The icy wind blows the ice dust on the frozen sea, and the mist that rolls up is like a sea wave, forward and roaring. In the direction of Oveshin’s bay, a small group of people was slowly advancing against the icy wind.
"It's almost there." Brando suddenly said after a while.
"Almost there?" Uta looked at him with some incomprehension.
"It's time to enter the city," Brando replied.
Everyone looked at each other a bit. Although the main force of the White Legion had left Oveshin, it was impossible for the city to have no troops stationed for defense. Apart from the others, they had never seen the White Legion’s Earthwalking Dragon Knights along the way. Everyone knows that his lord must have come here with intentions, but he can't guess his thoughts. It is obviously unrealistic to raid Oveshin with such a small amount of people, even if the decapitation tactic is implemented.
After all, the White Legion is one of the four most elite legions in the empire. If only this can be said, it is obviously not convincing.
However, neither Mel nor Uta spoke out to question Brando's decision. Only Taru asked carelessly: "My lord, it's us?"
After a short time of getting along, Brando has become accustomed to this Shire student’s somewhat detached temperament, so he is not surprised by the other party’s problem. Turning around, he smiled mysteriously at the latter: "You will know later. ."
"Later...?" Taru looked puzzled: "Wait, Lord Lord, you know I am not afraid of death, but you make me too curious. What are we going to do?"
Uta frowned. "Enough," she stopped: "Just listen to your orders, you are too much nonsense."
"It doesn't matter," Brando stopped the female mercenary leader. He turned around and continued to walk forward. His voice came back along the cold wind from the front: "Of course you have to understand your combat goals, and Of course we are going to occupy Oveshin."
"Occupy?" Mel raised an eyebrow.
"O... Wei Xin?" Taru opened his mouth wide: "Lord Lord, I heard you right, just rely on us?"
"I answered you this question, didn't you?" Brando replied with a smile.
"Uh, okay," Taru shrugged. "But Lord Lord, you have to tell us how to do it, right?"
"Very simple, who owns Oveshin?"
"Oveshin's city owner is the Earl of Brill, but the person who can be the master at this moment should probably be the commander of the White Legion stationed in the city-Duke Ambnar." Mel immediately replied.
"So we are going to persuade Lord Ambnar, let him cede Oveshin City to us." Brando replied without looking back.
"Don't be kidding, Lord Lord, there is no doubt that this is obviously impossible." Taru shook his head disapprovingly, apparently taking Brando's words as a not so funny joke.
"No, I'm not joking, why is this impossible?" Brando turned his head and grinned at the surprised young man, blinked his eyes and said: "Taru, hasn't your teacher taught you? Nothing in this world is impossible."
Hearing these words, everyone couldn't help but stop and look at each other. Mel frowned even more. The cold wind swept the ice dust and blew his hood, and his long hair fluttered wildly in the wind. Not even aware of it.
…
Hudson, the head of the Knights of the Earth Traveling Dragon, stood by the turquoise river and watched the dark city on the west bank. There were dots of lights in the darkness. The tall towers and temples outlined the outline of the city. Everything was peaceful and quiet, as if far away. The war in Fattan Port has nothing to do with it. But Hudson knew in his heart that, besides his Earthwalking Dragon Knights, the White Legion stationed in the city is only the troops of Baron Luke and Sir Prince. The defenses can be said to be weaker than a piece of paper. There is a danger of being attacked at any time.
Although most people, including the Duke of Ambnar, the commander of the army, did not believe that the prince’s eldest son was capable of attacking Oveshin, this did not stop Hudson’s worries.
This kind of worry was a bit unfounded, but he still couldn't sleep. It was only in the middle of the night that he put on his clothes and came to the turquoise riverside, trying to make the cold wind clear his mind and clear up the doubts in his heart. Finally, the darkness of the previous darkness made him feel a little more relieved, and he wanted to hope that, as others wished, the darkness would bring them good luck.
