The Amber Sword

Chapter 252 Act XII Territory (VI) (1st Preliminary)

Indeed, Master Craftsman Berru is right that Toniguer does not produce crystal mines.

Forging White Lion Armor requires branding the wind's holy stripes onto the armor's main joints and breastplate armor during the completion phase to reduce the weight and lift the skill of the entire armor set. Eruin's craftsmen usually use purple crystals, or yellow crystals, to complete this step, both of which are extremely pure magic crystals - and are one of the main materials commonly used by witches and star bearers crystal balls - in Warnde, shallow purple crystals are also known as moon quartz, a calcite. Goran-Elson, Alec and Vieiro, make this crystal abundant in eastern Denel, where it grows intensely in caves made up of water erosion between mountain hills - but Tonigal does not include such natural conditions.

Even for Brando, Tonigal is a strange territory.

The suspension bridge creaked down, connecting the chain between the suspension bridge and the city gate on the square brick rubbing a loud thrill, a line of light coming in from behind the suspension bridge, printed on the brick wall on one side of the door hole of the black hole. Brando sat motionless on the horse's back, and his pale brown eyes reflected the rays of light behind the darkness that were gradually becoming dazzling - he clasped his lips and watched quietly as the suspension bridge slowly drowned, the gap between the bridge board and the gate was becoming larger and larger. More and more light is pouring in from behind the gap, illuminating his eyeballs.

Beyond the streets of Cold Cedar City, in addition to his brief speeches to the surviving mercenaries and the citizens of the city in the early morning hours of that night's bitter war, it was the first time he had observed the city from the perspective of a lord - his own city, at least temporarily. Baron Cold Cedar, south of Tonigal, is directly under the jurisdiction of Groudin, with only four major population agglomerations - Cold Cedar City, the mining town of Schafflund, the Grace ferry and the eastern port of Gris - with a population of about 80,000, of whom approximately 30,000 live in the extreme periphery of Cold Cedar Castle. There are, of course, many more population colonies such as Green Village that are not included in the statistics, but Brando speculates that the total population here will not exceed 100,000.

However, this is the most densely populated area in the Tonigal region, where there are about 300,000 people living.

Tonigal has a total area of about one hundred and seventy knights, and Groudin is certainly not the only aristocratic territory here. His ministers occupied most of the territory. Brando knew that Groudin had two of the biggest hearts, Lord Mintai and Lord Parras, of whom Lord Parras was himself a sealed knight, with approximately the upper power of silver and the only regular army in the region. Brando knew that this guy had a nickname, ‘The Knight of Peace' Sharouf, and that his moderation was due to the fact that Sharouf himself was a harsh and old-fashioned knight compared to the constantly brutal nobility here, and that such a man could live in harmony with Groudin and be entrusted with a heavy duty, and Brando knew that the only reason was because - the other side had always had a near-intransigent loyalty to Groudin.

So it is likely that the first thing he will face next is the armies of these two lords, who are the probing stones for Count Denel, and only if they are taught a lesson can the Count, who is not willing to appear behind the scenes, become more cautious.

So their first goal was to terrorize these Groudin ministers in the next World War.

The suspension bridge door was squeaking and dropping. After a white light, Brando's vision first reflected the blue sky. He looked up at the day —— from Cold Cedar Castle to the northernmost Parton Wilderness -- and shared such beautiful weather on the flat Tonigal Plains between Cape Gorge and the Grahar Mountains. This is the best time to get the Denel region into winter, with a golden glow on the plain, yet temperatures will soon drop after the autumn harvest.

The aristocrats of the North are therefore preparing for war and are striving to launch their offensive before the winter. If postponed, the war would continue beyond the spring of the second year, and neither Queen Anna nor Gluck would want to see such a result. Especially in the Janilassou region, the Royal ‘Lion Dragon' fleet poses a great threat behind Corcova and could change the situation at any moment.

Now that the Black Forged Corps of West Fah has entered the Lodar River, the rest is that the two sides are persuading the Freeport merchants in Ambesseur. If the queen's top lobbyists succeed among the profitable businessmen, tens of thousands of Sifah heavy infantry will cross the Lodar River straight to the border with Vlada - as has happened in history.

Likewise, in Tonigal, in the south, the situation became tense as he appeared, and the smell of war seemed to represent a rich sweetness in the wind, but only a hint of blood.

Time travels in an orderly fashion against a heavy background of lead gray.

