Warlords of the witcher world

Chapter 1 Unlucky Egg

Flocks of crows, dodos, and hawks were writhing, circling, and croaking with delight at the sight of so much food in the rosy sky. ——"Crusader Knight"

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"Let me tell you, we will definitely win this war. Look, all the kings have come, even the warlocks have come. The whole north is united. The men in black will surely be defeated! For Sintra revenge!"

The burly soldier stood on the box and spoke enthusiastically. His smock was black with a golden and red chevron pattern painted on it, the emblem of the Kingdom of Aedirn.

His words elicited a burst of response, with soldiers chanting "Revenge for Cintra!", "For the North!", and "Drive the men in black!"

These warriors from all over Aedirn were so sure of victory, it was as if they had already won it.

Young people are the most excited, for them war is like a great adventure.

Everyone thought he was the hero of the poem, not the corpse eaten by crows after the war.

But poets don't remember these things, they just keep singing their praises. Maybe the poems after the victory began to think about them before the war, and maybe they were left over from the last war.

However, this war is different from the previous wars that left thousands of corpses for a few villages. There has been no such alliance in the north for many, many years. The rapid destruction of Sintra shocked everyone.

Sintra has always been a powerful country at the mouth of the Yaruga River. They control the Manada Stairs in the south and north. Under the leadership of Queen Calanthe, its national power has reached a peak.

But this was all floating clouds in front of Nilfgaard. The army in black suddenly appeared and quickly destroyed the country. Then they carried out an extremely cruel massacre in the city of Sintra.

A few decades ago, Nilfgaard was still a distant word in people's mouth. Only the knowledgeable people knew about this distant country, but as the golden sun continued to expand, more and more people knew about it.

But the northerners still did not expect that the Nilfgaardians would cross the Amer Mountains so quickly and begin their invasion of the northern domain.

And now that the Nilfgaardian Empire destroyed Sintra and continued northward, forcing the northern countries to unite against the expansion of the empire, the scene of inciting morale can be seen everywhere in the camps of the Northern Coalition Army.

The kings need to mobilize their morale and make the soldiers more heroic to fight against the army in black coming from the other side of the Manarda ladder.

However, the emotional agitation lasted only for a short while, and the crowd gradually dispersed, and the trivial matters of the military camp returned to the soldiers' minds at this moment, and they discussed these matters in groups of three or four.

Some of the Aedirn veterans were complaining about their superior, a property knight named Herme Botterdam.

This young man was on the battlefield for the first time, and following such an officer made the veterans very uneasy.

Moreover, his personality is still very soft, and he dare not stand up for his brothers. Recently, he has gone crazy for some reason and shut himself in the tent and cannot come out.

But their complaints lasted only a moment before they were distracted by other things that seemed more attractive to them.

For example, those camp prostitutes with thin clothes and loose hair, as well as fist-to-flesh boxing, and gambling that is never uncommon in the military camp.

As for the Herme Botterdan who was just complained by the soldiers below, he is now in his knight's tent, lying on the camp bed melancholy, muttering in his mouth.

"The First Northern War, Old Blood, Scoia'tael... Alas, alas, alas, but I can't continue like this, let's start doing it according to the idea."

Jerome Botterdam, or rather the time-traveler Jerome Botterdam, feels bad about the status quo.

He never imagined that he came to the world of witchers inexplicably, and it was still during the First Northern War.

When he crossed over, the young knight happened to die of a family genetic disease at the age of 21, and then he took over the body and fused the last memory of the knight before his death.

Then, after he locked himself in the tent for several days and accepted the fact of time travel, Herme sorted out the situation he was facing.

As someone who has read the original novel of The Demon Hunter, this traveler should now say that Herme is very aware of how dangerous the time he is in now is.

This is the bloody Northern War, this is the era of contempt when human life is like nothing, how will he survive such a dangerous era?
And the secrets he knew were of no use to help him. As a property knight, knowing these things was a sin in itself.

That is a struggle involving the highest level group of people on this continent, what are you meddling with, a property knight.

Blindly shouting "Dony the Hedgehog is the Emperor of Nilfgaard" or "Ciri is the key to saving the world", I am afraid that Wild Hunt or the North and South spies will come to "greeting" the next day.

So forget about those things that want to interfere with the plot, and honestly think about how to live through the present, such as the present, the bloody battle of Sodden Mountain is about to happen.

The Battle of Mount Soldon was a key battle in the First Northern War, which halted the expansion of the Nilfgaardian Empire.

This was an extremely bloody battle. The entire Soden Mountain would be shrouded in magic. Even the mighty Warlock lost 13 people. How a little knight could survive such a big battle was a problem.

Herme jumped up from the bed and walked around in distress. He didn't have many things, a strong body and fairly good force, and he was a centurion officer.

But this little thing is a bigger cannon fodder. In a cruel war, people like him will just die in droves like rubbish.

