Act 161 Brigade Mage's War (2nd Update, Ask for Subscription)

Charr's spell is finally complete.

A wall of light woven with countless lines unfolded in front of Brando, and the black knight who had arrived in time sliced the scythe along the wall with a spark in his hand. His golden pupils shrank slightly, and he immediately retreated, in fact when he saw the wall, he already knew that his trip had failed. It was no longer possible for him to kill that young man in a short period of time - not to mention how strong a wall of laws created by the Seven Rings Mentor was, not to mention that Brando himself had the strength of the Golden First Order. I thought I could rely on the speed he was proud of to win, but I didn't expect the other party to seem to know what he would do from the beginning - the young human gave up support for the entire battlefield at the first time, and withdrew all the dragoons just to contain his actions.

When there were already so many guards around him, he still chose to give up the overall situation and take care of himself first. Such a person is either too afraid of death, or has terrible judgment. But either way, at least he won the bet.

Bai raised his head, the flame burning in his golden eyes and the light brown eyes of Brando not far away calmly met; He even developed the feeling that the other party was an old opponent who had been fighting him for many years.

Of course, White would not understand that Brando was the old rival who had been at war with him for many years. The two of them had fought dozens of times in the mountains of the Church Knights, and they knew each other well, not to mention that Bai had already obtained the blood of the evil dragon at that time, and both maturity and strength were far from comparable to him now. But Brando's understanding of him and his own experience have not changed at all.

It's just that this qiē falls in the eyes of the black knight, and it looks more and more weird.

As soon as he pulled back, Brando immediately ordered, "Stop him—"

The Black Knight of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, the Scales of War and the Inquisitor White. Tiamas . Qiu Yue, the undead general of Madara, although his personal strength has been hovering in the lower reaches of the four knights, he is the most talented general of the four people. Brando knew that this was the man who had presided over the entire strategy of conquest of Pragues during the Second War of the Black Roses, and that it was not his style to allow the other party to return to Madara and become a henchman of the future Eruin. What's more, for him to be able to keep this guy here, the meaning is equivalent to cutting off the arm of Tagus, and losing the white army of the undead of Madara will not put so much pressure on him in the south.

Not to mention that he also had to face the thunderous wrath of Count Denel.

But after listening to Brando's words, Bai couldn't help but sneer. Want to keep him? It's not that easy. Although he had no way to take Brando for a while, it was also based on the situation that he still had to maintain the collapse of the aristocratic private army, if he didn't care, and he was determined to give this young human a good look, he believed that it was not necessarily known who would kill the deer. However, although Brando's words angered him, Bai still chose to withdraw with all his strength, as a general known for his intelligence, knowing what to do when is an essential element.

He shook off the static barrier of Charles in a single turn, flashed between the two holy angels like a ghost, and finally misconnected with Akane who chased him from the battlefield; The whole process was just a breath and a breath, and even the red-haired girl with an axe and gun had time to turn around and see that the back of the black knight was already dozens of meters away.

"Bastard—" She gritted her teeth and looked fiercely in that direction.

Brando shook his head.

In fact, he also sighed in disappointment in his heart, but he didn't expect to fail - he wanted to provoke this guy to stay, but he didn't expect that since the first War of the Black Roses, this guy seems to be as calm as he was later. He originally thought that this guy had always been proud, but at this time, he was still young, and he was not as mature as he was later, so he might be more impulsive.

"It's tricky, this freak-" Brando couldn't help but sneer, "TorrentialRain's design team, are you going to be NPCs, can you think about it from the player's point of view, make it simpler-bastard"

But he immediately thought of another question, and turned back to Charles and said, "Charles, go find Clensia." He might need your help, I'm afraid the white guy will take Grudin-"

"Clensia?"

"A mercenary captain, now counted as our man."

"What am I going to do, sir?"

"Are you a mage or am I a mage? "Brando replied, "Freya's stupid girl can become a Valkyrie, and I'm sure you'll be fine." ”

"Huh?"

"Nothing," Brando replied solemnly, "I'm just helping her plan her life." ”

"Understood," Charles bowed, "it's an honor." ”

"Go ahead." Brando nodded. Seeing the red-haired girl limping over, Charles couldn't help but sigh when he passed by the other party: "It's really similar to Miss Freya, it turns out that you like this type of adult-" But before he finished speaking, he was rewarded with a big white eye. Akane gritted her teeth and glanced at the guy, staggered past him, and walked over to Brando.

Brando asked, "Akane?" ”

Qian was slightly stunned: "En? ”

Brando looked at her.

"I'm fine." The red-haired girl wiped the blood from her face and replied casually, "It's just my lord, Medisa ...... her"

"I know." Brando nodded. But it doesn't matter, fortunately, now that the light element still has a balance, it is not difficult to rescue Metisa.

Akane glanced at the young lord.

