102 – Beheading Operation (7)
When Baron Ainz declared that he would capture the count, the knights under Count Beluga gave orders in a loud voice.
“f*ck, we have to protect Count Beluga at all costs!”
“Even if you are a sword master, you have no business dealing with pages!”
“If you just pick that bastard’s hair, you can receive a reward and live in abundance!”
Although it would be a very dangerous battle since we were fighting against a sword master, when the order was given, the nobles were the first to step forward.
“We must protect Count Beluga! “I, Baron Corday, command that the soldiers under my command risk their lives and fight here!”
Nobles, including barons such as Baron Corday, are the ones who can suffer all kinds of disadvantages if they are chosen by a ‘count.’
It may be because their knights, regular soldiers, and civilians, without exaggeration, are in a position where they never know when their families will be ‘annihilated’ according to the Baron’s will.
Not only the knights and regular soldiers, but even serf soldiers ran away cursing.
“f*ck, I don’t want to die…”
“Who doesn’t know that! “It’s better for you to die here alone than for your whole family to be destroyed.”
“……If this was going to happen, you shouldn’t have paid more to come.”
Although it was a little later, most of the mercenaries hired in Montmartre also immediately began to unite.
“If our Count is captured or loses here, you won’t get any money! “If we don’t get paid, we’re all done!”
I came to the war to get money, but when I heard that I couldn’t get money…
The mercenaries also hurriedly ran around their mercenary leader and strengthened their defense.
Since your life is at risk, money seems to be the best option.
‘It even has the effect of forcibly mobilizing for an unfavorable fight.’
Ainz grinned at this sight.
“The kids are crazy because they want to become prey for Baron Ainz. Martin, follow me. “Never miss it.”
“Yes, Baron.”
“Okay, then I’ll kill the guy strutting in the front… First.”
Ainz spewed out auras in all directions and ran towards the enemy at high speed.
However, if we run at a speed reminiscent of the KTX just now, we won’t be able to catch up… It was a speed that regular soldiers could catch up with if they ran with all their might.
“I will regard all those who stand in my way as people who want to die! “If you want to live, don’t block my path!”
Looking at his loud mouth, he seems to have a much stronger personality as a ‘war-loving’ swordsman who reached the level of a sword master before he was a baron.
He held the Auror Sword and cut through the enemies in front of him mercilessly, as if it were a human drill.
The speed at which the sword was swung was barely visible even to my expert eyes, and each time the sword moved, one or two enemy soldiers were killed.
Before that power, the soldiers under Count Beluga broke into a cold sweat and their eyes widened.
“Help me, damn it! “That’s unreasonable!”
The high-ranking people in the background pointed their spears and swords at the scared guys and forced them to fight, and those who tried to run away were killed with their own hands.
“Fight and die for Count Beluga! “Die with glory and leave behind an honorable name!”
“Anyone who runs away will be branded a traitor!”
“Fight and die for our baronial family!”
If you’re going to say things like that, they’re going to fight Baron Ainz directly. I don’t know why they’re talking like that.
Wow, even if you drop them in the water, they will just float with their mouths…
“Martin is a hundred! I’m coming right behind Baron Ainz! “We will decide whether this battle is won or lost!”
When I shouted that and ran to the front, a huge cheer followed from behind.
“Follow Centurion Martin!”
“Let’s change it up this time!”
“What’s the big deal about killing knights?”
They say that people play with each other, but because their commander says this, they all look like warmongers…
When I thought about those guys, the corners of my mouth began to twitch.
“I like it so much, you guys.”
Then, like Ainz, I jumped into the front lines.
The serf soldiers used pitchforks or hoes, while the regular soldiers and mercenaries tried to compete at ‘range’ with long spears.
It is quite nice to follow the formula that in order to win in close combat against an opponent whose skills are higher than your opponent, you must gather as many numbers as possible and fight with the longest possible weapon…
‘You’re going to kill me just like that?’
If it had been before, I would have been excited and told myself not to make mistakes, and would have tried to give myself over to the heated emotions like fast-flowing water upstream of a river…
I saw today that although Baron Ainz appears to be running wild with excitement, the tip of his sword and his movements are as calm and serene as deep water.
So, I calmed down my excited emotions to some extent, just like he did.