It is impossible to run away. I am a property knight anyway. If I run away, I will be deprived of my property. I can't become a commoner. Then I will change from a bigger cannon fodder to a chopping board fish for slaughter.

"Knight Herme, are you there? There are some things that need to be dealt with here."

When Herme was still worrying about how to survive the bloody battle on Sodden Mountain, a voice that was not unfamiliar to him sounded, and this voice belonged to his Sergeant Major Jerry.

In the military system of the Kingdom of Aden, nobles and knights who have no experience in leading the army will be matched with a sergeant major, and they will teach the commander various military affairs.

Due to the intimacy brought about by the position, many sergeant majors have soared into the sky, and many have become nobles.

Sergeant Major Jerry obviously thought this way. As a veteran in his 30s, he was usually tall, strong and taciturn, and he was a standard soldier at a glance.

But this does not mean that he is not eager to be promoted. For example, assisting Herme this time is regarded as an opportunity for him to climb to a higher level, but it turns out that this knight is really unable to support the wall.

Although Hemei didn't have the arrogance of a nobleman, he didn't even have the courage to help his brothers withstand the pressure. As a result, the military judge directly arrested them for camping, and now the military discipline in the camp was forced to be stricter.

Now this one is hiding in the tent and can't come out, he doesn't care about anything, he really doesn't know what he is doing.

Thinking about it, Jerry wanted to turn around and leave. He thought that even if he reported the matter, that guy would not stand up for them.

But driven by responsibility, he still decided to talk about the matter and put his responsibility aside.

"I'm here, Sergeant Major, what's the matter?"

The voice of the complained sounded, and then a strong figure stepped out of the tent. The knight wore a smock painted with a gray falcon, which was the coat of arms of his family.

Hemei has short black hair, and his face is not outstanding, it belongs to the kind that cannot be found in the crowd.

But the well-groomed hair and beard paired with a strong body still stand out from the crowd.

For some reason, Jerry felt that Herme's temperament was a little different, but he couldn't tell.

And it was the hesitation brought about by this doubt that made Herme urge him to come here for what.

"Sergeant Major, what happened?"

"Yes, Knight Herme, our people have clashed with the Kaedwenians. They insist on calling our Upper Aedirn Loumark, and say that it is their country's territory. Isn't this nonsense? So brothers It's a quarrel, but I see that there are a lot of people on the other side, so I want to invite you to go."

Ah, the territorial dispute, it really is because of this kind of thing.

Hme thought to himself that he still knew about the territorial dispute between Aedirn and Kaedwen, and that the two countries had always been dirty because of it.

This can also explain the deterrence brought by the southern empire going north with blood and fire. Even countries with such fierce conflicts have temporarily put aside their affairs.

But this was not the focus of his attention. Hemei quickly realized that this was an opportunity, an opportunity to reverse his bad reputation among the soldiers.

"So, Jerry, do you know what those Kaedwins are?"

Although he decided to seize this opportunity, he still had to ask about the details of the other party.

If he hastily offended some important person because of this, then the loss outweighs the gain.

"Ah... no, don't worry, they are all stragglers, there can't be any nobles behind."

As a veteran, it is natural to subconsciously find out the details of the opponent before inviting the officer, otherwise, how could he get mixed up in the position.

But there was a lot of surprise in Jerry's tone. This knight seems to be planning to show them off?Is the sun coming out from the west?
"Then take me there, Sergeant Major."

Herme waved her hand very simply, motioning for Jerry to take him there.

The place where the conflict happened happened to be in a delicate place, that is, by the creek outside the camp of the Northern Allied Forces, which was the place where the Northern Allied Forces drew water.

Therefore, soldiers from various countries will gather here, and as contacts increase, some things that are not mentioned under everyone's tacit understanding are also brought up by some people.

From a distance, Herme saw many people huddled by the creek. There were continuous heated quarrels and a few obscenities from the crowd. The atmosphere was clearly tense.

Jerry took the initiative to push aside the crowd for Herme and let him go to the center of the quarrel.

Then Herme saw the two sides in the quarrel, the Aardian in the gold-red chevron smock on a black background and the Kaedwenian in the black unicorn running on the yellow plain, accusing each other.

Both sides were red-faced, as if they were about to fight in the next moment.

The difference between the Adian people and the Kaedwen people is still very obvious. The Adian people are generally well-dressed and neatly dressed.

And the Kaedwenians had thick hair and beards, like dwarves, and were wild in their ways.

This is directly related to the environment of the two countries. Aden is rich and beautiful, with grain fields everywhere, animal husbandry and handicrafts are developed, and the wool produced keeps the whole north warm.

Although Kaedwen has a vast territory, its living environment is harsh and not suitable for human life. The Kaedwen monarchs of all dynasties wanted to go south.

This is why Kaedwen has always wanted to seize the Upper Aedirn region of Aedirn, resulting in long-term conflicts.

