Bretton sat down and shot a glance at Brando. In his heart, he was certain that this guy was lying. He and Brando were part of the same batch of militia in Ankeze. Although they had not met during their time in Braggs, they had a rough understanding of each other's experiences.
As the son of a miller, even if his grandfather was a Knight in the November War, and his mother had a bit of noble blood, what extraordinary experiences could he have had? Afterwards, he was transferred to the garrison, and it was said that this kid was going to take over his father's position. But for some reason, he actually came to Bucce and stayed there for a year.
It was obvious that this year did not allow him to gain much knowledge, but if this kid wanted to lie, he would have to consider whether he could fool Marden. Bretton turned his head to look at his captain. Although his old captain had a bad temper and was stubborn, he was very astute. He could easily expose a lie with a few words.
After all, soldiers who could survive the November War from beginning to end were not simple people.
After Bretton sat down, another young guard felt that the atmosphere was a little awkward, so he added on to Bretton's previous words. What he said was the details of the encounter during the day until the afternoon. The people around him nodded in agreement or added a few words. In the group, only Bretton and the old captain remained silent.
Brando knew that Marden had a bad temper, and almost scolded him when he opened his mouth. But at the crucial moment, he was able to calm down. This was the quality of a veteran, but his silver-grey eyebrows occasionally moved slightly, showing the anxiety in his heart.
As for Bretton, he had made up his mind to watch from the sidelines.
After hearing their description, Brando knew who they had encountered. The army that had followed them from Bucce should be the 'Necromancer' Rothko. In the game, Rothko was an extremely talented necromancer. This nickname was given to him by the players. His innate skill was necromancy. Undead that were summoned were easier to turn into necromancers. Thus, his army had a special characteristic: they replenished their troops quickly. Although they did not have strong offensive capabilities, they were patient and cunning. They were good at using cannon fodder to wear down the enemy and polish their morale.
At this time, Rothko should still be an apprentice necromancer. Brando guessed that his position in Targus' attack order would not be higher than the position of a squadron leader. In fact, his guess was not far from the truth, but he would never have thought that he had already met the other party from afar — on the night they escaped from Bucce.
As for the other unit, there was no need for him to guess. In history, the unit that razed the Green Village to the ground was Kabias. This skeleton wasn't famous in Madara's history, but he was a veteran. At this time, he should have been one of Targus' generals.
This meant that Rothko's squadron should have more than 200 soldiers, and there should be at least 20 liches. As Kabias's main force, it should have at least a fifth of Tarkus's left wing forces. Such a large force would not only consist of skeletons, but also Black Samurai and Pale Knight.
Fortunately, the undead army had to seal off several paths in the forest, so their forces couldn't be concentrated in one place. Today, the refugees should have encountered half of Rothko's company and one of Kabias's company. Otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to escape so easily.
Of course, it was impossible for Brando to go into such detail, or else the source of the information would be problematic. The previous information could be attributed to legends, anecdotes, or even stories, but it was impossible for him to know the enemy's forces so clearly. Being a prophet was also a skill.
He decided to go back to the previous topic. He paused and said, "I don't know if you have heard of Anse, but it is the headquarters of the necromancers. In fact, Madara is divided into three factions. One is the vampires, and the other is the necromancers. I won't explain these two factions, but you should have heard of their legends. The remaining faction is also a faction that holds considerable power. We call them the Dark Lords. When they were alive, they were robbers, bandits, Knight of the Templar who committed crimes, nobles who were expelled from the human world, or undead wanderers. They believe in the Dark Codex, and are the traditional rulers of Madara. "
"It's novel, but it's just a story," a guard replied.
"No, you imagine that when one person unifies these three factions, Madara will rise from the darkness. Coincidentally, they have a prophecy about this. "
"But you said before that this country has never been truly unified."
"In the past, yes, but this opportunity is now in front of us."
"But what does that have to do with us?"
"Of course, have you heard of the legend of the Mercury Staff?" Brando suddenly changed the subject.
"The Mercury Staff in the prophecy, the one that is said to unify the Dark World if someone obtains it?" one of the guards asked.
Brando nodded. "Its full name is' Loki's Mercury Staff. 'Let me tell you who Loki was. He was a genius necromancer, and in his time, he almost completed the great task of unifying Madara. But it was all in vain, and then the whereabouts of the staff became a mystery, leaving only a legend that when someone obtains it, they will become the king of the Dark World again. "
"But since this spring, someone has seen the Mercury Staff appear in Anse's place."