But suddenly, he felt the night lighten a bit. This illusion made him startled, and he rubbed his eyes, only to realize that it was not his feeling that was wrong—the iron that straddled the turquoise river several hundred meters away. Originally, there was only a silhouette of the Wolf Bridge in the dark, but now it is faintly outlined, and the white rocks that constitute the bridge are clearly visible.
The light was still getting brighter, but Hudson was in horror. He raised his head with some effort, and found a ray of golden light rising on the horizon. The golden light pierced into his heart like a sharp sword. Outside the city of Oveshin, half of the sky was turning from black to shallow white, and then a beautiful pink was lit under the clouds, as if the sublime inner sea was burning under the surface of the sea, dazzling.
This scene is not uncommon. Over the past hundreds of years, Oveshin has experienced it almost every day. This is the sunrise, the fall of the day in the day.
Dawn is not moved by anyone’s will. It breaks through the darkness, spills on the earth, and envelopes everything in warmth, while Oveshin’s shadow is retreating quickly, as if it has been defeated, and it has already retreated in an instant. To the west of the turquoise river. Facing this scene, Hudson didn't feel the slightest warmth in his body, he just felt cold in his heart.
The undead of Madara promised to have a three-day sunset, but now it has only been half a day.
"My lord, something has happened!" Several knights hurriedly ran from the direction of the Dragon Knight camp.
"Why, I'm not blind yet!" Hudson frowned and turned his head, his heart was full of irritation. He didn't know whether it was treachery to the undead or disappointment in the panic and panic of his men. He gritted his teeth and exclaimed: "Not happy yet. Go get ready..."
He got stuck in the middle of talking—
In Oveshin’s sky, a bright circle appeared, and the entire sky was buzzing, as if it heralded the coming of something. Everyone in the city stopped. Hudson and his knights all stopped. Subconsciously raising their heads, some citizens ran out of their homes and witnessed this wonder.
Then countless apertures appeared in the sky, and horizontal masts protruded from the aperture, and then the bow looked like a ship, followed by a small half of the hull, and finally the entire ship sailed out of the aperture. Over Oveshin, countless warships appeared instantly, as if the city had just been bathed in sunlight, but suddenly the sky was dark.
At that moment, the Oveshin people understood what it means to cover the sky and the sun.
Countless silver sails were like the sea, hunting in the wind, and for a while, all over Oveshin seemed to be the only sound left.
Hudson seemed to be petrified, and so did his knights. The silver warships, of course, they knew where they came from, but no one dared to act rashly. In order to ambush this fleet, all the air power of the White Legion was sent to the front by the commander Duke Ambnar, but their prey , But at this moment appeared in Oveshin dozens of miles away from the front line-Martha is on, Hudson screamed in his heart, where is the problem
At this moment, there are at most some Griffin Riders in the city for reconnaissance, but there are only three or two big cats and kittens in the city to fight against this fleet? Unless it's crazy. As for the others, should they let their infantry and cavalry fight against the floating fleet and kill the enemy with their minds
Let the Griffin Group come back to help
It was too late, and Hudson's mind was blank.
The Tonigel’s fleet did not attack in the first place...
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Inside the Kongwei Fortress, Duke Ambnar stood up solemnly, looking at the uninvited guests in front of him.
"Who are you?" Earl Brill, who was destroying the documents, also stopped his movements, raised his head and looked at the stranger who opened the door, his face changed: "Who let you in, the guard?"
But Duke Ambnar reached out his hand to stop his old friend.
"Presumably your Excellency is the grandson of Darus, Earl Tonigel, Mr. Brando," the Duke said lightly, "I wonder if your Excellency is coming here, what's the point?"
It was Brando who pushed the door in. He was also followed by Youta, Mel, and Tarou, and apart from him, the others looked like enemies. Behind them, on the corridor outside the gate, there were several guards in the white army robes lying all over the place. They were already unconscious.
