"Brando, Brando?"

Roman stabbed him in the arm on the side, and Sophie was immersed in checking his attributes, the strength was only 1 energy level, he couldn't help but scold the NPC for having no human rights, you must know that a skeleton also has 1.5 strength.

All numerical units on an attribute are Oz, an abbreviation of the ancient word Oauth, called energy levels. The strength of 1 energy level is about 50 kilograms of weight, and the punch power is not more than 150 kilograms, which is about equal to the strength of an adult man.

At the beginning, the basic attributes of the player in the game were 2 levels of strength, 2 levels of dexterity, 2 levels of physique, and 1.5 levels of intelligence, will, and perception, which is about twice that of an ordinary person, and absolute strength, which is the so-called combat power, is about 5, which means that there is no problem in dealing with 5 ordinary people at the same time.

And Brando is still a militia that has been trained for several months, and the attribute gap is also so big, although the player starts with a hero attribute, but it is not outrageous to this point, right?

In the past, he had always wanted to complain that the player was called a hero at the beginning, but the combat power was about the same as two skeletons. Unexpectedly, now that I changed to Brando's perspective, I suddenly found that the previous players were really hero templates shrouded in the halo of the protagonist.

The thought that he might not be able to beat even a skeleton made him feel sad.

Sophie touched his arm, the pale green number playfully present in his retina all the time. He found that there were some differences between this world and the world he knew, in the game the bandage was supposed to recover fù1 life in one minute, and according to the 6 life of civilians in six minutes, it would take several days here.

This does not bode well.

Fortunately, the use of skills is basically the same, as long as he recalls the 'basic knowledge' he got from his civilian identity, he can recall some common knowledge about the world. If you recall the 'military organization' derived from the identity of the militia, you can recall the common sense about the military structure of Eruin.

Although there are some differences, this knowledge seems to be stored directly in his real memory. Like swordsmanship, he could clearly feel that it was a skill that had gathered in his every move instinct after months of training. For example, the posture when attacking, where the center of gravity should be placed, what to pay attention to under the feet, where is your sword - where is the enemy's sword, what is the intention of attacking.

But in the game, the system will only give you a few rough sword routes before you attack, and then assist you in correcting your shots during the attack, so you don't need to know why, just know it.

Although some veteran players will have some of their own experience, they still have to rely on the assistance of the system, so you won't see one game house after another become a master of swordsmanship and fighting in reality.

There are some things that there are no shortcuts.

Sophie couldn't help but shake her hand, the feeling of mastering herself was amazing, compared to the stiffness of the game, the memories she mastered here were more like a part of herself, and she could use it as she pleased.

Of course, while thinking about this, Roman immediately turned his head alertly when he stabbed him in the arm. His ears moved slightly, and he could already hear a small sound coming from outside the room.

"Brando, did you hear that?" Miss Merchant, who walked around behind him, asked in a whisper.

Sophie nodded, and there was a row of clicking footsteps outside, and there were quite a few of them, and he was startled, and immediately guessed that it must be the vanguard of the Madara army that had arrived. He made a quiet gesture and immediately pulled Roman back with him.

The vanguard of Mardara came sooner than expected. At this very moment, the countryside of Elsen-Golan is still in a deep dream, and no one can predict the catastrophe that will follow.

Except for himself.

The urgency of time made Sophie frown, and he led Miss Merchant into the room at the end of the south side, and then closed the door lightly with his backhand. The room was so dusty that the two of them couldn't help but cough - it was a room that had not been used in a long time, but he knew that it was safe to look out from the windows to monitor what was happening in the manor.

Sophie walked to the window, gently dusted it off, and lifted the curtains—

"Where did this stuff come from, you know, Brando?" The girl withdrew her hand without a trace, and asked with some curiosity.

"This is Mardara's army, and war has broken out." As he replied, he cautiously glanced outside: sure enough, it was the vanguard of Madara, Sophie couldn't help but take a light breath, and in the center of the manor stood a black skeletal soldier. He counted out three squads, forty-five in total, a dark red dot of light leaping through the darkness. There were also three corpse witches on the side, holding the low-level undead - their classic form was a skeleton dressed in robes and holding a bone staff, patrolling the low-level Madara soldiers with eyes that flashed with green phosphorus fire.

Brando's grandfather's house sits on a hillside not far from Buch, overlooking the village. It was more like a small estate on the edge of the village, with five or six families, but they all moved away, leaving only Roman and her aunt.

