103 – Beheading Operation (8)
When our beheading unit, including Baron Ainz, arrived at the enemy headquarters, the soldiers under Count Beluga were very frightened.
“They are Margrave Estelle’s cockroaches!”
Some serfs took advantage of this opportunity to throw away their pitchforks and try to run away, but were caught and were immediately cut to death.
“f*ck, ugh.”
The other soldiers who saw this grumbled and had no choice but to point their weapons at us to protect the count.
“You won’t be able to touch a single hair of Count Beluga!”
They were trying to boost their morale by talking about something like a weak dog barking as loud as possible to scare the opponent.
To me, they just looked the same.
That’s because we made a surprise attack from the rear and entered the main camp, and on the other side, the main force led by Count Estelle was fighting from the front.
In fact, they have almost no chance of winning, so why are they bragging that they won’t be able to touch even a single hair of theirs?
Baron Ainz also clicked his tongue as if it were insignificant.
“Don’t these idiots even know that they are losing? “Just surrender and find the light, why are you saying so much?”
So he clicked his tongue and charged into the enemy camp.
Every time his sword, which freely wielded the Auror Sword, flashed with blue light, the deathly sound of a soldier under Count Beluga rang out in the enemy lines.
“Ugh, sh*t!”
“It’s a monster!”
“Run away, it’s all wrong!”
His sword, which had reached the level of a sword master, was so beautiful when seen from a distance.
However, while I was appreciating his beautiful swordsmanship, I couldn’t miss the meal prepared in front of him…
“Martin is a hundred! Don’t fall behind Baron Ainz! Everyone charge!”
I also raised my sword and charged towards where the enemies were.
“Stab and kill!”
“That bastard is no slouch!”
“Bring the drivers!”
I guess it was rumored that I had cut down several of the knights and soldiers under Count Beluga, so they welcomed me very warmly.
I got the feeling that this is what it means to be blocked, as the soldiers around me formed a platoon formation and moved to keep me in check in order to block me.
Dozens of people joined forces to stop me and responded systematically, so there was no way to break through.
“It’s not easy.”
In the past, if I was in a situation like this, I would have tried to solve it by just believing in my abilities and pushing forward…
Now I calmed down and watched the guys in front of me as if observing them.
I focused for just a few seconds as I ran towards the guys trying to kill me…
“I saw a gap.”
After muttering that, I ran straight ahead and quickly turned to the right.
To be precise, I just changed the direction they were moving diagonally to the right, but that alone messed up their movements.
“f*ck, the window is twisted!”
“Calm down! Calm down and do whatever you can to stop those on the right!”
“You f*cking rat!”
I only changed the direction of movement a little, but most of the people who were close together lost their ‘attack’ target.
I found that momentary gap, so I can dig into it… ‘It’s a piece of cake.’
Then I circulated the aura even faster throughout my body.
It was just a matter of circulating the aura, but as it circulated around my body, it gradually washed away the accumulated fatigue from my body.
Power began to surge.
“Count Beluga’s dogs. “I’ll cut off everyone’s throats!”
After saying that, I rotated my body clockwise and decapitated the enemy.
In one rotation, the heads of at least one or as many as two or three people flew into the sky, scattering blood around the area.
When I acted like this, the guys who had been going on a rampage saying they would kill me just a moment ago became scared.
“f*ck you, you monster!”
“What about money? If things continue like this, that bastard, Count Beluga, is going to die anyway, right?”
“White Rooster Mercenaries! Run away! “You won’t get any money anyway, so save your life!”
Some of the mercenaries began to run away, shouting that further resistance was pointless, and I paid no attention to those who were running away.
‘You can’t be such a fool as to miss out on a bigger achievement while catching deserters.’
As I continued to cut down the enemy soldiers, I saw a knight running towards me from the enemy camp.
“How dare you, a lowly mercenary, toy with our Count Beluga’s army! “You’re so arrogant!”
Auror fog emanating from the body, heavy attacks, and fast movements.
I could see that he was by no means an easy opponent.
Furthermore, although he spoke so passionately, looking at him swinging his sword, I could see that he was not being swayed by strong emotions, but was moving based on thorough calculation.
I decided to scratch his insides.
“Isn’t this what war is all about, Sir?”
