The refugees who accompanied Brando fled into Silver Sparrow Mountain before sunrise. As Brando judged, after they defeated the undead scout cavalry, the undead army did not catch up. Because the combat effectiveness of low-level undead and vampires will be greatly reduced throughout the day, Brando guessed that before they completely wiped out the Whitemane Swordsman group, they would not let the sea of skulls and skeletons advance under the sun.
However, after the undead occupied several cemeteries in Ridenburg, their forces would have grown more and more. It is said that when Targus arrived in Dragos in the north of this place, his forces had already expanded by as much as 100,000. It was Golan-El. Five times the total strength of the Mori area.
The number of refugees has grown to a size of four to five hundred people after the absorption and expansion. A long line of horse-drawn carriages and heavy mules stretched across Yinque Mountain for half a mile. Some people looked for relatives who were separated at night before and after the team, and the refugee group only seemed a little bit angry for a while.
The merchant lady sneaked off the carriage during the day. She is holding her baby bag and is sitting on a carriage full of goods telling stories to a few hairy little ghosts—she tells them in a special way. The little guy listened and stared in amazement.
She was talking about Brando's calm, wise and martial arts, when she suddenly saw a man and a woman riding up from behind on horseback, her face changed in fright, and she lowered her head subconsciously.
Brando slept for about three hours. This was his only sleep in the past few days, but he didn't sleep well because of the matter of Madara's army-he quickly stunned, and repeatedly confirmed that he found that sneaky. After the girl was Roman, she couldn't help but laughed and shook her head:
"Why did you run out?"
"I'm boring," the merchant lady replied with a pleasing eyebrow.
"It's dangerous outside, Roman," Freya frowned and stared at her best friend, and said worriedly: "What's going on with you, how can I explain to Aunt Jenny?"
"There is nothing dangerous, I'm telling a story to them." When Roman mentioned this, he burst into joy.
The little ghosts nodded hurriedly.
"Now we are not discussing the question of what you are doing," Freya sighed: "Do you know how nervous you are now?"
Brando looked at Roman amusedly: "What story are you telling?"
"It's a story about Brando."
Brando waved to her and motioned for her to come. The merchant girl was taken aback for a moment, without any doubt that he was there. She ran to the edge of the carriage but was grabbed by the young man. She pinched her face and rubbed it hard and said, "- Listen to Freya's words, pay attention to your own safety, do you understand? ?"
Roman was taken aback and made a whining sound, while pushing Brando away in a hurry, raised a pair of small eyebrows: "I... um... Got it, hurry up... let go!"
Then she quickly retreated to the other corner of the carriage, stared at Brando vigilantly, and patted her chest with a lingering fear.
Brando smiled secretly, feeling really good. But when he turned his head, he saw Freya looking at this side with envy, but the ponytail girl's face immediately blushed. Don't turn around and say loudly, "Widow, shameless, regardless of you two..."
She left these words and ran away alone, leaving Brando there alone in a daze-somehow she provokes the eldest lady again. And he was in a daze there, but Mano and Reto found him over there.
They were looking for him to allocate manpower from the refugees to form a self-defense regiment. In fact, since the refugees entered Yinque Mountain, the surrounding terrain has become complicated. There are large tracts of fir trees in the hills, and the view has become extremely poor from the beginning—and they not only have to guard against the possible existence of Mada. The undead spies who pull must also guard against bears and maned wolves in the forest. What's more, the ranks of refugees are still increasing. Even if Brando throws all the thirty riders in, it is estimated that there will be no splashes.
What's more, he also released the riders to the front fan-shaped area for investigation, and the manpower on hand was even more tight.
Fortunately, Eruin still has many men who have participated in complete militia training and dare to stand up to fight. Brando has more than thirty Black Dark Longswords that he has just collected from which skeleton riders, and he distributes them one by one. Armed with forty or fifty people is still no problem.
Reto and Mano placed these people on the sides and back, and asked them to patrol back and forth to maintain order and security in the refugee team. But this is a simple thing to say, but it is very troublesome to do. They have been busy for half a morning just for this thing, and at this moment Reto is just here to report the results.
Mano had another purpose. Together with Charles, he arranged the armor fragments collected from the undead scout cavalry team last night and handed them to Brando for viewing.
Most of them are broken metal rings, and only a few pieces of metal. Brando picked up each of them and looked at the sun, then touched the inside of the metal ring with his fingertips. He quickly found the familiar emblem, an eye.
