Scene 53 Life and Death Line

"Mr. Sable, look at that." The mercenary leader at the side took off the brass binoculars and glanced at the steeple, and then quickly handed it to the nobleman beside him.

Lord Jin Guo sat calmly on his horse—the horse was a fine-blooded Eruin Anlekhorse, which was used by Eruin's hussars as war horses. Although it was later changed to a wyvern, the nobles still rode horses To show his identity - he took a look at the binoculars, and then handed it to his companion without changing his face: the chubby industrialist Burnley.

Lord Jin Guo was not too nervous. Even if Earl Dunn died on their territory, it would only discredit them. On the contrary, local nobles like them don't pay much attention to these things, and pay more attention to material benefits. When His Majesty the King was held accountable, it was natural that the old bastard Luc Besson was responsible, and it was no wonder that they were local gentry.

To be honest, he wished that something would happen to Earl Dunn; but he didn't dare to make it too obvious, he just deliberately miscalculated the situation and let his private soldiers assemble before attacking the castle.

But there is one thing, he is bound to win. He has an advantage if he gets someone. If someone is captured by the White Mane Legion, he will be charged with the crime of modifying military documents.

Burnley took a look through the telescope with a smile, and said, "Someone is on the top of the tower."

"Makalu, you go and get me an archer. The strength must be at least a white-ranked one. Don't come if you are not top-notch. The opponent is a black iron swordsman." Lord Jin Guo pointed upwards and turned to the previous one. The mercenary chief ordered.

"No problem, my lord, just watch. Whether he is a black iron swordsman or a highland knight, I will definitely make him a hedgehog." The mercenary leader promised, turned his horse and left.

The aristocratic private soldiers separated into two rows at the back, holding torches for the captain to trot over. Not far away, the knights galloped up and down on the river beach noisily, and the flames danced wildly on the scene, making a mess.

Lord Jin Guo frowned: "What a vulgar fellow."

"They appeared there, could it be that the Earl of Dunn has already-" Burnley smiled and made a gesture of slapping his neck.

"Hmph, he's just the second generation ancestor of the Lules Burman family. It's all about winning the favor of the emperor with one mouth. He thinks he is an important minister around his majesty and doesn't pay attention to the whole world. When he is favored, he is arrogant for a while, and future generations will see him." People are disgusting. So it is normal to die on the street." Lord Jin Guo snorted from his nose.

"This wonderful man is a well-known naturalist and master connoisseur in the court, and His Majesty values ​​him because of this." Burnley intentionally or unintentionally pointed out the omissions in his companion's language.

"Just a jester."

During the discussion between the two, a report flew by. The knight ran up to them on his panting horse and reported, "My lord, the White Mane Corps has arrived."

"Oh? How many people are here?" Lord Jin Guo asked.

"More than twenty, like pioneers."

"Keep them out." He pointed with his whip and ordered.

"yes--"

As soon as the knight left, another knight came up with him and reported: "My lord, the archer is in place."

Lord Jinguo nodded: "That's enough, let Granson step up his attack into the city. I suspected that they had the ability to fly, and now it seems that they are almost inseparable, but this time I asked them to fly with wings. "

"That's the Highland Knight, what are you going to do about it?" Burnley asked aside.

"It was still a difficult matter, but since he blatantly killed that idiot, let alone he is a descendant of the Highland Knights, even if he is a member of the White Knights in service, no one can protect them."

Lord Jin Guo raised his head, just in time to see a black shadow falling on the top of the spire, and then flying towards the top of their heads with the two of them.

He immediately reined in his horse and turned around, just in time to see his archers stretching their longbows, firing ten thousand arrows under the command of a sharp whistle——

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"Wow, my lord! They have archers!" Charles shrieked in terror as he leaned left and right on the gargoyle's claws.

"Nonsense, I saw it without you telling me!" Brando replied angrily. He cut a feathered arrow in half with a backhand sword and fell, the force from his hand was faintly numb—his heart sank, the other party had at least a black iron level shooter—speaking of which, the two of them were killed by a gargoyle There were claws hooked up, and the feathered arrows below flew to them one after another, crackling and hitting the gargoyle's wings. Although it hadn't hanged for a while, Brando thought he would be too busy to fly closer.

"Fly down." He ordered in a deep voice.

"Fly down?" Charles' eyes widened, thinking that his lord must be crazy. You can't be shot as a hedgehog if you fly like this?

"We can't fly over, and it's too late to turn around. They are all around. Rather than that, it's better to fight to the death, maybe there is still a chance of survival." Brando took a deep breath and stared closely at the following The black crowd said.

"My lord, you are really gambling."

"Believe in one's ability is called bravery, and pinning one's fate on luck is called recklessness. There is a thin line between recklessness and courage. The key lies in how to grasp it. This is one of my mottos in the game. You should remember it carefully." Bu Lando turned his head and said to his followers.

"game?"

"Didn't I tell you that life is like a game, and games are like life." Brando suddenly laughed, his chest widened, and he felt that his mind was awake like never before.

The gargoyle flew a little lower, and the whistling wind was around their ears. The two of them could almost see the noble private soldiers with their bows drawn below. However, when the bowstring moved, another wave of arrows rained down. Brando gritted his teeth to block it, but still shot an arrow to the side, bringing up a splash of blood.