"Wait," Bretton's expression changed. "The rumor from a few months ago is true?"
"A few months ago?"
"Ah, I remember now. It seems that a merchant brought news from there, saying that someone with a strange staff opened some kind of door."
"The Door of Sighs," Brando added, "That's Loki's treasury, where his throne is —"
The old guard captain frowned deeply. "Boy, although I don't understand the intrigue between those big shots, you're saying that there's a big change in Madara? That's wonderful, at least this means that Madara came prepared this time. Although I don't know what their goal is, at least it won't be a small scale plunder and invasion, right? It sounds ridiculous, but it's not impossible — "
He placed his calloused hand on his knee, which was very close to his sword. "Bretton, do you know this young man?"
Bretton was stunned. He knew that if he voiced his suspicions, although the captain wouldn't immediately stab him with his sword, he would at least capture him and make it impossible for him to explain.
He couldn't help but glare at Brando, not hiding the ridicule in his eyes. But after thinking about it, he didn't choose to do so. "I know him, and I also think that he's lying. But my rationality tells me that this person has no reason to deceive us — "
"What if he's already been bribed by Madara?" Marden asked again.
"It's not that I haven't considered it, but considering his experience with Freya and the others, if Madara's commander can plan so far ahead, then I don't think I lost unjustly."
"Very good, Bretton." Marden patted his vice-captain's shoulder.
Huh?
It wasn't just Marden, even Brando couldn't help but glance at this young vice-captain. It seemed like this guy wasn't completely useless. Of course, he wouldn't be able to change his impression of him, and he was too narrow-minded, so he wouldn't be able to achieve anything. He used his God's Eye View to judge Bretton. Of course, if Bretton knew what Brando was thinking right now, he would definitely regret his words of fairness.
But even if Bretton denied or slandered him, it wouldn't matter. Brando had his own ways to convince Marden. As someone who could foresee the future, he was already standing on a higher level.
It was just that it would take a lot of effort to convince him, and he might even leave behind something that could be used against him.
"Alright, let's get back to the main topic." Marden opened his mouth. "Kid, so you think that Madara's target is Fortress Riedon?"
"In the Grinoires region, Erouine can only rely on Fortress Vermeer. And Fortress Riedon protects the flank of this defensive line, so Madara's target can only be Fortress Riedon. "Brando nodded.
Marden couldn't help but rub his nose and scold: "Since Madara has already made up his mind, then the ones that caught us before shouldn't be small fries, right? Damn it, why do we have to bear a bunch of bad luck! "
"I don't know the specifics," Brando said in his heart. "But from your description, the ones that followed us before should be an undead army led by a necromancer. And the ones that came after them should be the Dark Lord's army. "
"The necromancer's army uses liches as their base unit, so it's very easy to distinguish. From your description, it should be half a squadron. The Dark Lord's army is more chaotic, but from the soldiers that the Green Village reserved, there should be at least two squadrons. "
"That's about right." Marden nodded.
What he didn't know was that Brando had already reduced the number by half. But even so, everyone couldn't help but feel anxious. Against such a large undead army, how could they succeed with only 30 guards and a group of weak women and children?
The old captain also sighed: "Alright, Brando. Since you're here to tell us this, can I assume that you already have an idea in mind? I don't mind telling you that if the situation is as you said, I don't have the confidence to bring these people out. "
Freya let out a low gasp when she heard this.
But Brando nodded: "I have an idea."
Everyone's gaze was focused on him. Even Bretton, who didn't trust him, couldn't help but be shocked.
Brendel sucked in a breath of air nervously. In the end, he had just gained some confidence, and this kind of attention still made him feel a little pressured. He suddenly realized that every word he was about to say could affect the life and death of many people. Should he be more cautious?
He couldn't help but remind himself to calm down and not to forget anything.
"Everyone can go north and cross the River of Daggers." He answered.
"River of Daggers?"
"That place, why?"
Brendel hesitated for a moment. [How can I explain why the 'White Knight' Ebdon and 'Corpse Ghoul' Weidon were two days late in coming to surround this place?]
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(PS. Sorry, it's even later. The next chapter might be a little late too.)
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