Lanmister’s underground gang and salamander gang encountered in the swamp.

In a fierce battle, the scouts did not get too close to the battlefield. There were battles everywhere in the swamp, and the Salamander Gang’s camp was attacked, but they were prepared. Lanmister’s thugs are well-equipped and ferocious, but they encounter the same Salamander Gang. This battle will not end for a while. Zelin believes that if Yaiwen's previous intelligence is correct, it is only a matter of time before the Lanmister gang is defeated.

"It's a mess, Demon Hunter." Kalkstein's voice trembled. "I must admit that this is not the same as I imagined. The enemy I envisioned is a warlock, not an army led by a warlock."

"Don't be nervous, Kalkstein, we have too." Zelin stretched out two fingers. "And there are still two."

"Do you call the Lanmister gangster an army?"

"You can't ignore the role of cannon fodder on the battlefield."

"Do you have any plans?"

"Lamister has already started the attack, and if I remember correctly, we can go straight north from here and go around to the back of the tower." Zelin made a roundabout gesture. "Then we will appear in front of Javid by surprise."

"And Geralt."

"Yes, and Geralt."

The first thousand five hundred and seventy-one chapters make chaos anyway

The forces of the Squirrel Party are regrouping.

They were raided by the Salamander Gang. No one could have imagined that this gang, which was only in the countryside half a year ago, could suddenly assemble so many manpower, and they were all equipped with armor and sophisticated weapons. The Squirrel Party was caught off guard and caused many wounded. However, there are still at least fifty warriors under Yaiwen who can use weapons. Zelin believes that the leader of the squirrel party to the druid tribe is definitely not as simple as thinking about life. He must have sought treatment from the druid. Potion, some squirrel party arm injuries still have traces of blue-gray potion, which is a potion unique to Druids.

Lanmister's thugs were also in chaos.

They rushed up and were hit head-on.

At least thirty people fell in the first wave of attacks. Lanmister went too far forward and was shot in the thigh with an arrow. He supported the trees and vines around him to keep standing. Marvin was motionless. Lying in the swamp, the pool was dyed crimson, and the sword and helmet did not know where they fell. Dirk’s iron plate breastplate had some effect. He leaned on his side and crawled slowly towards the rock, like a huge, iron crab, but the two arrows still caught up with him, and he looked like Shaking like an electric shock, he stretched his hand forward, but could no longer grasp the rock in front of him.

"Go ahead, you bitches! Don't run away! Don't run away!"

Lanmister waved his arm and urged forward, but with little success. The mobs were frightened in front of the well-equipped salamander soldiers. They could not think that a group of them had just started to **** the anesthetic powder business with them a few weeks ago, and they were still struggling to survive in a village on the outskirts of Vizima two months ago. The Salamander Gang actually possesses so many weapons and equipment that, compared with them, the best-equipped people in the Lanmister Gang are no more than beggars on the side of the road.

"Look, Geralt, it's chaos."

The fake Javid pushed the lens on the bridge of his nose.

"I saw them attacking each other." Geralt said calmly. "And you said Lanmister and the Salamander Gang are in the same group."

"Oh, Geralt, there is no black and white truth in this world. Some persuasion, release false information, buy out the enemy, create chaos, don't you think that I will charge you more than four hundred Oren's rewards, Just to put them in the safe?"

"I thought you took it to buy anesthetic powder."

"No, of course not, Geralt, you can see the scene in front of you, thanks to these hundreds of Oren. A group of mobs, only need to sow the seeds of doubt among them, when the contradictions accumulate, in the right place Release the cold arrow at the time, and they can start killing each other." Fake Redmond's fingers lightly tapped the golden snake head on the hilt of the sword on his waist. "And they can buy time for us, I don't know how long this chaos will hold them back, but, Geralt, why has the gate of this tower not opened? Did something go wrong?"

"I don't know. It stands to reason that I activated all the Kabbalah runestones." The white wolf shook his head. "Maybe the stone you gave me was bought in the market by ten Oren?"

"This is not the time to make a joke, Geralt, we must be as fast as possible, otherwise Kalkstein might have brought others over."

"I must say, I kept you waiting, Redmond."

On the **** on the side of the tower, Zelin walked up step by step, and Kalkstein and Zoltan followed him. "Or, should I call you Javid?"

