Vol 2 Chapter 7

Act 7 Leader

After a large number of refugees dragged their homes and finally escaped from the north gate of Rittenberg, the congested crowd spread out along the Taniguchi Plain north of the Songsong River. In the moonlight, they were more like dense ant colonies.

The misty undulations in front are the southernmost end of the deer hunting hills. A small hill called the silver sparrow is full of beautiful Golan-Elson firs. These tall tree species have the shape of a tower and the end is inserted straight. In the sky and the woods, there are more than ten levels of bear and maned wolf haunting areas. In the game, players often have to travel together to deal with sudden dangers in the mountains.

Brando is convinced that their first step is to enter Yinqueshan to mitigate the threat from the side of the Taniguchi Plain. The army of Madara has been fully deployed. For days, they have absorbed nutrients from the earth. The scale has expanded like a sponge. Brando was afraid that he would see an endless sea of ​​skulls on the plain.

Fortunately, fantasy has not become reality.

However, in the fog under the night, a skeleton cavalry on the high ground is looming, which is not a good sign. The bone racks that ride the skeleton horses should come from the core territory of Madara. In this era, making these skeleton riders was still a difficult art of magic.

Instead of being as widespread as future generations, history dipped in blood, and the art of killing the war on both sides has matured rapidly.

Brando stared at those agile shadows for a moment in the mist, and looked at them from a distance. Then he disappeared, and later appeared a little closer. He was worried that the refugees behind them would be scattered, so Freya took the mercenaries to the flanks to protect the civilians, and soon he himself Followed up.

Freya has won support for her proposal to **** horses from the nobles. At least she proved to be willing to fight alongside those mercenaries-this is a head-drop. If Brando teaches her those things, she must be Can't do it. Besides, this young girl with a long pony tail performed very well. She rushed into the market with her arrows and slashed the cables of the suspension bridge to let others pass.

From that moment on, she had established her identity among these mercenaries, so that Reto, Mano and others made up their minds to gamble.

In contrast, the young man that the girl has always admired seemed a little obscure to everyone. The young man's carriage had been standing side by side with Freya's horse. He sat on the side of the driver, with a sword in one hand, and a look of contemplation-on the other side was a charcoal in a robe. Holding her cheeks in a false sip.

The carriage was missing a door, and a head popped up from time to time, looking curiously outside. Roman took care of a few children in the carriage, but she didn't feel hard at all, just felt her heart pounding, and fled under the pursuit of undead on such a mysterious night-it was really exciting and exciting, this was her Want adventure life.

The mercenary Mano couldn't help but pout his mouth behind, and Brando, who could not ride a horse, also marked his wife and children in his eyes. He rubbed his companions around with his elbows, thinking that most of these young aristocrats were on paper, so don't let Freya's simple girl be fooled by his sweet words.

He gestured to his companion and asked him to take the two and try the guy right away. They robbed more than fifty horses, half of which were heavy horses, and the other half were the best Enric warhorses. Apart from the dry food, the wounded, and their own use, there were many more.

His companions glanced at him and immediately understood. To tell the truth, they now have this feeling in their group, not to mention that Brando also asked Freya to order them to protect these refugees, but they did not say it but they were dissatisfied. What to do with a bunch of burdens? Now they all have horses, as long as they run wildly, put the danger behind their heads.

Someone had already suggested this to Reto, but the bar owner sent them to see Freya. The mercenaries are creditworthy, and their reputation cannot be sustained in this industry-the idea of ​​grabbing the horse was Freya's, and this girl took the lead to do it. There was an agreement between them, and it was impossible to leave. Already.

But that agreement has a prerequisite.

Skeleton cavalry appeared about thirty seconds shorter than the previous one, and then quietly disappeared into the mist. The huge second-round moon lies in the mountains to the east. The moon-shaped discs reflect the cusp-shaped peaks of the moonlight peaks. The hazy mist on the eastern highlands and the Ridenburg spread to the dark city walls on one side. Form a mysterious picture from different levels.

Brando glanced at the pocket watch, and the edge of the pocket watch reflected a cold light.

"Why don't you speak?" He turned to see Freya riding on his horse, and kept his head down without saying a word, anxious. He wanted to pay her a compliment this time. Freya's accidental finding of these people and the robbed horses helped him a lot. He didn't expect to encounter so many refugees, and there were so many. People are willing to follow him.

He looked back. The number of refugees in the back has increased from the first dozens to two or three hundred. People are herd mentality. The more people there are, the more they will gather.

Freya was afraid that she was unhappy at making Brandon annoying, but she was embarrassed to say it. She wanted to outperform Brando, but now she wanted to perform better in front of Brando. This psychological change was subtle.

"You, don't you blame me?" It was normal to hear Brando's tone, and the future Valkyrie raised her eyes with wide eyes. The light of the moon reflected in her light brown eyes was extremely bright, and her eyes were surprised.

"I blame you for what you did."

"But I'm late."

"The plans are flexible, as long as they do not exceed the threshold, and I am a bit late."

"That, I ..."

Suddenly they both heard, because the mercenary had already come up from behind. He first saluted the young people respectfully-just as ordinary people salute the noble master. Then he lifted the reins of the two horses in his hand and said, "Master, let's get on the horse. It may be easier to fight in a while."

Brando looked at the guy, knowing the other's plans, he jumped off the carriage lightly. Taking the other's reins, he looked up and asked, "What's the point of riding?"

The mercenary was stunned, and his eyes were immediately ridiculed. He said that you wouldn't do it, but he had to pretend to have a braided look. Do you think riding can be practiced overnight? In fact, in Voend, few aristocrats do not ride, especially in the eyes of soldiers in battle, it is a shame.

