Chapter 200 I have already planned your death, so you are not allowed to advance

Author: Panda’s Big Wooden House

Chapter 200 I have already planned your death, so you are not allowed to advance

The timeline that Lann is currently in is still very early. Theoretically, the Scoia'tael should have only started in a small area and have not yet swept across the northern border. At this time, the Scoia'tael should still be a serious "guerrilla force" with no more than a hundred people.

Who gave them the courage to attack the Haji Fortress where a large army was stationed?

Just as Lan was thinking this, his keen ears suddenly caught a trace of movement other than human shouts.

He suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance.

The moonlight was dim and could not see anything.

Without hesitation, Lan took out the magic potion [Cat] from the [Inventory], bit open the wax seal and drank it all.

All the colors in front of him faded away in a breath, like a black and white photo, but the lines gradually became clearer, giving Lan an outline of a whole new world.

There are dark shadows approaching from the horizon, and there are dozens of them at a glance. There are the fork-tailed dragons, griffins, and other similar subspecies that Lan En encountered.

And beneath these flying monsters, several figures kept running away - no, not "escape", but conscious "lead".

The fastest among them rushed into the military camps around the fortress, desperately splashing liquids and powders that Lan couldn't scream;

As for those who ran slowly, they were torn to pieces by those monsters on the spot.

"Are they the Scoia'tael?"

The snake sect demon hunters stood behind Lann. Veins popped out on each of their faces and their pupils were bright. They had obviously drank [Cat].

"I'm just talking about why we encountered fork-tailed dragons and ghouls at the same time on the road before. It must have been their fault."

Kolgrim folded his arms and watched as a Scoia'tael was hacked to death with a knife, but at the last moment of his life, he desperately threw things around.

"What a terrible bunch of dead warriors - I bet the stuff he threw out contained things like cow and sheep blood and rat grass."

Oakes added: "Maybe there are egg whites from some monster flying in the sky."

Lann did not comment leisurely: "Something is wrong. They summoned the monsters in such a big way to create some commotion at most, but they can't shake the army here at all. But now they are in such a desperate posture, obviously there is someone else among them

Qiankun."

"The moon is dark and the wind is high, creating chaos." As a professional assassin, Leisuo gave his professional opinion, "I think this is all preparation for an assassination."

Everyone in the Snake Sect nodded in unison after hearing this.

With a "rumbling" sound, the soil at the edge of the military camp suddenly rolled up in huge amounts.

In the eyes of all the demon hunters, a tall, thin, decayed, ancient body slowly walked out of the dense forest.

The monster looked like a strange tree that had come to life, with its trunk densely covered with bark patterns; but the tree-like body had limbs and anthropomorphic body curves, and even tatters.

clothes on top.

It had a weather-beaten apron wrapped around its waist, a hemp rope randomly wrapped several times as a belt, and a few skulls of unknown animals on it as decorations.

There is also a human skull on its shoulder, and sprouts like new shoots sprout from the eye sockets of the skull, firmly connecting the ornament to the body.

The most terrifying thing is that the monster's head is actually a complete and huge deer head skull, but it also has strong antlers.

The aura of vitality and decay enveloped the body at the same time, making it look strange and depressing.

Lann's eyes, which were strengthened by the magic potion [Cat], became even brighter.

After hearing the noise, the soldiers in the military camp formed a group and rushed towards the monster, but they were unable to form an organized response.

Whether it is an infantry formation or a cavalry formation, it is difficult to deal with monsters that fly to the sky and escape from the ground, and can make horses go crazy with a roar.

As night fell, the archers could not effectively suppress the monsters with long-range attacks. On the contrary, some monsters that hunted at night became more ferocious under the shroud of darkness.

The armies of the four countries lack enough experience in dealing with monsters. They will definitely be able to annihilate these monsters after paying some price, but before that they need to pay enough human lives as tuition.

"Go help!" Lann thought for a moment, then turned around and ordered.

"House, you come to lead the team. We are small, hide behind the large troops, don't be too active. Shoot a few arrows from a distance, let the soldiers from other countries stand in front, be smart."

"I have only one request, I want the mutation-inducing substance of the 'deer-headed spirit'!"

"Yes, sir!" The attendants and soldiers responded loudly. They were willing to sacrifice their lives to get what the count asked for.

"That's not an ordinary 'deer-headed spirit'." Leisuo suddenly said, "Looking at the size and the power of the spells it cast, it's an 'ancient deer-headed spirit'! The decoction made with it can strengthen the seal.

It’s not a bad idea, it’s really suitable for the Griffin School.”

"I will get it for you!" The subordinates became even more excited after hearing Lei Suo's words.

Lan nodded with satisfaction.

"One more thing." Lann said suddenly, "Just deal with the monsters. Don't get involved in the fight with the Scoia'tael unless they take the initiative to show their weapons to you."

"What do you think?" Leisuo also has a strong sense of politics, but he rarely thinks about issues from this perspective. At this time, Lann's order gave him some ideas.

