70 – Poitiers Family – 10
“Uh… There is no mole above the eyebrows. Anyway, that’s an ugly head. Eight. “Take it, sister.”
Georges threw her head onto the castle wall, but Georges’ physical ability was only at the level of an ordinary person, so he could not reach her castle wall and fell in the middle.
Georges then disappeared, shaking the blood off his hands, but the mercenary captains inside the castle fell into panic.
“aaah! Sore throat! “My throat!”
“Why on earth! Why on earth won’t you accept my surrender? We are just mercenary leaders! “I’m just trying to go home!”
“Don’t you know? “That is the problem.”
Charles interrupted the mercenary leaders. The mercenary leaders’ eyes were focused on Charles.
“There are about 900 talents of soldiers left in our castle. This is enough for the soldiers and people inside to survive for two months. However, if all the mercenaries are eliminated and the number is reduced, the period of time you can survive with 900 talents will be extended. If you surrender, there will be fewer mouths to feed! So, can you possibly accept my surrender? If I accept your surrender, I will only give you mouths to feed! Don’t you still understand that the enemy wants to end the siege as quickly as possible by trapping you in the castle?”
“What the f*ck… “
“Those crazy bastards! “No matter what, there is a line!”
That line was already crossed a long time ago. From the moment they sent a diplomat and attacked, there was no such thing as good for those bastards.
“Sometimes there are people in the world for whom there is no such thing as goodness. Do you understand? Georges de Poitiers is that kind of person. This means that the enemy we face now is a human being who does not know goodness. “Is it really wise to fight among ourselves with such an enemy in front of us?”
“… “
“Everyone, don’t be mistaken. The enemy has no intention of saving us. Negotiations are meaningless against such an enemy. “The moment we are trapped in this castle, we have only one choice: die or win!”
“Ugh… “
“f*ck… “
“But!”
When Charles shouted, everyone’s eyes were focused on him.
“There is still a way to win. Again, I can’t tell anyone here in detail because there’s a threat of it being leaked to the enemy, but we have a way to win. I guarantee that. I mean, we haven’t lost yet. So, let’s not be too upset, let’s get together from now on and make a decisive battle.”
“But the electric power difference is too much. The enemy also has wizards… “
“So we need to work together more! Do you plan to wait until the enemy comes here and cuts off all of our heads? “Are you not planning on resisting until the end?”
“Rather than that, it might be accepted if we all surrender together… “
“Sir Bess Aston would have thought so too.”
“… “
When the mercenary leader who had been whining shut his mouth, the rest of the people began to discuss with a buzz. It was about what to do with the current situation. And after some time…
“I will do it.”
Someone opened his mouth. As soon as one person said that, other people also started speaking in droves.
“I will do it too! “I have no intention of just dying here!”
“Didn’t that young man also say he had a plan? “I will believe it!”
“Everyone here risked their lives to make a few bucks. No one really came to die. Everyone is here to make money. If he kills a mercenary leader like that without hesitation, it’s not strange no matter what he does! We must all fight to the death! “Otherwise you will die!”
Charles smiled in satisfaction.
“That is correct! Even if we blushed at each other until yesterday, aren’t we now a community of shared destiny? Let’s all work hard together!”
“Waaah!!!”
“Waaa!!!”
Hearing the cheers that erupted from inside the castle, Georges de Poitiers outside the castle felt puzzled.
—–
Meanwhile, Charles’ military camp.
“I’m really screwed.”
In order to prevent the situation from getting worse, I lied that there was a strategy, but in reality, there was no plan. Now all that was left of Charles was his body.
Charles stroked the sword handle. He may have to go out and fight on his own. But Charles also knew. He said that even though he learned swordsmanship from Glacia in a compressed form, it was not at a level that would be effective on the battlefield. If he fought with a real sword, he might die soon.
