Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1187 1169. Scouting Team

The forward scout team was used as a target, but who was this target meant to attract to attack?

Looking at the group of short figures in this team, the answer is self-evident.

Lan En squinted at Zoltan beside him.

"You should also understand it, right?"

"Yeah." The dwarf with a face full of flesh responded in a muffled voice, "I'm not stupid, what is there to not understand? But we followed Yarpan out, and we have thought it through."

"I'm Zoltan Ziva! Since the decision has been made, there is nothing to complain about, just get on with the work."

"Hey, are you a dwarf from the Ziva clan?"

Speaking of Zoltan's surname, Lan En raised his eyebrows, and he remembered his past experience.

In order to find the master-level equipment drawings of the Bear School, he once went to the Amel Mountains in the south, and helped a group of secluded dwarf clans solve their problems in the mountains.

"Lens Ziva." Lan En turned to Zoltan and said, "Do you know this name?"

"Ah?" The dwarf turned his head in surprise, holding the reins, "That's the great elder of my clan! How do you know him? I haven't heard of his name for decades since I moved to Mahakam."

"I have been to the Amel Mountains, and I helped each other with the dwarves of Hainburg!"

Lan En said familiarly.

By the way, he remembered the dwarves who admired the demon hunter because they gave Regis a grand and tragic "death".

"Haha!" After comparing the information with each other again, Zoltan's short legs swayed happily in the driver's seat, "It really comforts me to hear news from my hometown in this damn situation."

The convoy moved along the mountain wall of Mahakam beside the Pontar River and headed towards the Pontar River Valley.

The primary goal of this convoy is to go to the floating port.

That is a trading town established by Temeria in the Pontar River Valley.

The importance of the location of the Pontar River Valley is self-evident, and the valley is very long. Even the lightest boat riding the most turbulent water flow would take a whole day to barely complete it.

Although Temeria lost to Aedirn decades ago in the battle for the most important military stronghold in the valley, the Haji Fortress.

The river section after the Haji Fortress belongs to the territory of Aedirn.

But Temeria could not leave the Pontar River Valley unused, so within its own territory, Foltest established a trading town of initial scale by water transportation.

Although the sudden change seems to be spreading to cover the entire Pontar River Valley, Temeria always has to take care of the interests within its own territory first.

"But this strategy is too passive."

Lan En muttered to himself as his body was shaken by the wheels of the carriage rolling over the rocky road.

In this forward scout team mixed with many non-human races, Sakia was chatting with Yarpan.

It seemed that the dwarves' boldness and straightforwardness, as well as their many years of experience, made Sakia feel very compatible. The two of them began to laugh from time to time.

The originally oppressive atmosphere became slightly relieved.

The Klinfeld plunderers still vigilantly scanned the grass and trees in front of them, but also began to discuss some possible situations and tactics with the people in the dwarf team, intending to achieve simple cooperation in an emergency.

In addition, not only these people, but also some mercenaries with half-elf blood were incorporated into this forward scout team.

They were not familiar with others, and could only occasionally interject when they were busy on the road, and they were silent the rest of the time.

Heretics are more hateful than pagans. If you think in this way, then there is no doubt that if the Squirrel Party takes action, it will definitely go to this forward scout team first.

After all, in their view, these people are traitors among their race.

"What did you say? What moved you?"

Zoltan was holding the reins with one hand, holding the kettle with his elbow, and trying to pull the cork open with the other hand to drink some water.

"No, nothing." Lan En shook his head and reached out to help him.

"Ah, thank you." Zoltan wiped the remaining water droplets on his beard and said, and at the same time, he naturally forgot what he had just said.

"No, you're welcome." Lan En said as he reached out to the alchemical leather bag on his waist.

He accurately grabbed the conical crystal inside, and the roaring bear head pendant on his neck trembled slightly, and then quickly returned to calm.

In less than two minutes, a horse attendant who was delivering the message came up from behind the caravan.

After he poked his head out to search among the vanguard scouts for a while, he found that there were actually three or four people wearing magic cloaks.

So he could only control the horse to trot while shouting: "Madam Triss Merigold, the royal advisor, is looking for someone, the one from last night, who is it? Raise your hand."

Lan En, who was sitting next to Zoltan in the front of the team, raised his hand.

All eyes were immediately on him.

