Great Single Player of the Heavens

The broken rope sank heavily into the water.

In the next second, along with the river, the ferry turned a few times and began to drift down.

"Damn! Those are not Nilfgaards, eagles and rhombuses... are the coat of arms of Livia! They are partisans of Livia! The other side..."

"Get down!"

Before he finished his words, the poet felt that his shoulder was pressed hard and the whole person was forced to

The arrows came through the air, nailed to the side of the hull one after another, making a few dull noises. Several of the arrows were directed at the people on the deck and shot straight.

Fortunately, the Demon Hunter and Lu Qi had already drawn out their long swords and blocked the sharp arrows one by one.

The enemy on the other side of the river just launched a wave of attacks on the ferry and stopped.

Because the ferry is being pulled by the current, drifting towards the other side!

Upon seeing this, the boatman, who had been lying on the deck, immediately shouted: "My lord! Get the poles! We are going to be taken to the other side!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Qi acted decisively and immediately assumed the responsibility of commanding, saying:

"Regis, Dandrien, hold the horses! Geralt, Milva, we help punt!"

Propelled by several struts, the ferry turned around and speeded up towards the middle of the river.

The soldiers on the embankment began to yell again, and again raised their bows and arrows.

Fortunately, with a rush of water, the ferry quickly moved away from the river bank and escaped the effective range of the bow and arrow.

I thought I could use the ferry to stay away from these heavily armed soldiers. However, the Livia guerrillas on the other side obviously did not intend to let them go, or rather, it was the only ferry that allowed them to escape from the territory of Nilfgaard.

Under the command of a white horse rider, the cavalry on the river embankment began to gallop along the opposite bank, trying to take the ferry when it was sent to the river bank by the current!

At the same time, the group of people on the ferry still tried to push the ferry towards the river bank when it came:

"Use a little bit! We have to get to the shore before being swept away by the rapids!"

It's simple to say, but difficult to do.

The water is fast, the river is quite deep, and the huge ferry boat is very heavy and difficult to find a fulcrum.

Finally, the ferry was suddenly changed!

The sharp-eyed Milva first spotted the black cavalry suddenly appearing on the right bank, and subconsciously cursed:

"Damn it!"

Black armor with a green cloak, horses and Nilfgaard's unique blindfold, the identity of the visitor, do not need to go into details.

"This time...it must be Nilfgaard!" The Demon Hunter murmured with a blink of his cat's pupil.

At this moment, everyone on the ferry is already in a dilemma.

On the left bank are the Livian soldiers in the territory of Nilfgad; on the right bank are the Nilfgadians in the conflict zone.

And the female-seeking team in the middle of the Yaruga River seemed to be involved in the vortex of war. A small boat in a precarious manner could only work hard to find a ray of life between the two armies.

The more at this critical juncture, the clearer Lu Qi's thinking became.

He reacted first, shouting loudly:

"Keep on pounding! Hurry up and stay away from the shore!"

This task is equally difficult.

The water flowing to the right bank became more turbulent, rushing the ferry straight to a cliff downstream, and the cry of the Nilfgaard soldiers became clearer.

Standing on the flat river bank covered with reeds, the people of Nilfgaard raised their bows and arrows one after another.

Shoo!

Arrows roared in the sky.

The target is a group of people on the ferry.

"Get down!"

Before he finished speaking, Lu Qi did not lie down like others, but stood up straight, his eyes sharp, and raised his empty left hand.

Just as the arrow rain was about to fall, Lu Qi's magic power had already gathered in one place.

"drink!"

Accompanied by a low drink, a tangible air shock wave shot out from bottom to top, greeted with sharp arrows made of black iron!

With this blow, Lu Qi bounced most of the arrows shot at the ferry.

However, Bai Mi has a sparseness.

The boatman's helper standing on the right deck suddenly let out a weird cough, and then threw the brace in his hand into the river.

The poet on the side saw only a blood-stained arrow with a long shaft piercing out of his back.

In addition, the gray horse that Mirva was riding on was shot through the neck with an arrow, and broke free of the poet's control. While neighing in pain, while knocking away the other horses around him, he jumped out of the boat.

Looking at the fallen poet and the restless horses, Regis hurriedly shouted:

"Dandrine, get up quickly and hold the horse! Lead..."

The words stopped abruptly, and the vampire's body suddenly fell to the side of the ship, and the whole person sat on the deck with a "bang".

Mirva, who followed the reputation, saw a black feather arrow pierced deeply into his chest, his eyes condensed immediately, screamed angrily, and looked at the shore suddenly.

I saw a Nilfgaard officer wearing a black cloak and a helmet adorned with raven wings, riding on a horse, arching his bow and shooting arrows.

After confirming the target, she directly picked up the longbow, knelt on one knee on the deck, and poured out all the arrows in the quiver.

