Three days later, in the evening.

The sun is setting, and the twilight is gradually rising. However, this did not affect the prosperity of Brando, which was just getting started.

Of course, the excitement is also divided into locations. Brando's City is probably the most prosperous city on the continent, with the longest and most numerous main roads and the busiest shopping streets. But even so, the poor are everywhere, and the same is true in the poor and remote places. However, it has to be said that even if it is a slum, the situation in Brando's city is much better than that of other cities.

Therefore, if you use an adjective to describe it, it can only be said to be a little deserted, such as the street located in the corner of the southern city right now.

"I didn't expect this madman to really come to the capital...... Do you really want to try and see if you can assassinate the king?"

"Ha, no, you're too careful, senior brother. Now that the situation is like this, the king is naturally much more important in our view. But in that fellow's opinion, ten old kings may not be as good as a single strand of his beautiful hair!

"Well, you have a point. But, Philip, aren't you his friend, why don't you seem nervous at all now?"

"Nervous? Why?"

“...... Hehe, it seems that you really have a lot of confidence in him, so I guess he won't come tonight?"

"I didn't say that, that guy might be acting in a bad way. Senior brother, don't talk to me, I've said everything that should be said and shouldn't be said, I really don't know anything else, I don't believe you kidnapped me and tortured me to extract a confession...... Now, take a look. Grandfather and that guy are also old friends. He also affectionately calls him Little Don. Isn't that calm now? ”

"It's not big, it's not small! Good tea can't stop your mouth!"

"Ugh. Drink tea, drink tea ......"

......

A small and historic tavern that seems to have been chartered now, except for the wooden table on the second floor near the window, the whole tavern is quiet. And although it is called a tavern, what is now in front of several people is tea with a curling green mist.

Of course, this is not the tavern's mishospitality, in fact, it is ten bearhearts and leopard galls for the tavern owner who is now staying downstairs and praying to the heavens. He didn't dare to snub them. In other words, don't look at the tea that these people are drinking, even if they suddenly want to drink the palace jade brew now, the owner of this tavern will dare to knock on the door of the royal castle overnight, and then beg for something with confidence......

There is no other reason, just because the thin old man who is now sitting at the east head of the wooden table is the patron saint of Bran, the number one master in the continent, and the sword god Wu Ding!

This is the supreme glory!The tavern owner is now thinking about it, just waiting for the sword god to leave. So he sealed the table by the window and kept it in his house. Or. Erect a fence in situ for visitors to see...... Of course, it would be better if the Sword God could leave any ink treasures, then this ancestral tavern would be on fire......

Well, and regardless of the shopkeeper downstairs who is in a reverie, let's turn our gaze upstairs.

At the wooden table, there were four people - Woodin, Hightower, Winslin, and Philip, who was not in shape anywhere.

Aside from that quiet trip to the north, the sword god Wooding hadn't descended the mountain for many years, let alone stepped into the city of Brando. Now that he suddenly appears here, he naturally won't be an alcohol addict. In fact, if this were the case, the Bran royal court would have collected the world's fine wine in a very short time, and then lined up to send it to the small residence of Wooding......

Woodin will be here for one reason, for one person!

After three teas, "I said, senior brother, is your information reliable?" Retracting his gaze from the graceful young woman who turned the corner, Philip looked around, and didn't seem to find the target that met his eyes, and suddenly couldn't sit still, "Don't say that I hit your confidence, that guy is very slippery, and it's basically no fun to wait for the rabbit." Otherwise, let's break up, I still have an important date......"

"Oh, is there any other lady in the capital who doesn't know your imperial capital ......flowers?"

"Ahem...... cough cough ......" coughed violently, and secretly glanced at Wooding, whose expression was as calm as water, Philip sat down and waved his hand, "Senior brother, don't talk nonsense, I have important matters to deal with." However, it's not that it can't be postponed, well, I'm still here with you. ”

Haita chuckled twice when he heard this, and instead of continuing to chase and fight, he pointed to a certain place outside the window and said: "I can't say whether it is reliable or not, do you see that clothing shop, it is a branch secretly set up here by the intelligence collection agency of the Gray Army." A few days ago, Don sent someone here to get information about the royal castle...... Of course, that's what we sent earlier. The information is fine, but there are reservations on some key points. If Don had read that information, he would have come over and ask in detail. Well, the appointed time is almost now. ”

Philip was stunned when he heard this: "Tsk, no wonder the old people often say that people who look honest often hold back their stomachs of bad water." Big brother, you're not honest......" Philip looked extremely frivolous as he shook his fingers. However, after being calmly glanced at by Wooding, he immediately entered a state of looking at the nose and the nose and the heart.

"Is there a problem with the people in that institution?" asked Wensling, who was drinking tea with his head down, and this was the first thing he said tonight.

After the Battle of Songhai City, Wenslin was seriously wounded. However, this is just a traumatic injury, and after the high priest of the palace treats it, it is basically healed in a week. What Wensling really hurt should be his heart. As soon as the injury healed a little, he went up the mountain to retreat, and he was silent all day, gloomy and depressed, no one knew what he was thinking, but it was really difficult to see the arrogant and domineering spirit of the past. If Wooding hadn't gone down the mountain himself this time, he wouldn't have followed.

