Since returning from Novigrad, only Kolgrim from the Snake School Demon Hunter stayed with Lann, while Letho, the leader of the school, and Ox and Serrit stayed in Cintra.

The Demon Hunter Order will be rebuilt in Cintra, and the Snake School is the first Demon Hunter school to join Lann's camp. It would be foolish for Letho not to use this advantage to revitalize the Snake School to the greatest extent.

You know, in history, Letho was the most proactive demon hunter in seeking the revival of his school. He even accepted the Emperor Emhyr's employment and assassinated King Demaev III of Aedirn and King Foltestai of Temeria.

At this moment, Reso looked at Cintra, which was in need of reconstruction, and at a group of Cintra citizens who had an innate liking for demon hunters because of Lann's existence. He realized that this might be the best opportunity for the demon hunter group to turn things around since its birth.

As the leader of the Snake School, he wants to participate in the process of national rejuvenation.

Anyway, it wasn't the first time that the snake school demon hunter changed his job. After calculating his own strength and specialties, Letho decisively reported the idea of ​​forming a guerrilla team to Mossak and Visekid, and received strong support.

At the beginning, the guerrillas were very small. Reso himself served as the commander, and Oaks and Serrit served as squad leaders. Each demon hunter only led a team of about a hundred people. Later, after the Wolf School joined in, the total number of guerrillas gradually expanded to a thousand.

Normally, the guerrillas would be divided into various teams to fight, mainly attacking the food transport teams of Nilfgaard's logistics, or intercepting patrols and reconnaissance teams; when they found a lone squad of 100 people or a small company, the various guerrilla teams could also gather together to organize a battle.

It was very strange that the army stationed in Cintra did not have the sharpness of Nilfgaard in the past when it conquered the south and marched to the north. Letho and his men fought very smoothly.

Especially after the Skellige fleet arrived and opened up the waterway, Reso and others became more maneuverable.

After a period of time, Nilfgaard no longer had any small troops stationed outside. Instead, they were gathered in several large towns and fortresses in the form of battalions and divisions.

As a result, Reso came into a stalemate with them.

Until now, Lann has returned, bringing back a new force and issuing an order for an all-out war.

Kolgrim and Geralt also joined the guerrillas, and Kovir's mercenaries also replenished the manpower to a large extent, which allowed Letho to let go.

Reso and his men were now in Hauchebz, located in the north of central Cintra, which was the granary of the Nilfgaardian army. However, with Cintra's counterattack, this granary was too close to the front line, and coupled with occasional harassment, they were planning a strategic shift recently.

In order to prevent the grain transport team from being attacked, Duke Witte sent a troop to the front line, temporarily tying down the forces of Cintra and Skellige. At the same time, he sent out reconnaissance troops regardless of losses to prevent infiltration by the enemy.

Finally, the Western Army Group sent another 5,000 people to join Hauchebzi to supplement the guard force of the grain team, which was considered foolproof.

Under such circumstances, the only ones who could infiltrate this area were the guerrillas.

Even though the guerrillas were led by witchers, and even Yennefer left her small town manor to help for Geralt's sake, it was still difficult for the guerrillas to deal with enemies that were several times their number.

Therefore, they need to use more clever methods to achieve their combat goals.

Fortunately, the Western Army Group seemed to have no help from the warlock troops, otherwise Reso and his men would have to continue to stay in the jungle.

…

Geralt went over the battle plan in his mind again, and suddenly he became curious: "What kind of poison did Kolgrim give to the Nilfgaardians? He poisoned the water upstream, and Lann required that the ecology of Cintra not be destroyed. In order to poison as many Nilfgaardians as possible, he used a slow-acting poison that took so many days."

"And how did you judge the severity of the poisoning from their faces just now? Did the accumulated drug effects really burst out all at once tonight?"

Lei Suo lowered his head and organized his words: "The Snake Sect has been researching alchemical poisons for hundreds of years, and they can always find something that can be used in the corresponding occasions. However, it is only with Lann's financial support. This amount of medicine for nearly 10,000 people... Even if the Snake Sect in its heyday was emptied, it would not be able to provide it."

"And strictly speaking, this is not a poison. It's just a special herb that can temporarily make a person lose their fighting power. Strong poisons are generally very volatile, and it's difficult to kill so many enemies at once."

"Herbalism is very complicated... If you want to learn it, we can discuss it later. After all, we will be in the same cult in the future."

After answering Geralt's question, Letho turned to Yennefer.

