The Amber Sword

The pale mountains have been covered by twilight, and the sun sets westward into the sea of Ambessel, with glittering golden flashes above the sea. But the sky has gradually darkened, turning dark purple to the east. The sky has hidden the outline of the moon.

As expected by the officers, a light infantry appeared behind them in the evening.

Brando received information that the Wang Li Knight Academy patrol sentry knights first encountered scouts whose enemies were also light cavalry soldiers; according to the report of a girl named Beth, they left 11 bodies and two prisoners in exchange for one minor injury and zero casualties, and finally deliberately freed about a quarter of them to return the message.

Interrogation of the prisoners revealed that the other party should be an independent light infantry battalion belonging to the Finn Column of the Black Blade Regiment. The composition of the Black Blade Legion is different from that of the White Lion Legion, which was created along the lines of several of the Great Near Guards of the Age of the Predecessor Jun Ek, and which, in Brando's view, is somewhat similar to that of the Roman Legion, although on a much larger scale; below the Legion is a column, with a total of about 4,500 people, with a large unit under the column and a hundred chiefs - there are generally twenty permanent columns of the Black Blade Legion known, whose names are determined by the commander's name, and the Finn Columns, whose commanders naturally come from the Finn family in Nalee (1).

Brando had previously exaggerated to the princess that he had mastered all over Eruin and naturally was not bragging. Although the Black Blade Legion is forbidden, the royal family has only one or two noble commanders, and I'm afraid Princess Griffin is blinding her eyes when it comes to the composition of the Black Blade Legion, which is scattered throughout the country.

But Brando knew something very different, and he knew that the Finn Column was based in today's Naples, in fact, just south of Corcova, just west of West Fahq Province, where the majority of the troops were from poor mountain people, among them the famous Finn Column 1st Highland Infantry Battalion.

Brando highly doubts that the so-called Independent Light Infantry Battalion behind him is the First Highland Infantry Battalion; in general, the type of troops best suited for pursuing the attack should be the Light Riders, or the Feilong Riders on their heads, although, due to terrain constraints, Viscount Finn is likely to replace the first two with the Highland Infantry, which, after all, is also known for its mobility.

"Amber Sword" Chinese soldiers all have special attributes, like the White Lion Infantry of the Kingdom has two characteristics: forever pre-emptive and high morale. The actual battlefield is characterized by a faster response time to orders from an army that is forever ahead of schedule, and an army with high morale is not easily defeated. And the special attributes of highland infantry are: mountain, forest aptitude.

This attribute means that mobility is not affected when responding to terrain warfare, and that the ranks of the soldiers need to be elevated by a level. In the mountains and forests, the mobility of the general infantry tends to decline by one level, while the heavy cavalry tends to decline by two levels.

These attributes are more realistic in the world, and the cadets of the Royal Knights College are light cavalry. It's been a thousand miles on the plains, but the whole day in the forest has not come very far.

But whether or not behind them is Finn's 1st Highland Infantry Battalion, the plan is still to be implemented, and Brando can't have them hanging behind him forever, leaving him little time.

The clockwork on the brass pocket watch points to a position around half past seven o'clock. For the first time, the Black Blade Corps Feilong cavalry disappeared from the forest. Although Eruin Aaron has the capability of night vision, the knights above need equipment to fight at night - for example, by replacing it with a cold cotton coat.

Count Odin, who is most familiar with the Feilong cavalry, pointed this out beforehand, so in the meantime they have almost an hour of window time. Brando had to compete for seconds, good thing Nostad and his Feilong cavalry had already found a suitable place in front of him, and he immediately ordered the scout cavalry who was cruising the perimeter to lead him to the pre-set ambush circle.

Bringing the enemy into an ambush is easy to say, but it's complicated. But it's hard to beat the scoundrels of the Royal Knights College, where the tactics they learned originally revolved around this, not to mention the fact that the young men who went to Ambessel were later taught by Makaro himself - the Makaro called the cunning fox, who had quite a lot of experience in trickery, how to lay low, how to lure enemies deep.

