It was almost late at night when we arrived at the Marl Highlands. The silver moon hung high in the sky, casting a veil-like moonlight on the mountains and fields. The forest was silent, covering the mountains and rivers on both sides, but it opened up where the rivers flowed at the confluence of the foothills.
, forming Kawano.
The cadets from the Royal Academy of Knights planned to investigate the terrain at night, but were stopped by Brando. Brando asked everyone to rest on the spot and get up again in the early morning to set up defenses. The noble private soldiers were okay, but they were already miserable after being gone all night.
, Brando's order made them full of praise; but the young cadets inevitably complained - how can we arrange defense without reconnaissance of the terrain? Even the most rudimentary defense line must be adapted to local conditions. It is clearly written in the infantry drill.
Bai Bai, what do you think, Commander? However, the military orders are like mountains, and everyone is destined to sleep with full of doubts.
It is extremely cold at night in the mountains and forests when the winter snow first melts. Due to lack of preparation, the cadets often only have a thin blanket on them, which is understandable at such temperatures. Brando saw many young people with pale faces from the cold
Qing, but Ou Ding's noble army didn't have tents, so there was nothing he could do about it. He could only take a look around to see if there was anything else he could do to help.
The noble private soldiers of Count Odin, Naga, and the cadets of the Royal Knights Academy were not mixed with the dragon cavalry of the Southern Legion. The military discipline of the noble private soldiers was not as good as expected. Considering that there are many girls among the cadets, Odin
The earl was afraid of causing any trouble, so he personally restrained his subordinates; the dragon cavalry had to take care of their mounts and naturally kept strangers away; the gray-finned Nagas from the Shining Sea were accustomed to the cold climate, but it was dry.
The land made them uncomfortable, so they rested under the river bed, curled up in a ball.
For Brando, after his physical fitness reaches the golden realm, sleep is no longer so necessary. The metabolic system improves itself, and it is normal to stay awake for several days and nights. He slowly walked along the edge of the black pine forest.
Okay, the sky is dotted with stars, in another world. It is difficult to see such beautiful scenery, Brando can't help but stop and watch.
However, cold winds were blowing from the mountain passes to the south, and the storms off the coast of Ampelsel were gathering again, which would inevitably cast a haze over the next battle. Brando suddenly heard the rustling of the bushes behind his head.
With the sound of crushing, he pulled out his long sword and turned around. A bright outfit caught his eye. The half-elf princess of Eruin put on a set of silver armor, with an improved skirt underneath. Standing there
The forest looked noble and moving.
"Mr. Brando."
"Your Highness the Princess." Brando was slightly surprised. He didn't expect that the princess had not fallen asleep yet and came to him. He would not have thought that this was a chance encounter and that the princess would not come to the forest for a walk at this time. He
She smiled awkwardly: "Why is Her Royal Highness the princess here?"
Princess Griffin looked a little lonely. She also knew that she shouldn't be here, but after leaving Ampelsel, she tossed and turned and couldn't sleep that night. Brando did such a rude thing to her that day, she
At that time, I was so disgusted that I wished I could kill him with one sword.
But for Eruin, she finally forced herself to calm down and compromise. She told herself that this kingdom had uglier faces, and she could suppress her emotions even in the face of Viscount Bergning's betrayal. But the scene at that time was like
It was a nightmare that left a shadow on her soul, and she could never forget it.
It would be nice if this person behaved more poorly, but he was so good.
Princess Griffin's silver eyes reflected Brando's figure. Her heart was full of complicated feelings. She had never seen love and hatred for no reason since she was a child, and everything that night also made her believe that there is no such thing as love or hatred in this world.
There will never be unconditional help, but so what if he pretends to ask for nothing? His true face has obviously been exposed, right?
Moreover, the identity of Brandalus's descendants made her feel deeply worried. What should she do if the other party had bigger plans? But this was also her last chance. She hoped to get an answer in person.
, even if she has to give up more, she will persevere as long as she can keep Eruin and rescue Haruze.
