Vol 2 Chapter 72

Prophecy of Act 72

In the cold weapon era, a war is often not as optimistic as people think.

Before encountering such face-to-face assassinations, it is difficult for people living in peaceful times to speculate on the pair of people who are roaming on the battlefield. The battle was a bit of cold, how the sturdy, sharp edge of the blade inserted into the throat, let the blood splatter, and blend into the night-the dying man struggled hard, staring at the last sight he could see with his weak eyes. It should be a picture that is gradually dimming and still.

Then, as the blood foam swelled into the lung lobes, the wounded coughed with a hoarseness, and curled up and died tragically.

But there are still many people who take it for granted that the scenes in the novel and the drama are replaced with real killings, just like the first players and the latecomers in the 'Amber Sword'. Of course, Brando also had an identity called 'Sophie' at that time. He remembered that the first real battle of his own in that past game was funny and ridiculous.

Unexpectedly opened the battlefield, the two armies confronted each other, it was in a similar mang forest-Del Thar Forest. Brando still remembers the place, densely forested, winding along the steep and rugged coastline, the opponent is hidden between the cliffs, through the caves that lead in all directions and their hide-and-seek slave merchants and their private army.

Because the real confrontation actually took place between the elite scouts-the player's large forces pulled out a beautiful skirmish line in the jungle in an orderly manner, their number was about three times that of the private soldiers, and even more a bit more. However, the balance of the victory and defeat does not necessarily depend on the number of players. The beginning of the battle is accompanied by the chaos of the players. This is taken for granted-the team members and the organizers cannot find each other. Most people only Can form squads to fight for themselves.

For several hours, the players were attacked on both wings, but thousands of people in the center were only delayed by a small cavalry.

Yes, most people understand that flanks are under attack.

The problem is.

Where is the scout?

Where is the flanking?

When you are located on a huge cold weapon era battlefield that is several kilometers wide, you will find that overlooking the entire battlefield at a forty-five degree angle is not only a happy thing, but also a promising one. Unexpected luxury.

Brando deeply remembered that he was in a forest surrounded by his own people, surrounded by various flags in all directions-belonging to unions, individuals, knights, attendants, swallowtail flags, square flags No one understands what that means.

Most people, including him, could only be swarmed forward, followed the crowd, and proceeded blindly for several hours. Occasionally encountered a small group of slave personal soldiers, all of them swarmed up, like a bamboo shoot, at first the players were in high spirits, thinking that they were already in sight. But later, if you overlook the battlefield at this moment, you will find that this huge team is already torn apart.

And two or three professional mercenaries are interspersed in this fragmented cake, emptying it like a tapeworm.

By the time it got late, it was already the banner of the enemy in all directions—

Recalling that war, which was later dubbed the “Deltaar Massacre” —in fact, this name vividly describes the situation of more than 1,700 players who were originally assembled by three unions. There is no doubt that these players are very brave fighters. Even in the end, they each formed a squad and fought hard, but of course the whole army was annihilated.

In fact, it is really ironic: during the whole morning and afternoon, the results of the players have not yet fallen into the night, and they have caused great damage to the slave traders after the war.

Brando thought of the battle, not just an embarrassing wry smile, but also a cold sweat. After that, it was not until the later Butch War (during the Second Black Rose War) that players gradually learned lessons and learned how to arrange the battlefield-which banner they needed. How to tell which knightly aristocratic army belongs under a banner from which weird badges. Players also learn to place the battlefield on a flat gentle **** below a high ground, so that their commander will make a circle of ten kilometers. A panoramic view of the battlefield.

It's just like the "Maned Wolf" Macaroo.

Of course, the battle between mercenaries and bandits is far from war. However, the battle in the Mang Forest was different, and Brando tightened the reins to prevent the thick bushes from spurring the horse from restlessness. He turned around and saw some of the forest wearing green capes and holding large pomelo paint bows. The silhouette flashed by. If it is ordinary people, I am afraid that these guys will not be able to detect it at all.

Those who are not lizards, of course, Brando thinks that the lizards in the Barogan Forest should be one of the jungle lizards. Although their granular and scaled skin is also dark green, these small creatures are not as good. The mountain people are tall and burly. There is no doubt that those are the best hunters among mountain people-penetrating forest shooters.

This is the name given to them by the Cruzs who invaded this place. It was like a ghost wandering above this forest for the soldiers of the Empire more than 200 years ago, but it is an honor to the mountain people. title. It means the quickest hunter, the most accurate shooter, the best ranger.

"I don't know where Marcaro found these rangers," Brando knocked the metal ornaments on the reins unconsciously with his fingers, thinking silently. He certainly heard the name of "one of the most outstanding rangers in humankind". In fact, he has fought alongside these rangers for some time in the past, or in the future, maybe not too long, but enough to leave a profound impression. "Did they have been wandering in this area for a long time?"

