From Witcher to Lord of the Empire

Only part of the city guards came, but none of the town guerrillas came. They scattered in other parts of the town to defend against monsters and evacuate the crowd, and couldn't get away for a while.

Under the leadership of the commander, the remaining people struggled with the enemy in the dark, wielding their weapons and shedding blood.

On one side is the mercenary group built by warlocks and the elites from Nilfgaard. There are a large number of them, ready to wait; Fighting monsters, but with high morale and fearless death.

For a while, they were evenly matched, and the battle fell into a stalemate.

Until Cohn arrives.

For such a big scene, Alice naturally wanted to inform him.

The witcher of the Griffin School pulled up his gloves, pulled off his cloak and wrapped it around his left arm.

His face was as pale as a dead man's, with bruised veins on his face, and he had already drank several bottles of potions.

A swaying earth-yellow body seal is wrapped around his body, and he wields an eagle-headed steel sword in his right hand, ruthlessly digging into the enemy's camp from the outermost periphery, and every time the sharp sword whistle sounds, it will bring a handful of blood.

The most taboo of demon hunters is to get trapped in the crowd on the battlefield. In the wild, they can single out monsters that dozens or even hundreds of people can't deal with, but on the battlefield, perhaps a battle formation composed of ten people can make demon hunters drink their hatred.

But things are different now, at least not in Sintra.

Cohn's arrival sparked cheers among the Cintraites, and immediately nearby soldiers spontaneously moved to his side, covering his sideways movement, covering his back, clearing his front, and creating a Space for attacking and killing enemies.

Next, Cohen didn't even need to swing his sword. As soon as he stretched out his hand, a torrent of extremely solid flames flew from his hand not far away, igniting several human-shaped torches.

He stretched out his hand again, and knocked down several enemies with a mental impact, and immediately the soldiers surrounded by him stepped forward to harvest the enemies without any pressure.

A demon hunter who let his hands and feet loose on the battlefield showed his majesty towards the intruders on this night when monsters raged!

...

Unfortunately, everything will not go so smoothly tonight.

All of a sudden, Cohen felt a sudden needle-like pain in his head. If it wasn't for the Sintra people guarding him, he might be attacked by the surrounding enemies.

As an advanced combat unit, the witcher can wreak havoc among soldiers, but this time the Nilfgaardian came prepared.

The griffin emblem on his chest vibrated violently, telling his master that this was an enemy sneak attack—a sneak attack related to magic.

Ke En raised his head with feeling, only to see a beautiful woman not far away staring at him, her eyes seemed to be spitting out light.

That's her!

Before Cohen could react, a round object was suddenly thrown towards him.

Cohen's forehead and pupils shrank the moment he saw the thing clearly, but before he could do anything, the thing exploded.

"boom--"

The thing did not explode into flames, fragments, or poisonous gas as Cohen expected, which spared all the Cintra people around Cohen.

But what erupted from that alchemy bomb was something more serious to the Griffin School of Demon Hunters.

The green smoke covered Ke En's body in an instant, and the dark green metal dust with a touch of static electricity wrapped around the demon hunter's body, and some of it entered his body along with his breath.

Ke En coughed violently, and the [Quen Seal] on his body shattered immediately, and the magic power in his body also melted like spring snow at this moment, and he couldn't feel it at all.

【Golden Bomb】

Alchemy bombs are not unique to demon hunters, but were invented by alchemists on the mainland. It's just that this weapon fits very well with the fighting methods of the demon hunters, so it was included in their regular combat equipment.

And now, Cohen, a demon hunter of the Griffin school, was attacked with a magic gold bomb!

"Haha, witcher!!"

A frenzied figure rushed in, and the long sword in his hand swung like a scythe of death, and he shot countless times in an instant.

Cohen hadn't recovered from the discomfort caused by the anti-demo gold bomb when he discovered that the few Cintra people who had just defended him had been killed by the bounty hunter's lunatic in costume.

"You!" Cohen's eyes were about to split, he raised his hand and swung his long sword resolutely against the opponent, and then continued to slash with the sword.

"Dangdangdang—"

Just three times, Cohen couldn't help being startled. The opponent was extremely fast and surprisingly powerful. From the point of view of swordsmanship alone, Cohen can be sure that there are only three people in Brokiron, Lane, Lei Suo, and Gerd, who can stabilize the other side. They are the cats who specialize in swordsmanship that he has seen when he was young. Even a demon hunter might not be able to defeat him.

But looking at this sneak attacker, those dead fish eyes had normal human pupils, and these attacks were made purely by the talent of ordinary people.

