Warlords of the witcher world

Chapter 130 The Demon Hunter and the Three Jackdaws

Seeing so many people looking at him, Yiwen let out a breath slowly.

"I don't know, I don't know where Lord Braven is. When our side always collapsed, Lord Braven's team was far away from me. I only saw the falling of the swan flag. I don't know anything else. I ran here next."

Yiwen's answer made everyone fall into silence, life and death were unknown, this is really...

Some people present gathered in groups of three or four, discussing the current situation in a low voice, while others stood there at a loss, not knowing what to do in the future.

Herme noticed that some people had begun to have a different heart.

They seemed to be advocating to break up and go home, which immediately made Hermi anxious.

Now that the Cossack army is collapsing, and the life and death of his father-in-law is unknown, if all the Cossacks gathered in Xieqi collapse, then no one can stop the Haklans.

He must do something, thought Herme.

Then Duke Protector nodded fiercely and made up his mind.

"Everyone, please listen to me."

The Duke Protector walked in front of everyone and used his loudest voice to attract everyone's attention.

And everyone has indeed turned their attention. At this moment when there is no backbone, it is easy for one person to stand up and get everyone's attention.

"I'm Herme, Herme Botterdan, from Fort Sazar. I think you are all familiar with me, or my town. The equipment and many daily necessities on your body are purchased from my town."

The protector introduced his identity and let the Cossacks here know who he is.

The land of Cossacks is huge, and there are always people who don't know Herme, so this self-introduction is necessary.

At the same time, Herme was still watching the eyes of everyone present, trying to analyze the information from them, and determine who supported him, who was difficult, and who could be persuaded.

"I have another identity. I believe everyone knows that I am the son-in-law of Bravin and the husband of Katya, the daughter of Bravin."

To show your identity is to pave the way for the next request.

After all, it was entirely logical to take over as Bravin's son-in-law.

"At present, the army is routed and the situation on the front line has collapsed, but it is precisely under such a prospect that we should work harder and unite together. If we are not united, who do you think can resist those Haklan raiders? At that time, all the Cossack lands will be destroyed under the iron hooves of the nomads, so I recommend myself here, let me lead the Cossack army against the Haklans until my father-in-law returns."

Herme's words aroused applause from some people, and most of them supported the continuation of the fight. Bogo was the loudest among these people, followed by Ivan.

If Xieqi's army is defeated, then the land of Cossacks will completely open the door to those nomads.

However, there are still many people watching calmly there, looking very indifferent.

The reason why they are so calm is very simple, except for the few who are determined to leave, the rest are up for sale, wanting to see what bargaining chip the Lord Protector of Aedian can use to buy them off.

Seeing this, how could Hemei not understand what these people were thinking.

After cursing in his heart, "They are all masters who don't see rabbits and don't scatter eagles", he still gave his own conditions with a pleasant face.

"I brought a lot of armor, all of which I picked up from the Nilfgaardians I dressed up in the west. I will develop these weapons and equipment for free to everyone in Xieqi. These things are enough to arm tens of thousands of people. I believe that as long as we finish arming, the Harklans will definitely not be our opponents."

When Hemei said these words, Herme's heart ached, but there was nothing she could do.

Although he originally planned to sell it at a low price, he didn't intend to give it away for nothing.

If you want all these atamans to end, you can only pay the price.

The Lord Protector's sincerity couldn't be higher, and it did work.

Those atamans who were originally up for sale immediately joined the queue to support Heme, wanting to obtain equipment from Lord Protector of Aedirn.

All atamans are all fighters who are bleeding on the tip of their knives, and the importance of weapons and armor is clearer than anyone else.

Armor and no armor are two concepts. Cossacks and nomads don't wear armor because they don't have the conditions to wear it, not because they don't want to wear it.

So they were moved, and Herme gave too many things.

Seeing the crowd supporting him, Herme smiled wryly. The price he paid for this was not small.

But at any rate, spending money still had an effect, at least everyone here supported him to receive everyone in Xie Qi, which was considered a success.

After gaining the allegiance of the atamans, Heme immediately began to organize the large and scattered Cossack army in Sechny.

It's just that the result of sorting out is not good.

With the addition of Hemei and the Xieqi garrison, there are now almost 5000 people in Xieqie, which is 4 less than the [-] people in the hands of his father-in-law.

In other words, of the 4 people who went out that year, only 5000 people have come back now.

Seeing this number, Herme felt a toothache.

He knew that most of the 5000 people must have run away, rather than being killed or captured.

But for him, if he couldn't gather these people together, he wouldn't be dead.

In contrast, the Harklands on the opposite side had an army of more than 5 people, and they had to face an enemy twice as large as themselves.

