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"Shut up for me!"

The poet shut up obediently, and the others obediently stopped the horse.

"what happened?"

"cigarette!"

Although the smell was very faint, both Lu Qi and Geralt, who were sensitive, smelled a smell of barbecue.

"Do you want to go around?"

"Go and see first." The witcher dismounted and handed the reins to Dandelion. "It's best to find out what we are going to avoid. Alex, you come with me. The others stay where they are, Stay alert."

Hearing his name, Lu Qi got off his horse neatly, followed behind the demon hunter, bent his body together, and got into the bushes.

The two moved forward slowly, trying not to make a sound as much as possible.

On the edge of the forest, in an open space, there are piles of logs, and a thin column of smoke rises from the piles of logs.

Lu Qi, who didn't intend to expose [Hawkeye Vision], glanced over it, and then said:

"Without a horse, it should not be a soldier, maybe a woodcutter."

"I think so too, let's go over and make sure."

As soon as they walked around the wood pile lightly, the two heard a clear conversation.

And the demon hunter recognized the identity of the visitor from the familiar voice.

His expression relaxed, he stood up abruptly, and walked out of the wood pile:

"Hello, guys!"

I saw four or five bearded dwarves sitting around the campfire, playing cards on a wooden table.

At the side, there were several women and girls holding children, looking at the demon hunter's orange cat eyes with some surprise.

"Damn it! I didn't expect it to be a demon hunter! Didn't I see hallucinations?!"

After all, a dwarf with almost all shaved hair, except for a mohawk, stepped forward to give Geralt a deep hug and patted him on the back.

At this time, other people who were waiting also heard the excited voices of the dwarves and came to the open space.

"Mirva! Regis! And Dandelion, although his head is bandaged, is alive and well! This is simply unbelievable."

The dwarves gave warm hugs to everyone except Lu Qi one after another.

It wasn't until Geralt introduced it to Lu Qi that he didn't know that the leader of the Mohican dwarves was the veteran dwarf who also appeared in "The Witcher III"—Zoltan Ziva!

Previously, they had been traveling with the dwarves until they were forced to separate when they were raided by Nilfgaardian cavalry in a refugee camp.

It was also at that time that Lu Qi rescued Milva who had been beaten by a horse thief and joined the team. He just missed the opportunity to meet the dwarves

However, for Lu Qi, a new friend who saved Milva and Geralt, the dwarves treated them equally and were very enthusiastic.

After a short rest in the open space, we ate something and continued to set off with a growing team.

After walking with the dwarves for a long time, Zoltan suddenly said goodbye, and planned to take the dwarves and a few refugees back north to the Mahakam Mountains and return to the dwarves' hometown.

Before leaving, Zoltan gave a dwarf rune sword to the demon hunter, and told everyone about the battlefield information he had learned from the woodcutter.

Among them, one piece of information that Lu Qi silently wrote down was a troop led by the "White Queen".

It is said that this force, commanded by a woman, was fighting the black army nearby, and even crossed the other side of the Yaruga River to attack the territory of the empire.

As far as he knew, there was only one female ruler of the north known as the "White Queen", and that was Queen Mivi of the Kingdom of Livia and Leiria.

However, it is said that Mi Wei has long since disappeared after the city of Livia was broken.

Not to mention how Mi Wei, who is two hundred miles away, came here.

At least, they finally know which army is fighting with the Nilfgaardians

Chapter 552 A Small Ship Sailing into War

After saying goodbye to the dwarves, the girl-seeking team continued eastward, trying to reach their destination before the war came.

From the mouths of several woodcutters and refugees they met on the road, the group further confirmed the information provided by the dwarves:

Livia and Leiria's "White Queen" Mivi led a defeated remnant army, and they are fighting a guerrilla war with the Nilfgaardians in the lush forest in the Anglin area!

"I believe this is good news!" The poet seemed more excited and grateful, "Even if those farmers misremembered the coat of arms, we are unlikely to encounter Temeria's army. Even if we encounter guerrillas, we can Muddle through."

"Yes, it's possible." The demon hunter echoed while calming the emotions of the carrot under his crotch, "However, we still shouldn't always think about luck."

Regis asked curiously: "But aren't they your fellow countrymen? Don't they all call you "Geralt of Rivia"?"

"Correction, I call myself this to make my name more decent, and the employer will trust me more."

Hearing this, Lu Qi, who was feeding the baby griffins in the cage with raw meat, couldn't help but nodded in agreement.

What Geralt did was a kind of compromise to the world.

In this medieval magical world that values ​​family and title, fame and honor, the meaning of a famous name is very important.

"I see, then why did you choose Livia?" Regis smiled slightly, and then asked.

"I found a few wooden sticks, wrote a few names that sounded very imposing, and then drew lots. This is the advice given to me by my instructor, but this is another story. At first I insisted on naming it "Geralt Roger Eric du Haut Bellegarde". But Vesemir thought the name was ridiculous, arrogant, and stupid. So"

Geralt's way of naming is like a modern person, named "Napoleon Charles Da Vinci Beethoven xxx", which piles up a bunch of unconnected celebrity names, very Shocking, but also very secondary.

After making up the picture in his head, Lu Qi immediately shook his head, threw out the messy thoughts, and said casually:

"I have to say that your mentor is absolutely right."

. . .

Without the interruption of the army and the cruelty of war, this journey to find Ciri seems to look more like a field trip.

However, reality always likes to choose the moment when you think everything will be fine, and give you a hard uppercut in the face

When the girl-hunting team came to the abandoned woodcutter's hut and planned to spend the night, Milva, a little red in the team, dragged Regis into the forest.

