Warlords of the witcher world

Chapter 132 Dragon Girl
Jerry drew his wheel-wheel and shot the head off the Haklandian who climbed into the traffic.

The Harklan man's iron helmet couldn't withstand the blow at all, and a big hole was directly punched out, and blood continued to flow from the lymph.

His body was also paralyzed on the carriage, but he was picked off with a spear after a while.

Scenes like this abound around Jerry now. After the cattle and horses failed to charge the battle, the Khan overwhelmed his troops with overwhelming force.

It's just that those within the firing range of the artillery suffered heavy losses under the continuous impact of shotgun shells. Every time a round of shotgun shells swept past, there were only a pile of stumps and broken arms left on the ground.

Just as Herme expected, the artillery played a role that could be called a pinnacle in this battle.

Most of the nomads' offensives were blocked by artillery, and the Haklans could only charge along a few narrow passages, and in this narrow passage, they encountered intensive blows.

However, despite the heavy casualties on the front line, the Harklans rushed to the car formation one after another, and even the grassland nobles had to join their own soldiers.

Many people are reluctant, but they can only do so due to the power of the Khan behind them.

But at the same time, many people are secretly swearing that if they can't get what they want in this battle, it will be against their mother.

This is the Haklan people, in front of them, only victory is the most effective.

If you can't bring victory, to be precise, you can't use victory to bring benefits to everyone, then those grassland nobles who once respected you will rebel without hesitation.

That Ulu Khan knew this better than anyone else, but he didn't panic or worry at all, and just looked at the battlefield leisurely.

"Over there! Halberdier!"

Jerry pulled a few halberdiers and urged them to rush to the chariot and stab the Haklans on it to death.

At the same time, a nomadic rider rode past. The nomad rider was dressed gorgeously and looked like a steppe nobleman or rich man. He shot one of the halberdiers to death with an arrow.

The arrow pierced the man's neck, but the chain guard failed to block the blow, and the halberdman's legs gave way immediately, and he was about to fall down.

Jerry quickly took the halberd from the man's hand, and threw it at a heavily armored prairie soldier wearing a mask.

Although it failed to smash the man's helmet, it also smashed him to pieces and fell straight down.

"It's too dangerous."

Jerry muttered to himself, because the man he knocked out threw his machete in before he got hit, and nearly hit him in the head.

If he hadn't reacted quickly, he would be the one who fell to the ground now.

Such scenes are everywhere on the entire front. The attackers and defenders are fighting with all their strength. Both sides are not to be outdone, and both want to win the battle.

Generally speaking, the defenders had the upper hand, and the armor issued by Herme played a huge role in this battle.

If it weren't for the existence of these armors, it would be impossible for the Cossacks to maintain such a big advantage in the fight.

Morale sank even further as the nomads discovered that their scimitars could not kill the enemy in front of them, but the enemy could easily kill them.

The Cossacks became more and more courageous as they fought, and some reckless ones even rushed out of the car formation.

Of course, the fate of such a person is to be beaten to death.

"My lord, the situation is developing in our favor. It seems that it is only a matter of time before we win this battle."

Valentine looked at the frustration of the Harklan and said to his master, while Herme's expression was still extremely serious.

"No, that Ulu must have someone behind him, otherwise he wouldn't be able to sit there so calmly."

Herme withdrew the binoculars in his hand, what he saw before was the expression of Hackland Khan.

That Khan still had a relaxed expression on his face, as if the disadvantages at the front didn't exist at all, as if he thought he was bound to win.

Moreover, he seemed to have noticed that Herme was looking at him, and he waved at the Duke Protector specifically, which surprised the Duke Protector.

This discovery made Herme very disturbed. This person must have some backhand, otherwise it would be impossible to be so leisurely.

It's just that he still doesn't know who this person's backhand is after all, so he can only continue to wait for the trick to be revealed.

At the same time, in the place where Ulu Khan is located.

"Warlocks, hurry up and play your role. I want to see if the things you tossed out have such a strong combat power. Also, let the ceremony be prepared. If the situation really develops to that point, I want to guarantee That trick can be activated immediately."

Wulu looked at the Priest of Eclipse of Eternal Night standing beside him. The priest wore a delicate golden mask. Hearing Khan's order, he bent down exaggeratedly,

"You won't be disappointed, the Eclipse of Eternal Night will achieve everything you want."

The priest's words were so certain that there was no room for doubt.

And Haklan Khan didn't speak, just continued to look at the battlefield, his meaning was obvious, I want to see the real performance in the war.

A few more melodious horns sounded, and the troops of Eternal Night Eclipse were dispatched.

Groups of believers of the Eclipse of Eternal Night who had been waiting for a long time took action. They either wore black robes and wrapped themselves tightly, or they were naked from the upper body with the logo branded with a branding iron.

What they have in common is masks and black clothes, and they act in unison under the orders of the priests.

