Old Defeated Sasar! Budo then led the refugees further south, and after about an hour and a half of entry, they attacked another army of the undead, replicating the gap between the second and third levels of the search line of Madara after the previous victory.

In front of them were two nets of three columns, Diren, Gulob, and Redios, and behind them were an army of skeletons that covered the mountains, seemingly dangerous, but in fact enjoying a delicate balance, like calm in the eye of a typhoon.

Although the battle inevitably brought casualties, Brando's plan still worked.

The army of the undead of Madara in the southern part of the Deer Hunting Hills soon discovered a huge problem: the group of refugees who were supposed to be in their encirclement had now disappeared as if they had put on their wings. When "Dead Maggot, Maggot, Alberton, and Vesa had merged, and then went south to merge with Gurob, Forcen, and Redios, but until they had plowed the area, they still did not find the group of refugees who had fled into Silversparrow Mountain.

Could it be that the intelligence is wrong?

As a cunning general, Magus never believed in chance. It immediately wondered if the other party was hiding in some valley, waiting for the army of the undead to sweep across the hilly ground.

Magus immediately ordered all the undead armies in the area to release all their scouts and search again along the confluence point in all directions, making sure to find the refugee team.

But as soon as the scouts were released, Madara "Black Female Stone, the commander of the seventeenth column on the left flank of the legion, Gulob, soon found himself missing a squadron in his hand, and the black knight Sasar, who led them, seemed to have disappeared.

And it hadn't figured out what was going on, and the commander of the twelfth column, Sujin, had the same confusion.

Soon both realized that there might be a mysterious army that had quietly broken through their encirclement and circled behind them

But how did this happen? How did a team of one or two thousand people escape from a net composed of more than a dozen scouts, if it is luck, but this luck is too good.

But the two did not dare to slack off, and informed Magus of the news as soon as possible. Dead maggot, after hearing this, was furious on the spot, and almost couldn't help but throw the scroll box containing the battle map into the faces of these two villains.

It almost pointed at the two men and yelled, "You good-for-nothing trash! The third batch of academy students who graduated from the Black Rose Academy in Romandor are good-for-nothing maggots! Get out of sight for me! ”

Gurob and Diren didn't dare to refute, and retreated in disgrace. Then Magus calmed down, summoned Alberton and Wessa, and ordered the army of the undead to open its wings, beware of the refugees from circling the sides of the encirclement.

Then he gave a second order, telling the other three column commanders to search backwards in the opposite direction. Although it looked down on the newly-born dark nobles of Madara, just as it looked down on the idiots of Kabais, who were not very good-brained, it had to rely on their power at this moment.

After all, this is the power of the new generation of Madara

It only worries about whether it reacts too late.

But in fact, at this moment, Brando had just passed through the "Blood Witch, the second squadron of Rhaedios. Trailing behind the opponent's third squadron about three miles away.

His plan was a little different from what Magus had predicted.

Brando galloped past the flanks of the refugees, pointing out the key members of the group of refugees on horseback and shouting at them to turn back. His actions were not surprising, as Brando had already done this several times to keep the refugees out of Madara's undead scout cavalry.

When the backbone members saw the knight. They subconsciously ordered the refugees in their areas to turn around. But some of them cleverly leaned up and asked as if flatteringly, "My lord, have you found those monster scout cavalry in front of you?" ”

"No, no, you tell them to turn north, throw away a piece of their belongings except for food, water, and weapons, and we're ready to speed up."

Brando, sitting on horseback, looked at the men and replied.

His words took these people by surprise, the North? Wasn't that the direction of the Madara army, but they managed to escape from that direction. Why do you want to kill it again?

This adult can't suddenly lose his mind and go crazy, right?

Brando tightened the reins and gave the horse a spin, and he looked at the uneasy men and comforted, "Don't worry, I'm not crazy yet. Go ahead and do it, if we want to live, this is our only chance."

Everyone looked at Brando, and their hearts were silent. But what could they do but believe in this lord, the nobles of Riedenburg had long since abandoned them, and only this benevolent knight stayed behind to share their weal and sorrow and lead them out of their predicament again and again. What's more, the other party is so wise and heroic, listening to those mercenaries, this adult is like the reincarnation of the god of war Mars on the battlefield, invincible. Although this may sound like bragging, the news of victories and the steady stream of weapons sent back from the front bear this out.

When they thought of this, their previous suspicions couldn't help but waver. But what is this lord going to do? Could it be that as those security cavalry said, the sword in his hand can really lead a path to a miracle?

Brando saw that they did not speak, and understood that his authority had been faintly established. However, he was a little sorry that these prestige were only temporarily maintained by this difficult situation, and when the First War of the Black Roses was over, these honors would disappear before his eyes.

Therefore he knew that there was only what. Human strength is what he can gain from this war, and he tells himself that he must see the direction of history clearly, and not be blinded by these illusory things

He thought about this, turned his horse's head and continued to run forward. As if sensing the tension of the atmosphere, the mercenaries scattered around gradually moved closer to their "lords", and there was a rumbling in the valley, and everyone stopped to look at the scene as if a king was gathering his knights.

The battle was about to start again, and everyone's nerves involuntarily tensed.