"Can you use magic to change the weather tonight? I want it to be darker, so it will be easier to raid."

The female sorceress was not as easy to talk to as the white wolf. She rolled her eyes at the snake hunter and said, "I'm a sorcerer, not a druid."

Reso felt disappointed and looked up at the setting sun and the dark clouds in the sky.

"Never mind...it's enough."

"White Wolf, go back and take your team with you, and get in touch with Lambert. After tonight, the battle situation in Cintra will be rewritten because of us."

…

Hauchebz, Nilfgaardian military camp.

Major Mopka compiled the battalion's statistics in the quartermaster's report.

After a long time, he let out a sigh of relief.

"You've done well. Keep up your guard tonight, and don't let down your guard until we reach Fort Otaga."

Major Mopka was the commander of the reinforcements sent by Duke Witte. After his arrival, he immediately took over the command of the logistics troops.

Even though he knew that Duke Witte had made a great adjustment in tactics on the front line in order to protect the logistics team, which attracted most of the enemy's attention, he still did not dare to relax.

A battle that was widely known in Cintra took place in Hauchebzi, one of the famous battles of Queen Calanthe. More than 3,000 soldiers were buried here, which was a large number for Cintra at that time.

For the people of Sintra, this is a place that represents "victory" and even has a bit of a religious flavor.

If it were a year ago, Major Mopka would have simply sneered at this, but after being stationed in Sintra for more than a year and continuously feeling the changes in both Sintra and the Western Army Group, Major Mopka felt that he needed to be careful everywhere in Hauchebzi.

"The sun is above."

Major Mopka thought to himself.

However, the sun had already set, and it was not easy for the baggage train to travel at night, so they could only light the torches again.

It was as if he mistook the bright light of the flame for the sun, and Duke Witte stared at the fire in a daze for a long time.

Suddenly, he felt that the flames seemed to form a vortex, constantly attracting and devouring his nerves. The high temperature burned his brain through the air, making every nerve weak, just like drinking wine at a banquet all night, and the whole person began to become dazed.

"wrong!"

Major Mopka was suddenly awakened by the superb tactical skills. He looked at the guards around him. Obviously, these people had rested during the day for shift change, but at this moment, their steps were unsteady, as if they had not slept for three days while guarding the city.

This is a situation that has never occurred in the past few days, but tonight, just like me, they all experienced the same situation!

"Everyone alert!"

Without much thought, Major Mopka opened his throat and shouted reflexively.

However, at the same moment, a shrill voice came from the edge of the camp accompanied by the sound of a horn.

"—Enemy—attack!"

…

At the edge of the camp, where it borders the forest, a pair of amber eyes suddenly lit up in the darkness, as if a predator that had been lying in ambush for a long time had finally waited for its opportunity.

Another group of shadows gathered from behind the amber eyes, and they left the forest in an instant.

At this moment, the sentries on the edge of Nilfgaard were all shaky, and they couldn't even see who the people were who came in the darkness, or whether there were any people at all.

“Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh—”

It was not until the first wave of arrows rained down on them that the severe pain barely brought the black-clad soldiers back to consciousness. They pulled the bowstrings with their almost limp arms and fired back, shouting to warn the central camp.

"It's the Cintra Guerrillas!"

Then their voices were forced back into their throats by the arrows.

Immediately afterwards, the vertical pupil that had almost become the nightmare of the Western Army drew an amber trail in the air and quickly approached them.

[Quen's Seal]

He first applied a layer of magic defense on himself, and then rushed into the enemy's field of vision.

Arrows flew towards him from deep within the Nilfgaard camp, weak and powerless, and even after he rushed into the enemy camp, he did not suffer any significant attack.

"The sun is above!"

Seeing Lambert approaching, the black-clad soldiers immediately approached him with spears. Obviously, the longer the weapon, the stronger it is, but these soldiers were running crookedly at the moment, and Lambert easily blocked the enemy's attack with his wolf-headed steel sword, and rushed to the enemy in a few steps.

"It's night now, your sun can't shine on you."

Lambert grinned: "But I can."

He raised his hand, a brilliant white light shone, and the ether element penetrated into the other person's brain without reservation.

[Axis Seal: Puppet Master]

The sigil strengthened by the Elemental Ring of Kaer Morhen restored some of the strength of the originally crooked Nilfgaardians. Then, under the effect of hypnosis, they turned around and rushed into their own camp waving their spears, causing the Nilfgaardians to panic and several of them were killed by their comrades in a panic.

