Vol 3 Chapter 311

Name:The Amber Sword Author:Fei Yan
Hundreds of soldiers stood silently in the pouring rain, the rain stirred a layer of mist on the black tower shield, and a metal cold light spear extended directly next to one, silently and constantly A steel forest is formed above the Green Tree Square.

The Swordsman, Captain of the Seventh Swordsmen, Porter Ambassador, Sir Marousse, was finally relieved; he tried not to think about the pale faces and crooked formations under the steel helmet. In any case, the deployment is completed within the expected time.

He turned around and gave a knight salute to the young man behind him: "General, it's done."

Irving has been staring at the gloomy sky of the port. The Black Blade and the Temple have not taken advantage of the air force stationed at Ampelsel. Their opponents are too powerful. The Southern Army has always owned the whole of Eruin. The powerful Dragoon Cavalry Regiment, but such a force, was fluttered away by the kingdom in another period of history.

He could not see such a future, but now it was precisely two armies of the same kingdom who were fighting over Ampersel. Maybe they should have won those more valuable victories, faced Cruz, Madara, and faced their more glorious opponents. He took a look back and only glanced at the line of defense that had been established for more than half an hour. Could not help but shook his head. This line of defense is almost like a thin layer of paper in front of the White Lion Army, and it will break when the wind and rain blow.

However, this is the richest region in the kingdom after all. The soldiers here do not have to face the Cruzites in the north, and they do not have to fight the undead of Madara. Their opponents have no barbarian people and no mountain people. They can look like this. That's great.

This is the kingdom's second-class army. Owen knew the fact, and nodded expressionlessly: "Well."

Sir Malothe secretly wiped his sweat. Fortunately, I passed. In fact, in his opinion, he disagrees. The Wang Dang is not a fool. How could he come to the north from the throw net, but the other party is an officer of the White Lion Legion-as we all know, a white noble commander in the White Lion Legion is also the chief figure of the kingdom. Otherwise, it is the outstanding sons and juniors of the big family. The young man in front of him is likely to be the latter-he can't offend these people.

Maloseh's disapproval looked in Irving's eyes. Let his contempt deepen. They were all superficials. He looked up and looked forward—and at the end of the rain, the last power of the royal party. The non-commissioned officers and students of Wangli College. What an army.

I hope it doesn't disappoint. Owen is eager to try.

In the rain, Ampelsel was still dark, but the dawn was almost at the last minute.

"Durlock, Melcan, come here for me in the fourth grade!" The young non-commissioned student on the war horse held up the black flag. Like a totem standing in the wind and rain.

The young people of Wang Lishi School of Officials are quickly separated, uniform in movement and well-trained. There was only a murmur of footsteps and the occasional scabbard and boots colliding in the raging rain.

Passing through the rain line in front, scout cavalry is staggering to send back information: "Captain, the enemy meets with an unknown enemy!"

"They are blocking our way!"

In the wind and rain, the knight stretched out his hand and pointed back: "There are three directions!"

"Explore again and extend the investigation to the left and right." Nimesis replied coldly, holding the stables-Brando also tightened the reins, and the two sat down and stopped.

Brando looked forward, and the rain slid down from the pale forehead, like drops of water on the statue. He raised his hand and stroked forward: "This army is unfolding from the Lion Street-Hawksfins Hotel to Silversmith Bridge. The two squadrons have more than 500 people on the front. They have not reserved a reserve team. . "

His voice didn't fall, and a sound from far ahead came: "I can see the emblem of the black spider clearly, it is a Yankee, a private aristocratic army!"

"Helian's family is Luo Du's private army. These beam-jumping clowns also want to have a drink." Overwell behind Nimesis couldn't help snorting.

Everyone's eyes focused on Brando.

"How do you know?" Nimesis turned her head, her wet hair stuck to her jade forehead, and her body stood upright like a sharp sword in the heavy rain. She looked indifferent, her eyes dark and gloomy. Full of skepticism-but it's all to cover up the slight trembling caused by the pain.

Brando didn't answer, but stood still without moving.