“On the 17th, the day after the war, according to the level of communication of this era, the letterhead containing the news of the mercenaries' riots should have reached Lord Mintai of Fort Minnesota in the north by now. And the first knights were leaving that limestone castle, gathering their troops," Brando thought silently that all he could control now was around Cold Cedar Castle, and the knights in those mansions had long fled with news, "After the initial preparations, Lord Mintai might be able to pull up two or three thousand troops, the same noble militia, even though the black iron rate was less than 20 percent —— but there was also a struggle for less than a thousand mercenaries. ”

“Lord Mintai expects the mercenaries to either guard Cold Cedar Castle or flee into the woods," but Brando's ideal battle spot is in the hills north of the Grace ferry, and when the army leaves, the news of reprimand. Prior to that, he had sent a small group of Rubis mercenaries to the latter's territory - at this point Baron Cold Cedars, and no one was better suited to be a scout than these experienced mercenaries except Druids.

Brando thinks about it all in silence, because this battle is so important in everyone's heart.

This is not just about Lord Mintai's imminent departure, it is just a small test - what Brando's real headache is to push Count Denel as fast as he can behind the scenes. He wanted to spend about a month laying it all out, repairing his defenses, tidying up his territory —— and until then, more importantly, building up the mercenaries' confidence in him. Mercenaries in the city, although temporarily on a boat with him, could not have stood so closely with him in the long run. Unless they are convinced that they can provide them with the necessary asylum.

None of the three major commanders, Utah, Kroncia and Vern, have waited their entire lives, and Brando knows that one good hope alone cannot keep these people. And this war will build such confidence.

In fact, Antina thought privately that the war was more than just to entrench the original group. It is also to declare Brando's legitimacy to the subjects of Baron Cold Cedars, for if this battle reaches its intended goal, it will slow the pace of Count Denel. In this way, the hearts and minds of the people will naturally fall on their side.

People need not only a benevolent lord, but also a lord who can protect them.

By then, the suspension bridge had been halfway down, and Brando had seen those rugged roofs in distant Cold Cedar City. Toniguer leaned against the West Bank during the dead months, bringing abundant rainfall from the sea, so that ordinary residents used extremely sloping roofs, with a drainage channel hanging along the roof of the roof apart from the steep vaulted windows of the attic. New green vines draped down the attic window and lined with crimson tiles.

The influx of light also brightened up the city gate cave, and besides the face, the light outlined Brando's half body on the horse's back out of the dark environment and then painted a beautiful curve behind him of the bodies of two beautiful girls. With a long gun on her back, Sy stood up straight on the horse's back - Amber's eyes deliberately kept a calm as if she were a guard, but deep inside she could not hide a hint of a girl's expectations and leaps. After all, she was a sexually independent girl who grew up in the mountains of the South with the Grey Wolf Mercenary Corps, and certainly would not get used to the dullness inside the castle.

As for Miss Pokémon, most of her emotions are still indifferent.

After a little attention to his two followers, Brando looked forward and settled his mind. The suspension bridge was being lowered a little bit in front of him, and the view on the other side was becoming more and more visible to him - the street was in fact still sweeping, but there were pedestrians. Most of the shops and workshops did not open, but the young man's acute senses had long noticed that the suspicious, wary eyes in those windows had fallen on him - residents of the city had long noticed what was happening in Cold Cedar Castle, and they were measuring the less legitimate new lord.

Although Brando has ordered Antina to reformulate her tax policy, she has not only waived most taxes, but has also cut past accounts. Unfortunately, however, while this practice is moving, most people are more sceptical about the extent to which it is being implemented. Besides, it was questionable if he could hold his feet again.

With a loud bang and dust flying, the suspension bridge finally dropped completely. Brando smiled, not paying much attention to the attitude of these people, and secondly, he saw his Vern, Utah, and Kroncia walking outside the castle - with Antitina standing beside them.

“Lord. ”

Seeing him appear, the silver-haired middle-aged man, Kroncia, was the first to bury his head deeply. As a man who fought alongside Brando himself, he knew better what this young lord was capable of. While he shares the concern at this point as to whether Brando can positively hold the Jean Denel family or throw them out as scapegoats, the more he fears, the more respectful he is.

Utah whispered slightly, but Brando's work today brightened her eyes slightly, thinking that this God-killing young man also had such an affectionate side. Only Vernon had his head up and no expression on his chest.

“Know what I'm looking for?” Brando asked.

All three shook their heads.

“Lord,” replied Kronsia respectfully, "if you will, we will surely go to the soup to make a fire.” (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)