Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 575: 576 Refugee Group

Chapter 575: 576 Refugee Group

Chapter 575 576. Refugee Group

This is a fairly hidden terrain, with hundreds of refugees scattered in the woods.

The cold weather and the humidity in the woods tortured them terribly, but still no one made a sound.

Quiet and forbearing, like a pile of corpses.

Only small fires were lit in a few places. These small fires were surrounded by young children, the wounded, and the elderly, trying not to let any light and heat leak out.

The refugees have sallow faces and thin muscles, and the bones on their faces stand out due to lack of nutrition.

Although his body was visibly dirty, including blood, black stains, and sweat stains, at least it wasnt too smelly because of the weather.

With the sound of the hoofbeats of more than twenty horses, a wave of waves immediately arose in the camp.

It was only some people in the crowd who were wearing armor and carrying swords who stood up to appease them that prevented wider chaos from being caused.

In Lan En's senses, there are now five or six stone crossbows aimed at them.

A small group of people holding swords, shields, halberds, and weapons of various colors sprang out from in front of Geralt's horse, looking menacing.

But when they saw the witcher's iconic eyes that shone in the dark, this menacing hostility quickly dissipated.

Lord Demon Hunter!

They called each other affectionately, and Lann looked a little uncomfortable with Geralt.

Ahem, I told you, dont call me that. Im not an adult.

Presumably he was rarely treated like this by people in his previous life.

After all, it would be nice if a witcher could walk on the street without being poked in the spine.

Geralt and Gerd jumped off their horses, while Lann helped Ciri down. Dandelion was the most traditional person.

This small group of people will light torches and approach, only to discover Lan En's presence.

The height and body shape of the young people made them almost scream, but then their flawless and handsome faces made their throats relax.

No giant or monster would have such a face.

These people think so.

He is a friend from my school. I met him on the road and helped him, so I roped him into my group.

Gede stepped forward without leaving a trace, held down Lan En's arm, and introduced him first.

You just call him Bordon, Bordon will do.

Ah, can the Bear School grow so tall? You are so awesome! If my son is still alive, I will definitely.

One of the halberdiers said in admiration.

Immediately, Geralt put several reins into his hands.

We have brought back many horses, lets kill them and eat their meat.

Geralt ordered in a deep voice. These soldiers who respected the witcher didn't say anything. They took the reins and led the horses away.

While walking, he also made a few strange bird calls, which was meant to inform him that "there is nothing unusual".

This also means that they have officially returned to the refugee group.

Lan En frowned as he looked at these refugees in the woods in the middle of winter, with no fire at all at night and relying solely on ragged clothes and stiff bodies.

If this continues, at least twenty people will freeze to death tomorrow morning!

More than twenty people die here every day, but more are added the next day.

Gede whispered beside Lan En. Next to a tree root they passed by, a woman tilted from her original sitting posture and made a stiff "Plop" sound. The surrounding refugees were already numb. They didn't make any trouble, they just took off the woman's clothes neatly.

The only comforting thing is: they didn't plan to do anything to the woman's body.

Gede continued.

"You cannot light a large number of fires. The fire will attract the Nilfgaardians. You can only give priority to the wounded, old people, and children in the middle. This is why I don't want to formally introduce you to them, buddy."

I dont have as much experience as Geralt. If I didnt have this set of Advanced Bear School armor you gave me, I wouldnt even be qualified to fight thirty swordsmen with him.

"I don't have Dandelion's insight, and I can see the faces of many great nobles and even kings at their banquets. Therefore, I can't tell what kind of person Haxor is in their mouths."

So I can only prepare for the worst

Gede, this enthusiastic, heroic and emotional bear school.

He looked up at Lan En's eyes seriously, and patted Lan En's arm with his palm.

You remember, right? The name of [Lord Hunter] is also a well-known hero in Sintra. Dont let people with ulterior motives take advantage of this name.

"I know you are a well-meaning person, man. But you also have to face the reality. Even Hacksall is a good person, but few people in this refugee group can escape from Cintra alive."

Dont let people use your name to give these people hope, and then let them die in false hope.

Ged looked at Lan En seriously.

He knew Lan En, and he knew Lan En would suffer from that situation.

The Grand Army is the greatest violence in the world. Monsters, magic, and even the well-prepared wizards are just ants in front of the Grand Army. There is nothing you can do.

"The person who is being roasted on the fire is Haxo. We all know him and he is an acquaintance. But if he wants to use your or Ciri's name to replace himself, let you both be roasted on the fire. Yes, then Geralt and I definitely disagree."

"If I have to make a choice and let one of you stand up and be a target, I will definitely choose him. Although I am sorry, he is just an acquaintance of mine, nothing more. Do you understand, Lan En? "

In and out of words, Gede was urging Lan En not to take too much care, not to give hope to these refugees in his own name, not to let himself bear the heavy trust of these people.

He wanted to protect his friend, who was now built like a giant and moved like a swift wind.

But some injuries have nothing to do with physical fitness.

Especially for kind people.

Lann also knew these things, so he bumped Gede's shoulder affectionately with his elbow and said.

Thank you for your concern, good man. I know whats going on.

I know **** well what you are doing!

Gede was stunned for a moment, and then slapped himself in the face, looking very depressed.

He should have thought that if persuasion alone could change a person's outlook, then the most intuitively threatening force in the world should not be the sword, but the tongue.

whatever.

Ged pushed Lan En away angrily and thought to himself.

When he really sees a large army of Nilfgaardians instead of a small group of scouts, he will probably understand, right?

Sooner or later there will be such a day, as long as they are still approaching the border of Sintra, they will definitely see that scene.

But Gede also had an unclear feeling in his heart: He didn't know whether he expected Lan En to change because he witnessed the extreme violence, or whether he didn't expect it?

Geralt led Ciri in front, Dandelion walked in the middle, and Lann and Ged walked in the end.

At this moment, there was a noise from the direction where the horses had just been taken away.

These horses are fine Nilfgaardian war horses, not for eating! They should be equipped for cavalry units!

A young male voice spoke without any doubt.

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