Although the Nilfgaardians reacted quickly and killed the poor hypnotized soldiers, all the attention around the outpost had been attracted by Lambert and his hypnotized soldiers.

The hundreds of guerrillas led by Lambert took this opportunity to successfully break through the defense line. Instead of swinging their swords to kill or continuing to rush inward, they took out alchemical bombs and threw them around.

Suddenly, there were continuous "boom" explosions. Flames continued to explode in the darkness, and then a large number of tents were set on fire.

Of course, there were screams. In terms of mass destruction, this was much more effective than any sword.

"Cool!" Seeing so many alchemical bombs exploding at the same time, the demon hunter, who had always lived a tight life, inexplicably felt a sense of pleasure.

If they wanted to achieve victory with these one hundred men and didn't want to sacrifice human lives, they could only spend money. Fortunately, the wealth that Lann had inherited from Master Mirror was quite substantial.

"I suddenly understand the snake faction and the cat faction a little bit." Lambert couldn't help muttering to himself, "This is indeed much more interesting than hunting demons..."

Although this attack was massive, the total casualties were only in the hundreds, or perhaps even less, which was a drop in the bucket for a camp of tens of thousands of people.

Fortunately, Lambert did not come with the intention of killing, and his mission has been accomplished.

Feeling that a steady stream of Nilfgaardians were being attracted by his movements nearby, and that the central army's camp had also become aware of their presence, Lambert decisively gathered the guerrillas.

"withdraw!"

They hit and ran away! They didn't give the Nilfgaardians any chance to react!

…

"How many enemies are there and from which direction are they coming?"

At the critical moment, Major Mopka was also a ruthless man. He knew that if he failed to protect the logistics troops, he would definitely die, even if he escaped back to Nilfgaard.

He sheathed the dagger, blood gushing down his arm, forcing him to gain strength.

At the same time, Mopka was shouting, "Where's the quartermaster? Ask him to bring out the herbs for detoxification and refreshing! No matter what kind, send them out first!"

The loud roar even caused Mopka to suffer from a brief lack of oxygen, and he almost fell to the ground due to dizziness.

Fortunately, a messenger came over and reported to him:

"Major, the enemy is the guerrillas from Cintra, they are everywhere..."

"What do you mean by everywhere? In which directions? Are we surrounded? There are only a few guerrillas, how could they surround us?!"

The messenger was scolded and quickly reorganized his words:

"Guerrillas are attacking our camp from the east, south, and northwest at the same time, but their numbers are small, only a few hundred... no, maybe only a hundred. They can't break in at all."

Mopka hit his head hard twice and sneered: "The guerrillas are courting death by attacking our camp. Blow the horn and give orders, gather everyone in the camp who can still move to organize a counterattack, and capture as many guerrillas as possible to interrogate..."

"Wait!" Major Mopka suddenly rejected his idea before he could finish his words. Several pieces of information pieced together in his brain: an inexplicable poison, a guerrilla force of a hundred people dared to attack a camp of ten thousand people, and they all ran away as soon as they were touched.

How many people can be killed for this? Even though the people of Cintra have strong personalities, they are definitely not crazy.

"Blow the horn and tell everyone to prepare for battle. Don't act rashly! The Cintra people must have received support from somewhere unknown. These guerrillas of a hundred people just want to cause chaos in us. Strengthen the defenses around the food and fodder areas. They will definitely launch a general attack soon..."

With a "boom", an explosion far more violent than the previous guerrilla attack was heard.

This move was definitely enough to tear a hole in the position, but Major Mopka was not surprised but delighted: "They are launching a general attack now. Are you so impatient?"

"Blow the horn to have the people on the outermost part retreat and draw the Cintrians over. Send all the people who can move from the other sides forward and take down all the support from the Cintrians!"

"yes!"

…

At the place where a movement involving a thousand people had just broken out, Geralt summoned his own guerrilla team of only a hundred people.

Sensing the movements of the Nilfgaardians around him, Geralt was a little confused about what the enemy commander was thinking. But his mission to attract the enemy's main force and create opportunities for his teammates should have been accomplished.

"Throw away all the bombs in your hands and retreat!"

Geralt has become very accustomed to this bomb tactic.

After giving the order to the guerrilla's deputy, Geralt turned and walked towards Yennefer.

Behind him, the sorceress raised her hands high, and the violent chaotic energy made the wolf head emblem on Geralt's chest beat continuously.