Vol 2 Chapter 73

Raiders of Brandy Act 73

He looked back, and sure enough he saw a frost-filled face on the white-haired youth.

Next to him was more than a dozen Jadran heavy infantry behind the woods. The Jadran were one of the most common mercenaries in Eruin—as if the residents of these deep sea areas were professional soldiers. In fact, this tradition has its origins. The eleven port city-states in the Jutland region have been perpetually engaged in evil, and frequent wars have thus spawned the profession of mercenaries.

A typical Judran mercenary should at least wear a fine, heavy scale armor with a flame steel spear on his back. The spear is covered with a large half-height shield and a sword-axe hanging on his waist-that is them The tool of eating, every Jaderan inherits this unique wealth from their parents.

The background in these past games Brando doesn't even need to remember, he is already familiar with it.

"What's the matter?" He asked, pulling the reins to slow the horse down.

"Those who are obviously heavy infantry, sir," Antitina had a keen alert in her pretty dark gemstone eyes-she replied, "They put heavy infantry behind, obviously still not convinced we."

Brando glanced back, and suddenly there was a slight realization. He smiled and said, "Not trusting us is the normal response."

"but."

The girl's questioning led the white-haired young man to sigh dissatisfied.

Brando glanced at the guy and asked, "So what do you mean by putting these Jadran mercenaries behind?"

"It has nothing to do with you," Reddy replied neatly.

"Sir, this is the case, they walk too slowly in the forest," but instead saw the thin young man pulling his sleeve aside in the morning, and replied, "Mr. Macaroo placed them in This is also to prevent emergencies, not to distrust you. "

"You get two birds with one stone, that's the way it is." Brando showed his expression, but did not forget to yell: "Compared to you, some of your companions are less able to speak."

Reddy's face turned cloudy immediately and he left without a word, leaving the skinny young man with a grin. Brando looked at the young man and asked, "What's your name?"

"My name is Sandov."

"Sanford, doesn't it sound like a local name?"

"Because I was originally a bread apprentice in Prague ... Of course, that was before being a mercenary." The young man looked at them and asked, "Sir, listen to your accent, as if you are also there?"

"I'm not, but they are." Brando rushed to Antitina and Miss Roman Nunu's chin.

Sandward smiled a little smirk, and looked at the girl riding side by side behind Brando. But Antitina turned her head and didn't look at him. After all, she was still aristocratic. Even though she was down, she still had the blood of the incomparable and proud of the Eruin aristocracy. She did not want to be more than an ordinary person. Deal with. However, Roman did not have this concern. Miss Merchant blinked at the young man. She is a Butcher, and she is considered a fellow.

"It's true to say that. But carrying heavy infantry in the forest is supposed to be due." Antinina turned her head and looked at the Jaderans at the edge of the forest.

But as soon as she spoke, she immediately retorted.

"Ma'am, Master, you ca n’t say that. This person lives in this world but wants to eat. Mr. Makalo kindly accepts us, and we must of course be loyal. You see, but you have never heard of it. Mercenaries will stay away from their partners in danger, but leave alone. "

There was a sudden noise in the forest. A bearded Jadran mercenary carried a dark-skinned guy with a hand on his shoulder and walked out of the woods behind him. He grinned on his face, shook his head and sighed with a thick deep-sea accent.

Brando, Antitina and Romain looked back at the man together. The young man narrowed his eyes. At this time, those who could move freely would not be low in the mercenary regiment.

"Frank, commando." The Jadran mercenaries touched their noses and introduced themselves.

"What's that?" Brando's gaze fell on what he had.

"Shoot a musket, this is my baby." Frank patted the darkened guy, grinning.

Brando knew that kind of thing. He used the discarded magic crystal shards as the base fire, and used active elemental probes to hit the shards to ignite gunpowder's "hot weapon belonging to this world." The Ovran began to install firearms as early as thirty years ago, and also established two flintlock muskets; while the dwarves were earlier, their history of using muskets goes back to the silver year.

The firearm is extremely powerful at close range, and the highest quality flintlock rifle can hurt almost the same level as a brass-labeled weapon in 50 steps. And the tactics of concentrated use of firearms have also been very mature in this era, but it has no decisive advantage compared to the same mature enchanted projection unit.

However, he knows that many mercenaries like to use firearms, especially hand puppets, but only a handful of rifles are used-knowing that there were no bayonets in this era. Brando glanced at this guy, thinking that in the world of magic, firearms did not change the subsequent war so profoundly as in his world, and gunpowder weapons were not popular, so he didn't think about how the bayonet works. of.

Antitina was slightly hot on one side of her face. "Vulgar mercenary--" she thought to herself, but still asked vigilantly, "what did you mean?"

"I mean, the kind of play you mentioned is only a concern that the regular army has. We are bitter haha ​​mercenaries and naturally have our own style-whether it is heavy infantry, light sword Yeah, no matter what the circumstances, we have to fight side by side. It's true that your statement is correct, but you must also consider the reality ... "Frank replied respectfully. However, although on the surface respectfully, it is not difficult to hear the disregard in the words.

Antinina took a moment's notice. She knew that her knowledge would be shallow from the books, but the little lady who was taken for granted was still a little annoyed. The young lady looked at Brando and looked back. The alertness in her bright eyes did not subside, but she asked in a low voice: "Do you believe what they said, Mr Brando?"

Brando looked at Frank and nodded.

"but."

"But what?" He asked back.

"You really believe—" Antitina looked at him, asking with her eyes.

