Vol 2 Chapter 9

Act Nine Day One

The refugees accompanying Brando fled into Yinqueshan before sunrise, and as Brando judged, after they defeated the undead scout cavalry, the undead army did not catch up. Because the fighting power of low-level undead and vampires would drop sharply throughout the day, Brando guessed that they would not allow the skeleton sea to advance under the sun until they completely destroyed the Whitebeard Swordsman Regiment.

However, after the undead occupy several cemeteries in Ridenburg, the force will surely expand. It is said that when Targus arrived at Dragus in the north of this place, the force had expanded by as much as 100,000. It was Golan-El Five times the total strength of the Mori region.

The number of refugees has grown to four or five hundred after the increase in the number of refugees. The long line is mixed with carriages and heavy mules, which stretches to half a mile between Yinque Mountain. Some people were looking for their loved ones who had been lost at night before and after the procession, and it took a while for the refugee groups to look a little angry.

The merchant lady secretly ran down from the carriage in the daytime, and now she is holding her baby bag and sitting on a flatbed carriage full of cargo to tell stories to a few hairy little ghosts-she did not tell the story. All the little ones were staring with wide eyes.

She was talking about Brando's calmness and wiseness, and suddenly she saw a man and a woman riding on horses from a distance, coming up with a scared face and lowering her head subconsciously.

Brando slept for about three hours. This was the only time he had slept in the past few days, but he didn't sleep well considering the affairs of the Madara army-he quickly slapped, and repeatedly confirmed that he had found the sneaky After the shy girl was Romain, she couldn't help laughing and shook her head:

"How did you run out?"

"I'm bored." Miss Merchant replied with a low eyebrow.

"It's dangerous outside, Roman," Freya frowned, staring at her best friend, worriedly, "what's going on with you, how can I tell Aunt Jenny?"

"It's nothing dangerous. I'm telling a story to them." Romain frowned as soon as he mentioned this.

The little ghosts nodded in a hurry.

"Now we are not talking about what you are doing," Freya sighed. "Do you know how nervous you are now?"

Brando looked at Romain with amusement: "What story are you telling?"

"It's a story about Brando."

Brando waved to her and motioned for her to come. The business lady missed for a moment, no doubt there was him, ran to the edge of the carriage but was caught by the young man, pinched her face, rubbed hard and taught: "——To listen to Freya's words, pay attention to your safety, understand ?"

Romain was startled and made a whining sound, while pushing Brando away in a hurry, raising a pair of small eyebrows: "I ... wow ... get it, let's go ... let go!"

Then she quickly hurried back to the other corner of the carriage, stared vigilantly at Brando, patted her chest, and looked resigned.

Brando smiled secretly, and felt really good. But he turned around and saw Freya looking at it with envy, but the ponytail girl's face turned red immediately, don't go over and say loudly: "Widows, shameless shame, regardless of you two ..."

She left this sentence and ran away alone, leaving Brando alone in a daze there-somehow she caused the young lady again. While he was fainting there, Mano and Reto came over there.

They sought him out to draw manpower from the refugees to form a self-defense corps. In fact, the surrounding terrain has become more complicated since the refugees' team entered Yinqueshan. The hills are filled with large fir trees, and the vision has become very poor from the beginning-and they not only have to guard against possible ma Dala's undead spies should also guard against bears and maned wolves in the forest. What's more, the ranks of refugees are still increasing. Even if Brando threw more than thirty riders into it, it is estimated that there was no splash.

Besides, he also sent the riders out to the front fan-shaped range for investigation, and the manpower at hand became even tighter.

Fortunately, there are still many men who have participated in complete militias training and dare to stand up and fight. Brando had more than thirty black heir swords that had just been collected from the skeleton riders. All of them were distributed one by one, and it was no problem to arm 40 or 50 people.

Reto and Mano placed these people to the sides and back, patrolling them back and forth to maintain order and law and order in the refugee ranks. But this is a simple matter to say, but it is very troublesome to do. They are busy for half a morning for this matter, and at this moment Reto is just to report the results.

Mano had another purpose. He and Shire sorted out the pieces of armor collected from the undead scout cavalry last night and gave them to Brando.

Most are cracked metal rings, with only a few metal pieces. Brando picked up each of them and looked at the sun, then touched the inside of the metal ring with his fingertips. He quickly found the familiar emblem, one eye.

