With Shane's lofty and tragic words, the staff officers and commanders around him all nodded in deep agreement.

It's as if they are all the most Chicheng patriots.

But in the midst of this sacred atmosphere, there is a question that these people have consciously or unconsciously ignored.

These sincere officers and staff officers present, even in the process of counter-charge, should all stay in the rear, right?

And after a possible defeat, they should also be the first to withdraw from the battlefield, right?

As for the ordinary soldiers who are fighting on the front line of the battlefield, may the Great Sun Wheel redeem their heroic souls!

Mennon Kuhoun fell to his knees in sorrow on the wooded land.

In my ears was the voice of the studious and intelligent young officers who had been respectful to him in a camp to discuss the situation of the war.

The high-ranking officers did not want to implicate themselves in the defeat of the army, so they could let tens of thousands of regular Nilfgaard troops charge the enemy in an unorganized form!

Shane said 'take all the consequences'.

But what consequences does he have?

The Slave Traders' Association behind him is the most vicious of even the Merchant Guild that eats people and does not spit out bones.

In order to marry the daughter of the vice president, he himself went to find the woman's original husband, a promising secretary of the Ministry of Finance.

Got that secretary out of his head.

If he fails, and his status and importance are weakened, the members of the Slave Traders' Guild who have long been dissatisfied with his appropriation of resources will eat him directly!

Mennon Kuhoun saw it clearly, but he couldn't do anything about it.

Because he could not overcome the greed of these people.

After all, the conditions have been clearly laid out at the table.

As long as they break through and withdraw their troops, it means that the battle will be lost, and it means that these senior officers will no longer have the status and resources they used to be.

But what if you gamble the lives of 50,000 Nilfgaard regulars at the table?

Even if they lose, they won't die anyway, will they?

When the price does not touch the bottom line, but the gain is extraordinary, who can restrain their gambler mentality?

At least in this group, no.

So Menno Kuhoun could only watch as the group of high-ranking officers ran towards death with 50,000 Nilfgaard soldiers.

And he can't change anything.

until

"Your madness was a real eye-opener for me."

In this winter dry forest, behind the shadowy sharp branches, an admiring and solemn voice appeared.

In an instant, the eager discussion of the young and energetic senior officers was like a fire suddenly poured with cold water on their heads.

Everything froze in an instant, and even the expressions of these high-ranking officers froze on their faces.

In the depths of the woods, a figure that was distinctly tall and unusually human, approached from behind the dead branches of the woods.

The sharp, resilient branches parted like air by him, and the branches made a slight 'sting' sound on the surface of his armor.

The sound tickled everyone's heart.

But unlike the whispers of the seductive hostesses in the club, the sound made the blood freeze on your body!

At this moment, the pupils of those high-ranking officers began to dilate uncontrollably, their breathing was short, and the muscles on their faces trembled.

subsequently

"Boom !!"

It's still the unique, no one can forget, and no one dares to forget, the sound of a church bell!

The black and heavy sword flew out from the dead branches and trees, more than a meter above the ground!

It brought up a whistling air current, and even lifted a layer of humus from the trees on the ground!

The heavy sword flashed with black light, and the bright red blood was swept up into the sky and then fell back to the ground.

"Ahh!!hh

Screams, half a beat slower, came from the mouths of those who had lost contact with half of their bodies.

In this dead forest, it is like the mournful cry of a crow about to die.

The high-ranking officers who had just impeached their marshal's command, those who commanded 50,000 men in anticipation of a decisive charge, were left in this moment.

The [Turbidity] Greatsword finally slashed into the trunk of a thick tree after severing the limbs of several people, and got stuck there.

The dark blade was still dripping with a mixture of blood and minced flesh.

'Poof', it was the sound from the direction where the big sword was flying.

The figure that was so huge that it was beyond ordinary people rushed out with an unparalleled sense of oppression.

Even the cavalry charge of the hoplites would never be more terrifying than Lan'en at this time!

Without drawing his sword at all, the boot with the plate armor was pressed directly into the chest of one of the survivors.

The opponent's high-grade armor, which was made of solid material and covered with a layer of black enamel, immediately sank as if it had been smashed head-on by a war hammer.

A strong man in armor flew upside down and slammed into the trunk of a tree in the dead forest, shaking the branches of the tree to a swaying sound.

Thick, minced blood poured uncontrollably out of his mouth.

And just now, he was impassioned, like a war hero who was about to turn the tide.

Before he could react, he was directly pressed by Lan En's big hand on the helmet on his head.

Then Lane flicked his helmet in the direction of his back.

There was a crisp sound, and a soft body fell to the ground.

It took less than two seconds for the Legion command to withdraw from the portal used to command it, and all of them were wiped out except for Menno Kuhoun, who was kneeling on the ground.

All impassioned and scheming disappeared with the death of the body.

Menno Kuhoun stared at the stumps and corpses in front of him.

has experienced too many changes in a short period of time, even with his long-term mentality, he is in a state of being unable to react at this time.

He watched as Lan En walked over to the great sword that had slashed into the trunk of the tree and drew the terrifying greatsword with one hand.

The other hand swiped the blade of the sword, and there was a 'stab' sound, and the metal of the leather glove attached to the armor made a sound of rubbing against the metal of the greatsword.

A layer of blood, minced meat, and fat on the sword was also swept away.

"You are. How did you find it? ”

Mennon Kuhoun himself didn't know how he had the courage to ask this question.

Maybe his current spirit is really abnormal.

But unexpectedly, the witcher answered him.

"It's not difficult to deduce the direction of your evacuation, after all, I have calculated the few options you can have."

"As soon as you left, I came in this direction. And just now, you also let that very powerful sorceress send a message at the end. ”

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