Now listening to his inquiry, Haita subconsciously glanced at Woodin and nodded. Regardless of whether or not Wenslin really grew wise, he learned a lesson. Only now that he heard the humiliating name of Donne, he did not immediately shout and kill, but thought calmly and asked the idea, which was a gratifying progress.

"It should be fine. "Actually, it's not our side that found them. It was ten days ago. They reached out to us. Kindness. The head of the agency called Bunier. ”

After a pause, he shook his head and smiled, "Most of the people in the gray-clothed army are from poor backgrounds and live a hard life. To put it mildly, poverty is the greatest reliance on their courage to take up arms and resist. Because of poverty, they don't care about losing, and they have nothing to fear. Because of poverty, they are desperate to change the status quo. Even at the cost of his life. But when they see that the world is so prosperous, and when they have stayed in this prosperous world for a while, and know pleasure, this greatest dependence is no longer firm......"

"Talking ......," Philip interrupted with a sullen sigh as he bit down on his teacup.

Haita smiled disapprovingly and raised his finger: "If successful, a new identity, a huge fortune enough to allow him to enjoy a prosperous life for generations." ”

Putting down the teacup, Philip pouted: "Idiot, why don't you know to ask for another knighthood." That guy wasn't that cheap. ”

"Hehe, quite the opposite. He's a lot smarter. Nobility can certainly glorify the surname, but it is also too eye-catching and easy to be targeted. In this way, without waiting for the next few generations to enjoy the shade, this generation will basically come to an end. ”

Philip chuckled sarcastically and opened his mouth to say something more. Wooding turned his head to look at the Haita and asked, "How is the situation on the front line these days?"

The topic changed abruptly, and Haita shook his head, but he naturally answered: "It's not good." A few days ago, Wang Ting received a succession of good news, saying that the three major armies on the front line had repelled several waves of barbarian attacks. But this only fooled the old confused councillors, who did not know that the place to repel the barbarian attack was the second line of defense on the imperial border...... I remember last year the barbarians advanced there, and it took about a month and a half. But this time, I didn't use ...... for half a month."

"Why?" Woodin frowned.

"Some of the reasons are because the checkpoint fortifications that were broken last year have not yet been repaired, and the resistance effect has been greatly reduced. But that's not the main reason......" Thinking of something, Haita's brows furrowed slightly, a little puzzled, "I went to the military headquarters in the morning, and I happened to meet them who were summarizing the recent battles. In the end, it was concluded that the overall strategy of the Northern Wilderness tribe this time was very ...... Strange!

After a pause, without waiting for Wu Ding to ask, he continued, "The one who commanded the barbarian army to fight against me Bran over the years was the old tribal commander, Angelos, but he died at the hands of Zi Yi last year. Therefore, we don't know much about the newly appointed barbarian commander this time, nor do we know his personality, habitual tactical style, etc., and we are completely unfamiliar with him. ”

"Ridiculous! Don't you know the other party's boss, so you don't know how to fight?" Hearing this, Wooding's face couldn't help but flash a few traces of anger.

"Of course it's not just that. Haita smiled bitterly, "Actually, the tactics used by the other party this time are very similar to Angelos's in the past. This should be done on purpose, after all, the changes are too great, and the barbarian army will also have the problem of not adapting. But beyond that, there are some different changes. Well, how do you say that...... Today's barbarian army has become more like a regular army......"

Philip interjected inexplicably and asked, "What do you mean by that?

Shaking his head, "Hear me out...... We all know that the horror of the barbarian army lies in their ability to fight individually, with one blocking three, or even one blocking five. As for the implementation of tactics and the formation of troops, it is almost zero. To put it bluntly, it is to know how to fight, but not how to fight smartly. Even if some great fighters are seen by superior officers and issue orders, they often have problems when they fall on the barbarian armies that are specifically executed below. If there are other changes in this, it is even more difficult to know how to deal with them, and the fighter will be delayed. Well, that's one of the reasons we've been able to fight the barbarians over the years. ”

"But this is different now, and the barbarian army that is now raging on the front line, although they still rely on their strong physique to fight, has a little more tactical tricks. Take the recently breached Xiongguan City as an example, although Zi Yi is no longer there, and there have been many incidents within the legion later, the combat effectiveness of the Zichen Legion is still the first among all legions. But it was such an iron army, but it was lightly attacked by an equal number of barbarian armies to break through the outer satellite cities, and they were beaten to the city of Xiongguan in a daze, and even the city was lost overnight...... It wasn't until later when the military department integrated all the wartime intelligence and restored the battle at that time that it was discovered that it was an extremely standard rush attack. Note that this standard refers to the tactical standards of our army. But now it's on the barbarian army, and it's even more detailed......"

