Three hours later, the Nilfgaard command received an update.

The small, carefully equipped force they sent out was beaten to collapse within ten minutes, and most of them were strangled under the handling of the Embers' follow-up personnel.

Most of the remaining survivors are people they had previously assigned battlefield observation missions.

These people are not much better mentally than those who have survived the previous attacks by the Embers.

Their eyes and movements became nervous and suspicious.

The state of darkness can be psychologically stressful, but in broad daylight, the wounds and scenes caused by Lan En will be too clear, straightforward, and more impactful.

This kind of grievance and frustration that obviously tried to make a plan well, but it was not as good as holding out for a long time when nothing was done, made the Nilfgaard commanders in the camp look at each other, and no one spoke.

"But we got more." The marshal didn't seem to feel any of these negative emotions at all, and his eagle-sharp gaze looked around the city, causing all those who looked at him to bow their heads.

"They're going to die! Didn't we decide to do so from the beginning? What's there to struggle with? ”

"Let seven hundred good lads die, and get us the enemy's intelligence! They did it as planned, it's as simple as that! ”

"Is there anything wrong with this for us and other soldiers? Is there anything surprising about this for us commanders? ”

The staff regiment and commanders in the camp regained their minds under the marshal's reprimand.

The marshal himself, on the other hand, stared deeply at the map in front of him, and kept saying a name in his mouth.

"Lanne of Sintra, Lord Hunter. I should have thought it was you, I should have thought of it. ”

Silver-white hair like molten silver, a handsome face, and the cat's eyes of a witcher. No one else!

It's this witcher! Just a witcher!

Mennonite Cuhoun was reminded of the small closed-door meeting that had taken place in the Emperor's study before the war began.

The witcher, who became famous for slaughtering Stessa, was seen by the attendees at the time as an insignificant 'pawn'.

But to this day

Mennon Kuhoorn's finger unconsciously clicked on the crater on the map.

Of the people who had the meeting, Adar Epp Darcy had been slaughtered by this 'pawn' whom they had never thought would be a problem!

"Another duke has been slaughtered. To be able to do these things in one person, we should have thought of this man a long time ago! ”

"Before him, the force and violence of a single man was a joke! But now, how long has it been since he made a name for himself?! ”

"I command!"

As soon as the prelude to the order came out, a crisp 'pop' suddenly sounded in the camp tent.

It's the sound of everyone standing upright in unison.

"Bring me all the information about the witchers! Especially this one! I want to know their group information, and I also need to know his obviously abnormal individual information! His socialization, his interpersonal relationships, social relationships, task records. I want everything! ”

As the marshal's order was given, the staff officers and affairs officers immediately began to run endlessly, and they would rely on the strength and resources of the empire and intelligence to put everything the marshal wanted to know in front of him.

Mennon Kuhoun, on the other hand, touched his mustache thoughtfully, even if the gap between the iron gloves on his hands occasionally caught the stubble and pulled it off.

"The lads' sacrifices are worthwhile, gentlemen."

The marshal said in a deep voice.

"During this experimental operation, [Hunter] found that our commander's speed was significantly slowed down. In the first record, he was able to determine the position of the commander within a minute of his start issuing orders, but this time, he couldn't even strike efficiently, and instead found out the commander by defeating the low-level officers first! ”

"This speed is completely acceptable, and it is an indicator that an ordinary commander on the front line can achieve through training! And not those, unreasonable supernatural forces! ”

"As the big battle begins, the sheer number of grassroots troops will make it exponentially more difficult for him to find a commander!"

"I don't know how that damn witcher came from, his supernatural tracking and positioning abilities, or which prop we used to play a role. However, as long as we can block that [Hunter]'s ability to track and locate our commanders! He doesn't have to worry about it! ”

"And on the other hand, according to the report of the military mage Laris."

With the marshal's words, a man, visibly emotionally frightened, bowed to the numerous commanders at the edge of the tent.

He was the warlock who used two fireballs to 'knock Lan En away' twice.

Mennon Kuhoun's falcon-like eyes pinned to the wizard's body, making him even more nervous.

"I've heard that our mage, when facing the witcher, first blocked him with a magic barrier for nearly two seconds. The next two fireball spells didn't do any damage to him, but they also forced him back a total of more than thirty meters, and then he retreated with his whole body. ”

"Is that so, Mr. Laris?"

"Yes, yes, sir."

In the Nilfgaard Empire, the status of warlocks is indeed not high, so Laris is now somewhat nervous about seeing the big guys.

Coupled with the horror of escaping death a few hours ago, he felt that his legs were weak at this moment, and it was extraordinary to be able to stand.

"We all know the information about the witchers, and the [magic seal] in their hands is as simple as a trick for even the most clumsy warlock. But according to Herman: The Art of Interaction between Mechanics and Magic."

Laris hesitated in his words.

Because he was the only person in the tent who had confronted Lan En alive, he knew in his heart that in the battle a few hours ago, the Demon Hunter had relied more on his superhuman qualities to fight.

At that time, he didn't feel much of the other party's supernatural powers.

And when the other party slashed the big terrifying giant sword, he always felt that the feeling from the magic barrier was not right.

Although it was already very heavy, it really didn't match the quality and strength of the visual inspection.

However, all present were a group of soldiers. Although they graduated from the Empire's military academy, their contempt for warlocks and anxiety about the current situation had taken over everyone's minds, including the marshal.

They don't have the heart to listen to a pedant's tirade.

"Mr. Laris, you just have to tell me: did you really hold him off for that long and get out of the way."

Menno Cuhoun's interruption shook Lalis and almost sat down on the floor.

"To put it that way. Indeed, Marshal. ”

Forget it, whatever the big guys say, it's what it is. Don't come back and touch their moldy heads, you're going to be unlucky!

And isn't there a new special steel on the market now? It's more than half the weight of normal steel, maybe the kind of steel that the witcher used is what makes his sword look big, but not heavy?

When people are in a hurry, they always have the mentality of 'so be it'. That's it for Laris, now.

Mennon Kuhoun also heard the answer he wanted, and he slammed the table and said in a deep voice.

"Now, then, how to deal with that witcher is obvious and easy!"

"With a Warlock! I declare that from today until the end of the battle, every High Commander will have a Warlock by his side! ”

"I don't care what you think of these trick-playing guys, whether you think they are weak and despicable, whether they are from a humble background, in short! In order for your command ability not to be destroyed by the demon hunters who have come out of the middle of the way, you all have to match me with a military mage! Every single one! ”

He looked around and made eye contact with each commander.

These outstanding military talents are the greatest force that the empire uses to sweep away all resistance.

"The battle with the northerners is imminent, and they won't give us a long longer. You can't make a mistake with each one of you! ”

"Yes!" *N

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