Brando felt Princess Griffin looking at him intently. He couldn't help but blush a little. He didn't know how complicated Her Highness the Princess's mind was, but he could probably guess the reason. That night, his mind was also blank, and he couldn't help but...
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It was such a mistake that I would regret for eternity. It is so embarrassing to think about it.
Not to mention that the princess wanted to kill him with a sword, but if Princess Griffith just said a word, he would probably be ashamed to commit suicide; but modern people's mentality is much tougher after all, and after one day, Brando can
Pretend as if it never happened.
It's just that he was a little embarrassed to be stared at by the half-elf girl with such piercing eyes. He couldn't help coughing and turned around.
This subtle action aroused the surprise of Princess Griffin. She was born in the royal family, and was born with extraordinary intelligence. She had seen many intrigues and intrigues, and she inherited the elf's sensitivity to changes in people's hearts. She immediately felt it.
The meaning expressed in Brando's action.
"Does Mr. Brando also feel embarrassed?" Princess Griffin's voice was very soft, but as crisp as a nightingale singing softly in the forest.
"I'm sorry, um..." Brando was almost sweating profusely, thinking, Your Majesty, this is a shameful play. Although I know that I did something wrong that day, you are not too much. He is
The soul in this life is only nineteen years old. In the previous life, he was a homebody who was not good at expressing his feelings. Although some of his original mentality has gradually corrected after being in power for a long time, he can't help but feel a little at a loss now.
This guy actually blushed? Princess Griffin couldn't believe her eyes. She suddenly became curious: "Since Mr. Brando also knows that it is...discourteous, why do you still do it?"
She couldn't help but gritted her teeth: "It's really... too much! I was in vain for thinking that Mr. Brando was still a real knight."
Brando was at a loss for words. How could he answer? You can't say that a real knight just wants to pursue romance, right? That's too much nonsense. How about saying that I will be responsible for you? It doesn't seem very good - let's not talk about whether the princess wants it or not.
He is responsible, so what will happen to little Roman? The person who influenced him the most in his previous life was actually his senior sister, but the past cannot be forgotten and the present cannot wait. Brando knows his feelings very well.
Princess Griffin stared at him for a long time.
Brando was so anxious to watch.
Finally, the half-elf girl let out a sigh of relief: "I see, I understand."
"Well? What do you understand?" Brando was startled, and turned around to look at the princess in confusion. Look carefully at the future noble and elegant regent princess of Eruin. She is still only sixteen today.
The 20-year-old girl has inherited the unique slenderness of the elves and looks more fragile.
Princess Griffin seemed to have untied the knot in her heart. She raised her head, her silver hair shining slightly in the moonlight; she smiled softly, lifted up her skirt and walked out of the woods, quietly came to Brando's side, and looked at
The star on the sky.
"Is Mr. Brando looking at the stars too?"
"Absolutely." Brando replied a little absent-mindedly. He didn't understand what the princess meant.
"The astrologers say that people will turn into stars after death, so the late king and my father must also be watching us in the sky."
This story sounds very romantic, but Brando knows that those are just burning fireballs. Of course, he will not tell it so shamelessly, and besides, there are serious astrologers in this world.
"I guess so."
"Mr. Brando doesn't believe in fate?"
"No, I believe it."
"Huh?" Her Royal Highness the Princess was slightly startled. She couldn't help but look back. She was not very tall and could only see Brando's broad shoulders.
"I believe that the destiny created by people in the Cruz epic is resistance." Brando quietly relayed this sentence that his senior sister had told him back then.
"Destiny...is resistance..." Princess Griffin savored these words carefully.
Brando saw Nimesis' figure from a distance. She was covering several female officials with her blanket. This detail surprised Brando slightly. He didn't expect that the cold-faced female knight could be so gentle.
one side.
Brando felt a little baffled when Her Royal Highness the Princess sent Eruin away. The half-elf princess didn't say anything in the end, and just sat with him outside the forest and watched the stars for a long time. What kind of attitude was this? He still hasn't figured it out yet.
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But all in all, it seems that Her Royal Highness is not going to pursue the responsibility for that matter, which is finally a good thing. Brando also breathed a sigh of relief, otherwise he would have been embarrassed.
