The Amber Sword

Outside the southern gate of Port Ambesseur, a flat slope stretches along the foothills of Mount Machenko (1), with black mixed forests rolling up and down into Brando's curtains. Young people at Wang Li Knights College couldn't help but cheer. Although the crisis was far from over, one step closer to freedom was a boost to all.

“Finally out.” Brando was relieved, and hiding in the mountains was much easier than alley warfare, after all. Especially in Port Eruin Ambesseur, which is considered one of the most heavily infiltrated areas of the Temple of Fire, there is always a sense of repression when fighting in someone else's home field.

Count Odin's joining gave him a big surprise, and it was only after questioning that he realized that he had already met Ovewell and had a plan in place. At that time, if the princess chose to head north, he would take his troops from the port to the north of Vladapace; but if they chose to head south as they do now, the horses lurking here would have been a smart piece of chess.

Odin also brought in a Druid master named Vodzik, whom Brando recognized, a herbalist hidden in Machenko Hill near Ambesseur, who specializes in teaching players master-level herbal formulations. But Brando was not interested in herbal science, and what he was interested in was the information itself, and this Grand Druid was not Odin's best friend, but by the letter of Master Anderson in the Ring of the Wind, to get out of the mountain, and Druid was neutral in Amber Sword, rarely meddling in foreign affairs, just as the elders of the day had promised to participate only in Valhalla's defense.

And now Anderson is writing to intervene in Eruin's civil unrest, not knowing if he meant it personally or as an elder. But the latter is very likely, which means that the Ring of the World may already know about his existence and to some extent acknowledge his actions.

This is great good news, Brando, unlike the average person, who mostly thinks Druid is scattered across the border in the forest, sending messages through the wind to each other, both marginal and powerful - as long as you don't mess with them. But Brando was well aware of the existence of the Ring of the World and the Druid Ring Parliaments, and had their approval, and many things would be much more convenient in the future.

But after all, there are enormous difficulties that need to be solved. After a few chills, Brando dared not delay time and immediately ordered the dispersal of the young people of the Royal Knights College into the Vlada Forest. He raised his head, and the dragon cavalry of the Southern Legion was forming a team to leave Ambesseur's sky, while the Black Blade Legion was gradually taking initiative, and the hovering dragon cavalry apparently discovered their presence, part of them diving in this direction after leaving the battlefield.

The pressure from the attack on the top of his head was immense, and Count Odin's private soldiers panicked and the archers raised the long bow in their hands, although Brando wondered if the guys had ever judged the distance. The best experience in dealing with Flying Units in Amber Sword is to wait until the opponent enters the dive attack stage before launching an attack, otherwise it can only be a waste of energy.

“Make them stop attacking!” Brando immediately shouted to Count Odin: "Take them into the forest. ”

Count Odin also understands that his soldiers lack experience and are afraid of being swept apart by the Feilong Cavalry. He nodded and immediately drove his own private soldiers closer to Vlada Forest.

Carlo leads the team with Brayson and Meeko, noting the situation behind him, the head of Eruin Sanjie stopped and shouted back: "Mr. Brando, Royal Knights College also has training in archery! Let Count Odin give us the bow and arrow, and we can stay and cover the retreat! ”

“No need, protect Her Highness.” Brando replied, looking up at the flies on his head. Nor was his hand soft, directly controlling the wind spider hiding in the middle of the sky in that direction - he had previously started a holy sword on the civil battlefield in Port Ambesseur to ‘kill' Baron Rodu's knights, only to use the enrichment of twenty or thirty holy swords. Half of the holy swordsmanship in that round had not been released, and it was useful at this moment.

The crowd saw Brando stand alone, and suddenly a brilliant web of death was interwoven in the middle of the sky. Two or three Feilong knights could not help themselves from crashing directly into each other, turning into a burning ash in the middle of the sky. The remaining Feilong cavalry was obviously frightened and rushed up, but even so, two wings were cut off by the golden red columns of light, like a rain of steel, and their tails fell from the sky.

Brando ordered the Feng Jing Spider to raise the range further and then activated twenty or thirty holy swords. This attack became more precise after the last pre-judged amendment, almost like a golden red sword directly into the formation of the Feilong cavalry, which was turned into a bunch of flying ash without even reacting.

Now the Black Blade Legion's Feilong cavalry is truly soulful. He dared not come any closer. A dozen Feilongs crossed a circle in the middle of the air and ran away. But Brando didn't intend to let them go, and ordered the wind spiders to hunt at the back of the line until only three or four people chased each other away from their radius of attack.

Jumping clown, Brando couldn't help shaking his head. To be honest, even without the 'Holy Sword', he would not be afraid of these flies. Eruin's Flying Dragon Cavalry has always been a light air cavalry in Warnde's air force unit. The light air force is generally used as a reconnaissance unit. Even if the Flying Dragon Cavalry had many limitations, their ability to fly within the tree canopy was extremely worrying and lacking. To be honest, it was one of Warnde's world's most garbage air forces, after the Goblin's 'bad demon'.

I don't know why the other side had the guts to attack. I really don't know who just defeated the White Lion Legion.

He turned around and the private soldiers and cadets entering the Vlada Forest were silent, and that scene was amazing. Young and courageous wizards challenged the 'Demon King' army alone, a scene only in bedside stories. At this moment, Erouin soldiers were born lonely and unheard of, and a shout of cheer could not help.

“Mr. Brando, isn't he a descendant of Lord Darius? How can he be magical?” Princess Griffin couldn't help but ask.

“I've seen him do magic,” Sir Wolf shrugged: “And he seems to know alchemy, very versatile, but we also lack his experience of the first two decades, Darius Swordsman's name, and life is no different than that of a civilian. It is impossible for the royal family to investigate a civilian, nor can it investigate. ”

Everyone couldn't help but look at the young wizard beside them, and Charles shook his head in haste: "Ah, don't look at me. In fact, I know the lord too late. At least later than Miss Freya, but the lord said he had a master from a wizard, so it's not surprising...”

