From Witcher to Lord of the Empire.

Chapter 104 The Return of the Lion
Ciri struggled uncontrollably while holding the red-brown bundle in her arms, which caught Cassirer's attention, and he immediately reached out to pull the thing.However, Ciri desperately defended it, even biting the armored hand like a mad cat.

"Is this cloak actually the skin of a griffin? It's so beautiful... the one in your arms is too? Is it worthy of being the princess of Cintra?"

"Heh. Your Highness, don't move around, be careful of getting hurt..."

Ciri, whose teeth were almost crushed, buried her face in the cloak in her arms with a thud, and still yelled viciously: "Let go..."

"Let go of Her Royal Highness!"

Suddenly there was a roar from the direction of the city gate, and a team of about 20 city guards galloped towards this side on horseback.

The three leaders are Ace wearing the armor of the city guard captain, Sward wearing the armor of the palace guard, and House still wearing the Lannister armor.

Cassirer chuckled, threw Ciri on the saddle, drew his longbow again, and pointed at Ace who was dressed as the captain of the city guard.

And Ace had already drawn his bow and set his arrows at the same moment he saw the enemy, his eyes showing fierceness.

Two shooters locked on their enemies at the same time!

Ace's arrow was like a meteor, crossing the battlefield in an instant at a speed faster than the wind, piercing through the head of the opponent's horse.

He was aiming at the gap in the opponent's helmet. Even if he knew that he might be pierced by the opponent's arrow in the next second, he still had the confidence to take away the officer dressed as an aristocrat.

But at this moment, the opponent's horse suddenly screamed and stood up, blocking the deadly arrow for the owner, and also made Cassirer's shot that he was determined to win did not know where to go.

Ciri and Cassirer rolled down from the horse together, and saw a delicate rapier sticking out of the horse's buttocks, and the crystals used to embellish it sparkled on the swallow-shaped hilt.

It was Ciri, and the cloak in her arms was always wrapped with her own "Swift" sword.Smart she has been waiting for the opportunity.She didn't know plate armor enough to insert a rapier into the gaps in the armor accurately, but the horses on their crotch didn't have such a luxury of protection.

Cassirer roared and drew out his long sword. Who would have thought that there would be such a thing in the arms of a ten-year-old delicate princess?
Ace's arrow is the horn for everyone to attack, and when it leaves the string, the city guards charge forward in unison.Sward and House took the lead.

With a sound of "clang", Sward brandished his long sword and gave Cassirer a reckless blow. House took the opportunity to hug Ciri and ran away.The soldiers of the city defense army tacitly parted ways and then closed them, firmly protecting the princess behind them.

"My sword! And my cloak!" Ciri screamed.

"House, Ace, take the princess first! Go find Hardy and Butler Ernes, Mr. Geralt is also there!" Sward shouted, and then changed into a soft tone, "Princess, you Go first, and I will send you your sword and cloak later."

"No!" Ciri cried, "Even you are lying to me!"

Cassirer roared and fought against Sward again and again, and their swords collided dozens of times within a few breaths.

Sward only felt that the force of every blow from the opposite side was unexpectedly strong. After a while, the palm of his hand went numb, and the guard's long sword in his hand turned and flew out backwards.

He hastily pulled out the other long sword on his waist and pushed the enemy away while retreating. The two groups of people in the melee immediately separated after a short fight, and began to confront each other in the alley.

Sward panted heavily, staring straight at Cassirer's fire-breathing eyes, but he was signaling to his companions: "They are waiting for reinforcements from Nilfgaard, what are you two waiting for? "

"The two of us are leaving, what do you do?" Ace gritted his teeth and pulled the bowstring, his eyes slanted slightly, staring at the lion head silver sword in Sward's hand.

"Based on the terrain of this alley, it doesn't make much sense if there are too many people." Sward said, "You are the captain of the city guard, and the soldiers still rely on you to command and protect the princess; the princess needs someone to take care of her when she escapes. No, House can help little friend Hardy and Mr. Enns; and I am a soldier, so this is my destiny."

Hearing this, House gritted his teeth, and thought of retreating with reason, but he remained unwavering for the sake of his comrades-in-arms.

"Idiots! The princess still needs you, and Cintra still needs you!" The sword attendant suddenly raised his voice, "I'm different, I'm an oath breaker. I swore to always follow my lord, but I failed; I I swore that I would bring my lord back, but I didn't; I swore I wouldn't let the monster go near my lord before I died, but I still didn't.