In the bushes and swamps near the tower, there was shaking from time to time. The squirrel party assassins stabbed daggers into the chest of the Salamander Gang, dragging their convulsing bodies into the mire.

"Zelin? What's going on? I saw you and Lanmister's people coming together." Geralt looked at the nearby bushes. "And the Squirrel Party."

"Yes, because Lanmister is here to attack the Salamander Gang camp. The Salamander Gang wants to occupy this woodland, so they have a conflict with the Squirrel Party. Don't stand there, be careful, Detective Redmond. Already dead, I found his body in Vizima’s cemetery, Shani can prove it. The Redmond next to you is Javid pretending to be. Look at your badge, only the sorcerer who casts spells. When standing together, he will vibrate like this."

"What?"

"A lie," said the fake Redmond. "Think about it, Geralt. Don't you think all of this is too coincidental? This demon hunter, he went to Kyle Morhan, and the salamanders helped attack your castle and took away the recipe. , And then he came to Vizima, and the Salamander Gang began to capture the city and became more active than ever. What will happen next? For a group of outsiders, you don’t think the Salamander Gang attacking Kyle Morhan Do you know too much about the layout of the castle? Only those who know Kyle Morhan can **** your formula at the first time. Now, he is standing with Kalkstein and Lanmister, A gang leader who provides human assistance to the Salamander Gang, and an alchemist who provides poison to the Salamander Gang."

"I know who has corrupted my reputation, Javid, you will pay for it!" Kalkstein said angrily. "Everyone in the world will know your evil deeds!"

"There is only one truth, that is, everything is planned. Don't believe them, Geralt, we must obtain the books in the tower, and then take advantage of the fact that they can't regroup the gang who are fighting. Leave. There is a portal in the tower here, which can take us to other places." The fake Redmond didn't care about Kalkstein's threat and turned to Geralt. "I don't know why the tower hasn't opened yet, but I can find a way to crack it. The magical power revealed by the Kabbalah Magic Circle is enough. Now, help me stop them for a while."

"Well, I don't think I will be fooled." Jello nodded.

Suddenly, the white wolf stretched his hand forward, clenched his fist, then turned around abruptly, with the help of the strength of his waist, punched Redmond in the face with a punch.

"What...!"

Redmond was hit hard in the face, and he flew upside down, fell to the ground and slid down the ground, hitting the wooden door of the tower behind him before stopping.

"I told you that Kyle Morhan was attacked by the Salamander Gang. What you said was really deceptive, but you forgot one thing." Geralt drew out the sword behind his back and looked at the man who fell on the ground. Redmond. "But I never told you that Zelin had been to Kyle Morhan. And, compared to you, I prefer to trust those who fought with me!"

Chapter 1572: Battle of the Salamanders

"Well..."

The fake Redmond clutched his side and stood up slowly. The flame gradually covered the body, the badge of the demon hunter vibrated violently, and the surface quickly disappeared under the firelight, revealing the dark and strong appearance of Javid. "I think you will relax your guard because you are close to the truth. I underestimated you, White Wolf."

Javid stood up and slapped the dust on his body. He beckoned. But the salamander gang that was in ambush did not rush out, only four crossbowmen came out. There was a trace of surprise in Javid's eyes, and so did the four crossbowmen. They didn't understand why only their four appeared, but reality quickly told them the answer. Accompanied by the sound of arrows breaking through the air, there was a harsh scream. A group of squirrel party elves stood up in the bushes where members of the Salamander Gang were supposed to be ambush. Javid's vigilance saved him, and the arrows that flew toward the warlock hit the translucent barrier and broke.

"You underestimated everyone here."

Zelin stepped forward. "Today is a good day for the water ghost, but now you can save your own life, hand over the things you stole, and take us to the place where you hide the stolen goods, otherwise there will be one more corpse under this tower. I think the water ghosts here have not had a chance to taste the flesh and blood of a warlock. They will be very happy."

More fierce fighting sounded from the dense forest in the distance, and the Squirrel Party soldiers and the salamander gang were fighting close to the golem cemetery. The Salamander Gang has defeated the Lanmister Gang’s frontal attack. The underground Gang left more than 60 corpses in the swamp and fled, but the Salamander Gang was ambushed by the Squirrel Party who suddenly appeared behind them, like They did what they did when they ambush the Lanmister gang.