After all, it seemed like the night had been going well. But in reality, it is a race against time. In addition to fighting, knocking, a few flat spears when the spear does not hold the Shire's silver-boiled pocket watch, the most nervous incubation island knife heart in the middle of the year even soaked the case.

Just how thrilling were the previous battles? Sometimes it's just a few minutes away from another undead scout, and those few minutes are the difference between heaven and hell.

Brando was finally at the front of the line, where Freya and her self-defense group had been waiting for a long time. In addition to her, there are Bartom, Mano, Voltaron, Leto, and Ulliel. They had all been notified by Brando early, but they just didn't understand the young man's intentions.

They had gone around the back of the army of the undead, and it looked like half of the plan had been fulfilled, but why did Brando let them go back the way they came?

If it weren't for the fact that Brando had firmly occupied the position of leader in their hearts at this moment, I am afraid that these seasoned mercenaries would not just wait for him to explain. Even Freya, who was sitting weakly on horseback, looked hesitant, watching him try to speak several times but couldn't speak.

Brando glanced at her.

In fact, he had received the news that the undead were spreading out to both wings, trying to block the ranks of refugees who only existed in the imagination. And the other three columns seemed to be sweeping back in the rear, and it seemed that they had not many options, and even those who had been following him couldn't help but wonder if they were going to follow the "circumference." To the two to move, with the "dead maggot." Footrace.

This is not surprising, it is just human nature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

But Madara had gathered two warbands and seven columns in this area, and even if these undead gathered on a geographical scale, the area occupied was still staggeringly large, and the refugees had to travel nearly twenty miles to avoid contact with each other completely.

Therefore, it is not realistic to accomplish such a feat, especially when the other side is also spreading to the wings.

In fact, Brando's plan was to have these people kill back the way they came. An unexpected surprise for the zombie lord.

After defeating the two squadrons of Madara, the weapons collected were redistributed enough to arm an army of five or six hundred men, and after Brando transferred all the men who could be armed among the more than 2,000 refugees, regardless of gender, the Self-Defense Regiment had grown to nearly five hundred.

Of course, as long as he divides Leto and the others into command, he can still draw more people. However, that was no longer necessary, and when the Madara army spread out too quickly to the two flanks, the conditions were fully ripe for the central forces to inevitably thin up and fight back.

Brando has a much better Scout than Mardara at his disposal, and he certainly has the right to choose when, where, and how to fight as many of Mardara's troops as he wants, which is also his greatest advantage.

Now he's going to take advantage of that. The advantage returned to Madara's heart, leaving them unsure of what he wanted.

But he stopped his horse, and did not rush to explain his intentions, but looked at Freya first. The girl, whose face was pale and shaky on horseback, could not help asking, "You go down and rest first, Freya?"

Freya glared at him angrily.

Brando smiled bitterly: "Who made you reckless and injured, I said it, let me tie you a bandage and you didn't listen."

The future Valkyrie blushed to the base of her neck when she heard this, and thought to herself what this guy was saying shamelessly. How could she, a girl, let him bandage, it was simply unreasonable.

She hated Brando's nonsense as soon as she opened her mouth, and couldn't help but turn her head away and ignore him, so as not to let others misunderstand.

However, Brando was a little stunned when he saw this scene, and said that Charles would not lie to himself. From there, does Freya like him? He couldn't help but look back at the young mage with a suspicious expression.

"My lord, is there anything I can do for you?" Charles was so stunned by his gaze that he had to stiffen his head.

"No, there isn't." Brando quickly shook his head.

Brando looked back to find a group of mercenaries staring at him and Freya, snickering. In fact, they had already inquired from Charles about the relationship between the lord and the two young ladies beside him.

Of course, it was this kind of Brando that really made them feel a sense of intimacy, pulling them back from the many auras in their hearts. People are always willing to believe in people who are like themselves. They will fear geniuses, but they will not trust them from the bottom of their hearts.

"What are you laughing at?"

"No, no, no, my lord, you are wrong, and everyone replied in unison.

"I hope so". Nian Lando glanced at these guys angrily, "Otherwise, be careful with your ass!" Well, I don't want to explain too much to you. I'll just say one word: get ready to fight! ”

He drew his sword. ”

And when the refugees gathered again under Brando's sword.

As soon as this huge team turned around, the "Blood Witch" bore the brunt of the attack. Rhaeus was out of luck, this time Brando didn't hide their tactical intentions at all, and he had only one tactic, and that was to be fast, faster!

The 500-strong self-defense regiment and the cavalry of more than 50 men ran over the squadron arranged by Rhaeus on his left almost like a dragon, and the more than 200 skeleton soldiers could not resist the surprise attack of Brando, regardless of casualties.

As the young man swept through his knights like a whirlwind, it wasn't until half an hour later that Rédios found himself missing his left flank.

By the time the mid-level necromancer relayed the news back to Magus, Brando had already advanced another three miles, and at this moment he was stepping on the corpse of one of the remaining squadron leaders in Gulob's hands, and his refugees were speeding forward.

Keep accelerating.

He couldn't help but glance at the statue of the white deer, there were still about fifty minutes before the knight's throne appeared in the night sky, and Yitian had a lot of votes for today's monthly ticket until now, and he was in tears, is there really no hope for the top three, 7 This chapter is in a hurry, and I apologize for a few words,

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