The gargoyle made a turn in the air to attract most of the firepower. As the most famous type of monster defense power above level 20, even a single blow from Brando's Wind Queen Ring can't make it lose its mobility. Naturally, bows and arrows can't beat it.

It's just a pity that its maneuverability in the air is average, otherwise Brando could order it to use special flying skills to cover the two of them flying out. Brando thought for a while and took out a ruby ​​from his arms, which he got from the noble's body: "Has your mana recovered?"

"certainly."

"Here, give me a bow."

"Bow?" Charles took the ruby ​​and was stunned: "My lord, at this time, my personal suggestion is that a shield is better than a bow."

"Offense is the best defense, Charles." Brando replied.

"It's up to me—" The young mage squire nodded and held up the gem. "Projection ability, force conversion, bow structure—" With the bright ruby ​​as the center, invisible lines are pulled out one after another, and they quickly intertwine into a network of light, and the light surface bends to form a long bow made of lines .

The longbow has no entity, it is only composed of lines, full of mysticism. The arms and strings of the bow are full of complicated law textures and ancient runes, representing the power under this law. Because the construction technique itself is a kind of law magic, a sub-branch of gem magic. It is used to exchange the energy in the gem to realize the materialization of the thread of law in this world——the only law represented by the materialization of this bow is the ability to project.

Therefore it needs no arrows and can shoot just as well.

Seeing Brando take the bow, Charles reminded: "My will energy is only enough for it to open the bow four times."

"Try."

The third wave of arrow rain arrived as scheduled——

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"What kind of monster is that?" Lord Jin Guo asked, pointing to the gray creature with huge wingspan behind Brando. Burnley next to him blinked, but didn't answer.

"That's a gargoyle, my lord, the creation of Buga's artisans, a kind of war puppet."

Instead, a mercenary answered respectfully by the side.

"That's the gargoyle?" Lord Jin Guo's expression changed. He couldn't help taking a deep breath. He had long heard that the highland wizards of Karasu were a branch of the Buga wizards. It seemed that the rumors were indeed credible. He couldn't help thinking a little bit in his mind, offending the Highland Knights was fine, but offending Buga and those great wizards was a fatal matter——

"Sir Seber, we have no choice." Burnley's eyes moved, adding fuel to the flames.

Seeing Lord Jin Guo suddenly turned his head to look at him, the industrialist was startled, and realized that he seemed to be acting a little too much. The fat man smiled and shook his head: "But Wizard Buga is really not easy to offend—"

Lord Jin Guo raised his head again, feeling a little uneasy.

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Brando hit the arrows with his sword, and then threw down the long sword he got from the guard. He raised his bow and was looking for the commander of the opponent's archers, but soon a person came into his sight.

The mercenary leader Makalu was standing among the archers. At first, he could hardly believe that the other party was so bold as to dive towards the position. But he quickly recognized the monster—it was a gargoyle, and the experience from long-term combat immediately gave him a sense of danger.

He immediately shouted to the adjutant on the side: "It's close enough, let the archers shoot another salvo!"

The noble private soldiers all understood the meaning of this sentence. After a salvo, it was free shooting. Then the cavalry on both sides will prepare to block the field.

The private soldiers opened their bows one after another——

Brando also took a breath, the bow trembling slightly in his hand. While the Lawbow doesn't require skill, he struggles to keep his balance on the undulating claws of the Highlands. He aimed for a few seconds, then lightly released the bowstring, and a white light came out of his hand—the white light passed through the crowd and hit about five meters behind Makalu, splashing a piece of gravel.

"Oh." Charles sighed.

Brando didn't panic, but appeared more calm. He opened his bow again, and the arrow passed through two people and hit an archer behind Makalu, directly blasting the latter into the air.

He fired again, and Makalu was already retreating in panic. He thought it was a wizard attacking him—any ordinary person would subconsciously panic when facing a wizard.

This arrow knocked the opponent's adjutant off the horse, and Brando has corrected it more accurately.

"The last arrow, my lord! They are going to fight back!"

Brando frowned when he saw Makalu get into the crowd. He hesitated for a moment, turned his head and shot an arrow into the group of archers. The arrow pierced through the dense crowd and blasted three or four people into the air. The archers on both sides backed away in fright.

As soon as the central government retreated, the formation of the private soldiers suddenly became chaotic under the push.

This gave Brando time, and he realized that his judgment was correct, so he immediately ordered the gargoyle to rise up and pass over the heads of these people. But just when he thought that there was no danger, a lasso shot out from the crowd and accurately hit one of the gargoyle's wings.

Brando was horrified, and looked back - it was the mercenary leader, Makalu.

At this time, the gargoyle had already flown very close to the ground, and this pull actually pulled the two of them and the war puppet down from the sky.

The gargoyle dragged the rope and drew a half-arc in the sky, then crashed to the river beach not far away. Makalu yelled excitedly, let go of the rope, and yelled at the private soldiers beside him, regardless of the blood on his hands: "Go! Grab them!"

The situation on the scene seemed to be reversed immediately.

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