Under a tall and slender shining silver tree, among the scattered fallen leaves, Yuta put away the communication crystal in the expectant eyes of everyone. Several young people immediately asked: "How is it, group?"
Sir, what did the lord say?"
The beautiful female mercenary leader raised her fiery red hair and smiled easily. "What else can I do? Your Excellency naturally agreed to my plan. These Cruz people are here to drive away the undead in a sneaky way, and there must be nothing good going on.
, they have been huddled in Aowei Xin for more than a day or two, maybe it is related to this secret, how could the lord let go of such a good opportunity," she looked at her subordinates teasingly with her emerald green eyes:
"How about it? How could my judgment be wrong? You guys still have a lot to learn, little Maotou."
"Yes, yes, the leader knows the lord best."
"But Captain, the lord is much younger than you."
"What did you say?" Yuta narrowed his eyes and asked in a bad tone.
"Nothing...nothing. Do you have any instructions from the lord?" Several young people hurriedly denied.
Jutta snorted from his nose angrily, and replied with a serious expression: "The task given to us by the lord is to hold back these Cruz people. It is best not to let them pass through the Golden Needle Valley before evening."
"Wow, this task is not easy. This is an army. How can we just hold them back?" The wizard among the young people immediately shouted exaggeratedly.
"But this is not an ordinary army. This army is actually only controlled by a few people. The lowest skeleton soldiers have no intelligence and can only obey orders instinctively." The young knight known as Mel thought carefully.
He paused and said: "So we just need to hold back the person who controls these skeletons."
"That's not easy," the young wizard shook his head and pointed out the problem: "There are also dozens of knights, all of whom are highly skilled in martial arts. Except for the captain, who here dares to challenge any one of them alone.
No problem. Besides, they have more people than us. To say the least, other people's commanders are not fools. When have you ever seen that the army needs to stop and wait for the scout team to finish fighting? Others only need to dedicate a part of their people to drive us away.
We can still move forward as usual.”
This statement made sense, and several other young knights nodded in agreement.
Yuta also frowned. The beautiful female mercenary leader originally wanted to reveal her identity and lure the other party to come and expel her to delay time, but now she realized that there seemed to be some loopholes in this plan.
, thinking about the problem too simply. The number of knights on the opposite side of the Cruz people is not large, but it is several times more than them. It is completely possible to separate a team of people to drive them away.
"Otherwise," Mel's eyes suddenly brightened, and he waved his hand to let others focus on him: "We can scare each other."
A look of scorn appeared on the young wizard's face. He shook his head and said: "Scared? Mel, although you have not systematically studied wizard knowledge, I can forgive your ignorance, but you have to know. This kind of low-level undead without a mind is immune to
scary."
"Shut up!" Juta couldn't stand his former subordinate and hit him on the back of the head angrily: "Mel is a mountain man from Viero, and he knows more about the undead than you do.
Listen to what he has to say."
Mel looked at the young wizard who was holding his head and looking at him innocently and smiled kindly, and then continued to answer: "Actually, Crewe is right, if this army is the undead of Madara, we will indeed be very happy."
It’s hard to scare them. But now it’s the Cruzes who control them—”
"I understand," the young wizard replied quickly: "You want to scare those who control the skeletons. In this case, it is feasible, but you should explain it clearly earlier..."
He wanted to continue speaking, but Yuta glared at him fiercely, so he reluctantly swallowed the second half of his sentence.
Juta turned back: "Mel, tell me, what are your plans?"
Mel nodded, took a step back, picked up a few stones and placed a simple map on the ground. He was a top student at Wangli Knight Academy. It was not difficult for him to temporarily make a combat map, but three times five divided by two
At that time, a simple picture of the Golden Needle Valley appeared in front of everyone, which stunned several young people. Even Yuta couldn't help but touched the tip of his chin, and said with some envy: "Hey, I want to go there too."
I’m studying at the Royal Knights Academy, but I don’t know if Her Royal Highness will accept it.”
Mel chuckled: "I remember when I was taking a course on war history, Marshal Rafael, Cruz's famous general, said something. He said that there are two kinds of sharpest hunters on the battlefield. One is one who has experienced hundreds of battles and has
Battlefield veterans with extremely rich actual combat experience, this type of people can accurately sniff out fighter opportunities through clues and anomalies on the ever-changing battlefield, and the so-called things in the drill are just the essence summed up from the lifelong experience of these veterans.
, it can be said to be a quick method, which is not useful for people with real experience like the group leader."
"Wow," the young wizard gave Mel an exaggerated thumbs up: "Mel, you are so flattering, but you probably don't know that our leader's most powerful experience is escaping... Oh no, it's turning around.
Come in." Faced with Yuta's increasingly unfavorable look, Crewe quickly changed his words and tried to change the subject: "By the way, what is the second type of person that the marshal is talking about?"
Yuta was about to take action, but when she heard this question, she couldn't help but be a little curious. She knew that she was not a military genius, and she only took the path of mercenary to make a living, so she met
Brando then decisively chose to settle down. In fact, sometimes she couldn't bear to have so much trouble in Fir Tree Territory. If Brando hadn't been kind to her, and if the lord hadn't been a descendant of Darus,
She might have chosen to leave a long time ago. It might be good to be an ordinary person. It would be better if her sister is still here.
But the moment he put on the knight's uniform, Jutta discovered that he actually still had a little ambition in his heart. Among the people around Brando, except for the oldest group of veterans of the long war.
