The Amber Sword

Chapter 1046: Surrender Act 194

As soon as the Duke of Ambrose moved, Brando reacted. The sword of the earth in his hand had sheathed, and the black-drenched sword blade was just blocking the path of the bite of the winter wolf. At the same time, the space-time element was layered in dense layers. The line of law was densely formed to form a mercury wall, which is the manifestation of the power of the superior element. The Duke of Ambnar was also astonished by the elements of this strength, which is the manifestation of the finest elements. In the course of Vaughn's long history, countless heroes are scattered like stars, and those who are able to understand such a rule are none other than the brightest stars in the sky for a moment.

He seemed to understand something, but he could not hesitate to make an old soldier who had experienced a terrible war surrender his sword, and he might have seen a failure, just as he had predicted his death decades earlier on the battlefield of the Second Jihad. There were no undead soldiers in the world, but no soldiers who had surrendered their swords.

Although Brando had early expectations of the stubbornness and strength of the 'Wolf of Ghosts', he did not expect to underestimate each other. The layered elements of time and space deflected much of the energy of the Duke of Ambnar's attack into a distorted space of time, but a small fraction of it still broke the heavy defense and struck the sword ridge of the sword of the earth that he lay in his hand.

There was still a terrible force coming from the sword of the earth. Before he could react, he felt the scenery in front of him and his back had hit the wall heavily.

“My lord! ”

He heard the screams of Utah and Mel and others in vain, and the fierce momentum in front of him came again, and the cold smell spread like life along the thick carpet on the floor, leaving a frozen forest behind, close to him. This power is terrible, the gap between the law peak and the side of truth is bigger than he expected, and in the game, players rarely have the chance to experience such near two-tier boundaries because each version has a tier cap, and now Brando feels like he's singling out the world for BOSS.

He thought he had been prepared for the power above the realm after the baptism of the Black Knight, but this preparation proved insufficient.

Duke Ambnar is similarly half-legged and a jihadist veteran who has recovered a life from a hellish killing, and no one can match his resolve.

Brando couldn't do what he thought. He immediately opened his fanatical talent, and there was a surge of power in his body, and his heart rose with suicide. He raised his sword to stop the bite of the winter wolf of the Duke of Ambnar. This time it was obvious that the other party's power had diminished considerably, but this was actually due to the illusion that his own power had improved in an instant, that Brando had already used his fanatical talent many times, and naturally he could not pass judgement errors. Through the power of Duke Ambnar, he had burst into the wall and had come outside the Fortress of Conway in a cloud of smoke.

The Duke of Ambnar did not abandon the attack while pursuing it and preparing for the third Winter Wolf bite.

Fortress Conway was built on the banks of the turquoise river, and Count Brill's study was just on the side of the river, at a time when the two warring parties were in fact on the river, and the Duke of Ambnar raised his skeleton cane in his hand, about to attack, but at this moment he saw an unexpected scene - a sudden black light flashed in his hand, and the darkness of the treasure suddenly shrunk and then burst out of the center.

A fierce dark force surged, the Duke was overwhelmed, blown upright, the river flashed with black light, the blast shock wave instantly swept in all directions, pressing a hemispherical depression on the river surface. After the shock wave, the water blew up and leached out a little rain. The rain contaminated the dust in the sky before it fell into mud.

The Duke of Ambnar was blown to bits in the explosion. The sceptre in his hand had long been broken. He had not yet figured out what had happened. In the rain screen in front of him, the shadow flashed and he felt only the cold neck, and felt the chill of the sword of the earth. He opened his eyes slightly before realizing when Brando had taken advantage of the explosion to deceive him and put his sword around his neck.

The timing of the other party was very good, as if it had not been affected by the explosion at all, as if it had been anticipated earlier, otherwise his ability would have prevented him from reacting.

He glanced down at the scepter in his hand and let it fall into the water of the turquoise river. He raised his head: “Looks like the army of the dead is finished. This was already in your expectation. The Maddalas have worked so hard to find the treasure of the dead, I didn't expect it to be so hard in your hands. But then again, you used it to lure me, I was foolish enough. ”

Brando laughed and thought it was lucky that the White Legion's plan was not very elaborate. Had it not been for his luck in hitting the Black Knight ‘White' and learning all the plans from each other, and getting the fragments of order, even if he had known in advance that the Silver Queen was joining Madara's bone skeleton, the port of Fatan would have been difficult to defend.

But it hit him, and of course, it was because he was sensitive enough to be alert, and it was Duke Ambnar's turn to defend the translocation without his knowledge.

The Wolf of the Ghost is by no means a false name and the strength of the White Legion must not be underestimated, except that he did not give them any chance and the battle was over before it had begun.

“Lord Duke,” Brando said, "you should understand that any recalcitrance in the negative corners will not change anything. ”

The Duke of Ambnar was silent, in fact, as soon as he chased out of Fort Conway, he felt himself locked in by several acute perceptions, all from the fleet in the sky, one of which he was familiar with, which belonged to an old friend of the Cruz, and when he recognized that perception, he understood that he had no chance.

Veronica was the strongest of the four commanders of the Empire after returning from the rings of the wind, and even she was no longer the opponent of that man, let alone the Duke of Ambnar.

There was this man, the Duke of Ambnar, who knew from the beginning that he had no chance of winning, whether Brando counted him or not.

He looked up at a battleship suspended in the sky and said softly: "Please give me a decent one. ”

“Lord Duke, why do you insist? ”

The Duke of Ambnar glanced at Brando: "There has never been a precedent in the history of the Empire for an entire regiment to surrender. I dare not drive this river. When I die, they will naturally fight until the last moment, and every member of the White Legion will never disgrace them. ”

“No one will disgrace the honor of the White Legion, and I am not saying that you surrender to the Crown Prince. ”

“What do you mean?” Duke Ambnar stunned.

