From Witcher to Lord of the Empire

Menno can't be killed. In order to prevent the scattered Nilfgaardian cavalry from causing turmoil in the northern border, Lan still needs to keep this guy to collect the remnants and leave the northern border so that they can be wiped out-this is the core strategy of this battle now.

On the premise of not killing the enemy's supreme commander, Lan still launched this surprise attack. The purpose was actually to destroy those powerful siege equipment and the most important thing - the southern warlocks who would represent advanced combat units. The troops were wiped out.

Unlike other kings in the North who were pathologically excluded, Lane knew the potential of witchers, warlocks, and other non-human races.

Lan himself is one of these advanced combat units, and one of the best. He knows how powerful these units can be gathered together, which is also the confidence for him to be able to show his talents in the north in the past, present, and future.

This is the insight beyond the times brought by him, a traveler who transcends the times-not to suppress these "heterogeneous" desperately, but to gather them together.

The harsh public opinion environment created by other countries in the north can even assist Lan.

But besides Lann, there is another country on the mainland that has the vision of leading the times based on the foundation of local people.

That is Nilfgaard.

The empire has long unified its internal views. For special people with extraordinary abilities, they do not suppress and persecute them, but absorb them into their own combat system.

Among them are not only warlock groups, but also other non-human races including southern elves.

The previous emperor of Nilfgaard even tried to recruit the Snake Witcher.

In the original history, Nilfgaard relied on a senior warlock to summon a group of golems to defeat the Livia army led by Queen Mivi.

Of course, the empire's attitude towards those strange people who are unwilling to submit to the empire is also consistent and harsh - the destroyed fortress of the Snake faction, the stronghold of Geswede, has witnessed all this.

Now, not to mention other combat units, Nilfgaard already has a more mature system in the training of warlocks than the north: when the apprentices of Aretuza and Ben Ade were still reading books, the southern Warlocks are ready to go to the battlefield.

Even if the Central Army didn't send out heavy cavalry, Lan felt that Livia could be brought down with these three warlock troops and the golem.

In other words, Nilfgaard is the only country on the mainland that can threaten Sintra in terms of high-end combat power.

This situation is not allowed by Lane.

He wants to keep all the three warlocks in the south here, and deal a heavy blow to Nilfgaard's magic business.

Kill if you can. And if possible, capture warlocks who can be recruited. After all, the empire has such a high-pressure policy that there is always a shortage of youngsters.

...

Geron looked at the two female sorceresses in front of him, and muttered to himself: "Fringeira Vigo, Ashleigh va Anahin, that's right, Lann asked me to capture the sorcerers."

In the future, these two sorceresses will betray the southern empire, join the sorceress assembly house established by the northern warlock Philippa, and become colleagues with Yennefer and Triss. At the same time, they will also become spies in the north, providing a large amount of information on the south to the sorceress assembly, and making a contribution that cannot be ignored.

Even in the later process of Geralt's search for a daughter, they will provide a lot of help.

Although Lan already had a plan in mind to collect northern warlocks in the future, the more advanced warlocks he could recruit, the better.

can catch. As for how to make them loyal in the future, take your time.

While Geron was muttering to himself, Fringila was irritated by the other party's casual attitude, even though Ashleigh, who had already opened the portal, was about to pull her to escape.

Although the guy in front of him didn't carry double swords or even wear armor, there was nothing wrong with the pupils of the opponent being a demon hunter.

"Demon hunter! Put your eyes away, do you think you are a Lannister?!"

The chaotic energy gathered, and the thick elemental energy poured towards Geron.

He was obviously reprimanded, but Jielong showed a gratified smile, even with a little pride: "Ah... are you all afraid of Lan? Very good..."

"Unfortunately, I'm not Lan." Facing the oncoming magic attack, Geron opened his hands.

In his left hand he seemed to be holding lava, and in his right he was holding Frost.

"I am his teacher."

Fringira was in a trance for a moment, and Ashley behind her pulled her even harder.

She realized that something was wrong, and she tried to get into the portal behind her, but a [Momogold Bomb] that flew over from nowhere suddenly exploded.

Lambert pulled a nasty smile, turned around and ran away—to avoid being affected by Geron's spell.

