The Witcher: Wielder of the Twelve Talismans
Chapter 72

Counterattack

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Yavi looked around the crowd and slowly said, "Although the exact employer of the assassin is not yet clear, all signs point to Poviss's side. It seems that they are determined to win Tuck Fortress, and they even spent a lot of money to hire School of the Cat The demon hunter of." He tapped his fingers lightly on the armrest of the seat, "Since the assassination failed, they will definitely launch a more violent offensive - I guess it will probably be tomorrow. After all, if they don't get a reply from the assassin for a long time, they will definitely realize that the operation failed."

At this point, Yavi suddenly straightened his back and his voice became sonorous and powerful. "Rather than waiting passively, it is better to take the initiative! I suggest launching an attack this afternoon. The enemy must still be waiting and watching at this moment, which is a perfect opportunity to catch them by surprise. If we can take advantage of them on the frontal battlefield while they are not prepared, it will be extremely beneficial to us." He turned to the city lord Liz, "I wonder what the city lord and all the lords have to say about this?"

There was an uproar in the meeting hall. After experiencing the shock of last night, all the lords present were filled with righteous indignation. Some people shouted, "Poviss must pay with blood!" Others shouted, "Send troops now to kill them by surprise!" Amidst the shouts, no one raised any objection.

However, Liz City Lord, who was sitting in the main seat, remained silent. He just rubbed his stubble-covered chin thoughtfully and looked deeply at the ground under his feet. His hands were sometimes clenched and sometimes loosened, showing the intense weighing in his heart.

Liz City Lord slowly raised his head, his eyes fixed on Yavi as sharply as a hawk. His deep voice was particularly clear in the noisy meeting hall. "Your Excellency Yavi, your proposal... is indeed feasible." He paused and tapped the handrail lightly with his fingertips, "However, I need to confirm one thing - can you create enough chaos behind the enemy lines like you did in the last battle?"

The city lord leaned forward slightly, and a shrewd calculation flashed in his eyes. "You don't have to capture the enemy generals alive, as long as they can cause chaos in their formation." His palm suddenly slapped on the combat map, pointing to the station of the Poviss army, "At that time, my heavy cavalry will charge from the front, cooperate with your actions, and defeat the enemy's main force in one fell swoop!"

Yavi noticed that when Liz said "annihilate all the enemy forces", the usually calm city lord's eyes were rarely ignited with the flames of war. The air in the meeting hall seemed to solidify due to this bold plan, and even the lords who had shouted the most fiercely held their breath.

Yavi nodded calmly, put his right hand on his chest and bowed slightly. "As you wish, Lord City Lord."

After receiving the demon hunter's promise, Liz slammed the armrest of the seat and stood up abruptly, his fine clothes rustling. His eyes were like a torch and his voice was like thunder. "Send the order - prepare for war!"

The hall instantly boiled with excitement. The lords followed the order and left one after another. The sound of armor clashing and rapid footsteps intertwined into a prelude to the battle. Liz suddenly raised his hand. "Herbert, Jace, Yavi, you stay." When the three of them approached, he lowered his voice and said, "I need you to cooperate with my Chinese army's actions."

Just an hour later, all the lords returned one after another. The sound of hammering in the blacksmith shop, the neighing of war horses, and the shouts of soldiers had resounded throughout the fortress. "Report to the city lord, the third corps has been assembled!" "The light cavalry is ready to go!" "The archers are all in place!"

Liz stood in front of the sand table, and the baton in his hand accurately passed through several key positions. "The first corps outflanked from the left wing, the heavy cavalry broke through in the center, Yavi--" His wooden stick was focused on the enemy's rear, "Just to create chaos here. At that time, the signal from Yavi will prevail."

When everyone dressed up and came outside the fortress, the sunset had just set on the horizon. Just as Yavi was about to mount the war horse, Mrs. Maya hurried over with her skirt in hand. Her trembling fingers caressed her son's cheek. "You must come back safely..." Yavi held her mother's hand tightly. "I promise you."

Following Liz's order, the torrent of steel began to advance forward. The plate armor of the heavy cavalry glowed with a cold light in the morning light, and the spears slowly leaned forward like a forest. When the outline of the Poviss military camp appeared on the horizon, a rapid horn sound suddenly sounded from the opposite side - the sentry on the watchtower finally discovered this murderous army.

Liz's eyes briefly met Yavi's, and without the need for words, the demon hunter understood what he meant. He clamped the horse's belly suddenly, and the horse rushed towards the enemy formation like an arrow from the string. Arrows rained down from Poviss's sentry tower, and dense arrows drew deadly arcs in the air.

Yavi made a quick seal with his left hand, and a golden Quen Sign circulated around him. The arrows hit the magic barrier with a crisp "ding-dong" sound and bounced away one after another. He Deliberately retaining the reinforced Signs engraved on the leather armor, his eyes were fixed forward - Poviss's camp door suddenly opened, and several heavy cavalry galloped out waving their spears.

Just when the two sides were about to confront each other, Yavi suddenly bent his knees and squatted on the horse. He took a deep breath, and the magic power in his body surged like a tide. The surrounding air began to twist, and the invisible magic vortex gathered in his legs, forming two cyan wind leggings. Amidst the neighing of the war horse, the demon hunter suddenly jumped up on the saddle!

"Igni Sign"

With a low cry, Yavi's right hand silver sword suddenly burst out with blazing flames. The flames spiraled along the sword body, dragging out a brilliant golden-red tail flame behind him. The demon hunter in the sky seemed to have transformed into A falling bolide, the blazing sword pointed directly at the center of the enemy camp. The soldiers of Poviss looked up in horror, only to see the burning figure cut through the morning sky, crashing into the position with a suffocating sense of oppression.

The moment Yavi landed, his left hand suddenly hit the ground. The magic power surged out of his body like a flood that broke a bank, forming a violent magic turbulence all over his body. He did not cry out, but gritted his teeth and continued to output the power of Aard Sign.

The air began to buzz with overwhelming force, and the invisible shock wave continued to spread with Yavi as the center. The fire of Igni on the silver sword was rolled up by the violent airflow, and the tongues of fire danced wildly in the whirlwind. At first, there were only a few scattered fire snakes, but soon they became a curtain of fire.

As the magic output continued to increase, the airflow throughout the battlefield began to twist. Burning tent fragments, sand and gravel on the ground, and even the weapons that the soldiers had disposed of were all drawn into this growing vortex. The flames and hurricanes perfectly merged, eventually forming a pillar of fire with a diameter of more than twenty meters in the sky.

This flame tornado made a horrifying whistling sound, swallowing up all the enemy troops within a few dozen meters. The soldiers involved in it did not even have time to scream, and were turned into coke in the high temperature. The fire light illuminated the entire battlefield, and even Liz, who was far away on the hillside, could feel the heat wave coming towards his face.

Yavi stood in the center of the flame tornado, his blond hair dancing wildly in the heat wave. His eyes reflected the dancing firelight, calmly controlling this destructive magical creation. Wherever the fire pillar passed, Poviss's defense line collapsed like paper.

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