From Witcher to Lord of the Empire.

Chapter 309 The Snake Faction's Low-key Way of Killing Generals
Flames, screams, and shouts of killing continued to come from the front position.

One guerrilla unit after another received troops from the Nilfgaardian battalion, and withdrew immediately after causing a riot.

As the commander-in-chief of the guerrillas, Lei Suo still hid in the darkness, closed his eyes and rested, motionless.

Major Moepka thought that the Sintra guerrillas had received new reinforcements and launched a general attack on them, but in fact it was still just a hundred-man unit led by Geralt, and the huge momentum relied entirely on Yennefer's magic.

The real reinforcements were behind Leto.

Julia of the Freedom Corps, nicknamed "Little Beautiful Cat", looked at the back of the bald man in front of her, secretly speechless.This man's visual pressure is no less than that of the bear-like demon hunter Ged.

Behind Julia was a thousand Freedom Legion soldiers under her command. During this period, all kinds of pieces were broken into parts, and the various paths in the forest explored by the guerrillas escaped the blockade of the Nilfgaardians. To be one with the forest guerrilla soldiers.

Just for today's battle.

"Leso...Commander." Julia looked at the bald man with his eyes closed and resting in front of him. The man's breathing technique was so good that she couldn't bear to disturb him.

He has been motionless since he arrived at the meeting point. Those who don't know the inside story probably think it's just a corpse.If she hadn't deliberately focused on Lei Suo earlier, Julia even suspected that she would have forgotten the existence of Lei Suo as soon as she turned her head.

How can such a strong man who catches people's attention visually look like a poisonous snake instead?
"Aren't we going to act?" Little Beautiful Cat asked tentatively.

With a long breath, Lei Suo finally opened his eyes.

Julia and the pair of amber snake eyes looked at each other for two seconds, and couldn't help looking away.

"Colonel Julia, we need to wait a little longer."

"Wait for what?"

"Puff rustle—"

The sound of flapping wings in mid-air attracted Julia's attention, and a crow that would have been completely unattractive in such a late night landed not far from the team, tilting its head towards everyone.

The crow was expecting something, but Leto just stared at it silently, making no move.

"We...waiting for it?" Julia said in disbelief.After seeing the Bilge bear rampage in Brokilon, she felt more receptive to everything.

Could it be that this crow was also changed by someone?

Lei Suo did not answer, but continued to be silent towards the crow.

Until an explosion broke the embarrassment in mid-air, the red portal opened in mid-air, Julia and the soldiers behind her entered the guard, and then saw Yennefer and the dizzy Geralt stumbled through it. walk out.

Lei Suo let out a long and inaudible breath.

There were bursts of chaotic energy fluctuations on Yennefer's body, which made the crow on the branch finally meet its expectations.All the feathers on it faded away as if the ice and snow melted, until a clear crystal skull was left, which floated towards Yennefer's palm in mid-air under the effect of magic.

As the female sorceress' pupils dilated, she communicated with another consciousness and began to read the scene seen in another field of vision.

While Yennefer was casting a spell, Geralt shook his head and reported the situation to Leto: "Yennefer and I had a big commotion, and the other party thought we were the force of the general attack, and seemed to want to lure us in. "

"I asked the guerrillas to withdraw after dropping the bombs. Afterwards, Ye Naifa and I fought inside for a while, went deep into the enemy camp, and made sure that they had gathered the main force to our side. Do you want me to help you later... Wait Wait, what kind of clothes are you wearing?"

Geralt's eyes straightened as he spoke, and he saw that Leto was actually wearing a black armor, which was almost misunderstood as a Nilfgaardian in the dark night with insufficient light.

Lesso didn't answer Geralt's last question, and nodded to make arrangements: "I really need your help. I will hand over the command to you in a while, and you take the Freedom Corps to burn food and grass. I will try You can’t achieve greater results. Other guerrillas will look for opportunities around, and they will meet you after you succeed—are your [Dragon Dream] and [Dancing Star] enough? I don’t think they will be needed in a while , first to you."

Geralt stared at Leto's attire for a while, and sighed: "Although this is indeed your old profession, don't tell me that you just did it on a whim."

Leto confirmed Geralt's guess: "I really planned it for a long time."

Geralt sighed again.

At this moment, Geralt and Leto suddenly felt the badge on their chests tremble violently again.

