The Journey of the Demon Hunter

This was a lot of time, they must be faster.

Finally, before leaving, Zelin noticed a few sheets of paper and a letter on the table at the door of the secret room. Without much thought, he grabbed the letter paper and stuffed it into his pocket.

Chapter 660 The Hand of Justice

There were a total of fifteen rescued slaves, there should have been more, but Zelin only saw the cold corpses after opening the cage, such a cold winter is not suitable for these people who only wear thin linen to live. Before the demon hunters attacked the castle, the White Rose Knights must have sold a group of slaves. These dying people were just not easy to deal with, so they were left in the secret room to wait for other buyers, or fend for themselves.

This group of people supported each other and walked down the castle. The cold wind outside the gate made them shrink their heads, but the only thing that was rare was to let them walk out again. The figures of these people looked extremely thin in the wind, as if they were about to be blown down by the wind in the next moment. The fireworks in the castle courtyard provided some heat. Reso did not know where to catch three horses that had not escaped into the forest. There was also a carriage that barely fell apart, although it was used to pull goods. Carriage, but it's better than nothing.

"It's too late." Reso rode a horse, looking outside the city gate with his back to the demon hunter. Waving his hand to signal the people inside to get into the car, Zelin walked to Resso and looked outside as well.

I saw that a group of soldiers had gathered in the clearing by the forest outside the castle. They were not soldiers of the White Rose Knights. Their flags and emblems indicated that they belonged to the Duke of Island, to be precise, the Prince Corvette of Island. Foltest's half-brother.

"If we had just walked straight away, we would have already entered the forest and rushed to the Mahakam Mountains." Resso said to Zelin, still holding a sword in his hand. The soldiers outside were looking inside, with their heads outstretched, no one came here yet, they just vaguely surrounded this place.

"If we just walked straight away, I can't forgive myself." Zelin held the ebony blade and rode on another horse. "My sword will also become blunt."

"As a demon hunter, you are too sentimental."

"No." Zelin shook his head. "I'm just chasing evil." He pointed to the path leading to the forest on the other side. "Did you see there? Not many of them. I don't know if there is a commander. You are here. Wait for the opportunity, find a chance to rush out from that direction. I will attract attention."

"We can kill." Resso's face tightened, and the scar on his face made him look like a stone polished by a knife and axe, and it blunts and breaks any axe that wants to hit him. Stone "You are right, they are very few. We have horses. Most of them walk and rush out. They can't catch up with us."

"There is no need for extra branches." Zelin urged the horse to take a few steps forward. "Someone will be waiting for you in Badov." He recalled the retreat plan that Kording had told him in his letter. When the sun shines, if I have not yet returned, I will return directly to the Mahakam Mountains, and I will find a way to get out."

"Are you sure?"

"Of course." Zelin snorted. "These little troubles don't bother me." After that, he turned his horse's head and walked towards the soldiers gathered on the edge of the castle. Reso's horse led the carriage and slowly drove out of the castle. The movement in the castle made the soldiers who didn't understand the situation nervous. Although they didn't see what happened at the headquarters of the Knights, the smoke and the **** smell from time to time in the air showed that it would definitely not be inside. It became like this because of a fire caused by a bonfire.

When the carriage drove out, Zelin heard a commotion among the soldiers, but he didn't listen to what these soldiers were saying, instead he thought about anything that he had bought from Kurding and Ailan in his head. Information about the Duke of Germany.

He believes that Reso can bring these people to a safe place. Although he looks like a vicious person, he will not go back when he promises to do something.

"Stop!"

Just when Zelin urged the horse to walk about 20 meters away from these soldiers, a man wearing a knight armor came out of the soldier, who was supposed to be a fief knight under the Duke of Island.

"Say your name and your actions! This land belongs to the respected Prince Ayland, and everything you do must be subject to the legal constraints and sanctions enacted by the Prince." Several sealed knights held hands. Surrounded by swords from the left and right sides. Zelin took the reins and stood upright, and several other knights circled him, urging the horses to trot.

