The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Elves

Chapter 282 Stark sends troops

Author: Bamboo Basket Frame Water

Chapter 282 Stark sends troops

In Winterfell, everyone's attention was attracted by the sudden appearance of the injured cavalry. Even Ciri put down the weapon in her hand and looked at the visitor nervously.

Could it be that the Wild Hunt has really caught up?

"No... Nori..."

Seeing the soldier coming to the stable and weakly falling off his horse, Ed quickly let go of Caitlin in his arms and ran towards the stable.

In the stable, Sir Roderick, who was in charge of training the soldiers, was supporting the cavalryman who fell off his horse. He handed the cowhide bag in his hand to him and said comfortingly:

"Drink some of this, young man, it will make you feel better."

"Ahem...thank you Sir..."

After taking the cowhide bag, the thirsty cavalryman hurriedly pulled out the stopper, swallowed the cool beer in the water bag, and then collapsed weakly on the ground.

After checking the arrow wounds on the cavalry, Roderick did not recklessly pull out the arrow stuck in the cavalry's thigh, but chose to break the beautifully shaped arrow.

"Let Maester Luwin come here. This young man was shot by a cone-headed arrow. He must undergo surgery immediately to remove the arrowhead!"

After inspecting the arrow with exquisite patterns painted on the arrow shaft, Roderick ordered his entourage to call the bachelor to come to heal the injury, while secretly sighing:

"What exquisite patterns. Not to mention those savages and mountain clans, even none of our northern earls can be so luxurious, right?"

After all, for the people in the north, they would rather make more durable arrows than waste time carving patterns on them.

Just when Roderick was holding the arrow and looking at it carefully, Ciri suddenly came to his side, suppressing the uneasiness in her heart and asked:

"Sir Roderick, could you please show me this arrow? Maybe I will know who the owner of this arrow is?"

"Of course, Ms. Shiri, it would be great if you really knew the identities of those damn criminals!"

After hearing Ciri's inquiry, Rodrick handed the arrow shaft to Ciri without hesitation, and then looked at the other party expectantly.

Most of the Stark soldiers, including Roderick, welcomed this young woman who was highly skilled in martial arts and easy-going.

Especially after learning about the other party's tragic experience of being hunted down, Roderick even treated her as his own daughter.

"Thank you, Sir."

After receiving the arrow from Roderick, Ciri looked at the brown arrow shaft carefully, and then her beautiful face was immediately covered in pale white.

Because whether it was the carved patterns on it or the wood used to make the arrow shafts, she was very familiar with them because she had been injured by such arrows several times in the past.

It's the arrows of the Wild Hunt Cavalry!

After returning the arrow shaft to Sir Roderick, Ciri looked blankly at the Duke's sons, Robb and Jon Snow, who were waiting for her in the distance, and couldn't help but murmur:

"They are really coming after me. I should have thought of it... No, I have to leave Winterfell!"

"What's wrong, Xili, do you really know the owner of this arrow?"

Seeing the somewhat lost Shiri, Ed, who had been standing aside to observe the other person's face, immediately came over and asked seriously:

"Norri Village is a village affiliated with Winterfell. Although I don't know who the people who are chasing you are, this matter is no longer your private matter!

According to the report of the cavalryman, Nori was attacked by dozens of heavily armed heavy cavalry, so I prepared to lead the troops to Nori myself.

Now, as the Warden of the North and Lord Stark, I ask you to tell me the identities of those invaders!"

"You can't go. Those heavy cavalry are the elf cavalry belonging to the King of Wild Hunt. Your soldiers are definitely no match for them!"

Upon hearing this, Ciri, who had planned to leave Winterfell, immediately spoke anxiously to stop this unnecessary sacrifice.

She knew very well that although the Stark guards in Winterfell were all well-trained and excellent warriors, those elves knew how to use magic!

In the face of the magic of the elves, humans without the magic-blocking golden amulet are like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, with no power to fight back!