She was relatively older among these people, especially compared to the young people in the White Lion Guard later. Perhaps she felt the vitality of her youth from these young people, and her heart settled down again, and she was willing to
She took over the position that Brando had promised her.
However, she also understands that she has reached this stage not because of her ability, but because of the choice she made in Fir Castle. The Lord is a kind-hearted and good person, but she cannot shamelessly rely on her elders. But whenever there is an opportunity to learn,
, she is able to ask questions modestly. This is why she values the opinions of this young man Mel so much. Jutta is very clear about the importance Brando attaches to this batch of graduates from the Royal Knights Academy, and Freya goes without saying.
As long as there are graduates in this class who are willing to join the Valhalla Fleet and the White Lion Guard, Brando will try his best to give them the opportunity to show their talents. Although it is not mentioned explicitly, it is like Mel becoming her
The Guards Knight was actually secretly arranged by Antitina with Brando's instructions.
You must know that she is now considered a senior general around Brando, and the knights around her must choose trustworthy and reliable people. Moreover, Brando often laments to old people like them in private, saying that Tony
Geer's popularity is still not high enough. Most of the graduates of this period of Wangli Knight Academy chose to go to the old White Lion Army in the north instead of going south to join the White Lion Guards. The implication is that it is quite a pity.
In fact, after getting along with each other for a period of time, Juta had to sigh that his lord was so discerning, and the few young people around him from the Royal Knights were all good. An outstanding person like Mel
Although there were not many, the ones left were far better than the so-called outstanding nobles she had seen before. Sometimes she was even a little confused as to why her lord could always be one step ahead. She followed Brando's
It was not too late, and it was clear that Brando had almost no time to get to know this batch of Wangli Knight Academy graduates before. How did he know that there would be so many talents here?
Or is it that all the previous graduates of the Knight Academy are heroes and extraordinary men? However, Yuta himself feels that this idea is a bit unreliable. After all, if this is true, Eruin will not be like what he is today.
Looks like it.
Of course, this is actually an illusion of this beautiful female mercenary group. In fact, even if Brando knows that the average level of graduates of this generation in history is far higher than that of their peers, they have not yet reached the point where they are all heroes.
It's just that most of the cadets who can choose to go south to join the White Lion Guards or even the Tonigel Fleet at this time are courageous and adventurous young people. These people themselves are more confident, so they can be more trustworthy.
It is your own vision rather than following the crowd, so it is reasonable that the average level is higher.
After listening to Crewe's words, Mel showed a look of yearning in his eyes and replied: "The second type of person is the so-called genius. As long as this kind of person stands on the battlefield, it seems that he was born for this stage. The so-called experience
Laws and regulations are completely inapplicable to him, and every move he makes seems to be a lunatic's move in the normal military discipline, just like Geert, the Fire King, attacking the Miner people head-on with an infantry phalanx in the Knuko Hills.
Like the world-shaking heavy cavalry, anyone else would be suicidal, but he was able to successfully create miracles in one fell swoop. This was not because he was favored by the goddess of luck, but because of his courage and genius-like inspiration and sense of smell. This sense of smell
Inspiration is innate and cannot be studied or imitated——"
"To put it simply, it's something that ordinary people can't learn." The young wizard rolled his eyes angrily.
"Absolutely," Mel said seriously: "Such a famous general is rare in a hundred years, and a genius like the King of Fire has never appeared since the War of the Saints -" He stopped here.
After a moment, he mustered up the courage to say: "But I may have seen this potential in a person. He can always make the impossible possible. This is one of the purposes of my coming to this place."
"You mean the lord?" The young wizard almost jumped up and shook his head: "This is impossible, the lord is very powerful, but that is in other aspects. When it comes to fighting, I think Ms. Medissa is better than
He is much more powerful."
Jutta also felt it was a bit outrageous. She was more familiar with Brando than these young people. Of course she knew that her lord was very good at directing small-scale battles. Of course, that was only based on her eyes.
But in large-scale wars, perhaps the lord's vision is always very prophetic, but compared to the King of Fire, it is really far behind.
He was the most genius and amazing person born among human beings a thousand years ago. Among the four sages, Gilt had the most ordinary origin, but he had the highest achievements. Among the four sages, the other three sages were no more than equal in strength.
At this time, Ellanta was slightly higher than the leader, but it was still far behind Gilt, the Lord of Fire. St. Osor, the Queen of the Wind, was the most confident in his swordsmanship, but he had to admit that Gilt was a
For thousands of years, his talent in swordsmanship has not been surpassed by anyone. In terms of military command, he has even surpassed the other three sages by a few streets. Airanta cannot command operations at all, and Fan
Zan is not much different. Although Saint Osor has the ability to command, it is limited to this. In that vigorous war a thousand years ago, there were only two protagonists on the Black Iron People's side who actually participated in and decided the war situation. One was
It's Gilt, Lord of Fire, a silver elf.
These two protagonists perfectly interpret Raphael's words.
Seeing the disbelief on other people's faces, Mel just smiled faintly and did not refute. He had been getting along very well with these companions and Jutta, his immediate boss, these days, and he didn't want to worry about these small things.
Just start a dispute with your colleagues, not to mention they have other business matters at the moment.
Seeing Mel's expression, Jutta seemed to have reacted. She shook her head and said, "I didn't expect you to think so highly of the lord. Well, Mel, do your best and I will introduce you to him when I find time."
"real?"
"Of course." Yuta was very dissatisfied that his words were questioned: "But now, let's talk about your plan."
The young knight didn't seem to notice at all that the female mercenary leader's pride was hurt. He became a little excited and pointed at the stones on the ground seriously.
