After a large number of refugees finally escaped from the north gate of Lidenburg with their families, the crowded crowd spread and moved along the valley mouth plain north of the Song River. Under the moonlight, they looked more like a dense ant colony.
The hazy undulations ahead are the southernmost tip of the Deer Hunting Hills, a small hill called Silver Bird. It is covered with beautiful Golan-Elsen firs. These tall trees have a tower-like shape, with their tips reaching straight into the sky.
There are more than ten levels of bears and maned wolves in the sky and forest. In the game, players often have to travel together to cope with sudden dangers in the mountains.
Brando is convinced that their first step is to enter Yinque Mountain in order to reduce the threat from the Taniguchi Plain side. Madala's army has been fully deployed. In recent days, they have absorbed nutrients from the earth and expanded like a sponge.
, Brando was afraid that he would see an endless sea of skeletons on the plain.
Fortunately, the fantasy did not become reality.
However, in the mist at night, a skeleton cavalry loomed on the high ground, which was not a good sign. Those skeletons riding skeleton horses should come from the core territory of Madara. In this era, the production of these skeleton riders was still
A difficult art of magic.
It is not as common as in later generations. History moves forward with blood. The war has made both sides mature in the art of killing quickly.
Brando stared at the nimble shadows that appeared in the fog for a while and glanced at them from a distance. Then they disappeared again and reappeared closer after a while. He was a little worried that the refugees following them would be caught.
Disperse, let Freya lead the mercenaries to the flanks to protect the civilians, and soon he himself followed.
Freya won people's hearts because of her proposal to snatch horses from nobles. At least she proved that she was willing to fight side by side with those mercenaries - this is a head-turning thing. If Brando taught her those things, she would definitely
It couldn't be done. What's more, the girl with the long ponytail performed extremely well later. She rushed into the market first, braving the arrows, and cut off the cables of the suspension bridge with a clean sword to let others pass.
From that moment on, she established her identity among these mercenaries, which made Leto, Mano and others determined to take a gamble.
In comparison, the young man whom the girl had always admired seemed a bit unknown in the eyes of everyone. The young man's carriage kept running alongside Freya's horse.
Sword, with a contemplative look on his face - on the other side was Ciel in a robe, dozing off with his chin in his hands.
The carriage was missing a door, and heads popped up from time to time, looking outside curiously. Roman was taking care of several children in the carriage, but she didn't feel hard at all, she just felt her heart pounding. In such a
Escape from the undead in a mysterious night - it's really exciting and exciting. This is the adventurous life she wants.
The mercenary Mano couldn't help but curl his lips behind him. Brando, who couldn't ride a horse, was also marked as a woman and a child in his eyes. He poked his companions with his elbows, thinking that most of these young aristocratic young people were just talking on paper.
Don't let the innocent girl Freya be deceived by his sweet words.
He signaled to his companion and asked him to go up with two horses to try the guy. They grabbed more than fifty horses in total, half of which were heavy pack horses, and the other half were the best Alek war horses.
, in addition to carrying dry food, the wounded and their own use, there was still a lot left.
His companions glanced at him and immediately understood. To be honest, a group of them felt this way now, not to mention Brando asked Freya to order them to protect these refugees. They didn't say anything but they were dissatisfied in their hearts. Carrying a bunch of burdens with them
What to do? Now that they all have horses, they can just run as fast as they can and leave the danger behind.
In fact, someone had already suggested this to Leto, but the bar owner sent them to see Freya. Mercenaries are trustworthy, and if their reputation is ruined, they will not be able to continue in this profession - it was Freya who had the idea to rob the horse.
It was this girl who took the lead in what Ya mentioned. There was an agreement between them and it was impossible for them to just leave like this.
But there is a precondition to that agreement.
The skeleton cavalry appeared about thirty seconds shorter than the last time, and then disappeared quietly into the mist. The huge second moon lay among the mountains to the east, and the white disk reflected the fang-shaped
Mountain peaks - moonlit peaks, the hazy mist on the eastern highlands and the dark city walls of Rydenburg spreading to one side form a mysterious picture on different levels.
Brando glanced at the pocket watch, and a cold light reflected from the edge of the pocket watch.