"It's him! It's them!" A man wearing a white rose knights robe rushed out of the team. "They attacked the headquarters of the Knights. Get them! Hang them!"

"Don't get excited, knight."

Zelin glanced at the deserter indifferently, then moved his gaze to the man who hid his face behind his visor, "You are not the one who should come out to speak, there is no need to hide that person behind you, who is your commander? ?"

The demon hunter held his breath and stared at his surroundings calmly. About fifty professional soldiers set off from Island City after someone noticed the fire. There was still a lot of dirt on their shoes. Although their bodies were blocked by armor, observe the horses that these knights were sitting on. Zelin could tell it must have arrived in a hurry. Zelin stared at him, then he moved his gaze behind the knight.

Feeling being stared at, another with black skin, embroidered with an Ailand emblem on his chest, remembers that the man crossed the knight. "You are going to be arrested for murder." His voice was fine and greasy. "You will be taken." Go to the palace of the Prince and put it on the gallows after being tried. Do you have anything else to say?" The man waved his hand and motioned to the soldiers to surround the demon hunters. No one is allowed to leave!"

Zelin drew his sword. The soldiers immediately raised their spears and stared at the demon hunter vigilantly.

"No one can pass here." He rode on the horse, narrowing his eyes slightly. "No one."

Behind him, Resso urged the horses, and the two horses drove into the forest path from the other side of the castle with a carriage. Several soldiers wanted to stop, but Zelin pulled the reins to keep the horse in front of them.

"I won't give you a third warning."

"I advise you to catch it with all your hands, and then you will get a fair trial." The man was taken aback, and his horse turned a circle and took a few steps back. Retiring to the soldiers gave him a sense of security, and then he stretched out a finger, and his voice was like the scream of a frightened person, "Dare to do something to the soldiers of His Royal Highness, we have the right to kill you directly. You." This is to put yourself on the gallows!"

"We should hurry up! Just put the evidence in front of you and kill them!" It was the white rose knight who had escaped, shouting among these people, "They are mutant monsters, witchcraft that can confuse people, don't listen to them anymore. Words!"

Zelin shrugged.

"I don't care."

They confronted each other like this, and no one of the soldiers who rushed over seemed to have thought that anyone would dare to confront Prince Ayland's orders. For a time, only the snort of horses and the rustle of horses' hoofs on fallen leaves remained on the scene.

But this silence did not last long.

Suddenly, there was some commotion among the people behind the team. The soldiers turned their heads, and saw another group of people appearing in the forest. The leading knight was holding the banner of Tamoria White Lily. The remaining soldiers hadn't all appeared yet, Zelin I heard the angry voice of Commander Roche of the Blue Iron Guard.

"Encircle them and don't let any traitors escape!"

Chapter 661 The Judge

First appeared is the knight with the white lily of Tamoria tattooed on his chest, followed by a group of soldiers, and then the blue iron guard of Tamoria's special forces. Roche waved the knife in his hand, as if in the blink of an eye, countless blue-clad iron guards appeared in the surrounding woods. They held the winding crossbow, forming an arc and aiming at everyone present, as if not suddenly The attack is a premeditated ambush. Compared with the soldiers and mercenaries in these places, this army directly belonging to the king is much more elite.

"Everyone put down their weapons!"

Roche yelled to everyone present.

The soldiers of Ailand looked at the blue iron guard who suddenly appeared in horror. No one would like the feeling of being pointed at by a bunch of sharp objects, not to mention that these sharp objects can instantly kill people. These soldiers formed a circle back to back, looking at the soldiers who kept pouring out of the surrounding woods. The slightly fat man who was reading the law aloud to the demon hunter before nearly fell off his horse. As for the member of the White Rose Knights, Zelin now finally knows why he could escape in the attack of the demon hunter. In the blink of an eye, his figure disappeared in the group of soldiers, and only he was thrown by casually. White Rose Tabard on the ground.