"Your subordinates can't help you, and we don't have that much patience! Where is the recipe you stole?!"

Javid laughed, and the Griffin badge began to shake violently.

"You made a mistake, the demon hunter, just like the mistakes and defects that your creatures are born with. Do you think that if you introduce me into the swamp, my strength will be weakened? No, I stand in this land with the most magical power. Powerful place!"

Everything happened very quickly.

When the flame giant rose from the ground, Geralt's blade flashed cold, and it pierced Javid's chest like an arrow from the string. The blade was bounced off in midair with a clang, and Javid stabbed a sword in embarrassment, but compared with the elemental shield of the warlock, it seemed so unskilled. A group of soldiers with serrated swords and hammers came from the tower. Running over from the south, two thugs carrying serrated swords were the leader. Kalkistein grabbed the potion bottle in a hurry, and a test tube slipped from his fingers, fell to the ground and fell into two pieces. Zoltan yelled and rushed towards the mob, but the Squirrel Party’s arrows were faster than him. Yaiwen stood up straight, slaughtered up and down all over his body, and slammed the hand that released the bowstring, and made an attack on the other elves. Gesture.

"Marw! Dh\'oine, Marw!" Yaiwen shouted.

The two teams collided with each other, and the sound of war blades staggered one after another. The alchemist's potion drew an arc and landed between the thugs' leather boots. The potion flowed out, and when it came into contact with the air, a light green smoke appeared. The mobs enveloped in the smoke threw away their weapons, screaming and scratching their bodies. Some emerald green mushrooms broke through their shirts and armor. , It grew crazily as if finding suitable soil, and soon, the thugs fell to the ground motionless as if they had been taken away by the last trace of strength. The other thugs seemed to be frightened. Their stupefaction gave the Squirrel Party a good opportunity. The dwarves of the Squirrel Party knocked down the heavy armored soldiers in the front and hugged them and fell into the quagmire together.

Zelin cursed and threw an anti-magic bomb. The bomb exploded, but the dust failed to envelop Javid. Instead, a gust of wind appeared and blew the magic gold dust onto Kalkstein's face. The alchemist began to bend down, retching incessantly. A mob noticed him and raised his hammer to hit the alchemist. But the mob fell, and Zoltan's hammer smashed his knee, causing his wailing man to roll on the ground clutching his leg. The mage of the Salamander Gang chanted the spell again, and then his body trembled, and the whole person fell straight back, with an arrow stuck in his chest, almost featherless.

"Kill them, Burningham!"

"I am here, Javid!"

The flaming flame giant blocked Geralt's path, and the warrior holding two swords jumped out, the blade brushed a sword flower, and at the same time, it pierced the white wolf's back. But Yaiwen jumped out and stopped in front of the enemy. Two people and four swords slammed into each other fiercely, sparks flew everywhere. A mob took up a crossbow and aimed at the demon hunter. Zelin rolled forward on the ground. He didn't care about the mud on his body. The crossbow bolt shot over his head. When Zelin's tumbling was over, he also had an extra in his hand. Put the crossbow. The mob who was loading the arrow couldn't dodge, and was hit by an arrow in his abdomen, hit the tree trunk behind him, and slumped to the ground.

"Maria! Solve the flame giant!"

The flame giant trampled on the swamp, making a sizzling noise, like a red soldering iron thrown into the cold water, but the flame was not cooled, and the mud pool gradually solidified. The five-meter-high giant shook his fist, and two dwarves who could not dodge were hit hard. One was knocked out by the impact and hung among the dense branches, while the other disappeared, leaving nothing but a twist in the mud pool. Helmet. Javid took the opportunity to run to the wooden door of the abandoned tower. The door was still protected by magic. Javid opened his arms, facing the wooden door and chanted a complicated and strange spell. The naked eye can eat away the remaining protective magic. The blade of the white wolf slashed on the fire giant, but a large burst of sparks was splashed on the rock, and a gap was left in the sword. The next moment, he jumped back to avoid the enemy's backhand swing, Alderfa's seal burst out, and the flames of the fire giant were blown violently by the hurricane, and all of a sudden, it dimmed a lot.