Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 595: 597 rounded to zero

Chapter 595: 597 rounded to zero

Chapter 595 597. Break into parts

Dakley is not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death.

If he is afraid of death, he will not do the job he is doing now. Instead, he should farm the land honestly or learn a craft or do business.

An accurate description of a person like him is: he will weigh the threat of death against the benefits that can be obtained by withstanding the threat. Once it reaches the limit that he can accept, then the threat of death is not unacceptable.

At the outset, there was no doubt that Lane's performance exceeded the maximum risk that Darkley was willing to accept.

So he immediately wanted to turn around and run away.

But then, when he discovered certain facts, he suddenly felt that the risk was not as big as it seemed.

Now I take over the temporary command! Everyone obeys!

In the chaotic Nilfgaardian phalanx, Darkri at the rear suddenly shouted loudly.

Judging from the ranks in the Nilfgaardian army, he does have command authority now.

This shout is also very noticeable now that Lan En has caused chaos.

But Darkley was very cautious, or rather arrogant, and just spoke out. But he had no intention of highlighting his position.

Originally in military command, it is necessary for the commander to highlight himself so that his subordinates can determine their position and orders.

Beside Darkley, the four experts he brought looked at him as if they were crazy.

Are you out of your **** mind?!

"Son of a bitch! If you want to deal with him, go alone! Do you hear me?! Go alone!"

While cursing, they were about to ride their horses away from their commander.

Even the seemingly quiet psionicist Joanna is like this.

This group of people were originally a group of desperadoes, and their respect for Darkley was out of respect for his position and power.

And now Darkley, these men only regard him as a dead man.

But Darkley himself looked excited now, which was the state he often had when engaging in some exciting gambling games.

Excited and nervous.

He lay on the horse's back, trying not to make his figure stand out.

But the orders from his mouth never stopped.

"Disperse! Abandon the formation! Abandon the front! Everyone disperse!"

Dakley issued an order that was enough to confuse all commanders, even soldiers with some battlefield knowledge.

In cold weapon warfare, formations have always been something commanders are willing to give up no matter how many lives they have to maintain.

Stay away from that person! Kill those refugees! Even if those refugees dont use formation, they are no match for you! Scatter! Charge towards them!

In fact, regardless of whether Darkley has given the order to "abandon the front" or not, the organization of the Nilfgaardian army has almost been destroyed.

After receiving the order from the upper-level commander, the Nilfgaardian soldiers immediately dispersed!

From the moment Darkley issued the order, Lan immediately realized that something was wrong.

Because this order directly hits his flawhe cannot take care of very far, nor can he take care of many people!

Lane, who was rushing through the crowd, immediately wanted to kill Darkley before he finished his order.

But now it was a chaos, surrounded by the roars and wailings of the Nilfgaardians, the friction and collision of steel, and it was impossible to distinguish anything.

So what happened next was just like Lan Ens estimation.

The Nilfgaardians who were so courageous by him that they could not even maintain their basic formation and discipline began to flee in all directions.

A small number of people who had come into close contact with him were almost frightened, so they ran around without any end.

While tearing off his armor to lose weight, he fled in an inexplicable direction.

But most people still subconsciously obeyed the officer's orders.

They dispersed like birds and beasts towards the direction of the refugee group.

With their numerical superiority, Stuart's cavalry had defeated the enemy's cavalry. After seeing this situation, his expression immediately changed.

Hand on horseback, he waved his long sword and shouted to the knights around him: "Return for help! Go back and protect the refugees!"

But in the final analysis, facing a group of rebels, it is too late to do anything.

Because they are too scattered.

If its any one, any of Cintras regular armies! Even the kind whose courage was defeated by the Nilfgaardians on the battlefield.

In the case of their complete system and almost equivalent to escaping, they are not afraid of these Nefferi people at all.

Nilfgaard's army is unstoppable, but this does not mean that every man in their army can be equal to ten.

But now, what stood opposite the Nilfgaardian rebels was not any army. It was just a group of armed refugees.

Geralt forcefully grabbed a refugee who was stumbling backwards and controlled him on the front line.

"Don't be afraid! This is a group of defeated troops! Losers! We are stronger in numbers!"

White Wolf never expected that he would actually say such harsh words in his life, just like what a gangster would say before a fight.

But there is no way, this is the first thing he came up with to boost the morale of the refugees.

Even so, the refugees still lacked the courage.

When the Nilfgaardian rebels rushed over, the refugees in the front row held shields in front of them, but they retreated and fell as soon as they rushed.

Holding a shield is simple to say, but it also requires skill.

Those who hold a shield to fight must be brave, and their entire center of gravity must be rushed forward and pushed forward!

In this way, you will have enough resistance to maintain your position.

But what about these refugees?

Before the Nilfgaardian army could even rush over, they had already raised their shields to their chests and couldn't help but shrink back.

Let alone a push, even if someone pushes them, they will fall backwards!

As a result, the refugee front was in danger under the impact of a group of rebel soldiers.

The screams of the refugees sounded again after the arrow rain.

Ged, who was next to him, had already drawn the bear Valyrian steel sword from his back and began to rush into the chaotic crowd.

He was emotional.

Geralt realized this immediately.

Because it is too inefficient to find the Nilfgaardians among the chaotic crowd, then fight and kill them!

The most important thing to do now is not this.

At this moment, in the middle of the refugee group, a majestic voice, like a roll call in a palace, sounded.

"Now! Everyone! All refugees, homeless people of Sintra! Charge!"

That was Hackthal's voice.

That voice was impassioned, not at all like his usual smiling face.

Take advantage of the chaos! Rush through the blockade! Rush towards the border!

The crowd moved.

They were on the verge of collapse and fleeing. However, in their irrational retreat, they would most likely flee towards the original path behind them.

Because familiar roads bring a sense of security.

But now Haxo's shouting barely gave them some sense.

Show them a way out.