I swore I would die for the princess when Advisor Mossac brought me out of the dungeon, and that was the last time I swore.Please let me fulfill my oath! "

Ace stared at him for a while, then suddenly smiled: "Forget it, anyway, I guess we'll meet again later, and I'll give you a good beating at that time..."

"go!"

The dangling arrow came out of the string, and Ace knew without looking that it was going to go into someone's neck.The horseshoes of the city guard rumbled, and they rolled away with Xili in a short while.

"Don't let them run away!" Cassirer yelled, snatching a man's horse and charging forward.

Sward and the others did not show any weakness, they stabbed the horse's butt with their long swords and rushed forward, regardless of any loss.He directly collided with them one by one with the heads of the horses. All the horses broke their heads and groaned and rolled, and all the knights rolled and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

The narrow alley was soon mostly blocked by the horse's corpse.

"I stayed because of my oath. Since when did you take an oath? Few of you can come back alive from Toussaint."

The city guards and the others also left four people behind, and they blocked the enemy's way together with Swald. The sword servants turned their heads to look, and they were all familiar faces.

"Shut up, you oath-breaker!" A city guard soldier responded, "How many times have we fought the Earl together, would I not know your skills? Can you stop them alone? ?”

Another soldier laughed loudly: "My lord left early, I can't let you little guy be bullied by the Nilfgaardians."

"Then you Sintra soldiers can prepare your last words!"

Cassirer yelled angrily, slashing open a soldier's chest.The soldier rolled to the bottom, spitting blood foam from his mouth.

"I still... really have a last word..."

The body of the fallen soldier kept twitching, and he suddenly grabbed a Nilfgaardian soldier who was stepping on him, and dragged him to the ground forcefully, causing him to be stabbed a few more times.

And after seeing his teammates seize the opportunity he created to chop off the enemy's head, he lay down on his back in relief, and then suddenly thought of something and widened his eyes:
"Last Word House, you must protect my...'Lion Rider', Quint...otherwise I won't be able to become a demon spirit..."

His opened eyes never closed again.

The shouts of killing echoed in the alley for a long time, until they attracted a large number of Nilfgaardian soldiers, and then gradually subsided.

Sward gasped for breath, his companions were all dead, and he was the only one left in the alley at this moment.

"Is the plague in your head! Let's rush over together! He is alone, and if we rush over together, even a bull can knock him away, so we must kill him!"

A fellow Nilfgaardian officer shouted, driving the soldiers to rush forward.

"Shut up, he must die!" Cassirer's eyes were red, his head was obviously too heavy, "He's mine!"

But another officer's subordinates didn't care about Cassirer's intentions, and rushed forward to hack Sward to death.Cassirer roared angrily, but he could only charge along with the other soldiers.

I'm going to suffer, I can't stop it.

Sward smiled bitterly in his heart, but maintained a resolute indifference on his face.

Scenes flashed back in his mind, the day he first saw Lane, the day Taussaint was knocked into the portal and left Lane behind, the day he was with his attendant Geralt Lane in the Rose Garden...

And the day I watched Lan and Geralt fight in the martial arts arena...

The black armored soldiers rushed up from all directions like the darkness of midnight.And Sward was suddenly blessed, he spun into the crowd, his center of gravity adjusted continuously with the rotation of his body, and his movements were as light and agile as a cat on a treetop.

"Clang clang clang clang" Sward's weapon collided with other people's knives constantly. His strength was very small, and he could only knock away the enemy's attack to create a gap for himself. He moved around in the crowd strangely and flexibly. , Xun Ling approached Cassirer like a spirit.

Cassirer turned pale with fright, his sword frame hadn't made any defensive changes at all, he swung his sword hastily, and Sward slashed on the armor on his wrist and dropped the weapon.

The slash is weak and does not break the armor, but I am familiar with the gaps in the armor.This is a high-class guy wearing an officer's armor, at least let him...

An invisible force suddenly acted on the lion head silver sword, as if there were countless palms snatching the weapon in his hand. Sward didn't check for a while but resisted the huge force and let go.

Cassirer's reaction was also sensitive, and he snatched the lion's head long sword with his hands, and the magical fluctuations on it dissipated in time, and the tip of the sword pierced Sward's heart with a twist.

"Ah!" Cassirer roared, half fearful and half angry.

Damn, it's so noisy.Sward thought weakly, it was only a little bit...

The teleportation gate of Toussaint could not help appearing in his mind.It's really only a little bit, my lord...

The black-winged knight pushed back Sward and nailed him to the wall all the way with unabated force, and then he wanted to use his long sword to cut off Sward's head, but his legs softened and he almost couldn't stand still. He almost fell to his knees against the wall.

