The Amber Sword

“You've never seen a creature like that, about two metres tall and covered in fur when it stands upright, but it's said to have some kind of blood connection to the topography on the surface. But compared to their weak, but numerous, distant relatives, this one is arguably odd, strong, and even a newborn puppet force in the Bear Grotto can be comparable to an adult human being.” Brando narrated slowly, "It's a tricky place for a caveman to dig tunnels underneath if he's got beards covered with shields and shackles--”

He stopped and turned his head, "But most cavemen symbiosis with bear goblins, who may or may not be known in this logging yard. ”

Everyone glanced back at the logging yard across the river. Once again, the wooden gate rose squeaky, first coming out of the cavemen, and then a series of heavy footsteps - followed by three clumsy creatures - slowly walked out behind the gate with a large shield in hand, dragging a raging shackle from the chain.

Bear Goblin.

Although most of those present had never seen a similar creature in the past, according to previous Brando descriptions, these emerging monsters were also recognized: more than two metres tall, covered in brown hair, with their heads curled like broad shoulders, with shields in their hands and shackles, almost identical to those described by young people.

Everyone cannot bear to look at the young lord with an admirable eye.

Utah, for her part, appeared to be somewhat silent, and she took a deep look at the young lord and seemed to find some difference in him.

“I've seen this before," Vern said, staring at the crew of monsters crossing the river, suddenly saying, "Once in Karasu, we dealt with it, and this thing couldn't get close enough for more than a dozen idle soldiers,” the first color change on his dark face, “My lord, are you sure this thing is also a first-degree preparation? ”

Brando nodded, "The ranking of the army was first set by the four main temples, based on more than just looking at the combat power of the soldier. Bear Dixie's brain is not very good, and because of the symbiosis with the cavemen, it has not been possible to form a scale. If the cavemen were not part of the foundation of Chogondigan's army, and the Bear Dixie, who has been fighting alongside them, would have formed a fixed set of tactics, I'm afraid these idiots have not yet been able to be classified into the first level of preparation. ”

Vern nodded, silently.

At this time, the cavemen, together with the three bear goblins, were involved in the water passing through the middle of the river, and the cavemen on the edge of the forest, although far away, still surrounded the water by four people, including Maverick. The beach seemed a little strangely quiet for a while, and the invisible balance swayed on the battlefield.

The cavemen launched a second round of attacks, but they immediately felt wrong.

The two crossbowmen on the earthen fortress threw away the heavy crossbow in their hand and then removed the long sword from behind - two silver glittering long swords with two strange rows of patterns on the blade, glittering in the sun.

“Magic Sword!” Some of the mercenaries shouted.

The magic sword here is not the kind of low-level alchemy that most people can acquire, but a true magic sword - at least more than bronze - with a creation that changes the power contrast between the holder and the opponent to a certain extent.

“Whose man is that?” The sights of the small and large mercenary commanders were concentrated on Utah, Vern and Kronsia, and in their view only these three commanders were present to make such a luxurious line-up.

But the heads of the three regiments were equally confused, although they had the same idea in their hearts - but that was not their person at all.

But if this moment is just a surprise, then the next moment is holding your breath together instead of an appointment. Only two snow-white swords flashed over the earthen stone bunker, and two cavemen who jumped onto the walls of the city were nicely cut into two sections. This is already the strength of the Black Iron Peak near the silver hierarchy, and only three of the many mercenaries present have this level.

“Who's that?” Utah finally turned back and asked, "Kronsia, your man? ”

Unfortunately, Kroncia didn't have the heart to answer his words at this point, and when he saw the two swords, he finally changed his face, and he looked back at Brando —— he had already recognized that that was the sword used by the two angels who followed Brando around that night. Now he understands why Vern is so relieved to send his best wizard as bait, with two silver fighters to protect him. What else is he so relieved of?

But the perception of the middle-aged head of the mercenary clearly cannot replace the others, not everyone present recognized the two swords, so there was only a quiet breath in the woods at one time.

Brando did not answer, except that in his eyes, the cavemen who had been thwarted had turned aside, and the first bear goblin to disembark from behind had suddenly caught up with a meteor. They waved the shackles of their hands and shouted at the magically shaped castle.

A loud bang, that was the sound of the breakdown of the earthen stone castle, which collapsed from time to time. And everyone saw those two tiger-eating crossbowmen suddenly jump high, one grabbing the wizard, one grabbing the warrior, and then rolling back to the ground.

The caveman screamed with excitement and seemed ready to attack.

