Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 597 599. No one can blame

In the end, Geralt did not kill the strong man on the horse.

Of the two of them, Geralt was in a hurry to get away and find someone.And the strong man had no intention of fighting to the end. He seemed to just come to test the depth of a normal demon hunter.

After two more horseback attacks, Geralt chopped the blade of the crescent moon ax into pieces, and then retreated without hesitation.

After Geralt cautiously watched the other party riding away, he quickly turned around and left, running to Dandelion's side.

At this moment, a large part of the refugees who were eager to survive had already run away.

So the risk of stampedes has been reduced.

In the chaos of large crowds, disasters always come and go quickly.

But in the short period of time when the flow of people was at its peak, Geralt estimated that at least nearly a hundred people had been trampled to death or maimed.

"Are you okay? How about you, Ciri?"

Geralt held his sword and asked anxiously to his friend and the child of destiny.

Dandelion pulled Ciri and leaned against a big tree, his face pale at this time.

It wasn't until a few seconds after Geralt finished asking that he seemed to come to life again and suddenly began to breathe heavily.

"Suck~ cough cough, for the sake of the plague! They almost squeezed me out just now!"

But despite what he said, Ciri, who was being dragged by Dandelion, was not seriously injured, but seemed a little flustered.

The poet tried his best to protect her.

Geralt knew, but their relationship had gone beyond thanking him.So he said nothing.

"Let's leave quickly."

While protecting the two incompetent people behind him, the white wolf moved towards the retreating crowd.

"You don't have to worry about being trampled to death now, but these remaining rebels are enough to kill both of you, so follow me closely."

Things are going well.

Those Nilfgaardian soldiers who were left behind as the refugee wave left, watched quietly as Geralt left while guarding the two people.

But the silence was chilling.

This is not the look of an army that has been shattered and has lost its organizational power.

On the rare occasions when Geralt came into contact with defeated armies, they made him feel like a dog in water.

Embarrassed and nervously panicked.

The Nilfgaardians were like that when their formation was first broken by Lan En.

But then the massacre of the refugee group, the weak resistance and wailing of the refugees.

There is no doubt that this has allowed the Nilfgaardians to regain their confidence and calmness.

Yes, there is a warrior here in the refugee group who is so powerful that he was unexpectedly strong.But it's just 'one'.

They were just caught off guard this time, and their army was still the most violent force in the world.

Their insufficient numbers and insufficient equipment will lead to the failure of this battle.

Most of the refugee group had taken advantage of the previous wave to break through the blockade and arrived near Lan En.

Stewart, Haxor, and all the refugees turned around and looked at the Nilfgaardians who were originally scattered among the refugees.

Watch them consciously reorganize into a queue from the scattered defeated army under the afterglow of the setting sun.

Watching them pick up the Great Sun Flag that Lan En shot off at the beginning and hold it up in their hands.

Looking at five commander-like characters on horseback, standing in front of the Nilfgaardian queue.

The Nilfgaardians and the refugee group looked at each other from a distance.But the refugees who rushed through the blockade didn't have any atmosphere of victory, and the Nilfgaardians on the opposite side didn't have any sense of defeat.

There were even officers there, looking as if they were ashamed of their performance in the previous battle.

He yanked off his helmet and threw it to the ground, roaring loudly in the direction of the refugee group!

"Let's go."

Lan En watched this scene, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then he patted the shoulder of Gede who was looking at the Nilfgaardians motionlessly and said.

Behind them, there are already many refugees who are eagerly running towards the border, which is still one day away.

They didn't even glance at the corpses on the road behind them that could not get up, as well as their companions who were seriously injured and fell to the ground wailing, and were now being touched up by the Nilfgaardians.

The sound of horse hoofbeats sounded from around the demon hunters.

Stewart's thigh was wrapped in a bleeding bandage.

He rode up, dismounted in front of the witcher, and managed to stand upright.

"Thank you all for your help, especially you, Master Bordon."

His pale and calm face lifted up to look at Lan En.

"Without you, we will never win this battle."

Haxo also came from the side.

He looked a little breathless, thinking that the wave just now also came here.But even so, he had just taken the time to put wax on his hair again to prevent it from being disheveled.

"Not only should you thank us, but also those who have been lying in the place where we just passed. They were trained for a few hours and then forced to go on the field to face the battle-hardened Nilfgaardians, and for this It cost him his life.”

Lan En said in a cold tone.

"But now, it seems like no one is mourning for them?"

Stewart frowned slightly when he heard this, but the smile on Haxo's face seemed to never change.

He tilted the steel scepter in his hand and blocked it in front of his son.

But he took a step towards Lan En.

"You seem to be angry about this. I understand your feelings and admire your virtue. But this is war. If we have to debate, it is that we go to Ossenfurt University and find the most senior and authoritative Professor, there will be no result in debating until the day he dies."

Haxo said calmly.

"All the refugees here just think that they have been rescued and are not far away from a new life. Those who died have nothing to do with them. Those who really can't let go of those corpses are most likely already lying there with them just now. ."

"That's the truth, and we're not here to argue with you, but to say thank you. Goodbye."

This is indeed a fact, because during the stampede and the killings of Nilfgaardian soldiers, those who will still be dragged will not let go, and there is a high probability that they will lie together.

The corners of Gede's mouth twitched angrily, and he stepped forward to walk towards Haxo.

But Lan En held him back and shook his head.

It is true that he is angry now, but at the same time, this anger cannot be expressed to others.

After this battle, the number of people in the refugee group was reduced by nearly [-].One-fifth loss.

But if you think about it, who can blame you?
Is it to blame those armed refugees who are even afraid of Nilfgaard's disorganized rebel army?
But they had only trained for a few hours.They had only held weapons for a few hours in their lives.

Blame Haxor for making everyone rush in at the end?

But at that time, the formation was already on the verge of collapse and would disperse regardless of shouting.He shouted, but at least the frightened refugees did not run back, but rushed over.

So in the end, there was really no one to blame for the corpses in the distance.

(End of this chapter)