"Stop your quarrels, I am Knight Herme, and I order you to stop your quarrels."

The knight walked straight between the two waves and ordered them to stop.

The Yadian people were taken aback for a moment, they didn't expect that soft boss to come out.

The Kaedwenians are intimidated by this noble status. Here are some ordinary soldiers, and they will subconsciously bow their heads in the face of nobles.

It's just that the status of a knight is not enough to make the Kaedwenians back down directly, and they quickly returned to their previous aggressive appearance.

So Herme knew that he still had to use some rhetoric, and he had already planned his speech on the way.

"Are you planning to destroy the unity of the coalition forces?"

Herme's first sentence obviously stunned the Kaedwenians. They never thought that the knight's first sentence would be this, and they thought he would directly protect those Aedian people.

"When...of course not, Sir Knight."

The leading soldier of the Unicorn Dynasty said that his words were a little confused, obviously confused by the big hat, and he was not as strong as before.

"Then why do you still mention the dispute between Aedirn and Kaedwen, and create trouble here? Neither King Henselt nor King Demavi wants to see such a scene. Or, you are doing this on purpose? I completely It can be inferred that you are spies for the men in black, sent to undermine the unity of the North."

"Us? Spy? Sir Knight, are you too..."

The Kaedwenians were obviously caught off guard by the big hat that was put on, and the crowd of onlookers was also mobilized by these words, and whispers that were not good for the Kaedwenians began to sound.

Heme didn't give the Kaedwenians any chance, and continued to chase,
"Then I will report this matter to King Henselt. I am a knight. Even foreign monarchs cannot ignore my report. Let's see how the king will deal with you people who destroy the unity of the Northern Alliance! "

This sentence completely panicked the Kaedwenians. King Henselt had never been a benevolent monarch. If he made trouble for the king at this juncture, they might all be hanged next.

"Knight Herme is a property knight. He is a nobleman with a territory. The king will not ignore his opinion!"

Jerry emphasized at the right time, scaring these Kaedwenians together, increasing the reliability of the words with Melly.

This sentence strengthened the panic of the Kaedwenians, they knew that this knight could do it.

Although it was only a low-level foreign nobleman, he was still a nobleman, and he was still in the barracks. If such a nobleman accused them of these big soldiers, the king or the king's close officials would definitely watch.

The vast majority of nobles are not interested in these matters. The trivial matters of these lower-level soldiers have nothing to do with them, and they are all handled by the lower-level soldiers themselves.

Even if some people look too high, these nobles don't have the energy to write long and stinky reports to accuse someone, at most they can just scold them.

This is also a step for the party being scolded. After all, there is nothing more suitable as an excuse for concessions than the intervention of nobles.

But this time they met someone who was going to use this to re-establish their authority, so they were out of luck.

This is the benefit brought by Hemei's noble status. If he is just a commoner, it is useless for him to talk about it, and no one will take care of him.

But he is an aristocrat, although he is a low-level aristocrat, but as a member of the privileged system, his opinions will be dealt with.

The fear of death dampened the aroused emotions of the Kaedwenians. They didn't expect to encounter such an unreasonable card this time, and they came up with such a big hat.

"I'm very sorry, Knight Herme, this is all our fault, I'm so sorry, please don't do that..."

The few people in the lead hurriedly begged Hemei, begging not to make things worse, and they kept apologizing to the Adian people, completely unable to see the previous arrogance.

In the past, the disputes between these lower-level soldiers would end in a fight, and then the chiefs of each other would negotiate how to report it to the higher-ups, so as not to make things big.

Who would have thought that this time someone would come and take the matter directly to the direction of piercing the sky, which naturally frightened these soldiers.

Hemei just waved his hand and told these people to leave quickly. He didn't want to talk nonsense with these people here.

And the Kaedwenians did hurry up and leave, they didn't want to hang themselves on the gallows because of a quarrel.

With the end of the dispute, the crowd also dispersed. After all, there was no quarrel or even a fight, so what's the point of staying.

Many people find it boring, really, why not give it a beating, it will look good after a beating.

Herme looked at the Aden soldiers with a slightly smug look. They were obviously a little shocked. How did the weak knight in the past become like this?
At the same time, in their hearts, the original disdain for this officer has also turned into some respect and recognition. Everyone likes the officer who protects the calf.

It's not that everyone deliberately confronted the officer, and Hemei's original behavior was purely his own fault.

But Herme knew that it would take time for these people to obey completely.

But this is always a good start, at least let everyone know that he is an officer who will stand up for everyone.

And where Herme didn't notice, a tall man exuding the aura of a warrior nodded and left.

If he could see the man's face, his memory would tell him that this man was the White Knight of the Kingdom of Aedirn.

Selchik has been struggling with one thing recently, looking for volunteers in the camp, and now, he feels that he has found a very good guy.

(End of this chapter)