In the perception of all, war is pushing the human mind to an increasingly cruel state.

The Nilfgaard army in front of them was destined to be abandoned.

Their superiors abandoned them and sent them out with a swagger as bait to lure them into action.

They were given the mission to die at their own hands, and then do their best to leave traces and show their means and powers.

Lane sees this very clearly.

Intelligence is an extremely important resource, and an unclear enemy is often more unsettling and restless than a powerful one.

The vast system of the Nilfgaard Empire is set to work, and they are filled with vassals of vassals and slave legions, ready to fight a battle of great attrition.

Among them were not only low-value servants and slaves, but also the Nilfgaard people's own soldiers and officers, who supported the chain of command.

At that seminar, the more in-depth discussion of the issue of participation in magic and warfare was also put into practice during this operation.

A significant number of mages have been sent from the city of the Golden Tower.

The level of these mages is not very high, and they are basically not up to the level of opening portals on their own.

Being able to get to Sintra in a very short time was thanks to the portal opened by several Archmages of Nilfgaard in the barracks who were preparing for a large battle.

But there were so many of them that they could even assign one to each of the upper officers.

The Empire has never used these 'tricksters' so much.

Field Marshal Menno Cuehorn and his staff brought all of these forces into their own chain of command, and all they had to do was decide how many people to die in a given battle, in exchange for intelligence, positions, or other things of value for the overall situation.

Many experts in magic have brought guidance to the army, and they have given many strange enchanted equipment to supplement them.

The purpose of preventing psychic detection and weakening of the sense of presence is to ensure that the command level of the army can enjoy a safe command environment, and thus ensure that the overall organization of the army is not disintegrated.

To put it simply, these are all about preventing 'one person'.

In the eyes of all the commanders of Nilfgaard, the prerequisite is that as long as he finds out the location, it is basically impossible to stop him from killing people.

"It's an experimental battle."

Lincoln stood under the tree, earnestly expounding his thoughts.

"The lives and deaths of these people, or even the baggage they defend, are not the most important things. The most important thing is the traces of the battlefield after the battle. ”

Lincoln didn't know how many mages there were in this team, and the news was told to him by Len after observing it with his [Psionic Vision].

And although he didn't understand how Lan En knew, he inexplicably had no doubt and used it as a basis to make inferences.

"Looks like they've had to admit your existence."

"It should be."

Lan En looked at the convoy slowly moving in the distance and said calmly.

The huge body jumped from the branch, but it didn't make much movement when it landed.

"We can't annihilate them all in this kind of terrain, and some of them must have received a 'observation mission', and this kind of person will definitely run away with all their strength in the end, and they can't catch up. And we're just guerrillas at the end of the day, and we don't have time to clear the battlefield."

Lincoln said with a straight look, and took out a notebook from his pocket to record it, which seemed to be a habit he had developed when he was a clerk.

At the end, the half-grown boy glanced up at the witcher, "It's all as you expected, but there's still a risk of leaking information. Do you want to fight? ”

And beside him, the witcher had slowly pulled the huge sword from the alchemy leather pouch on his waist.

Len's eyes never left the Nilfgaard convoy, and although it was blocked by the woods, the reaction of the chaotic magic in the [Vision] could not deceive anyone.

The witcher didn't say anything more, it was already a sign of attitude.

Lincoln nodded: "Understood, I'll go down and arrange." Just follow our previous tactics. ”

On the avenue at the edge of the woods, Nilfgaard's logistics troops hurriedly gathered such a specially equipped force and were moving forward with the baggage wagons.

The defense is specialized, and the per capita is equipped with iron hoops and solid wooden shields, and even the heavy tower shields are stuck on both sides of the carriages of the vehicles transporting the baggage.

Their task was to hold out a little longer in the face of that imaginary enemy.

The Warlocks were greeted in advance, and each of them assigned a spell-casting task like an assembly line.

Mire, diffusion electric field, frozen gas explosion. All spells are designed to delay the super-mobility of imaginary enemies and cover the commanders around them.

The hoplites in full horse armor and knightly armor were neatly equipped throughout the process.

The giant shield infantry was in a tight array, the mage's spell was in hand, and the heavy cavalry was ready to attack, just waiting for the imaginary enemy to appear in front of them.

Then we can test the feasibility of these countermeasures that the elites of the command have racked their brains and strategized.

Overall, it was very productive.

A total of 700 armed baggage convoys, under the arrangement of the Nilfgaard command, managed to compress the collapse time to less than ten minutes.

The first thing that rushed out of the woods was a violent whistling.

It was as if there were several bed crossbows in the woods that should have been placed in the siege. Spear-like arrows tore through the air with a sharp snap and rushed into the crowd.

The sound of "stabbing and stinging" rang out.

It was like plowing through the sand, plowing out several blood-red ravines in the crowd.

Ordinary soldiers are not even qualified to react.

The captured bed crossbow arrows were pushed by the [Alpha Seal], and through the extreme control of the biological intelligence brain, the impetus of the chaos magic power was completely concentrated on a very small unit area.

Although the resulting propulsion is not as strong as a bed crossbow that can provide tons of elastic power, it actually makes no difference when it comes to killing the human body at short distances.

The heavily armored giant shield infantry, who were supposed to be on the front line to block the attack, even if they realized that the attack was coming, their physical fitness was too late to react.

The well-aligned convoy was even split into several pieces by huge crossbow arrows in an instant!

It is difficult for any army to remain courageous in the face of a sudden burst of heavy casualties. Especially when the huge crossbow arrows that resemble spears are still being fired!

The rigorous queue fell into chaos in an instant.

Ask for recommendations! Ask for a commuter pass! Ask for a subscription!

(End of chapter)