Behind the crowd, a warlock from the warlock unit slowly dissipated the magic waves in his hands, and asked blankly, "Where is Princess Sirilla, she ran away? There are so many of you?"

Cassirer panted and sneered: "What is your identity, dare to talk to me like that? Let Fringilla Weige come out!"

The sorcerer blushed instantly with anger.

Fringilla Vigo slowly pushed aside the crowd of warlocks and came out: "You should be more polite to those who have saved your life, Earl. If it wasn't for Ashlet's special request, you think the warlocks would care about your life ?”

After she finished speaking, she turned around and asked the warlock who saved Cassirer: "Who told you to come here alone, huh?"

The other party hesitated and said: "Ms. Ashley used to..."

Before he could finish speaking, a shock erupted from Fringila's body. When passing by other people, it was like a breeze blowing on her face. Only the warlock who acted without authorization flew out as if struck by lightning.

Fringila turned her head and sneered at Cassirer, "Did you hear that? Maybe you should really let this warrior pierce you. He is a respectable swordsman, and it's not bad for you." ending."

Cassirer wanted to retaliate angrily, but was interrupted angrily by the commander, who shouted: "Enough, who can tell me where the princess is?"

After a while, a scout came back and reported: "My lord, the princess and her party have gone north."

Fringila thought for a while, then suddenly said: "Is it Brokiron? I heard that Princess Sirilla accepted the Lannister's inheritance, among them Brokiron of Sintra, and it is said that they and Brokiron The dryads of Lokiron are close."

"Then the soldiers will release the Rocky Long Forest!"

"Shut up, His Majesty did not issue such an order, Cassirer, this is your own task, you solve it yourself!"

"Idiot!" Fringila also reprimanded, "Blokilong is not a place that can be captured by the army, you don't know anything about it!"

A fierce quarrel broke out between the warlocks and the soldiers.

Sward's body was nailed to the wall, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, showing a smile.

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[Task: City Defense Iron Guard II - Completed]

[Character level increase +1]

【Discover new tasks】

[City Defense Iron Guard Part Three]:
[After the training of blood, your troops once again gained something that other soldiers did not have, such as cohesion, responsibility, and faith.They are willing to keep it in their hearts and sacrifice for it.Please use these things to bring them together and lead them to victory. 】

After the severe dizziness passed, Lan and Heifeng bowed their heads and retched together.The portal disappeared behind them, bringing up the wind and sand all over the place.

The system's notification tone made Lan suppress his physical discomfort, and he knew something had happened.

Looking up, you can see the village outside the city walls of the capital of Sintra. There are ruins everywhere, and the flames are burning among the houses.Broken arrows and fragments of armor were scattered on the ground.

The battle here seems to be over, with the victorious soldiers looting their trophies.Apart from military exploits, this is the biggest purpose of their trip.

As far as the eye could see, a group of soldiers in black sun armor were tearing off a girl's clothes. Two Sintra soldiers fell to the ground. On one side, the Three Lions flag was thrown in the mound, and there were two footprints on it.

"Haha, it's time for you to meet a real man!"

Lan heard the shout of the Black Sun soldier tearing his clothes.

A few soldiers who were waiting at the side and letting the wind pass looked at the sudden appearance of a man and a horse. The simple and solemn armor on Lann's body was not the armor of Nilfgaard, but it was obviously the enemy.

A soldier with the quickest reaction draws his bow and shoots. The arrow is very stable and the arrow is very fast. He can cross this little distance in the blink of an eye.

With a "click", Lan En's brain hadn't reacted yet, but his right hand pulled out the steel sword behind his back like a conditioned reflex, and a flash of light cut off the arrow that was flying rapidly.

"On the sun..." The Nilfgaardian soldier holding the longbow murmured, "He cut off the arrows in the air..."

The soldier buried in front of the girl's chest heard the movement and slapped the person under him. Just as he raised his head, a flying steel sword was thrown out by his master like a hand axe, and it spun and embedded in his head. Then he swung his body together and fell back to the ground.

The steel sword punishes evil.The head of a griffin that hasn't fought for a century and a half on the hilt is stained with blood, and its eyes are shining.

"Enemy attack!"

A shrill cry sounded, and soldiers in black armor protruded from all the streets and alleys.There is not much oil and water in this gathered small village, and not many people stay here, but it is enough to surround Lan En.

Lann slowly drew out the griffin silver sword behind his back, and the golden lion pupils reflected flames.

"Meet a real man... a Nilfgaardian!"

(End of this chapter)