However, in order to make the other person ugly in front of Freya, he still pointed out: "You mount the horse from the side first, and see the horse? The first time, the action is slightly slower." Because he didn't believe that anyone would learn to ride a horse just by listening to two sentences, then they would just kill one of them.

But he only spoke on this side, and Brando had already received the hint of whether to consume 15 skills to learn riding. When he put one foot on the stable, his movement still seemed rusty, but when he grasped the halter next to turn on the horse, he was already smooth, as if he had been soaked in this way for many years.

Level 3 riding can be a horse battle, a total of 45 skills experience. In fact, Brando had wanted to learn riding a long time ago, but he didn't know that Freya would, and now he couldn't help but miss that ‘question’ skill.

He looked back and saw the mercenary looking at him with a look of shame.

"Wait," the princess interrupted Feverwell's description. "You said he was a novice before he started?"

"That's it, Her Royal Highness. If the old man reads it right, he moves on the stables very irregularly, just like many beginners." Beverwell replied respectfully.

"But is it possible for a person to learn a skill in an instant?" The girl was unbelievable. She thought she was clever, and it took her nearly half a month to learn riding. As soon as she learned, she was already as skilled as the best rider.

"Except that he deliberately deceives, otherwise this is the case." Actually, Weifuer couldn't believe it, but he didn't believe the young man could cheat his eyes.

"He did it on purpose, this man is really a master of juggling," the princess muttered to herself.

That may not be so. Feverwell replied in his heart, but did not raise it, but continued to talk.

On the other side, Char also jumped off the carriage. He glanced at the mercenary side by side, took the reins from the opponent's hand, and got on the horse lightly. He is a master's obedience, and riding is one of the required courses.

Freya looked at the two of them, thinking that Brando was fine. She just loved to cheat. The last time I asked her to learn first aid, the girl's face became a little hot when she thought about it.

The mercenary looked at the master and the servant, and the first reaction was that he was tricked. At this time, Mano at the back also noticed that his companion had eaten crickets, and hurriedly rushed to catch up and came to a few people.

"Young man, when are we going to protect these people?" He was also a bachelor, and asked when he came up.

Brando turned his head and caught up with Freya in front of him and rode. He took a look at the refugees and replied, "From here through the Spike Rock Valley, we can take them to the other side and we can basically guarantee their safety."

"With so many people, we can't shake the pursuit of Madara." Mano shook his head.

"You can't, I can."

Mano froze in the back. "How do you do that?" He couldn't help asking.

Brando yanked out his elven sword and pointed towards the highlands immediately: "The Skeleton Cavalry are spies in Madara's army. They come from the most core territories of Madara. Go and scatter them. It takes more than half an hour to go to Yinqueshan here at the speed of refugees. I want to ensure that the flanks of the team are not threatened during this time— "

Suddenly, Mano didn't expect that his opening was an excuse for the other party to order himself. He couldn't help looking at Freya. The agreement between them was Freya, not Brando.

"Brando?" Freya was willing to believe the young man, but she thought Brando's attitude was a little too aggressive.

Brando closed his sword and replied, "So, you just want to know how to escape from here in peace. You don't want to take these people out with me, so it's not helpful to say more. You and Fu Leia has an agreement, let's hear it-persuading me, I can let you all take a horse away. "

As soon as Mano was stunned, he realized that this 'noble youth' was not simple. In a few words, he fully grasped the initiative of the conversation. He was also a mercenary leader before, dealing with nobles, but he has not encountered such a blaze.

"We are mercenaries. If you can afford it, we would be willing to work for you. But of course, we usually have to think about ourselves first, which is not embarrassing." The older mercenary replied of course.

"Yes, but I still want to remind you that you think you can escape safely with horses. Madara has an air force. Have you seen ghosts and vultures? They are in the sky, and you know how to avoid these undead wizards. Eyeliner? "Brando put his hand on the hilt, and he didn't believe these guys would know-those mercenaries who had mixed up on the border did not really deal with Madara and did not understand the terribleness of the other party. Office. Kill a few skeleton zombies even if you know Madara? The undead wizard might as well have hit a wall and die.

Reto and his daughter Su also chased after him on a horse. He frowned when he heard the words of the young man: "So you have a way?"

"It's hard to say, no one can be perfect. But in the forest, my odds are much higher, so I give priority to how to get rid of the skeleton cavalry, and they can't get faster with the flanking refugees- "

Mano and Reto were silent, and they instinctively felt that the young man was right.

Brando suddenly slackened his reins, and let the horse run out of the circle to the high ground. He looked back at the mercenaries here, and took out a ruby ​​from his arms: "You want to have a chance to survive, and it is best to be with me except fortunate. My request is simple-you listen I direct and protect Freya to lead these refugees safely to the other side of the canyon. You are mercenaries, this is the reward I promise you, complete my commission, and there will be more in the future-"

As soon as he lifted his hand, the ruby ​​crossed an arc and fell to Reto's feet.

Freya pointed to herself somehow and asked loudly, "I? Brando, what is it to me?" She looked at the refugees behind her, wondering if they were brought out by Brando, and how she became her leader Is it?

Doesn't it mean she doesn't want to, but just so many people, can she do it? Freya could not help but feel uneasy. She was only a small militia captain at the beginning, but she would lead more than ten experienced mercenaries in a while. This would become hundreds of people and may even end up It is a leader of thousands of people, and it is strange to think of it.

Brando smiled. He had his own plans and didn't answer. Instead, he waved back at Mano and Reto, and said simply:

"Go, gather your hands. I'm here waiting for you to return to life-at least you can choose how to die, whether it is a bump into the army of Madara who is transformed into an undead, or holding my money like a real employment Soldiers protect the weak and fight hard to kill a blood path. "

He looked back, and the Skeleton Cavalry appeared again in the moonlight, this time about ten seconds earlier.