Everyone could not help but reveal the original divine colour. However, they also did not realize that Benny Maisey frowned slightly, and the knight looked at Charles and did not seem to have received a letter.

The attack by the Feilong Cavalry, while repelled, also echoed Brando's previous concerns. He let all his men disperse into the forest. In fact, from the outset, the low altitude capability of the Feilong cavalry was very poor, and it was difficult to spot units hidden in the forest with the naked eye. Although it was not enough to completely abandon each other, it was at least much better than gathering together to be harassed by each other so that it was impossible to travel.

Indeed, as soon as the young men of the Royal Knights College and the private soldiers of Count Odin scattered into the forest, the long-running Feilong cavalry in the sky lost its target. They wanted to get close to some reconnaissance, and were immediately used by Brando with the sword and colored. They had to follow it far away, lest they lose their target in the princess's line.

This was three or four hours later, after Brando finally repelled a low-altitude raid by the Feilong cavalry - he stood next to a black pine and watched for a moment through a stacked canopy, confirming that the opponent flew out of his range of attack before turning back. Nearly everyone's eyes fell on him - the princess was all right, sitting silently on a bluestone, a little distracted - while the eyes of the other young people were all revered, and he had fully established his prestige, even in the eyes of the aristocratic militia, after the previous battle between the commander and the Feilong cavalry.

But Brando knew that he could be recognized by the arrogant young men of the Royal Knights College, probably more because of his identity as a descendant of Saint Darus the Sword. But to be honest, he didn't really want that status, not because he was an M child and wanted to be a civilian, but because he already knew that St. Darius the Sword might have been tried in the temple for some reason.

The trial of the temple, Brando, also knew that the average man went in undead and had to peel, while his grandfather ended up safe, I'm afraid, because of the conditions he had with the temple. The temple may have done so to conceal the secrets of the day, which, of course, is not important to Brando. What is important is that he, the descendant of St. Darius the sword, has now come to the stage, and once the temple knows the truth, it is likely to come to his trouble.

When he thought about it, he couldn't help but have a headache. He could easily get himself a prominent identity. He had to deal with a lot of trouble without having to lie and cheat and not enjoy the benefits. Not only this, but the legacy of the Dragon of Darkness, and even that one, is even more outrageous. Not everyone in the world, like Otales, has a thousand years of sight, more likely to make him a street rat. Everyone shouts.

But now is not the time to get upset about these things. Brando raised his head and shook his head and sighed: "They're smart. ”

“No,” Eruk replied with a smile when one of the best results of the next three jets, "I don't see the grown-ups taking care of them. The Dragon Knights of the Black Blade Corps took us by no means. When we entered the South, the sky would fly.”

Brando looked at this guy like an idiot and wondered if this guy was really one of the three jewels, was he wrong? Is it true you're jealous of the genius that makes you a fool to live longer?

Before he finished thinking, Enroque's head was shot by Locka, and the head of Sanjie replied quietly: “So don't let your class go. The adult is saying that the Feilong Knight has another plot. Don't forget the Blackblades are still chasing us. ”

“Oh, I see!” Enroque reacted immediately: “These guys are trying to stall us. They're so cunning, they're willing to send the elite to die. ”

“Not the elite can hold us back.” Musko snorted confidently, not enough to touch Brando's smiling eyes, he couldn't help but turn his head red.

This detail naturally did not escape Enroque's observation, and the guy immediately laughed: “Mr. Waiter, I await your admiration. ”

The head of the Royal Knights of the future kingdom, betting Brando and then losing himself as a squire, Mr. White-haired Muko was silent.

Brando looked at Enroque, the only guy in the world who couldn't help shaking his head, and this guy wasn't Caglis' brother for years.

“So what do we do,” said Freya, still the most serious of all. She looked at the map strewn out on the ground and couldn't help but frown. "Brando, do you have a way? ”

There is a way.

Running is definitely not a constant escape, and the key is to choose a suitable battlefield. The Black Blade Corps, as the former Guardian Army, had a strength of nearly 50,000 in Brando's time, even after it was weakened. In this day and age, the Black Blade Corps will only be stronger than a local corps like the Southern Corps, whose conventional size is 70,000, then the Black Blade Corps may be 100,000.

So it shouldn't be too much of a problem to mobilize tens of thousands of people at a time on the battlefield in Ambesseur, and the military forces across the street, combined with the rest of the White Lion Legion and the mixed forces, are incredibly large.

With Odin's army and the remnants of the Darnos Southern Legion's Feilong cavalry in their hands, they will not exceed 4,000 men at most. The disparity in enemy power is a little outrageous. He must therefore choose a special battlefield that is conducive to defense and that cannot be carried out by the enemy.

Fortunately, this is the Machenko Mountains, leading into the Fama Mountains (2), both of which are the northern branches of the Anlek Mountains and are about a 25-30 level area in the game. Brando was quite familiar with the area, and soon a place name came to his mind.

He was about to talk, but it was at this time that he felt something warm in his pocket. Brando hurriedly pulled it out, and it was a black pearl.

Brandoton frowned and a guest arrived. What a surprise.

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Term Interpretation:

(1) In the literature on Eruin, the mountains of Anrek are in fact names in a geographical context, which encompass the various branches of the Anrek Mountains. Located at the northernmost tip of the northern branch of the Anlek Mountains, Mount Machenko is the generic name that surrounds the mountain peaks along the area south of the port of Ambesseur.

(2) Mount Fama, south east of Mount Machenko, Ambesseur enters the landmark of Anlek. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)