Shrugging, Zelin took the ebony blade back on his back. He had envisaged many situations before the start of the plan, but this was still a bit beyond his expectation. He thought that Foltest would allow at most a governor or a general to come. But the governor and general can't command the blue iron guard.

"This is the king's order, immediately put down the weapon!"

Roche yelled again, and at the same time raised the knife in his hand. Following his movements, the soldiers around with crossbows raised their arms and made a pose about to launch.

Upon seeing this, someone in the outermost soldier dropped his spear, and the weapon fell to the ground with a bang. The sound was like a stone being thrown into a pond, and people around began to throw away their weapons. In the face of these blue iron guards, they have no chance of winning. Being surrounded by attacks also made them lack the courage to fight against others.

Obviously, what Zelin asked Kedinger to send away was indeed delivered to the person who should have received it. Foltest and Tamoria Field Marshal John Natalis are fighting Nilfgard’s vanguard in Mapo. All the legions that Tamoria can call up are sent to the front. Any organized All of the military personnel are recruited. There are too many Imperial Legions, and the front lines are too long. Not only the troops guarding the capital Vizima are sent to the front, but also the soldiers under Marshal Natalis are mixed with more than half of mercenaries and volunteers.

Everyone is on the front line. Zelin didn't know what Foltest would think if anyone knew that there was still an organized force of thousands staying behind and defying the king's orders. But now it seems that he already knows.

The White Rose Knights chose a best mobile hand. The king is not there, the local soldiers are not there, not even the soldiers of Mahakam. But this is also the worst time. Of course, if it hadn't been for their large-scale march and assembly under the urging of the Church of Eternal Fire, he estimated that it would not be so easy to find the weakness of the Knights.

When these soldiers all put down their weapons, the human wall surrounding them separated a passage from the middle, and Foltest, the King of Tamoria, rode out on his horse accompanied by several entourages and clerks. He was obviously tanned a little bit, unlike the white skin of other kings, he is now like an old tree root after being blown by the wind and sun, with ravine lines remaining on his face. Foltest's gaze swept across the Ailand soldier here, and finally his gaze stayed on the slightly fat man with a thin voice.

Foltest rolled over and dismounted, and the man with a shrill voice hurriedly greeted him, spread his arms and bend his waist at a ninety degree angle.

"My dear Majesty, may the gods bless Bai Lily forever and see you safe and sound..."

"Are you the one in charge here? These soldiers obey your orders?" Foltest interrupted him and asked directly, "Are they the soldiers of Temoria?" Soldiers with the emblem "Are they loyal to the King of Temoria?"

"Be, of course, your beloved King." The man's voice trembled slightly. "We have always been your most loyal subjects. May the great blood of Bai Lily and Dismode..."

"I remember that a month ago, I gave the order that all the soldiers of Tamoria went to the front line to fight against the invasion of the men in black." Foltest scanned the weapons thrown on the ground by these soldiers. "Tell me why Will I see so many soldiers far from the front line?" The king walked to the man with a low waist. "I need to explain."

"Your Majesty... This, this is just..." Although the wind in the early winter morning was very cold, a little sweat leaked from the man's forehead. "Uh... Your Majesty, this..." They can hide the situation in the report, but now, These heavily armed soldiers were in front of the king. The soldiers in full armor were all professional soldiers of Tamoria. The ordinary conscripted farmer could only get a spear, a small leather shield, leggings and studded cotton coat. In front of these armors, he couldn't even deny him with temporarily recruited farmers.

Because according to the order, all armor and weapons must be transported to Vizima to arm the recruits.

Foltest questioned, "My soldiers are defending the country on the front line. They and the men in black are desperately trying to prevent the tragedies of Sintra, Aden, Livia, and Verdon from falling on their families. Life allows other people to stay safely north of the Qiaote River, and you." The king raised his hand. "When the soldiers are desperate in front, what are you doing? Violating the king’s order? Tell me, what reason do I have not to You hanged at the gate of Ailand."

The fat man was silent, but the trembling of the folds of fat on his chin showed that he was afraid.

After a few seconds, Foltest did not wait any longer.