The Journey of the Demon Hunter

The tents in the forest are embroidered with the emblem of the white lily of Tamoria. The number of tents is so large that people who travel among them think that they have come to a forest composed of camps. Soldiers gathered in a line passing by the demon hunters. They were rushing to the city wall not far away. Some soldiers who were wounded in the battle were carried down. Most of them fainted. This is a lucky group of people, they at least don't have to bear it. The pain was severe, the camp was full of commands and shouts, and the groans of wounded soldiers could be heard from time to time.

This siege camp is only two hours away from the assembly place in Mapoly. Standing in the camp, Zelin can still see the Nilfgard flag waving on the wall. Several huge trebuchets were constantly throwing oil-ignited stones towards the city wall, and the burning boulders slashed overhead, making bursts of howling noises.

"Devil hunter, here." Roche Vernon stood by a blue camp and beckoned to Zelin. The blue-clothed Iron Guard was obviously also engaged in the battle. There were still many blood stains on Roche's body, but these blood stains should not be his.

"When did you arrive?"

"This morning." Zelin walked over. He thought Foltest might be in the tent guarded by the blue iron guard, but when he walked past, the wind blowing on the battlefield lifted a corner of the tent, and he watched There is no one inside, only an empty table "Where is the king? I heard he is here?"

"Yes, but it was a coincidence that you came." Roche beckoned him and motioned to Zelin to come with him.

"Are you going to evacuate?" Zelin looked at the sight he saw. Some soldiers were packing up their camps, although the previous battle was still going on. "Reinforcements for the men in black are coming?"

"Yes, Your Majesty intends to attack for the last time and retake the Mayena Fortress." Roche quickly walked into a group of Temorian knights who were rushing to the siege tower. Some of these knights carried Ridani. Reinforcement of the Asian Red Eagle badge. Not far away, beyond the range of the city wall defenders, stood several tall siege towers. "Your Majesty said, if you come, let you see him immediately."

Zelin narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the siege tower that spread the shadows on the camp.

"Do you know what it is?"

"Maybe I hope you can help clean up the monsters that may appear near the camp, maybe there are other things. I don't know, but your majesty must have his reasons." Roche walked to the back of a siege tower and pulled away to enter the attack. The wooden door of the city tower nodded to Zelin and motioned for him to follow up.

The siege tower was very dark, there were four floors, and a team of soldiers gathered on each floor. On the first floor stood a team of infantrymen, and on top, each floor was equipped with well-equipped knights, and some blue-clad iron guards carrying crossbows. At the top of the siege tower, in front of a team of knights, Zelin saw Foltest.

"Good morning, Demon Hunter, I'm still thinking about when you will arrive." Foltest held a shield in one hand and a one-handed sword in the other. He was still wearing the king's clothes, with a chain mail underneath it, so that people could tell at a glance that he was the king of Tamoria.

"I rushed over when I received the letter."

The sound of stone throwing outside the siege tower stopped temporarily, and the siege tower began to move slowly. Zelin heard some arrows hitting the cowhide on the front of the siege tower, making a burst of noise.

Foltest took a few steps forward and stood at the very front of the top of the siege tower, keeping a distance from the knights behind.

"I'll give you this one, Demon Hunter." The king took off a golden ring with an inscription tattooed on the ring. "This is my personal token. If I fail here, the Nilfgardians will conquer the whole of Thailand. Moria. I will not ask you to join the war, but I hope that you can protect my children, whether they are princes and princesses or ordinary civilians."

Zelin looked at the ring in the king's hand.

"I thought you would never know you, and you would lose?"

"While I am still alive, I will never be defeated." Foltest snorted. "The men and women in the north who are willing to resist the Nilfgard are all standing here, leaving behind only a group of thinking about us. How to kneel to the Nilfgard after the war is a better-looking coward. I absolutely will not allow them to use my children as a rug when kneeling to the Nilfgard."

The siege tower shook suddenly, and they had entered the attack range of the fortress defender's ballista.

"I have heard a lot of news, Your Majesty, but what is the truth?" Zelin took the ring in Foltest's hand. He had never seen a difficulty that would make this king of Temoria find it difficult to overcome.

"The truth is that Menor Kochlen’s Central Army has 100,000 soldiers, while our garrison on the Maribo front has only 36,000." Foltest’s face is like the bark of an old locust tree. The wind and sun in the army made him look older than his actual age. "But Kochlen’s troops have not yet assembled. I must seize the Mayena Fortress, open the way to Sutton Hill, and force his vanguard troops to come and join me. Decisive battle, otherwise I will divide his army into two parts from the middle."

"What's the best case?"

"The best situation is that we can use the assembled 36,000 coalition soldiers to fight the Menor Kochlen's forward cavalry corps composed of 50,000 soldiers from three divisions." Foltest's voice was very low. , But also very resolute "I will fight here to the last minute, victory or end. This is my country, I will never hide in a corner shivering. Come on, Demon Hunter, this is not your war, Your battlefield is elsewhere."

The king turned around and walked in front of the knight who was ready to go to the city to fight.

"Everyone, you look very energetic!" Foltest raised his sword and shouted to the knights who saluted him, "Tell me, what are we going to do?!"

"Kill the Nilfgard!" the knights shouted.

"Tell me, what are we here for!?"

"Victory!"

"I like you people, come on, for Temalia, for the north! The gods are with us!"