The believers of Eternal Night's Eclipse who carried the censer walked among them, and the censer exuded a dark red aura.

After the believers inhaled these breaths into their bodies, they violently became visible to the naked eye.

The Haklans obviously knew what the Eclipse of Eternal Night was going to do, and they took the initiative to give way to these fanatics, for fear of blocking their way forward.

Because what they did before was torn to pieces by them.

"Huh? What is this?"

After loading his spring wheel gun, Jerry looked at the cultists rushing up in confusion.

The Harklans who attacked him just now retreated, and he thought he could finally catch his breath, but he didn't expect to kill such a group of people suddenly.

From Jerry's point of view, the group of people in front of them looked like a group of idiots, and there was someone in their team carrying a censer, what the hell?
There are not a few soldiers who have the same mentality as Jerry, but everyone feels that it is strange, but the movements of the hands are not strong at all, the preparations that should be prepared, and the shots that should be shot.

Under the guns and bows and arrows, some cultists fell, but the other cultists charged forward bravely as if they hadn't seen it.

And when these cultists came to the front of the car formation, the defending soldiers immediately noticed something was wrong.

"What is this?"

Jerry looked at the cultist whose body was almost cut into two by the halberd, but still moved forward and stabbed the spear in the halberdman's face, and said with a hint of collapse.

The behavior of these cultists was really crazy. It was the first time Jerry had seen such a scene in his life.

Whether these guys were stabbed with knives and swords, pierced through the heart, or cut limbs, as long as their heads were not blown off, they still continued to move forward as if nothing happened.

Those cultists who were covered in black robes all over their bodies were even more frenzied. Some soldiers lifted their robes during the battle and found that there were skinned people underneath, and the muscles without skin protection appeared naked in front of the people. .

This was really terrifying to the soldiers, many of them retreated subconsciously, and some even turned their heads and ran away in fright.

The magic of Eternal Night Eclipse accelerated this trend even more. The dark red magic exploded in the crowd, and as several people were unfortunately torn into pieces of flesh and blood, they ran faster.

It was one thing to fight the Harklans, it was quite another to fight these obviously abnormal monsters.

Relying on their fearless appearance and terrifying appearance, the believers of Eclipse of Eternal Night quickly captured a layer of chariots. After destroying the chariots, they continued to move inside.

Jerry fell to the ground, looking at the black-robed cultist who was approaching him, his eyes filled with fear.

He wanted to run away, but his legs were as heavy as lead, and he couldn't lift his legs at all.

Jerry struggled for a while, but finally gave up, and he didn't want to run.

His troops collapsed, and the defense line in charge also collapsed, and he undoubtedly failed.

It is still so incompetent and paralyzed here, alas, it is really a failure.

Jerry thought of going to Homer's camp after the Battle of Sodden Mountain, and asked for his allegiance to Homer.

At that time, he never thought that the situation would develop into what it is now. The knight back then has now become the Lord Protector of Aedirn.

Thinking about it this way, at least he is still in a legendary story that must be sung by later generations. Thinking about it this way, Jerry feels that his life is worthwhile.

Wouldn't it be better to die in a legend than to live a mediocre life.

And just when Jerry was about to accept his fate and wait for death, a figure stood in front of him.

It was a tall figure, covered all over in a gray robe, looking at the background, Jerry had a feeling that it was really a woman.

The man was carrying a long sword, and the speed with which he used it reminded Jerry of all the witchers he had seen.

The cultists fell one after another in front of this person. The sword seemed to have magical powers, and the cultists who were struck by it fell down directly, and the incredible vitality could not be released at all.

During the fight, the man's cloak fell from his body, and Jerry saw that it was a woman in armor.

After a while, all the cult members fell to the ground, dying beyond death.

"It's okay, I'm Saskia."

The woman knelt down on one knee beside him and helped him up,

"Can we continue to fight?"

Jerry looked at the woman. She had blond hair, smooth skin, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and pretty lips. No matter how you looked at it, she was a standard beauty.

And with such a beauty standing on such a chaotic battlefield, people couldn't help but feel an indescribable sense of disobedience.

Jerry felt a little suffocated, but he answered as quickly as possible,
"I can."

"Then follow me, let's defeat these monsters."

The woman rushed at the cultists in a way Jerry would only have thought was stupid, a fool if anyone else had.

But this woman in front of him made Jerry just want to fight with her.

A poet once remarked that if a man is given the proper inducement to form a beautiful woman's buttocks, he may work wonders under the stimulus.

And without such an ass to lead the way, the warrior's thoughts turned to the harvest, his own woman, and the half-pint of wine at the inn.

This truth is undoubtedly reflected on the battlefield at this moment. Saskia's figure has attracted more and more soldiers to turn around and join the battle.

The offensive of the cultists was contained, and when the people united as one, the tricks of demons and ghosts could not do anything to them.

Of course, the most important of them is undoubtedly Sakia. If she hadn't stood in front of everyone and fought, these people would have been impossible to organize.