(Magic gold, a metal that can suppress magical energy in the wizarding world)

However, before she could continue to speak, Ed waved his hand to signal Ciri to stop talking, and then ordered Roderick who was standing by:

"Gather the guards of the Stark family, and then send a raven to inform Lord Jon of Hearth City and ask him to send troops to Norri with me and prepare for battle!"

Nori Village is a subordinate village located in the mountains to the north of Winterfell. Since it is very close to the Great Wall in the north, it is managed most of the time with the assistance of Hearth City.

According to past traditions, this matter should be left to Lord Jon Umber of Hearth City to handle.

But as the Guardian of the North, the upright Duke Ed would not just watch some wild hunt appear in his territory and kill everyone, while he remained indifferent!

Xili looked at the righteous Duke, and seemed to be infected by the 'light of righteousness' in him, so she patted the sword in her hand:

"This happened because of me. If this is the case, then I will go with you!"

Facing Xili's firm eyes, Ed also knew that the other party had made up his mind, so he just reminded him:

"Okay, but remember to protect yourself. You have already eaten the salt and bread of our Stark family. I don't want news that the Stark family violated guest etiquette to spread in Westeros in the future."

After saying that, Ed took Sir Roderick out of the stables and began to prepare to go to Nori Village.

...Half an hour later, on the training ground.

Ed, who was dressed in military uniform, was riding on horseback, looking at the Stark family guards gathered in the venue, and nodded silently.

According to Ciri's intelligence, although Ed didn't quite believe that the enemy was the so-called 'elves', he was still prepared to fight the heavy cavalry.

After a while, Roderick brought Ciri, who had put on the Northern Armor, to the training ground, and then reported to Ed Hui:

"Lord Ed, I have summoned 50 northern riders and 200 Stark infantry. Together with the Amber family's army, it should be enough to fight against those marauders."

"Well, let's go!"

Following Ed's order, many Stark family warriors left Winterfell and headed towards the northern village of Norri.

Looking at the direwolf riding in the team, Ciri, who was also riding on horseback, secretly made up her mind and was ready to sacrifice herself at any time.

'If the war situation really develops towards the worst, then I will take the initiative to reveal my identity. I think Eredin will not...'

"Hey, Sister Xili, what are you thinking about?"

Just when Xili was deep in thought, a war horse suddenly came to her side from behind, and then she heard a young voice asking her curiously.

Hearing this familiar figure, Xili hurriedly looked at the young figure holding a lance next to her, and then subconsciously exclaimed:

"Jon Snow? Aren't you practicing swordsmanship with your elder brother in the training ground? Why are you here?"

"Hehe, it's not just me, Robb and Theon also followed quietly. We all hope to help defeat the bad guys who are chasing Sister Ciri, and at the same time avenge Nori Village!"

On horseback, Jon raised his eyebrows behind him somewhat proudly, and then Ciri noticed that there were two cloaked figures following closely behind the cavalry team.

It is Lord Eddard's eldest son Robb Stark, and his adopted son Theon Greyjoy!

Both of them were wearing the same paneled leather armor as the surrounding northern riders, with iron helmets on their heads. No one even noticed that they were heirs of the Stark family!

After noticing Ciri's gaze, Robb raised his head slightly, and then showed a sunny smile to Ciri.

hiss--

Seeing this scene, Ciri couldn't help but touch her forehead. She immediately realized the seriousness of the problem and scolded Jon, who was smiling playfully next to her:

"Do you think this is fun? Robb is Duke Eddard's eldest son. Have you thought about the consequences if something unexpected happens?"

"Don't worry, sister Ciri. Theon and I will protect Robb well, and our swordsmanship has also improved during this period. This time we just find an opportunity to practice our skills."

What the hell, are you using Wild Hunt to practice?!

Seeing Jon in front of him, who was a newborn calf who was not afraid of tigers, and Robb and Theon who were still laughing and joking behind him, Ciri felt a headache.

Even her father, Geralt, the demon hunter known as the 'White Wolf', dare not be careless in the battle with the Wild Hunt. If you dare to use the Wild Hunt to practice, you are better than Geralt!

"Hey... I will tell Duke Ed about this matter. I advise you, Mouse Tail Juice, to reflect on it and don't do such clever things again in the future."