Foltest swung his sword, and all the knights drew out their weapons. The moving siege tower slammed into the city wall, and the logs tied together by thick hemp rope creaked overwhelmedly. The wooden planks in front of the siege tower smashed into the city wall, building a bridge to the city wall for the soldiers in the siege tower. Several arrows shot in, but all shot on the shield. An arrow was also inserted into Foltest's shield. Roche protected the king's side and covered his flanks.

"Offense! Come with me, offense!"

Foltest led the blue iron guard beside him rushing up the city wall, followed by the knights behind. The soldiers below also climbed from the wooden ladder to the uppermost level, rushed past the demon hunter, filed out, rushed to the city wall and collided with Nilfgard who was guarding above.

Zelin lowered his head, rubbed the gold ring with his fingers, and stuffed the ring into his jacket pocket.

Chapter 974 The Marshal of the South

"Marshal, we received a report from Mayena Fortress!"

Colonel Tibor Egbraj stood in the large tent of the barracks, with his legs close together to salute Marshal Kochlen. His garrison was located in the northernmost part of the Nilfgaard barracks. When the wounded messenger arrived with a letter, the colonel received the information immediately, and then rushed to the battle report from the Mayena Fortress without stopping. The battlefield command post of the Central Army.

Menor Kochlen, the forty-year-old field marshal, had been on the front since the outbreak of the First Civil War, and General Nilfgard, who had been on the front line, took the letter from the colonel. He unfolded the letter and looked slightly muddy. His eyes scanned each letter on it carefully. His eye circles are a little dark, because he hasn't taken a good rest for a while.

There were few letters in the letter, which didn't make the marshal bother.

The walls of Mayena Fortress were broken, and the defenders were ready to fail. They sent a messenger to let the marshal know the news.

A failure. This is not a good phenomenon. Since the Nifogarde Army crossed the Yarlunga River last summer, they have not suffered a defeat that lost the city. The northern coalition forces regained the Mayena Fortress, which will undoubtedly add a piece of confidence to these northern resisters. Weak enemies are not terrible, but terrible are a group of confident enemies. A victory will obviously greatly improve the morale of the northern coalition forces.

Kochlen thought for a while and said to the staff officer on the side.

"Fort Mayena has fallen."

The young staff officer immediately placed the black fortress around the city in white on the map. This point of white happens to be stuck on the flank of the Central Army, which is extra conspicuous in the black. In the camp, the other Nilfgard officers were silent.

"Mr. De Weingart," the marshal said to his adjutant. "Go and inform the troops and get ready to pull out the camp."

"Yes, sir!" Odd De Wengart saluted the marshal and immediately walked out of the camp. The soldiers outside had already prepared their horses. He mounted the horse and ran to other camps with the messengers outside the camp.

"Gentlemen, we can't wait here any longer. The Yankees are one step ahead of us. Their vanguard has captured the Mayena Fortress. His purpose is obvious. He is about to cut off our legion in the middle." As a veteran, Kochlen quickly saw the purpose of this attack by the Northern Allied Forces: "We are going to launch a counterattack to completely smash the confidence of this group of Yankees."

The officers of Nilfgard still listened quietly. Impatience is a behavior that should be spurned, especially in the military.

"Lieutenant General Leitz de Melis-Stoke."

A senior officer raised his head and looked at Marshal Kochlen.

"Let the three divisions of the Third Army set off tonight, marching westward." Coheren did not look at Lieutenant General, but looked at the map. The offensive of the northern coalition forces happened to have a protrusion near Mayena, and the cavalry units of the Third Army could outflank the enemy's flanks as quickly as possible, completely encircling and annihilating the protrusion of the northern coalition forces.

"Major General Marcus Brebant."

Another senior officer raised his eyes and looked directly at the marshal.

"Let the Fourth Army cover the flank of the Third Army and scatter the scout cavalry. I must know how many northern troops are still in this area. All the cavalry will set off tonight. In the morning light, march north, I want them to retake the Mayena Fortress!" After issuing the order, Marshal Kochlen looked at the officers in the camp. "Gentlemen, do you have any comments?"

"Marshal, don't we continue to wait for the cooperation of the Verdon front of Duke Joachim de Witte?" Major General Marcus asked Marshal Köhren. "This is not the same as the original plan."

"If this Lord Duke can no longer cause us trouble with the Verdon Rebels, I would be very grateful to him!" Marshal Kochlen snorted. "He has three times as many soldiers as the enemy, but it took half a year without Can destroy the Kingdom of Sidaris! Now he is still busy dealing with the guerrillas and rebels in the Kingdom of Verdon! Gentlemen, this time we must rely on ourselves to destroy the main force in the north."

After all the other officers returned to their camp as ordered, the Marshal walked out of the camp, put his helmet under his arm, squinted his eyes slightly, and looked at the northern night sky. The night here is no different from that in the south. Perhaps after this battle, there will be no difference between the south and the north in this world. There is only one name-Nilfgard. This couldn't help but make Cochrane think

The spring offensive will be a decisive battle, and the Nilfgaard Empire has been unable to sustain continuous foreign wars. A trained soldier needs a salary of 10 Francs per month. His Central Army has 100,000 soldiers and consumes 1 million Francs per month. The Verdon Front and the Eastern Army’s The total number of soldiers is almost 150,000, which is another 1.5 million Fronds.

And all this is just one month's military expenditure.