"They've retreated."
Jutta's face was covered in blood as she sat opposite Amandina. She gasped for breath as she looked at Amandina. On the other hand, Amandina's face was only stained with a few drops of blood. Her black eyes were still filled with fear from the previous battle, but she forced herself to calm down.
Amandina nodded.
The Silence spell was not as effective as they had imagined. They thought that it was a panacea, but in the end, they realized that its effects were limited. Because the battle had reached its climax when Roland cast his spells, command and tactics had become secondary factors. The Subterrane Dwellers were simply charging forward one after another, relying on their momentum to break through the human's defense line.
When the mercenaries discovered this, they almost missed the best opportunity. If it wasn't for Vern leading his men at the most critical moment and using their slight advantage to forcefully sweep the enemy off the wall, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
The fiercest wave of attacks had been repelled.
The Subterrane Dwellers who suffered heavy losses finally realized that the casualties were unbearable. They retreated, but the danger from before left a lingering fear in everyone's hearts.
The battlefield quieted down, and only the heavy breathing of the mercenaries behind the wooden walls could be heard. No one counted the casualties because it was unnecessary for the time being. Everyone understood that if there was no miracle before the next attack was launched, their chances were slim.
"They will come again." Raban sat on the other side, his body aching. He looked up at the moon in the sky and said calmly: "The next attack will be before dawn at the latest. It depends on when the second wave of Subterrane Dwellers arrives."
"What should we do?" Cornelius asked.
Everyone was silent.
Even Amandina, who was the most resolute, did not dare to say that she was one hundred percent certain after experiencing that moment of life and death. For the first time in her life, she wondered if she would really die here if the Lord didn't come.
But when she thought about it, if it was not for Brando, she could have died in Braggs' dark and cold house. Amandina calmed down as she thought about it.
"Mercenaries do their best and leave the rest to fate," Vern said with a grin. "We've seen a lot of life and death. As for when they attack again, we will open the door and break out separately. As for whether we live or die, it will depend on whether Lady Martha is willing to take care of all of us here — "
Cornelius was slightly startled, but a bitter smile appeared on his face. He shook his head and looked back at Amandina: "With this, Miss Amandina, we should be able to answer to your lord, right?"
Amandina nodded: "Thank you, everyone."
"You don't have to thank me." Jutta interrupted her. "We're just willing to believe that guy this once. But don't worry, even if he doesn't come, I won't leave you two behind. "
Roman sat across from him. She hugged her knees and stared at him with her dark brown eyes. "Thank you. You're such a good person." Amandina smiled and replied: "But Brando will definitely come. He never brags. If he says he can do it, then he will definitely do it."
"You believe in him, little girl." Jutta took notice of Amandina for the first time.
"Actually," Amandina hesitated: "I'm also willing to believe in Lord Brendel's words —"
"It seems like our Lord Brendel has such charisma to be able to make two beautiful ladies fall head over heels for him." Vern's tanned face showed a hint of a smile as he teased: "If I have such ability, then I can die without regrets."
Cornelius snorted in disdain after hearing his words. This handsome silver-haired middle-aged man had always prided himself as a playboy in the mercenary world. He could not help but think that if this unromantic man could also be in such a situation, then all the men in the world should just bang their heads against the wall and die.
Amandina lowered her head slightly, using her unique shyness as a noble lady to respond to such vulgar teasing. On the other hand, Roman raised her small eyebrows and waved her hands with a red face: "Wrong, wrong, I don't believe in Brando because of this reason!"
"Then what is the reason?" Jutta could not help but ask curiously.
This time, even Amandina joined the crowd without batting an eyelid. Even though she had followed Brando for a long time, she knew that she was a noble. Long before she met Brando, she and many others had many stories with him.
She had tried to find out the stories of this small group, but the most she could find was the story of the Copper Dragon Retto. In fact, this was not the first time she wanted to know what had happened before Fortress Riedon, when Madara first invaded.
Her sharp intuition told her that there was more to this story, but it was just like Roman and Brando's background. Everything was a mystery that could not be solved.
She only knew that there was another important woman in this group. From Brando's words, she knew that the woman was called Freya, and was currently far away from them. As for who she was and what she was doing, Brando had never told her, and she did not know where to start asking.
"You don't understand," Romaine's lips unconsciously curled into a slightly smug and mysterious smile, her eyes sparkling: "When Brando brought me out of Bucce, I saw Brando's eyes, and I knew that Brando had become a true man —"
"Because my aunt always told me that a true man is willing to take responsibility for his promises, so the little Roman must find a man who is willing to protect her." The Roman rubbed his hands as he replied slowly.