And so these young people, who he knew himself, acted in a really decent way. The Black Blade Regiment's scout cavalry always seemed to encounter the enemy's scourge ‘suddenly', and although each time it was the Southern Regiment's scourge that suffered a great loss, they also used it to map the direction of the princess's pedestrians.

At least that seems to be the case, the 'growing’ scourge of the Royal Knights College that they encountered earlier is in line with the laws of the battlefield and is just proof that they are approaching the right direction.

Brando was not mistaken, following them was the First Highland Infantry Battalion of the Finn Column of the Black Blade Corps, also from Baron Wallen of Naples who commanded the army, but the Baron did not realize that he was walking into a trap, but confidently thought he had bitten each other dead.

In fact, Baron Warren was a cautious man, never happy, knowing that his task was to stall the princess, not to surround and annihilate each other. In fact, he didn't have that idea either, and the news coming from behind him was that he had learned that there might be several armies ahead, and that his Highland Infantry Brigade was not the opponent of each other.

But for some reason, Baron Warren was unaware that his opponent had defeated the White Lion Corps head-on and was arrogant. Behind him, the Grand Duke of Sifah and the Marquis of Uxi may have known more or less that the White Lion had suffered, but only thought that the other party had grabbed the siege before it joined the White Lion Legion.

Think about it. How could more than 200 student knights beat the White Lions? It's just that Baron Warren might be more careful if he knew the truth, or at least he wouldn't walk into an ambush circle that easily.

It is unfortunate that the war is not happening if the Baron is being disturbed by the demonized wild boar herd that has emerged from time to time since this day - the Redback boar is one of the famous‘ specialties' of Silver Cliff (2), and in fact they have not been flooded yet, yet after the Great Demonic Tide, the Harbour Guard of Ambethel fought hard against these highly fertile creatures - Brando was once part of this‘ hog killing 'army, but now it is finally Lord Baron Wallon's turn.

The young bareback boar also has the power of upstream black iron up to level 20 in Amber Sword. The adult is only the peak of black iron up to level 25. Most hateful of all, these things have always been a line of old and small, and are lovers of the legendary dragger's mouth. Baron Warren's army pulled out, not as prophetic and careful as Brando's, so he instantly provoked countless demonized wild boars, young and old, to watch. The casualties scolded in one day were half, and wild boars‘ accidental injuries’ accounted for the majority.

He was disturbed by this and hated not being able to pass through this barbaric land in a hurry. Besides, despite the density of the woods around him, the Princess of Refuge is still in front of him, and Baron Warren has bullied himself into keeping a long distance from each other. Although the accompanying wizard reminded him to be careful of the enemy's illusion interference, he did not care.

In fact, at the moment, he was in Brando's field of view. Baron Warren ordered his army to remain in march formation, and at this moment he was walking into a valley, and at this moment Brando stood behind a bush almost 100 metres away, surrounded by cadets with long bows, Wang Li Knight College, but the other side had no idea.

Bridget the Great Seamonster brings a group of Greyfin Naga sacrifices, just after Storm Ambethel, the air is filled with water vapor, and Naga sacrifices natural hydrophilic water, now this illusion is almost the best condition for their practice. A huge illusion swept over the valley, an illusion that did not alter the terrain, but was an obstacle to the way Baron Warren's men looked at the trees that surrounded them and covered up some of their voices.

The magic effect is simple, so the added effect on each soldier is stronger. Baron Walloon's scouting cavalry circled around his wings, thought he had not met the enemy, turned a dozen laps before returning to report. That scene landed on Brando's side without a medium illusion, and it seemed kind of funny.

But the use of magic on the battlefield also deeply frightens these young people, which is horrible, and the enemy has become blind and deaf. They've heard a lot about classic warfare with magic in their textbooks, but experiencing it is something else.

Brando looked at the uncertain faces of the young men and nodded darkly. Sooner or later, these young sergeants will meet stronger enemies, and it is not only these aristocratic militias, backward regiments of kingdoms, whether Madara or Cruz, who have already begun military reform on the land of Warnde that they must keep up.

