"My Lord Earl, I promised my old man to help him take care of Sebass. I am a man, so I have to keep my promise. Now Sebass is gone. I know this damn fog is weird and you don’t have any. Obligation, but I want to leave alone and visit the place yesterday. Even if I lose my life as a result, I can at least have an explanation to my old man."
Na Xin frowned, apparently ready to speak, and said this when he saw Brando. He carried a bow, put on the clothes of a smuggler, wrapped a headscarf, and wore a pair of moccasin boots, with a dark dagger hanging from his waist.
"Where is that place?" Brando asked.
"Sebas said he saw a forest in the mist. I heard the legend of those ghosts who lost their names when I was young. I told him not to be troubled. Besides, where is the forest in the mist? I remember that place, I Go alone, and you can arrive in a short period of time."
"Did he go in?"
"No, Sebastian didn’t see him at night. At about eight or nine o’clock, he tossed over and couldn’t sleep and talked to me about the woods. He complained that I didn’t tell you about the woods, and he said yes. As a reference, maybe we don’t have to go around in this fog. But he is still a young man, he has no insight, and he doesn’t understand that some things can’t be said casually. I scold him to make him stop thinking about sleeping, he didn’t. Promise me, I turned around-where is his shadow in the tent?"
Xin's throat shuddered, with a look of horror: "I was afraid that he would run out to do stupid things by himself. At the time, I thought he was out of the tent, but when I chased it out, I only saw him in the fog. In the back, Lord Earl, there is at least a hundred yards away from my tent. I haven’t taught him the martial arts of the Sebastian kid. In the blink of an eye, he can’t run that far, so I called him lifelessly. His name, but he turned a deaf ear to his ears, and went straight into the fog as if mad."
"I put on my jacket and ran after him, but before I got closer, I felt that I was hit from behind... By the time I woke up, it was already morning."
Brando comforted him: "Don't worry, Mr. Naxin, we may not help you. Sebastian has been missing for a night. You might as well stay and wait. You are an insider, maybe you can wait. We will need your help."
"But, my lord..."
"It doesn't matter, we are also going around in this mist anyway. Sebas may not be wrong in what he said. Since someone has also seen the forest in the mist, it means that it has at least existed."
He turned his head back: "Did those missing sailors also see the wood?"
Delphine nodded: "At least three people have mentioned woods or similar words to others. The situation there is similar to Sebastian, but the sailors think they are confused by ghosts in the mist."
"You saw it, Mr. Nashin," Brando turned his head and said to Nashin, "Now that something behind this fog is leaking out of the horse's feet, you just said that you know that place, can you take us there? ?"
"grown ups… ?"
"Don't worry, we are a team now. Today is Sebastian. Tomorrow may not be everyone of us. Rather than wasting time aimlessly here, it is better to grab the clues in front of you, what do you think? Brando comforted him.
Na Xin was in awe, he bent down and bowed deeply to the Lord Earl from Eruin.
Brando turned around and said to Metisa: "You go tell Instaron, let him spread the skeleton soldiers out and arrange them into a scout formation. We return along the same road and search again until we find the piece. Until the woods."
The silver elf little princess nodded and signaled that she understood. She asked again: "Is there anything else that needs to be ordered, Lord Lord?"
Brando thought for a while, stopped her and said: "Tell him, let him divide the skeleton soldiers into small groups. Each small group is equipped with two corpses instead of one. Among them, there must be an intermediate corpse. The middle-level corpse witch is only responsible for the communication between the team and the team, and the center of the squad is still the lower-level corpse witch."
This is the most classic military structure of the previous Madara after the Second Black Rose War and lasted until the astrological years. Its effectiveness is naturally proved by later generations.
He didn’t want to reveal this secret, but instead he thought of limiting it to the limited number of middle-level undeads in the Dead Moon Empire. Before they found a more effective way of transforming the undead, this military structure was very important to Eruin. The threat is not as high as Instaron, a genius general himself.
But for Instaron and Targus, this little secret is invaluable. At least part of the highly-organized undead can still be brought out to the new generation of dark nobles who have the support of traditional forces behind them. .
