140 – Guerrilla Battle and Ambush (6)
After hearing my command, the platoon leaders of the Martin Centurion responded loudly.
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“As the centurion commander said, we are going to kill the good guy under the flag first!”
“Rudolph Platoon! Charge to the red flag on the left!”
“Trust the platoon commander and follow him! “Let’s kill everyone without leaving a single one behind!”
In any battle, killing the enemy’s high figure is the shortcut to victory in the battle.
This is an obvious tactic that has been used since ancient times.
‘The countermeasure to this would be for the higher-ranking person to quickly gather soldiers around him to protect him, right?’
Just as I thought, the mercenaries and knights under Baron Maurer quickly urged the soldiers to rally around them.
“Unite around me!”
Currently, the regular soldiers were scattered in all directions in a ragtag group, but they began to hurry, trying to somehow stick together according to orders.
“Gather around our platoon leader’s flag!”
In their haste, they bumped into each other, breaking his nose and even causing a nosebleed.
“Ouch, my nose!”
They are true idiots, but while they were struggling to somehow come together to survive, the platoon leaders under my command began to lead their platoons and move.
“When things are messy, that’s when they’re at their weakest!”
Otto took the lead and shouted as he cut off the head of the enemy in front of him.
“Kill all the high-ranking people before those bastards come to their senses!”
Other platoon leaders around me followed my example and took the lead and began to ravage the enemy.
“Track one unit at a time! All you have to do is cut off the commander’s head and that unit will fall!”
It’s such an obvious thing that it hurts to say it, but it’s very important for the commander to inform the guys who are slowly getting tired of their immediate goal and instruct them on what to do.
During the war, simply making the lowest-ranking soldiers understand their current situation, telling them what to do, and suggesting what the results will be.
They are the ones who believe that their commander has a plan, feel at ease, and see the battlefield moving when they follow the orders, and have ‘hope of victory’ in their hearts.
‘It’s not for nothing that a leader who presents specific goals is important.’
He held up his sword and pointed it straight ahead, muttering in a whisper.
“Then should I try killing the knights under the flag first?”
When I turned my eyes and looked around, I was able to discover a ‘small mercenary unit’ trying to form a defensive formation by uniting as quickly as possible.
“If you follow my orders, you can return alive! Everyone unite!”
The mercenaries under the guy who said that were moving quite quickly.
Looking at the moving faces of the soldiers, there was no one licking their lips.
‘Are you saying these bastards aren’t scared now?’
The bastard who commands these guys must have his head blown off as soon as possible.
“f*ck, there’s nothing more scary in war than a capable enemy.”
In fact, an incompetent superior like Baron Pappenheim is more frightening than a competent enemy.
Anyway, they are both very scary, so we should get rid of them quickly, right?
After choosing a goal, I quickly ran towards the guys who were starting to form in formation with only a few soldiers.
Because one minute, no, one second was urgent, I ran very quickly.
Because the more time you give them, the more difficult it will be to break through their formation and kill the big guy inside.
“f*ck! “Stop sticking together!”
Instead of responding to those words, they pointed their weapons at me.
These guys should have lost their senses after being surprised, but they are so cool-headed. These guys are definitely not normal.
“Kill that tin-can driver!”
“That guy is clearly the leader!”
“Don’t leave a single one behind!”
When they swung their weapons at me, instead of stepping back, I took a step forward.
‘We can’t give them time to retreat and reorganize their formation.’
The people in the front row looked nervous as I dug deeper into a situation where even stepping back would not be enough.
The face is covered in cold sweat and the molars are clenched.
I held the sword with both hands stronger and swung it in a half-moon shape.
“Get lost!”
As the aura-covered sword drew a blue line in the air, the weapons attacking me with a trajectory that could cause fatal wounds were cut off.
It is an impossible feat on Earth, but in this fantasy world, it is a skill that anyone who has reached the level of an Auror expert can perform.
‘You’re strong enough to instantly turn your opponent into a monster in the game, right?’
However, although I have reached the level of expert, I still have some shortcomings and cannot block all attacks.
The attacks that I could not block hit my armor in several places.
Attacks such as stabbing with a sword didn’t feel much.
The attack, which was similar to hitting with a mace or hammer, had a strong impact beyond the armor and even into my body.
“Ugh, sh*t!”
I felt shock all over my body as if I had been hit with a baseball bat.
