Sophie's plan is like this.
If his memory is not wrong, Bucher’s guard captain at this time should be the famous veteran-Madden, a veteran who had experienced the November War like Brando's grandfather.
Sophie knew that he was because this NPC would teach the traveler the'exploration' skill in the game.
But the veteran was really famous because he made a huge mistake as the captain of Buche's local guard in the first Black Rose War. He misjudged the purpose of the Madara army.
He thought that the other party was just invading the border as always, so he transferred the villagers of Butch at the beginning. He had a chance to fight back and repulse the vanguard of the undead army, and then retreat calmly.
Unfortunately, this opportunity missed him.
He should have become a hero of the kingdom, but in the end he embarked on another bleak path. For such a person, Sophie is both lamented and curious.
What sighs is the situation of the latter half of his life, but what is curious is how did the other party discover Madara's undead army in advance? You know, this is the only variable in the entire Golan-Elsen region.
"Is it because of me?" Sophie suddenly had an impossible thought.
But he immediately threw this absurd idea out of his mind.
Now he wants to change history, he has to find a way to remind the other party. Fire, in the military regulations, symbolizes warning and invasion. Sophie can only expect the other side to be sober enough—
There was a bang outside the door, passing the minute and the second as if immersed in a tense atmosphere.
"Brando, they are going to come in!" Roman clasped the masonry hammer with both hands. She frowned and stared at the kitchen door, for fear that it would be knocked away accidentally.
Sophie didn't have time to think about this, and the skeleton soldiers were dead as soon as they swarmed in. But he couldn't help but look back at the door when he heard the shout of the merchant lady:
The kitchen door made a creaking sound, and the sword was pierced and pulled out continuously. Madara's sword was as sharp as the fangs of a beast. Something outside slammed into the door, there was a loud noise, and a layer of ashes fell on the roof.
There was a creaking moan on the wooden door, and the crack widened a lot—
"Calm down, calm down, just treat it as a game. Sophie, think about the tasks you went through. This time it's not a big deal..."
He tried to inhale and calm his mind, while wrapping the oil-soaked cloth on a bunch of straw and firewood, and then tightened it with a rubber band. He is very familiar with this, and making a torch is a basic skill in the game, even though it is not even a basic skill.
This is considered richer conditions. He also knows how to make that kind of torch that can only burn for five minutes. He remembered that in the underground tunnels of Nocan and Hain, he tried it once with dry lichen and bushes.
But there was not much time left for him. Soon the door shook sharply again, the door frame made a loud creak and cracked, lime splashed, and then fell again one after another.
"Brando!" Roman felt his heart beating, and she blinked bright eyes.
"I'm here, don't worry, I'm holding on for a while." Sophie himself was sweating profusely. He saw on the flint with an iron bar several times, and the sparks jumped wildly, but the torch was not ignited—
After all, there are still some differences between reality and games.
The huge force of the skeleton soldier first made the door bolt overwhelmed, and it broke with a click. The wooden door tilted, but it still didn't open.
A bare bone hand reached in from the outside, intending to break the latch from the inside.
The girl businessman was startled. She immediately raised her hammer and slid it over, but with a bang on the bone, it only opened a crack in it—Madala’s skeleton soldier didn’t feel any pain, it just stopped for a while. Then he went on to pull the latch.
When Roman saw this scene, he stayed for a while, forgetting the hammer in his hand.
"Brando, Brando, what should I do..." she immediately asked a little nervously.
At this time the fire finally lit up.
The latch also fell to the top at the same time, with a bang.
The door opened, and the skeleton soldier with a sword outside pushed open the door and stepped in. It turned its head, and two waves of beating red flames in the black hole's eye socket locked two pale young men at once.
What is that young man doing
Before it could react, a black object in the gray vision of the undead had become bigger and bigger, and it snapped a hatchet into its forehead.
"... This is your last move. When throwing the sword, remember to keep your hands steady and low. Don't hesitate. You must be as straight as possible between you and your target..."
"... If your enemy is a skeleton, then your best goal is to choose the connection between the shoulder blade and the arm, the base of the thigh or the spine; unless you are sure to hit the owl's head, otherwise its skull is not its biggest weakness. …"
"Damn it!"
Sophie looked at the skeleton soldier who was leaning back, and couldn't help but curse in her heart-the'throwing' technique in military swordsmanship is a profound skill, but it is not a problem for him as a senior warrior-just As soon as the hatchet was thrown over, Sophie suddenly remembered that she was no longer that veteran.
In the game, throwing the knife with his power, I am afraid that this skeleton will be divided into two pieces directly along the skull, but now, as Brando has learned in the militia training, the opponent is at most slightly hindered-in The hatchet on the forehead did no harm to the overall structure of a bone frame.
