The Amber Sword - 571

The star on the other side has already risen in the night. The raging wind and layers of dark clouds can’t hide its radiance. It is Martha’s main star, a symbol of order and wisdom.

It was early morning, and there was a faint light under the dark sea. Brando raised his head silently, gazing at the skyline of the sea and sky, silently calculating the time-three hours from the sunrise of the next day.

Three o’clock in the morning.

Undetectable figures appeared beneath the surface of the sea near Ampersel, and the erected fins separated the water surface like a knife, drawing white waves on the surface of the inverted huge wave.

Sanir came quietly to Brando’s side. This male Naga watched the Naga army cross the bay in the storm, and could not help but erect its grey-grey fins and stood upright in the wind and rain.

“This is a soldier of my clan.” It turned its head and glanced at Brando with its prismatic vertical pupils.

Brando remained silent, only a flame burning in his heart. Finally, it’s this day-after more than half a year of painstaking efforts, history has finally returned to its origin at this moment. The future is still unknown, but he has already left everything in his heart.

If it wins, it will eventually drag this shattered future away from the original historical track a little bit. Her Royal Highness, the Valkyrie, and even the little Roman, any people and beliefs attached to this big ship can continue to exist.

If he loses, Brando’s lips are pressed tightly and he looks ahead, and his eyes are full of darkness. The lightning in the darkness tore the realm of the sky and the sea, like the raging flames that burned on Eruin in the past.

There was also a blazing flame in his eyes.

Brando glanced back at Sanir, and the male Naga couldn’t help but leaned back, his heart was slightly suffocated. Such determination and will, it has only been seen in the eyes of Her Majesty the Queen, and a person with such a firm will will eventually make waves on the sea.

The half-elf girl also retracted her gaze from the dark sky. The layers of dark clouds seemed to be unable to cover her gaze. Behind that, the stars on the other side were slowly rising, and Martha announced to the world that the dawn was coming.

And the sky is about to light up——

She looked back, Macaro, Lewoods, Earl of Barre, Overwell, and the ministers were all around. At this moment, it seemed that the royal party had never been split, and everything had not changed.

There was a trance in her heart, as if history had not changed, and the wheels were rolling forward. With the assistance of these people, she could finally unify the entire Eruin, but further forward, there was still darkness.

“Your Royal Highness, get in the car.”

Griffith turned his head and looked at his mentor for the last time, and Li Woods was ashamed in his eyes. She turned her head back in disappointment.

The carriage was parked in the rain, and the darkness was like a coffin. Her Royal Highness opened the door of the carriage, raised her head, and stepped into the carriage like a real member of the royal family of Eruin.

‘Cunning Fox’ Macaro turned on his horse. Although he is a nobleman, he has also spent his life as a warrior. At this moment, he is on horseback, upright like a javelin; everyone around him focuses on him, and he draws his sword to Previous refers to:

“Set off!”

With the sound of horseshoes, the royal knights began to gather next to the motorcade, everyone wearing cloaks, walking silently in the rain. The black team, winding through the mountains and forests.

Freya tilted her head to listen to the neat and uniform sound of horseshoes. She looked a little tired after a sleepless night. The girl turned her head and the knight of the lake who had been silent for a while was just behind her.

“Mr. Knight.”

“Today, I may use it to kill people… the other party is also an Eruin, and even yesterday’s comrade-in-arms… I may be embarrassed by the Lionheart Sword, I’m sorry.”

“Long Sword will never be ashamed for killing people.” He replied coldly, which was his first sentence in a few days.

Freya turned her head in surprise.

“The sword walks through the thorns, the hadith of the sages.” The knight of the lake replied boldly.

There was silence afterwards.

In front of everyone, there is the stormy port of Ampersel.

…

“His Royal Highness is leaving!”

After reading the note in his hand, Kaglisi immediately turned his head to look at his lord. Although the voice was deliberately calm, it was difficult to suppress the same bright flame in his eyes, “Lord Lord.”

“I see.” Brando nodded.

All eyes fell on him.

It’s already before dawn, and magnificent changes seem to be gestating under the dark sea in the distance, and a white thread has broken out of its cocoon; Brando took a light breath: “White Lion Legion.”

“exist!”

The young people suddenly promised, after experiencing the tempering of the Black Forest, the current storms are already insignificant. On the contrary, the strength of the former enemy aroused indomitability in their hearts. Being young means that there is no way to compromise. No one cares whether this battle is right or wrong.

Only a battle is the one that cares.

This day will surely be written into the long page of history——

“The royal party has left.”

Almost at the same time Brando got the news, the same news was sent into the temple. The monks and soldiers who watched the message left, the gloomy chief priest of Merros turned his head, and the Marquis Youxi and Baron Buckland, who were hiding in the shadows, bowed their heads respectfully.

“History is rewritten here.” Murros answered quietly.

“Order the White Lions to enter the city—”

As if at the same moment, countless messages were transmitted to every corner of Amperisel through various channels. This port, which has been silent for too long in the storm, is like a behemoth awakening at this moment, beginning to stretch its minions.

At five o’clock in the morning, the gate of the Hong Kong Guard Cavalry Camp opened and the cavalry patrolled out. At 5:20, the whole city was under martial law. Half an hour later, the Ampersel Port Authority officially announced that the port had entered the storm season.