"Why don't you speak?" He turned around and saw Freya riding on the horse, her head lowered and silent, looking hesitant. He originally wanted to praise her a few words this time, but Freya temporarily
The people he found and the stolen horses helped him a lot. He didn't expect to meet so many refugees, and there were so many people willing to follow him.
He looked back and saw that the number of refugees behind him had increased sharply from the dozens at the beginning to two or three hundred. People have a herd mentality. The more people there are, the more they will gather.
Freya was afraid that she would make Brando unhappy by making her own decisions, but she was too embarrassed to say it. She originally wanted to surpass Brando, but now she wants to perform better in front of Brando. This kind of
The psychological changes are subtle.
"You, you don't blame me?" Hearing that there was nothing unusual in Brando's tone, the future Valkyrie raised her head with wide eyes. Her light brown eyes reflected the moonlight, which was unusually bright, and the surprise in her eyes was also unusually obvious.
"What did I blame you for? You did a great job."
"But I'm late."
"Plans are flexible to a certain extent, as long as they don't exceed the minimum limit. I was also late for a while."
"Well, I..."
The two of them suddenly stopped talking, because the mercenary had already walked up from behind. He first bowed respectfully to the young man on his horse - just like a commoner would salute a noble lord. Then he raised the reins of the two horses in his hands.
, said: "Sir, mount your horse. You may be able to fight more flexibly in a while."
Brando looked at this guy and knew the other person's plan. He jumped out of the carriage lightly. He took the reins of the other person, raised his head and asked, "What's the point of riding a horse?"
The mercenary was startled, and his eyes immediately showed a look of ridicule. He said to himself that if you don't know it, you can't, but you still want to pretend to be confident. Do you think riding can be learned overnight? It's true.
In Warend, there were very few nobles who didn't know how to ride. Especially in the eyes of the soldiers going into battle, not being able to ride was a very shameful thing.
However, in order to make the other party look embarrassed in front of Freya, he still gave instructions: "You mount the horse from one side first. Have you seen the stirrups? For the first time, move a little slower." The employee deliberately spoke in detail,
Because he didn't believe that anyone could learn to ride a horse just by listening to a few words, so they horsemen might as well just go head-on and kill them.
But before he opened his mouth, Brando had already received a reminder whether he had to spend 15 points of skill experience to learn riding. When he put one foot on the stirrup, his movements were still unfamiliar, but the next step was to grab the bridle and get on the horse.
By then it was already smooth, as if it had been immersed in this art for many years.
Riding at level 3 is enough for horse fighting, with a total of 45 skill experience points. In fact, Brando has wanted to learn riding for a long time, but he didn't know that Freya could do it. Now he can't help but miss that 'probing'
Skills come.
When he turned around, he saw the mercenary looking at him with a look of shame and anger.
"Wait," the princess interrupted Alfwell's description: "You said he was still a novice before he mounted the horse?"
"That's right, Your Highness Princess. If I'm not mistaken, his movements when stepping on the stirrups were very irregular, just like many beginners." Overwell replied respectfully.
"But is it possible for a person to learn a skill in an instant?" The girl was a little unbelievable. She considered herself smart, but it still took nearly half a month to learn riding. But as soon as she learned it, she was already on par with the best.
A good rider is equally skilled.
"Unless he intended to deceive, this is what it is." Overwell actually couldn't believe it, but he didn't believe that the young man could deceive his own eyes either.
"He did this on purpose, he is really a master of mind tricks." The princess murmured to herself.
That's not necessarily the case. Overwell replied in his mind, but he didn't bring it up and continued talking.
On the other side, Charles also jumped out of the carriage. He glanced at the mercenary sideways, took the reins from the other man's hand, and mounted the horse lightly. He was a mage's retinue, and riding was one of the compulsory courses, not to mention superb.
Quite skillful.
Freya looked at the two of them and thought that Brando was good at everything, but he liked to lie too much. The same thing happened to her last time for first aid lessons. Thinking of that time, the girl's face felt a little hot.
When the mercenary looked at the master and servant, his first reaction was that he had been fooled, and he couldn't help but feel ashamed, angry and angry. At this time, Mano behind him also noticed that his companion was embarrassed, and quickly chased after him.