But even the aristocratic militias, or the backward Royal Legion, actually have a few wizards with Baron Walloon. One of the most senior is also a senior wizard in the middle of silver. The middle of silver in Amber Sword is about 29-32. He masters four-ring magic. Although he is not yet a wizard mentor, he has also entered the ranks of senior wizards.

But unfortunately, their opponent was Charles, the true archdeacon of the golden class, Brando had the Naga Sacrifice concentrated on illusion, and the antidote spell was entrusted to the servant of the young wizard beside him. Wizards who study law spells are naturally good at dismantling spells, and as soon as Charles strikes, some of the wizards around Baron Warren suddenly become truly blind, and they don't find their spells repressed themselves - but they feel a little wrong.

The 1st Highland Infantry Battalion of the Finn Column integrates almost 1,500 men, while Baron Warren, as commander, barely qualified, even walking in the forest in a decent military shape. Brando waited patiently until the other half passed and Baron Warren himself and the knights next to him walked close to him before raising the shale bow in his hand.

The bowstring in his hand flashed a slight grey light, wrapped with arrows that formed a rock-wrapped stone arrow. This is the effect of the Shale Longbow Petrification Arrow, but the bow is so low that the effect of this powerful effect on many advanced enemies is not obvious until this moment when it really works the most.

Brando was naturally aiming at Baron Vallon, who had not noticed at all, and he had only carefully judged the distance and the humidity of the air and then loosened the bowstring. Because there was no wind, the arrow went straight to the baron, with little deviation but a slight fall.

“The technology is regressing.” Brando shook his head, and the warriors in Amber Sword were more than just muscle men who could beat. Warriors are a profession, including mercenaries, who are often familiar with many weapons and protective equipment to adapt to a variety of battlefields. Brando is a medium master as a 130-level warrior, but he hasn't used a bow in a long time.

Baron Warren had finally heard the wind of the tsunami and, as a soldier, he was too familiar with it. The guardian wizard around him also reacted quickly, setting up a windshield for the first time. Unfortunately, the arrow came a little too close. A hundred meters was no different from the magic bow, and the petrified arrow pulled a bright grey trajectory even a second earlier through the wind shield.

“My lord, look out!” The knights around the baron were all silver masters, pulling out their swords instantly to cut off their arrows. Unfortunately, before he waved his sword, the petrified arrow blew itself apart.

A gray white light followed the arrows in the direction almost covered Baron Walloon and all the knights around them, rating them as either surprised, or screaming, or pulling out their swords for the last action, turning them into a stone sculpture along with the mount they sat on.

Seven knights, two wizards, along with the Baron, were recruited, and only one wizard escaped. But the wizard's left arm also turned into a stone sculpture and was still spreading towards his shoulder. He immediately raised his right hand and patted it on Petrified's left hand. The fire flashed and the stone arm broke.

“Hostile attack!” The scene was just a flash of electric flint, and as soon as the wizard broke his left hand, he grabbed the cane next to him and screamed.

Unfortunately, it was a little late, and for a moment, a calm forest was in a pause with arrows.

Brando put away the long bronze bow in his hand. After all, it is a magic weapon with a brass label. Although it is used against monsters who have catalyzed elements and even powerful people in the gold field, it is a must kill for miscellaneous fish.

“Ah! Magic Bow?” A subtle sound of surprise came from behind.

Brando turned around and saw a girl named Beth staring straight at her shale bow. “You want it?” He asked that a good bow was really important for scolding, and that Brando didn't really value the bow in his hand - after all, it wasn't good.

“Ah, no, no.” Beth is a little embarrassed that she was born a boy, but after all, she is something of a commanding officer. How can she just ask for it? She just barked out of her mouth before.

“Ha ha, my lord, Beth, of course she wants it, but I'm sorry to ask.” A young cadet laughed and laughed, and Brando had no shelves, and these young men, while some admired him, were not afraid of him.

When Brando looked at the speaker, he recognized him. Looks like Eulender was rescued by Caglis from the White Lion Infantry. Looks like this guy is a little interested in this girl. By the way, it looks like they were married later in history.

He thought with interest, simply throw the long shale bow at each other, and laughed, "Then I'll give it to you. As for how you convince Miss Beth to take it, it's up to you. ”

“Ah!" Hollander didn't expect his mind to be seen through, and suddenly blushed. When he looked back, he didn't expect Beth to take a hard look at him, and turned around and joined the fight.