Because there were many people in the middle, it was difficult to pass, so the attendant simply shouted to Lan En: "Get off the car and wait for the lady, do you hear me?"

Only after Lan En nodded did he return to the back of the team to report.

Then Lan En said hello to Zoltan in the same car and prepared to stand up.

The short-haired dwarf with a cockscomb opened his mouth and looked up and down at his travel companion, especially at his lower body, and gave him a look mixed with respect.

"What's going on?" Next to the carriage, Sakia rode closer and asked in a low voice, "Is this some kind of trouble?"

"This is not a trouble!" Yarpan in the back car laughed loudly, "My God, what kind of magic potion did you feed that sorceress?"

"It is said that sorceresses have strong desires and can ruin several men at a time, but you actually let her linger?"

"You just came out of her big tent this morning, and now she can't help it again. Tsk tsk tsk."

The strange comparison and respect of the men made Sakia confused.

After all, even the Clintfield plunderer next to him had this expression.

"You said it was a legend, Yarpan." Lan En jumped off the carriage from Zoltan's side. "You are also an old man, don't always use legends to bluff people."

"Anyway!" The convoy continued to move forward and passed by Lan En who had stopped. Yarpan smoothed his side-parted Mohawk hair, and with a tacit smile of men, he bowed slightly to Lan En in the driver's seat of the carriage.

"Have a good time."

In response, Lan En reached out and patted the buttocks of the horse he was driving. The sudden acceleration made Yarpan curse, and he pulled the reins to calm down.

The convoy kept moving forward, and Lan En, who stopped, naturally fell behind.

Finally, after passing the contemptuous and disgusted eyes of the White Rose Knights, a brisk sound of horse hooves came over.

Triss sat on the back of a docile mare, and the ups and downs of her body made the soldiers in the convoy unable to control their eyes.

"How did you stay among those White Rose Knights for so long?"

The long convoy was still rolling forward, and the sound of the wheels made the two people's conversation less cautious.

Lane shrugged: "I would believe their eyes if they said they would stab you in the back when you turned around."

The smiling red-haired sorceress looked quite indifferent.

"If I cared about other people's eyes, I would not be a sorceress, dear."

"Dress tightly, wrap your hair, wash clothes and cook, and then be slapped by your husband at home until your nose and face are swollen. But do you think I am that kind of person?"

As she said, the sorceress slit the hem of the skirt on the side of the horse facing Lan En with a smirk, and pulled it up a little higher. Revealing her round and white thighs.

The witcher shook his head and chuckled: "Of course, you are not that kind of person. You are [Fearless Merigold]."

Then, the witcher restrained the smile between lovers and showed the seriousness of doing business.

So Triss also changed her mindset from flirting to work.

"Hyward and the group of White Roses want to use the vanguard as a target, which is not a problem in terms of tactics. But they didn't even provide shields and arrow shields on the car, which is purely a disregard for human life."

Lane said in a deep voice.

In military tactics, setting bait and targets is normal, and no one can say anything.

But the difference between "setting bait" and "abandoning troops" lies in whether the bait troops are given appropriate equipment and supplies, as well as subsequent support plans, and the necessity of using this tactic.

There is no doubt that Hyward is using the vanguard as consumables.

"I can allocate some equipment to them. Although Hyward and the White Roses are eager to expel me, I am here as a magic support on behalf of the Temeria royal family. This is not difficult."

The mare under Triss's crotch wandered.

"But you should not use the crystal to talk to me just for these things?"

"Indeed." Lan En nodded and admitted, "Hiward wants to take the team to the floating port, this action has already explained the problem."

"If you want to deal with monsters, or some kind of magical mutation, then you should take the initiative to investigate. Instead of going to a certain place to strengthen defense first. He really thinks that the current problem is just the rebellion of the squirrel party."

After sighing at this self-deceiving fool, Lan En raised his chin decisively to Triss.

"Can you sense those abnormal chaos magic now? Let's go and take a look."

"Hearsay is not as accurate as actual investigation."

"Of course I have no problem. The scope of that thing's influence and the traces left behind are very terrifying. I can feel it."

Triss first said seriously and solemnly, but then a teasing smile appeared on her face.

"But a lustful sorceress led a man to disappear in the team. This statement is really fascinating. Isn't it?"