"Miss Roman, be careful!" Seeing that the other party was about to stand up again, he immediately pulled the businessman who was in a daze behind him.
"Brando..." The merchant lady was terrified.
"Don't worry, I'm here." Sophie said so, but in fact she didn't know what to do, especially when she saw a dense swarm of skeleton soldiers coming in.
Under such a critical situation, he couldn't take care of that much anymore. Looking around, there was really nothing to use. But the bone frame is about to stand up, what should I do? Just give up just like that
Sophie shook his head. He swears that since childhood, he has never put life and death away like he is now-of course, those experiences in the game are not counted-he only feels a blank in his heart, there is only one fight, if you don't succeed, you will become a benevolent!
He rushed up, gritted his teeth, grabbed the opponent's sword-holding arm, and then almost subconsciously knocked the bone frame backwards.
People often use their full strength subconsciously in times of tension, and the bone frame is unable to resist when it is out of balance. It gurgled and fell backwards, together with a piece of skeleton soldiers backing back.
Madara's undead pouring into this room was stagnant for only a moment, but that was enough.
The young man couldn't help being at a loss. He could hardly believe that he had succeeded. This is reality. Is he really that worthless game house
He subconsciously threw the torch in his other hand toward the dry straw, leather products, and firewood that had been piled up in the corner.
The flames rose at once-
"Let's run, Brando!" The merchant lady ran up from behind and grabbed his hand.
She felt that she had never been so nervous since she was a child, remembering that it was more than a year ago when she first saw the young man next door, she only felt that the other person was a little shy and talkative.
But today, that ordinary young man has shown extraordinary calmness and bravery. Is the temperament shown in times of crisis the "reliable man" his aunt muttered
What a strange feeling—
The young girl couldn't help feeling unclear thoughts. When she noticed that she grabbed the other's wrist, she couldn't help but pounding.
"Brando?"
The smoke has spread, and the kitchen is full of choking smoke.
Sophie was only now awakened. Martha is on, he actually burned his grandfather's old house with a torch, Brando must not finish eating this time, even though he is Brando now.
His mind was turbulent, but Brando's memory still prevailed in the chaos.
However, a dry, low voice soon came from behind the smoke: "Faster, soldiers of the dead. Put out the fire and catch the bug. We only have one minute—"
This voice reminds young people that they are still in danger and must find a way to escape. But Sophie knew that the lower-level undead driven by the soul fire were instinctively afraid of flames. The corpse witch might have some difficulty in getting his skeleton men to overcome this in a short time, so it is his turn now.
But flame is a double-edged sword, he must hurry up.
"Miss Roman, come with me." Sophie pulled off a roll of sausage from the ceiling, and then led the merchant to fumble towards the back door. This is not his greedy, the basic food reserve before fleeing has almost formed a subconscious instinct for the players in the'Amber Sword'.
The fire is getting bigger and bigger, and the surrounding area is plunged into a sea of flames, the smoke is full, and the temperature rises extremely fast. But Sophie quickly touched the small door for food in his memory-pushed it, and locked it.
Sophie coughed, and the merchant lady behind her had already coughed very badly. He calmed down and fumbled down again, and immediately found the metal door latch. He was about to open it, but he hesitated immediately.
He remembered another thing.
…
"Freya!"
Perhaps for residents living in the Elsen-Golan Mountains, the starry sky in April is not much different from the night sky in May. Only since the end of May, the temperature has gradually risen. Looking down from the gentle slope of the Yusong Mountains, it has been a sea of red and white flowers since the early summer. In the peaceful years, this is the most peaceful and peaceful place in Eruin. Country, but it has been ravaged by war for hundreds of years.
The girl raised her head, and in the summer night, the sky was crystal clear and translucent—from west to east, a bright band of light ran through the night sky, passing through the many constellations in the myths and legends of all sizes.
She was standing at the entrance of the village and looking up at the side of the mountain. Freya was a little worried. The loud noise before was particularly disturbing. Recently, isn't she talking about the movement of undead nearby, isn't it...
When she heard the shout, she turned her head, and was surprised to see a childish-looking teenager running out of the village entrance, ran to her in a panic, bending over and gasping for breath.
"What's the matter, little Phoenix, what happened?" The girl's voice was soft and clear.
"Did you hear that voice just now?"
"Well, that's why I came out to take a look." Her gaze could not help but floated towards the direction of the hillside. "I'm really worried about Roman. Her aunt has also gone to a nearby town... I heard that it's not safe recently, so I let her come. I stayed in my house for two days, but she didn't agree."
