Lan En felt that the few people who survived in the magic shield looked familiar. Unfortunately, there were so many characters in the original novel that he couldn't recognize them all.

But the fact that they look familiar means that at least some of these people can achieve something in the future, which also proves that Lann did not choose the wrong people in this raid.

The bright portal behind him blew the griffin's cloak fiercely. Lan drew his sword and did not give the warlock a chance to say more.

How could the pampered court sorcerer have ever faced an enemy so closely? He was so frightened that his legs went limp the moment Lann appeared.

With a "puff", blood splattered.

It takes decades or even hundreds of years for a mature warlock to learn the basics, but it only takes a moment to kill them.

Lann flipped his left hand and silently took out a magic-blocking gold bomb from the [Inventory], pulled out the pin, and threw it into the portal behind him.

With the sound of dark green metal fragments exploding, the portal turned into fluorescent dots and disappeared.

"Let me guess." Lann looked at the remaining Nilfgaardian warlocks in front of him. Compared with the warlock he had just killed, their attire was much simpler, but they maintained a basic uniform and were neat, with no decorations on their bodies.

"You all don't know how to use the portal, right?"

Abelich's body was still lying on the ground, and Lane's armor was still stained with his blood.

A low-level warlock suddenly collapsed and let out a terrifying scream. Then the protective shield surrounding everyone trembled and shattered. They could no longer maintain the chaotic energy required by the shield.

The cold wind rushed in, and the bodies of these Nilfgaard survivors could not stop shaking.

"Blow the horn!" Duke Darcy shouted hysterically, "Call back the entire black infantry regiment. Lannister must be killed here!"

The duke wearing the blue fox emblem retreated frantically, desperately grabbing the senior officers around him: "Stop him, delay time, stop him!"

Unlike the terrified Duke Darcy, other senior officers of Nilfgaard had earned their ranks by fighting on the battlefield.

Even though the lion before them was incredibly majestic and possessed incomprehensible power, these officers still drew their swords and charged towards him without hesitation.

"The sun is above!"

This spirit is worthy of admiration, so Lan drew his sword and rushed into their midst.

Duke Darcy only felt a burst of blood splashing in front of him, followed by the dull "thump" sound of heavy armor falling to the ground one after another. After killing all the officers, the golden sword light flashed in front of him in an instant.

Duke Darcy closed his eyes subconsciously, but he did not feel any pain, only a strong breeze on his face.

Then, there was a series of blood splashing and falling sounds behind him. The Cintra Lion's control over the sword was indeed shocking. He was able to dodge around him and kill all the remaining warlocks of the Eastern Army Group first.

Turning his head, Duke Darcy saw that Lan had put away his sword and stood up, and began to wipe the blood off his sword leisurely. The warlock troops lay around him like tattered sacks, like straw that had been cut.

The five huge golems were originally carrying earth-shattering might and wanted to attack Lann, but now they seemed to be dormant and stayed where they were. The lava under their blood vessels became dim, and they turned into sculptures and stopped moving.

Lann glanced at the golems and said calmly, "That's great... I was just worried that I hadn't brought back any gifts for Uncle Mossak after being out for so long."

The lion of Cintra showed a satisfied look, as if he was looking at his collection: "He will definitely like these golems."

…

At this point, the commander-in-chief of Nilfgaard's Eastern Army Group has calmed down.

He took a deep breath and his voice became calm:

"Lannister, you did shock us... but it's useless. Even if you kill all the senior officers including me, the army group will not stop running. Did you find Demave and Mevie's troops? They will still be defeated."

Lann shook the Sword of the Lady of the Lake to make sure that the filth on it had been completely cleaned. A horn sounded in his ears, and the sound came from the city of Livia. It seemed that Mi Wei's guards had regained control of the situation in the city and began to organize a counterattack.

This voice made Duke Darcy's voice tremble even more.