While running, he also took out two pairs of magic-resistant gold handcuffs from his back, planning to turn back and collect the two heads later.

...

On the other side, Lann pinched out the magic seal in his palm.

Although the absolute power of Fayin is not as great as that of Jielong, under the blessing of multiple factors, it can cause more damage to ordinary people's troops than anything else.

[Igni Sign · Pyromania · Magic Burst]!

Fan-shaped flames spread out and covered everything in sight, engulfing several giant catapults and the surrounding troops of more than a hundred people, releasing astonishing heat and screams.

Taking a deep breath, the magic power in the body quickly recovered under the effect of the potion. Lan En immediately appeared in the densest place of the crowd in a flash of golden light, and changed hands to cast another spell of area damage.

Unlike the extraordinary troops he brought over, Lan crashed headlong into the ranks of ordinary soldiers, and together with his ice giants, destroyed the siege equipment, killing engineers and other guards.

They have a clear division of labor.

Whether it's a demon hunter, a warlock, or even a giant dragon, etc., they can obviously suppress ordinary humans, but they can't absolutely crush them regardless of their numbers and fighting methods. It's easy to be targeted when you get carried away, and you will eventually be hated.

For example, the siege crossbow is to the dragon, and the magic blocker is to the warlock.

This is also the reason why Chaofan still has to be cautious and even shy away from the army.

Lann is different from them in that he possesses more diversified energies. His current power system can crush ordinary people to a greater degree. Ability.

Lann brought his extraordinary troops to fight against the enemy's elites, and he eliminated those factors that could threaten spellcasters, demon hunters, and his own monsters, creating an environment for them to act unscrupulously.

"My God!!"

The Nilfgaardians had been deafened by the ice giant's roar, but their chaotic brains hadn't recovered yet, and golden light shone before their eyes.

Flame and ice engulfed them immediately.

"Lannister!"

A roar attracted Lan En's attention. In such a chaotic battlefield, is there anyone who has the energy to spare time to stare at him?

Lan looked back and saw Marshal Menno surrounded by his core guards. A male warlock who looked like a senior warlock surrounded the marshal with a few warlock soldiers, resisting the attacks that flew over from time to time. .

Because of the original plan, the people in Lane's team avoided Marshal Menno intentionally or unintentionally, and at this moment, the guards around him were unexpectedly intact.

The provocation came from Marshal Menno.

His idea was simple: the high-end power on his side was obviously suppressed by Sintra, but the "good news" was that Lannister was also present. So now, as long as Lannister is taken down in the form of "generals and generals", then these messy spellcasters and demon hunters can only be slaughtered immediately.

There is still a turning point in the battle! And the only chance is the Lannister who is alone in front of him!

Senior Warlock Van Hema strongly agrees with the Marshal's point of view.

As one of the three leaders of the warlock troops, he noticed that Lannister hadn't faced any warlocks or golems since he appeared, and just burrowed into the crowd of ordinary soldiers.

Lannister must have been scared by the warlocks of Nilfgaard before, so now he can only bully ordinary people!

Attract the attention of the last lion of Cintra, defeat him, and capture him, and you will be the biggest contributor to turning the situation in the North!

"Lannister!"

Fan Hema also imitated Marshal Menno and howled.

The fire magic, which was listed as a forbidden technique in the northern region, was cast during his chanting, and the torrent of incandescent flames rushed towards Lann.

Just passing by at a low altitude, this fiery torrent of flames scorched a scorched flame channel on the grass!

Fan Hema saw that Lann had just cast the magic seal of fire and ice, and he was very confident that the opponent's magic seal could not resist his proud skill.

However, Lan had no intention of confronting Bo with him at all. He just glanced at Van Hema with a rather strange look, and then disappeared in place in a flash of golden light.

With a sound of "roaring", the incandescent flame exploded at the position where Lan was standing just now, and a small black cloud actually rose, and the shock wave spread out, overturning a dozen or so Nilfgaardians not far away. Soldier.

Judging from the power of this magic, Fan Hema still has some strength.

It's just that it's a little unwise to choose an opponent.

In the next second, the golden light flickered, and Van Hema realized something was wrong and propped up the protective cover in time.

