Chapter 104 The Lion Returns
Ciri struggled endlessly holding the reddish-brown bundle in her arms, which attracted Cassirer's attention, and he immediately reached out to pull the thing. However, Xili also tried her best to protect her, even biting the armor-covered hand like a crazy cat.
"Is this cloak actually the skin of a gryphon? It's so beautiful...and the one in my arms too? Is she worthy of being the princess of Cintra?" "
Ha. Your Highness, don't move around, be careful of getting hurt..."
His teeth were almost broken. Xili buried her face in the cloak in her arms with a puff, and shouted fiercely: "Let go..." "Let go, Your
Highness, Princess!"
Suddenly there was a roar from the direction of the city gate, and a team A city guard of about twenty people came rushing towards this side on horseback.
The three leaders were Ace, who was wearing the armor of the city guard captain, Sward, who was wearing the armor of the palace guard, and House, who was still wearing the Lannister armor.
Cassirer chuckled, threw Ciri on the saddle, drew the longbow again, and pointed the arrow at Ace, who was dressed as the captain of the city guard.
At the same moment when Ace saw the enemy, he had already drawn his bow and nocked an arrow, with a fierce look on his face.
The two shooters locked onto their respective enemies at the same time!
Ace's arrow was like a meteor, crossing the battlefield in an instant at a speed faster than the wind, piercing the head of the opponent's horse.
He originally aimed at the gap in the opponent's helmet. Even if he knew that he might be pierced by the opponent's arrow in the next second, he was confident that he would take away the opponent's officer dressed as a noble.
But at this moment, the opponent's horse suddenly screamed and stood up, blocking the fatal arrow for its owner, and causing Cassirer's determined shot to be deflected.
Shirley and Cassir rolled off the horse together, and saw an exquisite thin sword stuck on the horse's butt. The crystals used to decorate it sparkled on the swallow-shaped hilt.
It was Ciri. The cloak in her arms was always wrapped in her own "Swift" sword. She is smart and has been waiting for the opportunity. She didn't know much about plate armor and couldn't accurately insert the rapier into the gaps in the armor, but the horses under their crotches did not have such luxury protection.
Cassirer roared and pulled out the sword. Who would have thought that a ten-year-old delicate princess would have such a thing in her arms?
Ace's arrow was the clarion call for everyone's attack. When it left the string, the city guards charged forward in unison. Sward and House took the lead.
With a "clang" sound, Sward waved his sword and fought Cassirer head-on. House took the opportunity to hug Ciri and ran away. The soldiers of the city defense army parted ways and then closed up in a tacit understanding, firmly protecting the princess behind them.
"My sword! And my cloak!" Ciri screamed.
"House, Ace, take the princess and go first! Find Hardy and Butler Enns, Mr. Geralt is also there!" Swader shouted loudly, and then changed into a soft tone, "Princess, you Go first, I will send you your sword and cloak later."
"No!" Ciri cried, "Even you are lying to me!"
Cassirer roared and fought with Sward again and again. , their swords collided dozens of times within a few breaths.
Swade only felt that the force of each blow from the opponent was unexpectedly strong. After a while, his palms became numb, and the guard's sword in his hand actually spun and flew out.
He quickly pulled out another long sword from his waist and retreated while forcing the enemy away. The two groups in the melee immediately separated after a brief exchange and began to confront each other in the alley.
Sward was breathing heavily, looking straight at Cassirer's fire-breathing eyes, but he was signaling to his companions: "They are waiting for reinforcements from Nilfgaard, what are you waiting for if you haven't run away? "
We are gone, what will you do?" Ace gritted his teeth and pulled out the bow string, his eyes slightly slanted, staring at the lion-headed silver sword in Swade's hand.
"Given the terrain of this alley, it doesn't mean much if there are too many people." Sward said, "You are the captain of the city guard, and the soldiers have to rely on you to command and protect the princess; the princess needs someone to take care of her when she escapes, and the rough men can No, House can help Little Hardy and Mr. Enns; and I am a soldier, and this is my destiny." House gritted his teeth after
hearing this, and had a reasonable intention to retreat, but he remained unwavering for the sake of his comrades.
"Idiots! The princess still needs you, Cintra still needs you!" The Sword Attendant suddenly raised his voice, "But I am different, I am an oathbreaker. I once swore to always follow the Lord, but I failed; I I swore that I would bring you back, but I couldn't do it; I swore that I wouldn't let monsters get close to you before I died, but I still couldn't do it.
When Advisor Mossack took me out of the dungeon, I swore I will die for the princess. That is the last time I swear. Please let me fulfill my vow!"
