Chapter 605 607. Terrain
Under Mentos's attention, Lane's mood curve soared after he started reading Haxor's letters.
Until now, it has been an unprecedented state of excitement.
But the body's hormone levels show this, but Lan En's expression, tone, and logic are as if nothing has happened.
The calmer Lan En becomes, the more Mentos understands that his emotions at the moment are definitely not fake!
"That's a whole army, sir."
While running, the biological brain gave the last reminder it could.
“We dealt with the Nilfgaardian army yesterday evening, and the result was not ideal.”
“That’s because I wanted to protect something at that time. Lan En said calmly. "But now, there should be nothing that needs my protection."
It has been four hours since he left the camp, and now he has to walk back again.
Will the refugees who are about to reach the border be willing to wait? Will Haxo, who has been prepared for a long time, leave time?
No. Now that we have made such a plan to cut off everything, we will never leave any chance.
Death.
The death of "not a few dozen people out of a thousand people" described in Haxo's letter is inevitable.
“Haxor said that he will do everything he can to cause destruction to the Nilfgaardians. The three factors that determine war are: time, location, and people.”
"He has no power to change the weather or the current situation, the refugees will not be filled with courage because of his inspiration, and the Nilfgaardians will not become weak because of him. All he can use is the terrain."
"I just hope that the terrain he picked will not prevent me from being able to perform. You see, I am actually very calm."
Lan's analysis was calm and methodical.
This made Mento not know what to say even when trying to persuade him.
“In the early days of participating in this war, I actually carried a kind of ‘laziness’, Mentos.”
The biological intelligence brain did not speak. He did not know what the subject meant.
So Lan En just kept talking to himself.
“I was furious when I saw those people whose lives were taken away by the aftermath of the war, and those tortured corpses. But what I thought from the beginning, what I thought subconsciously, was really Just saving some tragedies I saw."
"After all, I have done a lot, right? I helped a goddess to guard a celestial sphere intersection. This is for the safety of the entire world. Make a contribution.”
“It’s human nature to think this way, sir.”
Mentos said soothingly.
"After making achievements, you will want to rest and be too lazy to care. This is normal."
"Normal? Maybe." There was no trace on Lan En's calm face. fluctuation. "But after these eyes have seen more in this war, there is only one thing on my mind now -"
"I can do more."
Slightly After silence, the biological brain responded as usual.
"Then. The task has been accepted, and I will work hard for the path you have chosen."
Lan En nodded.
“Thank you, Mentos.”
“I’ll be here for you.”
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A knight's horse's hooves clattered as he returned from the woods beside the road.
What was in front of him was a large black mass of Nilfgaardian troops with shiny armor and cold and murderous soldiers.
As the saying goes, there is no limit to the number of people who are full of thousands. Although this time the number of troops who came here to perform the task under the order of Duke Adal Aip Darcy was less than ten thousand. But each of them is wearing sophisticated armor that can increase their physique by more than one circle, and there are a full 500 knights from the Nausika Cavalry Class among them!
So at a glance, it looks like a chilling black ocean.
These soldiers had just withdrawn from the battlefield of the Battle of Soden to rest.
They just won the battle. It was not so much a victory as it was a one-sided massacre!
So these soldiers naturally have an arrogance that is unparalleled, and there is a bloody aura overflowing from their eyeballs.
The Nausika cavalry squad has a habit of cutting off the heads of enemies they have killed and hanging them on their saddles.
Just use your head to grow your own hair.
It wasn't until the flesh started to stink that they disposed of the heads to prevent themselves and their horses from getting sick.
But now it is winter when the temperature is cold and not perishable, so there are at least three or four human heads hanging on the saddle of each Nausika cavalry squad.
It was broken at the neck, with pale bones still exposed at the break. When he opened his eyes, there were only dry and gray eyeballs due to loss of moisture.
Although Duke Adal looked down on this habit, considering that these knights were serious Nilfgaardians, he still rode with them.
A dead man's head is easier to bear than a country man's mud legs.
This army, which was comparable to the entire military strength of some small northern countries, walked slowly on the road, waiting for information from the scouts ahead so that they could adjust their route in time.
". Did you read that correctly? Ha, then they were really happy too early."
The person responsible for stepping forward to receive information from the scouts was Darkley. Standing in front of such a strong military force, he felt a little more alive.
The beauty of power made him feel great.
The scout went out again, and Darkley came to Duke Adal to report.
"You can't be wrong, sir. Because those refugees were about to be 'rescued', they no longer wanted to cover up their traces. They just rushed towards the border."
Dakley's face showed a look that looked like an animal. Show the same playful smile.
"Except for this group of lucky guys, I guess there are not many refugee groups with this number of rags and scattered objects hanging on the road."
"Then they Where are you now? "
Duke Adal waved his hands indifferently. A group of refugees were not worth a glance, they were just like maggots.
All he cares about is the target in the 'maggot pile'.
"The route is clear, sir. They will rush all the way here."
Dakley clicked on the map, which was a circular hillside with only one gap.
Duke Adal said oh and adjusted his black helmet with gold rim.
“You also know how to use terrain to delay the pursuit of troops in the final sprint. There are smart people.”
"But no matter how smart you are, you still need intelligence support. If it was before the end of the Battle of Soden, this place was indeed not our control area. But after the northern army's disastrous defeat"
"Ha! Those people holding iron pieces Barbarians wearing iron skins, are they worthy of being called an army? The red hawk cavalry of Redania were surrounded by the Aedirn infantry and had no room to raise their horses. The Kaedwen crossbows fell on Temori without communication. "Enter Yabai Lily. I can tell these jokes for a lifetime."
Duckley smiled flatteringly at Duke Adal's disdain for the northern army.
(End of this chapter)