Chapter 590 592. Save yourself
Continuous sneak movement is a very difficult thing for these Sintra refugees whose bodies and minds are already on the verge of reaching their limits.
But after these few days of action, they realized that walking with fear was actually a kind of stability that was very rare in this current situation.
On a frosty and windy dawn, the sound of Stewart's horse's hooves sounded again.
He brought a very bad but expected bad news.
"In front of us, there is a manor."
The young knight said calmly as always, but now his eyes were bloodshot and his beard was unkempt. The contrast between his appearance and demeanor was huge.
In the past few days, the scouts led by Stewart were the most tiring and dangerous group of people. And he himself has never changed shifts and has never been absent from the investigation operations he was responsible for.
“Continue.”
The knight’s father, Haxor, smiled and spoke.
Lan En watched from the side, and suddenly felt that there seemed to be a little more expectation and relief in this man's smile?
Is it an illusion?
The young knight seemed not to notice anything and was just narrating to himself.
“A militarized manor, which was originally a winery for growing grapes and making wine, seems to have been transformed by the Nilfgaardians into a small resting base on the patrol route.”< br>
“Like?”
"I don't dare to get too close. There are at least two to three hundred Nilfgaardian soldiers stationed in that manor."
After the number of enemies was spoken, there was a sudden silence.
This is enough to massacre this refugee group.
“Let’s take a detour! Before they find out!”
Someone suggested this immediately.
But it was immediately rebutted.
“A detour? Where should we go now? Have you never been here before?”
Border crossings are not easy to pass, especially when there are so many people.
Len can enter Cintra from anywhere without attracting any attention, just because he is alone and has solid skills, and it doesn't matter where he goes.
But for the nearly a thousand people in the refugee group, the fresh water they need every day basically limits their route choices.
After all, these water sources are only in a few places.
So the border guards of various countries only need to deploy forces on the only roads they must pass.
The checkpoints on the national border are not blocked by loners like Lan En. They can't get stuck and don't need to get stuck.
“If we turn around now, we will have to walk for at least a month before we can find the exit again! Will the number of scouts during this period be enough? We have lost nearly ten scouts in the past few days, including men and horses! "
Another man dressed as an officer also echoed: "The food can't last more than a month."
"And most importantly," Hacksaw ended with a subtle tone.
“After this manor, it will only take us a little over a day to get out of the territory of Sintra.”
As soon as these words fell, the atmosphere on the field changed. Subtle changes.
In this pit of flesh and blood of war, staying even one minute longer will make people feel like they are going crazy.
Detour and walk for more than a month.
And behind this manor, there is only one day. Only one day!
People are greedy and lucky.
What if I can rush over? What if the person who dies is not you?
Isn’t this the idea behind bringing so many refugees here?
"Then" someone licked his lips, his eyes flashed with anticipation, and he looked tentatively at the people around him. "How about we give it a try?" "If we take another detour, we won't be able to bear it anymore!"
"This is the fault of the scouts. They have already reached this point. Whoever wants to survive must make a last ditch effort!"
When these people put the blame on the scouts When we were together, the last psychological restraint disappeared.
So everyone started to agree with this resolution.
“It’s basically impossible to sneak past that temporary military station, everyone.”
Haxo paused on the ground with the steel scepter in his hand and remained silent for a while.
"Distribute weapons and equipment to everyone who can pick them up."
"Whether you succeed or not, whether you can survive, depends on this last time."
Everyone below should agree and leave separately.
Their enthusiasm seemed to be contagious, and within a short time, the news that 'we are about to get out' and 'it will be safe soon' began to spread among the refugee group.
Haxor himself stood motionless in his tent.
His son also stood with him. Facing a person's scrutiny.
Lan En's slightly narrowed cat eyes scanned up and down the father and son.
"Tell me Hacksaw. What do you think?"
"Let a group of refugees who are about to die of exhaustion take up arms? Plus the record behind you keeps stopping ”
Lan En approached them and looked down with a serious expression.
"You almost make me think that you want to use this group of refugees as consumables to allow yourself to fight a beautiful breakout battle."
The huge body brings huge pressure .
A normal person's reaction would be like the little clerk behind Haxo, who started to tremble.
But Haxo and his son were all fine.
"I don't want to rely on these refugees to add any glorious resume to my resume, Master Bordon."
Haxo said softly.
"I have never thought of it that way. You know very well that if you want to escape from the war zone, you must encounter the Nilfgaardian troops sooner or later. And we have tried our best. This process has been postponed to the last resort, which is now."
Stuart also said calmly: "I can also guarantee it with my honor, Master."
"The scouts will do it every time. They were all sent out with their heads hanging on their belts. I was the one who led them. Therefore, I can guarantee that our exploration scope has been as far as possible and as thorough as possible. The results now are what we can achieve. The 'best'."
After saying that, the young knight looked at the demon hunter without evading.
“We are just a group of ants moving around in the cracks of the battlefield, Master. In fact, there are not so many choices about what kind of path we can take. Even if you draw a sword and put it on my neck, I can’t do anything. Say it without shame: We have tried our best."
"I know what you are capable of, Lan En." Haxor said suddenly, and simply broke the tacit understanding between him and the witcher.
“But the difficulty of rescuing people is different from that of killing people. You should understand that, right?”
Cintra’s former royal steward said in a low voice.
"This is a group of more than a thousand people. Even if you can kill the people in the manor, so what? The Nilfgaardians who have collapsed will still kill people. They spread out to kill people. Can you stop them by yourself? Can you take care of it?”
“The refugees from the troubled times and the rebel army must have their own organization and fighting power to fight their way out of this pit!”
"Human. In the final analysis."
"You can only save yourself!"
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(End of this chapter)