Ace looked at him steadily for a while, then suddenly smiled: "Forget it, I guess we will be together soon. We still have to meet, and then I'll give you a good beating..."
"Let's go!"
The arrow that was about to be fired came out of the string, and Ace turned around and knew without looking that it would definitely get into someone's neck. The city guard's horse hooves rumbled, and soon they rolled away with Xili.
"Don't let them run away!" Cassirer yelled, grabbed someone's horse and rushed forward.
Swade and the others did not show any weakness, stabbing the horse's buttocks with their long swords and rushing forward without thinking about any losses. He directly used the heads of the war horses to collide with them one by one. All the war horses whined and rolled with their heads broken and their bones broken. All the knights rolled and fell to the ground in embarrassment.
The narrow alley was soon blocked by half of the horse's corpse.
"I stayed because of my oath. When did you take the oath? Not many people can come back alive from Toussaint." The city
guards also left four people behind, along with Swade. After blocking the enemy's path, the Sword Attendant turned around and saw that they were all familiar faces.
"Shut up, you sworn breaker!" A soldier of the City Guards responded, "How many times have we fought the Earl together? Do I not know your abilities? Can you stop them by yourself? ?"
Another soldier laughed loudly: "My lord, the count left early. I can't let your little guy be bullied by the Nilfgaardians." "
Then you soldiers of Cintra can prepare your last words!"
Cassirer yelled angrily and split a soldier's chest open. The soldier rolled and fell to the ground, spitting blood and froth from his mouth.
"I still... really have my last words..."
The body of the fallen soldier kept twitching, and he suddenly grabbed a Nilfgaardian soldier who was stepping on him, and dragged him to the ground, causing him to suffer a few more blows. Take the knife.
After seeing his teammates seize the opportunity he created to chop off the enemy's head, he lay down on his back in relief, and then suddenly thought about something and widened his eyes:
"Last words House, you must protect me." ...'Lion Knight', Quint...otherwise I wouldn't have turned into a demon spirit..."
His opened eyes never closed again.
The cry of killing echoed in the alley for a while, and gradually died down until a large number of Nilfgaardian soldiers were attracted.
Swader gasped for air. All his companions were dead, and he was the only one left in the alley at this moment.
"Is there a plague in your brain? Let's rush over together! He is alone. If we rush over together, even a cow can be knocked away. Do we have to kill him?"
A Nilfgaardian officer accompanying him shouted, driving the soldiers to rush forward.
"Shut up, he must die!" Cassirer's eyes turned red, and it was obvious that his head was too heavy. "He is mine!"
But the other officer's men did not care about Cassirer's intention, and swarmed up to kill Swade. Hacked to death with random knives. Cassirer was so angry that he roared, but he could only charge with the other soldiers.
It's going to happen, I can't stop it.
Swade smiled bitterly in his heart, but maintained a determined and indifferent expression on his face.
Scenes flashed back in his mind, the day he met Lann for the first time, the day Toussaint was knocked into the portal and left Lann behind, the day he was with the attendant Geralt Lann in the Rose Garden... and
... One day when I was watching Lann and Geralt compete in martial arts...
the black-armored soldiers rushed towards me from all directions like midnight darkness. And Swade suddenly felt blessed. He spun his feet and rushed into the crowd. His center of gravity kept adjusting with the rotation of his body. His movements were as light and agile as a cat in the treetops.
"Clang, clang, clang, clang" Swade's weapon kept colliding with the tips of other people's knives. His strength was very small, and he could only knock away the enemy's attacks to create a gap for himself. He moved around in the crowd with unfamiliarity and flexibility. , approaching Cassirer like a swift spirit.
Cassirer was shocked. His sword frame was completely unprepared for defensive changes. He swung his sword in a hurry, but was cut by Swade on the armor on his wrist and the weapon dropped.
The slash is weak and doesn't break armor, but I'm familiar with the gaps in armor. This is a high-end product wearing an officer's armor. At least he must...
An invisible force suddenly acted on the lion-headed silver sword, as if countless hands were snatching the weapon in his hand. Sward couldn't resist the force without noticing. Juli actually let go.
Cassirer's reaction was also quick, and he grabbed the lion-headed sword with his hand. The magic wave on it dissipated in time, and the tip of the sword pierced Swade's heart with a single turn.
"Ah!" Cassirer yelled, half scared and half angry.
Damn, it’s so noisy. Swade thought feebly, just a little bit...
The portal in Toussaint appeared again in his mind. It's really only a little bit close, Lord Earl... The
Black Wing Knight continued to push Sward back and nailed him to the wall. Then he wanted to use his long sword to cut off Sward's head, but his legs failed. He almost couldn't stand upright, and almost fell to his knees if he hadn't been holding on to the wall.
