Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1416 1388. Escape route!

If necessary, with Lan's ability to control battlefield psychology, he would be able to use some actions and arrangements to make the people in the tower hall collapse under pressure.

But now, he doesn't need to go to such trouble.

The door was only hit twice. The first time, even the connection between the door and the wall was mostly cracked.

On the stone wall, those parts connecting the door hinges were squeezed out and large handfuls of lime were burst out.

After the second hit, the entire door was knocked straight off the wall!

"bump!"

The solid wood and iron-clad door panels are heavy and thick, and the sound when they hit the ground feels like it can break a person's bones!

An unusually tall, hooded and cloaked figure walked in from outside, throwing down a wooden pillar that was about the same thickness as Lan En himself.

The image of an ordinary person carrying a wooden pole that is almost the same size as himself is already wild and impactful.

Not to mention Lan En's size, just walking in was like a sense of oppression pressing on everyone's heart.

With a bang, the wooden pillars removed from the tower were thrown aside.

Lann shook his hands.

In fact, if he just smashed the door with his fist, he could finish it in one go.

The hard fist bones and armor can even make a hole in a solid wood and iron-clad door and break the bolt.

But this isn't a 'bandit invasion'.

Where did the bandits get such heavy and hard fists?
That's why Lan En found a pillar to show his respect.

Just like before, he had to at least leave 'traces that normal people could imagine'.

After Lan En entered the room, everyone in the hall was stunned for a moment.
"For the eternal fire! For burning the unclean world!"

Suddenly, the captain, who had looked a little funny because he was wearing pajamas under his armor, shouted loudly!

Pious and fearless, he did not even say a word when faced with the giant stepping out from the shaking lime!

"Forward! Knights! Attack! In the name of glory!"

The way he drew out his sword inspired many people.

Although most of the servants and attendants were still fleeing in all directions, there were still three or five knights who rallied and charged towards the giant that broke in.

Lan En tilted his head and looked at the people who were left in the only hall on the upper floor of the tower.

The number of members of the White Rose Knights has expanded rapidly in recent years due to the rule of accepting members for a fee.

But even if their wallets are bursting with money, their ability to take on the responsibility is still there.

It's barely acceptable for a knightly order to recruit a thousand or so people, but if you recruit more than 2,000 people, or even more, what do you want to do?
Are the vassals and lords of Temeria no longer able to suppress you?
The Templar Council also didn't agree. To join the Knights Templar one had to register with them.

The knights' noble status, family crests, and noble records all need to be communicated with other countries.

These exchanges eventually formed "heraldry", a discipline that specializes in the study of aristocratic genealogy and family lineage.

Therefore, the five hundred people in Gaoqiu Castle are indeed the majority of the military forces of the White Rose Knights.

Normally speaking, these 500 people alone are enough to replace several small regular knight orders.

For example, the Order of Embers only has sixty members.

The remaining knights will also set up local offices of the Order in various important cities and next to the nobility to serve as communication nodes.

For example, in Novigrad and Vizima, the Knights of the White Rose must maintain contact with the Church of the Eternal Flame and also maintain exchanges with various powerful figures in the capital of Temeria.

There are offices in Tretogg, the capital of Redania.

So in the end, there were only about two hundred armed knights left in the castle where the Knights Templar were stationed.

But there were only two hundred people, and they were stuck in a tower building where they couldn't gather.

Facing Lan En, I can only say that I am too weak.

Just as Rudolph thought, they were all that were left.

After entering the room, Lan En looked at the chaotic crowd.

His eyes scanned quickly under his hood, and he assessed the situation in just a moment.

The rest were mostly servants and menial workers, just like the conscripted soldiers before, and he had no intention of involving these people.

It's just that he didn't involve others, but someone wanted to stop him.

"Evil ones! For the glory of the Eternal Fire! Stop!"

Three or five young voices, with the clanking sound of armor swaying on their feet, stood in front of Lan En, a little trembling.

Lan En tilted his head and looked down at the knight rushing towards him. He took out the war hammer from somewhere and just shook his wrist slightly.

The heavy hammer head hit the incoming blade from the side faster and more flexibly than the light sword blade.

A fairly good half-sword was bent by a blow from the side before the person holding the sword could react.

Lann shook his wrist, and his fist, which was still holding the handle of the warhammer, hit his helmet.

With a clang, the momentum he had just had was gone. He staggered and stepped back uncontrollably, about to fall to the ground.

Lan En followed his retreating steps and punched him again with a clang.

For Lan En, this force was probably slightly weaker than a blow to the head.

But the knight had already fainted.

"Knights, glory, blah blah."

The witcher muttered to himself as he knocked the opponent unconscious with two punches, scaring the remaining knights into being at a loss.

"I don't really hate that, but gentlemen, why don't you turn your heads and look first?"

The knights, all very young under their helmets, turned their heads.

Then they saw their Captain Rudolf, who had been so passionate just now, together with the Eternal Fire Missionary, and the veteran knights of the Knights Templar who had gathered around them and were talking about something.