The bow and arrows were fastened, and when the arrow disappeared, the Nilfgaard officer on the river bank fell from his horse.

After killing the murderer who killed Regis, the angry Mirva seemed to be puzzled, and suddenly transformed into a humanoid archery machine, with arrows at his fingertips shooting out one after another, and the arrows were all shot out!

Under the suppression of Mirva's archery, the Nilfgaards on the right bank fell into chaos and retreated into the forest one after another.

"Amazing archery!"

Standing behind the demon hunter, Regis said calmly: "But I still hope you pick up the brace, we are still too close to the shore."

The witcher and the female archer turned around quickly and said in unison:

"Are you not dead?!"

Standing at the bow of the ship, Lu Qi seemed to have anticipated the scene of Regis "resurrecting from the dead".

After all, in his cognition, vampires die so easily, so they are not called vampires...

"You think," the vampire showed them the black feather arrow, "just such a piece of broken wood can hurt me?"

After raising the poet, Regis took control of the horses with him.

With the joint efforts of everyone, the ferry finally sailed towards the more turbulent waters...

"Very well," said Mirva, who had just exploded in a wave, breathlessly said: "Now they can't catch us..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Qi quickly said:

"You'll stay there for a while, don't forget, there is a little guy in your stomach, you can't do violent movements."

Although he heard the concern between Lu Qi's words, the jealous female archer still retorted with an unhappy expression:

"Cut! If I hadn't shot them back, you would have been **** into hornet's nests!"

"All right, then don't do this next time."

Observing the direction of the river, Lu Qi frowned, and then said:

"Those Nilfgaards will not give up. Mirva shot their officer. And this river is twisted and the current will take us to their side at the next bend. They know this well, so they will Waiting for us there..."

As soon as the voice fell, the boatman who had been hiding well stood up and pushed the already dead helper down the river, not forgetting:

"There is one more thing we need to worry about. The current will send us to the left bank first... The gods are on top, and we were hit by both sides... It's all because of you! If it weren't for you..."

The poet screamed in front of the Nilfgaards, but in front of the boatman, he attacked with a punch and directly yelled:

"Shut up, if you don't want to die, just punt the boat!"

. . .

Soon, the words of the boatman became reality:

As the ferry continued to follow the current, the flat left bank was getting closer and closer.

The shore was crowded with cavalry, and many soldiers were shouting loudly and waving their arms. Among them, surrounded by soldiers is a white horse rider.

Although it was a little far away, Lu Qi still saw the white horse, a blonde woman in armor and no helmet.

"It's Queen Mivi and her Livia partisans..."

The closer they were to the shore, the louder the shouting, and they heard the clear sound of gold and iron.

"There is a war over there. There are imperial troops in the forest. They are attacking the northern troops. They are trapped."

"The way to escape from the predicament is this ferry." The witcher spit on the river and continued: "I think they plan to at least keep the queen and the officers and let them take the ferry to the other side. But, the boat. But it’s in our hands...oh no, they won’t appreciate us."

"They should be grateful!" Dandrien corrected: "This ship can't save them, it will only send them directly into the hands of the Nilfgaards on the right bank."

"The current is getting more and more urgent. We happen to be in the middle of the river." Mirva took the conversation and said, "So let the two armies go to hell! The river bank here is very flat and there are no sharp turns. We can go along. The surface of the river floats forward until it throws those guys away..."

However, getting more familiar with the boatman on the Yaluga River interrupted her beautiful fantasy:

"Don't be bullshit, we're at the Red Pier ahead. There is a bridge! There is also a shoal! The ferry will run aground... If they catch up..."

"The northerners will not chase us, they have their own things to worry about." The vampire calmly analyzed.

Indeed, on the left bank of Nilfgaard’s territory, a fierce battle is taking place, and there are bursts of gold and iron fighting and roaring from the forest, and corpses continue to fall into the Yaruga River.

And these have nothing to do with the people on the ferry.

Down the river, they soon came to the shallow area at the mouth of the boatman.

The first thing I saw was a wooden bridge that spans both sides of the strait. On the right, there is a red wharf full of logs.

On the dock, the two sides have already fought together.

Judging from the scene, the northern army is being rubbed against the ground by the imperial army, and can only stand hard at the dock, waiting for their queen to rush to the wooden bridge as soon as possible, through the only passage, and return to the north.

Upon seeing this, the boatman could not help shouting:

"Quickly, while they are playing happily, we sneak past!"

However, their plan did not succeed...

The Livian soldiers on the pier spotted the uninvited passengers on the ferry, and immediately rushed to the bridge, took off the crossbow behind them, and aimed them at the ferry near the bridge.

"Don't shoot arrows, guys! Don't shoot arrows! It's your own!"