"They are useful to me." Lann replied simply, "Very useful."

After saying that, Lann drew out the Lake Lady's Sword and strode out of the door.

"Where are you going? Don't you go hunting with us?"

"I'm going to see the king the Scoia'tael want to assassinate first!"

"Do you know who the Scoia'tael are going to kill?"

Lann chuckled: "Who else could it be?"

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"Calling for help, calling for help quickly, there are enemies. Protect the king!"

A guard wearing a unicorn crest rushed to the top of the fortress desperately, intending to send a signal to his comrades stationed at the border to come and rescue the monarch.

But then he was suddenly kicked away by a foot.

The owner of this foot has a beard like a pirate, and his small eyes like a thief are shining with angry fire.

Lord of Kaedwen, Henselt.

"Idiot, it's just the Scoia'tael and the monsters they summoned! There are armies of the four nations stationed here! Now asking for help, do you want to admit defeat to the Scoia'tael! Do you want to make Kaedwen a laughing stock!"

"Your Majesty!" The guard knelt down with a thud, "The situation is critical, your safety is the most important!"

The loyal guard still wanted to give advice to the monarch, but an arrow flying out of the darkness suddenly penetrated his neck. The huge impact sent him flying out, almost bending his spine.

"collapse--"

The dull sound of the bowstring being loosened echoed for a long time, and one could tell from the sound that this was definitely a strong bow.

"Your Majesty!" Immediately, a guard with quick reaction threw Henselt to the ground, and the next second there was an arrow on his back.

Pointed-eared Iorveth emerged from the darkness.

He seemed to have endless exertion. Seeing that there was no way to kill Henselt quickly, he immediately turned his target towards Henselt's guards. He quickly killed the third and fourth people, and then the knights set up their shields.

Pushing towards him.

More Scoia'tael took advantage of this opening to climb up. The Scoia'tael were organized into assault groups of twelve, and there were three groups in front of them, totaling thirty-six people.

"How is that possible? There are heavy troops guarding the fortress. How could you sneak in through such a tight siege, damn Scoia'tael!"

The knights with Kaedwen were furious.

Indeed, even if the small troops brought by Lan En and Queen Miwe are not counted, the Haji Fortress has armies from the four countries stationed here and is heavily guarded.

But it is precisely because there are enough armies of the "four countries" stationed there that they have quite a lot of dissatisfaction with each other. The armies of different countries focus more on defending against the armies of the kingdoms that are also human beings around them, and never thought that there would be another

A new force has arrived.

In addition, the Scoia'tael have been ambushing here for a long time, and even arrived earlier than most of the participating countries. They have a clear understanding of the surrounding terrain. At this moment, they actually reached the top of the fortress through the commotion.

The knights of Kaedwen made a prompt decision: "Blow the trumpet and let the other kings in the fortress come to support us!"

"Woo——"

The rear is calling for help, and the Scoia'tael and guards are already standing in a group in front.

"Your Majesty, please rest assured that these Scoia'tael will not disturb you anymore." The knight turned back to Henselt and assured Henselt firmly, "And now -"

He turned around and shouted to the king's escort, his voice suddenly changing from the sound of trumpets and the sound of fighting:

"Everyone, now is the time for us to fulfill our oath!"

"oh!!!"

The Scoia'tael outnumbered the king's guards, but they had more light armor; while the humans were covered in full armor, and they charged unscrupulously.

"Whoosh whoosh-"

Arrows continued to shoot from the direction of the Scoia'tael, and most of them were blocked by the thick shield. When a knight was about to rush to Iorveth, he suddenly felt a crazy shaking of his helmet, severe pain and dizziness.

Feelings came up at the same time.

A round stone about the size of a fist drew a graceful parabola around the shield and directly dented his helmet.

The halfling pitcher at the rear of the team loaded his slingshot non-stop without taking aim, and soon another stone shot was ejected from the chamber.

Halflings are weaker than dwarves in stature, but they have incomparable throwing talents. Stone bullets may not fly as far as bows and arrows, but they can have an effect that cannot be ignored within about ten steps.

Even if the opponent is a knight in full armor.

The second stone hit the previous depression again, causing the charging knight to fall to the ground. Iorveth took advantage of the opportunity to pull out the dagger and stab it accurately into the gap in his helmet.

More Scoia'tael crossed Iorveth and fought against Kaedwen's soldiers, with swords and swords flashing and flesh flying everywhere.

Seeing that something was wrong, Henselt tried to escape in a panic, but suddenly tripped. Looking down, he saw the body of one of Henselt's guards.

The king angrily kicked the things out of the way, looked up again, and suddenly found that the only way ahead was blocked by two elves. The hatred in those four eyes almost turned into blood and spurted out.

"Whizzing--"

Arrows are coming.

Henselt's favorite thing on weekdays is to personally hunt down non-human races. Years of fighting have given him a good reaction speed. The first time he saw the elves, he rolled over on the ground with his head in his hands, and managed to escape with great difficulty.
To be continued...