Accompanied by an unusually screaming scream, the gargoyle swooped down, grabbing the shoulders of Sir Burnley with iron hook-like claws, lifting such a spherical figure and flying into the air. The industrialist hadn't reflected it at first, and was panicking, trying to yell, but when he saw his situation, he was so scared that he paled and couldn't move.
Everyone raised their heads, although they were contemptuous in their hearts, but they also knew that they wouldn't get better there if they changed themselves.
Brando was holding a sword in one hand, standing alone in front of the army, and waving forward without looking back: "Gargo ghost, Uom! (Witch language: Come back!)"
He looked back again, as if the sea was ebb, hundreds of people actually took a step back under his gaze. As soon as the private soldiers of the nobles retreated, the Shire, who was held back by countless spears, was exposed.
"Don't move, I surrender!" Upon seeing this, the young wizard raised his hand first, saying that he had no intention of resisting the attempt at all.
I said, this guy is a bit spine, right? Brando couldn't help sighing when he saw this, and shook his head. But Charles blinked at him as if he hadn't seen it, meaning: Next, it's up to you, Lord Lord, and I have done my best. Hao Xuan didn't anger Brando to death.
At this time, the Whitemane riders were entering the arena. They formed a semi-encircled circle behind Brando, seemingly intending to take over the control of the scene from these messy noble private soldiers.
In the distance, Lord Jin Guo could not help but want to scold his mother loudly when he saw this scene, but on the one hand he lost Makaru, on the other hand Burnley, who had been helping him with advice, is now hanging in the air, and his other Captain Granson was hacking into the castle, and there was almost no one beside him except a mob.
He endured forbearance and had to ride up alone. In fact, he was holding back the cold sweat from his vest, and he almost thought it was against him in the gargoyle charge just now: but what did the young man do when he caught Burnley
Lord Jin Guo came to the encirclement with doubts in his heart, and led a group of noble gentry to stand opposite Luc Besson. There is not much talk on either side—or there is nothing to talk about at all, Golan—the conflict between the Elson noble gentry and the local legion has a long history—doesn’t need superficial politeness.
On the other side, the "tiger" Luc Besson was more like a javelin standing on horseback. This dark-skinned soldier glanced at these gentry nobles headed by Lord Jin Guo and smiled disdainfully. Although he is in the Whitemane Legion, his heart is in the Royal Party Revival faction, and he looks down on both sides. Naturally, he will not have the same knowledge as these guys who he thinks is short-sighted.
Instead, his gaze fell on Brando. This young man who could still be calm in front of the army, repelling his four captains with a single sword, really aroused his interest. But to his surprise, the young man's eyes also passed through the crowd and fell on him.
He knows me
Luc Besson frowned, but soon calmed down. "Young man, I'll give you a chance to put down poor Sir Burnley. You have seen it, and your companion is in our hands." As soon as he opened his mouth, he took over the overall command from Lord Jin Guo .
Brando recognized this as Luc Besson the tiger as soon as he heard the voice. Before the First Black Rose War, he had heard him speak from a distance a few times while doing honor missions in the Ridenburg Fortress.
'Tiger' Luc Besson, a high-ranking silver swordsman, is also one of the most outstanding in the entire Eruin.
In front of such a master, Brando dared not take care of himself. He took a sigh of relief to relax himself, and at the same time his thoughts flew. He looked at Lord Jin Guo on one side, then looked at Luc Besson, knowing that his life is right. It is based on the opposition between the two sides.
This opposition is not accidental.
In Ridenburg, the opposition between the local aristocratic council and the local legionary forces is like most of the contradictions in this ancient country, starting with Eruin’s unique political system. Because it originated in the divided Gruz Empire, Eruin’s law was born out of the black empire’s code, but after a long war of lords, in order to avoid a repeat of history-the fourth monarch of the kingdom, Anin I, revised it. Under the system that the royal family controls the army and the local government divides the military and government.
Based on the duchy and the country, the lords formed small "countries". In these countries, the lords have complete local legislative and administrative powers, but in terms of taxation, the king has the first taxation right over all mines, forestry and farmland in any territory, while the nobles only have the second taxation right. . In addition to the militia and the garrison, the nobles were not allowed to form their own private armies, and the local defense was in charge of the various legions controlled by the royal family.
Through the tax officer-Central Legion system, in the era of strong royal power, the royal family closely monitored the place of the people and established a powerful Eruin kingdom. However, Brando knew that as long as he was a human being, he would make mistakes. Behind the momentary glory lies the hidden worries of the kingdom. With the decline of the royal power, the disadvantages gradually emerged.
The contradiction stems from the division of the royal family. Since the "piety" Edward became the throne about sixty years ago, Eruin entered the Corcovado dynasty. Duke Anlek, who also has inheritance rights, has always held a grudge against this. When the royal family was separated from Germany, different factions began to appear in the local legions.
And when the royal family found that it could not effectively control the huge army, the central authority began to weaken; in fact, since the year of the cave beast, the king’s tax officer could not even enter one-third of the territory, and the royal family’s prestige was reduced. This shows how weak it is.