I saw Ye Naifa let out a long breath, and with a burst of violent chaotic energy fluctuations, the crystal bird skull in her hand turned into a smart crow again.

"I saw it—the main force of the enemy is indeed shifting towards the position where Geralt and I were before, but there is only one place where the defense has not been reduced, and it must be their granary."

The face of the sorceress was slightly pale, and even she felt that the magic power seemed to be drying up after a series of activities tonight.

"It will take you to the direction of the granary." Ye Naifa pointed to the crow, "I won't go there."

Lei Suo nodded: "Thank you."

Geralt showed a rare worried look, but Yennefer turned to the white wolf with a sarcasm.

"Don't show that expression towards the little girl. I have finished all the tasks for tonight, but you haven't."

After speaking, Ye Naifa flicked her long hair, and opened the portal again amidst the scent of cloves and gooseberries, leaving only a long message:

"Remember to bring my stuff back—"

The crow transformed into a crystal skull landed on Geralt's shoulder, watching the proud sorceress disappear into nothingness, tilting her head.

Leto put on the hood to completely hide himself in the shadows, without seeing his expression: "Sorceress, huh?"

The white wolf didn't accept Lei Suo's teasing, and let the crow fly away with a shake of his shoulders: "Work."

……

"What do you mean by missing? Such a big commotion! So many enemies!"

Major Mopuka yelled uncontrollably, and the orderly who was grabbed by his collar was also full of disbelief.

"We found a lot of fragments, and the enemy used a lot of alchemy bombs. We did see a lot of Sintra people when we first closed the encirclement, but they suddenly disappeared, like, like phantoms... "

Major Mopuka took a deep breath: "If it wasn't for the guys on the front line who were poisoned so deeply...it would be magic."

The major let go of the orderly and forced himself to calm down.

Magical tactics are not uncommon for southerners. Warlock troops are not a secret. With the rank of Major Mopuka, he can also get access to many high-end weapons of the empire.

Including warlocks, various alchemy bombs, fire scorpion siege crossbows, corpse throwers, catapults, etc., the empire's war philosophy is more than an era ahead of the north.

But these damn things were not equipped for the Eastern Group Army due to various reasons such as logistics!
Now the Nilfgaardians are suppressed by a little Sintra in terms of tactical diversity!

Mopuka was not reconciled, but immediately a chill came up from his tailbone.

Warlocks in the north have a high status, and those who can make such noises can also lead a troop of warlocks in the south.Then what is the reason for such a warlock making such a big commotion?
He turned around suddenly, his eyes were illuminated by the firelight soaring into the sky.

That direction is the granary.

It’s over.

"Major!"

"I saw..." Mopuka murmured, "How did they light such a big fire?"

"Oh yes, they have warlocks, bombs, and witchers..."

"Major!"

The messenger wanted to wake up the commander's will, but Mopuka was already sitting on the ground, turning a deaf ear to the calls around him.

His adjutant gritted his teeth and took over the command, and the highly hierarchical Nilfgaardian barracks would not be paralyzed at any time.The dull sound of the horn sounded, and almost all the active soldiers rushed towards the granary.

Of course, everyone knows which direction to run at this time without horns.

Major Moepka's exhaustion, suppressed by pain and will, exploded at this moment, and his vision blurred for a while.

Suddenly, he saw a pair of amber snake eyes flashing in front of his eyes, and a dim but dazzling sword light.

With a "poof", Major Mopuka had no chance to stand up again, a handful of blood spilled from his body, and he fell heavily to the ground.

Although tonight is not a cloudy night where you can't see your fingers, the visibility is still very low.The fire not far away is not enough to provide the line of sight needed for keen observation, and the swaying shadows that are scorched will disturb the line of sight instead.

Coupled with the figures running around and the panicked command, no one will pay attention to this side.

Even his personal guards didn't notice Major Mopuka's fall.

After drinking a bottle of [Cat] potion, Lei Suo's vision became clearer.The dazzling fire light dimmed, and the heavy black shadow brightened up. In Lei Suo's perception, the tone of the world began to converge, and all the lines became more distinct.

He looked at the adjutant who had taken over the command, lowered his head and pondered for a moment, and stuck to it like a flexible snake.

It wasn't until ten breaths later that there was a shrill scream.

"—The major was assassinated!!"