"Just because of that?" Jutta was a little puzzled.
Vern listened without saying a word. He just matched what the young Lord had done to him. Cornelius was the only one who snorted in disdain: "I've never seen a noble who could be considered a man in all the regions I've visited. In fact, I'd give him a thumbs up if any of them had the guts to do so."
His words received a lot of agreement from the surrounding mercenaries, but Amandina did not refute him. She only silently remembered the words Roman mentioned about Bucce.
She raised her head and was about to say something, but at that moment, a mercenary rushed over from the other side of the wooden wall and interrupted their conversation. The newcomer brought bad news:
"Leaders, there seems to be movement in the forest. The scouts said that the Subterrane Dwellers are preparing to attack again. "
Everyone was shocked. [So fast?] The harmonious atmosphere from before disappeared without a trace. The scene was silent as the mercenaries looked at each other. A layer of dark clouds silently shrouded the top of everyone's head.
Amandina had told them to wait for news of the young lord's victory, but now the dark clouds seemed to cover the moon, and there was not a trace of hope in the darkness.
At this moment, even the noble daughter herself felt a little suffocated.
… …
But in the valley, the changes on the battlefield were out of the expectations of the Subterrane Dwellers.
The Metal Stallion lightly leaped across the battlefield, and Shi Qian was the first to jump down from its back. She landed lightly beside Tagiv and turned around at the same time. Her amber eyes reflected the Subterrane Dweller that had turned around on the battlefield and was charging towards them.
Brando's Angels blocked the Subterrane Dwellers that were charging at the front, and those that dared to get close were stabbed to the ground.
Qian frowned and instinctively felt the urgency of the situation. She immediately placed her halberd on the neck of the Subterrane Dweller who was lying on the ground.
"Make them surrender."
"I … … die," Tagiv stuttered in Cruz's language: "You … … won't live."
The cunning of the Subterrane Dweller was out of her expectations. She froze for a moment, then snorted coldly and pretended to be calm: "Don't think that you're smart! Don't forget that we have the Pegasus. "She pressed her halberd closer:" I'll give you one more chance, make them stop attacking! "
Tagiv hesitated for a moment. Of course, it was afraid of death, but things were not that simple, so it decided to take a gamble: "If that's the case, please arrange for me to meet Lord Shia."
Shia was a God in the Subterrane Dwellers' legends. It was rumored that it was a giant lizard that lived in the Elemental Plane of Earth. However, the players in Amber Room had already proven that it was just a mythical dragon-like creature, and had nothing to do with the Gods.
"Don't think that I won't kill you!" Qian was furious, and she couldn't help but kick the Subterrane Dweller. The kick was so heavy that it almost made the Subterrane roll on the ground a few times.
But this kick confirmed Tagiv's suspicions. It wasn't afraid at all. Instead, it patted the dust off its body and replied calmly: "I think … … you can run away, but your companions in the forest … … I'm afraid that they might not be safe, right?"
"You —" Qian was stunned. She didn't think that the Subterrane Dweller would be able to guess what they were thinking. But of course, she couldn't admit it.
"Which power do you belong to?" Brando asked. He looked down at the Subterrane Dweller from his horse. "Toland City or Dragon's Tongue City?"
His words immediately had an effect. Tagiv carefully shut its mouth. Even though it didn't have eyes, the Subterrane Dweller still subconsciously raised its head to look at the young Lord. If its expression could be described, it would be an expression of fear towards a poisonous snake.
Toland City and Dragon's Tongue City weren't famous in the Underworld of Jorgendy Ridge, but they were the arch-enemies of the Subterrane Dweller that Tagiv once belonged to. This meant that this young man was familiar with the Underworld. Tagiv suddenly realized that its advantage had disappeared, as if a faint sense of superiority had been sucked out of its body.
It couldn't help but reevaluate the two humans that it had always looked down on. For the first time, it felt that they were on equal footing. But where did this young man come from? Why did he mention Toland City and Dragon's Tongue City? What did they have to do with the arch-enemies of its Subterrane Dweller?
But ever since it left the Underworld, it had nothing to do with its original Subterrane Dweller. In the Underworld of Jorgendy Ridge, it was very common for people to change their allegiance. It couldn't think of any reason why this young man would chase after it. (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please go to www.qidian.com, there are more chapters. Support the author, support the original reading!)
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