The Amber Sword

Ice winds blow ice and dust on the surface of the sea, and the fog rolls up like waves, layers forward, and shouts. In the direction of the Gulf of Owechin, a small group of people are moving slowly against the icewind.

“Almost.” A moment later, Brando suddenly said.

“Almost?” Utah looked at him somewhat obscurely.

“It's time to go into town.” Brando replied.

There are some conflicting faces. Although the main force of the White Legion has left Oweshin, there can be no defensive force in the city. Others, not to mention, have not seen the Land Dragon Knights of the White Legion all the way. Everyone knows that his lord must have come here with intent, but can't guess what he thinks. It is obviously unrealistic to rely on so many people to raid Oweshin, even if beheading tactics are not possible.

After all, the White Legion is one of the four most elite regiments in the Empire, and if that is all it takes, it is clearly not convincing enough.

But neither Mel nor Utah spoke out to question Brando's decision, and only Taru asked, "Sir, is it just us? ”

After a short period of time, Brando had gotten used to this Charles student having a bit of a skipping personality, so he wasn't surprised by the other guy's problem and turned around and smiled mysteriously at the latter: “You'll see. ”

“Later...?” Tallu's face is confused: "Wait, Lord, you know I'm not afraid to die, but you make me wonder, what exactly are we going to do? ”

Yuta frowned. “Enough,” she stopped. “Just do as the grown-ups say. You talk too much. ”

“It's okay," Brando said, stopping the head of the female mercenary group, turning back and continuing forward, the voice coming from the front along the cold wind: "Of course you have to understand your battle goals, and of course we are going to occupy Oweshine. ”

“Occupy?” Mel picked an eyebrow.

“O... Watson?” Tallu opened his mouth: “Lord, I heard you correctly, just the few of us? ”

“I answered that question for you, didn't I?” Brando replied with a smile.

“Uh, okay,” Tallu shrugged: “But Lord, you have to tell us how to do it, right? ”

“It's simple. Whose is Owen? ”

“The owner of Owechin is Count Brill, but I'm afraid the man in charge at this moment should be Duke Ambnar, the head of the White Legion stationed in the city.” Mel replied immediately.

“So we're going to convince Lord Ambnar to give Ouwehin to us.” Brando replied without returning.

“You've got to be kidding me, Lord, this is obviously not possible.” Taru shook his head quite unexpectedly, apparently taking Brando's words as a less amusing joke.

“No, I'm not kidding. Why is this impossible?” Brando smiled back at a stunned young man and blinked: “Taru, didn't your teacher teach you that nothing in the world is impossible? ”

After listening to this, everyone couldn't help but stop looking at him, Mel raised his eyebrows, even the cold wind rolled up the ice dust and blew up his hood, his long hair dancing wildly in the wind.

……

Hudson, leader of the Dragon Knights Regiment, stood by the turquoise river and watched the dark city of the West Bank. In the darkness, starlit lights were hidden. The tall towers and temples outlined the outlines of the city. Everything was quiet, as if it had nothing to do with the war far from the port of Fatan. But it is clear to Hudson that the White Legion is now stationed in the city, with the exception of the Knights of the Dragons, where only Baron Luke and Sir Prince's forces are present, in case they are weaker than a piece of paper and are in danger of being attacked at any moment.

Although most people, including the commander, Duke Ambnar, do not believe that the Crown Prince is capable of attacking Oweshin, this does not stop the fear in Hudson's heart.

This fear is somewhat worrying, but he still can't sleep, which is why he came to the banks of the turquoise river in the middle of the night dressed in clothes, trying to make the cold wind clear his mind to clear the doubts in his mind. Finally, the dark night before made him feel a little more at ease, and he wanted to hope that the night would bring them good luck, as others had wished.

But all of a sudden, he felt the night fade a little, and the illusion made him jump, rubbing his eyes quickly, but found that it wasn't his senses that were wrong - the Iron Wolf Bridge, a few hundred meters away across the turquoise river, originally had only one scissors left in the dark, but now hidden the outline and the white rock that built the bridge became clear and visible.

The light was still gradually shining, but in Hudson's heart he was horrified. He raised his head with some effort and found a ray of gold rising from the horizon, which was like a sword and stabbed into his heart. Outside Oweshine, half the sky is shifting from a dark, sunken colour to a light fish belly, and then a beautiful pink colour lights up beneath the clouds, as if it were burning beneath the sublime inland waters.

The scene is not uncommon, and over the last hundred years, almost every day, Ouwehin has had to go through it. This is the rising of the sun and the coming of the day.

Without transferring the will of any man, the dawn breaks into darkness and sprinkles into the earth, covering everything with warmth, while the shadow of Oweshin is quickly retreating, as if it had been crushed, quickly retreating west of the turquoise river. Faced with this scene, Hudson felt no warmth at all, just a chill in his heart.

Madara's spirit promised a sunset of three days, but it's barely half a day now.

“Sir, something terrible has happened!” Several knights rushed from the Dragon Cavalry camp area.

“Why are you panicking? I'm not blind!” Hudson frowned and turned back. His heart was filled with anger. He wondered whether he had betrayed the dead spirit or whether he was disappointed in his own men's panic and frustration. He chewed his teeth and resented: “Get ready...”

He said half a jammed shell...

In Oweshin's sky, a bright aperture appeared, the whole sky was buzzing, as if to herald something, everyone in the city stopped, Hudson and his knights raised their heads unconsciously, some citizens ran out of their homes and witnessed the scene.