Brando was not surprised by Ambnar’s question, but he was a little surprised by the other party’s familiarity with him. It seemed that his grandfather was quite influential in the empire, not only Veronica, but Even the Lord Duke, who was called the "Ghost Wolf" on the battlefield of the Holy War, was able to call out his identity in one go.
And compared to his identity as the Earl of Tonigel, the Cruz people are obviously more sensitive to the identity of his descendants of Darus.
He thought that the empire did not put him in the eyes, at best, it was because the Buga intervened to use the White Legion so seriously, but he did not expect that he seemed to underestimate his influence. He knows that the White Legion is directly loyal to the Silver Queen, and the Duke of Ambonar can call out his identity, indicating that the Silver Queen Constance should also be aware of his existence.
Brando felt flattered for a while.
He thought for a while before waving his hand to signal Mel who was behind him to close the door with his backhand, and then lightly smiled at the two people in the room: "Master Duke, I think it's time for us to sit down and talk."
Oveshin defends the emptiness. Although there are some masters in the Kongwei Fortress, there is still a gap between him. In fact, in the entire White Legion, except for the strength of the commander Duke Ambnar himself, he is approaching the extreme. You can ignore it, not to mention that he still has time and space elements. In fact, he entered this room and didn't disturb anyone at all—except for the Earl of Brill and Grand Duke Ambnar in the room.
Duke Ambnar sank his face like water, stretched out his hand, and the skeleton staff floating in the air naturally flew into his hand. He looked at Brando and asked, "What do you want to talk about?"
"surrender."
"Surrender?" Duke Ambnar said suddenly: "Who surrenders to whom, do you represent the eldest son of the emperor to me?"
Brando was not angry, and replied: "The Lord Duke naturally understands in his heart."
The Duke of Ambnar did not speak, he was standing at the position where he could see the sight of Oveshin city outside the stone hole—the cold wind calling and the dark night scene in the harbor had disappeared at this moment, and the bright sun enveloped the whole seat. In the port, there was a mess in the newly thawed wharf, and a little further away, there were patches of silver'clouds' in the sky.
That is the fleet of Tonigel people.
The constant buzzing in the sky seemed to remind him of the final result of this battle—although the union between Her Majesty the Queen and the undead of Madara seemed seamless, it turned out that the White Legion fell into a huge trap. middle.
He still hasn't figured out where the problem is.
The Tonigal fleet did not attack—
But as soon as the Eruins—or Bujas—start attacking, Oveshin will change hands in an instant, and even fall into a sea of flames. There are still garrisons of the White Legion in the city, but neither the Knights of the Earth Travelling Dragon nor the troops of Baron Luke and Sir Prince can go up to the sky to fight the floating fleet.
The opponent hasn't attacked yet because the opponent has already issued an ultimatum to himself.
The Duke of Ambnar understood that this notification had already been spoken from the crowd in front of him, who was so young and horribly young, a few seconds ago.
The rest is his choice.
"The descendants of Master Marshal are better than I thought," he raised the skeleton staff in his hand: "But it is impossible to make me surrender!"
As soon as his voice fell, a white light pierced Brando.
Ice wolf.
The family crest of the Trek family.
The winter wolves, howling and running on the ice field, are the most terrifying beasts in the northern winter of Brittan. They are cold and ruthless, breathing the breath of winter. The mountain people believe that winter wolves are the spokesperson of the severe winter, and their appearance means the coming of winter, and the winter is approaching and everything is frozen. It will be the season when all life is stagnant and eternal sleep.
In the legends that spread between the countryside, when the last years of the gods pass away, there will be an endless long winter after that, spring will never come back, and after that is the end of the world.
Endless winter.
This is the essence of the Duke of Ambnar.
In an instant, the temperature inside the house dropped steadily, and Brando, who was the first to bear the brunt, shook his head, as if he had expected it.
Obviously, the stinky temper of the'Ghost Wolf' will never be an illusion.