The Journey of the Demon Hunter

Not to mention that the consumption of food is even more alarming, and the empire has been unable to sustain it.

But all this had to be thrown to the logistics officer to solve the problem. The Marshal sighed and took a deep breath of the cold air from a foreign land. He took out a letter from under his breastplate.

Just a month ago, he received a letter from his family in the South. His wife told him in the letter that his child would soon graduate from Imperial College, and hoped that as his father, Menor Kochlen could come back after the war. Attend the child's graduation ceremony. In this letter, his good wife also specially invited a painter to paint a simple statue for her and her child. Now there is still one person missing in this painting, and the wife hopes to draw a portrait of their family together when he comes back.

Looking at the portrait on this letter, the marshal smiled. His son has grown up and is more and more like his father. He must be able to become a Nilfgaard like his father.

He has been fighting in the North for three consecutive years. This is the fourth year. Since the Battle of Sintra, he has hardly been able to return home once. Only when the last peace agreement was signed, he went home to visit. The family, but happened to run into his son in the college, but the next day, he was called back to deal with the rebellion of Nasaier and Aibin, so that the time staggered with the son returning home, this became the biggest in his heart. Regret.

With a long sigh, Marshal Kochlen folded his family letter, put it back in his clothes, and patted the pocket with the letter. He had his hands behind and looked north. He knew that his enemy was waiting for him in the north.

Chapter 975: The General of the North

"This is a letter from your majesty, chief marshal!"

In the coalition camp in Mapoli, Marshal John Natalis received military information from the front.

The messenger squeezed into the camp. He was panting, sweating profusely, and mud all over his boots. However, he protected the letters to be escorted very well, and he did not even stain the letters with anything that was not letter paper.

The bald marshal reached out and took the letter brought by the messenger. He moved his shoulders, and the armor of Marshal Temalia on his body made a metal crash. He has not taken off this armor for two consecutive days. Since the arrival of spring and the snow melted, the Temorian soldier appointed as the chief marshal of the Northern Allied Forces has hardly relaxed for a day. Many northern countries are generals and marshals, but no one is willing to stand up and take over the position of commander-in-chief of the coalition forces.

No one thinks they can win this war. The Nilfgaards have unstoppably destroyed the five kingdoms, Sintra, Livia, Aden, Bruges and Verden. Now, they have targeted Tamoria. Although the northern countries have the largest number of soldiers, Redania, with the strongest overall national strength, should be even more qualified to send their generals to serve as the chief marshal. But in fact, most of the nobles in Redania are considering how to surrender, and the front door of Nilfgard's embassy in Redania is crowded. Only a few Redanian nobles dared to resist, and these people basically came to the front of Maribo. Among these nobles, the highest standing was an earl.

So John Natalis took over as the marshal to command this seemingly defeated war.

The country needs him, so he stepped forward. Except for him, no one dared to stand up and take over this position. His face is like a statue carved out of stone. Few people can see too many expressions from above, but he doesn't need much, he has always used his actions to prove it.

He unfolded the letter with the king's coat of arms, and after looking back and forth twice, he ordered the clerk who was waiting on the side.

"Your Majesty has won. He has captured the Mayena Fortress. Immediately write an order to give orders to the Mahakam Volunteers, Tamoria, Redania, Bruges and the Liberty Corps to move them to the west of Maribo, Let the messenger send it out as quickly as possible."

The clerk quickly wrote Marshal Natalia's orders on the letter paper. After receiving the letter, the royal messengers on standby outside the door mounted their horses and ran to different camps. Eight thousand people went to attack the Mayena Fortress, and another two thousand soldiers were sent to other areas of Maribo to ensure that they would not be attacked by the Nilfgaards.

The order was quickly issued, and the marshal could already hear the noise made by tens of thousands of people moving to the camp.

"How old are you?"

John Natalia looked at the clerk who had returned after issuing the order. He looked very young, with a trace of immaturity on his face.

"Nineteen years old, Lord Marshal." The clerk rubbed his eyes and replied. There were orders and letters everywhere, and the clerk hardly stopped.

"Go and rest." Marshal Natalis said to him, "I will settle this tent. I will go to the city to rest for a night. When I wake up tomorrow, remember to keep up with the logistics team."