“Lord, this…” Eulend couldn't resist an innocent face.

“Oops,” Brando smiled, thinking about young people, seniors can only help you get to this point. Brass tagged magic weapon, used to sell a hundred or two at this time of the game.

Brando had a heart behind him to joke with the young man at the Knights College because he didn't care at all about the victory in this ambush. Or he simply didn't think the battle would be lost, with Count Odin and Nimacees personally in front of him, which was quite enough.

The same is true of the First Highland Infantry Battalion of the Finn Column, which is known for its mobility, but whose reputation was largely based on several raids during the Anson VI rebellion and the last pre-Jihad period. And that's the fame that their old predecessors built. The current highland infantry is just some new blood that was added to the Black Blade Army after the November war. Although it still retains the patience of the Grey Mountain people, there is no such thing as the White Lion Army's undefeated dying momentum in the face of the raids.

In particular, the Black Blade Legion is older than the White Lion Legion, which divides one column into three divisions, each headed by a hundred chiefs, most of whom are knights beside Baron Walloon and not real junior officers.

These are the hundred chiefs, most of whom were petrified by an arrow from Brando, with the exception of a few who maintained their formation in front of them; the First Highland Infantry Battalion of the Finn Column, which had lost its command centre, had been scattered directly as a bird and beast at the time because the mountain people were fighting so hard.

Subsequently, however, the 20-man priesthood of Naga no longer maintained illusion, but instead turned to hail and ice sealing to strike the clusters of highland infantry. Hail is not the kind of small stone that can be stopped by lifting a shield, but the thick and magically reinforced ice cone of the fist. One of these ice cones can break through the ordinary leather armor helmet. The highland infantry can't resist lightweight clothing, and a round of magic goes directly to the grieving wolf, the corpse pillow.

In the absence of commander restraint, these suddenly striking light infantry forces instinctively turn around and scatter. But what kind of fighting power do scattered light infantry have? What awaits them is the formation of a team splitting up the noble militia of Odin surrounding the battlefield with the light cavalry of the Royal Knights.

Individual highland infantry is obviously not an opponent of the spear-held infantry squares, but will be regrouped by magic. The first-highland infantry battalion of the defenceless Finn Column almost collapsed after more than a decade, waiting for them, besides death, to surrender, and for some to escape, but that's why Brando was so lazy to chase, not to increase casualties.

The battle lasted less than half an hour, from ambush to end, and the sky was not even completely darkened. Brando took a look at the battlefield and had at least a minute before the Blackblade Cavaliers returned to the battlefield, which was surprisingly smooth.

He took a look at the direction of the Black Blade Legion's escape and was relieved. His worries were gone, then he could safely implement the plan. And those fleeing Highland Infantry will lead their true enemies into a trap.

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Background note:

(1) Names of towns located in the Grey Mountain collar. In Eruin, a series of mountain ranges from Grey Mountain to the south of Corcova are the main inhabited areas of the northern mountain people, who were once barbarians of the Kruz population, but more barbaric and untamed mountain people than in the southern part of Eruin. The mountain people of the north have long been subordinated to the predecessor King Ecker and become subjects of the kingdom during Eruin's statehood. Until today, however, mountain dwellers have retained their scarce independence.

(2) Silver Cliff Cliff, a geographical term used to refer solely to the area of the bay where the cliffs abound along the ‘quiet anchor' area of the bay that runs southward from Ambesseur to the northernmost part of Vlada.

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PS: Another cold, bad luck, I've been out all morning, went out for a few laps to find the feeling. Still a little dizzy, I'll give you 6000 words to guarantee the amount of two chapters. See if I can get another one later.

Touch everyone, the weather is getting cold, pay attention to your body.

Also recently, at the request of my bookmate, I started adding some terminology notes. These notes are about geography, and I've actually sent out maps before, so you can look for them. I'll do another detailed one sometime. The starting point is a very unfriendly legend, and I hang up a lot for a while. Remind me to make it up to you later.

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