The Journey of the Demon Hunter

The cavalry quickly approached the convoy. There were about fifteen of them wearing iron helmets. They were only covered with iron armor on the chest, thighs, and wrists. The other places were sewn leather armor. This is the standard light cavalry equipment in the Northern Territory. When the missing soldier approached the convoy, he tightened his horse's rein and raised his right hand. It was not only an order to stop the soldiers behind him, but also to stop the dwarven convoy from moving forward.

"Who are you? Where do you come from? Where do you go?"

"We are craftsmen, we are going to Tamoria." Oakley walked to the odd cavalry and straightened up. "But before asking others, should you also tell us who you are, you follow Whose order."

"Of course it is the ruler of Leiria, the guardian of Livia, the maker of Edsberg's law, the kind and beautiful Queen Mayvi. We are the army of Leiria, the dwarf craftsman, and this is Corporal Javik. "When the odd soldier returned to the old dwarf's problem, he looked at the entire convoy equally cautiously. His gaze swept across the second carriage, across Reagan, and finally stayed on Zelin for a few more seconds, and then returned. To Olek, "According to the law here, we have the right to inspect the convoy to determine if there are any Nilfgaard spies hidden in the car."

Olek looked back at the team, then at Zelin. The demon hunter shrugged indifferently, so he nodded and said, "Well, I allow, Mr. Corporal. In addition to the bacon and salted fish used on the road, they are tools for work and some building materials prepared in advance. Hope your subordinates don't mess up things during the inspection."

Hearing the words of the dwarf, the soldiers immediately rode to the middle of the convoy, opened the canvas behind the carriages, and stood up from the saddles to look inside.

"What's in the bucket?"

"Dried salted fish."

"Where's in the box?"

"Iron nails, cast iron blocks, and cowhide."

"Where is it?"

"Yes."

While the soldiers inspected the carriage, Zelin urged the **** to walk to the side of the odd soldier. At this time, he was inspecting Olek's carriage "Corporal?"

"It's me, what's the matter?"

"I used to pass by Livia as a caravan **** many times before, but I never remember someone inspecting the carriage here, one car after another to find the Nilfgaard spy."

"Demon hunter, don’t you know?" The corporal turned his head and stared at the emblem under Zelin’s neck. It was stipulated two days ago, and something big happened to Sutton."

"Sutton?" Zelin suddenly thought of Francesca, she was in the Sutton frontline barracks of the Northern Allied Forces, and there were other warlocks. He immediately asked eagerly, "What happened to Sutton?"

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Chapter 59 Front and Back

"We won, my lord! We made it!"

An officer pushed away several civilians in the camp and squeezed to the table. He was panting, sweating profusely, and his brown hair stuck to his forehead from sweat. The consuls wearing silk clothes around frowned, and subconsciously stayed away from the officer, seemingly not wanting the sweat and dirt on his body to stain his fine clothes, but the officer didn’t know about it, and he didn’t. To pay attention to other people, just want to tell the news to the manager in front of him.

"The messenger on the battlefield came news that the crossing of the river was successful, and the Yankee's line of defense was torn to pieces! No one could stop us! The peasants with spears saw us attacking, they just took a few symbolic shots. The arrow, with a wave of the weapon, was frightened by our offensive, abandoning the position and escaped!"

"We won? Very good." Lista's gaze did not move away from the pile of supply applications and material settlement lists in front of him. He was not as happy as the young officer. It seemed that victory was for the Nilfgaard Empire Army. A matter of course, all they have to do is to walk over and seize the victory, nothing more.

"Don't yell..." Lista's gaze swept across the officer's shoulder. "Lieutenant, as you said, there are just a group of farmers on the opposite side. Don't worry about it. Believe me, Tamoria is no better than Sintra. Resist for longer. Their commanders only have blood but no military knowledge, but we are different. We have the best military academy in the world and have trained many outstanding young officers like you. What does the Yankees have? In the rear are the waste generals who compare bloodlines and family backgrounds, as well as the royal family who can only be close relatives. I remember that King Foltest of Temeria just got his sister's belly bigger when he became a throne, haha!"

The manager laughed, and there was an echoing laughter in the camp.

Yes, these dirty Yankees, lazy, treacherous, savage, and the guys who can wake up the cattle and sheep every night, what do they use to resist the elite imperial army, and what do they use to resist Leitz? De ? Lieutenant General Mellis-Stoke's elite heavy cavalry third army!

