Vol 5 Chapter 47

"Those guys don't know where they came from, such as the accent around Erdek, or the smugglers in Greywater Bay, anyway, or people in that area. They have a dozen people, most of which are the ones mentioned above. People, but two or three of them are not the same. They are taller and their accents are more like locals. Once, Nieberto noticed that these people used the same sabre--the kind of comparison. A thin saber with two winged reliefs on the guard .... These guys live in an abandoned hunter's camp in the forest. They rarely go out on weekdays and do not deal with outsiders. They are there at least After staying for half a month, Captain Madden first sent someone to monitor them, but we found that their range of activities was very narrow, and they had little contact with us. Over time, no one managed them. These people's strength is not considered Particularly outstanding, of course, there may be one or two tricky, but it is not afraid .... The abandoned hunter camp heard that it was left before the war, and the original owner has long been Went to the north, so we shelved, camp not far from here, then south into the forest, you can see after about a half hour, there is a path leading to that place. "

According to the description of Little Phoenix, Brando took—or might as well—hold this line of patrol cavalry into the forest. At this time, the first round of the full moon Jinhai has fallen below the horizon, and the second round of the moon Maya has just risen. Going up the mountain, the gray moon was hanging over the sky. They advanced south along the foot of the hillside reflected by the oblique moon, and a path shuttled between the twisted bushes. It didn't take long for them to find the hunter camp in the description.

The moonlight was very bright that night, and it was clear that the camp was located in a mountain stream a few miles away. Brando stood in the woods on the hill and looked at the hunter's camp, confirming to the little Phoenix around him: "Is it there?", And quickly got a positive answer: "That's where, Brother Brando." Little Phoenix whispered, "Captain Madden used to bring us here for training, but some time ago, the bones were noisy. It ’s too bad, it ’s taken up by others. ”He boasted again:“ Honestly, if Captain Madden did n’t let us make trouble, I would have taken someone away and blasted them away. Those guys would n’t What a nice guy-- "

Freya took back a hand that knocked fiercely on the little Phoenix, and took a look at this guy with a bad temper. He hadn't seen him for more than a year, and this little guy had faintly replaced her to become the new leader of the Butch militia. The trend is that Essen and Mark Mi are older than him, but young people prefer leaders with skills. If he was still in Butch, this little guy would never dare to be so careless. He would dare to take the crowd to fight. Freya was annoyed when she thought of this. In the past, the Butch militia was in her Under the leadership can never be synonymous with wrongdoing.

Although the young men inspecting the cavalry were all frowning, they couldn't help laughing at this time. Little Phoenix rubbed her red forehead and looked at them, feeling that her pride was hurt, and said, "What, you think I Do n’t have that ability? "

"Of course not, Mr. Phoenix, we admire you tightly."

"Yeah yeah!" The inspection cavalry hurriedly replied.

Eugene also complimented: "Master Earl's talent in swordsmanship is amazing, and one day it will definitely be extraordinary."

Brando took a look at Little Phoenix, and he really agreed with this. In this era, Butch produced two talents, one Freya and one Bryson, but the sword skill of Little Phoenix is ​​far more than this. Two people, he didn't know if the teenager died in Butch in history. Eruin did not have such a name in the future. "Little Phoenix, what are your plans for the future?" Brando asked.

"Captain Madden wants to recommend me to the guards in the Manowell area, where he has some old friends who can make things work." For Brando, Phoenix Jr. didn't hide anything.

"Okay," Brando nodded indifferently. "What do you think?"

Little Phoenix stared at him: "Brother Brando, I want to learn swordplay with you."

Somehow, Brando suddenly thought of Haruzer, and he nodded silently, which was actually the idea he had suddenly produced before. When he saw the outstanding sword talent of Little Phoenix, he gave birth to such a pearl. The idea of ​​dusting here; there is no name Phoenix in history, but there must be a place for this boy in the world. He had this premonition when he left Butch before, but now looking back, Eruin is likely to miss a true genius.

Over time, it is entirely possible that Little Phoenix will grow into a swordsman like his grandfather. When Brando thought about it, he did not consider that his current reputation had faintly inherited the status of Dalus, especially in the aristocratic circle. Many people already knew that Dalus had a grandson. In his early tens, he already had the elements of civilization and the strength of the swordsman level. Following the Anson era, Eruin was about to have a real swordsman.

"Brother Brando, you promised !?" exclaimed Phoenix.

"Brando, don't get too used to him," Freya couldn't help but said. "The captain's arrangement must have his reason. I think you better ask Uncle Madden first."

"Sister Freya's head, you can't turn your elbows out!"

"Hey, tell me why my elbow turned out. Brando is not an outsider!"

"For Big Sister, Brother Brando is really not an outsider, so I'm saying something wrong."