"How can this be, sir, this is my duty..."

"History will not be faulted just because you missed one day's record." Natalis said to the young man, "Go, get your spirits up, and when the war begins, we will all be busy."

The clerk picked up his pens and papers. He was already very sleepy. He was dealing with records and orders for a long time, so that the position of clerk was no easier than those soldiers. After thanking the marshal, the clerk left the camp. Natalis looked at the leaving figure of the clerk and shook his head gently.

If his son hadn't died in the plague, he should be this age now.

Looking at the map hung on the camp tent, after the clerk left, only Natalis was left in the big tent.

He could be sure that the Nilfgard had already begun to act. He knows his opponent, Menor Kochlen, a marshal known for maneuvering and quick interleaving outflanks. Natalis has studied the tactics used by the Nilfgard at the beginning of the Second Battle of the North. Before taking a firm foothold, the Allied forces of Aden and Livia found that their back road had been outflanked by Nilfgard’s cavalry corps, so the coalition forces were forced to retreat, but a large number of infantry forces could never surpass Nilfgard’s cavalry. , So more than 30,000 coalition forces were continuously and thoroughly pulled, surrounded by the Nilfgard infantry who followed, and annihilated one by one.

Excellent tactics.

John Natalis touched his slightly stubborn chin. The Nilfgard people have been using this tactic. Even the Marshal of the North, he has to admire it. This tactic is used by a large army of infantry. Said abnormally effective. But the Nilfgard people should not think that only they know how to learn new tactics, and the northerners will also learn effective warfare techniques. He could almost guess that Kochlen would inevitably lead all the cavalry troops, roundabout from the side, trying to outflank the flank of the coalition stationed in Mapori.

He would never wait foolishly for the other party to complete the outflank. And he is not a fool who knows that the enemy is three times as large as himself, and still fights the enemy head-on. Generally speaking, the Nilfgard has an absolute advantage in numbers, but he must find opportunities to create a close battle.

"Your Excellency Marshal."

Suddenly, there was a puffy voice from the front door of the camp. A Redanian soldier who seemed to be in his fifties but was still healthy walked in. John Natalis knew him. This was Cobbs de Ruit, the ninth Earl of De Ruit, who led Redania to support the reinforcements on the Maribo front.

"Why are my troops going to the Brenner area for defense? My troops have to guard against Nilfgard's attacks in the direction of Verden."

"Don't worry, Lord Earl." John Natalis explained to the Earl. "When we launch an attack, the army of the Sidaris Kingdom will join the Verdon Rebels to launch a joint offensive with us. They Will drag the Verdon Front in Nilfgard, preventing them from supporting Kochlen's Central Army."

"If Duke Joachim de Witte’s Verdon Front defeats Sidaris’s army first, our army will have no flank cover." The Earl of Cobbs asked. The fortress on the flanks, not all transferred away."

"Trust me, Lord Earl." John Natalis narrowed his eyes slightly. At the end of the battle with Kochlen, Duke Joachim de Witte’s troops will not take any action."

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Regarding the trial, sentence, and execution of Duke Joachim de Witte, most historians in later generations blamed Emperor Enhill’s violent, cruel and authoritarian personality. However, some authors with more exaggerated writings suggested that Some imaginative claims are public revenge and so on.

Now it’s time to tell the truth--this truth is obvious to every scholar, and that is the military performance of the Nilfgaard nobleman, the commander of the Verdon Front during the Second Northern War. It is too polite to say that it is "incompetent". The opponent he faced was less than half of his own strength, but he delayed the offensive to the north and focused all his energy on fighting the Verdon guerrillas. His troops treated local civilians in a cruel way that had never been seen before. The results are very predictable and inevitable.

In the winter, there are only 500 guerrillas in Verdon, but in the spring, almost the entire country is rebelling. The king of Verden who supported the empire, Orville, was murdered, and his son, Prince Christine, supported by the northerners, became the leader of the rebel army and finally became the king of Verden. So that in the three imperial legions, the Verdon Front Army not only did nothing, but even dragged down the other two legions, completely disrupting the war plan formulated by the Imperial Staff.