Close the port.

…

“Set up, prepare!”

A set of standard armor was unloaded from the ship, opened the tarp bag, disassembled, and then dozens of young non-commissioned officers from the White Lion Corps began to wear the armor—the armor they tried to wear once or twice, but most of the time they did it. Can only wear training armor.

But just trying it on once or twice was enough to make everyone understand the power of this armor.

This armor is a real white lion armor. It is restored with reference to the opinions of Brando and Otales. Compared with the original version, it is only strong. These young people from Tonigel may not understand what this means, but just a set of magic armor is enough to make everyone breathe.

Even Grudin couldn’t bear to equip his guard knight with a set of magic armor. For the price of a few sets of magic armor, you can almost buy a piece of fertile territory.

The new version of the white lion armor looks a bit like the peak of armor from another world in the Middle Ages-Maxim’s armor. However, there is no leg armor, the skirt leaves are also distributed in flakes, and the helmet still adopts the traditional full-face helmet of the wind elves-the biggest feature is the white lion head shoulder armor on the right shoulder. This design is in the modern era of Eruin. The White Lion Armor has long been cancelled, but in Brando’s hands, it has returned to the land of Vonde Continent.

The inspiration for the design of this armor is naturally from Brando, and only the unique soul in his body can create an aesthetic that is beyond this world or even the times. It is an aesthetic from another world.

But I have to say that art is common. The new version of the White Lion Armor has a touching beauty, and when it appears in clusters, it is full of breath-taking tension; such straightforward expressiveness is very rare in Eruin in this era.

Craftsmen are also artists.

Brando’s design even made the master craftsmen and Otales so brilliant that in the end they could only attribute the seemingly innate and versatile ability to the word’freak’.

Soon, the White Lion Army was ready. All the young non-commissioned officers gathered and stood neatly in front of Brando, waiting to be reviewed.

At this moment, not only Brando held his breath, even Charles couldn’t help but stunned. The priests Meria and Antitina from Tonigel looked at each other even more:

“Oh my God, this, isn’t this the legendary White Lion Army?”

“It’s exactly the same as in the record.” Charles shook his head in awe. He was also there when designing the armor, but he didn’t expect such an effect after wearing it.

“Although I haven’t seen the White Lion Corps, there is an army that is so powerful in the world. I really want to be born in the era of the first king Eke.” Huque couldn’t help but nodded in admiration.

The White Lions are reborn.

Only Brando and Otales really knew that the one in front of them was the real White Lions. The Eruin had disappeared from the elite of history, and now it is back, as if carrying the will of the ancestor to save this fallen kingdom again.

With the sword in hand, is it the time for the vow to sound again?

“Lord Lord, please review it.” Kaglisi’s eyes sparkled and said loudly.

Brando smiled slightly. In this world, the white lion armor is a serious infantry light armor. To be precise, it is an infantry armour in the form of cavalry armour. Because of the different weights, the protection of cavalry armour is often much higher than that of infantry armour.

But only the White Lion Battle Armor broke this limit.

Its biggest feature is that it inherits the magical specialties of the wind back half body armor, and the core of the whole armor is to reduce the weight. But not only that, although the wind is gentle, it also has a violent side. The power of the wind on the white lion armor is complementary, and the protection and offensive are correspondingly integrated. This is one of the most perfect standard armors in history. Otherwise, the white lion infantry will not have the “cavalry on the earth”. Say.

‘Knights of Kings Unify the Southern Territory’, swordsman knights, this is the only one.

Time is almost up.

Brando looked back.

A horse-drawn carriage passed through a thin rain screen was late, and the family crest of the broken sword on the carriage wall seemed to have traveled through history; the carriage stopped not far away, the door opened, and the carriage was out of Yanbao Countess’s somewhat quiet face.

“Mr. Brando, the Sword Guardian family has promised. Its descendants have never forgotten the vow before that sword. And now, I hope to invite you to walk with me for the last time. Can you please admire your face? ”

The quiet voice penetrates the sound of wind and rain.

“It’s a pleasure.” Brando replied with a smile. He turned his head, “Kaglisi, this is for you. The White Lion Corps, cooperate with Sanir according to the original plan, don’t let me down—”

Cagliari nodded seriously.

Brando turned around again, “Teacher, I’m sorry to trouble you.”

Grey Sword Saint nodded, and took the reins of the horse that a young man pulled out from behind the house. His gray eyes glanced at Brando, and then turned on his horse.

Behind him, Charles, Akane, and Modeface also turned on their horses.

“Andrie Ge.”

“what’s up?”

“I know you won’t ride a horse in the rain, come with me.” Brando waved and turned to the carriage. The vampire princess snorted softly.

But at this time, a small call came from behind everyone:

“Brando!”

Brando turned his head and saw the merchant lady in the crowd.

“Don’t forget the agreement!” The businessman shouted vigorously: “But I will support you, you know!”

Brando suddenly felt that he was back at the night of Buche in the summer, and the stars were still so dazzling that night. A galaxy in the sky, like a bond, closely connects the fate of him, Roman, and Freya.

“That’s it,” Brando smiled at her slightly: “We will become a big merchant.”

……(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)