The girl breathed softly in the darkness.

"Where's Aunt Jenny?"

"Auntie, she's gone to a nearby town, and she won't be back in a week."

Sophie couldn't help but glance back at the other party, and in the darkness he only saw a pair of sparkling eyes, but they flashed with inexplicable excitement.

"Aren't you afraid?" He couldn't help but ask.

"I don't know," replied the merchant in a whisper, and she looked up, "but my heart was pounding, as if it was very exciting." ”

Sophie was speechless, this eldest lady's thinking was indeed a little different from that of ordinary people. But some people are born to take risks, and maybe Roman is such a person.

He pretended not to hear and pressed his gaze back to the window—the eyes of the corpse witches hadn't swept in that direction yet, so Sophie could safely continue to observe—and there must have been a lot of enemies in the woods in the distance, presumably in that direction.

A rough estimate of the size of Madara's advance team is more than a hundred, which is not a small number. There must be a necromancer apprentice behind such a large force, and in his opinion, this is simply bad news.

In the game, Madara's necromancer apprentice is about the same as a level 10 player, and even seven or eight well-trained adult men (military or militia) who are alone in battle are no match for the other party, not to mention that he and Roman are only two people, and the other party has a large army under them.

Sophie couldn't help but tap her finger on the windowsill.

It takes at least five minutes for the garrison on Buchi to arrive here, which means that if they encounter an enemy, they will have to hold on for at least five minutes to wait for reinforcements.

This has to be if the Buch's side finds out that this side is being attacked.

But how can you alert that side?

He couldn't help but feel a little distressed for a while. The best way is to set fires, bright fire and smoke can travel far away in the dark, and fire light is a clear warning for people and animals, but whether to set fire, how to set fire is still a problem?

"Brando? Are we going to die? ”

"It's hard to say."

There was silence in the dark room.

There was a deep darkness in the darkness, except for the cold moonlight that spilled in the corner of the window, reflecting a silver path in the gloomy room.

Sophie thought for a moment, and was about to lower the curtain and calm down to think of a way to escape, but it was at this time that a conversation came from outside:

"Where is the body of that poor creature, bring him out and show me, doesn't the intelligence say that this manor is only inhabited by two women?"

The first is the voice of a young man, but it seems somewhat cold and sharp.

The next voice was dry and old, like broken dead wood: "Just an unlucky wretched creature, master. ”

The conversation made Sophie's heart tighten, and he looked out again, and soon found the source of the two voices in the shadow of a large tree: there, a guy in a wide black robe was talking to his corpse witch.

Sophie's gaze quickly fell on the other man's cuffs, and he vaguely saw only a gray circle of bone decorations, which proved that the other party was indeed a necromancer apprentice.

He wasn't mistaken.

“…… Remember, I don't need your opinion, you just need to do what you are told. The wizard, shrouded in black robes, paused and looked up at Sophie.

Sophie's heart thumped and she immediately lowered the curtains. It's miserable, he thought for a moment that he was the senior warrior of more than one hundred and thirty levels, completely forgetting that the other party's perception and the level of his own secret aura was much higher.

This won't be discovered immediately, but it must have aroused the suspicion of the other party.

Sure enough, he immediately heard the guy outside saying, "Okay, go do it." I feel as if there are living people in that room, you give me some attention, I've been suspicious these days that the other party has noticed our plans-"

It's over, as soon as the other party notices that Brando's 'corpse' is gone, they will take action immediately, Sophie's mind is in a hurry. He immediately thought of the door behind the kitchen, but Elson-Golan was a natural pasture, and there was no place in the vicinity.

There is a small forest at the bottom of the hillside, but there is a slope of more than 100 meters without shelter, what should I do?

"Brando?" The merchant lady looked at him with an inquiring gaze.

"Follow me." Sophie gritted her teeth and took one step at a time.

He opened the door. Just in time to see a corpse witch and two skeleton soldiers in the hall below walk in through the door, the corpse witch in woven robes also spotted him and Roman at the first time - the undead immediately raised the bone staff in his hand, but Sophie reacted faster than it - the young man raised his right hand without hesitation and pointed the ring on his index finger at each other: "Oss! ”

(Note: Vaunze ancient language, wind.) ）

All he could pray now was that the ring was still useful—

Fortunately, Sophie immediately felt the ring heat up slightly, and the air in front of her seemed to swell suddenly, and then there was a loud 'bang'.

