The garrison of the White Orchard Nifgaard army was the original Lord's Castle, located on the south bank of the Pontar River, to the north of the entire White Orchard area.

The castle is located on a high ground, with a marsh to the south and the wide Pontal River to the north.

To be precise, this high ground is more like a cliff, the terrain is steep, and there is no road around it, only a wooden staircase that clings to the cliff wall and winds upwards to reach it.

Once a strategic point in Temeria, it was home to a large ferry crossing and a bridge that spanned the north and south.

The bridge leads directly to the castle gates, an important trade route connecting the north and south of the river, and its taxes are a stable source of income for the Villeres family.

In addition to the income from the sale of high-quality fruits and high-quality timber, the most important income of the lord of the white orchard is the tax brought by this bridge.

Of course, there is also a part of the income from the ferry below the castle heights.

There are two roads leading to the castle, an avenue and a path.

Huck and his wife chose the avenue, which was wide enough to easily accommodate four carriages, and the edge of the road was made of stone to build a curb more than ten centimeters above the road.

The baron spent a lot of money on this road in order to pave the trade road, and there were hardly any potholes of great sight along the way.

Even through the swampy section, puddles are hard to see on the road, and from time to time you can see abandoned post stations and some vacant military stations responsible for road safety.

Follow the stone avenue to the river, continue to follow the river, and after passing a wooden bridge, you will come to the bottom of the high ground.

The first thing that catches your eye is the red brick bridge that spans the river.

The bridge, which was very high and level with the high ground, was broken into several pieces and had been completely destroyed.

It is reported that when the Nilfgaard attacked the castle, some of the defenders who had fled to the north bank destroyed the bridge and prevented the men in black from pursuing the victory.

There is a ferry crossing on the river below the heights, and although the pier is not much damaged, the ferries are all burned, and many wrecks of ferries can be seen along the river.

The Nilfgaard seemed to have received orders, and when the two entered the camp, they simply let them go.

Seeing the huge monster head, the soldiers in the camp all came out, pointing at the distance with curious faces.

The patrol team encountered on the road glanced at the two of them, and their eyes were immediately attracted by the bloody monster head on the side of the saddle bag.

They could see that they were very curious and excited, but no one stepped forward to ask, except that as they passed by, their eyes lingered on the witcher and the trophy for a moment.

Leaving the horses in the camp's stables, the two witchers carried the griffon's head and walked up the wooden ladder that led to the highlands.

When they came to the gate of the castle, they were stopped by the soldiers stationed there.

"What's in the bread?" A tall guard asked aloud, pointing to the blood-dripping package.

"Griffon's Head" Geralt raised his eyebrows and replied loudly, "We have completed the mission entrusted by Captain Peter, and now we are here to claim the prize." ”

The guard glanced at him, and his gaze turned to Huck.

"This witcher hasn't seen it before..."

"He's my companion, the man Captain Peter named to see." Geralt interrupted the guard, telling a little lie.

The guard hesitated, but finally nodded and let them go.

Two soldiers pushed open the castle gates, and the others dodged to the side, making way for the witcher.

"Where is Captain Peter in the tower~" The two of them stepped through the gate, and when they were worried about going to find the resident officer, the voice of the guard sounded behind them, pointing them in the direction.

Huck looked at the castle curiously, contrasting it with the painting he remembered in the baron's tent.

The castle that has undergone the baptism of war has changed a lot, and the old scene is no longer visible, but you can still see many shadows in oil paintings.

As the baron said, the once majestic castle has been reduced to ruins, and few intact rooms are barely visible.

From a distance, the once magnificent tower has been broken at the waist, leaving only the bottom hall still intact, and judging by the marks on the walls, it seems to have been destroyed by catapults.

Most of the military installations in the castle were in ruins, including the surrounding houses.

After simply clearing the rubble and bricks, the Nilfgaard set up tents on the ruins.

Tents with golden sun motifs spread all over the castle, and almost all the places where the open space could be seen were occupied.

Passing through the rows of tents, the two finally came to the half-collapsed tower.

In front of the tower stood a group of soldiers, and inside stood a young peasant in shabby clothes and trembling.

A sturdy man in ornate armor was looking at the sacks of rye piled up by the wall, his face dark.

"That's Captain Peter, it looks like he's got things to deal with, let's wait a minute."

Geralt gestured to the sturdy man with his chin and whispered.

The two of them did not immediately walk up, but stood near a tent not far away, waiting for the matter to end.

The distance between them and the group of people was more than ten or twenty meters, and with the super sensory ability of the witcher, Huck could already basically see Captain Peter's face clearly.

After thinking about it, he still used the 'Eagle Eye' ability.

This skill is the ability to absorb its mutant inducers after killing the Royal Griffon, which allows you to gain vision like a falcon.

When Eagle Eye was cast, Huck could clearly feel his vision clear, and the things around him became clearer in an instant.

The most obvious thing is the scenery in the distance, with a lot of minute details in plain sight.

The curious witcher looked at the gate, where several crossbowmen stood on the remaining wall of the guard, seemingly adjusting their crossbows.

A soldier was removing a somewhat blackened bowstring from his crossbow, but he couldn't finish it with all his strength because it was so tight.

The annoyed soldier cursed and said a few words, and then began to look left and right, looking for something to be able to help...

The two positions were more than a hundred meters apart, but he could still clearly see all the details of the bowstring on the crossbow.

The brown color is somewhat blackened, and it looks like it is made of raw cowhide, not the cow tendon that the witchers think.

His eyes turned back from the gate to Officer Nilfgaard, who was throwing the grain in his hand to the ground.

Captain Peter looked to be in his early 30s, his hair was groomed and shiny, and most notably his gorgeous black plate armor.

The delicate full-body plate armor style is noble and generous, and the edges of each piece of armor are inlaid with gold edges, and the entire armor is shining with gold and is extremely dazzling.

In the center of the breastplate was a golden sun, and on the chest hung a semicircular pendant with a thick gold chain around the neck.

The pendant is also trimmed with gold and carved with a miniature version of the golden sun on the front, which is exquisite and luxurious.

At the intersection of the shoulder armor and the cuirass are two rectangular pieces of armor that cover the gaps, the edges of which are painted red, and the front is a red tower pattern.

It can be seen that Officer Nilfgaard cares about his identity very much, and the collar of his underwear is also embroidered with two black tower patterns.

This outrageous and beautiful outfit only shows one thing, he is a pure Nilfgaard, also known as a true Nilfgaard.

The northerners refer to all the inhabitants of the Nilfgaard Empire as the Nilfgaards.

Within the empire, the name was reserved for the inhabitants of the capital, the city of Quinta and its surroundings, near the lower reaches of the Alba River.

This was the earliest part of the Nilfgaard Empire, and the regions that were later conquered by the Empire were like Vikovaro, whose inhabitants did not identify themselves as Nilfgaard.

There is no doubt that the officer in front of him is a true Nilfgaard from the heart of the glorious Nilfgaard Empire.