When Chen Mo returned to the Nilfgaard military camp, he didn't bother to rest and went straight to an inconspicuous tent in the corner of the military camp. At this moment, this small tent was packed with people.
Many of Geralt's comrades, friends, and brothers, anyone who had been favored by him or had conflicts with him, came. In addition, there were also a few remaining demon hunters in Kaer Morhen, many of whom were friends with Geralt.
A sorceress who has driven piles, although her status as a demon hunter is not very high, basically all the friends Geralt made during his travels gathered here. They all came to help Geralt. In order to send these people to the threat
Ren, Yennefer and her sorceress friends are exhausted, after all, they are the only ones who can open the portal now!
Geralt paid a heavy price for this. Chen Mo didn't know that the demon hunter would still be unable to straighten his back, but now, he saw it!
Xili, who was protected in the center like stars and stars, obviously didn't like the feeling of being noticed. When she saw Chen Mo appear, she immediately pushed through the crowd and followed Chen Mo to the outside of the camp.
Geralt wanted to follow him, but was pulled back by Yennefer and Triss, who shook their heads.
"Ciri is a big girl!"
"It's just because the other person is a big girl that I'm afraid!"
Geralt sighed helplessly, why is it so troublesome to raise a daughter?
"You made me pregnant, and you are fully responsible!"
"Yes, yes, I am definitely responsible, but the problem is that a late night snack will not last you long! You may not grow much if you eat it for a year!"
Looking at Xili who was eager to try the nighttime hot pot, Chen Mo took out a cold drink and various freshly cut meats from the storage space, and then took out a jar of sesame paste and poured it for the two of them.
"Let me tell you, in my hometown, eating hot pot without sesame sauce is soulless!"
"sounds good!"
While everyone was hurriedly preparing for war, Chen Mo hid in a corner with Xili and ate a small hot pot. After the hot meat slices and ice-cold drinks were put into his stomach, Xili's anxiety these days
It has also gradually slowed down a lot.
"Why do you eat with your left hand?"
Seeing Chen Mo holding the fork awkwardly with his left hand, Xili asked curiously.
"Because this is levo-eating, no matter how much you eat, you won't get fat, you will only lose weight!"
Chen Mo’s serious science popularization.
"You are lying, how is it possible!"
"It's true. Look at this beef. It's turned to the left in the pot, and the calories are gone. If you eat it with the left-hand method, you will lose weight! And this cheese rice cake, it's zero if you don't say it.
Ka, we can eat with confidence!”
It rained heavily outside the tent, but it was warm inside. Xili, who had eaten and drank enough, was full of fighting spirit. First, she gave Chen Mo a big hug again, and then returned to the main tent, ready to listen to Jie.
Lot's tactical arrangements.
Avallac'h's intelligence is very clear. Eredin will personally lead the army in this battle, so he is also Geralt's key target. The witcher has secretly vowed in his heart that as long as he is still breathing, the other party will not attack him.
I want to get closer to Shirley.
Other wizards and demon hunters also have arduous tasks. Geralt and Chen Mo don't think those witch hunters and Nilfgaardian troops can confront the Wild Hunt Knights head-on, so these elite warriors and spellcasters also bear the final responsibility.
Guard mission.
For these people, it's an uphill battle!
Starting from midnight, the temperature in the frontline military camp began to drop rapidly. Places where it had rained before were covered with a layer of frost at a speed visible to the naked eye. Just take a breath, and the white mist you exhale will be covered with ice crystals. Watch the sudden change.
Due to the bad weather, everyone spontaneously made a final check on combat readiness.
At dawn, a Nilfgaardian sentry subconsciously looked up at the sun, but then he screamed in fright. The soldiers who came after hearing the sound raised their heads one after another, and saw a sudden appearance in the clear sky.
A huge black ship.
"Najirfa!"
"They're coming!"
A long sound of bugles was instantly heard from the camps of the two armies. At this moment, both the Nilfgaardian army and the Northern Allied Forces quickly entered a state of war. They did not know where the flying black ship came from.
Above Najirfa, the King of the Wild Hunt stood on the bow with his sword. Looking at the continuous military camps and battle lines below, he saw the human armies gathering, but what was the use? The Wild Hunt Knights were invincible.
of!
Behind Eredin, hundreds of navigators began to cast spells on the portal. Gates of light appeared one after another, and then groups of Wild Hunt knights walked out of the light gates in armor and swords.
The deck lists the phalanx.
"Attack, my knights, destroy these backward and inferior races, and bring back my gifts to me!"
The orders from the King of the Wild Hunt made these knights restless. When the portal connecting to the ground opened, these Wild Hunt knights who were thirsty for endless blood rushed into the portal without hesitation.
And it was at this moment that the Elf Sage Avallac'h in the Nilfgaardian camp crushed a magic talisman in his hand.
Immediately, the magic beacons placed at various positions on both sides' fronts were also activated. The function of these beacons was to interfere with the landing point of the Wild Hunt's portal. Therefore, when groups of Wild Hunt knights rushed out of the portal, they found that they were not there at all.
Specified target location.
The beacons thrown by Chen Mo and Geralt were not even known to them, so the landing point of these Wild Hunt knights was extremely uncertain. Some Wild Hunt knights appeared in the human army's formation as soon as they landed.
Some were teleported into the warehouse, while others were struggling in the water. The most unlucky group of knights were teleported directly into the cesspit near the Nilfgaardian army.
Seeing the chaos of the forward troops, Eredin was furious, but at this point, he could only ask the navigators to stop the transmission and readjust the coordinates.
"But sir, our striker won't be able to come back like this!"
Caranthil warned carefully.
"Their sacrifice will gain us a favorable war situation, so don't worry about them!"
Eredin's tone did not waver at all, as if these soldiers under siege had nothing to do with him. Even Caranthil, who usually prides himself on being cruel and ruthless, could not help but feel a little frightened, because this was not a battle with dozens of people.
One hundred people, but a whole ten centurions!
On a normal day, a team of one thousand people would be enough to capture a city with tens of thousands of people, but in Eredin's eyes, they are just cannon fodder that can be consumed casually!
"This is war, Caranthir, and this is a lesson you should learn sooner or later!"
