The Amber Sword

After finally resolving the unexpected incident on his side, Sir Mintai naturally returned to the army to command his men.

But it was only at this time that he couldn't bear to be happy: thank goodness he was fighting with a bunch of unanimous people. If the two armies were against each other, he would not be able to take time out of the army to restrain his lawless son.

But different people had different thoughts, and Sir Mintai had just turned around, and the servants and relatives of the young people surrounded him. They noticed that the thunderous anger of the owner had not fallen on them, and they could not help but relieve themselves, but whispered with a curiosity peculiar to a teenager of this age: "Young master, are we going to war? ”

The young man nodded and smiled less carelessly: "Of course, it's just a mob. Can it be any better than the indigenous mountain people? Remember, our future enemies may be the real elites of this kingdom, and as for these mobs, let them be the first stepping stones on our journey --”

“But they seem to be amazing! ”

“Rest assured, extraordinary civilians also see limited,” the young man hummed, "Besides, I don't know the intention of the father, he is only delaying time, you think I can't see? He spoke loudly, not necessarily really loud. But it doesn't matter, when I block my father's words, see what he can say later! ”

He couldn't help but smile as Sir Mintai faded away in the forest.

……

The light in the house became brighter.

But the argument outside the window grew louder and louder, Brando frowned and finally stood up around the walnut desk and came to the blinds to see what was going on in the courtyard below.

Through the white window holes, he quickly saw what the master craftsmen, Berru and Antina, were arguing over with their three chiefs, while the little princess of the Pokémon stood aside seemed to be arguing. On the other side, slightly further away, Sy leaned against her trident under a black pine, biting a grass leaf and looking at it, seemed to have little interest in what was happening here.

“What's going on? ”

Brando didn't understand why these people were arguing, but after hesitation, he decided to go down there and see for himself what was going on. After all, it was not a good thing that his core members were arguing.

But the door opened and a dark shadow hit the face. If Brando hadn't reacted quickly, the two of them would probably have to bang each other. He took a step back to see it clearly. It was Flo, and the Wild Elf Girl also took a step back, "Lord!” She sorted out her emotions and handed over a note ——

“What is it?” Brando beamed, wondering what day it is, one thing after another. He took the note and walked out and shut the door, looking down at the note in his hand, he was surprised: "Samuel is in the army, has he crossed the Gulls ferry? ”

Samuel in his mouth, naturally Sir Mintai.

The scourge of mercenaries was spread along the Gulls River long before the battle with the cavemen. After recapturing the logging yard, Brando, who drew his hand back, placed his eyes between Cold Fir City and the Gauls ferry, so Sir Mintai had just crossed the Gauls River and the news had reached him.

Florfa nodded after him, “Yes, my lord. ”

“Shouldn't that have been mobilized since yesterday, much earlier than Charles expected? This guy isn't easy --” Brando couldn't help but sigh.

Of all the reliable people around him, it is not Sharmo who is best acquainted with the nobility of Eru today, but also with the art of war; and according to that young wizard, Sir Mintai could never have left prematurely, because Eru was placed there by the rules of the game between the nobles, and it was unlikely that ordinary people would have crossed them.

Except, of course, for outdoors like Brando, where you don't know anything...

Not sooner will it be too late. To the extent that most of Eruin's aristocracy is soft and timid, Charles sets the time for Mintai to march in two days' time; but now it seems that Sir Eruin's abilities are probably still above the average of the vast lower aristocracy of Eruin.

“About how many people?” Brando asked again.

“Hundreds, not more than a thousand.” Frou replied with no expression: "But across the River Gers, it is said that the scouts of Kroncia's men did not dare to go deeper, not knowing if there was any follow-up thereafter -”

“Rest assured, no more,” Brando shook his head: "Samuel is just a minister. How many more men can he have? But only a few hundred people,” he couldn't bear to smile: “They look down on us...”

“I'd rather everyone look down on us than Lord Lords' strange thoughts.” The Wild Elf Girl glanced at him and spontaneously replied.