He knew that since Grand Duke Anlek, who had inherited his father’s inheritance, 11 years ago forced the then Obergus VI to change the new defense law, the only military power that the royal family really controlled was the Imperial Guard, West France. He’s Black Blade Corps and the column of the 11th Free Cavalry Company stationed in Ampersel.
Based on this background, although the royal family's influence on the place is getting weaker and weaker. But even this place is not monolithic, and the struggle for power between the local aristocracy and the local legion is becoming fierce. Just like in Golan-Elson, the grievances between the Earl of Pula and the Grand Duke of Golan-Elson have long been circulated outside the talks.
In Ridenberg, this contradiction was manifested in Lord Jin Guo Yi Gan Ren and Luc Besson. Although they all agree on abandoning the Bouche region, whoever will bear the responsibility in the end has to rely on their ability and various means-presumably Luc Besson has always been at a disadvantage, but now the appearance of his own party has made things happen. Turnaround.
This turning point is whether he is a militia of Buche or not. As long as they are there, Lord Jin Guo’s pre-prepared excuse will become a lie. It is not a trivial matter to deceive the king. Although the royal family is a nominal royal family, the central government’s inquiries can be justified excuses for the nobles to attack each other.
After thinking about this, Brando realized that his life would not be in danger for at least a while. Perhaps Lord Jin Guo would want him to die, but Luc Besson had to ask whether he agreed.
Brando suddenly felt a little sad, he actually knew all this a long time ago, but he couldn't tell Freya clearly. If that girl knows that all their efforts are destined to be ruined in the hands of these people who will fight each other at the last minute, I am afraid she will not be able to accept it for a while.
It was sad to be sad, but he wanted to thank Martha for making these people short-sighted so that he could use this opportunity to speak. Hearing what Luc Besson said, he couldn't help but sneer: "It's ridiculous, everyone."
His words of not going to the village before and not going to the shop left everyone in a daze.
"Ridiculous?" Luc Besson rode on the horse and smiled condescendingly: "Where is the ridiculous?"
Brando wanted to make you laugh right away, and he waved his hand to let the gargoyle come to him. Then he tossed the wizard sword in his hand, and switched from the left hand to the right hand.
"Sir Luc Besson." He turned his head again: "Lord, you let me put this fat man down?" He patted Burnley's face with his hand, and his heart flashed for the first time an hour or two ago. The scene when I saw these people.
The scene where the Earl of Dunn confiscated his sword and then raised the sword—
These memories flowed through his heart like flowing water, calming him down. He raised his head and replied: "I find it ridiculous that some people don't know it until they die. You really think Ridenberg can sit back and relax, and the Madara army dare not set foot in Eruin?"
"Madara?" Luc Besson and Lord Jin Guo were taken aback again.
"Boy, what are you trying to say?" Lord Jin Guo was still thinking about the relationship between the other party and the wizard Gabe, and he couldn't help but ask further.
Brando didn't talk nonsense with them, but picked up the sword and put it on Sir Burnley's neck. He didn't say a word. The Elf Sword was already shining brightly, and the surface was shining with a layer of luminescence.
"Sir Burnley is wealthy and knowledgeable. Can you tell me the origin of this sword?" Brando suddenly smiled coldly, and asked in the tone of someone.
The fat man caught by the gargoyle suddenly struggled desperately and backed away vigorously.
But Brando didn't care about him, he finally confirmed what he was thinking at the moment, and couldn't help but ranted: "This sword is called the thorn of light, a sword born from light. All the dead have nowhere to escape in front of it. Form, it’s a pity that you only looked at the sword, but you forgot the scene when Earl Duen got the sword, you short-sighted idiots."
"My lords, do you think this fat pig is your companion? It's ridiculous. Targus has already planted a spy among you and you don't know it—"
Luc Besson and a group of nobles were dumbfounded, not knowing whether it was true or not. Although the head of the swordsman regiment of the Whitemane Legion had subconsciously believed Brando's words, he still preferred to hope that what the other party said was not true.
But Brando had already raised his sword and pierced Burnley's spherical body. The latter wailed, his body quickly dried up, and then his appearance changed rapidly, turning into an abominable, shriveled monster.
"The corpse witch!" Luc Besson recognized this thing at first glance.
Upon seeing this, Lord Jin Guo sat back on his horseback and yelled, "Impossible!"
His reaction shocked everyone, and almost everyone turned their eyes on him. Only Brando looked cold, knowing what had happened at this moment, history has not changed, only until today did he understand what happened on this day in history, and why Ridenberg fell so quickly.
But Lord Jin Guo only felt cold sweat on his forehead, and every word that the damn fat man said to him now turned into a vicious trap in his eyes. In order to search for Brando and his group, he has transferred one-third of the castle's garrison to Burnley's private soldiers.
As for the private soldiers, now it seems that they should know what they are after thinking about them.
They were hesitating, but suddenly saw a faint blue fire rising into the sky to the west and northwest of Ridenberg. Needless to say at this time, everyone understands what happened.
Suddenly, the Lord Sir could not help feeling the sky spinning.
"Withdraw, withdraw quickly! Go to the east gate!"
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