Chapter 153: Under the Burning Line of Fire
Emperor Enshir Enrith looked out the window at the scattered white clouds and dogs, and the huge giant kun bathing in the sea of clouds, and finally understood what Shen Yan meant when he said, "You will command the battle in an absolutely safe position" - this is no longer a wizarding world, of course it is safe!
When Shen Yan assumed that the other party might fight the country, Enhil pointed to himself and Shen Yan and said, "Then they will have three goals." β
Whether it's defeating Shen Yan, capturing Ciri, or capturing the Empire, if you achieve any of the three objectives, Wild Hunt wins.
Nhil is very sober and he himself is one of the weaknesses...... So Shen Yan said that he would guarantee the safety of the emperor, and now Enhil knows why he dares to make such a guarantee, he really has a plane. And it still looks like a bull plane, and he's really getting more and more interested in plane travelers and the like now.
The emperor in Virginma's court was replaced by a stand-in, acting as a decoy.
"Bang~", just when he was thinking, a seaweed head stretched out from the fish tank next to him! "Well, Your Majesty Enhil, is there anything you need to convey?"
ββ¦β¦ Not really. "No matter how many times I've seen it, Ensher doesn't feel like he's used to it.
With a human head poking out of such a small fish tank, he felt that he would not be able to sleep well.
"No?" Hu Xian turned his head to look around, and found a paper ball in the fish tank, and Hu Xian pouted angrily. "I said don't throw garbage in the fish tank! People are very busy right now! After saying that, he sank into the water and disappeared without a trace.
Enhill embarrassed...... The paper ball just now was indeed lost when he was unconscious.
Hu Xian doesn't care if you are the emperor or not, you can do something wrong!
Such a fish tank was placed in each barracks, and the lake fairy, who could freely move through countless pools and lakes, became the most convenient herald. Of course, Hu Xian is not the only one in charge of the herald, she is only responsible for passing the most critical part.
Like Shen Yan, Enshier also has a notebook, constantly crossing out entries-
The army had been put in place, and a vast encirclement had been arranged around the high mountain valley and river that surrounded Towcent. Great encirclement, great annihilation! Thanks to the presence of the Lake Immortals, this strategy, which would never have been possible in the Middle Ages, now has a basis for implementation;
Four warlocks from the illegal organization of the Sorceress' Guild and twelve male warlocks from the Imperial Warlock Academy entered the magic circle beneath Dover Manor. They don't need to go into battle, and the only job that follows is to act as batteries and leave with a large sum of money;
The vicinity of Dover Manor still looks flat, but in fact the planks and hay have been dug into a criss-cross trench underneath, all hired by the idle peasants, and it took three months to dig them back and forth.
The newly emerged dirt hill behind the manor, which was much higher than the surrounding area, was made up of excavated soil and rocks, and it was Shen Yan's battle position in the future.
The caravan of 400 men had all withdrawn, heavily armed and quietly trained;
Dozens of caravans were finally loaded with horse-drawn carts and transported into the manor, all of which were various strategic materials. Among them, the amount of saltpeter and grease is very large, and Shen Explosion is art and Yan is going to make a big scumbag.
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One item after another, when all the entries in the book were crossed out, everyone began to silently look forward to the last thing-
Ciri, why haven't you come yet?
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"Geralt, this is the Silver Salamander Inn I told you! Their barbecue is a must, shall we go in and eat it once? "After becoming a rich woman and having a estate to inherit, the good boy Ciri also became lavish in spending money.
"Yes, I'll treat you this time." Geralt said as he touched his shriveled purse.
He regretted that he didn't save money in the past, in fact, the silver sword could be used without repairing, and if he repaired it, he would go bankrupt. But when he walked into the store, Geralt smiled at the vibrating badge, which was a sign of extra money.
"The badge is vibrating, and I feel a GWINT player nearby!"
He turned his head, just as the innkeeper looked up from behind the counter, and the eyes of the two collided in the air without any barrier, instantly stirring up countless sparks! It was the thrill of discovering oneself, the tremor of finding one's own kind!
The boss's hand slowly pulled out from under the counter, solemnly rested a dozen cards on the table, and with a slight stroke, the cards naturally unfolded and hooked into a perfect fan. The cards are exactly the same distance from each other, and a few of the special gold cards stand out!
Just this hand, it will never be possible without ten years of skill.
He looked at Geralt and said solemnly, "Mother facker? (Do you want to play GWENT?) οΌ
Geralt strode forward, sat down on the opposite side, and let the latter slap a dozen Gwent cards on the table! The air currents that brought up the candles fluttered.
βFack meοΌβ (Come on!) οΌ
"My deck, Northern Kingdom."
"I'm patriotic, definitely Nilfgaard!"
The eyes of the four falcons collided in one place again, and the battle officially began!
Healy: ......
Who am I? Where am I? Why should I eat barbecue?
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In the early morning of the next day, the morning sun rose from the sky, and Shen Yan listened to the report with dark circles under his eyes, "I didn't find Xili!" β
Enshir listened to the report with dark circles under his eyes, "I didn't find Ciri." β
Elleres and Arridine also listened to the Scout's report with four dark circles under their eyes, "I didn't find Ciri's ...... anywhere"
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"Hahaha~" Geralt stuck his psoas muscles and walked out of the Silver Salamander Hotel with his toes proud. "Ciri, I said I wanted to treat you to barbecue, and I did what I said! That guy wasn't weak, it took me all night to beat him...... Now tell me, how does the winning barbecue taste? β
"It's cold, it's not delicious at all! I've never had such a bad barbecue. Ciri also said with dark circles under her eyes and blank eyes. Don't talk about it, Geralt, I just want to get to Dover early and get a good night's sleep. Seriously, Geralt...... You'd better hurry up and find a wife. Neither Yennefer nor Sister Triss will do. If you continue like this, sooner or later you will be lonely for the rest of your life. β
"Ahem~" Geralt coughed twice in embarrassment, and suddenly pointed in the direction down the river and said, "Ciri, in fact, it's okay not to live in Dover." Do you know? I also have a vineyard in that direction, the Crow Vineyard...... That's when I won the gold medal in the Towson Quantum Rally! You can make a fortune playing cards. β
"Rooks? The one outside the gates of Bowclan? Leonard...... It's the prophecy! Ciri patted her forehead in pain, and she understood the cause and effect almost immediately. A contest in Dover? When are you boys going to grow up? β
"Go?" Geralt asked expectantly, even if the Crow's Vineyard was still a little dilapidated, and he didn't have the money to renovate it for the time being.
"No, I'm going to help Avarak lift the curse...... Avalak! Ciri screamed, only to realize that it was empty on horseback. Avalak! Ciri turned around and rode towards the Silver Salamander's Inn, where Avalak was forgotten again.
Geralt spread his hands, who do you say didn't grow up?