Brando smiled, greeted Frank and Sandford, and let the horse speed up. He did not answer, leaving only a back to the aristocracy. But Antitina has always been an unconvinced temperament, and she also chased after her, asking while coughing, "Master, I don't think they are normal."

"why?"

"intuition."

"What about Romain, what do you say?" Brando asked without looking back.

"I don't know," Roman said, shaking his head aside. "But my aunt said that the explanation was too general and too detailed, which is a symbol of guilty conscience!"

Brando listened with a slight smile, then turned her head and scratched her nose, and smiled, "It's a sly little fox who knows, but has to make a bend."

"Really, I don't know!" Romans hurriedly argued, raising a pair of small eyebrows.

Antitina was embarrassed by the slutty dogs and men, but she didn't know what to do, but she finally wanted to understand. Brando wasn't clear at all, but too clear. It seemed he had long suspected the motivation of these guys. Saying that the heavy infantry moves slowly, so placing it behind the team sounds like an excuse. She was relieved to think of it.

"That being the case," the nobleman gave a glance at Roman and Brando, and asked redly, "What should we do?"

"It's fine to respond," Brando replied.

At this moment he has fully remembered the plot mentioned in the Raiders, but thought that as long as these deliveries were not directed at himself, everything is easy to say. It was just that there was some trouble in this matter. He couldn't help getting a headache. He wanted to reduce some trouble. I didn't expect to be involved in a new trouble again, and I can only blame why Marcaro and Buga got into such a difficult opponent.

It is a competition between two mercenary regiments, but it is better to say that the black hand behind the mercenary regiment named ‘Paper Card’ has been watching the Gray Wolf mercenary regiment.

He couldn't help looking at the people around him, instead of worrying about their fate, he was thinking about how to get out of this trouble. But then again, a small mercenary regiment would catch the attention of those guys, which is a little unusual in itself.

Hey shepherd--

Compared with the shepherd, the congregation of all things reunion is like a good citizen who obeys the law and discipline.

But what is the attempt of the shepherd to stare at the "Grey Wolf" mercenary regiment? Although unwilling to cause trouble, Brando still used the player's way of thinking subconsciously to think about the whole thing. The task flow is given in the strategy, but the specific details are rough. Not to mention the background, the background was originally not mentioned at all.

He knocked on his brain, thinking of a way to get out before the ‘Grey Wolf’ mercenary regiment fought with the shepherd. The boss of this task is the **** ‘Aikemen’, whose root stems from the ‘eaam’ in the rune language—a spell that symbolizes the vast mountains and the boundless ocean. In ancient times, there was also a giant called "Ikemen", but whether it exists in Cruz myth or in the legend of mountain people, it symbolizes walking between mountains and forests-huge , Living, moving mountains.

The beast ‘Aikemen’ is a descendant of the Giant Witch of the Mountain. Legend has it that it has endless life as long as it is connected to the earth.

And God makes ‘Ikemen’ to Brando more like a symbolic monster name. Divine ambassadors are nothing but the legendary shepherds used the blood of gods to cultivate animals and human bodies—although they have such a sacred title, they are like the golden devil tree, which is a product of distorting nature and blasphemy .

Brando couldn't help remembering his previous experience with the **** of the sky 'Amar' and the **** of the dark with 'black lotus'. The former was almost fifty in an incomplete form, and he was in Amberther in Freeport. An underground copy of Seoul ’s random encounter neutralized his teammates and played against it, only to win after a bitter battle. The latter is the real boss, the 67th-level leader elite, and the final boss of the Deldar hero ’s main mission ‘perfect’—then they formed two regiments to destroy the monster.

God is so horrible that even a level 50 immature has the power of gold midstream, Brando has no idea of ​​wanting to fight with it at all. However, the cheap still has to be taken. He looked at the front of Buga and Makaro-the "grey wolf" mercenary regiment should have died in this battle in history, but Makaro and the sword giant Buga But it did not die, which itself illustrates some problems.

As for what the problem is, it depends on my personal opinion.

Anyway, Brando's mind was moving.

Because you need to know that the **** of heaven's drop list has the sky gun-Fana, which is one of the most advanced fantasy weapons around level 50, ignoring all the physical properties of special defense capabilities to make it famous. And the drop list of the Dark God has the 'Dark Side of the Moon' which makes countless players of the judge crazy-the dark side of the moon, mythological weapons, and the legendary sickle is a weapon used by Descartes of Death, Its attributes all hint at this.

Beheading, a 1% chance to ignore all terror attributes that prevent 50% of the current life's real damage to non-leader units.

Obliterate, suppressing all healing effects with damage from weapons with this attribute (10%).

All in all, although God's power is powerful, it also has another name-treasure house. The shepherds are really rich, and only Martha's talents will know what channels they have obtained so many rare equipment. Of course, this is still not the most outrageous, "The blood of the gods comes from the **** Gamas on the cloud, the blood of the darkness comes from the goddess of the abyss, Yilian, the blood of the earth comes from the owner of the mountain, and the blood of the **** The giant witch. Martha is on top, how did they get the blood of these long-lost gods. "Brando shook his head and muttered to himself.

After the dark ages, the gods in the sky have long since died and become stars. This is the era of mortals. With the exception of Martha, the only god, the world is no longer dominated by powerful willpower.

Those who are now called gods are either false gods or the many stars in the sky called ‘rules’.

"What are you thinking, sir?" Antitina noticed his absence.

Brando shook his head and blurted out: "The power of the mountains."

"The power of mountains and rivers?"