With a good ranger, the mercenary regiment is much easier to work with.

Obviously, Mane Wolf has quite a set of ways to deal with opponents--

In fact, Brando knew that mercenaries were far more familiar with their opponents running across the country in times of chaos than the latter.

This is the case of the members of the "Grey Wolf" mercenary group. It is not the first time or the second time for them to do this kind of work. It is common to hire mercenaries to fight against the robber groups entrenched in the wilderness. The more famous mercenaries, the more experience they have. And 'Maned Wolf' Macaroo will naturally not be an unknown member.

According to Brando's own view, if the player is to deal with the rogue group, the best idea is naturally to pull out the opponent's nest once and for all. He took a look at Marcaro's layout, and realized that the other side's approach was intact with what he thought. However, they also have the advantage that the location of the Lizardmen tribe has been determined. The silver elven remains in Palogan will take a lot of trouble to find it for outsiders, but it is easy for locals and mountain hunters. Things.

Originally, Brando was a little hesitant at the beginning, he was not sure if he had to join the other party to take risks together. After all, he could hire someone to follow him personally and wait for the plane. However, there are some risks in doing so, and rashly following a mercenary regiment can be regarded as a serious provocation, which may cause unnecessary misunderstanding. Young people are unwilling to give birth to extravagance, so they think of using the existing provisions of the mercenary writing.

But now it seems that he did not expect that there are still so many forest piercing men under Makaro, which is a pleasant surprise. Of course, it also reminded him that it was fortunate that he didn't act according to the ‘a’ plan, otherwise how could the general guide not be found in front of the forest wearer.

He couldn't help looking at Macaro and Buga.

‘Maned Wolf’ Macaroo and Buga both slumped their faces. They deliberately let Brando see his underwood shooter, which is a last resort. This is just a deterrent. Brando's group of fifteen people in the center of the team was like a time bomb, like Mang on his back, but he was less likely to put them in front or behind, because it was more dangerous.

Of course, if he can choose, Macaro will definitely choose to throw Brando directly. In fact, Buga has given him such a gesture more than once.

But Macaroo finally shook his head.

He touched the scars on his face, and the "Grey Wolf" mercenaries could not do anything to honour the group's overall honor, although many mercenary regiments did so-even including some of the large mercenary regiments now famous. The past is not so glorious. But he and Buga actually understand that their group department is the same.

The two men glanced at each other, inadvertently remembering the young Eco.

"Ico is still in town?" Makaro asked.

Bugatti.

"Forget it, let him go. It's not his fault," the red-haired middle-aged man shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Unfortunately we can't talk to him too much."

"He is also for your good."

"He saw the **** on the side of the card, but he didn't know that we knew it already. Drake was calculating us. How could that idiot know that we were also calculating him." Macaroo tilted his head dismissively. "But the real trouble now is not the guy, but the young man in the team. I have now determined that he and the card are not a group, but this does not reduce my worry much."

"It's really ironic, do you understand." 'Maned Wolf' rarely laughed at himself.

Bougainville shared.

But Brando didn't understand how much trouble his arrival had caused the two future big men. About 70 people in their line went straight to the ruins of the silver elves in the forest. If they could strike a sneak attack, it would be best. If not, it is estimated that this work would last for several days. Banditry in the forest is not something that happens overnight.

It was just that he was riding on the horse, but he thought of something else.

He thought of the Raiders post on the forum again, but he couldn't figure out when the "Maned Wolf" Macaroo got in touch with a mercenary group called "Grey Wolf". It should not be "Mountain Blue" '? The kind of light purple flower blooming among the mountains in the south. What was the symbol of that flower as the mercenary's emblem? He suddenly shook his head to get the irrelevant thought out of his mind, and then seemed to flash off the dark sky and the sea. He seemed to be splashed with icy water from scratch, remembering the connection between the noun and the previous word.

Gray Wolf Mercenary Corps! By the way, the Gray Wolf Mercenary Corps!

Brando looked up and felt that the surrounding forests were stained with a strange color. It turned out to be a simple task of clearing up robbers, but now it seems that something is wrong.

It stands to reason that the Gray Wolf Mercenary Regiment saw more than 70 members. Among them, the black iron level accounts for more than half, and one fifth is the silver level, and there is a forest shooter. Such a team goes to clear more than a hundred lizardmen bandits in their early 20s. What else is needed? But there must be something wrong here.

As soon as Brando took a soft breath, he heard Antitina asking behind him.

"Why do you arrange people there? This is unusual." He could think of the nobleman's frowning, almost without looking back.

"What do you know, little girl." This was the voice of Reddy.

Brando immediately sketched a stinking face.