Then countless apertures appeared in the sky, a mast extending out of the aperture, and then the bow image, followed by a small half hull, and the entire boat came out of the aperture. Over Owechin, countless battleships suddenly appeared, as if the city had just bathed in the sun, yet suddenly the sky was a darkness.

At that moment, the Ouwehin understood what it meant to be a cloaking day.

Countless silver sails are like the sea, hunting in the wind, and for a moment, over Oweshin, it seems that the only voice left.

Hudson seemed petrified, as did his knights. Those silver battleships, of course, they recognize where they come from, but nobody dares to move lightly. In order to ambush this fleet, all the air forces of the White Legion were sent to the front by the commander, the Duke of Ambnar, but their prey, at this moment, appears in Owechin, dozens of miles from the front -- Martha goes up there, yelling in Hudson's heart, where is the problem?

At the moment, there are some more vulture knights in the city for reconnaissance, but not three or two big cat kittens for this fleet? Unless it's crazy. As for the others, let their infantry and cavalry and the floating fleet fight each other and kill their enemies with their minds?

Get the vulture team back?

It's too late, Hudson's brain is blank.

The Tonigars fleet did not attack at the first moment...

……

In Fortress Konvi, Duke Ambnar stood up with a heavy face and looked at the guests who were not welcome in front of him.

“Who are you?” Count Brill, who was destroying the literature, also stopped the movement in his hand, looked up at the stranger who had entered the door and changed his face: “Who let you in, the guard? ”

But Duke Ambnar reached out and stopped his old friend.

“I'm sure you are the grandson of Darius, Count Toniguer, Mr. Brando," the Duke bluntly said. “What can I do for you if I don't know you're here? ”

It was Brando who pushed the door in, followed by Utah, Mel and Taru, all of whom, apart from him, looked like enemies. Behind them, on the corridor outside the gate, several guards dressed in white legions' robes were long gone.

Not surprisingly, Brando was slightly surprised by his familiarity with him. It seems that his grandfather was quite influential in the Empire, not just Veronica, but even the Duke, who was known as the "Wolf of Ghosts" on the jihad front of him, could call out his identity.

The Cruz is clearly more sensitive to his Darus descendants than to his status as Count Tonigal.

He thought that the Imperial side did not see him in the eyes, and at best it was because of the Buga's involvement that he used the White Legion so seriously, but did not expect that he seemed to underestimate his influence. He knew that the White Legion was directly loyal to the Silver Queen, and that the Duke of Ambnar could summon his identity, indicating that Constance, the Silver Queen, should also be aware of his existence.

Brando felt a little flattered at one point.

He pondered for a moment and shook his hand to indicate that Mel behind him closed the door, then the clouds lightly lit a smile at the two people in the room: "Duke, I think it's time we sat down and talked. ”

Oweshin's defensive emptiness, although there are some masters in the fortress of Konvi, is still somewhat of a gap from him, in fact, within the White Legion as a whole, with the exception of the commander himself, the Duke of Ambnar, whose strength is approaching the poles, he can keep an eye out, not to mention the fact that he has the elements of time and space, and in fact he has not moved anyone into this room at all - except Count Brill and Grand Duke Ambnar in the room.

The Duke of Ambnar, with his hands stretched out like water, naturally flew into his hands a skeleton staff floating in the sky. And he looked at Brando and he said, "What do you want to talk about? ”

“Surrender. ”

“Surrender?” Duke Ambnar: “To whom does he surrender, Your Excellency, on behalf of His Royal Highness? ”

Brando was not angry and replied: "The Duke understood naturally in his heart. ”

The Duke of Ambnar did not speak, and he stood just outside the stone hole window to see the view of the city of Ouwehin - the cold wind call sign in the harbour, the sunset at night long before the moment had vanished, the bright sun covered the entire harbour, the freshly thawed pier was a mess, while slightly further afield, the sky was a silver ‘cloud'.

That's Toniguer's fleet.

The constant buzzing in the sky seems to be a constant reminder of the end result of this battle - although the union of Her Majesty's Majesty and Madara's Dead Souls seemed seamless, the result was that the White Legion fell into a huge trap.

He has not yet figured out where the problem lies.

Tonigars fleet did not attack...

But once the Eruins - or the Bughans - start attacking, Ouwehin changes hands and even falls into flames. There is also a White Legion stationed in the city, but neither the Knights of the Dragons nor Baron Luke and Sir Prince's forces can fight the Floating Fleet in heaven.

The other party has not attacked because they have given themselves an ultimatum.

The Duke of Ambnar understands that this ultimatum was spoken of a few seconds ago through the young, untold population in front of him.

The rest is his choice.

“The descendants of the Marshal are better than I thought," he raised his skull cane: “But if you want me to surrender, that's impossible! ”

His voice just went down, and it was a white light coming at Brando.

Ice Wolf.

Home emblem of the Trike family.

Running on the ice, the winter wolves, the most terrible beasts of northern Brittan winter, are ruthless and breathe cold winters. Mountain people believe that the winter wolves are the spokespersons for a harsh winter, and their presence means that winter is coming, and winter is coming, and everything is frozen, and that will be the season when all life is at a standstill and permanently asleep.

In legends passed between the countryside, when the gods passed away in their last years, it would be an endless long winter, spring would not return, and then the end of the world.

Endless cold winters.

That is the element of the Duke of Ambnar.

In an instant, the temperature in the house dropped, and Brando, the first to strike, shook his head, as if he had expected.

Obviously, the stinking temper of the 'wolf of ghosts' will never be a false name.

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