The Witcher: Make Witcher Great Again

Chapter 198 War, War Never Changes

half an hour ago.

Vesemir curled up in a small pit outside the castle.

The pit is not big and can only barely accommodate an adult man.

The pit was camouflaged so that people looking from the outside could not find anything unusual.

The other twenty-two witchers were hiding in the pit like him.

They had been hiding in the pit for several hours.

If discovered, it would definitely be a dead end.

There was no way to react in this position.

As soon as one demon hunter is discovered, the other soldiers will realize that there is something wrong with the ground beneath their feet.

By then, all the demon hunters will not be able to escape.

Vesemir did not believe in gods, but he still prayed devoutly to Meliteli this time.

Maybe it was luck, or maybe it was Meritelli's mercy.

The Kaedweni did not notice the abnormality underground.

Like a flock of quacking ducks, they all flocked to Kaer Morhen in a noisy rush.

What happened next was just as the Grand Master and the Resident Warlock had rehearsed.

The mages stationed in the fort first cast Grease on the trench and the ground outside the trench, and then followed up with Fireball.

The flames ignited the earth and devoured countless lives.

The wailing and screaming of the Kaedweni are the best signals.

Vesemir pushed aside the wooden board used for camouflage and jumped out of the pit. He saw the soldiers around him whose expressions changed from stunned to horrified.

Without any words to slow down his movements, Vesemir's figure flashed past a soldier like a ghost.

A cold light flashed across the soldier's neck.

The next second, the soldier's head flew high into the sky, and blood gushed out.

This is not over yet.

Vesemir pushed his left palm forward, and a stream of fire swept forward like a fire dragon. The flames penetrated through the gaps in the armor, and several soldiers were burned and wailed.

His figure flashed.

The steel sword in his hand quickly reaped the lives of the burned soldiers.

While he was fighting, the other twenty-two demon hunters rushed out from the pit one after another and launched a surprise attack on the panicked soldiers.

For a moment, screams were heard everywhere.

The Kaedweni fell into great chaos.

In fact, to be fair, twenty-three against thousands, unless all the twenty-three people on the side are Astartes, it is impossible to kill thousands of troops.

Although the Demon Hunter's physical fitness is stronger than that of an ordinary person due to mutation, it is still far from the level of a Space Marine.

But the difference between reality and games is that the real army is made up of real people.

Human emotions are very complex and cannot be simulated by a morale bar in a game.

These soldiers who were lucky enough not to die in the sea of ​​fire were attacked by the witchers before they could react.

They didn't even know where the enemy came from.

In such a chaotic situation, it is really a luxury to expect humans to remain calm. Why did armies in the era of cold weapons easily collapse when they were attacked from both sides?
In addition to the fact that the armies of this era were not as well trained as those of later generations, there is another very important reason, which is the lack of information.

When a soldier is in an army, there are people around him. In this case, his behavior is actually influenced to a large extent by the people around him.

When people around were in panic and even fled, few people were able to calm down and understand what was happening.

And when they flee along with others, they will lead more soldiers to flee.

Until finally, the entire army was affected.

Now is the best example.

No one knows what happened, how many mutants are attacking them, or whether they have received help from other mutants...

Or is this actually a trap: the mutants actually knew their plan a long time ago, and mutants from other parts of the world had secretly rushed over and set a trap, waiting for them to foolishly fall into it.

This idea of ​​boosting others' ambitions while destroying one's own prestige may seem ridiculous to bystanders, but the authorities involved can only use this idea to explain what is happening to them now.

What happened next seemed much more logical.

More and more soldiers joined the escape, and they retreated like a tide, leaving behind only a large number of corpses wounded by swords and knives.

As for those who died in the trenches, there were even more charred bodies.

Even though the flames were extinguished by the warlocks stationed in the fort, the remaining thick smoke still rose into the sky.

In the military camp in the distance.

The eyes of Władysław and the nobles under his command seemed to be able to spit fire.

Staring intently at the witcher castle that was still standing in the distance.

The flames consumed at least hundreds of lives, and it is estimated that hundreds of soldiers also died at the hands of the witcher's sword.

You have to know that these are not conscripted farmers who farm in normal times, but are temporarily assembled when war is needed.

These are all his and other nobles' standing soldiers who do not produce anything at all.

So many lives were lost in just one battle.

Władysław and the nobles' hearts were bleeding.

Lynn didn't expect that the siege of Kaer Morhen was fought like this?
But why did it appear in later records that a sorceress incited a mob to attack the castle?

No one could answer his question, and he didn't need anyone to answer it, because he figured it out himself:
The reason is simple: meat eaters have no face.

History is a little girl who can be dressed up.

Take Joan of Arc for example. In France, she is undoubtedly a saint.

Even during World War II, Vichy France and Free France used the deeds of Joan of Arc to increase their orthodoxy and legitimacy.

But in Britain, Joan of Arc was considered a witch.

If the Hundred Years' War had ended with Britain's victory, Joan of Arc might have become the second King Arthur - fighting Anglo-Saxon all her life, but being regarded as an Anglo-Saxon hero after her death.

By the same token, Władysław certainly did not want the truth to be known to the world.

So he would definitely ask the clerk to distort the facts.

Anyway, the power of speech is in the hands of the king, who can distort and slander as he pleases.

As for the survivors, such as Vesemir and others, why didn't they choose to clarify the truth?

Of course, it is useless to clarify one aspect. On one side is the high and mighty king, and on the other side is the witcher of low social status. Who will people believe?
On the other hand, since then, perhaps the king and the nobles thought that the witchers were no longer relevant, so they ignored them. Vesemir took Geralt and others back to the castle that had become ruins.

Compared to staying alive, the truth is naturally not important.

(PS: Vesemir when he was young)
(End of this chapter)