At three o'clock in the morning, Brando finally met the Druid Master named Wochik. This man looked as abstract as Brando remembered. The first impression he gave was like a crow man.
His face was pointed and long, and it was covered with black patterns. He was covered in a raincoat that looked like crow feathers, and his arms and fingers were dry and slender, shaped like claws.
This person should be placed in the film and television works that Brando is familiar with. He is a typical villain, but just the opposite. In history, he is an NPC image with a cold personality but strictly observes neutrality. Of course, most druids have this virtue.
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Wochik came back from Ampelsel with a tired look on his face, but according to what the other party said, it should be fine if he persists in one or two low-intensity battles. Brando quickly asked him to rest first, and added
This druid master soon discovered that his group of mages had reached an unprecedentedly luxurious lineup.
At least four gold-level magicians, Arch Druid Woqik, Law Wizard Grand Master Charles, Siren Bridget and Night Lord Andrrig. Then there is Naga's twenty-member priest group, Odin
The earl also has a few wandering wizards under his command, plus the two sisters Fro and Tia. In addition to lacking a pillar of elemental level - this group of more than 30 magicians, all with the lowest level above silver, can basically be crushed.
All the forces of Eruin.
It's a pity that the number of people is still too small in Brando's opinion. These thirty spellcasters are scattered among an army of several thousand people, which is just enough. Unlike the war in the future era of great magic tide, a legion
It can mobilize a mage group of more than a hundred people. In addition to being dispersed among the army to take charge of defense, it can also assemble an exclusive mage group of dozens of people for centralized use to provide long-range fire support.
Of course, this dream can only be imagined now. The survival rate of wizards without Silver rank in large-scale battlefields is extremely low, but there are very few wizards above Silver rank. This is the current situation of Warnd.
Half past four.
The cadets of the Royal Knights finished their rest, and then Naga and the noble private soldiers were also woken up one after another. Brando took out the map he had compiled overnight and asked them to set up the defense line as required. This move surprised everyone.
They were surprised. They didn't know that Brando was already familiar with the mountains and geography of this area. They thought that the commander personally took people to survey the terrain at night in order to let them have a good rest.
Although the young cadets did not say anything, they were very grateful in their hearts. Only Princess Griffith vaguely guessed something, but she only kept this guess in her heart.
The terrain of the Marl Highlands was a surprise to the defenders. The branches of three mountain ranges met here to form a huge valley. The mist in the valley shrouded the valleys on both sides, and the rivers continued to flow through it, making a huge sound.
There is a towering ridge running across the north of the valley, which is almost leaden in the far end of the field of vision. It is hazy in the night before dawn. This is the end of the foothills of the Fama Mountains extending to the south. The locals call this mountain Anger.
Keshan, Angerke means "wall" in the ancient language of the mountain people.
The two streams meet at the foot of Unker Mountain and form a shallow mountain stream. The stream washes down along the river beach, forming an open river over the years. The river goes downwards like a huge slope, with two sides.
That is the forest-covered Machenko Mountains and Leviko Mountains.
However, both Machenko Mountain and Leweko Mountain are flat and gentle, far lower than the height of Unker Mountain. This means that if a position is set up on the top of Unker Mountain, the archers will be able to attack the two southern hills from a high position.
If the infantry and cavalry of the Northern Allied Forces want to attack them through the valley, it will be a nightmare to occupy the two southern hills in advance. But if the southern hills are not captured, an upward attack from the bottom up will be more than just an attack.
A nightmare is so simple.
This is simply a natural blocking position.
Unless the Black Blade Legion finds a way to cross the Fama Mountains and launch an attack from behind the Unker Mountain. But that will take a long time, at least half a month, and they don't have to worry about enemies from behind.
So the rest was very simple. Although there were still a few people who thought it might be better to continue going deep into the Anlek Mountains. But that was only a possibility after all. Most people started to set up defense lines with great enthusiasm. The cadets were very excited.
Kuai proposed a very classic and practical plan.