“Now that you've admitted your defeat, I'll let you leave this place.” Brando replied in a casual tone.

“What, are you serious? ”

“I lied to you for nothing, Duke. ”

The Duke of Ambnar raised his eyebrows deeply, which sounded like the practice of the ancient nobles, when the nobles saw war as a means of obtaining glory, when the victors tended to let the losers leave in dignity and the defenceless would never be harmed except by the warriors who had died on the battlefield.

The wars of that era had nothing to do with plunder and profit and were more like an upright challenge, but since the divine oath had gradually lapsed, even intra-State strife had become increasingly instrumental.

But he doesn't quite understand why Brando did it.

“You promise my men won't get hurt, they can build a complete exit from East Mets?” He frowned and asked.

“I do not guarantee that they will be able to leave East Mets in full form, but I can assure anyone who wants to leave here that they will not be prevented from doing so, but I ask them not to stay in the Mets area, that they should travel to the Diet area within the time I have set, and that I will not interfere as to whether they are reunited with Her Majesty's army or otherwise.” Brando thought about it and said what he thought.

At this point, he saw that Fortress Conway had been chased out of a hole by him, Utah and Mel and others, and he immediately showed them with his eyes, indicating that they did not need to come.

After Utah et al. noticed what was going on outside, they were clearly relieved and they heard what Brando had said before, but the three of them, including Mel, were not convinced that Brando could really convince the Duke of Ambnar - although he did say so at first, it was too much to imagine having an entire Imperial Frontline Corps surrender.

Even if the White Legion were to collapse here, it would be better than to bow down to the Eruins, whose impact was devastating, something that the Empire could never tolerate.

But when they saw Brando's breasts look like bamboo, they got a little confused.

“But I demand that the White Legion must renounce its resistance and surrender its weapons in situ, and that I take over the city of Ouwehin, and that I temporarily hold you captives for some time before I give you a gift to leave, in case anything goes wrong, which are reasonable, I am sure you understand, Duke. ”

“Surrender?” The Duke of Ambnar frowned: “How can I believe you will keep your promises? ”

“You may not believe my promise, Duke," replied Brando, "but I can give you a royal promise. ”

“The royal promise? ”

“Prince Haruze is also a member of this mission to the Empire, and if he promises you, the Duke will no longer doubt that His Royal Highness will be king of Eluin in the future, as we all know, so this will in fact be the promise of a king.” Brando replied.

“If that's the case, I think I can accept it.” The Duke of Ambnar nodded.

Brando was ready to pull a subpoena crystal out of his arms, and he activated the crystal, which immediately appeared to several White Lion Guard soldiers. As soon as the soldiers saw him, they exclaimed with excitement: "My lord, you have arrived just in time. After the demise of all the dead soldiers, the White Legion's response was more fierce than expected, thanks to the morale inspired by His Highness on the front line, otherwise they may have entered the port. ”

“What!? Your Highness!” Brando was shocked: “Why is Her Highness on the front line? ”

“Yes, Lord, Her Royal Highness is here. Would you like to speak to her? ”

Brando looked uncertainly at the crystal on his hand, watching the image on the crystal turn into Princess Griffin's face, but he immediately noticed that something was wrong with the ‘Princess'. First of all, she was not as determined as the long princess seemed, but rather a little dodgy, at least the long princess would never behave like a shy little girl in front of him.

And he always felt like he seemed to have seen this face there, and there was always a familiar impression in his head.

Until His Royal Highness finally squeezed his mouth: “Teacher, I...”

Brando sucks in a breath of cold air.

“What are you doing?” He immediately understood who this‘ princess' was and could not help but ask.

“Me, me...” Haruze looked like he was going to cry: “Teacher, I was wrong...”

Brando immediately shut his mouth, he understood that this was not the time to hold His Royal Highness the Little Prince accountable for what he was doing. The first task now was to obtain the letter from the Duke of Ambnar. The White Legion had obviously launched an attack on the port of Fatan without the command of the Duke of Ambnar. Of course, he knew how weak the defense in the port was, and this time must not be delayed.

With that in mind, he turned to the Duke of Ambnar beside him.

At this moment, the Duke of Ambnar heard the dialogue between the two of them, and his heart was even heavier. At this time, I had no idea that the port of Fatan had not been invaded by the city. He nodded more optimistically about the situation in which the White Legion was situated: “If it were Her Royal Highness, I would have no objection. ”

It is well known that, at this time of year, Eruyin is in fact the sister of Haruze. Although the young prince claims that he will be king in the future, who can say better things about the future, the Duke of Ambnar obviously does not recognize that the other side of the crystal has to be a fake.

Brando immediately gave Haruze a glance, indicating that he would not be so panicked, and then spoke of the current situation and the latter. Haruze, though not confident enough, was not stupid, and made an immediate commitment to the Duke of Ambnar in the name of the Crown of Eluín to ensure that he would never turn his back.

With the promise, the Duke of Ambnar was visibly lonely.

“I want to know,” he said, "how long will my men be captives, and when will Lord plan to arrange for them to leave Metz? ”

“Rest assured, Duke, we will never do an article on this," Brando reassured, “I need a few days to take over Oweshin, but I will arrange for the White Legion to leave within a week at the latest. ”

The Duke of Ambnar nodded silently.

Brando was relieved to see him exemplify.

At this moment, Utah et al. in Fort Conway are already staring at each other.

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