Chapter 1190: 1172 attack

Chapter 1190 1172. Attack

The breastplate of an Aedirn officer from the other side of the Mahakam Mountains, the exquisitely crafted arrows, and the traces of destruction that looked like a natural disaster, but there were no living creatures left in the whole scene.

This is the conclusion that Lan En and Fluffy Ball came to after searching this scene.

Although it doesn't have the eerie and eerie atmosphere of being faced with curses and monsters at work as a witcher, the whole scene reveals an abnormality.

Lan En handed over all kinds of information to the biochemical intelligence brain for storage and analysis.

Until enough information is collected and connected into a clue, most of it is in a fragmented state.

But if any piece of these scattered information is missing, they will not be connected together in the end.

Putting away the arrows and breastplate, Lan En called to Velvet Ball and exited the dense mountain forest that seemed to have been abused by natural disasters.

After walking out of here, Lan En saw Qilin and Triss, who was protected by Qilin.

The sorceress now has bright burgundy hair floating in the air, and the magic of chaos is so active on the surface of her body that it almost glows.

Qilin and Velvet Ball should have been disgusted by the twisted power of Chaos Magic, but neither of them were affected by Chaos Magic after being blessed by the Lady of the Lake.

So now Qilin was just curiously sniffing around Triss's body, looking at the hair that was floating and shimmering.

After Lan En came back, it suddenly straightened its stretched neck, looking serious and alert.

Triss opened her eyes when she heard the movement.

"How's it going?" She asked a little seriously, "What's the situation in that area?"

She originally thought that although the matter was serious, at least time was not tight and could be solved step by step. But now on the first day of entering the Pontar Valley, it was a slap in the face, and the range of influence of the mutation suddenly increased by ten kilometers.

Anyone else would have a heartache.

"Inside, I can only say, it's weird. But we found something."

Lan En curled his lips and told the situation of himself and the flannel ball in that area.

But when Triss heard that Lan En felt strange, she didn't seem to feel anything at all.

This is normal, after all, the professional fields of sorceresses and witchers are very different.

The mission experience of witchers is closer to the combination of detectives and hunters, while sorceresses are mostly politicians, spell turrets and scientific researchers.

"I don't quite understand the rest." Triss had no intention of pretending in front of Lan En, but said directly, "But about Aedirn's breastplate."

She tucked a strand of curly red hair that fell down to her face behind her ear.

“I have heard news that Aedian has also sent people to the Pontar Valley. The Pontar River is the key road for Aedirn to sell agricultural products to Temeria and Redania, and it is the financial lifeline of their kingdom. They can’t be impatient if something happens here.”

"Demavi also has a military stronghold called Haji Fortress in the river valley. It is more convenient and closer than Foltest to send people."

"But the news only spread for a while, and then nothing happened."

Then, the sorceress looked at the broken breastplate that Lan En took out with meaning, and pouted at it.

In other words, all of them died?

Lan En narrowed his eyes and tapped the breastplate.

"But that doesn't make sense, sir." The biochemical intelligence brain immediately made logical deductions based on the new information and reported the results. "The people in Aedirn may not have been killed by that unknown creature."

"Nearly all the living creatures within the area affected by the creature were gone. But leaving the breastplate shows that it at least does not care about steel. It is impossible that only one person in the team sent by Aedirn to solve the problem wore armor, right? "

"Hold me and come up."

Triss had already calmed down by now. She grabbed Lan En's hand and sat on Qilin's back with him.

The flannel ball also climbed up, dragging Qilin's tail, causing Qilin to kick in displeasure.

"Where should we go now?" Triss asked, holding Lan En's arm. "Should we warn Siward?"

"It's useless to remind you." Lan En turned to look at the destroyed, abused, and lifeless jungle, and said in a deep voice, "We have to make him turn around and run away!"

"Advance ten kilometers in one night. If the speed does not slow down, that thing will reach the Pontal Valley in another whole day!"

"Not to mention that at the current speed, this team will have to walk for at least two days to reach the floating port. So what if they arrive?"

"Can a town built for trade stop this thing?"

"Did you actually see the destruction caused by that thing, Triss?"

Lan En lowered his head and spoke seriously to the sorceress holding his arm.

"If there are not a few archmage present, then once this thing reaches the Pontal Valley."

"Not to mention just a floating port, everyone including Haji Fortress will die!"

Lan En said, while Triss had a serious face and stopped talking.

However, there are even more shocking data in the calculations of the demon hunter and the biochemical intelligence brain.

This thing made many turns while advancing at a speed of ten kilometers last night.

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On the south bank of the Pontal Valley, on the dangerous and busy mountain road, there was a flickering light of fire and the smell of smoke.

The two frightened horses neighed, dragging the reins, harness and broken shafts, and rushed out of the mountain road, all the way into the valley below with constant waves.

The convoy was on fire.

The ignited arrows were like firebirds, shooting out from the bushes and dense forests beside the mountain road, shooting through the canvas and nailing into the wooden boards.

With shouts and war cries, the Scoia'tael attacked.

The commander of this group of attackers was undoubtedly a master of tactics and planning.

Seeward organized the non-humans in the team at the front to serve as vanguards. This not only prevented the enemy's spies from being planted among the non-humans, but also allowed the Scoia'tael's anger to be vented on these 'race traitors' first.

But there was no doubt that the Scoia'tael commander had foreseen this happening.

Like a rain of fire arrows, only a few but precise ones, were shot towards the forward of the convoy.

And the goal is not to kill, but to frighten the pack animals and horses pulling the cart.

The panic of these animals does not cause much damage, but they can disrupt the progress of the team and block the entire passage.

Instead, the subsequent human convoys received the attention of the main force.

There was no doubt about the enemy's tactical prediction, which made Siward and the White Rose Knights surrounding him feel at a loss.

These people who were full of joy and wanted to see the inhuman races kill each other first were hit hard instead.

As the center of the convoy, they also became chaotic.

According to the usual tactical style of the Scoia'tael, a wave of soldiers followed the rain of arrows and rushed towards the convoy on the mountain road.

(End of chapter)