Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 564: 565 tracking

Chapter 564: 565 tracking

Chapter 564 565. Tracking

The search process went smoothly. It was getting late now, and the armed teams that came out in groups should also be looking for a place to camp.

Moreover, their war horses have to carry people, armor, and supplies, but Lan En is holding Poppy by the hand.

Human endurance is far greater than that of horses.

A rather counter-intuitive fact is that in long-distance marches, infantry and other cavalry are generally the ones to keep up.

The longest recorded continuous running time for an average human is more than twenty-five hours.

As for Lan En, who has already had gene seeds implanted and has undergone three surgeries, he cannot be measured by the standards of an 'ordinary human being'.

The woods in winter have almost lost all their leaves, and have turned into branches spreading toward the sky.

It is getting late, and these branches that seem to pierce the sky look weird and ferocious in the dim light.

The cold wind blew through the gaps in the woods and was distorted into a weird whistle.

Poppy has reached his full potential as a purebred Kaedweni warhorse.

The way its muscles bulge and its blood surges as it gallops is enough to be captured by a painter, and then passed down to future generations using expensive paints.

In its eyes, the strange and dim woods around it were ignored by it like silhouettes.

But in front of it, there is always a tall figure.

The heavy steps are like a war hammer!

But above this heavy mass, there is a swift figure!

The proportions of an Astartes' body resemble that of an enlarged human body.

There are no problems such as slender hands and feet, unstable center of gravity, etc. of people who normally grow to this size.

If you had to describe Lan En's sense of speed at this time, it would be to add the sprint speed of the Olympic sprint champion to a mass of 300 kilograms!

The huge mass brings up strong winds, which are even enough to break the branches of the trees in the place it passes!

Finally, after a short period of tracking, Lan En found a shadow of fire in this forest glade.

It was about fifteen people, and they were preparing to rest around the campfire.

They wore dark and shiny full-face armor, and there were a pair of black wings on both sides of the helmets that seemed to reach the sky.

Chang Jianfeng and the hard crossbow and strong bow. If they look at the manner and prestige, they are really decent than the northern soldiers they know.

After all, even for the cavalry team under Baron Wesselard of Willen, Philippe, the leader, was a man with a layer of black spots on his neck and his hair under his fur hat was tangled.

Their tattered cotton armor will be stained with wine stains, phlegm, nasal mucus and other things.

Lane's heavy footsteps and Poppy's heavy breathing woke up the group of people who were preparing for dinner.

They were all on alert, with their crossbows loaded, their bows drawn, and their swords unsheathed.

The military appearance is neat and tidy, which is another quality that is better than that of the northern army.

Lan loosened the reins in his hands and let Poppy walk away to rest.

He himself stood still in the thick shadow reflected by the firelight.

He ran all the way without even getting rid of his hood and cloak, and standing in the shadows, he could only show a huge silhouette.

The Nilfgaardian soldiers on the opposite side whispered to each other.

Its a giant?! I thought it was a superstition of northern hillbillies!

This is a forest, a forest on the plain! Its not a mountain. Where did the giant come from? Even if its a legend, I think it should be a deer-headed spirit!

In the south, most of the monsters common in the north have become the stuff of legends and stories.

Southerners even use this to laugh at the superstition and ignorance of northerners. At this moment, these soldiers, who came to fight in the north for the first time, felt fear in their hearts because of the unknown.

Then, under the influence of armor and sword, fear turned into violent tendencies.

Under the hood, Lan En could hear the gradually heavier breathing of the people on the opposite side, as well as the clouds of white mist coming out of their mouths.

"In case."

Lan En spoke calmly in the darkness, without a trace of fluctuation, only a large white mist caused by hot gas drifting from the shadows into the light of the fire.

"I want to ask you gentlemen from the south one thing: I passed a village heading east here, and that village was massacred. The people who did it burned the bodies and tortured them. Is this what you did? "

When Lan En said the first sentence, the expression on the other person's face relaxed obviously.

If he can speak human language, he is not the northern monster in the story.

The second sentence that followed made the Nilfgaardian soldiers who were slightly relieved laugh out loud.

This laughter was filled with surprise.

If it were a normal situation, Lan En wouldn't care too much. After all, there seems to be nothing wrong with laughing amidst the ups and downs of moods from nervousness to relaxation.

But this smile is different. The feeling it brings to Lan En is

Someone actually wants to ask us this? and I was actually nervous because of someone asking such a boring question?

There is no need to answer anymore.

This playful laughter was the answer.

A Nilfgaardian was aiming his crossbow at Lan En. The joking smile on his face had not even faded. His fingers had begun to tighten, and the mechanical leaf spring was about to activate, shooting the crossbow bolt on the string.

But in the next moment.

Hoo!

Violent wind pressure was generated out of thin air, almost suppressing the bright and prosperous bonfire into a thin layer!

Ordinary peoples vision and reaction speed cannot even see Lan Ens shadow in this situation!

They were still staring blankly at the spot where Lan En was standing, where a wide cloak was flying in the sky.

But what brought about this huge wind pressure was a huge human body!

Bang!

The huge palm completely wrapped the Nilfgaardian's head!

Just this one movement makes a sound like hitting a helmet with a hammer!

Under the gaze of all of them, Lan En rushed directly into their formation in the blink of an eye!

The pair of cat eyes shining in the dimness turned, observing the entire situation.

The crossbowman who was hit **** the head subconsciously activated the machine on his hand.

With a "whoosh" sound, the crossbow bolt with a triangular pyramid head passed past Lan En and went straight into the gap in the neck guard of another Nilfgaardian's armor!

Then Lan En didn't even look back. He raised the Nilfgaardian in his hand to his side as if he had already planned it.

The next moment, the sound of "swish, swish" arrows streaking through the air came.

These arrows fired from bows or crossbows burst out sparks on the Nilfgaardians' armor, and a few of them with tricky angles had penetrated the weak points of the armor and penetrated into the body.

The human shield in Lan Ens hand simply stopped moving.

The Nilfgaardian army is indeed very powerful.

Whether it is their ability to respond quickly or the quality of their ordnance, they are much better than the northern army.

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