Brando watched from the sidelines as the nobles gathered together to argue with each other, and the nobles' private soldiers were noisy and panicked. The nobles are going east out of the city, and as for their subjects in Ridenburg, what are the subjects? No one mentioned it.

No one cared about the political struggle at this time, and the main point of their dispute was what to do with their respective family possessions, some advocated the importance of saving their lives, and some advocated how much they could bring with them - and even those who would rather die than give up their family property, as if Madara would give him a way to live in the face of his aristocracy. The men were arguing and blaming each other, which annoyed Brando, and he lowered his head and wiped his sword, which gave him 220 XP, the most lucrative income he had earned besides killing the Golden Tree boss.

It looked like it was a mid-level corpse witch, and if he was lucky, the corpse witch probably didn't expect him to choose it at all. And the strength of the corpse witch is low among the same kind of creatures, and the intermediate corpse witch of more than 30 levels is caught by the gargoyle and cannot move, which gives Brando a chance to pick up the leak.

There is more to the mid-level corpse witch than that.

Brando's sword slashed open the corpse's forehead in full view of everyone, removing a piece of bone from within. Then cut off the four fingers of the opponent's right hand with a sword, and then pull the opponent's jaw open, carefully pry off the opponent's teeth one by one and put them in the pocket. His astonishing actions were silent on the field, and the men looked at Brando as if they were looking at a demon—a corpse witch but still humanoid, but Brando's movements were as skillful as the most seasoned hunter handling his prey.

However, Brando himself didn't think there was anything wrong with this, because he was dealing with his prey in the first place. The mid-level corpse wizard is not the same as those low-level cannon fodder, its soul fire nodules have a chance to be quenched into gems for inlay, the four knuckles of the right hand holding the staff are all spell casting materials for wizards, and the teeth can be used to make zuò paralyzing poison.

In this way, it is not necessary to say that the whole body is a treasure.

Charles knew some of the allusions, so he stood on Brando's side since he ran out of his private army. Those aristocratic private soldiers worked hard for money, and the army was already discouraged at this time, so naturally no one cared about him. It's just that the young wizard Hu couldn't help but think of the scene when Brando tried his sword next to the corpse of Count Doon when he thought of what happened before, and then he realized that in fact, the lord's every move had a deep meaning, and he couldn't help but admire it in his heart.

He looked at Brando, and felt that Karasu's wise Highland wizard mentors were nothing more than composed.

Luc Besson, on the other hand, calmed down after a brief moment of distraction, and he grabbed the reins and rode on horseback, but instead of running away in the same hurry as the others, he looked at the young man with interest. In his opinion, Brando is calm, changeable and not lacking in determination, and at this age he is even more powerful, and he will definitely be able to achieve excellence if he was born ten years earlier.

But now Eruin, even if he is a king, can't help but shake his head. He looked up at the dreary night and couldn't help but wonder what was going to happen to the country.

For a while, there was some silence between a few people.

But only God knows what path Brando is calculating to escape from. He looked at Charles who was standing on the side, and couldn't help but turn around and ask, "Pale Rider and Black Warrior, do you think that one is easier to deal with?" Charles was so stunned by the endless question that he didn't know where to start answering.

Brando shook his head, and he watched as the noisy nobles finally retreated east with their private soldiers, and the bodies of their comrades were left in such a mess on the river beach, and no one cared about them.

"Goppel in his poem compares the nobles of Karasu to robbers, and I see that Golan-Elson is not far off." Charles scoffed.

"The country is almost over." Brando didn't care whether Luc Besson was on the side or not, and opened his mouth to sneer. But he wasn't going to deal with a group of dying men, who had gone out from the east and ran headlong into Tagus' most powerful commander, Lord Tamara, the famous 'Dragon's Calamity', and Brando's stupid decision was all the less incomprehensible now when he had said that there was not a single person left in history

"You're not running?" Luc Besson, however, asked on horseback as if he had not heard him.

Before Brando could speak, suddenly there was a whirring wind in the sky, and everyone subconsciously raised their heads, just in time to see two huge skeleton dragons in front of them from small to large, whistling over their heads.

At that moment, everyone present froze with fright - the feeling was indescribable - the terrifying and graceful undead crossed the sky, the purple flames rushing between the gray-black bones burned between the ribs, and the huge wings made a heavy wind sound with every flap, and they flew over everyone's heads, the purple flames dragged out a long trail, and the wind pressure made everyone's scalps tingle, as if they heard a scream that penetrated their hearts from the bottom of their hearts.

The scream itself resembled a long nightmare, a breath of despair that grew from the human heart, like white bones growing out of the dark and dreary earth, and the rotting tendons crawling with white maggots. The withered land stretches as far as the eye can see, the sky is gloomy, and you stand alone in the middle of this gray plain.

