt something strange and couldn't help but ask.
Sophie didn't answer. He thought of something.
When Madara launched the raid, it was in the game. In the game, it is inevitable to avoid players. Players do not work at sunrise and rest at sunset like NPCs. It can even be said that a considerable number of them are worthy of the name.
Nocturnal creatures.
He remembered that when he first launched operations in Madala, he also encountered interference from players elsewhere - players just like him, but most of Madala's operations were successful.
Why?
Yes, he finally remembered such an era, when the ancient country of Eruin was approaching its twilight, and its neighboring countries were ushering in such an era, an era of turmoil.
The stars are gathering...
Sophie couldn't help but sigh. In this era, Madala not only has an endless stream of legendary generals who will become famous in the mainland, but also benefited from the military changes seven years ago (three hundred and sixty-eight years, the Black Rose Reform) - this
The changes in the market have created a solid foundation for it, and the steady stream of outstanding apprentices it has trained are supporting the country's war strength from the bottom up.
And this strength will eventually be displayed in such a war.
In the first Black Rose War, the powerful execution and judgment displayed by Madara's army were enough to make everyone look at them with suspicion. It was a pity that no one was truly vigilant until the death of Eruin.
exactly.
The kingdom in the darkness is rising and will soon reach its peak.
"Those guys are extraordinary."
As a sworn enemy for many years, Sophie was particularly impressed by Madara's outstanding middle and lower-level non-commissioned officers. Only those who have fought with Madala for a long time will understand the opponent's shrewdness——
Sophie put her hand on the cold door latch, and her heart grew colder. The moment he closed the door, the other party should have already launched an attack on Butchi in advance - they would not give him time to call the police to the village, then
Afraid is just a possibility.
And there might be Madara's skeleton soldiers behind this door.