She vaguely knew about the relationship between the Silver Elf Princess and the young man, and although it was a little strange, she nodded and didn't ask any more. All it took was to make sure that Metissa was okay, and although Brando didn't answer, she had already gotten the answer she wanted from the young man's face. Because she knew that Brando was not the kind of person who was indifferent to the deployment of his men.

The situation on the battlefield is changing, and in fact the mercenaries have crossed the last line of defense before the noble private army in the inner city.

After Bai retreated, he immediately gave the order to the noble army to retreat into the inner city, but he didn't expect it - because of his order, the situation on the battlefield became more difficult to clean up for a while.

The Black Knight is accustomed to commanding armies of the undead, and although he also understands human habits, when it comes to his grasp of human nature, he can't catch up with those real human generals. When the torrent of mercenaries had lost the sporadic skeleton and the support of the undead, Grudin's private army had no room for gain. The morale of the army was already shaken, not to mention that the confidence of the noble private soldiers under the retreat was completely lost, and they were routed along the five streets, pouring like ducks being driven for thousands of miles. This is still Brando's hope to drive these people into the inner city, and specially ordered the tiger bird to tell Clenthia not to rush to kill them all, otherwise it is estimated that these noble private soldiers who are usually flying and domineering will already cry at this moment, and there are not a few left-

And our Mr. Tiamas can only be dumbfounded by this.

In fact, when the Black Knight turned over and got on his horse, he saw such a scene of the army breaking up, and he couldn't help but curse secretly: "Idiot"

But there is no point in swearing, and Shiro understands this. He looked up at the cruising spots of light in the night sky, occasionally shooting a beam or two towards the ground, taking away the remaining stubborn noble privates, or the remnants of the scattered undead squads. The undead general had a slightly interested look in his eyes - the young human had surprised him even more than he had imagined: a summoner?

However, summoners don't have such weird summoning skills, but it can't be ruled out that it's ancient magic. In the pre-Dark Dragon era, the system of magic was very different from what it is now. It's like the ancient string magic used by the dragons, and the modern string magic are completely different concepts. His golden eyes narrowed slightly, and he thought that it would be good that Lord Tagus's main force was here, and that ghosts and high-level corpse witches could restrain these aerial units well. However, he also knew that this was just a delusion, Lord Instaron had a more important mission in the south, and the main force was also used to confront the remnants of Eruin's southern legion, and it was impossible for him to appear in this place.

He knew that it was the limit for Tagus to privately give him a portion of the Bone Thorn Legion, but what made him shake his head was that the young man had made a move that cost him nearly a hundred percent of the strength of the army. But it's okay, it's just a skeleton spearman.

But if you want to win, it's not that simple.

There were still dozens of guards in the inner city, most of them were knights usurped by Grudin, and they could be supported for a while, but in this case, the only way to take the baron was to take it with him. As for whether he could support the arrival of the army, it was difficult to say, he was not willing to take the risk, the black knight thought of this, and silently turned his gaze to the west.

"Young human, the battle between us continues."

The Black Knight's Nightmare Warhorse crossed the rout and entered the inner city as fast as it could—

He dragged his long cloak like a black lightning bolt across the drawbridge, giving orders to the knights in the portico to raise the drawbridge and close the gates. He decisively gave up the plan to reorganize the cumbersome ones behind it, not to mention whether the young human would give him this time, and besides, he didn't plan to let these people storm the inner city, so as not to give the other party a chance.

As for whether those humans outside are dead or alive, what does it have to do with him?

However, when the undead general of Madara changed into new armor and arrived at the city, he found that Brando and his mercenaries had arrived at the inner city, faster than he had imagined. The routs were fleeing along the flanks of the fir castle under their onslaught, and there was no stopping effect. He turned back and saw Gruddin standing beside him in a silk robe, his face pale and pale.

"Lord Tiamas?" The baron couldn't help but ask.

"Surely they can't be stopped here," the black knight replied coldly, glancing downward, "If you want to save your life, you have to come with me." ”

The baron was stunned.

"What about my people?" He asked quietly.

"Can you still control them?" The golden eyes under the metal mask glanced at him coldly.

Grudin's choke.

He was about to say something, but suddenly he heard an exclamation around him. Both of them turned their heads at the same time, only to see a young man in a robe with three golden patterns tattooed on the sleeves of his robe step out of the mercenary, holding a short staff, and pointing forward, six golden rays of light immediately extended from the street to the wall of the inner city.

Grudin's stunned. But Bai had already roared: "It's the ** division, stop him"

But it was too late, Charles had already lowered his hand and spoke: "Material transformation, law: equivalent exchange." ”

“IazU？” The gem on the head of the staff shone brightly. (Archaic language: exchange?) ）

"Magic."

Six golden lines lit up slightly, extending countless golden lines downward, and behind the lines, a giant bridge made of three rocks took shape out of thin air.

There was silence –

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(PS. can't be moved, it's two shifts, let me rest today, the bitter gall is going to be tired, and I have to cut it off.)