After saying that, he patted the horse on his crotch, rode towards Duke Eddard in the center of the team, and reported what happened to Robb and others following them.

After all, for the sake of the lives of these young people, Ciri didn't mind sending them back to Winterfell for the time being, and then dealing with the Wild Hunt.

After hearing Shiri's report, Ed also set his sights on the three young figures behind the team, frowned and declined politely:

"Forget it, they are the cubs of the Stark family. If they have not experienced the baptism of blood, what is the difference between them and the hounds raised in captivity?"

Hearing this, Ciri, who was just an outsider, couldn't say much. She could only pray that the one who came to chase her this time was not the King of the Wild Hunt - Eredin.

However, it seems that not everyone can understand her good intentions:

"What? The eldest son of the Stark family kindly came to help her deal with her pursuers, but she actually secretly reported it to Lord Eddard. What a bitch!"

At the back of the team, Theon looked at Ciri who was accompanying Eddard, and couldn't help but sarcastically said to Robb in a somewhat mean voice:

"Don't she know how to please you, the future guardian of the North? It seems that this woman's brain is not in direct proportion to Nako's..."

"Keep your mouth clean, Xion. Don't forget that the reason why our swordsmanship has been greatly improved during this period is thanks to Ms. Ciri's patient teaching."

Hearing such vulgar words, Robb scolded Theon angrily, then pulled the hood on his head and quietly observed Ciri's back.

At this time, Robb was only 15 years old, which was a beautiful age for young people to have their first love.

In these short two weeks of getting along, although Robb didn't fall in love with Ciri at first sight, he also developed some affection for this intellectual and elegant white-haired sister.

Who can resist an intimate white-haired elder sister with a gentle temperament, superb swordsmanship, and rich experience?

Seeing that his friend who had been with him for many years seemed to be really focused on Ciri, Theon couldn't help but look at the sexy and mature figure in the distance, and said to Robb with a bit of a smirk:

"Why, has our Young Wolf Lord reached the age of releasing himself? How about I prepare some poison for you, or find you some high-quality prostitutes from Winterfell?"

"What are you talking about?! I won't do such a thing that insults the honor of the family. I advise you to restrain yourself in the future and stop being so wild!"

Seeing that Robb seemed to be really angry, Theon could only curl his lips, and then retorted in a low voice unwillingly:

"Humph~ Robb, you will regret it."

"Theon, I am Stark's eldest son!"

Accompanied by the noise of the two men, the Stark family's personal guard army finally left the jurisdiction of Winterfell and marched towards the Long Lake in the distance.

————Northern Territory, Long Lake

The Long Lake is a giant lake located north of Winterfell and west of Hearth City.

At this time, on the snowfield next to the lake, the soldiers of the Stark family were sitting around a simple camp fire, waiting for reinforcements from the Amber family to arrive.

Ed and Robb were sitting patiently by the fire chatting. Looking at Ciri who was grilling fish on the fire next to him, Robb asked curiously:

"Ms. Xili, you seem to be very good at survival and hunting skills in the wild. What did you do before?"

"Before..."

After hearing Robb's words, Ciri couldn't help but recall her childhood experience of escaping from the Nilfgaardians and her training as a witcher in Kaer Morhen.

Thinking that she still had to evade the pursuit of the King of Wild Hunt, Xili couldn't help but have a wry smile on her beautiful face, and then said vaguely:

"Since I can remember, I seem to have been pursuing the fate of escaping, and I have received various trainings in swordsmanship and alchemy to facilitate my escape."

"Really... That was really a tragic experience. If you don't mind, you can make Winterfell your home."

Looking at Shirley who was eating grilled fish, Ed couldn't help but recall his two daughters in his mind, and there was a touch of tenderness in his eyes.

Hearing this, Xili's eyes also showed a hint of surprise. However, before she could open her mouth to refuse, she heard the sentry next to her shout:

"It's the giant flag with a red background! Your Excellency, reinforcements from the Amber family have arrived!"

(End of chapter)