Several people were running towards the next level with their heads covered. The young knights' faces, which had originally turned red due to the surge of adrenaline, had their veins subsided.

They were stunned, and some of the sword handles that were tightly grasped in their gloves fell off and hit the ground.

There was a crisp sound when the steel hit the ground.

The servants came and went in a mess, like headless flies.

And Lan just stood there, tilting his head and looking down at the young knights.

Actually, they are about the same age as Lan En, but what determines whether a person is mature or not is not age, but experience and knowledge.

"Have you just joined the Knights?"

Lan asked in an amused tone.

It's called a question, but it actually already contains the answer.

The young knights pressed their hands on their helmets, as if they couldn't accept it or were completely stunned.

Lan walked right between them.

"Go home when it's time to go home. Do you really think that the eternal fire will bless you and drive you to kill heretics, wizards, and non-human races?"

"Thank goodness, why didn't it burn me?"

Walking past the young knight he had knocked unconscious, Lan En poked him with his toes and said, "This guy is also taking away the knights who can join by paying money."

"A bunch of fools really think they are religious role models who carry out God's will?"

Lann ignored the young knights.

He neither set fire nor threw [Demon Dust] alchemical bombs on a large scale, so there was no danger to his life.

Even if it was the stairs that he had dismantled, these young knights only had to take off their armor to reduce their weight, and then slowly find something to build a ladder to use as support, and they could go down.

The most dangerous thing in this tower is always Lan En.

Leaving the chaotic hall behind, Lan En continued to walk up.

He had seen the tower before entering it. This main tower was actually an isolated tower. There was no aerial corridor connecting it to other towers in the castle. The only way to get there was to fly out and take the stairs.

So now he is a little curious about the mentality of these people running up.

But after walking a few steps up, Lan En immediately understood.

Glancing around, the magic-blocking gold that was supposed to be scattered throughout the castle had completely disappeared on the top floors!

And under the hood cloak, the silver roaring bear head pendant also began to tremble!
"Fuck the Eternal Flame and the White Rose!"

Lan En suddenly cursed inwardly, then immediately turned into a huge and ferocious afterimage and rushed upwards!

"You're yelling 'evil witchcraft' and opening a portal at home, right!!!"

Sure enough, there are not many crazy people obsessed with religion anywhere! Even in a cult!
Most of the time they say one thing and do another!

Now that we are blocked in the tower, we can discuss whether portals are evil or not!

"A stopgap measure!" In the leader's secret room, the missionary of the Eternal Fire gasped for breath and said in a deep voice as he looked at the portal that was gradually opening in mid-air in front of him.

"We are servants who spread the glory of the eternal fire. We do not have the right to seek our own death! All of this is arranged by the divine will!"

As he spoke, he took off his bright red felt hat, revealing his greasy bald head.

He held the doctrinal text to his chest and recited it devoutly.

"Yeah, it's a stopgap measure."

Rudolph agreed, sweat dripping down his forehead, but his hands kept sweeping away the layer of dust that originally covered the ground.

As the teleportation positioning array on the ground became clearer, the teleportation portal in the air, which was originally only the size of a basketball, began to expand steadily.

Several veteran knights of the Order of the White Rose also praised the flexibility of the commander and the missionary, and even called it a "great tolerance."

However, in this knight order that discriminates against non-human groups, there was a dwarf among the last group of people to escape, who was watching coldly the farce performed by a group of knights.

It seems that they are actually respected to a certain extent.

The portal expanded steadily, and soon it was large enough to fit a dwarf through it.

The dwarf sighed, and although he rolled his eyes at the knights, he still walked forward and wanted to be the first to pass through the portal.

But as the portal expanded steadily, a heavy and fierce footsteps also approached from downstairs at an unusually fast speed!

There were only three sounds of "dong dong dong", but the location of the heavy and explosive footsteps was getting closer and closer, and each one was audibly approaching!

Even ordinary people can hear the approach!

The sound of these footsteps is the death-defying war drum!
The missionary, whose head was almost completely bald, suddenly had red eyes at the urging of the war drum. He grabbed the dwarf who was about to go in, and rushed into the portal that was not even big enough for one person!

The leaping action greatly reduced the standard of escape and inspired the knights.

All of a sudden, the knights rushed in one after another, and the dwarf who was pulled back didn't have time to get up.

"bump!"

With a loud bang, a fist suddenly smashed in from the wall of a secret room hidden in the mezzanine behind a stone wall!
Most of the stacked bricks on the entire narrow wall were knocked down by a single punch!

Lan's upper body poked in like a monster.

He looked speechlessly at the portal that was still suspended in mid-air, and at the unknown dwarf who was lying on the ground, crawling backwards using his hands and feet, as if he had seen a ghost.

The witcher sighed.

"I wanted you to die quickly."

He was looking at the portal in mid-air, which didn't seem like he was looking at the route a group of enemies had successfully escaped through.

Instead, it was like looking at an execution platform that was so cruel that it was unbearable to watch.

The demon hunter had already formed a seal on his left hand and released it.

[Seal of Aden]!
"You asked for this kind of death now."

(End of this chapter)