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"Order!"

Geralt gave an order, and the warrior outside the door pushed in and half-kneeled in front of Geralt.

"grown ups!"

"Call the leaders of infantry and archers, order all the commanders, and gather here in full armor!"

"Follow your orders!"

The soldier followed the order and left, and Geralt said to Harry, who was writing with bitterness and hatred, "Then I'll go first, Harry."

Harry could only nod when he heard the words.

After leaving the office, Geralt went straight to the warehouse. The biggest advantage of having him on the expedition is that the soldiers don't have to carry other materials. Geralt itself is the strongest means of transportation in the world, transporting food, salt, sugar, wine, Arrows, kerosene, and wound medicine were put into the inventory one by one. After returning to his room, he put on armor, lined with cotton armor, covered with chain armor, and finally put on a thick leather jacket to keep out the cold. Geralt was fully armed. .

Straddling the long knife on his waist, winding the short bow, and carrying the large leather shield Geralt left the room. When Geralt arrived at the assembly point, the soldiers who went on the expedition had already assembled, and they were the main battle soldiers. Almost never disarmed, so the gathering speed was very fast. The Vicya marksman and two Nord royal guards all ordered their deployments, 29 hired senior infantrymen, and 30 hired elite marksmen.

Seeing Geralt approaching, the soldiers shouted in unison, "Sir!"

Geralt waved his hand, seeing that the soldiers were also in the top three defenses like him, and nodded with satisfaction: "Let's go!"

"Follow the adults!"

Geralt led the team away, and a figure hurried to the meeting point, while running and hurriedly dressed himself in armor, watching Geralt's team drifting away, the figure ran more and more anxiously, He shouted: "Sir, and me, wait for me."

The figure chased Geralt and the others all the way, and when they approached the end of the dirt road, they finally saw Geralt's team stop.

"My lord, Marr is chasing after him." Vicia's marksman approached Geralt and said.

Geralt, who was looking at the map of the camp drawn by the scouts, raised his eyes and glanced back at Mal, who was still running. He stopped and ordered, "Wait for him."

The soldiers obeyed the order to stop, and looked curiously at Marr who was running over.

Marr is worthy of being the only person in the team who has the spirit of a knight. He has been running wild for so long without seeing him gasping for breath. Seeing that Marr's force sensitivity attribute on the system panel has increased again, Geralt is deeply interested in the cultivation of the spirit of a knight. Fa pays more attention to one point. In two months, he did not rely on the system to add points. Just by practicing Marr, he gained two attribute points.

[Character attributes. 】

【Avengers Marr】

[Level: 4. 】

"Strength: 10 (5+5

"Agility: 10 (6+4

"Intelligence: 6."

"Charm: 5."

"Sir." Marr whispered while kneeling in front of Geralt.

"Sir, please let me go with you this time."

Looking at the thirteen-year-old boy who was half-kneeling in front of him, Geralt nodded: "Since you want to go, let's go together, but what about your weapon?"

"Sir, I'm busy chasing you, and I only put on my armor on the way here." Marr said softly with a blushing face.

"Pfft hahaha." The Nord royal guards on the side couldn't help laughing. When he smiled, the soldiers also laughed. For those guys who have their heads on their trousers, they can pull anything. The only thing you can't pull down is the weapon.

Hearing the mocking laughter of the soldiers, Marr, who was already blushing, almost got into the ground.

"Alright, alright." Geralt patted Mal's shoulder and comforted him.

"Be careful next time."

"Stop laughing, give him a throwing axe from your body." Geralt shouted to the Nord royal guard who laughed the loudest.

"Oh." The fool wanted to scratch his head, but found that he was blocked by the iron helmet again, and reluctantly took off a flying axe from his belt and handed it to Mal: ​​"Then, silly boy."

"Thank you, uncle." Marr said his thanks in a low voice.

"Silly boy, men have to be loud, you know!" The Royal Nord guards lifted Marr and shouted in his ear. Although Marr's strength was not weak, he didn't choose to resist, honestly Really listen to the storm of words of the Nord royal guards.

Snowflakes were floating in the sky, Geralt and his party set off again. Although Geralt was not worried that Marr would fall off the chain when he rushed to kill, his personality was indeed weaker. The guards were teaching him, but Geralt didn't want to stop him. There was a rough guy with him, and there would be a day when he would turn into ink.

Looking at the Vicia marksman and the two Nord royal guards, Geralt actually wanted to name them a long time ago. He mentioned them to the three of them a long time ago, and asked them their previous names, but it was just that Vicia marksman said: "I have dedicated my whole life to the adults, and the name is no longer needed."

After hearing this sentence~www.wuxiahere.com~, the two Nord royal guards who wanted to say something stopped talking.

So Geralt has been calling them by their troop names for so long, but an idea has floated in Geralt's mind for a long time. When the bandits come back this time, let's give them three canonized knights, so For a long time, the credit is enough!

Along the way, snowflakes piled up on the ground at a speed visible to the naked eye. The soldiers in thick fur coats were not affected by the cold. Looking at the map, the nearest camp was just over half an hour away. When we arrived, according to the description on the map, the camp was stationed in an inwardly curved ravine at the foot of the mountain, and a simple log wall was built against the ground.

The camp is not big, it should only be able to accommodate a team of up to 100 people, but you have to make the biggest plan. You have up to 100 people, but I want to think of you as 200 people and tear you apart one by one with the most vigilant attitude. broken! Holding the map Geralt thought to himself.

"Repair!" The soldiers stopped at the command, leaned against the tree, and regained their strength.

"It's not too far from the target, so I won't light a fire to cook. There is some sugar and wine here. You can share it with the warriors." Geralt took out a bunch of items from the inventory and handed them to the three commanders and Marr.

The three commanders and Marr took over the wine and sugar, and Geralt warned, "Don't drink too much wine! Death order!"

"Follow your orders!"

The soldiers were given sugar and wine. The sugar cubes were not big, the thickness of two fingers. They took a bite and put it in their mouths. They consciously drank only a few sips of wine, and then stuffed the wine bag into their arms.

After resting for a while, the fighters' physical strength returned to their best. Geralt ordered:

"Let's go! Take the camp in one fell swoop!"

"Wan Sheng!" All the soldiers shouted in unison.