“What should I really do?” “
At first, there was a plan of its own. The plan was to call in the Crudian mountaineer mercenaries and surround them front and back while our troops blocked them inside the castle. However, the operation was discovered by the enemy.
I thought I wouldn’t get caught. Of course, in a battle between tens of thousands of people, it is possible to block all roads. Because there is a lot of manpower.
However, the current enemy force is only 2,000 strong and there are many plains around Oxenberg, so it is nearly impossible to block all the roads.
I thought that in this situation, the messenger would be able to reach Manfred without any threat.
But whether the enemy’s scouting party was competent, or perhaps our messenger was just unlucky, the letter was taken and the situation was now unanswered.
“Still, I sent two messengers, so one of them will go all the way to Crudia… “
Even so, it is unclear whether the Crudia mountaineer mercenaries will be able to arrive here. Isn’t it possible that an enemy might block the path along the way, or that the Crudia mountaineer mercenaries might decide that the situation is dangerous and not come?
No matter how faithful they are and they are a mercenary group that will not betray, I am not yet their contractor. From the moment I sign the contract, I become their master, because we only expressed our intention to enter into a contract with each other and did not even touch the actual contract.
“Ha… “
To be honest, I was confident. Whether in this world or the other, everyone else seemed like fools to Charles. He thought that if he put his mind to it, he could become successful in an instant.
And now, I thought the opportunity had come. But it was a mistake. Whether Charles was smart or not, things never went as expected. Just as our messenger was captured with extremely low probability.
“There is no excuse. Ha ha ha!”
Charles laughed without realizing it. He is arrogant and thinks everything will go as he thinks. Because of his arrogance, he killed Isabelle de Poitiers, and he ended up killing himself. He had been intoxicated with the mentality of a hero, but he could only feel pathetic about himself.
Meanwhile, the mercenary leaders who were listening to the laughter outside…
“What? “You’re laughing?”
“I heard there was an operation, so I guess that’s true!”
“I checked with that bastard’s subordinates, and it turned out that he was Charles Jean Rochepol, the master who led the chase to Seise Castle from the Crown Prince’s military camp to victory.”
“That kid?”
“Hey… It’s worth believing. “Aren’t we going to use some extraordinary method to lead us to victory this time too?”
I had a big misunderstanding.
—–
Meanwhile, a second messenger was sent by Charles to Manfred.
The second messenger, sent in case the first messenger was captured, was running through the plains.
Of course, it is highly unlikely that a messenger would be captured by an enemy with only 2,000 men in a plain area like Oxenberg.
Charles had prepared two of his messengers just in case.
And while the messenger was riding his horse, he stopped by the archipelago of Arcadia and went into a tavern to quench his thirst.
-Pow!
I felt someone bumping into me.
“Ahh!”
A young child collided with a strong messenger and fell helplessly.
“Are you okay, kid?”
The messenger kindly extended his hand to the fallen child.
“Look ahead, old man!”
The kid said this and got up and she ran away.
“I’m going to look at all the shabby guys.”
The messenger stopped by the tavern thinking so, but no matter how hard he searched, he couldn’t find his wallet.
“Holy sh*t! “Where’s my wallet!”
If that was all it was, I might still have been fortunate. At least he would have been able to continue doing messenger work.
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The really big problem was that even Charles Jean Rochepol’s letter, which he was supposed to take to Manfred, had disappeared.
—–
“Hey, how many silver coins are there? One, two, three, four, seven!? “I guess I can play and eat for a few months at this rate?”
The kid who bumped into the messenger counted the money in the messenger’s wallet and muttered happily to himself.
“But what is this? Letter?”
Judging by the seal, it appears to be a letter from a nobleman, but the kid knew that he had been living in the back alleys for a long time. She said that letters from nobles were dangerous items that could take her life the moment the seal was broken.
The little boy threw her letter into the river without breaking the seal, and took her wallet with him and returned.
At home, my hungry younger siblings were waiting. Today was a meat party.
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