Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1654 1626. Attack
The sign that soldiers are savvy is that they will very carefully test the lower limit of their superiors' tolerance for something. After testing it out, they will start to move around that lower limit.

And if you see that the superior still has no reaction, then you will further lower the bottom line.

Make yourself more and more relaxed and comfortable.

There is no doubt that the orders issued by His Majesty the King, the Marquis, and the Governor of Kaedwen were the same.

But from the day the army set out and entered the territory of Aedirn, the execution of this order began to decline.

The centurion scolded the decurions just to make them watch their tongues and not speak out without restraint.

It is one thing if you talk about these things behind closed doors, but it is another thing entirely if they are heard by others outside and leaked.

So after the centurion scolded his cavalry ten-sergeant for not laughing, he didn't say anything else.

But when he stroked his beard and was about to take a sip of vodka in his hand, he frowned.

"What's the noise?"

The centurion turned his head left and right while holding the wine glass.

He had just gotten off a horse, and his body was still shaking, so he tiptoed when he walked. Then he chattered with his subordinates for more than ten minutes.

At this moment, his body began to rest and his subordinates were scolded into silence, and then he felt a regular and subtle noise in the room.

It was like the wooden table in another room was creaking.

"Oh." The archer centurion curled his lips in boredom. "Bode just found a woman from somewhere and dragged her in."

This regular sound sounded confusing unless it was explained, but once it was explained, the centurion immediately felt familiar with it.

The sound of tables and chairs shaking, the women's screams and cries, and the men's gasps all came through the wall.

"Fuck you." The centurion yelled, "Where did you find this woman, you bastard?"

Everyone laughed and said, "I don't know about that."

As he was talking, the door opened and a man was pulling the hem of his cotton jacket down, as if trying to make it smoother.

After coming out, the man smiled at everyone in a gruff voice.

"The pub in the town down the road, I didn't expect the owner had a child hidden at home."

He rubbed his hands on his already shiny black cotton armor.

"The old man even cried and begged me, saying it was a boy."

"Oh?" Everyone became interested. "Is it a boy or a girl?"

"Haha! I don't care whether it's a boy or a girl, it's the same if you take off your pants and push them anywhere!"

Everyone burst into laughter after hearing this.

It was only later that Bode saw the centurion with a stern face in the crowd, but he did not feel guilty or afraid.

"Sir," he smiled at the centurion, "I'm already carrying someone on my back."

The centurion looked unhappy, but he really didn't think this matter was important, so he just turned his head and spat, and said nothing more.

However, at the same moment when the Centurion's spit landed on the ground
"Oh!"

A soldier suddenly flew in backwards with the gate as if he was hit by a wild bull!

The cold air outside the room made everyone sitting by the fireplace shiver!
The centurion hadn't reacted yet. He thought that he had just spit out such a loud noise.

It took half a second for him to come back to his senses.

The soldier who crashed into the house along with the door was nailed to the door by an arrow, and then was pushed in along with the thick wooden door!

The door was pulled out of its frame!
"What the hell is this arrow?!"

The archer centurion cried out in horror.

Then the centurion suddenly shouted: "Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

In an instant, the originally peaceful military camp was filled with shouts and neighs! Chaos descended!

The arrow that nails a person to the door and then pulls the door out of the door frame is really terrifying.

The decurions and centurions in the room immediately leaned against the wall to avoid the shooting range exposed by the broken door.

They listened to the noise coming from the camp outside and knew that things were in chaos in an instant.

The arrow could directly hit the main gate located in the center of the military camp. Not to mention its outrageous power, the shooting point must be in a straight line facing the main gate.

The archer has definitely broken into the stronghold!
They moved hurriedly on the wooden floor, kicking and shuffling their legs.

"Fuck! You didn't send out a patrol today?!" the centurion cursed.

The centurions themselves were horrified and puzzled as they tried to explain: "We sent them out! We sent them out just like we usually do!"

"Fuck you!" The centurion didn't care about anything else and started spitting out curses, "I don't care if you sent a patrol! Now someone has sneaked in!"

"Now, get out of here and manage the troops! Don't just scream like a virgin whose butt was touched!"

The centurion still had the power of deterrence, and he rushed out himself. Although the remaining decurions were all veteran soldiers, since they were in this line of work, they were not afraid of death.

Then he bent down, looking for an opportunity to rush out the door.

But as soon as they went out, several people suddenly widened their eyes and froze in place.

"The black dogs are attacking us?!" "It's the Nilfgaardians!"