Brando put the pieces of armor back into Mano's hands and replied: "It seems that behind us are dead troops, as in history--"

Suddenly he saw Mano looking at himself suspiciously, and coughed: "Dead Magus, he is a semi-zombie. Among the military generals of Madara, he is particularly good at focusing on quantitative advantages, but he likes to spend the night March, when you can see the zombie army in the mountains. "

Brando's words made Reto and Mano look at each other. They didn't know why Brando was so familiar with Madara, but it didn't look like he was talking big. Besides, this young man doesn't need to talk big. Since the war last night, he has won the hearts of their old mercenaries.

But Brando stopped and looked up. There are a few dark spots in the sky on the southeast side, and it is not known whether it is a hawk in the mountain or a vulture of Madara. However, he soon stopped thinking about this problem. As Madala's standard scout unit, skeletal vultures are also invincible-they have excellent eyesight, and the necromancer can understand everything on the battlefield through them.

In the last years of the First Age, that is, several battles between 421 (the year of Lin Mao) and 426 (the year of astrology), especially the Battle of the Oblique Forest in Siphage, Ma Dala's skeletal vulture is so wild that the player dispatched the dragon cavalry to disperse it. It was the peak of Madara, and the tactics of Binghai were almost reached to the limit.

However, they did not sum up their methods in the battles throughout the year. For example, in such dense forests and extremely high mountains, bone vultures have been severely weakened. Their monotonous chromaticity is difficult to distinguish the combat environment under complex terrain. . Not to mention the four or five hundred people of Brando, that is, one or two thousand people drilled into the deer hunting hills, and there are no shadows like the stones thrown into the sea.

That's why Brando has chosen to enter Yinqueshan instead of following the brigade of refugees into the better-pointed Spire Valley. He didn't say it, because he was afraid that these experienced mercenaries would be unconvinced. Although he would rather believe that these people were still bloody, but his defense was indispensable--

Brando thought about it and continued: "Margus loves marching at night, but he will not be idle all day. He will use the elite ghouls and corpses squadrons to drive refugees, but now he The first thing to do is to defeat the White Maned Swordsman Regiment. I just don't know where Luc Besson should be now. "

In fact, Brando was most afraid of being discovered by the bone dragon. He knew that Targus had a three-skull dragon in his hands. If it was found by a bone dragon in an open area such as a river valley, it would be a disaster. But Targus should be in Ridenburg for a period of time. After occupying the cemetery there, he should hurry up and expand his strength. Anyway, the biggest nails have been pulled-from Ridenburg to Dragus. Jianshi River Valley, no obstacles in the middle.

Brando said, couldn't help but look at the direction of the valley. At this time, he has become a generation of young generals or rising stars in the eyes of Reto and Mano. Even his eyes can not help but look a little different.

Although they are mercenaries, they may not have the idea of ​​being noble family members. Only God knows that Brando is just a fake nobleman-although the young man has deliberately corrected Char's name once, he can hear the latter call him "Master" with a serious attitude, he There is a kind of creepy feeling, not as good as the default name now.

He thought about this problem for a while, but can only blame the ‘factory settings’ for not being set.

After finishing my work in the morning, everything was fine all morning, but the ranks of refugees were getting bigger and bigger. In addition to a refugee team that came up from behind, there were also some refugees who fled from the direction of the river valley. They brought news of that direction. Brando was really not wrong. Margus's ghouls and demons The squadron and the three skeletons of Kabais are fighting fiercely with the Whitemane Army there. It is expected that the victory will be divided in the evening.

The refugee ranks once expanded to about a thousand people. Brando stopped them to make a meal in time. Fortunately, because of the northwest and southwestern districts that Madara attacked first when he entered the city yesterday, these escaped from the north of the city. Most people have enough time to bring some necessities without having to worry about food issues.

However, the young people are not unprepared. The deer hunting forest is a natural food reserve base in his eyes. There are many types of animals in the forest. In addition to the aggressive bears and maned wolves, there are wild boars, deer, badgers and hares, and there are a lot of pine nuts to collect, and there are mushrooms and wild vegetables in the forest. As long as you have the intention, feeding one or two thousand people here doesn't go well, but there is no problem in ensuring adequate food and clothing.

At about three o'clock in the afternoon, the riders released before finally brought back the first news for Brando. The news is not about Madara--

Someone wants to see him.