As if sensing something terrifying, Haita's voice was a little dry. Somewhat tight. The voices made by the guide are all a little weirdly sharp. Taking a deep breath, "I asked the people in the military department, and they gave a guess. In order for the barbarian army to fight according to such standards, it is necessary to take into account the smallest details in all aspects, and then make predictions, deductions, and decisions...... In the end, hundreds or thousands of orders were issued, so that every barbarian army had military orders to follow and rules to follow. But it's almost impossible......"

Shake your head. Shaking his head again as if convinced, Haita spread his hands and said, "However, one thing can be confirmed. That's the Northern Wilderness Tribe, once again a great commander!"

When the words fell, it seemed to be infected by the tension of the sea tower, and there was some silence in the room. After a moment, Wu Ding's expression darkened slightly: "There is a great commander in the Northern Wilderness, but Bran has permanently lost a military god. The battle ...... It's hard to say......"

Seeing that his grandfather's affection was not high, Philip hurriedly said comfortingly: "These are just the speculations of the senior brother. If you can't calculate it accurately, grandfather shouldn't think about it. And the battlefield is changing rapidly. In the blink of an eye, there are many outstanding generals who die before they leave the school, which is not easy to say. ”

"Yes, master, Philip has a point. Knowing that the Sword God Master has been in poor health recently, Haita also felt a little remorse after speaking, and echoed and persuaded, "And even if that barbarian commander is really so powerful, he is just one person, and we have many excellent generals in Bran, can't we still suppress him?"

Hearing this, Wu Ding shook his head slightly, and muttered in a low voice: "Alone...... Zi Yi is also a person, but he has been so crushed that the Northern Wilderness tribe has been unable to raise his head for decades......"

Seeing that the persuasion was not effective, Haita and Philip were in a hurry, and were about to say something more, when Wensling, who had been silent, suddenly raised his head and squinted, flashed a few cold lights, and looked out the window: "This black carriage has been turning around the street three times. ”

"Huh?" instantly drew the attention of several people.

It is inevitable that there are only four people here in this operation, or only one Wu Ding, who is afraid that Tang En will see the flaws. For this reason, they don't even light an oil lamp when they drink tea. It is precisely because of this that a few people who are not professional followers did not notice anything unusual, and in the end, it was the muffled Wensling who suddenly spoke amazingly.

Haita and Philip were both stunned when they heard this, and subconsciously looked out the window, and indeed saw a somewhat familiar black carriage slowly passing under them...... Qi Qi turned his head and looked at Wooding.

Wu Ding turned his gaze, instantly collected his mood, groaned, and spoke: "Wait and see...... Xiao Tang is extremely good at camouflage and concealment, and his attainments in this area have reached the peak. I wouldn't be sure if I hadn't confirmed it in person. ”

"Uh...... So powerful?" Philip was stunned, Winsling seemed to have found something, and his eyes narrowed again, "The speed of the car has slowed down." ”

The speed of the black shed carriage was indeed gradually slowing down, as if it was about to stop on the side of the road. And not far from the front of the carriage is the same clothing shop that is still open for business!

or tense up, or lean over gradually, or pinch the teacup and hover in the air...... Several people reacted differently, but their eyes were fixed on the black carriage, and the room fell silent.

Eventually, the black-shed carriage stopped at the door of the clothing store. After a pause, the driver knocked on the wall of the car and shouted something, a figure lifted the curtain, rubbed his eyes, scratched his head again, and walked out of the car with a little confusion, and then seemed to confirm the place to look left and right.

There are not many people on the street, but the signboard lights of the various shops on both sides of the road are bright. It doesn't make it as bright as daylight, but it's not a problem to see people's faces clearly.

The public face, the featureless public face!

"Holy!" exclaimed Philip, his face full of disbelief and shock. Of course he knew this face, not who was Donne......? It doesn't make sense!

"Really?" Not to mention Philip, even Haita looked incredible. It can be said that although this plan was planned by him, it is indeed simple enough. Judging from his past impressions of Don, he really didn't have the confidence that he could get this master of traps into this simple trap. The idea is nothing more than trying, and there is no loss if you fail, but now it is really successful!

Heta's mind was confused, and Philip's mind went blank in shock...... Only Wen Silin, the moment he saw Tang En's face clearly, slammed the teacup in his hand, and Huo Ran got up.

In the field, only Wooding's expression was as calm as water. glanced at Wen Silin, who was clenched into fists and his body trembling slightly, he sighed secretly and shook his head slightly, as if he was a little disappointed. Then he turned his gaze, looked at Tang En, who walked into the clothing store, and slowly got up.

"Let's go. ”

"Uh...... Yes, let's go!" Haita instantly came back to his senses when he heard this, flipped his hands, and immediately handed an ancient long sword to Wu Ding.

The sword god, of course, is named after the sword, and this quaint long sword is Woodin's famous blade. Although he didn't have much hope before, Haita still invited the sword down just in case. After all, if you have to deal with a metamorphosis who can pick five air-level powerhouses, even if you are as strong as a sword god, you don't dare to be too big.

However, Wooding did not take the long sword, but glanced at Wen Sling, who had a complicated expression on the side, and said calmly: "I mean, go back to the mountain." ”

............ (To be continued......)