"You ... you guy!" Freya was almost annoyed by the words of little Phoenix.

Brando smiled at the siblings' quarrel, and felt as if he had returned to Butch. He didn't care about Freya's worry at all. Madden arranged Phoenix to go to Manowell to join the guard. It ’s because they did n’t know the situation of him and Freya, and now they are back in Butch, I ’m afraid he said that Madden will come to ask him, where is the younger Phoenix more promising, the one who participated in November The veterans of the war are not unclear.

He took another look at the hunter's camp in the mountain stream. He didn't come here on a whim, and wanted to impersonate the Braggs sheriff, but there was a word in the description of those people from Little Phoenix that caught his attention— —'They have a dozen people, most of them are the kind mentioned above, but two or three of them are not the same. Their bodies are higher and their accents are more like locals. Once, Nieberto noticed this. Several people used the same sabre--the longer, thinner saber with the relief of two wings on the guard. '——This is a typical cavalry sword. In Golan-Elson, only one person would use this sabre, which is the white-winged cavalry. The decoration on the sword also illustrates this from the side, so these three people Possibly a deserter, he remembered the last few words of Tester last night, and suddenly a strong alert rose in his heart, prompting him to find out.

But he didn't tell Freya and Little Phoenix, this is just a guess after all.

The group quickly touched the camp. Brando instructed the patrol cavalry to surround the entire camp first. I wonder if it was a performance thought, or if these young people from Braggs really showed Sharing their abilities, under the leadership of Eugene, they quietly dispersed, and soon controlled the surroundings of the camp. After everyone approached, they saw a few scattered wooden houses scattered in the woods. A tall wooden wall surrounded the camp, but the wooden walls were ragged and covered with gaps, and the camp was overgrown with weeds. Look No one has taken care of it for a long time. This alone can show that these people do not intend to live here. In this era, the exile is basically equivalent to the desperate.

Eugene looked around and told Brando: "These guys are really coming back. They are so brave. I thought they would change places at least."

According to Brando's keen sense, he naturally heard twelve breathing sounds in the room early. He thought that it was indeed responsible for local public security, and it seemed that he was quite capable. He looked at the inspector cavalry captain with curiosity and asked, "How do you judge this?"

Eugene looked at the Count strangely and pointed to the second room. Brando couldn't help but coughed slightly at first glance. It was at the door of that room that he was sitting on a vigil. Guy. He patted his head lightly, patronizing to listen to the sound, but did not notice that there was a gangster in front of him. This face was too lost. He hurriedly closed his mouth and put on a deep look on his face, so as not to call others. Seeing that his earl was actually ugly.

Brando listened for a while again, and found that as the little Phoenix said, the strength of these people is very sparse and ordinary. The vigil guy has the power of the black iron upstream, and the other people are about the same level as him. The third room There is a silver-level guy in it, because it is too far apart for Brando to judge what level of silver is, but it must not exceed the median level. After judging these things, he felt a little disappointed immediately. These people were too poor. Even if they were cultists, I am afraid they would not be the core figures. In Warnde, such desperate people are not uncommon everywhere. They often travel around and commit crimes, killing or other sensational crimes. However, their world obviously does not have any intersection with him.

After confirming this, Brando shook his head in disappointment, then gestured to the patrol cavalry aside.

The gesture means to tell the inspector cavalry about how many people there are, where they are located, and what their strengths are. This is a tactical gesture often used by inspector cavalry. Brando used it with his hands. King was also a stunner, thinking that the Count may also be the origin of the inspection cavalry? Of course, he never thought that Brando would be a low-level junior like them, most likely a high-level commander of the patrol or a figure of a large knight, but he did not know that his previous idea was closer to the truth.

Although these cultists seem to be just a few hair thieves, since Brando did not intend to let it go, he did not intend to take the shot himself, but gave this credit to the young men of the patrol cavalry, after all these The young man accompanied him for a half-night walk in the barren mountains and mountains, and he always wanted to get some benefits, even if they were not voluntary.

Under the instruction of Brando and Eugene, the young inspection knights immediately acted. They first touched into the camp and silently killed the night watchman-as Eugene said, these were impossible. The horror was scary, and there was only one vigil in the entire camp. Even the vigil, in fact, was dozing off-they obviously did not expect that the patrol cavalry would come to their old den, patrol the cavalry team. The young people did not wake up to the gangsters until they entered the third room, and the fighting happened almost immediately.

The silver-tier cultist reacted first, grabbed the sword, and rushed to the patrol cavalry. Ou Jin rushed forward with the sword in hand, and the two ping-pong ping-pong swords flashed into one piece, but no one could do it. Obviously, this cultist is also very tricky for the inspection of the cavalry captain. But unfortunately, this guy's men seemed to be more pussy. They fell down one by one under the siege of the inspection knight. In the end, the cultist left alone and fought alone. He probably knew that there was no hope of breaking through. Suddenly there was a roar, turning the sword tip into his throat, and suddenly fell to the ground and died.

