Chapter 1194: 1176 ‘Meat volume’
Chapter 1194 1176. ‘Amount of meat’
From the moment Lan En lifted his hood, he was equivalent to declaring the power he had.
That is the deterrence of being killed alive on a battlefield like a meat grinder.
Siward knew this very clearly, and expressed his incomparable understanding of the Archduke of Cintra's urgency.
The Ember Knights naturally serve as nodes in Lan En's command system.
Everything happened very smoothly, and they already had a tacit cooperation.
"In order to maintain basic combat effectiveness, I will not confiscate the weapons of the White Rose Knight. Is that okay?"
Lan En said to Lincoln beside him without looking back.
The young scribe smiled at this time and looked at the knights gathered around Siward, but they had already sheathed their swords.
"Let them try, sir." The young secretary said nonchalantly, "It's best to give them a try. I'm still a little curious about their quality."
The witcher shook his head.
The Ember Knights are cautious in doing things, but inadvertently show their pride. I don't know who they learned it from.
"My lord, what is our primary goal?"
Another Ember Knight asked from the side.
Lan En pointed around: "Just evacuate as quickly as possible."
There is actually no room for detailed command now, because the primary purpose is to get this group of people to withdraw from the Pontal Valley.
The Scoia'tael destroyed many carriages and killed many livestock.
This greatly reduces the fleet's carrying capacity and operational efficiency.
This is also the main evidence that Lan En believes that the other party actually wants to delay time.
If the car is destroyed, if you can't part with the things on the car, then the remaining cars will have to be overloaded and move slower.
What Lan En and the Ember Knights could do was actually forcefully order and supervise these people to abandon their baggage, throw away all unnecessary things, and start moving quickly outside.
The Ember Knights began to take over the management of the entire team under the leadership of Lincoln, and Lincoln himself began to pick up the notepad that could be carried on one shoulder like a large satchel and began to become the general secretary.
Triss didn't step forward to Lan En until the Ember Knights began to perform their duties.
"What exactly did you want to understand?"
The sorceress crossed her arms, supporting the weight of her chest.
She didn't connect the tiny clues together in her mind like Lan En did.
In fact, when she was removing the arrow inserted into Buchter's right arm, she found that the Scoia'tael's arrow was the same as the one found at that time, so she went to find Lan En.
So now, although Triss has been standing behind Lan En and showing her support, she is actually not very clear in her mind.
Lan En pursed his lips and kicked the remains of a carriage with a broken axle down into the mountain stream beside the mountain road.
"The thing we are investigating can indeed be seduced, Triss."
Lan En turned to look at the sorceress.
"Have you never thought, 'There is not a single living creature in the area it passes through'? What did it do to those living creatures?"
Lann had beautiful eyes, and Triss always loved looking into them when the two of them were kissing and getting deep into each other.
But now, these eyes were looking at her, but the associations in the words made her feel cold in her bones.
"What do you mean?" Triss said a little stiffly, refusing to believe it. "What do you mean?"
"I mean: those living things, those 'flesh'."
Lann weighed his tone as he spoke the last word.
"For monsters, aren't they usually for food?"
"." Triss blinked, as if she didn't understand this sentence. "For eating?"
She repeated: "For eating? Lan En, do you know how large the range that that thing passed through? How many creatures are there?"
"Since it first appeared, it has passed through one-fifth of the Mahakam Mountains!"
Mahakam is a long mountain range running from north to south. The word "crossing" in Triss's mouth does not mean crossing, but emerging from the middle of the mountain range, until it is now approaching the Pontal Valley.
This distance has indeed approached one-fifth of the length of the Mahakam Mountains!
If all the creatures in this range are eaten.
The pile of meat could block the mountain stream at their feet!
Turned into a **** flesh dam!
This is also the reason why this conjecture has not been raised before.
This amount of meat. In the small countries in the north, many countries do not eat enough meat in a year to reach this level!
What could eat up one-fifth of the life in the Mahakam Mountains in just over a month?
"But this is a highly probable conjecture." Lan En said calmly.
"It can be seen from the initial trajectory of this thing that it is a brainless and crazy creature. After often going in one direction, it will turn around at will." "It eats too much and too much. So it often buries its head in one direction. After eating, I saw more and closer meat in the other direction, so I turned without planning or thinking.”