Even with a cannon in his hand, facing this number of enemies, he still felt extremely pressured.

And the reorganization of these people also has big problems.

Most of these Cossacks who collapsed have lost their organization, and the warband structure has been disbanded. Many atamans cannot find their Cossacks. Similarly, many Cossacks cannot find their atamans. It is quite difficult to reorganize.

The essence of the Cossacks is a group of people with no organization and order. They are all controlled by the war gang Atamans. Now that the organization has been broken up, the situation can be imagined.

Although they can be temporarily organized, they can't compare with the original organization.

But there is no way, I can only make do with it.

Hemei calculated that in the future, he would probably only be able to defend the city to see if he could come back.

That Ulu Khan would not leave Xieqi alone, and would only launch the looting of the Cossack land after Xieqi was removed.

Sighing again, he put down the information in his hands. This battle was really difficult. When he faced the Nilfgaardian army, he never faced such a troublesome battle.

But we can only bite the bullet and win if we don't win.

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As a people who have been nomadic in the Haklan Prairie for a long time, no matter where the Haklan people go, they will bring huge herds and entire tribes with them.

Whenever such a scene happens, it is an incomparably magnificent scene. At a glance, the mountains and plains are full of people and livestock, filling the limit of sight.

And when nearly all of Harkland's nomads are assembled?What kind of scene is that?
Right now, there is such a scene, the yurts of nomads are filled with the entire grassland.

As for the number of livestock, it is even more exaggerated, as if it is boundless.

Although it is now night, the huge nomadic camp is in celebration, with bonfires filling the camp and even lighting up the sky.

There are nomads gulping wine and eating beef and mutton everywhere, and everyone is very happy.

Especially for ordinary herdsmen, you must know that for herdsmen, the herd is the means of production.

They essentially lived on various by-products of cattle, sheep and horses, as well as some wild vegetables and prey they collected and hunted.

eat meat?Don't even think about it at ordinary times, the shepherd will eat meat only when it is the most extreme or needs to be celebrated the most.

Only the nobles on the grassland can eat meat, so this feast is like a myth for ordinary herdsmen.

There are also some herdsmen dancing in the banquet, singing songs in the grassland language, and the melodious singing is endless, the whole scene is not to mention how joyful it is.

In sharp contrast to this happy scene, there are hills of human heads and corpses outside the camp, as well as the dismembered corpses of captives.

This is the "Whip of Niya" Wulu's reward to his subordinates and a demonstration of his martial arts.

At the same time, he also used this feast as a ceremony to sacrifice to Goddess Niya. There is a large square in the center of the entire nomadic camp, which was set up for this ceremony.

"Drag the prisoner up!"

Following the order, the believers of Eclipse of Eternal Night immediately dragged the sacrifice up.

Some of them are Atamans, some are famous Cossack warriors, and several beautiful women, and they all have the same identity, that is, captured and defeated.

The masked believers of Eclipse of Eternal Night pulled out their daggers from their black robes like a magic trick, and slashed the captive's neck very neatly.

They also raised the captive's head as much as possible to let the blood flow down faster, while the captive died in painful struggle.

Blood flowed into the square, flowing along the carved lines.

Soon, a complicated coat of arms representing Niya's faith appeared in front of everyone.

As this was accomplished, all the nomads present cheered, to their gods, to the great khan.

Everyone who saw this coat of arms felt a burst of excitement, as if the coat of arms had some magical power and was mobilizing people's hearts.

The priests of the Eclipse of Eternal Night sang ancient hymns, praising their incomparably great god, the goddess who destroyed the world.

Ulu sat on a throne made up of heads, all of which had been air-dried and piled up to look rather horrifying.

The Khan himself wears a beautiful red fox hat and nomad robes, but the gemstone decoration on it shows that this costume is extraordinary.

The expression on his face was as if he was admiring a clown performance—yes, from the Khan’s point of view, the people in Eclipse of Eternal Night were a group of clowns.

Only the struggle and fear on the faces of those sacrifices when they died could make him happier.

And when Khan's gaze swept across, everyone who was watching lowered their heads in fear. Whenever this happened, Khan would nod in satisfaction, which was his favorite scene.

"Man-eater" Ke Tai'an cautiously stood beside Wulu. He was now fully armed, except for the visor, he was wearing a whole set of equipment.

Don't look at him as an attendant, but in fact, this man is a man with a man under one man and over ten thousand people. Under Ulu Khan, everyone must obey his orders.

Among the celebrating crowd, there was a brown-haired man walking quietly among them. The man was wearing a set of leather protective gear. Judging from the decoration, he looked like a prairie hunter.

