Odyssey was forgetting something very important. That Lionia has a decisive battle weapon that can be sortied at any time…
Duke Zona Zartus, who had been hiding among the knights without a captain, popped out. It was the first time for me to see the majesty of a master-class knight.
It was like watching a lion running between a flock of sheep. The dozen or so knights, led by Duke Jonah Zartus, penetrated the Odyssey camp like a hot knife cutting through butter.
The academy also teaches that any tactics are meaningless in the face of overwhelming force. Duke Jonah was realizing that on the battlefield.
Of course, this force is relative. For a moment, I thought about what would happen if the Demon Beast King was put in the place of Jona Duke. It was a meaningless comparison.
Things like the Demon Beast King and his opponents, the Titan Snake and the black twin-headed ogre, were outside the standard. If even one of the three falls on this battlefield, wouldn’t more than half die even if the 400,000 troops gathered here fight together? I thought so.
In any case, although it was not an existence outside of those standards, Duke Jonah’s armed forces had a sufficient asymmetrical effect on this battlefield.
Duke Jonah broke through the enemy camp in a straight line and attacked Odyssey’s command center, which was commanding the soldiers from the relatively front.
The escort knights of Crown Prince Grun and the high-ranking knight, General Gerkan, put up some resistance, but they did not dare to stop the master-level knight. After swinging the sword several times as if twisting a child’s wrist, General Gerkan’s head was cut off and he flew through the air.
“Enemy general Gerkan has been decapitated by Zona Zartus!”
Duke Zona, who snatched General Gerkan’s head from the air before it fell to the ground, used an aura and shouted loudly.
For a moment, the battlefield where tens of thousands of troops were fighting seemed to have stopped for a moment. And taking advantage of that gap, General Jonah and the knights who followed him broke through in a straight line and returned to the original camp, just like when they appeared.
Left alone at the headquarters, Crown Prince Grun stood blankly, pale, then summoned the surviving officers around him and gave orders in a voice of resentment.
“Retreat.”
One might think that the war would have surely ended if Crown Prince Grun had been beheaded or taken prisoner. But it is not. If the crown prince is killed or captured, the war does not end on this battlefield. At that time, Odyssey or Lionia will fight until one of them is destroyed.
When Odysseia began to retreat with the smallest battle lines at the command of the crown prince, Lionia did not recklessly pursue. However, some troops quickly left the battlefield and began to move to other places.
In Silimaron, even though there was no battle that benefited much, various factions coveted each other’s battles and ignored the instructions of Count Hector, the commander-in-chief, and took a large offensive repeatedly.
In response, Count Hector decided to use it in this case, decided the order to lead the offensive, and gave the minimum tactical instructions accordingly.
The subject of this offensive was the magic power of Silimaron. The elite high-ranking wizards of the Silimaron Mage Tower are mobilizing. That’s how I wanted to build a major.
In terms of instantaneous firepower, there is nothing that can beat wizards. Pouring dozens of high-level magic from a distance and then charging afterward is a tactic that is difficult to block even if you know it. Count Hector also participates in this offensive. So many troops were put in that it was virtually no different from an all-out offensive.
It was because Count Hector also heard the news that the Kingdom of Venus was participating in the war and was feeling the pressure to make some gains before the Venus army arrived.
“All forces forward!”
Count Hector, riding on a white horse with no blemishes and giving orders while brandishing a sword, was truly picturesque.
His ability is being underestimated because of his perfect appearance, but Count Hector was definitely an outstanding person. He managed to coax the gnomes of the mage tower, which were not easy to handle, to follow orders, and instead of the staff who were not helpful, he collected information on the surrounding terrain and scouted enemies day and night to formulate tactics.
Under Count Hector’s direction, a large-scale magical bombardment was carried out on the Lionian front. It was an attack on a different level from previous attacks. Flames soar and the ground explodes and turns over. Soldiers caught in the explosion bounce into the air, and soldiers who are on fire scream and struggle before collapsing.
“The knights charge!”
At Count Hector’s orders, the Knights charged through the broken wires. It’s a savvy tactic. But it is also something that is difficult to prevent.
Of course, it is difficult to prevent, but it does not mean that it cannot be prevented. Lionia had been waiting for this to happen.
Hundreds of knights rushed into the place where pits dug deep were waiting for them. Of course, this by itself is hard to do much damage to knights using auras.
Arrows rained down from all directions waiting for the knights who had escaped the trap by leaping lightly from their horses falling into the pit.
“under! How dare you do something like this!”
The knight of Silymaron snorted as he hit several arrows with his sword. But the next moment the knight died before he could feel the arrow piercing his helmet.
Among the many archers were mixed archers with longbows twice as heavy as normal archers. And the arrows shot by the archers were shining bluish.
It was a special unit that Lionia, who were all made up of archers, had put great effort into raising.
As the knights in the front line fell in an instant, the knights who were charging in were alerted and had no choice but to slow down.