Come up and come to a few people.
"Young man, how long are we going to protect these people?" He was a bachelor, so he asked this as soon as he came up.
Brando turned his horse around and caught up with Freya in front of him. He looked at the refugees and replied: "From here through the Sharp Stone Valley, we can basically guarantee that we will take them to the other side."
They're safe."
"With so many people, we can't escape the pursuit of Madala's army." Mano shook his head.
"You can't, but I can."
Mano was startled behind him. "How did you do it?" he couldn't help but ask.
Brando pulled out the elf sword with a clang and pointed in the direction of the highland from a distance on his horse: "The skeleton cavalry are spies in Madala's army. They come from the core territories of Madala. Go and disperse them from there.
It takes more than half an hour to walk from here to Yinqueshan at the speed of refugees. I want to ensure that the team’s flanks are not threatened during this period——"
Mano was stunned, not expecting that his opening his mouth would become an excuse for the other party to order him. He couldn't help but cast his eyes on Freya. The person who made the agreement between them was Freya, not Brando.
"Brando?" Freya was also willing to believe this young man, but she felt that Brando's attitude was a bit too aggressive.
Brando sheathed his sword and replied: "So, you are actually just thinking about how to escape from here safely. Rather than how to take these people out with me, there is no use in talking more. You and Fu
Leya has an agreement, right? Come and listen to it - if you convince me, I can let each of you take a horse and leave."
Mano was stunned, and then he realized that this 'noble young man' was not a simple man. He completely took the initiative in the conversation in just a few sentences. He was also a mercenary leader before, and he had dealt with nobles, but he had never met them before.
Never been so sharp.
"We are mercenaries. If you can afford the remuneration, we will be willing to do things for you. But in normal times, of course we have to consider ourselves first. There is nothing to be embarrassed about." The older mercenary replied matter-of-factly.
"Yes, but I still have to remind you. You think you can escape safely with horses. Madara has an air force. Have you seen ghosts and bone vultures? They are in the sky. You know how to avoid these necromancers.
Eyeliner?" Brando put his hand on the hilt of the sword. He didn't believe that these guys would know - those mercenaries who were hanging out on the border had not really dealt with Madara and did not understand the terrifying power of the other party.
Q: How can you understand Madara by killing a few skeleton zombies? Then the necromancer might as well be killed by smashing his head against the wall.
Leto and his daughter Su also chased after him on horseback. He frowned when he heard the young man's words: "So you have something to do?"
"It's hard to say, no one is completely sure. But in the forest, my chance of winning is much higher, so my priority is how to get rid of those skeleton cavalry. With them on the flanks, the refugees can't move faster——
"
Mano and Leto fell silent, instinctively feeling that what the young man said was true.
Brando suddenly loosened the reins and let the horse run out in a circle to the high ground. He looked back at the few mercenaries here and took out a ruby from his arms: "You want to have a chance to survive?"
Come down, except for luck, it is best to come with me. My request is very simple - you listen to my command, protect Freya and lead these refugees to the other side of the canyon safely. You are mercenaries, this is what I promise you
The reward is to complete my commission, and there will be more in the future——"
He raised his hand, and the ruby flew through an arc and landed at Leto's feet.
Freya pointed at herself inexplicably and asked loudly: "Me? Brando, why is it me?" She looked at the refugees behind her and wondered if these refugees were brought out by Brando. How could they become the ones led by her?
?
It's not that she is unwilling, but can she do it with so many people? Freya couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. She was just a small militia captain at the beginning, but she soon had to lead more than ten people.
A seasoned mercenary will turn into a leader of hundreds or even thousands of people in the end. This is a bit unbelievable no matter how you think about it.
Brando smiled. He had his own arrangements and did not answer. Instead, he turned back and waved to Mano and Leto, and said simply:
"Go and gather your men. I'll wait for you to come back to life here - at least you can choose how to die, whether you are to be transformed into the undead by being bumped into Madara's army, or you can take my money and act like a real mercenary.
Like a soldier, he protects the weak and fights his way out."
He turned around, and the skeleton cavalry appeared under the moonlight again, this time about ten seconds earlier than the last time.