This plan was immediately sent to Brando, Her Royal Highness the Princess and Overwell. The plan was very simple. As expected, the main position was set up to the north of the intersection of the streams, at the foot of Unker Mountain - followed by bows and arrows.
Position, the main position - but the center of gravity of the defense has moved forward, including the two hills at the eastern foot of Machenko Mountain and the western foot of Leweko Mountain.
Brando could see the core of this plan at a glance. A battlefield was set up on two hills in the south. The young cadets planned to use the terrain advantages to consume the effective strength of the Southern Allied Forces on these two fronts.
This kind of tactical intention is very typical, almost like a textbook arrangement. But in Brando's opinion, it is not very good. It is too conservative. He glanced at the others. Her Royal Highness the Princess did not express a position, nor did Overwell.
Shaked his head.
A lone wolf is a lone wolf.
Brando then shook his head: "It's generally feasible. But the details need to be corrected."
"Ah, how to modify it?" Caglis, who brought the plan with confidence, couldn't help but be stunned. This plan was actually formulated by him and was unanimously approved by the cadets. I thought it would definitely be passed, but now it seems
It seems a little too taken for granted.
"That's enough." Brando made two gestures on the temporary map with his hand and replied.
"ha?"
Caglis almost shook his hands and blurred the plan in his hands into the face of his lord. Is this also called a plan? Doesn't this give up the entire frontal position? Lord, do you want us to surrender directly? It would be faster.
?
He looked at Brando pitifully, as if he wanted to confirm whether his lord had not slept all night and was in a trance and was talking nonsense. However, he did not expect that Brando would immediately give him a sharp look and scold him: "Why?
What are you doing here?"
So this noble young man from Tonigel could only admit that he was unlucky and walked out dejectedly.
"This seems a bit..." Overwell couldn't help but shook his head. Brando's plan was too bold and a bit beyond his expectations.
No, it was more than just bold. If he hadn't known this young man before, he might have started to doubt whether this guy was a spy. This plan simply despised the intelligence of the Northern Allied Forces.
"The army is in danger. You and Macaro have very similar temperaments, but it's a pity..." The lone wolf in the kingdom couldn't help but sigh. In the past, the kingdom had only one lion, one wolf, and one fox, but now it can only rely on these.
Young people.
He can only hope that his choice is right.
Only Brando smiled slightly at this, full of confidence.
The sky was dim and bright, and the looming army began to gather in the forest. Nostal and his flying dragon cavalry were taking off one by one in the early morning breeze, and then with the cooperation of the Sylph Spider controlled by Brando, they began to expel the Northern Allied Forces
Scout cavalry cruising in the sky.
This is the clearance work before the war.
By this time, both sides could no longer conceal their tactical intentions. The commanders of the Northern Alliance soon understood that Brando was preparing to fight them to the death.
"You know you can't run away?"
Williams stretched out his hand to catch the parchment tube dropped by the flying dragon cavalry, and after scanning it with an indifferent expression, a disdainful smile appeared on his face.
He raised his head - ahead was the Marl Highlands.
Eight twelve.
Brando closed the pocket watch with a brass cover in his hand and looked across the valley from a distance. His vision was extremely far, and his powerful perception allowed him to see things miles away without the need for false objects.
, at the other end of the valley, the first Northern Allied Army has appeared, but it is still unclear which column it is.
"It should be Viscount Finn. There are quite a few people there, I'm afraid there are thousands." Count Odin put down the monocular and murmured to himself: "They stopped, they should be waiting for backup."
Brando nodded. Count Odin was indeed a veteran nobleman who had served in both the Black Blade Legion and the Southern Legion. This judgment was still very accurate. His guess should be that it was probably Finn's column.
On the other hand, Enroque was a little disapproving. The young man shrugged and said: "No matter how many people there are, it is meaningless. This valley allows them to deploy 1,500 people to attack from the front. The Yankees are really slow."
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"But they can capture the two southern hills of Machenko Mountain and Leveko Mountain first, right?" Freya stood next to Brando in military uniform, with her sword in hand and frowning as she replied.
"Then there will be a good show." Brando chuckled.