"You didn't kill me, Lannister. I think you agree that I am more valuable alive than a corpse." Duke Darcy is a man of strategy. What he worries most is encountering an unreasonable and reckless man. If he can talk to him, there is still a chance.

His mind had never worked so fast before. The life-and-death crisis had unleashed all his potential: "As long as you..."

Lann interrupted him coldly.

"Don't be anxious, Duke Darcy. Now is not the time to talk." Lann silently raised his left hand and made a seal. "We will have plenty of time to talk later."

[Axis Seal: Charm]

"And now, I need you to be quiet for a while. After all, it's not a good thing for someone like you to have too many opportunities to talk."

Immediately, white ether magic elements invaded Duke Darcy's brain, and his originally elegant and gloomy face immediately became dull.

Lan nodded with satisfaction. This was definitely a valuable prisoner. Through him, he could learn about the military strength of several other armies in Nilfgaard, and perhaps even get some unexpected gains.

After dealing with Duke Darcy, Lane's gaze shifted to the other side. Besides him and Duke Darcy, there was only one other person still alive.

Duke Darcy's deputy, a Nilfgaardian wearing black armor and a winged helmet, holding a military horn, was trembling at this moment.

He clearly did not have the courage of the senior officers that Lann had slaughtered.

"What are you waiting for?" Lan said coldly.

"Ah...ah?" The deputy was stunned.

"Your commander asked you to blow the bugle and call back the [Black Infantry Regiment]. You have received the order. What are you waiting for?"

Duke Darcy's deputy was completely stunned. Under Lan's intimidating gaze, he trembled and put the horn to his lips. He tried to test Lan's expression and found that the lion not only did not suddenly change his face and intend to kill him, but his face began to show impatience.

So he finally mustered up the courage -

“Woo-woo, woo-woo-woo-”

A rhythmic horn sounded over the battlefield, and immediately a horn with a similar rhythm sounded not far away.

Then, Lann saw the flag closest to the central army pause for a moment, and then turned back immediately.

Lan nodded in satisfaction, and the murderous aura on his body gradually subsided. The bugler put down the bugle nervously, not knowing what was waiting for him next.

"continue."

"Ah...ah?" The trumpeter was confused again.

"Go on," Lane stressed. "Talk to every division, every regiment, every battalion. Blow every bugle call you know."

The bugler finally realized what Lan was going to do. His face turned pale and he was reluctant to take action.

And Lann finally realized that he was wasting time, so he simply cast another [Axis Seal: Charm], putting the trumpeter into a deep hypnosis.

Then, an exciting, loud and rhythmic horn sounded behind Lann, and the originally orderly Nilfgaardian camp became visibly chaotic.

Lann estimated the remaining magic power in his body and found that in just a short while, he had restored his magic power to full thanks to the combined effects of his own magical talent and the potion.

If there is any consumption, it is only the mind...

Lann held up his chin. Actually, he hadn't. He had just killed so many people and gained so much. He was so excited.

Then let’s fight for a while longer and stabilize the situation completely.

With this thought, Lann made up his mind, and a bright emerald light flashed on his body. Then, with a flash of golden light, he appeared on the wall of Livia.

At this moment, a proper military formation had been organized on the city wall. As soon as Lann showed up with [Flash], he aroused everyone's vigilance. Several Rivia knights almost rushed forward recklessly.

"Stop, everyone stop! This is the Lord Lannister of Cintra!"

The voice was very young, not from any of the Livian guards that Lann had brought with him. He looked in the direction of the voice and saw two blond teenagers.

They both looked no more than thirteen or fourteen years old, and they looked similar, and also somewhat similar to Queen Miwei. The older one was dressed in formal aristocratic clothing, while the younger one was fully armored, dressed like a knight.

At this moment, they all looked at him with surprise, especially the young man dressed as a knight, there were almost stars in his eyes.

Lan tilted his head, and recalled that these two people were the two sons of Queen Miwei. The eldest son was called Wilder, the prince dressed in standard aristocratic clothes; the second son was called Ansais, the one wearing armor.