Even though the poet yelled loudly with his beautiful voice, the ruthless arrow still shot.

In desperation, Lu Qi, who was standing at the bow of the ship, still used his own magic, and bounced this wave of arrows quickly.

However, the flow arrows flew randomly, causing the ship's direction to deviate, and the current was carried to a shallow beach, and it ran aground directly.

"Get on the horse and leave here quickly, before they have the heart to come over and take care of us!"

With a cry from Lu Qi, everyone hurriedly took a horse and jumped out of the boat.

However, at this moment, the Demon Hunter found Milva, who was a little behind, and suddenly collapsed on the shallows after a stop.

He hurried over, but the speed of the vampire was faster than him.

"Ok..."

"My stomach... seems to be cracking..."

Looking at Milva's pale face and the scattered blood stains on his pants, Regis immediately made a judgment:

"She may have a miscarriage and can't continue walking."

"Then we carry her away!" the poet suggested.

In the chaos army, carrying Milva, who could not walk on horseback, could not escape from the enemy's pursuit. Maybe, everyone is surrounded by the army...

Thinking of this, Lu Qi looked at the bridgehead where the fierce battle was going on, watching the northerner in white, slowly retreating, and couldn't help making a decisive decision:

"No! You stay here to take care of her! Geralt, you come with me!"

"What are you going to do?"

"We can help the northerners stop the imperial army. As long as the northerners hold the bridge, they can take Mirva away from the left bank!"

"How to help?!"

"Long sword in hand!"

After all, Lu Qi took the lead along the pier and climbed up the bridge quickly.

The Demon Hunter followed closely behind.

As soon as he got on the bridge, Lu Qi greeted a fleeing soldier with a frightened face and knocked him down with a punch.

"Unseeded bastards! Where are you going to flee!" With every step forward, he shouted vigorously:

"Stop! Stop, you cowards!"

"Don't run away! Cowards! Are you going to abandon your comrades-in-arms and live alone?! Do you still have a sense of honor?!"

Under Lu Qi's scolding and fist teaching, most of the soldiers stopped.

Of course, some deserters who wanted to slip past were treated in the same way by the demon hunters behind them.

After staying in both the military and special forces for a period of time, Lu Qi certainly knew that the means to deal with deserters must be vigorous and vigorous to deter these retiring guys in a short period of time.

Such means are necessary and effective.

Looking at the deserters with startled and awe-inspiring eyes, Lu Qi waved the "Black Eagle" long sword in his hand, his expression was full of awe, and he said loudly:

"Your comrades-in-arms are still fighting at the bridgehead and the pier! They haven't given up, are you going to abandon them and go back to be a cowardly cast aside?!"

"If you don't want to be sent to the gallows by the queen, or if you don't want to be a coward in history, just follow me! Go and kill all the Nilfgaards who are trying to invade us!"

"go!"

Under the duress of Lu Qi and the Demon Hunter, a dozen deserters who felt ashamed waved their weapons and shouted together.

Next, this small force led by the ranger and the demon hunter rushed towards the bridge.

As soon as they arrived at the bridge, a group of Nilfgard cavalry in green cloaks suddenly appeared in front of them.

Obviously, the Livia line of defense on the dock has been breached.

The horseshoe slaps on the bridge, and in everyone's heart, there is a sound of "dong dong dong".

However, Lu Qi, who led the way in the front, didn't have the slightest panic on his expression, even his brows were not frowned.

"Come just right!"

I saw him insert the steel sword into the bridge deck casually, then put his hands together, his eyes condensed.

When the black cavalry who came rushing thought that the black-haired man who had stopped them was too scared to move, Lu Qi moved!

"drink!"

Accompanied by a violent drink, both hands slammed forward, and the air that had been brewing for a long time rushed out with a violent burst of air.

Only heard a loud "bang", the black cavalry rushing out, like being knocked away by a tornado, instantly turned their horses on their backs, and fell from the bridge into the river one after another!

Upon seeing this, the deserters behind him were stunned.

But ~www.ltnovel.com~ the next second, the morale that fell to the bottom was like chicken blood, soaring!

If there is someone who can use magic to beat the commander, will we still lose? Will you be driven away by the enemy?

And Lu Qi's next actions made them believe that they will definitely win this battle!

Although it can't be like Triss, rub the fireball with her hand to blow up the enemy. However, Lu Qi can do something new!

Take out a bottle of kerosene from the [Item Space], pour it on the steel sword, then shake the bottle, and swipe the left hand over the sword body!

In the next second, the sword suddenly ignited bursts of flames, turning it into a sword of raging fire!

Holding the sword of flame in his hand, Lu Qi, with a vigorous stature, led the charge:

"Kill me!!!"

As soon as the voice fell, the soldiers behind them waved their weapons one after another, responding:

"kill!!!"