Duke Joachim de Witte’s incompetence and stupidity also have spiritual significance. The legend of the invincibility of the Nilfgaard army has since disappeared. At the same time, the Northern Army began to receive hundreds of volunteers...

----- "Northern War: Legends, Lies and Rumors"

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ps: In The Witcher 1, the White Wolf will find a legendary armor, the Raven Battlegear, which is the heirloom armor of Count de Ruit

Chapter 976: A Hunter Who Is Not a Hunter

As the entire army was moving in the direction of Brenner, the army doctors set up a battlefield hospital to the north of Brenner. However, there were some minor problems with the site selection of the battlefield hospital. It was a good place, with shade and a flat path, but they were not the first creatures to find here.

The monster launched an attack from the shadows, a stealthy, swift, and long-planned attack. At a distance of less than three meters from the target, it is as fast as a flash of light across a shadow.

The experienced demon hunter subconsciously made a dodge, and the silver sword in his hand was precisely placed on the monster's fangs. Accompanied by a crisp sound, the pounding monster cut across the air and landed on the other side. The demon hunter hit the wall with his back, and he bounced back with the force of the impact, and before the standard monster pounced again, the weak abdomen exposed when his body was tilted up, quickly swung a sword.

The touch of the blade on his hand indicated that he had succeeded in this blow, and the monster's blood spurted out. This blow interrupted the monster's pounce, and Zelin swung another sword backhand, severing the arthropod on one side of the monster. Qi Qi Mo let out a piercing scream, fell among the rubble, frantically waving the remaining intact legs, but Zelin was sure that the battle was over. He stood on the spot, watching Qiqimo's movements gradually stop. Before this monster died completely, it was not a wise choice to rush up to make up for it. Its jaws could easily pinch off a person's wrist.

He didn't go up until it was determined that the monster was completely dead, took out a silver knife, and began to strip the monster's valuable part.

"You have solved it here too?"

A vigorous voice came from the other side of the tunnel, and a sturdy figure walked out of the shadow. As he walked over, he put his sword in the scabbard.

"Yes, I didn't find a trace of the Queen of Qi Qi Demon." Zelin took out the mutant from Qi Qi Demon's body and put it into the package containing the loot. "Where is your side?"

"There is no queen, just a group of wild strange monsters." The man's eyes are like a fluorescent amber in the shadow, and his eyes are like Zelin, with vertical pupils like beasts. "If the queen of strange monsters, we We must consider blowing up this cave, who knows how many strange monsters that may spring out at any time under our feet."

"Let's get out of here, go tell them, it's safe here."

This demon hunter is called Coen, a Keweller. Zellin came here to help the doctors clear out the monster lair that threatened the battlefield hospital, but he happened to meet this demon hunter from the far north, and he was also here. , Help the local soldiers clean up the monsters. It's just that Zelin is helping Ras a small favor by the way, but this Cohen, he plans to sign up for the Northern Allied Forces.

"I have heard your story, Cohen." This Cohen is very famous in Cowell, and even among some merchants in the north, some people remember his deeds. He was the first demon hunter to go to the Dragon Mountains more than a hundred years ago. There he met a ragged and hungry explorer. He rescued the explorer from the snow and waited for the expedition. After waking up, he made a proposal to Cohen-he found a gem mine, but he did not have the ability to protect it, so he hoped to cooperate with Cohen, he was responsible for the operation of the gem mine, and Cohen Then came to supervise the workers, clear the monsters, and protect the mine. In the end, they became legends among the Kerviel merchants.

"I don't know anyone else knows me. I haven't left Covel for almost a hundred years." Cohen moved his shoulders. "But I also heard something about you. You rebuilt the Demon Hunter Academy. After Kyle Morhan was destroyed, I never thought that one day I would hear about the Demon Hunter Academy again on this continent. You did a good job."

"Maybe the colleges in the Far East still exist?" In the past, there were three demon hunter colleges, but the southern and northern colleges have been destroyed, but the demon hunters on this land have not heard of it for hundreds of years. News from the Eastern Demon Hunter.

"I don't have any hope." Cohen shook his head. He seemed to be only about forty years old, but in fact, he might be the same age as Eskell, at least one hundred and fifty years old.