Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 646 648. Moment

Following Shan En's lofty and tragic words, the surrounding staff officers and commanders all nodded as if they were deeply convinced.

It seems that they are all the most heroic patriots.

But in this sacred atmosphere, there was one issue that these people ignored intentionally or unintentionally.

The sincere officers and staff present here should stay at the rear even during the counterattack, right?

And after a possible failure, they should be the first to withdraw from the battlefield, right?

As for the ordinary soldiers fighting on the front line of the battlefield, may the great sun redeem their heroic souls!

Menno Kuhorn knelt sadly on the forest ground.

In his ears were the voices of young officers who were respectful to him, eager to learn and smart, discussing the situation of the war in a camp.

The senior officers don't want to implicate themselves because of the army's failure, so they can allow tens of thousands of Nilfgaardian regular troops to charge the enemy in an unorganized manner!

Sean said, ‘bear all the consequences’.

But what consequences does he have?

The Slave Merchant Association behind him is the most vicious group even among the merchant associations that eat people without spitting out their bones.

In order to marry the vice-chairman's daughter, he himself went to find connections to frame up the woman's original husband, a promising secretary of the Ministry of Finance.

Make that secretary lose her head.

If he fails and his status and importance are weakened, those members of the Slave Traders Association who have long been dissatisfied with his use of resources will eat him directly!

Menno Kuhhorn saw clearly, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Because he couldn't defeat the greed of these people.

After all, the conditions have been clearly laid out on the gambling table.

As long as they break through and withdraw their troops, it means that the battle has failed, and it means that senior officers like them will no longer have the status and resources they once had.

But what if you take a gamble and put the lives of 50,000 Nilfgaardian regular troops on the gambling table and win?

Anyway, even if they lose, they won't die, right?

When the price will not touch the bottom line, but the harvest is extraordinary, who can restrain his gambler's mentality?

At least among this group, not.

So Menno Kuhorn could only watch helplessly as these senior officers led 50,000 Nilfgaardian soldiers towards death.

And he couldn't change anything.

until

"Your craziness really opened my eyes."

In this dry winter forest, behind the shadowy and sharp branches, an admiring and solemn voice appeared.

In an instant, the eager discussions among the young and energetic senior officers were like a fire suddenly poured with cold water on their heads.

Everything froze in an instant, including the expressions on the faces of these senior officers.

Deep in the woods, a figure that was obviously taller than ordinary people was walking from behind the dead branches of the woods.

Those tough and sharp dead branches were separated by him like air, and the dead branches made a slight "prick" sound as they scratched the metal on the surface of his armor.

This sound seemed to scratch everyone's heart.

But unlike the whispers of those seductive waitresses in the club, this voice almost freezes the blood in your body!

At this moment, the pupils of the senior officers began to expand uncontrollably, their breathing became rapid, and the muscles on their faces trembled.

subsequently

"Bang!!!"

It’s still that unique sound that no one can forget, and no one dares to forget, like a church bell!

The dark sword flew out from the dead branches and trees, more than one meter above the ground!

The roaring air flow even lifted a layer of humus from the woods on the ground!

The heavy sword flashed with black light, and then the bright red blood was swept up to the sky, and then fell back to the ground.

"Ahh!!!"

The half-slowed screams came from the mouths of those who had lost contact with half of their bodies.

In this dry forest it is like the cries of a dying crow.

The senior officers who had just impeached the command of their marshal, those who commanded 50,000 people in the hope of a desperate charge, had nothing left at this moment.

[turbid current] After finally cutting off the limbs of several people, the big sword whirled into the trunk of a thick tree and got stuck there.

A mixture of blood and minced meat was still dripping from the dark sword blade.

There was a 'crack' sound, which was the sound coming from the direction where the big sword was flying.

The figure that was so huge that it was larger than an ordinary person rushed out with an unparalleled sense of oppression.

Even the heavy cavalry's lance charge would never be more terrifying than Lan En at this time!

The sword was not drawn at all, and the armor-plated boots directly hit the chest of a survivor.

The opponent's high-quality armor, which was made of solid materials and had a layer of black enamel, sank immediately as if it had been hit by a war hammer from the front.

A strong man wearing armor flew out upside down and hit the trunk of the dead forest, shaking the branches of the tree so that they swayed and made a rattling sound.

Thick, minced blood flowed out of his mouth uncontrollably.

And Sir Shane, who was so impassioned just now, was like a war hero who was about to turn the tide.

Before he could react, Lan En's big hand directly pressed the helmet on his head.

Then Lan En pushed his helmet back.

There was a crisp sound of "click", and a limp body lay on the ground.

In less than two seconds, the legion command team who withdrew from the portal used by the original command post was completely wiped out except for Menno Kuhorn who was kneeling on the ground.

All impassionedness and scheming disappear with the death of the body.

Menno Kuhorn stared blankly at the mutilated limbs and corpses in front of him.

He has experienced too many changes in a short period of time, and even with his battle-hardened mentality, he is now in a state where he cannot react.

He watched Lan En walk up to the big sword that had been cut into the tree trunk, and pulled out the terrifying big sword with one hand.

The other hand touched the blade of the sword, and there was a "stab" sound, and the metal of the steel-plated leather glove rubbed against the metal of the sword.

The layer of blood, minced meat, and fat on the sword was also cleared away.

"How did you find me here?"

Menno Kuhorn himself didn't know how he had the courage to ask this question at this time.

Maybe his mentality is really abnormal now.

But unexpectedly, the witcher answered him.

"It is not difficult to deduce your evacuation direction. After all, I have calculated all the options you have."

"As soon as you left, I came in this direction. And just now, you asked that very powerful sorceress to send the final message."

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