The sound of crickets suddenly came from the rain, and the dense azure spiders turned from translucent to visible to the naked eye. They went from back to front and along the avenue, and Brando stood alone in the blue ocean. In mid-sea, the current drowned across between the four hoofs.

"Ah! There are so many sperm spiders!" Many of the crowd were well-known noble children who recognized them at a glance and could not help but exclaim.

"Shut up, keep quiet!" Miao Ke of the three knights couldn't help turning back and cursing. He was a young man with short gray hair, short eyebrows, and wrinkled like two caterpillars. It just makes people feel funny and cute.

Freya and Breson couldn't help but smile a little. The girl in the blue military uniform looked up and looked admirably at Brando in a blue ocean. Behind her, the lake knight silently rode on the horse. Looking at Brando.

There was a stun in Nimesis's dark and sullen eyes, and she seemed to ask perceptively: "You use them to detect?"

"You can only issue a simple order to determine the position of the enemy in front. But ..." Brando looked at the rain and shook his head dismissively: "Those guys are doing tricks, I'm so familiar."

"Yeah, compared to Madara in the future, it's not worth mentioning."

Brando closed his eyes. The Iron Horse Glacier seemed to be in front of him, and the undead army rushed towards him, and behind him was the abyss of fire.

No retreat-

"Really, if you are a commander, what are you going to do now?" Overwell, the ‘Sir Wolf ', was already in a suit at the moment. He pulled out his sword and asked as if he were a chatter.

The lone wolf turned back, Griffin gave Brando full responsibility for the situation. But in fact, the commanding power of the non-commissioned students of the Knights College is still in his hands. Middle-aged uncle has a firm pair of eyes in his sunken eyes, and can easily let you feel the power contained in it.

"We don't have time to tangle with these young people." Brando opened his eyes. "There are still a lot of guys with two sides and three swords around, and we must completely dispel their thoughts."

"Kill the chicken and monkey" Overwell smiled. "It seems to be very confident in you young people."

Brando glanced back, and he saw more than two hundred faces of men and women. The knight uniforms on these young men were already soaked and their hair was sticking together. But only his eyes were shining.

"I have confidence in people who have ideals," Brando replied.

Of course, he just said it right. Without history as a witness, Brando would never have been so magnificent. But he knew he had to convince Overwell. His Royal Highness the de facto teacher. It is also the mainstay of the princess party at this moment.

The kingdom's lone wolf really showed an expression of appreciation in his eyes. He turned around and silently glanced at the young people behind him. Most of these young people were selected by him from various places-like Freya, Bryson, and some from the most loyal families to the royal family. Although they are the descendants of some nobles, they are often They are the best and have a stronger faith. Young people like Muke are one of them.

These young people are the last hope of the kingdom.

"Students of the First Knight Rider Academy! Listen to my orders!" Overwell suddenly shouted. His voice spread out far down the storm.

Brando smiled suddenly.

"From now on, you will be out of the siege with the Knights of Brando until Your Royal Highness is out of danger!" Overwell asked coldly, "Understand?"

Quiet.

Everyone's gaze was focused on Bud (- -House's fastest update) Lando. If any of these young people had the highest prestige, it must be Her Royal Highness. Down is Nimesis. In fact, Nimesis has always served as their commander, and few people dare to oppose the majesty of the horsewoman.

After that, they are some of the best in the first period, especially with Bresson and Muke. As soon as Freya gets the Lionheart Sword, her strength and prestige gradually stand out, but most of them only She acts as the deputy to the first two.

As for Brando.

I'm afraid they have never heard of such a person before this day. If you say that you are a leader of the royal party like Macaro and Overwell or a general in the army, you may still be able to convince the public, but Brando is only in his early twenties, and it looks like he is only a noble son. What qualifications are there to command them?

Maybe he showed it before, but that was just a trick of the 'summoner', and it was nothing on this battlefield.

Since ancient times, Qiangjun has its own pride. Although these young people have not seen the real big scenes, they are also outstanding among their peers. Even if they dare not directly disobey them, there is no response at this moment. Waiting for Brando to take a stand.

Freya became tense at once, but Bresson glanced at Brando without making a statement, and the young man named Muke, like most people, stared coldly at Brando.