But this is exactly the time. A pointy whistle suddenly killed a group of more than fifty cavalry members in the slanted forest, turning back unconsciously, Vern and Utah saw that the lead rider was the tiger bird. It is a mercenary of Rubis and several unknown groups of small mercenaries.

“Lord, what are you?” Seeing this strange soldier Vern suddenly realizes, Brando, that this is an attempt to attract the caveman's main force with a refueling tactic - if too much force is invested in the first place, it may alert the other party; but if the force is increased a little bit, it may have the odd effect of boiling frogs in warm water!

“It's Tiger Bird their way.” Brando stared at the beach and glanced at it.

“The key is that these cavemen are reluctant to give up their already dispatched bear goblins and companions, and underground residents often have this weakness when arranging tactics.” Young man smiles: “Actually, it's not just NPC, even players occasionally make mistakes like this, they're used to nature. After all, Jorgendigan's population resources are too expensive..."

In fact, as soon as Tiger Bird raised this idea with him, he knew it was going to succeed, because it was so ingenious that it was no different from the minds of past players who used to use the inhabitants of the underground world - that he looked at the two holy archangels under his control and stood with their 'companions' rolling up from the ground, cheering for the birds there under his own command, as if he had suddenly seen reinforcements. I couldn't help but laugh for a moment and wonder if I was a little too lewd.

“NPC, player?” Vern asked while.

Brando coughed and replied, "Look ahead. ”

The three commanders turned their heads in unison and the doors of the logging yard were again squeaked up. But this time it wasn't a door, it was three doors in the south-east and south-west directions —— all of us saw a continuous stream of cavemen gushing out of the back of a tall wooden fence, like there was no end, a little bit of Kroncia, almost a breath of cold air —— just over two hundred, and it didn't seem that his predictions had been half an inch earlier.

That means there might be more than 300 cavemen in this camp. Martha's up there. How do we fight this? It's one thing to lure them out, but now it doesn't look like they can eat a bite, even if they give up the land.

He couldn't bear to look at Brando pale.

But Brando just watched as the black pressed cavemen crossed the river - apparently with the goal of rescuing their own troops who had crossed the river before the human cavalry joined their peers.

They do have this advantage in terms of speed.

But Brando waited for this moment, ignoring the slightly ugly faces of the three captains, only to raise his hands silently: “Get on the crossbow. ”

Everyone was stunned, watching the scene black pressed against a caveman and the bear goblin behind them, and they lacked the courage to continue fighting. And even at this time, half the enemy is still on the beach, isn't it too early to prepare for the arrow? But nobody dares to disobey the orders of a lord - and whether or not he is truly here or not - at least the identity and strength of the Brando nobility is enough for the three great heads of the regiment present to acquiesce to that.

None of the three largest groups of mercenaries disagreed, and others, of course, did not dare to express different opinions. Besides, the bait is still on the edge of the forest, and they cannot leave their peers alone.

The mercenaries unraveled the crossbow behind them and pulled the shank backwards to begin the upper string. Because the opponent is a caveman with an abnormal hearing sensitivity, everyone has to slow down their hands and feet and squeeze the bowstrings little by little. A handle crossbow stood up quietly, and the woods sounded like a breeze strolling over the treetops.

“Flatten.” Brando saw the last person with a good bow string and immediately pressed down the low voice command channel.

At the right moment, this time, the goblin and the caveman were involved in the water landing - because of the slowing down, this precise forensic order surprised almost every captain present; and even looking back at Brando with surprise, he thought thoughtfully, arguably the most acute of the three captains, but he had no idea that Brando would know this point about his own mercenaries.

You know, they've never given this young man command of their own mercenaries.

How could he have guessed?

But Brando smiled at himself. In fact, the strength of the Eruin mercenaries was generally the same, as was the habit of hanging strings. The scene just now is just a testament to his experience in past games, and this is not the first time he has made such a prediction.

Not to mention the Bear Goblin and the Caveman, but the faster Wind Pokémon Cavalry.

And at this moment, every mercenary, including a sorcerer, has leveled a heavy crossbow in his hand - or at least a crossbow. If no mercenary does not have a long-range weapon, even if there is no simple crossbow, at least they will have a bow or a gun.

Each crossbow is aimed at its own target, but enemies approaching as close as the tide raise some doubts as to how effective this round will be.

Can't bear to think, before this young lord said it was just a warm-up?

Is there such a warm-up problem?

Brando didn't answer, he waited two seconds, and then he hit a ringing finger.

“Put it down!”

(PS. Easy to get over the obstacles, give us some support. Calvin's life is so painful, he's bored to death.) (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)