Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 52: 52 I don’t want to either!

Chapter 52 52. I dont want to either!

There were fifteen horses in the group, and the already-unoptimistic road conditions were trampled by the horses' hooves and became even more unsightly.

Philippe and his soldiers approached Condale Garrison.

They didn't plan to get any supplies in the military depot. He knew very well what was prepared in the military depot for those low-level soldiers.

Brown bread that is about to go moldy, potatoes, radishes, onions. You may not even have a whetstone!

He just came over to ask about the situation, and then made a brief investigation based on the situation, and it was regarded as handling the errand.

You can't say that they neglected their duties, because every soldier here would draw his sword and rush to kill the trafficker as soon as he saw it.

Just solving cases and tracking, such trivial and difficult tasks can indeed easily sap morale and make people lazy, and no one is immune to this.

But just as the group of people was getting closer to the military station marked on the map, a soldier with a good sense of smell in the team issued a warning to everyone.

Guys, somethings wrong! It smells like blood!

The originally lazy temperament of a group of people immediately changed, like a bowstring being stretched.

You can say that battlefield veterans are uneducated and uneducated, but you cannot say that they cannot kill people or save their lives.

Philipp was a little slow for a beat due to the influence of alcohol, but he was also smart, sweating all over his vest, and he felt quite sober.

Be vigilant! Get close for reconnaissance!

The nervous cavalrymen rushed towards the military station with the sound of rumbling horse hooves.

This violent method of mounting horses is mostly used near the battlefield, allowing you to charge at full speed at any time while maintaining alertness.

Like a bayonet ready to be thrust out at any time.

As the situation of the military station was revealed to people, Philip and his men frowned in unison.

There is no one around, and there are no wild beasts or monsters

The men and horses on both sides of the cavalry team spontaneously left the team to conduct a survey, but found nothing.

After he was sure there was no danger, Philip waved his hand and signaled the horse behind him to slow down.

Finally stopped in front of the military station.

York, go and see whats going on.

Philipp sat on the horse, looking around with vigilant and fierce eyes.

Except for the halberdiers he named, the others were still sitting on their horses, ready to charge and fight at any time.

After York dismounted, he carried his halberd and walked for about ten steps, which was considered to have crossed the entire military station.

The traces of the fight were not concealed at all and could be seen clearly even from a standing position.

Because of this, York, who was carrying a halberd, couldn't help but sharpen his teeth.

The plague is on top. Boss, these three heads have been hammered to pieces!

Damn it! Can you tell me something I didnt see?

Philip felt nervous for no reason at this scene. Logically speaking, he shouldn't have. He had seen many tragic battlefields on the battlefield where Hydaris restored the royal family.

I have seen massacres in villages, so why are you so panicked in a land where only three people died?

The war horse felt this panic through the reins, and it did not stay in place.

Instead, he swung his hooves and walked back and forth, as if he was ready to run at any moment.

"This is different, boss." York curled his lips and stood in front of the black-faced soldier's body, using the tip of the halberd in his hand to poke his rotten head.

The red and white sticky substance on the head trembled slightly.

The heads of these three people were all hit like this with fists. Do you understand what I mean? Just one blow with the fist, and then their heads made a bang sound.

Philipp looked ugly, and he also discovered the source of his abnormal feeling.

Three corpses is not normal!

There is only one big dent in the face all over the body!

That wound does look like a fist blow.

But how is it possible?

Although the force produced by the fist is an instantaneous impact, it is different from the sustained force of lifting or pushing or pulling heavy objects.

But a wound of this shape would weigh several hundred kilograms at least!

Maybe its a monster, York? We are not witchers. There are many monsters we have never seen before, and we dont recognize the wounds they caused.

Philip frowned and retorted, but York nodded the corpse's head with the tip of his halberd's tail.

You cant see clearly when youre sitting on a horse, boss. But from here, I can see the marks on their gloves from the wounds on their faces.

The murderer wore a pair of good gloves. Thats why the wounds were so horrific. The three of them were no different than being hit in the face with a hammer.

Faced with conclusive evidence, Philip could no longer take chances.

So far, there is really no monster that neatly wears human armor.

But a persons fist can really weigh hundreds of pounds, close to a thousand kilograms! ?

How the **** does such a person exist!

Meritelli, if you hit my stomach with your fist, all the **** will come out of me! The corners of Philips mouth twitched, and he complained in a low voice.

Although his voice was not loud, the brothers around him nodded in deep agreement.

etc!

The sergeant suddenly raised his eyebrows.

It seems that people who can punch hundreds of kilograms of weight do not exist in Willen?

Philip and York looked at each other in unison.

At this moment, they all thought of the guy with studded leather gloves and a pair of cat eyes.

That witcher!

York approached Philip with a troubled expression, and Philip also leaned down on his horse with an unclear expression.

"Boss, what's this? Lan En, he's already killing officers and soldiers."

Lets not talk about whether they are officers or soldiers. Philip glanced at the three corpses.

This kind of lowest-level soldier, if you say he is an officer and soldier, you are not an officer if you say he is not, and no one cares about him.

Even though he wears armor emblazoned with Temerian white lilies, it's axiomatic that he also moonlighted as a highwayman.

The two statements actually all depend on the jazz's own judgment.

Philipp didn't think about the thoughts of those big shots, he just subconsciously covered his stomach and said.

The key is that Ive never seen Lan En get so angry!

The sergeant's tone was tangled, with a little flinch.

Damn you, polite, kind and enthusiastic witcher, in the blink of an eye you use your fists!

Use your **** fists! Smashed three people's heads!

This is too cruel!

I have never seen such an effect using a warhammer on the battlefield!

I feel something is wrong, too. York replied to his boss.

When I was in the law enforcement team, we were so scared that we pointed arrows at him, but he was still able to slowly explain to us, and then eliminate the hostility and avoid bloodshed. His character and cultivation are definitely not fake!

But now

The two of them looked at the three heads that looked like rotten watermelons together and remained silent.

The witcher is really **** off!

They realized this together.

Suddenly, Philip discovered the key.

Why was he so irritated?

The sergeants eyes flashed.

In other words, what could make him so angry in Willen?

York was confused, but in his mind, he vaguely remembered that night, Lan En holding the fire sword and cutting off the cannibal's feet without blinking.

Cannibal sect?

"Bah! Idiot! Is Lan En stupid? Did you find that the cannibal sect didn't come to us?"

The palm of his hand slapped **** the halberdier's helmet, making York's head buzz.

Then the child was abducted and he was too anxious?

Now these two cases are the most difficult and infuriating for Willen.

Thats not right, witchers cant have children, right?

Bang! The halberdiers helmet received another blow.

You dont care if he can have a child or not, its definitely a big case anyway! Follow the traces, lets follow! By the way, its important to follow, but lets not be too hasty on our way.

Why, why dont you hurry?

You definitely dont want to meet Lan En without knowing whether he is awake, right? Look at these three rotten melons, tsk tsk tsk.

York shivered and nodded.

Facing the confused halberdiers, Philip smiled kindly.

What a coincidence, isnt this

I dont **** want to either!

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