Brando didn't stand.

Instead, give orders directly.

He swung forward, and then turned back and coldly ordered: "It's the cockroaches who are blocking the way down the princess's house. Now your task is to teach them a memorable lesson from the front.

"But we don't have much time, so you only have a short time to learn this lesson."

Learn this lesson?

Everyone was stunned, and then there was an uproar. The young non-commissioned officers and students of the King's Cavaliers College almost froze for a while before they understood this sentence. This guy meant to give them a lesson.

So big tone. The cavalry assaulted, not to mention whether the other party had the ability to teach them-the question is, is there such a cavalry around him?

The young people's enthusiasm was picked up, and everyone looked at Brando with amusement, as if waiting to see how the short commander turned out to be a cavalry to teach them.

Brando never talks nonsense.

He turned his horse's head, and the sword of the earth suddenly came out of his scabbard, and he yelled, "Who wants to be a sword, come to me!"

There was silence.

Only Freya drove out the first time, she pressed her sword with one hand and her knuckles were a little pale. For a moment, she felt as if she had returned to the night when she had fled from Rittenburg.

Almost the same situation, the same side by side. It was a miracle that only he could create.

Two people.

Bryson hesitated a little and stood out. "Brando, what the **** are you doing!" He asked whisperingly.

Brando glanced at him without answering.

A horse hissing as if it came from the sky, the rain was like weaving, the blazing light spots were generated from the darkness, and a little bit gathered together. In the white light, Meditha held a spear alone, riding one by one, slowly Out of the void, came to Brando.

Then Akane, the red-haired girl holding a war halberd-although it is no longer a thunder gun-but this can't hide the breath on her, another golden step less than 20 years old, the princess and her teacher silently looked at each other. .

Charles smiled slightly. Of course, the so-called wizard attendant, of course, he had to stand with his knight. He patted his mount lightly, and the war horse seemed to understand him, and approached Brando meekly.

Followed by Murphys and Andreig, the vampires are exceptionally different, wearing a long cloak, the hands are no longer the pair of blood-plastic scimitars that she usually uses-but a rush Moving a spear of blood power.

The two stood side by side.

Then there was the Rubis mercenary, and the Tiger Sparrow and others made a big sensation in the crowd as soon as they appeared. The reputation of the Rubies Mercenary Corps was not only in Brando's memory, but spread across the continent. Their outfits were so strange that they attracted everyone's attention when they appeared.

"This is impossible!"

"He even has Rubies mercenaries!"

"It is said that Rubis mercenaries never left Faenza to fight. How old is this guy?"

An element manifested, five gold and ten silver existed. Although the number did not exceed thirty, when these people gathered around Brando, everyone took a breath.

This is already an army.

Not to mention anyone else, even Princess Griffin couldn't help it.

"Although I have heard about it, I still didn't expect his talents to be here." She couldn't help but sighed in a low voice.

"But he is still with you, Her Royal Highness." Overwell replied.

"That's because of the knight-like qualities," the princess sighed. "But me, does the royal family of Corkova deserve such honor?"

Overwell did not answer.

"That's the silver elf!"

There was an exclamation in the crowd, and Mattissa's silver eyes and skin were like snow. The most important thing was that her dazzling, art-like scale armor was alive and well, the legendary silver folk silver elves Warframe.

"Silver Elf is back ?!"

"I don't look at him ..." Everyone froze. Legend has it that the silver elves did not show up after a prophecy, and they declared that they would not fight side by side with the black iron people again until the four temples would one day fulfill the sacred covenant again.

But the holy war is imminent, and the days of the four temples' renewed fulfillment of the Holy Covenant seem far in the future.

Only Overwell saw the difference between Matissa "is the spirit." Her Royal Highness nodded slightly.

His knights gathered beside him.

No one can laugh anymore.

Brando's strength is enough to make him a king. Everyone understands this. He raised his long blade, the sword of the earth, and Harangia crossed the curtain of rain, and the black blade trembled slightly--

"listen."

"Don't let me see that anyone is left behind."

"Otherwise, I'm afraid you're going to go to school--"

The sword fell and the sound of horseshoes rang.

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