When the vampire came back alone, after boiling some unpleasant herbs in the pot, he called the other members into the hut and told them the breaking news:

Milva is pregnant!

"What?!" After the poet exclaimed, he and Lu Qi looked at Geralt at the same time.

"What are you looking at me for?" The demon hunter stared back angrily, and then argued, "I haven't done anything."

"Indeed, the culprit is not among us. She is ten weeks pregnant."

"Nevertheless, this is suddenly our responsibility. Also, she has to eat regularly, get enough sleep, and won't be able to ride horses anytime soon. So, gentlemen, husbands and fathers, this needs to be addressed."

Looking at the three people who were lost in thought, Regis immediately said:

"Actually, this problem is neither serious nor serious. It depends entirely on the choice. And Milva's request is for me to give her a powerful medicine. She seems to think this is the solution."

"Did you prescribe her medicine?"

Regis pursed his lips and smiled, "Make a decision without telling the other fathers? Of course not."

Geralt frowned, pressed his swollen temples, and asked a little irritably:

"Then you called us together, are you going to let us vote? For what? To reach a consensus, pass by all?"

"You know why." The vampire's deep eyes met the demon hunter's cat pupils, and said, "You have also noticed that there is something that must be done. This is what I want, I think, this is why It's what we should do."

"Fucking right. But, you want me to? I can't, I'm totally unsuited for this role."

Unlike Dandelion who was bewildered, Lu Qi could easily hear what Regis was thinking from the conversation between the two.

Obviously, Regis wanted Geralt to persuade Milva not to abort the child.

Thinking of this, Lu Qi reached out and patted the demon hunter's shoulder, and said in a deep voice:

"I think, Geralt, it's up to you to do this. Milva can be rude at times. But, at times like this, she's a fragile woman, a mother, who needs a man with broad shoulders to go Give support and comfort."

"Damn"

Cursing in a low voice, the witcher got up, walked out of the hut, and walked towards the forest

About half an hour later, the witcher came back alone again.

"How's it going?"

"What I can do, I have done."

In the early morning of the next day, when everyone embarked on the journey again, Milva rode in the front with a calm face and a smile on his face.

Regarding this result, the others who were slightly behind on horseback showed a smile inexplicably

. . .

After persuading Milva to keep the child in her stomach, the girl-hunting team soon came to the Yaruga River.

On the other side of the river is the area occupied by the Nilfgaard Empire, which is also their destination - the Anglin area.

Among the willows they found a ferryboat, with the unfortunate boatman and his helpers hiding in the bushes.

Under successive threats from beautiful archers, vampires, and poets, the wretched boatman had no choice but to succumb.

Skillfully chasing the restless horse to the ferry, Lu Qi did not forget to tell the little griffin in the cage not to be mischievous through the spiritual link.

As long as they cross the Yaruga River and reach the other side of the river, they will not be far from Cade Du Forest where the druids are.

However, someone did not intend for them to cross the river so easily

"Gods! We're screwed!"

Accompanied by the howling of the boatman, there was a sudden sound of horseshoes in the alder forest on the opposite bank, and various armors flickered in the forest.

A moment later, the embankment was crowded with cavalry.

"Niflgaardians! We are doomed! Gods, save us!"

"That's not the Imperial team, the armor color doesn't look like Nilfgaardian"

However, the boatman, who had already lost his hands and feet, did not hear the poet's murmur, so he picked up a hatchet without hesitation, and slammed the towing cable connecting the ferry to the opposite bank!

In the next second, Lu Qi's shout came long overdue:

"Don't cut it off!"

Chapter 553 Battle on the Yaruga River Bridge [Two in One]

The broken rope sank heavily into the water.

In the next second, along with the river, the ferry turned a few times and began to drift downstream.

"Damn it! Those are not Nilfgaardians, the eagle and the argyle are Rivia's arms! They are Rivia's partisans! From the other side"

"Get down!"

Before the words fell, the poet felt someone press hard on his shoulder, and his whole body was forced to

Arrows pierced through the air and were nailed to the side of the ship one after another, making several dull sounds.Several of the arrows shot straight at the people on the deck.

Fortunately, Moren and Lu Qi had already drawn out their long swords and blocked the sharp arrows one by one.

The enemy on the other side of the river just launched a wave of attacks on the ferry and then stopped.

Because, the ferry is drifting towards the opposite bank under the traction of the current!

Seeing this, the boatman who had already been lying on the deck immediately shouted: "Masters! Get the pole! We are going to be taken to the other side!"

Hearing this, Lu Qi made a decisive decision and immediately assumed the responsibility of commanding, repeatedly saying:

"Reggis, Dandelion, hold on to the horses! Geralt, Milva, let's help the boat!"

Under the impetus of several poles, the ferry turned around and accelerated towards the middle of the river.

The soldiers on the embankment started shouting again, and raised their bows and arrows again.

Fortunately, with a rush of water, the ferry quickly moved away from the river bank and out of the effective range of the bow and arrow.

I thought I could use the ferry to stay away from these heavily armed soldiers.However, the Livia guerrillas on the other side obviously did not intend to let them go, or in other words, this was the only ferry that allowed them to escape the territory of Nilfgaard.

Under the command of a white horse rider, the cavalry on the river embankment began to gallop along the opposite bank, trying to capture the ferry when it was sent to the river bank by the current!

At the same time, the group of people on the ferry still tried to push the ferry towards the river bank where it came from:

"Hold on! We have to land before we get swept away by the rapids!"