The knight in front of me seemed to have been properly provoked by my prickly words, and started striking with unnecessary force with his sword.
“It’s noisy! “What does a mere mercenary know to teach Lord Floraine?”
He ignores people just because he’s a mercenary. It seems like he’s a poor human being.
Count Beluga is in danger of being captured due to a plan planned by the mercenary in front of you, whom you ignore, without even knowing it.
He is truly a pitiful bastard.
“I was the one who planned this strategy. And Count Beluga will become Margrave Estelle’s prisoner today.”
When I deliberately spoke in a polite tone, the knight was angry at the fact that he was ridiculed despite being unfairly defeated.
I gave the sword a lot of force that it shouldn’t have and started striking again.
Because he put a lot of force into one attack, every time he blocked his sword, the impact on his hand hurt quite a bit…
The more he did that, the more gaps he showed.
“Die! “You rude bastard!”
Then, when he tried to hit my helmet with all his might.
‘This is an opportunity.’
I brought the sword diagonally to the right and deflected the enemy’s attack.
The guy let out a voice full of doubt.
“A poem like this…”
The head of the knight who dealt with me fell to the ground.
In normal times, he would have lifted the guy’s head like this and boasted loudly that he had cut off the head of an enemy knight.
In a situation where the Count’s base is being breached, doing something like that is nothing but a waste of time.
So, I picked up his sword and helmet and handed them to one of the soldiers behind me.
“I’ll buy you something delicious later, so please take care of it.”
“Yes, centurion.”
After making that request, I began digging deeper into the center of the enemy camp.
When I looked inside closely, I saw the Count and the high-ranking people under him, hurriedly giving orders.
“Reinforcements, are there reinforcements yet?”
“Margrave Estelle, you piece of trash… Send more soldiers!”
“We have already sent all the troops we can send!”
It wasn’t like we were fighting each other by the collar and avoiding responsibility by saying it was all your fault.
Their future seemed obvious to anyone.
If things continue like this, they will be captured by Baron Ainz and other soldiers of the beheading unit and become prisoners.
‘That’s what happens when you lose a war.’
At the same time, Baron Ainz was coming this way, cutting down the soldiers rushing towards him with his Auror sword.
“hahahaha, Count Beluga. “If you surrender now, we will serve you politely!”
Even if you don’t surrender, Margrave Estelle’s social reputation will fall if you kill the enemy count carelessly.
We will have to treat you very politely until you pay the ransom, and grant all your wishes except escape…
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Even so, who in this world would want to be taken prisoner?
“Shut up! “Holy sh*t.”
And even though the situation had gotten so bad, Count Beluga still wanted to survive somehow.
He placed his SS soldiers in places where the friendly forces’ siege network was relatively weak.
“If you go there, go there, you can escape this hellish place alive! All of you, fight to the death to prevent Count Bonn from being taken prisoner!”
The Count who says this honestly seems like trash, but it’s not entirely wrong…
Usually, the ransom of nobles is the total amount of taxes for 1-2 years of the territory they rule.
Therefore, if Count Beluga is captured, there will be a huge hole in the finances of the Beluga County…
‘Of course, that money will be made up with the assets of the SS and nobles.’
This is why soldiers and nobles belonging to the SS must keep the count alive even if they themselves die.
“I will definitely catch that bastard, damn it!”
Until just now, I had been able to control my excitement and fight, but now I just couldn’t do that.
‘There’s a lump of money rolling around in front of your eyes, but are you missing it?’
Furthermore, how much would my value increase if I gained the reputation of being the centurion who captured the count?
When I thought that, I released an aura and flew towards the count.
“Count Beluga, let’s go quietly!”
At that time, almost all of the Count’s personal guard had been mobilized to break through the ’empty part of the siege,’ so there were not many soldiers or knights guarding the Count.
Therefore, I was able to quickly kill those who got in my way by cutting them down with my sword.
I was finally able to grab Count Beluga’s back with my hand.
“Count, your clothes are torn.”
At the same time as I said those words, I held the sword to the Count’s neck.
So close that it cuts you if you move it.
“Count Beluga has been captured by Martin Mayer, the centurion of the Whitebeard mercenaries! “Everyone surrender!”
As those words rang out, all the enemy soldiers put down their swords.
“A perfect victory.”