‘I press down calmly and heavily without being shaken by the attacks of the enemy in front of me.’
The soldiers surrounding me all cheered up in a split second as soon as I caught a glimpse of something new.
“Stab!”
As soon as I said those words, pitchforks, hoes, and spears attacked me from all over the place.
If you make one mistake, it was an attack that could turn you into a hedgehog, no matter how expert you are.
“I can see all the cracks, you bastards.”
I calmed down and watched their attack and the movement of the spear blade, and the gap was clearly visible.
“Don’t you know that no matter how much you put together a ragtag group, in the end it’s just a ragtag group?!”
Then, I swung my sword in a crescent shape towards the exact center of the gap between the sloppy attacks of those who were stabbing me in front.
Then, all dangerous attacks that could pierce the gaps in my armor were blocked, and the rest of their attacks were all blocked by my armor.
If I had been in a similar situation before I gained this kind of enlightenment, I would have had to waste my stamina by holding a sword and using auras indiscriminately.
While breaking through this siege, he might not have been able to avoid being injured.
But now, I was able to let go of their attacks with much ease…
‘Is this the level that expert or higher prosecutors should aim for?’
There is a setting in this game where enlightenment is often gained during war, but I never thought I would experience it like this.
On the other hand, the guys dealing with me couldn’t hide their shocked expressions.
“This is crazy, damn it!”
Instead of leaving my body to the momentum and charging like an arrow flying without hesitation like before, I slowly moved as if devouring the guys in front of me.
To become a human weapon that is neither too hasty nor too slow, but slaughters the enemy with maximum efficiency.
‘Even in sports, a truly skilled person always fights while keeping his head calm.’
Even though war is not a sport, just like they did. Also, as Baron Ainz showed, he fought while maintaining his ‘calm’ even though he seemed excited…
I surrendered myself to my emotions and suppressed as much as possible from swinging the sword and moving my body with more speed and strength than necessary.
I wasn’t used to this type of sword swing yet…
“f*ck, our centurion is crazy. “He used to be good at fighting, but now I can’t even touch him.”
“Even if you look from afar, you can’t see any gaps…”
“If you follow that guy, you won’t get killed.”
Seeing that even the guys following behind me are amazed at my skills, this is also a kind of enlightenment…
No, it is said that when one attains enlightenment, one can feel very clearly that one’s level rises instantly and one’s strength becomes significantly stronger…
‘It’s not enlightenment, but it’s probably closer to learning how to fight like a knight beyond an expert level.’
And then a guy who looked like he had reached the level of an advanced Auror knight appeared before my eyes.
“I don’t know who you are, but Henri Traveau, a mid-level knight of the Count Beluga family, will stop you here!”
“Intermediate article? “There’s a lot to be said about the fact that you rose to the level of an intermediate engineer at such a young age thanks to your father.”
“You’re so noisy, tell me your name!”
It seems like they’re asking for an honorable duel, but I guess I’ll have to give them a name…
That would be battlefield manners, or rather, courtesy towards someone who has reached the advanced level of Auror at a relatively young age.
“This is Martin Mayer, the centurion of the Whitebeard mercenaries.”
When Henri saw me, he was overcome with emotion and struck me with the utmost force he could muster.
An unguarded attitude and a desperate will to kill the enemy will be highly appreciated, but…
Looking closely at the movements of the sword, there are many useless movements.
Because the will to cut off my head is so strong, the sword is being swung in the air as if it will rotate 360 degrees if it cuts off my head like this.
Because of this, even though it was only a little bit, the guy who had reached the advanced level of Auror even showed signs of being swayed by a sword that weighed only about 2kg.
“Pathetic bastard.”
I immediately gripped the handle of my sword tightly and struck his sword.
Because the difference in level wasn’t that big, splitting Henry’s sword in two didn’t happen…
He was slightly swayed by the sword, but when the fatal blow was blocked, his body twisted.
“He is so honest with his emotions. Bantling.”
I succeeded in cutting off the guy’s head in just one hit.
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In the past, the difference in level wasn’t that big, so you might have had to cross swords for dozens of times…
“Is this the expert’s fighting method?”
I was amazed at my abilities and followed Baron Ainz as I cut down the enemy…
“This is Count Beluga’s headquarters!”
In no time, we succeeded in approaching the count’s headquarters.