Where did this sword monster come from?

【This guy is probably prepared. And I just fought fiercely for a long time, and I was attacked again. It is definitely not the moment to compete with him immediately. 】

Ke En looked at the guy in front of him who had been dormant like a poisonous snake for an unknown amount of time, and his thoughts flowed like lightning. The demon hunter with decades of rich combat experience immediately made a decision.

The only thing he could beat the opponent was the well-crafted demon hunter plate armor on his body, so he deliberately bought a flaw and used the stainless steel wrist guard to firmly block the opponent's slash, and then thrust forward with his sword regardless. . Only then did he finally force the other party away, giving him a chance to breathe.

The elite of Nilfgaard rushed out from behind the bounty hunter Bonnard. They tacitly separated the Sintra people around them, and brought them into the melee with the mercenary group. Nader and Cohen cleared a space.

However, there were two people who were not stopped. They rushed in desperately, and there was no single enemy.

...

They are House with the lion head long sword, and Levin with two hunter machetes. The two looked stern.

For the Sintra people, they have already defaulted to the setting that the demon hunters are "one-on-one invincible, and must be besieged to have a chance of winning". Demon hunters are all braver than ordinary people.

That's why they immediately realized the seriousness of the matter after seeing Cohen being forced back by a bounty hunter-like person, and came to help immediately.

At this moment, two members of the "Lion Pride" plus Cohen surrounded Bonnard in a circle.

"Hey, witcher!" Bonnard didn't feel the tension of being surrounded, but calmly danced the sword flower to relax his muscles, and at the same time unbuttoned his chain-link jacket.

Cohen's eyes froze, and then he suddenly cooled down. I saw three gleaming silver badges exposed on the opponent's chest-the patterns were cats, griffins and wolves.

Demon hunters will never abandon their badges. This is not only a proof of identity, but also an important magic prediction tool, which is no less important than the steel and silver swords on their backs.

And the opponent has three badges, so there is only one possibility——

This man had three witcher lives on his hands.

House and Levin lowered their bodies even further, ready to pounce forward at any moment. But they were all still waiting for Cohen's action, ready to cooperate.

"Your badge will be added to my collection soon, witcher." Bonnard felt Cohen's cold gaze, and smiled sullenly like a ghost, "Unfortunately, you are also a griffin. I'd rather have a snake or a bear."

Bounty hunters are experienced and want to piss off their opponents first.

"Of course, Lannister's griffin badge is also good, his level of prey is very worth collecting..."

As soon as this sentence came out, Cohen hadn't made a move yet, and someone else was irritated.

House rushed forward with a roar, Bonnard parried with a sneer, and slashed back, and the sound of gold and iron clashed on the battlefield immediately.

With a "clang", when Bonnard was preparing to counterattack extremely quickly, Levin's two knives suddenly held the bounty hunter's long sword, and he and House cooperated tacitly.

But bounty hunter Bonnard is not a fighter, he's a killer.

Bonnard spat directly on Levin's face, immediately displacing the young man. Then Bonnard didn't draw back the long sword, directly raised his knee and hit House's groin, and then hit his side of the head with the hilt of the sword once, twice, three times.

Bonnet's blow broke House's sideburns, cheek and mouth. House's long sword was released, his body shook, and he saw a sword light.

"clang"!

This time, it was Cohen who parried Bonnard's long sword, and the Griffin school demon hunter finally recovered from the discomfort just now.

House seized the opportunity to pick up the long sword, and the three of them rushed towards Bonnard at the same time.

The bounty hunter was even more excited seeing this.

"Let's dance and play music!" He widened his emotionless dead fish eyes.

House roared and jumped forward, and he was still the one who started the second round of attacks.

Bonnard turned around on the spot, jumped up too, planted his right leg firmly on the ground, and immediately thrust out a sword.

But before his sword intersected with House's, Levin appeared short from the side like a cheetah, and slashed twice like a ghost.

Bonnet raised his sword to block it, and used his inertia to bend his knees slightly, avoiding Cohen's sharp edge for a sneak attack at the right time. Then he knocked Levin away with his knees and quickly launched a counterattack, hacking and slashing at the three of them with his long sword.

Cohen bears the brunt of most of the pressure, resisting the discomfort of his body while blocking and retreating, his body almost loses his balance. He leaped up on the nick of time, dodging it, but Bonnet's sword caught him in the shoulder anyway.

Before Bonnard continued to exert force to remove Cohen's arm, Levin and House also swung their weapons at the same time, forcing Bonnard back again, dangerously and dangerously.