Brando almost recovered from this state of mind, and he couldn't help but secretly scream, this is the bone dragon's aura of fear, just flying over has such a big impact on the people present. He couldn't help but look around, and saw that the war horses on the river beach were scattered and fled in fright, or they fell to the ground with weak limbs.

Then he saw Luc Besson, who couldn't help but be stunned when he found that he was also sober: "Come with us, lad." As you can see, the power of the individual is very small under the power of Cheng Dù. ”

Brando looked at him and shook his head. He couldn't trust this guy now, and Luc Besson was historically dead, and he didn't want to touch that mold. He had finally come to this point with great difficulty, and as long as he escaped from this dead city, his plan would be half realized.

Next, he can fight monsters and upgrade in peace, and then wait for Eruin to come to an end.

Brando saw that his good life had just begun, how could he pit himself into it again. He thought about it for a while, and decided to tell the truth so that the other party would retreat: "I'm going to break through from the north, because my friend is waiting for me over there." If General Luc Besson doesn't mind, he can come with me. ”

Luc Besson stared at him, hesitated for a moment, but finally shook his head. A faint blue flame was burning in the north, northwest, and west, indicating that the army of the undead was invading from that direction, and although he admired the young man, he was not enough to lose himself.

But Brando didn't tell him, at this time, except for the east, in fact, the other directions were similar. However, the north side is closer to the top, and time is the advantage at this time, and time is life.

He patted Charles' shoulder and replied, "In that case, we'll take our leave." If there is fate, I hope we can see each other again. ”

Although the historical Luc Besson was not much different from the average nobleman, he was at least a capable person. And he was one of the few people of his time who could think of the concept of the state, and subconsciously Brando didn't mind him surviving.

It's just that he looked at the other party, but didn't say a word of superfluous words. He was afraid that he would be reminded of the other party for a momentary gaffe, maybe it wasn't a problem for a while, but 'Tiger' Luc Besson was not a girl like Freya and Roman who had never seen the world, as long as he found something suspicious, he might not know what would happen.

In these days, astrologers are respected, but the wand is to be burned at the stake, and Brando cannot afford to risk his life and future unnecessarily.

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The Year of Flowers and Summer Leaves, June 2 -

The peace of the past was reduced to ashes in the raging fires on this night, and the undead army passed through a scorched earth, countless lives were lost, countless wives were separated, and families were destroyed.

When it became clear that prayer did not save them, and that the only nobles they could rely on abandoned them and fled, the long-lasting scars were created, and this distrust gradually began to spread from the war zone to the rear.

But Brando knew that this was only the first step in Eruin's end.

The news of the fall of Lydenburg did not reach Van Meer until six days later, and by this time the flank army of Tagus had already endangered Ankze, and the entire Van Meer-Littenburg line seemed to be wiped out in an instant, leaving only a lone fortress struggling to hold on.

On the 11th, news of the discovery of the army of the dead in the direction of Vieiro reached Corcova, and the next day Obergo VII secretly met with the Madara envoy.

On the 13th, Ampesel's alliance of free traders declared its entry into the war.

On the 14th, Special Envoy Madala made an official audience.

On the 20th, the fighting on the front ceased for a while, and then the two sides formed an envoy group, and the war began to enter a long period of negotiations.

But the war continued at a slow pace while negotiating, and for the first month the fighting on the front seemed to be a quagmire. The army of Madara fanned the flames everywhere, and Eruin's sluggish reflexes often caused them great losses.

However, the royal family is happy to see such a loss.

As a result, the negotiation process was further delayed. On 5 July, the Mardara army entered Jean Denel and encountered Ampessel's mercenaries for the first time, and the historic 'Battle of Frankenburg' began, in which Instaron became famous, and the black knights under his command tore the flanks of the Anlek mercenaries again and again under the cover of artillery, and finally laid the tide of battle.

After that, the army of Madara marched all the way, reaching as far as the capital of Jean Denel. In a series of battles, young names such as Starong, Tagus, Wieland, Auguste, and Greta will shine brightly, and only Brando knows what these names will mean in future history.

But history was still advancing, and on July 16, Obergu VII met again with Madara's envoy. Three days later, the negotiations came to an end, and the First War of the Black Roses came to an end.

But this war began and ended with lightning as if nothing had happened, and as if nothing had happened. The only outcome of the war, which seemed to have little to say about other than the expected defeat of Eruin again and again.

It's just that after that, for a decade, Buchi no longer belonged to those who once loved the land.

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(PS: I'm so excited to see the black silk and forget the time.,==,Tragedy,When the big picture of the black silk comes out that day.,Do I want to give you a celebration?) )