As if swept by a hurricane, the corpse witch shattered along with the two skeleton soldiers beside it and the gate of the mansion, and countless sawdust, stone shards, and bone fragments swelled outward in an instant, and then fell one after another, like countless butterflies fluttering in the sky.

At the moment of the explosion, five golden points of light flew out of the broken bodies of the corpse witch and the skeleton soldier, respectively, and then quickly merged into Sophie's chest, all of which happened in the blink of an eye, and even the young man himself was unaware.

However, after the blast, only a large outward-facing radioactive pattern was left on the ground.

All the qiē fell silent, and Sophie was even more surprised. In the game, the wind bomb causes 30 points of qi damage, which is more than enough to kill the lower-level corpse witches and skeleton soldiers in seconds, but the strength of the table is not so exaggerated, right?

A huge hole appeared in the door of the old house, which was his grandfather's property, but Sophie didn't have any idea of ending up at this moment, and he immediately reacted that he was going to run away.

"Brando, you're a wizard!" Roman exclaimed in surprise from behind.

"No, I'll explain it to you later." He took a breath, grabbed the other man and rushed down, the kitchen was on the first floor, and he had to get there before the other person could react.

"Wait, Brando, I can't keep up with your ......!"

"Be careful, we're going downstairs!"

"Ahh

The sudden explosion caused the skeletons outside to turn their heads back, but they lacked intelligence and only instinctively reacted to the sound. So they stood still, passively waiting for the Witch's orders.

The green phosphorus fire in the eyes of the corpse witch on the side jumped suddenly, and he immediately raised the bone staff, and a trace of fire flashed on the head of the staff.

"Don't use fire, you idiot!" The black-robed wizard who suddenly appeared pressed down on its bone staff and cursed through gritted teeth. I'm afraid that the previous explosion has already attracted the attention of the Buchi people, and the appearance of the fire at this time will only remind the humans in the village.

He immediately turned around and pointed into the room: "Soldier, grab those two guys!" ”

With a bang, the skeleton soldiers drew their swords in unison, and then rushed into the room.

Sophie had already rushed down the stairs at this time, and he couldn't help but feel a tingle on his scalp when he saw the skeleton shelves surging outside, countless red points of light in the darkness. But he is not a senior warrior of more than a hundred levels now, and the ring in his hand is also in a state of charging, so he can only bite the bullet at this time.

Once you get entangled in these skeletons, I'm afraid you'll be chopped into meat sauce by the sword......

"Misfortune doesn't come alone." Sophie couldn't help but feel powerless in her heart.

The pain in his chest was terrible, but he still reached the kitchen before the skeleton soldiers, and the young man immediately closed the door with his backhand, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, several sharp swords immediately pierced in from above.

Fortunately, he stopped quickly, otherwise he would have been nailed to the door panel.

"It's dangerous!" Sophie's heart was pounding, and he looked around at the exit, but he knew he couldn't leave like this—he had to find a way to warn Buchi in his direction, only then could he save his life.

Also, the flames can block the low-level undead.

"Brando?" Miss Merchant, hunched over to the side, gasped, she couldn't help but look up at the other party, she had never seen Brando's so resolute and brave side, and she couldn't help but be amazed.

"Miss Roman, you come and guard the door." Sophie didn't bother to explain anything at this time, he had to hurry up every minute.

'Click, click, click-'

On that side, the skeleton soldiers began to attack the wooden door of the kitchen, which was not meant to be defended, and soon there were several openings in it.

"Me?" Roman blinked.

"Yes, give me a moment."

"What are you going to do?" The merchant girl asked curiously.

"I have to find a way to remind the people in the village that this is the army of the undead in Madara, and we must warn the others." Sophie tried to calm himself down, and he replied as he rummaged around for flints.

Where did he remember where it was?

"Yes, okay, I'll come." Roman immediately walked over and stood between Sophie and the gate.

"Are you okay?"

"Of course." The merchant girl raised the masonry hammer in her hand, and took it for granted: "I will do my best, I will become a big businessman in the future!" ”

Sophie stopped, looked at her, and couldn't help but nod.

"You will, Miss Roman."

"Yes, Brando."

……

(PS. Two shifts a day, it's powerful enough. I hope there are fewer irresponsible remarks in the book review area, thank you for your help. I hope there will be more book reviews in the book review area.

Can you support it a little more, this book is still in the 42nd of the new book, poor ~~~)