The young man raised his head to look at her, unable to help his eyes widening—
The girl’s long light brown hair is concisely tied into a long ponytail behind her head, setting off her heroic figure. She is wearing a close-fitting gray and white leather armor with a thick cotton shirt on her left shoulder. With an armband-an abstract pine leaf painted with black paint.
She also wears a dagger around her waist, a medieval Western European dagger, and there is a flame emblem on the iron plate of the sword guard.
If Sophie can recognize the other party's outfit-Buche's militia at a glance. Golan black pine is the most common tree species in the Elsen-Golan Mountains, and it is also the emblem of the local army of Buchi.
However, the garrison is well-equipped and equipped with battle robes, and only local militiamen wear this off-white leather armor sewn with the fur of a gray-maned cow.
In Eruin, every young person in the local area receives militia training on a regular basis. This training usually starts at the age of fourteen and is carried out between October and March each year. It does not end until the age of nineteen. . Young people and even adults who have been trained can serve as militiamen at any time in peacetime, and become the most important reserve source in wartime. Therefore, since the promulgation of this decree in the thunder year, militia training has become Eruin’s most important military action. one.
"That kid doesn't live there either? I heard that he worked as a militia in Braggs." The boy asked in a puzzled manner.
"Hey, the talents in the city are not worthy of trust," the girl waved her long ponytail back, and couldn't help frowning: "It is precisely because that guy is there that I can't worry about it!"
"You are prejudiced, Sister Freya."
"What do you know... Forget it," the girl taught without looking back, "Okay, let's talk about it, boys don't talk like a girl, you know!"
Little Phoenix shrank his neck: "Did you know, Captain Madden has ordered the garrison to assemble!"
Freya's big bright eyes flashed with a hint of surprise: "Captain Madden? How did you know?"
"That Breson guy told me," Little Phoenix blinked and replied, "When I came out, he had mounted his horse and reported to the security team."
"Do you know what happened?"
"I don't know." The boy shook his head.
The young girl turned her head and glanced in the direction of the hillside with some worry. In the dark, she could only vaguely see the outline of the manor.
"Call everyone up and we will go too."
"Freya, Aunt Hill will kill us so late!" The boy widened his eyes and asked incredulously, "Shall we wait for tomorrow's news?"
"Really timid!" The girl couldn't help but glared at each other, but she also knew that Little Phoenix was telling the truth, remembering her aunt's deterrent power-even though she was still the captain of Buche's militia, she didn't dare to make it casually. Second-rate.
"You are not the same..." the young man just murmured, but saw that the other party turned his head and made a silent gesture to himself with a serious face.
"Freya?"
"Shhh-" The girl turned her head and made a'listen' gesture. In the darkness, there was a faint whine.
"What's that sound?"
The whining sound has been from far to near, above the head, and the speed is very fast.
The girl's face changed. She raised her head and tried to avoid it, but it was too late. A black shadow suddenly plunged into her shoulders from mid-air, causing her to scream and fall backward.
"Big sister head!"
"Run, little Phoenix, run!" the ponytail girl shouted in pain.
Arrows are like rain.
…
Sophie stopped.
"What's the matter, Brando... ahem?" The future teenage businessman felt abnormal and couldn't help asking.
Sophie didn't answer, he remembered something.
When Madara launched the raid in the game, it is bound to be impossible to bypass the player in the game. Players will not work at sunrise and rest at sunset like NPCs. It can even be said that a considerable part of them are veritable. Nocturnal creatures.
He remembers that when he started the operation in Madara, he also encountered player interference in other places-players just like him, but most of Madara's actions were successful.
Why
Yes, he finally remembered such an era, when Eluin, an ancient country, was dying, and its neighbors were ushering in such an era, a turbulent era.
Gather the stars...
Sophie couldn't help but sigh. The Madara of this era is not only the legendary generals who will be famous in the mainland in the future, but also benefited from the military reform seven years ago (368 years, the Black Rose Reform)—this change created it for it With a solid foundation, it has cultivated a steady stream of outstanding apprentices that are supporting the country's war strength from the bottom.
And this strength will eventually be shown in such a war.
In the first Black Rose War, the powerful execution and judgment displayed by the Madara army was enough to make everyone look at it, but it was a pity that the world was not really vigilant until the demise of Eruin.
exactly.
The kingdom in the darkness is rising, and it is rapidly rising.
"Those guys are not ordinary."
As an adversary over the years, Sophie was particularly impressed with Madara’s outstanding mid- and lower-level non-commissioned officers. Only those who have been fighting for a long time will know the shrewdness of the opponent—
Sophie put her hand on the cold door latch, her heart cold a little bit, the moment he closed the door, the other party should have attacked Buche in advance-they would not give him time to call the village, even if It's just a possibility.
And maybe there will be Madara's skeleton soldiers behind this door.
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