"Good, good, good!" The three badges on Leo Bonnard's chest rose and fell with his breathing, and a sick flush climbed up his neck.

Cohen adjusted his shoulders and regained his posture, preparing to deal with a new round of attacks with the two behind him.

The killer in front of him couldn't attack for a long time, but became more and more excited, as if he saw some treasure.

Cohen and the others had thought that there would be an even more stormy offensive, but the bounty hunter in front of them suddenly opened his voice and shouted in their surprised eyes:

"Kenna!"

Cohen's face changed suddenly, and he remembered the magic raid at the beginning.

This move was unavoidable. At that moment, Ke En had already figured out how to use his armor and flesh and blood to deal with the attack of the killer in front of him and create opportunities for the two companions behind him.

However, nothing happened.

...

The psionicist Kenna covered her mouth to keep herself from screaming, and curled up into a ball with all her strength.

Fortunately, she was clever, and immediately hid in the side bunker. She wasn't wearing any armor, and she didn't look very vicious, so the people of Sintra didn't notice her for the time being.

An arrow pierced her entire shoulder.

If it weren't for the amazing intuition of the psionicist, this arrow should have appeared on her neck.

In any case, she will not be seen again for the rest of the night.

And at the place where the arrow was shot, Milva held down the trembling bowstring and looked behind him in shock.

Just now, a troll praying mantis was attracted by the battle between the two armies, but it first noticed Milwa who was sniping the enemy alone from a high place.

At that time, the female attendant wanted to urge Hei Feng to take the princess and run quickly, and stay behind to end the queen. However, the princess stabilized herself first, continued to snipe at the enemy, and then launched a puzzling offensive...

Taking a deep breath, Ciri stood up from the corpse of the troll mantis.

She wiped the blood stains on her forehead, and dexterously jumped to Milva's side. After observing the battle situation for a while, Ciri pointed at the four-person melee that no one dared approach and asked Milva, "Look over there, can you shoot that annoying-looking guy?"

Milva stared at it for a while with steady mind, then shook his head: "Sorry Your Highness, they are too entangled, I'm worried about accidental injury."

Ciri frowned, but still said, "It's okay, you're already very good."

Milva became nervous when she heard the princess' comfort. She had a bad feeling: "Your Highness, you wouldn't think..."

Without finishing the sentence, Shirley knew what was going on in the minds of these nervous subordinates.

"Don't worry, how can I get involved with the three of Ke En and the others who can't be beaten together? Even if I learn magic to enter this kind of melee, I'm courting death. I'm not so reckless!"

Milva breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then please let me escort you to Brock Longsen first..." She still didn't want Ciri to be in such a dangerous place.

Ciri has already found a wall with a poster, and whispered to the bust of himself on it: "Alice, are you there? Alice—"

The nearby poster with a bust of Lann suddenly ignited bright emerald flames, and the ghost in the painting emerged from it: "I am here."

"Hey, why did you insist on coming out of Lann's portrait... Forget it, don't tell me, I can guess." Ciri puffed her cheeks, "How are the guerrillas and Regis doing? Can you spare a hand to support this side?"

Alice looked back at Lann's poster, and the flames on it burned even more vigorously.

She connected countless windows through the flames, giving a panoramic view of everything in Brokiron Town.

"Soon." Alice replied, "The guerrillas are already on their way, and Regis is still dealing with a few chimeras in the sky, and they will be here soon."

Milva stared nervously at the battlefield: "But Ke En and the others seem to be unable to hold on...I'll delay for a while..."

Ciri showed an excited look first: "Great, it's just the right time for me to enter the arena!"

Milva's eyes widened in horror: "Wait, Your Highness..."

...

Like a swallow, Ciri nimbly jumped onto Heifeng's back, grabbed the reins and made the horseman with the eyes of a beast stand up.

"His law—"

The loud neighing attracted the attention of the soldiers around the battlefield. When they saw Ciri's silver-gray hair and extraordinarily tall war horse, they couldn't help opening their mouths in surprise.

"Come on, Black Wind!" Ciri roared immaturely, "Let them see how powerful we are!"

Milva stretched out his hand to Ciri's back in vain, and looked back at Alice, as if asking why she didn't stop the princess.

The soul in the painting lowered its head: "Mirva, this is her responsibility. She is a princess after all, and she is no longer a child."

In the ethereal voice, she turned into a bright emerald flame and disappeared, leaving behind a voice: "I'll urge Regis again."