But Lann appeared inside the protective shield, and became the "protection object" of this defensive magic together.

"bass--"

The light arc of the cold sword slashed across, and the warlock without armor saved more effort than ordinary soldiers.

Blood spilled, soaking Menno's cloak. The marshal was also under the protection of protective magic, and only now realized what happened around him.

Behind Van Hema, the Warlock soldiers who witnessed the whole process of losing their leader let out shrill screams like women.

Menno took a deep breath, he didn't panic, he was a veteran officer with backbone. He can see the situation clearly now.

He was ready to die.

"Lannister!" Marshal Menno roared, drawing his sword and rushing towards Lann.

With a "clang", Lann set up the Lake Maiden's sword to block the marshal's condescending slash, and his arm remained motionless.

With a chuckle, he unsheathed another black magic scimitar behind his back with his backhand, and then began to spin around Marshal Menno as if dancing.

The supreme commander of the Central Army immediately lost sight of the enemy. It was obvious that Lannister did not use that wonderful teleportation magic, but only used the pace of sword fighting, but how could it be so fast?

The sword light intertwined with gold and red waved continuously in front of his eyes, and the fierce wind blew against his armor. Blood splashed like a fountain in the royal garden, and screams rang out regularly in his ears.

"Plop", "Puff" and "Puff" sounded repeatedly.

Marshal Menno looked around in a daze, and found that his guards had all been sacrificed in just a few breaths. The heavy plate armor on their bodies was as fragile as cardboard in front of the enemy's sword.

"ah--"

There was another scream a few steps away, and Marshal Menno followed the prestige, and this time it was the Warlock soldiers who lost their leader and ran away and were executed.

The poor magic students can't even open the portal, they can only use their feet. Naturally, it is a level that can be caught up with a single thought.

The Marshal saw the Lannister draw the sword from the last man's chest. As if sensing his gaze, he turned his head and sneered.

Then the golden light flashed and disappeared.

Blood sprayed by the Tick Tock guard dripped from under Marshal Menno's armor.

[Why don't you kill me? 】

The black sun handsome flag behind "Kacha" made a crisp sound, and fell to the ground with a bang, raising dust.

"Why didn't you kill me?" Marshal Menno's expression changed from dull to shocked, and then flushed with anger.

"Lannister! Why don't you kill me!!"

...

"My God!!"

The ice giant threw the huge anchor, and even the thick city wall could be pierced by his attack.

And this fall fell on the Nilfgaard Demon-Blocking Golden Archers, so the result is naturally needless to say.

In addition to attacking, the huge figure of the ice giant also attracted the most arrow firepower and magic attacks just now, creating an excellent fighting environment for Lann's teammates.

Capable of fighting, resisting and even ridiculing, he is really a super support for the main C!

With a flash of golden light, Lan appeared on the shoulder of the ice giant, and the berserk giant suddenly became quiet.

He watched the battle in all directions from a high place.

Almost all the warlock troops have been killed, and those who should be arrested have been handcuffed. When the extraordinary troops are done, they can open the portal and go back to the rear.

The big picture here is set.

Lan patted the ice giant's neck.

"Let's go, run back, and dig into the Nilfgaardian cavalry camp from behind."

"We are more needed there, and that is the battlefield I really choose for you."

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"Oh my God, this is Yarpan!" Xia Ni exclaimed, "I know him, he was the first dwarf to follow Lane, and we once went to Bull Castle together!"

"Shut up, Xia Ni!" Rust reprimanded his students, "No matter who the patient is, don't be disturbed to perform your medical skills, understand?"

"Answer me loudly, remember the trick I taught you? Shani!"

"Use red thread for red, yellow thread for yellow, white thread for white..."

"That's no problem." Rust replied decisively, "Now help me open this dwarf's abdomen together. We may have to remove a little colon or spleen or something, and then maybe stitch his liver. Dwarf The muscles of a human are thicker than that of a human, so you have to use more strength, understand!"

"……yes!"

Just before the doctors dropped their knives, the pain suddenly brought Yarpan back from his coma.

"Who won?" The dwarf's eyes almost popped out. "Is the battle still going on...Who won?"

"Dude." Rust bent over his open, bloody, pulsating belly, "If I were you, that would be the last of my concerns."