But his sword shows his identity from the west, and if someone pays close attention to his pupils, they will find that they are a pair of vertical pupils.

The man's movements are very clever, every time he moves, he hides himself in the crowd, so no one notices that he is getting closer to Ulu Khan.

The man looked at Ulu's cynical face, and his heart was full of killing intent.

He had been lurking in Ulu's camp for a long time, during which he had seen countless atrocities committed by this person and the Eclipse of Eternal Night.

He has already determined that this Haklan Khan is a terrifying monster.

Wherever he goes, he brings killing and destruction.

Monsters need to be sanctioned by a demon hunter.

The demon hunter has always been making trouble for Wulu and Lilit believers, but it is a pity that his ultimate goal, Wulu, is always difficult to see.

But now, the opportunity is at hand, it seems that killing Wulu is so easy...

"Oh, Master George, I actually saw you here, how about it, let's have a drink."

A hand rests on the shoulder of George, a man with thick, curly brown hair and a dark brown tunic under a heavy cotton coat with a faded coat of arms—three black birds embroidered in a row on a field of gold.

The sudden lingua franca set off the alarm bells in the demon hunter's heart. He subconsciously wanted to kill the person behind him, but after thinking about the current environment, he finally stopped.

"Let's go, we haven't seen each other for a long time."

The man continued to pull the witcher away, but the witcher didn't resist.

Those shouts just now have made him attract the attention of everyone, and the assassination can no longer be carried out.

I can only follow this person and see what medicine is sold in his gourd.

And when he left, he didn't notice that Wulu looked in the direction he left.

"Hold back, it's so boring."

After finishing speaking, Khan poured himself another glass of kumiss, thinking about what tricks he should play in the next massacre.

Thinking of this, a penetrating smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth, which made Ke Tai'an, who was standing by the side, tremble with fear.

This man must have thought of something perverted.

For a long time, Ke Tai'an thought that he was evil enough, but when he faced this Khan, he realized that these cannibalism was nothing in front of him.

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The demon hunter, to be precise, George of the Griffon school followed the men's footsteps, and they came to the foreigner's residential area in the nomadic camp.

In the army of Ulu Khan, there are still many foreigners. They are either captured soldiers who become soldiers, or provide professional skills to the army.

George saw two Sericanian girls who did not know when they followed them. They had blue striped tattoos from the corners of their eyes to the tips of their ears, and their strong muscles from their thighs to their buttocks were wrapped in lynx skin. Their bare arms were exposed above the mail gloves, and the handle of a saber was exposed on their shoulders also wrapped in mail.

It looks like this is exactly this Borch's bodyguard.

During this period, George confirmed the identity of this person. He definitely did not work for that Khan. He had other ideas.

So the question is, what is this person looking for him for?

"Ah, Master George, I'm sorry to have led you away for so long, but only by talking here can we be safer, or less conspicuous."

The man stopped in front of a golden tent, led a few people in, and said,
As for the two girls, they guarded the entrance of the tent.

"I'm Borch, and I'm also called Three Jackdaws. I'm glad to see you, and I'm even more glad to see someone with the same purpose as me coming."

In this regard, George is not surprised. After tossing so long just to lead himself here, he can't be an enemy, but can only be a friend.

"Why stop my action."

George didn't answer, but just asked.

He has been preparing for this opportunity for a long time, but if he misses it now, God knows when he will have another chance.

"The demon hunters of the Griffin School are indeed of high moral character, and only you can do such a brave thing. And I told you to stop to avoid your unnecessary death, you know? That Wulu knew your actions from the very beginning."

This made George startled for a moment, but there was no look of surprise on his face, and he was not surprised by this.

That Ulu was protected by the power of Niya—that is, Lilit—. For him, it was not difficult to discover the existence of the assassin.

But so what?George doesn't care about that, the important thing is to get rid of the goddamn bastard.

"I know, you are not afraid of death."

Three Jackdaws seemed to know what George was thinking,
"But now is indeed not the time. The power in Wulu is extraordinary. Lilit is taking care of him personally. No matter who wants to face him, he must look directly at Lilit's power."

"who are you?"

George narrowed his eyes and said, this man knows... seems too much.

"I am Three Jackdaws, and I am also Borch. My girls and I come from Serikania, a country that worships dragons, not Lilit."

Having said that, the Three Jackdaws basically revealed their identity.

"So, since we all share a common goal, why not cooperate?"

The Three Jackdaws extended the invitation very sincerely, while George was silent for a while.

"it is good."

"It is very good, my friend, and you will not regret it."

Three Jackdaws smiled confidently and charmingly.

(End of this chapter)