There are at least 3,000 people in the crossing the river. They are all well-armed elite soldiers. The black sun flag hunts and hunts soundly under the breeze. They quickly rushed out of the forest, following the previous process of rehearsing countless times in the rear, every ten A group of soldiers, each with spearmen, shield soldiers and crossbowmen cooperate with each other, cover each other, and then cross the river at the same time from the hundreds of meters long section of the river. And the northern army on the opposite side didn't know what tactical action was, or teammate cooperation. Faced with soldiers as fierce as flying dragons, how could the hillbillies who were still working in the farmland a month ago have the possibility of winning.

Impossible to lose!

Satisfied with the effect she made, Lista nodded to the young officer who was a little overwhelmed by the sudden praise. "Well, Lieutenant, I think you won't just run in and yell and tell us what we were meant to be. Right?"

"Oh, uh, Colonel Ramon Teal Connell’s Ad Fein Division is driving towards Sutton Hill. They want to occupy the commanding heights as soon as possible, so the colonel hopes to transport some of the building positions and surveillance towers as soon as possible. The building materials crossed the river, and when they took the Sutton Hill, they started construction work immediately. "The young lieutenant returned to the general manager in an orderly manner." And the warlocks, they said they need more magic materials to continue to cover the attack..."

"So, it wasn't a battle at all, it was just a one-sided massacre, right?" After listening to the general explanation of the corporal, Zelin shook his head and came to a conclusion. The former has just listened to the inspection report of his soldiers and screened for contraband.

"The Nilfgadian warlock covered the river with fog, and the soldiers on duty couldn't see what was on the river." Next to the corporal, the soldier who had just reported the inspection result rubbed his hands, as if trying to get something dirty. Things were cleaned up. "When the **** Nilfgaards launched a sneak attack, the brothers on the river bank could not react at all. When they recovered, the river bank was full of enemies. Those hypocritical men in black! The way of fighting is really in line with their usual behavior and style. They have the patience to fight with us upright! They don't dare to attack at all, they only know about sneak attacks, which are as disgusting as a mouse in an underground tunnel!"

"As long as you can win, it doesn't matter what method you use, right?" Zelin shrugged.

"Same as when they crossed the Amer Mountains, they did not declare a war and chose to attack directly." A cavalry who had finished the inspection echoed from the side.

"Like the Sintra massacre, with despicable magic, they are afraid of head-to-head with us!" another cavalry said in agreement.

"That's right! Those despicable and hypocritical guys can lift their jaws to the sky, but they don't have the courage and honor to speak of!" Another soldier said angrily with a fist.

Zelin looked at them lightly. Except for the few corporals, these soldiers looked only in their twenties, maybe only eighteen, and there were some immature faces under their iron visors. The population of the Kingdom of Leiria-Livia is not large. There are only two dukes. Queen Mayvi’s men can assemble more than 100 knights, 500 cavalry, and more than 6,000 infantry. Nilfgaard's Central Army Group led by Marshal Menor Kochlen has at least 70,000 people. Also facing the southern empire, Queen Mayvi’s power is only half of that of King Tamoria Foltest. This is why Leiria-Livia’s enlistment age is much lower than that of other northern countries. Reason.

The demon hunter sighed, "Is the inspection over, Mr. Corporal?"

"Well... it's over" The corporal was not as excited as the young soldier, he had been quietly listening to the excitement of his subordinates, without saying a word. Zelin noticed that under the left cheek of the corporal, there was an obvious knife mark, which should have been left by the saber, but it was located just close to the collar. The high collar of the cavalry uniform made it difficult for outsiders to notice. The corporal coughed heavily, until the young people gradually stopped, he slowly said, "There are no contraband, demon hunter, go tell the dwarf, let them put the things under the clothes away, I am afraid it will be scared. To the lads. It’s really not safe during this time, so we will patrol the surrounding trails"

The corporal brought up and pulled his lower armor, and the surrounding young soldiers followed the commander in the same action.

"Well... Demon Hunter, if you come to Edsberg and see the Aden Patrol... Their captain is called Pudat, I know him, you better avoid them."

"..." Zelin quickly understood what the corporal meant, and he sighed, "I know, thanks for reminding."

Without saying much, the corporal pulled the reins and took the young people under him to the south of Livia, near the Yaruja River. Ayres walked to Zelin, raised his head, and patted Rape’s belly. "Hey, what he told you just now, your face is not very good, I know you people never blush, and never Embarrassed, but the old dwarf can feel that you are in a bad mood."

"It's nothing, Ayres, let's go... No, not to Edsburg, to Carbon Mountain, to take the road in the Mahakam Mountains."

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Chapter 60—The Voice of Reason

There was a lot of noise on Sutton Hill.

Explosions, shouts, screams of pain, roars of battle, and howls of dying filled every corner of Francesca’s ears. She suddenly opened her eyes from the ruins, and her brain was in chaos. I haven't recovered from the impact of the explosion, the surrounding scene is like playing a scene with a damaged telescope, blurry and illusory. She held one hand on the broken stone, which seemed to have belonged to a nearby watchtower not long ago, but now there are only ruins and wreckage, whether it is architectural or human. .