Then, the knights who were waiting on the Lionian side rushed out to the station and got mixed up. In terms of knight power, the knights of Silymaron are no match for Lionia. Even so, the choice of marriage was conscious of Silimaron’s magic attack.
Count Hector knew right away that things were wrong. However, the reason why he could not easily order a retreat was because he could not tolerate such a crushing defeat in the first battle in which he planned and participated. Rather than the desire to compete, it was because there was no way to control the other nobles who had not listened to them until now if they were defeated like this.
Count Hector made a decision when he was about to advance, almost enclosing the Knights of Silimaron, who had entered a melee in Lionia, with hostages.
“Wipe them all out with the same magic attack as before.”
The head of the wizards questioned Count Hector’s order.
“Before our knights retreat yet. Are you insane?”
“Do you think the knights will be able to escape even if we give the order to retreat now? The moment you turn your back, that arrow will come flying. I will take responsibility, so hurry up and attack!”
Count Hector, who shouted as his eyes turned red, showed even a hint of madness. Under pressure from such Count Hector’s momentum, the wizards launched a large-scale magic attack just like before.
Once again, the earth shook, and countless lives were lost in an explosion. From my point of view it was more evident. Seeing thousands of human souls soaring into the sky at the same time was, in a sense, spectacular.
In any case, Count Hector’s order was not a bad choice in the end. Although it would be a great disgrace to attack one’s allies, at the same time it was tantamount to exchanging some of the Lionian knights for a special archery unit.
The Lionian army was valiant. Despite witnessing thousands of people disappearing right in front of their eyes in a magical attack, they charged through it at full speed.
This was also a kind of standard operation. Aiming for a large-scale magic attack in a row, and getting closer before the attack starts again. Of course, even if you know it in your head, it is very difficult to put into practice. Moreover, it is even more so when operating such a large army.
At the same time, reinforcements finally appeared from the side. After the battle with Odyssey, a few elite troops who disappeared appeared here.
The identity of the reinforcements was, of course, Duke Jonah Zartus. Attacked simultaneously from the front and flanks, Silymaron’s army was thrown into confusion.
Moreover, since the knights were almost wiped out, they lacked the strength to stop the Duke of Zona from stabbing the flank.
Count Hector was in anguish. Just like before, I wanted to blow away Duke Zona with my allies with a magic attack. Otherwise, it seemed impossible to stop him in the absence of the Knights.
Even while he was agonizing, Duke Jonah was approaching, like a human butcher, blowing the heads of soldiers who stood in his way countless times.
Count Hector raised his hand to call the wizard. But before that, the frightened mages had already done their job.
It wasn’t an offensive spell. The fog caused by the wizards was thick, and it became impossible to recognize the face of the person next to you. Count Hector sighed and gave orders to his adjutant.
“The entire army retreats.”
It was no longer a situation to fight. If he went back like this, he could see what his situation would be like. As Count Hector brooded over his failure and turned his horse, an arrow pierced the fog and flew. It pierced Count Hector’s chest without anyone’s time to use it.
“Cuck!”
Count Hector fell from his horse with a scream.
Baron Jeremy Hansworth, the leader of the archers known as the sharpshooters of Lionia’s special forces unit, could not forgive Count Hector, who had blown up more than half of the special forces he had raised over the past 10 years. He fired a shot of repentance from within. And it worked.
Count Hector was rescued by his men and eventually died while being transported. Unlike the time of Odyssey, Lionia relentlessly pursued and attacked the retreating Silimaron army, and lost its commander-in-chief and was confused, Silymaron suffered great damage.
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A single day’s battle drastically changed the direction of the war. Lionia did not miss this and reestablished the front line by greatly expanding its territory towards Silymaron.
And suddenly the war entered a lull. Silimaron and Odyssey lost a lot of troops and even lost their commander-in-chief. Lionia also won greatly, but the damage was not small.
Because there was a need to reorganize each other, there was a lull in a state of tacit truce. Even the previous story was already coming out. I tried digging for information, but it turned out to be groundless rumors.
What I gained in this battle was only one soul. I had a chance to absorb the soul, but I didn’t. The only soul I absorbed was Count Hector.
The size of the soul he had was just an average genius, but I expected there to be something different about his absolute appearance, but in terms of feeling, there was nothing. It could be the talent of my appearance, but I wondered what the use of a good-looking soul was when not even I knew and no one could see me.
In the meantime, the news that the Venus Kingdom army had finally arrived at the front was heard. I flew straight to County Venus to see Aether.
There was an ether in the command barracks of the Venus army camp. Although it was the prince’s family, of course, since he was still a young boy, the actual command would be taken by the Marquis of Cantana Agus. The Marquis of Cantana was a person I knew quite well. As a military science professor at the academy, I also listened to his lectures a lot.
For a military background, he is a flexible thinker. Even when teaching tactics or strategy, such a personality appeared and emphasized improvisation.
Anyway, he’s not a bad commander. It could be said that it was the best greeting in the current situation.