Brando put the pieces of armor back in Mano's hand and replied: "It seems that the army of dead maggots is behind us, the same as in history—"
He suddenly saw Mano looking at him suspiciously and coughing: "Dead Magus Magus, he is a half zombie. Among Madara’s military generals, he is particularly good at concentrating on the number advantage, but he likes to be at night. March, then you will be able to see an army of zombies all over the mountains."
Brando's words made Reto and Mano look at each other. They didn't know why Brando knew so well about Madara, but they didn't look like they were talking big. What's more, this young man didn't need to speak big words. Since the battle last night, he had won the hearts of old mercenaries like them.
But Brando stopped and looked up at the sky. There are several black spots in the sky to the southeast, and I don't know if it is the eagle falcon in the mountain or the bone vulture of Madara. However, he quickly disappeared from this problem. As Madara's standard scout unit, bone vultures are also indefensible-they have excellent eyesight, and necromancers can use them to understand every move on the battlefield.
In the last few years of the First Age, between 421 (the year of Lin Mao) and 426 (the year of astrology), especially the slashing forest battle in Sifah, Ma Dara's bone vultures are really all over the sky, and it's too late for the players to dispatch flying dragoons to disperse them. That was the peak period of Madara, and he almost brought the military tactics to the limit.
However, in the years of battle, they did not sum up the method. For example, in such densely forested and extremely high-covered mountains, the bone vultures are severely weakened, and their monotonous color is difficult to distinguish the combat environment under complex terrain. . Not to mention the four or five hundred people of Brando, even if one or two thousand people go into the deer-hunting hills, it is like a stone thrown into the sea. There is no shadow.
This is why Brando rejected all the opinions and chose to enter Yinque Mountain instead of following the group of refugees into the better-walking Jianshi River Valley. He didn't say it, because he was afraid that these experienced mercenaries would be dissatisfied. Although he would rather believe that these people are still passionate, he must have a defensive heart—
Brando thought for a while and continued: "Margus likes to march at night, but he will not be idle during the day. His team will use elite ghouls and ghouls squadrons to drive out refugees, but now he The first thing to do is to defeat the Whitemane Swordsman Group. I just don’t know where Luc Besson should be now."
In fact, Brando was most afraid of being discovered by the Bone Dragon. He knew that Targus should have a three-skull dragon in his hand. It would be a disaster if the Bone Dragon was found in an open area like a river valley. But Targus should be able to cultivate in Ridenburg for a while. After occupying the cemetery there, he should hurry up to expand his strength. Anyway, the biggest nail has been pulled out-from Ridenburg to Dragos through the tip There is no obstacle in the stone river valley.
Brando said, couldn't help but look at the direction of the river valley. At this time, in the eyes of Leto and Mano, he has become a generation of young generals or a rising star, and he can't help but look a little different in his eyes.
Although they are mercenaries, they may not have the idea of being aristocratic servants in their hearts. Only the old genius knew that Brando was just a fake aristocrat. Although the young man deliberately corrected Charles’s name once, he could hear the latter calling him “master” in a serious manner. There is a kind of creepy feeling, it is better to default to the current name.
He thought about this question, but he could only blame it on the fact that the'factory settings' were not set properly.
After finishing the morning's work, the whole morning was peaceful, but the refugee team grew bigger and bigger. In addition to a group of refugees who had caught up from behind, there were also some refugees who had fled from the river valley to join them. They brought news of that direction. Brando did not expect to be wrong, Marcus’ ghouls and demons. The squadron and the skeleton army of the three Kabais are fighting fiercely with the Whitemane Legion.
The group of refugees once expanded to about a thousand people. In the middle, Brando asked these people to stop and make a meal by time. Fortunately, because Madara first attacked the northwest and southwest urban areas when he entered the city yesterday, these people escaped from the north of the city. Most people have plenty of time to bring some necessities, and Brando does not need to worry about food for the time being.
However, the young man is not unprepared. In his eyes, the deer hunting forest is a natural food storage base. There are many kinds of animals in the forest. In addition to the aggressive bears and maned wolves, there are wild boars, deer, badgers and hares. There are also a lot of pine nuts to collect. There are mushrooms and wild vegetables in the forest. As long as you are willing to feed one or two thousand people here, it's not a good time, but there is still no problem with ensuring food and clothing.
At about three o'clock in the afternoon, the riders who were released in front finally brought back the first news for Brando. This news is not about Madara—
But someone wants to see him.