"But I hope you don't let me see it on Eruin's battlefield in this way, otherwise you will be unlucky." Brando couldn't help thinking when he looked at Medissa's back walking away.
The undead abandoned this traditional organization method after the year of astrology. Naturally, it was caused by its own flaws. It was the most efficient and even refreshing method of organization for the Dead Moon Empire in this era. Looking at the past, it is always easy to find out the negligence of the predecessors.
"Teacher is a real gentleman," Huang Huo listened to what Brando said to Na Xin, and couldn't help but praise Mr. Liu next to him: "Even in Jiufeng, you rarely see such a good person."
"Knights like Mr. Brando are indeed uncommon, Miss Huang Huo." Mr. Liu also agreed, and he exclaimed: "The key is that he is still so young, and he seems to have some understanding of the organization of the undead. I haven't been to Warend in more than ten years, and I didn't expect such a person to appear there."
Huang Huo nodded lightly.
Instaron and Targus are naturally acquaintances. If you are a stubborn old-school undead lord, Metisa will point out its method of arranging skeleton soldiers, and maybe even dismissive of it-things about the undead, what? Is it time for an elf to intervene
But these two best partners in the history of Madara can see the value of Brando's advice at a glance. After Medissa left, the two couldn't help but glance at each other, and each saw each other's eyes. The sense of surprise in the depths:
A noble earl of Eruin knows the organization of the undead better than their traditional dead moon nobles, and can further propose ways to improve it. Both of them had general good minds, and naturally understood that Brando, as their opponent, dared to tell them this method, and was not afraid that they would use it on the Eruin battlefield in the future.
This at least shows that the opponent is not one step ahead of them, but two or more steps.
Instaron sighed first:
"This Lord Earl's weight in my mind is getting heavier and heavier, old man, if I didn't care about it before, now I really want him to join us. He will definitely become the most shining one under the Dead Moon. That star, Tarrig can't be compared with him, but this is a stubborn guy, Targus, what can you do about it?"
Targus thought for a while, as if he had seriously considered this issue, but in the end he shook his head slightly: "Unless your majesty is willing to compromise on the issue of Eruin, the Lord Earl seems to have Certain obsessions, you should notice his hostility towards us, he knows exactly what we are going to do."
"It's this kind of wise insight into the future," Instalong couldn't help but feel a little helpless: "At this time, I hope that Lord Earl is the greedy old guys. They can sell everything for the benefit. They never talk about it. Loyalty and glory only talk about power and status."
"Leave it to your majesty to make the decision. This Lord Earl is not as tough as you think. At least in Eruin, he is not the same as the royal party that supports the royal family. Do you know why he let the prince go, because Tonigel doesn't want to Standing on the cusp of the storm."
If Brando heard Targus's words here, he would be surprised by the vampire's deep understanding of Eruin's situation, but it really had nothing to do with him when he let go of the eldest son of the king-it was the decision of the princess.
Although he didn't understand until later, it was Griffith because of the means to protect him, after all, the princess also had some political skills.
After the skeleton soldiers were scattered out in Brando's way to form a scout team, it didn't take long for them to send back news that something was found.
To be precise, a forest was found.
But this woods is a bit strange.
When Brando arrived there, he saw a'wood' standing in the mist. But it was a crystal forest, and the crystals grew in clusters on the ground, and the soil was completely crystallized, reflecting bright light.
When Na Xin walked to the crystal forest with him, they were almost stunned, and muttered, "How could it be... This is the forest that Sebastian saw...?"
"is it here?"
"Yes... Yes..." Nashin looked around: "Here, there is a mound over there. I remember very clearly that we passed by that mound at the time. Sebas said that he saw a mound on the left. A piece of wood, but I dare to swear to Master Martha that there was absolutely nothing here when we passed by here yesterday!"
"How big is this place?"
Brando asked back.
"Instaron asked two small groups of skeleton soldiers to advance along the periphery of the forest to the east and west. They haven't seen their heads yet, it's been almost a quarter of an hour." Delphine replied.