The flames were blazing, smoke and dust were everywhere, and all the guards' faces were ashen.

With a "click", the black sun banner located in the central army made a palpitating sound, and collapsed to the ground with a "crashing" wind.

The flames began to trace the golden border of the black sun on the big flag, and began to burn the sun.
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"By the sun, how does this damn thing work?"

Nilfgaardian intelligence agent Stephen Skellen, nicknamed "The Gray Owl," was agitated.

He had been fiddling with a small silver box in his hand for nearly a quarter of an hour.

"No switches, no other gaps...damn magic creation!"

The silver box in Stephen's hand is called "Sound Transmission Box".

At the emperor's order, he once hired a warlock named Liens to find Cirila, the lion cub of Cintra.But in the process, he discovers that Reans seems to be a double agent.In addition to serving the Empire, Riens seems to be employed by another powerful warlock in the North.

Stephen tried to communicate with the powerful warlock through Reins, but was repeatedly rejected.Only later did he know that the warlock was a "former friend" of His Majesty the Emperor.

It wasn't until Liens died in Novigrad that the warlock gave him the box that could transmit sound over a long distance in front of him as a communication link.

But this damn magic device is one-way, I have no way to use it, only warlocks can!

After a while, Agent Stephen finally lost his patience and started yelling behind him: "Kenna, think of a way and help me activate this damn box!"

While the gray owl was busy, more than a dozen people in different costumes rested boredly beside him.Their equipment is not standard, but all of them are quite sophisticated. If you have insight, you can also identify the material of the magic resistance gold from the daggers they are equipped with.

This is a temporary patchwork team, but the members of the team are all absolute elites in their original group.That's why they were selected by Stephen to go north to carry out His Majesty's "final mission" this time.

However, although most of these dozens of people have a considerable military temperament, there are still two people who seem to be completely out of place with the team.

One of them was a tall, skinny man dressed as a bounty hunter with a gray catfish mustache and silent eyes like dead fish.

The other is a woman dressed as an ordinary traveler, without a piece of armor on her body, only wearing a cloak and a hood, with a delicate face.

That woman is Kenna.After hearing Stephen's inquiry, she showed a rather helpless expression: "My lord coroner, I am a psionicist and not a warlock. I am not afraid of magic, but this does not mean that I am good at magic..."

In addition to the mainstream warlocks, the chaotic energy of this world has also spawned many other scattered people.They are not as talented as warlocks, but they can always have other specialties.

They use their favorite names to give themselves professional names, such as psychics who can enter dreams, prophets who can glimpse the future, astrologers who can obtain information from the celestial sphere, and so on.

Stephen knew that going north would definitely encounter magic problems, but all the warlocks in the empire were either forced or voluntarily conscripted into the army.In order to piece together his own team, he had no choice but to look for other magic-related professions.

It's a pity that this "psychic master" who is said to be able to read minds couldn't even meet Stephen's first request, which made him even more irritable.

"Damn the North, damn Cintra! Why is there a Lannister!"

"He also defeated the Eastern Group Army. If he is capable, he will also defeat the Eastern Group!"

The Jazz, the team leader, was out of breath because the plan didn't go well, which made everyone in the team shudder.

"Ha." Only the guy dressed as a bounty hunter smiled sinisterly, and he kept wiping off a few things that looked like necklaces on his hands, "Grey Owl, is there a problem with our itinerary?"

The bounty hunter's tone was malicious, even a little deliberately looking for trouble.This made several other team members from the military frowned upon hearing this.

Stephen Skellen was the Imperial Coroner and Secret Service agent of the Empire, nicknamed "The Gray Owl".Judging their respective positions can be judged from the names that the members of this team call him.

"Your Excellency." A man dressed as a military officer with an indistinguishable appearance came to Stephen's side, gesturing towards the bounty hunter with his eyes.

"No, thank you, Neilatin." Stephen took a deep breath, and waved his hand at the officer as if he didn't care.

"Thank you for being active in our mission, Leo Bonnet." The gray owl muttered, suddenly raising the volume, "But if you still want to get your own damn bounty safely, you have to learn shut up!"

Leo Bonnet shrugged, smiled darkly, and stopped talking.

At this moment, the small silver box in the gray owl's hand suddenly vibrated.

"Good day, and greetings to everyone present." A distorted voice came from inside, "Especially you, Mr. Skellen."

(End of this chapter)