The Witcher: Make Witcher Great Again

Chapter 283 War Never Changes
The workers at Pinetops used the scraps left over from logging to make charcoal, so the kiln was built next to the logging site.

The charcoal burning work here started not long ago, and the foul-smelling yellowish smoke billowed out of the dome like an erupting volcano. Unfortunately, this smell could not cover up the smell of death in the open space.

Keira jumped off the horse, and a magic aura appeared on her hands, ready to fire at any time.

Lin En also got off his horse and drew his sword.

The other soldiers were divided into two teams, one team followed Kayla and Lynn on foot, and the other team stayed outside the village to guard.

Everyone saw the first body next to the kiln. Its head and feet were missing, and blood was sprayed on the soil covering the kiln.

Not far away lay three more bodies, their faces utterly mangled beyond recognition, their blood seeping into the absorbent forest sand, leaving only dark stains.

There was a fire surrounded by stones in the middle of the open space, and there were two corpses next to it, one male and one female.

The man's throat was savagely torn open, and his cervical vertebrae were clearly visible.

The upper half of the woman's body lay in the embers of the fire, and her body was covered with wheat grains that had spilled from the pot.

A little further away, next to a pile of firewood, was a child who also died.

"These bastards didn't even let the children go."

When the soldiers who were traveling with him saw this scene, they were all filled with indignation.

Even Lin En, who had experienced a lot, did not look good.

"Humans are always like this. They are ruthless towards their own kind. As long as there is any reason, they will kill them without mercy."

Keira beside her explained.

She stretched out her white hand and pointed at Lynn.

"See those pits? They're traces of border stakes. This place is actually several miles from the original border between Temeria and Redania, but Redania's border stakes crossed the border and reached here."

"This family must have been unwilling to pay taxes to the Redanians, so they were killed."

Some soldiers asked curiously.

"Isn't King Vizimir, who rules Redania, known as 'The Just'? I hear it was under his rule that Redania became the most powerful nation in the North."

"What he's doing now has nothing to do with being fair."

It was not Kayla but Lynn who answered him: "A person who is called a wise ruler in his own country may become a butcher, executioner, or even a demon in another country."

Keira nodded and said, "Vizmir is confident that His Majesty Foltest won't react too strongly. The two countries are fighting over the territory of the former Kingdom of Embronia, and those who currently live on this land are also remnants of the former kingdom."

"Vizmir knew full well that those he killed and looted were the remnants of the original people of the Kingdom of Embronia. He wasn't targeting Foltest's base. Therefore, he knew Foltest wouldn't declare war on Redania over this."

"Of course, the premise is that we can catch those guys. Otherwise, Temeria will have to suffer this loss in silence."

"Bounty hunter, please."

"Okay, everyone spread out." Lynn asked the others to step back, then activated his witcher senses and carefully observed every inch of land.

This place is relatively remote because it is very close to the province of Velen. Neither Temerilinn nor Velen has developed it well, let alone here.

This is not a necessary stop on the way to either Goth Velen or Vizima.

Therefore, apart from the family living here, even traveling merchants would not go here.

So it was not difficult to find the trace of the Redanians.

After activating his demon hunter senses, in Lynn's eyes, the footprints of that group of people seemed to be marked in red, clear and conspicuous.

The witcher waved to the others, signaling them to follow him.

The group went back, mounted their horses, and followed the footprints.

……

after an hour.

"Wait, everyone stop."

Lynn suddenly raised his right hand.

The Temerian soldiers following behind him were all shocked.

They drew their swords and kept watch all around.

But in this forest, there is nothing except the sound of the wind and the warm sunshine.

Only Kayla rode closer.

"What did you find?" "There are people ahead, quite a few."

With Lynn's activated demon hunter senses, he could sense breathing sounds in the distance.

Just a few hundred meters away, there were more than twenty people.

Kayla muttered an incantation and cast a sensing spell on herself.

Her eyes shone with a strong magical light.

Then she saw those people too.

But Keira was not surprised but delighted: "Is it those Redanians?"

Lin En nodded. "It should be correct, but the other side has a warlock. If we attack directly, we will definitely suffer."

He immediately came up with an idea: "You guys lie in ambush here first, and I'll lure them over."

Those who were sent here by King Vizimir to cause destruction must be elite.

The enemy has more people than us.

If we rush forward rashly and fight, not only will there be casualties, but the enemy may also escape.

If the other party runs away, he will be alert.

It will not be so easy to catch the other party in one fell swoop.

Besides, even Keira couldn't just use these soldiers loyal to Foltest as cannon fodder.

So Kayla agrees to Lynn's plan.

However, although her status and power are not low, she is not a woman who takes others' efforts and sacrifices for granted.

She cast a lightening spell and an iron armor spell on Lin En, and then gave him another instruction.

"You shouldn't feel the weight of the plate armor anymore because I used a Light Body spell on you, which offset the weight of the plate armor. The Iron Armor Spell can at least block one full-strength magic attack from a high-level warlock, or ten rounds of physical damage."

"I owe you a favor. Be careful and don't die."

……

Next to the logging camp was a thatched-roof farmhouse and several huts.

There were the sounds of loud barking dogs, the noisy clucking of poultry, the screams of children, the cries of women, and faint curses.

Chicken feathers were flying everywhere, and an armed soldier was tying a poultry to his saddle.

Another whipped a farmer who was huddled on the ground.

A third soldier was tearing the clothes of a woman in tattered clothes, with a child clinging to her side.

"Hey!"

Suddenly there was a shout.

The soldier stopped in confusion and looked in the direction of the sound.

At the end of the sight, a figure wearing plate armor and holding a long sword stood there.

The soldier viciously threw the woman to the ground and warned his companions, "Someone is coming."

The other two soldiers stopped moving, stepped forward, and stood shoulder to shoulder with their companion.

"A man? A warrior? From where did he come?"

"No matter where he came from, that armor must be worth a lot of money. Kill him and take off the armor."

"Wearing plate armor and holding a sword, he wants to be the protector of the people. Hahaha, I like young people like this."

The three soldiers spoke one by one, mocking each other to their heart's content.

Through the gap in the mask, Lynn took a look at the farmer who was beaten black and blue, and the woman whose clothes were torn beyond recognition.

Then, he returned his gaze to the three soldiers: "Get out while you can still breathe!"

"You little bastard, who the hell are you trying to bully? You're courting death!"

"I said, get out!"

A dozen fully armed riders rushed out of the woods behind the house, and one of the riders was holding a wand instead of a lance or a saber.

(End of this chapter)