The flag with a golden sun on a black background was not flying on the other side of the Tiffany River, but was right in front of their faces!
Not only are they Nilfgaardians, but they are definitely the elite troops among the Nilfgaardians!

The centurions obviously never thought that their troops would be broken through and hunted down at such a fast speed!

Yes, hunting!

This is not a tented military camp that will be destroyed in a single charge! This is a military camp that has been renovated a lot after they occupied it! It is made of rammed earth bricks and wooden boards. Anyway, it is a real house!

Even if we can't win in this kind of environment, at least we can maneuver for more time, right?
Even running in circles?

What about finding something to block the door?

But obviously, at this moment, these simple yet practical tips are all useless!

These Nilfgaardian soldiers broke into the military camp built based on the village with great force.

The iconic black winged helmets on their heads soared into the sky.

When the decapitators and centurions rushed out of the house, they saw each of them rushing in quickly.

And everyone seemed to have known how many people were in each house in this stronghold, where the equipment was stored, and where the worthless cesspool was.

The Nilfgaardian troops pouring in could number in the dozens at a glance.

They seemed to have rehearsed it long ago, and after rushing into the stronghold, they quickly and accurately dispersed into teams of different sizes.

But each team had more people than the enemy at the target point they were heading to.

This resulted in their battle ending very quickly, and with almost no losses after the battle!
'Are there spies?'

As a first reaction, a chilling feeling flashed through the centurion's mind.

'And he was the kind of spy who reported how many people were in the barracks? ! '

He looked at the centurions around him with vicious eyes.

But when the centurions looked at him anxiously, he staggered back a step, distanced himself from them.

But then, he forced himself to dismiss the chilling thoughts in his mind.

It was broad daylight, and the people in the barracks were mobile. The personnel distribution an hour ago was different from that an hour later! How could this be leaked?

There was a sharp cry of a hawk from the sky, but no one had time to look up.

"Organize a defense line!" The infantry centurion Bode, who had just pulled up his pants a minute ago, shouted, veins popping out on his neck, "If we don't organize a defense line now, it will be too late! We will be penetrated!"

But in fact, it's too late.

Their military camp stronghold had also been breached.

"Stab!"

The sound of a sharp blade entering flesh suddenly exploded among the crowd!
No one even had time to react. Only those who happened to be at the right angle saw that a long-handled dagger had been inserted into the neck of the archer centurion?

After being upgraded with the Isu technology forging table, the Spear of Leonidas does look more like a large dagger with an extended handle.

After a skillful opening move, golden light particles gathered into a human shape on the handle of the broken spear!
Cassandra leaped forward with inertia and appeared among the group of people in an instant!

The broken spear that had already pierced through his neck was held down by her hand that suddenly appeared, and pulled straight down! The entire broken spear was pulled down from the archer centurion's neck and cut vertically into his chest!

Blood spurted outward in a fan shape. The falconer's armor was covered with a cover with a golden sun wheel printed on it, and on his head was a black feather helmet.

At this time, it was covered with a layer of blood, and turned into a hideous and ferocious dark red color under the sunlight.

After all, centurions are one level higher than ordinary soldiers.

Amid the sudden killing and hideous death, they actually generally maintained their will to fight.

"wizard!"

"Don't let her move away!"

Bode had just pulled up his pants, and he pulled out the sledgehammer from his belt and wanted to smash it on Cassandra's head!
But the falconer did not even turn his head, and his left hand holding the broken spear had not yet pulled it out.

But in her right hand, she had already pulled out the [Prototype] from her waist.

Berengar used the material of the New World Molten Dragon to test the one-handed sword, and he didn't even think of giving it a proper name.

The Novigrad dagger looked very simple, but the blade of the sword easily cut across Baldur's unprotected wrist.

It wasn't until it hit the abdominal side of the breastplate he was wearing that a spark suddenly burst out.

"Oh!"

A dull small-scale explosion sounded on the sword blade!
Bode's face suddenly turned pale and his eyes widened like a frog.

A crack caused by the explosion appeared on the lower abdomen of the breastplate, and inside was the sound of rotting flesh and blood. The breastplate trapped the force of the explosion inside, making the damage even greater.

But it seemed as if a fierceness overwhelmed the fear and pain during the time before he could react.

"Fuck you black dog wizard!"

Bode opened his bloody mouth and screamed, still cursing viciously, and his broken body pounced forward towards Cassandra.

(End of this chapter)