You and me under the world tree

"My lord, what should we do next?"

"What else? Let's see what happens. Let's see tomorrow."

Although he still hesitated in his heart, he quickly made a decision.

"If tomorrow, the eastern defense line is helpless, then we will launch a general attack, this time we will directly attack the eastern defense line!"

"Yes!"

The soldiers, including Rudiger, all bowed their heads.

As far as the eastern defense line is concerned, the second day was another fierce beast.

Then, this time, there is no fuel, just trebuchets and arrows and tripwires!

Still riding on the horse, Wittig just stared at the scarlet potion in his hand.

It's something he's diluted.

He really didn't want to touch this bottle of potion, because he had never drank it before, so he didn't know how far it could be cured.

He wanted to leave this bottle of potion to his family.

However, until last night, he realized that he might not be able to hold on, and he finally got a little bit of profit.

It's just a small amount, and then diluted with a lot of water, combined with other drugs that can forcibly stimulate the spirit.

"I really wouldn't want to drink if I could."

Watching the fierce beast attacking from a distance, Wittig slowly closed his eyes.

But there is no way.

Because the King of Hunlan was more cautious than he thought.

"Do we really have to wait until we run out of ammunition and food?"

No, it must not be like that.

and so……

Before you get completely hooked!

"I come……"

'Crack'

He opened the medicine bottle and downed the scarlet simplified potion in one go!

Then, a scarlet glow seemed to flash in his eyes.

That was brutal.

That was berserk.

That's fighting intent.

"Can……"

The body seems to be recovering, and even the previously weak legs can exert strength.

He tried to move his legs.

At the same time, the pure white steed Skaiming also seemed to notice the master's recovery.

She hissed.

"咴"

"Please, Skemin! I need you!"

'boom'

In the end, Shen Jun jumped directly from the city wall and was crushed to pieces on the ground.

Then, start running and charging!

The divine sword ignited the brilliance of the elements, and the warrior's eyes shone with killing intent.

How long can it last?

he does not know.

However, you must do your best!

"Legion Commander!"

Under the call of the soldiers, the warrior turned into a huge sword and directly charged into the monster.

'boom'

The flame is burning.

'crash'

The running water is washing away.

'Kaz'

Finally, the wind of extreme cold began to blow.

"Right, that is it."

Swinging the divine sword Mimonger bursting with magical power, a huge radiant blade began to sway.

With the power of one person, he directly blocked the ferocious beast tide from the line of defense.

The Taniguchi of the valley seems to be a natural meat grinder.

In the end, the snowflakes that seemed to be made of the blood of monsters began to scatter.

"Just... one person?"

"That is the No. [-] Excalibur Warrior in Gothic?"

Under the bloody flowers, the aggressive silver snake raised its proud head.

His sword is invincible, and his armor is embellished with the blood of the enemy!

"Wittig."

"Wittig Wielanderson."

"I save..."

In front of the empty city wall, Wittig seemed to be yelling something.

But before he could say anything more, a piercing pain came to his heart.

"Well……"

In the end, he lay directly on Skemin's generous back.

"puff"

He started vomiting blood.

"Legion Commander!"

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_(:з」∠)_

I might be a little busy recently, and if there are no accidents, I will return to my hometown in about two days, so I have been packing things at home.

In addition...

Anke is really hard to write.

Anke in my impression: the option to play tricks makes people laugh, and the direction of the plot is under control.

When I really started to write Anke: the choice of stalks must be hit, and the plot goes berserk all the way without looking back.

Is it in this river?

Chapter 58: The Hungarian Raid

In the evening, in the Hungarian tent, Rudiger was reporting what his scouts had seen.

"Is what you said true?"

It seemed that he was carefully tasting the goat's milk wine produced locally, Etzel just said in a low voice.

"Yes, that's right, that's what the frontline scouts said. The Frontier Corps didn't use kerosene this time. This is not a conventional tactic, but Wittig did it."

Rudiger nodded slowly.

"The elemental brilliance of the Excalibur bloomed on the battlefield, tearing up those monsters."

"Does he still have such power?"

Although it was true to say so, Etzel was not nervous at all.

If there is anything to care about, it is probably Wittig's choice.

Could it be that he drank the bottle of potion in the end?

Did he give up his original idea?

At the beginning, after learning that Wittig could only sit in a wheelchair and had never fully recovered, Etzel felt that the Excalibur Warrior should have decided to leave the bottle of life potion to someone more important to him use.

As for who it was, he was kept in the dark for now.

But just when Etzel was thinking this way, and he didn't have any clues or conclusions, he heard the words of his subordinates again.

"However, his condition this time does not seem to be very good. The scouts said that he not only vomited blood, but even fell off his horse."

"Ok?"

After hearing what Rudiger said, Etzel subconsciously frowned.

"Is it that serious?"

"Yes, he doesn't seem to last long at all. It seems that the previous intelligence is correct."

The news that came out from within the Gothic Kingdom was that Wittig himself no longer has much fighting power.

He has to use a wheelchair when he appears in front of everyone.

There is no need to wonder why the Hungarian Empire can receive such news.

Although due to the state of war, the Hungarian Empire has maintained a normal state of trade so far, but it is actually the giant country Jotunheim.

And this trade is actually limited to the border of Jotunheim and the Iron Forest.

Because of the dangerous situation of monsters scurrying in the eastern plain, coupled with the strong attitude of the rising Hungary to the outside world, it is basically impossible to trade through official channels.

And even those businessmen from the people may have great courage and enough spare power to start from the Danish border and go to the eastern plains to do business with the people there.

Sell ​​items from the west of the atrium world to these residents who are accustomed to nomadic life, and then import local specialties (such as milk wine and furs of Warcraft) from these nomads.

These tend to make a lot of money for business people, because when very different cultures collide, there are always business opportunities.

And it is inevitable that rare things are expensive.

However, this level is far from enough.

Because at the level of intelligence exchange, if you want to obtain specific information from the so-called commercial channels, you must have an official background in it.

Because only when the kingdom maintains stability, has good relations, and even actively promotes exchanges in this area, then the information exchange between the two sides will be accelerated.

And some major news will become relatively transparent.

But obviously, the Gothic Kingdom has always adopted a relatively conservative strategy towards Hungary.

Coupled with the outbreak of the war, if you want to get news about the Goths through some folk channels, it is no less than a dream in theory.

So, how could Etzel, the great king of Hungary, know what happened in the Gothic Kingdom?

Then it's about those guys.