There seems to be blood on the stone. Whose is it? Francesca had some questions in her mind. Her own? The hapless Tamorian soldier on the guard tower? Or was it from the Nilfgad who fell down after being blown away by magic? This blood may be used for research, or as a medium for casting spells, if it can, she... No, it doesn't matter!

As her mind gradually became clear, Francesca gritted her teeth, enduring severe pain throughout her body, trying to focus her eyes on the top of the mountain. The running Temorian soldiers, the Rydania infantry, the Kovind commando, and the conscripts of Aden and Leiria kept appearing in the sight of the wizard mage, and then quickly ran in different directions. . Although these soldiers blocked her sight, Francesca sighed fortunately-this at least showed that the Nilfgaards had not yet won and the battle was still going on.

Sutton Mountain, which is located in the southwestern part of Upper Sutton Region, close to the Yaruja River, gathers close to 40,000 soldiers from the northern countries. After the direction of the north bank of the Yaruja River was completely broken, this place became the forefront of the Northern Allied Forces against the Imperial Army, or in other words, this place will be the last place that can resist the invasion of the Nilfgaard Empire with the help of natural barriers.

At least 70,000 Nilfgaard Empire forces have deployed their positions on the plain between the north bank of the Yaruja River and the foot of the Sutton Mountain. As for the number, Francesca doesn’t know. In fact, the scouts don’t know. , They can only judge which part of the enemy is in the imperial army through different flags, and then use the previous intelligence to judge the general number of the enemy army, but the female warlock feels that she will never forget that she stood on the top of the mountain before the start of the battle. The sight seen beside the 22 companions of warlocks.

Originally there was a green plain at the foot of the mountain, but when the imperial army arrived, she could only see a piece of black armor, a huge sun flag and the dust raised by the army's advance. Francesca once wondered more than once, in the ninth century, why the elven ancestors retreated and then retreated in the face of human invasion. Could it be that the few elves could not rely on their excellent individual qualities and large numbers but individual level Is the relatively weak human being engaged in a full-scale war?

Now she thinks she understands that the strength of individual combat power is almost meaningless in the face of huge disparity in numbers, especially in real wars, just like the archmage'pure white' Farad, one of the first warlocks of mankind. After he broke with the Warlock Brotherhood, he was still helpless in the face of the siege of many warlocks.

Fortunately, Chen Bing was in the Anglin area, and the Nilfgaard Eastern Army Group under the command of Duke Alan Tirach did not come to assist the Sutton battle. Perhaps the Nilfgad people have reached a consensus.

With a population gap of 40,000, it’s easy for this wave of warlocks with an army of 70,000 to eat the army of the kings of the North.

A fiery ball of fire flew over Francesca’s head and landed on Tamoria’s position not far away, followed by another scream, but the elf mage noticed that at least three fireballs and a lightning bolt shot at the same time. The imperial army's position at the foot of Xiangshan. This is a good phenomenon. The warlocks on Sutton Hill are organizing a counterattack, and it is a more violent counterattack than the Nilfgard warlocks. Someone seems to have summoned the Thunder of Azura? Francesca clutched his forehead and sighed, the chaotic energy fluctuations of the cast Azura Thunder were dazzling in the eyes of the wizard than a bonfire in the dark wilderness. The sorcerer who exposed the caster position had better escape as soon as possible. Human beings are a kind of hot-headed creatures, just like that demon hunter... Thinking of this, Francesca couldn't help but spit lightly.

Damn it, I don’t know what humility is, what a gentleman’s behavior is...Although it seems pretty good...

Suddenly, the cold like an ice cellar suddenly swept through the elf mage, causing her to fight a cold war. What is she doing? Like an ordinary human female, in a daze here? In a daze on this battlefield where people die all the time? Who is she, she is Francesca? Fandabe! It's EnidanGleanna! Pure ears, valley daisies! Ain Hill with the purest blood! How can you complain about yourself like a resentful woman who stays in the room all day and cannot go out?

"Joel! Joel! Crow! Triss?!" The elf warlock resisted the discomfort, stood up and shouted the name of her companion. She began to recall what happened before the explosion, she, Joel, and Crow, they are planning to build a barrier on the northern coalition positions that can withstand the attacks of the Nilfgaard warlocks, and let Triss of Mapoli use her offensive spells to fight back. Although it seems that something went wrong, she must find a way to re-construct the magical position, otherwise no soldier can hold the line of defense under the sky full of arrows and fireballs. This is also the warlock’s battle leader Logivan’s Wigfo. Tez arranged, she must...