The battle ended faster than expected, and Brando was a little surprised by the combat effectiveness of these patrol knights, and then relieved. Everything right now does not explain how powerful the kingdom's patrol cavalry is, but it is the exact opposite. It is precisely because these cavalry who are responsible for local security perform too poorly on weekdays, so these criminals dare to be so assured and bold. They obviously did not expect that this local security team composed of noble sons and daughters would surprise them late in the middle of the night. If Brando had not personally let them witness this fact, they would have thought that it was a matter of great fate.

But the young inspection knights apparently didn't realize this, and they happily took those gangsters-but there was still a breath-one by one out of the house. After the little Phoenix was unwilling, he naturally caught them. Got one. These cultists lined up outside the camp, with five left, and most of the others had their throats severed in their sleep. Brando glanced at the taller two of the remaining five. He took a special look at the sabers that had been thrown in front of them, and as the little Phoenix said, they were two white-wing cavalry swords.

As for the third person, Brando knew it was dead.

"Any questions?" He turned to ask Eugene.

Eugene shook his head at Brando with a smile. He was slightly older than the young people under him, but he was only in his thirties. He was still a young man according to Warnland's algorithm, and he was still The captains of these patrolling cavalry, his men have found in previous searches that these people are all cultists who return to all things. This is a big credit. Twelve cultists were captured in one fell swoop, and five more. Living, let alone three deserted soldiers of the White Wing Cavalry Regiment, Eugene could almost see a medal already beckoning to himself.

He replied to Brando with a smile: "Master, these guys are all cultists, they are hard-spoken and refuse to say anything, but it doesn't matter, they are dead, anyway, and they will be sent back next week. Hanging is not punishable. At that time, I will pack a better stand and invite the adults to visit in person. "

Brando didn't have any bad taste to visit the hangings, or he didn't care about it at all. He shook his head, but also understood that Eugene was not wrong, but all members who belong to one place, down to this. Most of the desperate people, like the high-ranking officials and nobles of the class, are all enchanted, and they will not turn back until they die. They probably also understand that once their identity is revealed and waiting for their end, they are dead, so there is no chance of luck.

However, this means that he ran for nothing tonight.

When he was thinking so, a young inspection knight suddenly ran out of the house. He waved something in his hand and exclaimed excitedly, "Master, there is another piece of evidence."

The guy ran closer, and Brando saw a map in his hand. He opened a treasure in front of Eugene, and Brando immediately understood why this guy was so excited: what should be drawn on this map The street topography in Praguesburg is very detailed and is a typical military map. And Brando looked at the two wings on the map again and realized that this might be a map used by the White Wing Cavalry Regiment. Privately collecting military maps is a felony in this era, let alone stealing from the army. Take it.

Brando narrowed his eyes slightly as he felt Freya touch her hand lightly.

Freya also understands military maps. At a glance, she sees two light red circles on the map. One of them is marked on 52 Gravedigger Street.

"Brando," she whispered.

Brando understood it, and immediately turned her head and whispered in her ear, and said, "Freya, go and call Antitina right away."

"Antinina she ...?"

Brando nodded. He had thought he had guessed wrong, but he didn't expect that there would be another inch of shame—the deserters of the White Wing Cavalry Regiment, and the one who was on the gallows and belonged to all things. The head of the White Wing Cavalry Regiment, Megsk, the last mourn of Tester, and this map—a bright or dark line seemed to have appeared in his eyes. But he was a little strange. How could these guys who have returned to life all the time be entangled in Antietina, what can she be interested in after a noble?

Brando thought about it and shook his head a little bit confused. This thing is completely strange. Tester and Megsk are obviously upper-level members of the Return of All Things, which reasonably seems to be a matter of their level. Obviously, these cannon fodder can't get in to intervene. What's so messy inside?

Thinking of this, he turned back and patted Eugene's shoulder: "Mr. Captain, I hope you can do me a favor."

"What's busy?" Ou Jin looked at the Earl slightly for a moment.

"I think the identity of these people is not just that simple on the surface. I suggest you better not send them to the prison in Braggs first, but find a place to interrogate them," Brando replied.

Eugene hesitated for a moment, then nodded immediately, apparently more reluctant to offend Brando than a credit.

Brando smiled at him: "Thank you very much, Mr. Captain, you can rest assured that the credit belongs to you and your fellow boys."

When Eugene heard Brando thank him, he was instantly overwhelmed, thinking that he might have made the most correct decision this time.

...... (To be continued. Please search for floating astronomy, novels are better and faster!)