"The Scoia'tael live and guerrilla in the mountains. The breastplate of the Aedirn officer is probably part of the large pile of flesh and blood they used to lure that thing to turn."
"All the people sent by Aden should have died long ago, but their bodies were just reused."
"And now," Lan En turned around and said towards the mountain road that was still scattered and tattered after cleaning it for a long time, "all they have to do is hold people back and wait for the thing to reach the Pontal Valley."
"That's why we don't need to plan carefully when we attack, and we don't pursue victory with one strike. After all, the purpose is just to delay time."
Triss held her forehead with her slender fingers, and for a moment she felt the impact of having her world view reshaped.
After all, she still spent too little time with Lan En, and she didn't know what kind of monsters and monsters he had faced.
It takes more than a month to eat something equivalent to the amount of flesh and blood of a large river dam. To be honest, this thing is still within the scope of Lan En's imagination.
If it was Tissaya who was next to Lan En at this time, she would accept it quickly.
And after Margarita was re-taught by Tisaya in the field of 'theology' and urged her to review the deeds of ancient wizards, her receptive ability was also getting closer to her teacher.
Triss opened and closed her mouth, but at least she accepted the impact of her worldview after taking a few deep breaths.
She still held her forehead with her fingers: "But if you say so, something that can eat one-fifth of the living creatures in the Mahakam Mountains would reach the Pontal Valley."
The sorceress's expression was grim.
After looking at the problem from this perspective, the dangerous thing now is not the convoy of several hundred people brought out from the Principality of Airland.
In the entire narrow Pontal Valley, even the Haji Fortress, which is the largest military stronghold, cannot fight against this kind of thing alone.
Although it is still unclear how that thing has such a high eating efficiency and how it eats.
But it is undoubtedly beyond the capabilities of mortal soldiers.
"It's pessimistic, but you're right."
Lan En nodded, acknowledging Triss's concerns.
"So asking the people in this convoy to escape quickly is actually just to save fewer people from dying, just like what I told Seeward."
On the other hand, how many people are there in the entire Pontal Valley?
Anyway, it is at least the size of two small cities.
"Wait!" Triss nodded lowly at first, and then looked up at Lan En as if she suddenly noticed something. "What do you want to do?!"
Seeing Triss's expression, Lan En raised his eyebrows and chuckled: "Hey, don't think I'm so impulsive."
After laughing, the witcher became serious again.
"I really wanted to stop that thing before it came over. But until now, I don't know what it is. It was too passive."
Lan En put his hand into the alchemy leather bag on his waist, took out the cone-shaped crystal and handed it to Triss's hand.
"Get them out quickly, Triss."
"I need help after that."
Triss looked at the cone-shaped crystal placed in her hand and nodded.
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Under the supervision of the Ember Knight, although many people in the convoy looked at the baggage and equipment scattered on the ground, some of their eyes gleamed.
After all, as long as these things can be taken out and sold, they will definitely have a good price.
But in the end, everything was ordered to be left behind, and everyone packed lightly and evacuated outside the Pontal Valley without any delay.
"We've only been walking for half a day and are retreating because we were raided by the Scoia'tael?"
Although the special arrowhead of the Scoia'tael was inserted into the right arm, and Triss pulled out a few muscle fibers when she pulled it out, Buchter was frowning because of his decision to retreat.
This bull-like man had no choice but to lie on the cart and talk forward.
"Come on, Buchter." Yarpan said without looking back while controlling the reins carefully. "This Scoia'tael raid is different from their previous tactics. There must be something wrong. Didn't I tell you?"
As he spoke, the dwarf scratched his beard and showed a big smile to the Ember Knight riding beside him.
"Team Supervisor, don't worry about it. He's just not smart. Just complain."
Before setting off, the Ember Knights took over command from Siward and the Knights of the White Rose in full view of the public, although this group of people did not yet understand what was happening.
But they have very keenly understood who to listen to now.
Among them, there are many knowledgeable people who have already made associations through Lincoln's re-hanging of the gun flag.
"I don't care."
The Ember Knight, no longer covering up, looked at them calmly.
"As long as you don't slow down, I don't care what you say."
The Ember Riders displayed control on horseback befitting their current reputation. The team of hundreds of people was temporarily taken over by ten of them, but now there was no trouble that affected the speed.