Behind the crowd, a warlock from the warlock army slowly dispersed the magic wave in his hand and asked expressionlessly: "Where is Princess Sirilla? Did she run away? Are there so many of you?"
Cassirer sneered breathlessly: " Who are you? How dare you talk to me like this? Let Fringilla Vigo come out!"
The warlock suddenly turned red with anger.
Fringilla Weige slowly pushed aside the crowd of warlocks and walked out: "You should be more polite when talking to the person who saved your life, Count. If Ashley hadn't specifically asked you to do so, do you think the warlocks would care about your life or death? ?"
After saying that, she turned around and asked the warlock who saved Cassirer: "Who asked you to come here alone without authorization, huh?" The other party hesitated and said:
"Ms. Ashley Once..."
Before he could finish speaking, Fringilla's body erupted with an impact. When he passed the others, they were like a breeze blowing on their faces. Only the warlock who acted without authorization flew out as if struck by lightning.
Fringilla turned back to Cassirer and sarcastically said: "Did you hear that? Maybe you should really let this warrior stab you through. He is a respectable swordsman, which is not bad for you. The ending."
Cassirer wanted to retaliate angrily, but was angrily interrupted by the commander. He shouted: "That's enough, who can tell me where the princess went?"
Shao Qing, a scout came back and reported: " Lord Earl, the princess and her entourage went to the north."
Fringilla thought for a while, then suddenly said: "Is it Brokiron? I heard that Princess Cirilla accepted the Lannister inheritance, and among them was Xin Brokiron of Terra, and it is said that they have a close relationship with the dryads of Brokiron."
"Then send troops to Lochiron Forest!"
"Shut up, His Majesty did not give such an order, Cassirer, this is you You have to solve your own mission!"
"Idiot!" Fringilla also scolded, "Blochiron is not a place that can be conquered by the army. You know nothing about it!"
Warlocks and soldiers There was a violent quarrel between them.
Swade's body was nailed to the wall, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly, showing a smile.
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[Mission: City Defense Iron Guard·Part 2-Completed]
[Character Level Improvement +1]
[Discover New Mission]
[City Defense Iron Guard·Part 3]:
[After the training of blood, your troops gain again He has something that other soldiers don't have: cohesion, responsibility, and belief. They are willing to take it to heart and sacrifice for it. Please use these things to unite them and lead them to victory. 】
After the severe dizziness, Lan En and Hei Feng lowered their heads and retched. The portal disappeared behind them, bringing up the wind and sand.
The system's beep made Lan suppress his physical discomfort, and he knew something was wrong.
Looking up, I saw a village outside the walls of the capital city of Sintra. There were ruins everywhere, and flames were burning between the houses. Broken arrows and fragments of armor were scattered on the ground.
The battle here seems to be over, and the victorious soldiers are plundering their spoils wantonly. In addition to military merit, this is the biggest purpose of their trip.
As far as the eye can see, a group of soldiers in black sun armor are tearing off a girl's clothes. Two Sintra soldiers fell to the ground. On one side, the Three Lions flag was thrown into the mound, with two footprints on it.
"Haha, it's time for you to meet a real man!"
Lan heard the Black Sun soldier who was tearing his clothes shouting.
Several soldiers who were waiting aside and taking a break looked at the sudden appearance of a man and a horse. The simple and solemn armor on Lann's body was not Nilfgaard's armor, it was obviously an enemy.
A soldier with the fastest reaction drew his bow and shot. The arrow path was very stable and the arrow speed was very fast. He could cover this small distance in the blink of an eye.
There was a "click", and Lann's brain hadn't actually reacted yet, but his right hand pulled out the steel sword behind his back like a conditioned reflex, and a flash of light cut off the arrow that was flying rapidly.
"The sun is up..." The Nilfgaardian soldier holding a long bow murmured, "He cut off the arrows in the air..."
The soldier buried in the girl's chest heard the movement and gave The man beneath him slapped him, and just as he raised his head, a flying steel sword was thrown out by his master like a hand axe. It spun and embedded itself in his head, and then he was thrown up with his body and fell to the ground. .
The steel sword punishes evildoers. The head of the gryphon that had not fought for a century and a half was stained with blood, and its eyes were shining.
"Enemy attack!"
A shrill cry rang out, and black-armored soldiers appeared in various streets and alleys. This small gathered village has little oil and water, and there are not many people staying here, but it is enough to surround Lann.
Lan slowly drew out the gryphon silver sword from behind, and the golden lion eyes reflected the flames.
"Meet a real man... a Nilfgaardian!"
(End of Chapter)