Lann put the Sword of the Lady of the Lake back into the scabbard with his backhand. He could see that the two princes - and even all the Rivia knights around them - were following the trajectory of the golden rune sword until the light disappeared into the scabbard.

"Your Highnesses." Lann nodded slightly without saluting. As a duke, he and Queen Miwei could now have an equal dialogue. It was enough to maintain the most basic courtesy to the two princes, otherwise it would be a loss of face for Cintra.

"I think Queen Miwei's guards have explained the situation to you. Your mother is in that direction now." Lan pointed to the distance. The eagle flag had not yet appeared in sight. Queen Miwei was still far away from here. "We need to work together to repel the Nilfgaardians."

"If possible, please gather the remaining cavalry in the city. I can lead the team to charge out and attack from both sides with Queen Mi Wei, and together..."

"Of course, of course!" Before Lann could finish his words, the armor plates on the Second Prince Anses began to collide with each other excitedly.

"Lord Lannister, we have all heard your songs and poems. We are relieved to leave the team to you. And if possible, I hope I can also join this team..."

The eldest prince Wilder suddenly pulled his brother back. He coughed lightly and said, "Lord Lannister, please forgive my brother for his impoliteness. I... uh, my brother, has admired the Duke for a long time, so he couldn't suppress his emotions when they first met. Please forgive me."

He tried his best to adjust his words and said, "We fully trust the friendship of Cintra. The support team is brought by the Duke, and you are most familiar with the current battlefield situation. I believe that the knights of Rivia will be very willing to follow you to join my mother."

Speaking clearly, politely, and taking the overall situation into consideration, Lan looked at the eldest prince Wilder and nodded.

If Lann remembered correctly, Prince Wilder was actually a "sleeping wise king" just like Svanregi, the son of Bran in Skellige.

Although Queen Miwei always thought her son was a fool, it was actually because the queen was too strong. In the original history, after Rivia fell and Queen Miwei fled abroad, Wilm, who was left alone in the country, would initially surrender to Nilfgaard for the safety of the civilians of Rivia and became a puppet for a time.

But he soon discovered the lies of the Nilfgaardians, and then he made a secret move. While fighting against Nilfgaard, he contacted his mother underground, hoping that the Rivians would welcome the queen back and drive out Nilfgaard together.

Lann thought that the reason why Miwei thought Wilm was not qualified to be king was because the eldest prince focused all his skills on domestic affairs. When Queen Miwei went to the North for a meeting, she asked the eldest prince to lead the troops to suppress bandits, but the result was a mess; but after the fall of Rivia, Wilm made a series of drastic reforms in the country, and these new policies were affirmed by Miwei, even after the queen returned to Rivia, she retained these policies.

Although the eldest prince is not good at military affairs, he is not lacking in courage. The previous life game has multiple endings about Wilm. If Miwei forgives Wilm, then the above new policy will be retained, and the mother and son will get to know each other again, and everyone will be happy. If Miwei does not forgive Wilm's betrayal of surrendering to Nilfgaard, he will turn around and fight against Nilfgaard after Miwei returns, and he will be shot by several arrows and die in his mother's arms.

Compared with Svanregi's record of leading the islands to repel Nilfgaard, it may be a lot worse. But as I said, among the excellent king matching mechanism in the North, Wilm cares about the people, is proficient in internal affairs, and listens to advice. He is a rare wise king.

Lann's face couldn't help but smile as he changed his mind. He nodded to the two princes, then turned around and gave instructions to the Rivia knights he had brought back.

"You guys should form a team first and wait for me to come back at the city gate, and then we will attack together."

Knight Rivia was stunned: "Lord Lannister, where are you going?"

Lan looked back at the Nilfgaardian army formation, at the large flags in the middle of each division and regiment.

"I'm going to go kill a few more commanders and try to save some energy for your queen."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned into light and disappeared again in the awe-inspiring eyes of everyone.