Lord Protector of Aedian also noticed the situation here. Originally, he planned to send some reserve troops to block those cultists, but suddenly found that the army that had been disbanded had killed the enemy back.

Herme quickly used the binoculars to look in that direction, and what he saw were faces that were fighting wildly, which made the Protector even more puzzled, and this puzzle lasted until he saw Saskia.

When seeing that figure, Duke Protector was stunned, why is that dragon girl here?But in a flash, Lord Protector also figured out the joints inside.

As a person who traveled through time, Lord Huguo once summarized all kinds of information in his memory, intending to discover useful things from it.

And now, that summary works.

The Lord Protector remembered that Saskia was the adopted daughter of the Three Jackdaws, and the Three Jackdaws were an important figure in the dragon worship of Serikania, and could even be said to be the object of worship.

So for the Three Jackdaws, the Lilit belief that is raging in Harkland and Serikania is undoubtedly a huge threat to him.

Thinking about it this way, Herme understood why Saskia came here, and the action against the followers of Niya (Lilit) was beneficial to Serikania, or more precisely, the giant dragon.

But if you say it this way, the Three Jackdaws are probably also nearby. For such a big matter, it is impossible for him to just let his daughter stand in front...

Subconsciously, Herme wanted to find it quickly and dig out the golden dragon, but his rationality stopped him.

Regardless of whether the golden dragon is there or not, even if it is, it is not easy for him to find it.

So Herme continued to focus on the battle situation. After thinking for a while, he decided to open the secret door on the city wall, release the long-prepared cavalry, and give the Haklans a countercharge.

But just when Hemei was about to give an order, he suddenly saw a thunderbolt falling from the sky.

Immediately behind Haklan's army, there was a cry of killing.

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"Anyway, we still caught up."

The bearded and tattered Cossack Getman Braven said.

"This is the will of the Great God."

Rastite was still chattering away as usual, but just as he finished speaking, a bolt of lightning fell from the sky and smashed into the ranks of cultists.

In front of them, many Cossacks in the same ragged clothes are charging. Although they are ragged, their eyes are full of hatred and anger, and it is inevitable to defeat the enemy.

After that fiasco, Bravin was once captured by the Haklans, but the old Cossack finally escaped on the way to be escorted.

But then Braven found himself in the Haklan-occupied territory.

He didn't dare to flee to the land of the Cossacks rashly, because the Haklans were all over the few feasible roads, and they were easy to be caught on the road.

On the prairie, there is no place for people to hide.

Afterwards, he wandered on the grassland, gathering some remnants by the way, and avoiding the hunt of the Haklans.

Then I met Rastite in the process of wandering, and the two old buddies decided to just stay behind the Haklans to see if there was any chance.

As a result, they discovered the existence of several prisoner-of-war camps. Since Hackland's main force had all gone to the west, the defense of these prisoner-of-war camps was also very low-level and perfunctory.

Then came the camp robbery. Attacking this kind of camp was too simple. The Haklan prisoner-of-war camp was surrounded by a fence like a livestock, mainly relying on starving the prisoners to half-death to maintain control.

After capturing several prisoner-of-war camps, Bravin also had 3000 people in his hands, so he then took this team to the west.

This side must not be able to stay any longer, because of his behavior, those Haklan tribes have already begun to block him.

Although the main force of the Haklan people has all moved westward, the ones that are still there are not something his team can fight against.

Going to Xieqi is also dangerous, but at least it is a gamble.

Then, it was Bravin who learned about the son-in-law's war, and then came to the battlefield at this critical moment, and killed the Haklan's ass.

Facing the sudden Cossacks coming from behind, the Haklans were in a mess, and the news of the back attack spread rapidly, and in the process of spreading, it gained all kinds of exaggerations as before. What "the main force of the Cossacks are behind us", "can Khan is dead" and other rumors abounded.

Khan's location was affected, and his subordinates became uncontrollably flustered, while Ulu Khan still looked relaxed and indifferent, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

"Master George, as I said, better opportunities will come, don't you see? I don't think there is any other time that is more suitable to get rid of that Khan than now."

And in such a panic, George and the Three Jackdaws unknowingly touched the vicinity of Ulu, and the Khan guards who were supposed to block all the idlers did not notice these people at all.

George didn't speak, he just drank the water in the kettle, which was actually potion.

Wulu is not a simple existence. Since he is going to assassinate him, George must ensure that he is fully prepared.

Seeing this, the Three Jackdaws said to George, "However, it's too dangerous for us to stand together now, Master George, I'll go to the other side first."

"Okay, let's do it together then."

George replied in a low voice. He also took a look at Three Jackdaws. This man gave him a very subtle feeling.

Although he looks chubby, he doesn't look like an assassin at all.

But George just had a feeling that this person was absolutely capable of killing Wulu.

But soon, George didn't think about it anymore. For an assassin, the most important thing was the current task.

(End of this chapter)