Brando smiled and dropped the subject, but remembered one more thing. “In a nutshell," he asked, "I recall mentioning that there are several shallow beaches on the side of the forest from the crossing of the Gulls River east to Mount Grahar? Crossing the army is a bit of a problem, but shouldn't there have been any problems with Kroncia's reprimand? ”

“Yes, but who wants to die. ”

“So mercenaries are worse than professional soldiers," Brando shook his head: “Of course I'm not talking about you. ”

“Rubis mercenaries are the same.” Flo replied that although the mercenaries claimed to live in war, there was no real military ban. In fact, they see war as a business, how much the buyers pay, how much they do.

Most mercenaries perform a number of single tasks in warfare, and employers who pay are aware of this, and most often use mercenaries to compensate for a temporary shortage of troops; with the exception of places as powerful as Groudin, few will really use them, even if the personal qualities and experience of most mercenaries are remarkable.

Discipline is often paramount in a real war. This is also why Brando did not regroup these mercenaries, whose scattered nature is difficult to change, so he intends to bring them all into the Amber Sword mercenary regiment so that they can play their part in future wars.

The use of mercenaries is also common in this era.

As for Brando's planned army, it was, of course, recruited from the locals and then absorbed from the mercenaries some very talented creative talent; to be clear, he had no intention of reusing mercenaries, but Brando's own army had only one contour in mind, and he had just begun to lay the blueprint for that idea.

In his view, it's a thousand things now--

Neither is the imminent pressure, and now Sir Mintai is a soldier, but he is just a pawn in the path; and not to mention that putting Count Denel's power on everyone's head like a cloud is enough trouble for Pallas and his knights in this nascent territory ——

Brando couldn't get the news from the north, but I'm sure that the gentle knight has already got the news and begins to assemble his army. With this knight's loyalty to Groudin, his army will naturally be moved to them at the earliest opportunity.

But when you think of the most elite knights in Pallas' possession, Brando isn't worried, he's a bit unfortunate. Those are the most professional soldiers in the Tonigal region, trained in the art of war since childhood, if only he could use it.

And of course, he knew it was just a luxury, and Brando rubbed the note into his bag, and he let it go. He understands that military matters can only come one step at a time, just like eating one bite at a time.

But the news of Sir Mintai's departure did not surprise him so much that fighting with the cavemen was not purposeless; at this moment, from the Gulls River to the forests around Cold Cedar City, Tajib and his people had already sealed off the area.

As for Sir Mintai's fate, Brando doesn't need to spend too much effort thinking about it. Hundreds of militiamen and a handful of knights, and possibly some mercenaries, are expected to turn out in the face of thousands of cavemen.

Drop it, he asks, "What's going on down there? ”

Flo shook her head this time, "I don't know ——” she naturally saw some of the people arguing as she walked past the courtyard, but out of a girl's peculiar indifference, she didn't pay much attention to things that had nothing to do with her.

Brando nodded without asking; the two came to the lobby through a dark spiral staircase, and as soon as they entered the lobby - which, of course, was a new renovation compared to when Brando went wild here a few days ago, and the long table was replaced - the arguing noise in the courtyard outside became clear and smelly.

But Brando first saw Roman in the lobby, sitting on the other side of a long table with almost the entire body lying on the table; the businesswoman with a strange pair of glasses, a pair of small arms pressed against a pile of parchment paper, seemed to be copying something ——

As for the quarrel coming from outside the courtyard, she didn't listen.

Of course, after hearing the voice behind him, Roman turned his head back, and when he saw the young man, a small face immediately blossomed with a smile like a flower, raising his head crunchy and raw and shouting: “Brando! ”

Brando shook his head and walked over to take off the glasses mounted on the girl's fine nose beam and asked impatiently: "What are you doing like this? ”

“It's settled.” The merchant lady lifted her pointy little chin and naturally replied.

Brando nodded suddenly; after taking over Cold Cedar City, Groudin's private property in the city was naturally received as a trophy by his‘ lord '. In addition to the remuneration and rewards paid to mercenaries in the aftermath of the war, a great deal of money was in fact left behind.

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