‘If I didn’t have armor, I would have died, damn it.’
“Now you guys have to die.”
As soon as I entered his arms, I swung my sword hard to the right.
Because the enemy was densely guarded, it was possible to decapitate three people at the same time with one sword.
“Our senior’s enemy!”
At the same time, my subordinate who was running after me raised a mace and smashed his head.
“How does mace taste?”
With the guys watching my back, I can swing my sword without hesitation and run towards the flag.
I have to repay their trust and expectations, by cutting off the leader here.
I was moving forward in a straight line, but the leader under the flag responded by quickly swinging his two-handed hammer at my head before me.
I was momentarily startled by the sound of a ‘bung’ splitting the air, but by turning my body clockwise, I easily dodged his attack by just a piece of paper.
“f*ck, it’s dangerous.”
And then I swung my sword in sync with the rotation of my body, struck the guy’s neck, and cut the flag’s pole in half.
Because he’s not a very high level guy…
“I killed the enemy commander!”
After loudly declaring that he had killed the commander, he began looking around to find his next target.
However, I guess the order to attack in platoon units before the defense completely stiffened worked properly, and I didn’t see any particularly difficult situations that required me to intervene and help.
Of course, the platoon leaders are slower than me, so I can barely destroy half of the small unit…
‘It’s almost the same whether a doughy guy or a dead guy can’t resist, right?’
As I continued to search for new targets, I noticed that one of my platoons was capturing almost all of the enemy’s small units.
“You guys are like stolen cats! “Junior Knight Matteo Granz will deal with you personally!”
The guy named Mateo ran at high speed towards the platoon leader at his head.
But the platoon leader couldn’t see it because he was killing the enemy right in front of his eyes.
At that time, Baker, who always scoffed at me, suddenly threw away the two-handed sword in his hand and pulled out his dagger.
The guy had an evil smile on his face.
The moment when a guy named Mateo runs up to the platoon leader, swings his sword and tries to cut off his head.
“The side is empty, you son of a b*tch!”
Baker succeeded in killing Mateo by sticking a dagger into his neck.
Then he raised Mateo’s head high and shouted as if he had killed some enemy knight.
“Senior mercenary Baker of the Whitebeard Mercenaries decapitates enemy junior knight Mateo Granz!”
When he first came as a new recruit, he was like a fool who couldn’t even fight and just scoffed, but he killed all the low-ranking knights when he couldn’t even use an Auror…
After all, humans don’t know what will happen to them over time.
‘That guy is improving too, so I should be more active, right?’
And just then, a mercenary leader came running towards me.
“Die, you enemy of the captain!”
I deflected his attack and slashed his upper body starting from his right shoulder.
“Be quiet when you kill someone! “You noisy piece of trash.”
As time passed, our mercenary forces, including the platoon under my command, succeeded in taking down several flags…
Baron Maurer seems to be smarter than Pappenheim, and orders like this were heard from all over the place.
“Give up counterattacking, everyone gather around Baron Maurer!”
“Gather, gather!”
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“Anyone who attempts to counterattack the enemy will be judged for violating military orders!”
Then, a small unit consisting only of guys wearing shiny armor approached us.
“You bastards are worse than dogs!”
“You all died today!”
“Wash your neck there and wait!”
One of the guys in front of them spewed out a lot of aura and started swinging his sword in the air.
The guy’s sword started to catch fire just like I saw before…
The momentum was completely different from what I had seen before.
‘Even if you set fire to an oil tank, it would be weaker than that, right?’
Just looking at it, I thought they were going to put on a performance to boost the morale of their allies who were crawling on the floor…
Then he pointed at me and laughed.
“You bastard who is worse than Seungnyang! Sir Leon Carnester, a senior knight of the Baron Maurer family, will personally cut off your head!”
When I was singled out like this, I never once backed down.
However, in a situation where the enemy has begun to rebuild its troops and has even sent out its elite troops, the reason I am forced to fight is…
‘It’s like ruining an operation that is going well by throwing ashes at it.’
So what I have to do now is to drag them to ‘the place I saw them’ as naturally as possible.
I shouted at him.
“We are as cowardly as wildcats! “Then let’s go, Sir!”
Then, the mercenary corps executives above centurion rank and above, including me, blew their whistles all at once.
“I’ve had enough fun, it’s time to get out!”