168 – Mercenary Captain Martin’s First Departure (8)
A loud voice came from behind the enemy lines, followed by the rapid sound of trumpets and drums.
And not long after, the enemy soldiers’ shouts rang out so loudly that it hurt my ears.
“Kill all the Whitebeard mercenaries!”
“Don’t leave any of those bastards alive!”
“Charge forward!”
At the same time, the baronial troops led by Baron Alba and a small mercenary force under his command rushed towards us like waves.
Perhaps it was because the order for an all-out attack was given in a situation where they were already losing.
The enemies in front of us, regardless of whether they are new recruits or veterans, all have tears in their eyes and clenched teeth.
And if you listen to their voices.
“aaah, sh*t!”
That was not a charge with the determination to attack us and destroy us all, but because no one could tell that we could not be defeated like this, it was because of the commander’s order to push back with evil force.
I felt like it was a forced struggle with the mindset of either dying or losing.
So, that order was a cruel order to the soldiers on the ‘front line’, at the level of telling them to commit suicide, but ironically, from a tactical perspective, it was a pretty good order.
Why? No matter how I, the centurion commander, and the platoon commanders who know how to use Aurors even a little bit can hold on, the regular soldiers who used up all their strength to destroy the black pigs and then Baron Alba’s vanguard are quite exhausted.
Even the ten captains with more than 10 years of experience could be seen breathing heavily.
“Huh, huh… Those crazy guys are attacking here without even reorganizing their formation?”
When you get used to war, even the guys who are used to it are like this, so the new recruits are so exhausted that they feel like they might faint if hit.
“People, save me… f*ck….”
In a situation like this, even if we keep the momentum going and have high morale, we won’t be able to last long because our stamina is gone.
Then, the vanguard will fall like dominoes, causing considerable damage.
“That crazy Japanese general.”
Usually, when you say something like this, you are swearing at the other person to this extent.
‘hehehehe, your mother is pro-Japanese, and your father is the one who sold out the independence activist teachers to get a job.’
But when I say this in a situation where I am cornered, it can only be a compliment to my enemy.
“I wish I could avoid gambling with my children based on instinctive feelings, but…”
If we continue to use the tactic of directly resisting the enemy, our mercenary corps will suffer enormous damage and be forced to retreat.
In this case, our performance and the fact that we faced an enemy many times our size.
This will be an excuse that anyone can understand, so even if we retreat, the reputation of the mercenary corps will not be damaged.
‘Even if we retreat, many people will die anyway, so we must fight hard until the end.’
“Otto! Captain Otto! “Are you alive?”
That guy Otto answered.
“Yes, boss!”
“You should command the vanguard yourself for a while! “If you don’t give me idiotic orders, I’ll take responsibility for any consequences, so just hang in there for a moment!”
“Please leave it to me!”
After leaving Otto in charge of the vanguard for a while, I immediately retreated and went to find Hilde.
“Hilde, if we continue like this, we too will be in danger. “You know, right?”
Hilde closed her mouth and nodded her head at my words.
“But to push so many troops into the vanguard when Baron Alba has lost quite a few soldiers. “It means that the sides and back are virtually empty.”
“Are you saying we will attack in a detour with a small number of elites?”
“There is no other answer than that. Follow me.”
“Yes, my lord. “I will trust and follow you.”
After bringing Hilde in, I went to the rear to find the assault troopers who were complaining that they were itching to die.
As I approached with an urgent expression, the corners of their mouths went up.
“…… Ha, Captain. Is it time for us to step forward?”
A cheeky smile, and the fact that everyone else is on the verge of collapsing from exhaustion, and then stretching out, is extremely arrogant.
In terms of combat ability, the less than twenty people here are elites of platoon leader level or higher who know how to use Aurors.
Of course, among these, there are strong people who have overcome the expert barrier.
“I’m going to catch Baron Alba. “Follow me, the most dangerous battlefield awaits you.”
To put it nicely, I was saying that I was going to a dangerous battlefield, but to be honest, I was saying that I was going to a battlefield that would be perfect for fighting, and when they heard that, their faces were full of smiles.
I now took the best of our mercenary army, including Hilde, and began to make a sharp return to the 3 o’clock direction.
“I’m going to stab the enemy’s empty flank and capture Baron Alba!”
The guys in the vanguard were so busy waging a bloody, fierce battle that they didn’t see us, but the scouts and other enemies quickly discovered us.
“The enemy! “The enemy is trying to penetrate to our left!”
At the same time as those words were spoken, a whistle sounded, revealing our location and identity.
“What are they going to do?”
The ‘enemy’s left side’, which we were targeting in large rotations, was in very good condition as it was sparse, if not empty, and would be fully effective if we penetrated properly.
‘Volunteers? ‘I’ve pinned everything on the vanguard, will you come?’
“I, Martin Mayer, the mercenary leader of the Whitebeard Mercenaries, stand at the forefront!”
At the same time as I said those words, I squeezed the Aura from all over my body with the determination to face the odds.
I decided to use the flame sword, a secret skill that can only be used by expert or higher level swordsmen, which is rarely used because its efficiency is not very good.
A little while ago, when showing off in front of enemies, I went in the direction of emitting large flames because the ‘appearance’ was important, but now I focused on cutting down the enemy and spewed out flames as small but hot as possible.
“Get out of here, you crazy bastards!”
Blue flames flicker and cut down the enemy with a flaming sword.
Then, the flames surrounding the sword seemed to have instantly cooked the enemy soldier’s cut, so unlike normal cases, blood did not splatter.
Instead, an unpleasant smell and smoke came up, as if someone had been roasted on fire.
“Keep pushing!”
Meanwhile, Baron Alba seemed to be an idiot, as he continued to sound drums and trumpets around him.
“f*ck, among the bastards in the vanguard, those who have more time to spare are turning around… Ugh…”
While killing the man who was shouting like that, I ran towards Baron Alba like a bullet that flies without notice when fired.
“Chase me with evil! “This is the assault force you chose!”
If I had some free time, I would have said something like, ‘Don’t be crazy.’, But right now, I don’t have time to exchange puns, so… I didn’t get any response.
However, perhaps because we have gathered only those who can be said to be the best of our mercenary force, these guys are like grain being harvested through a thresher.
“Ugh, sh*t!”
“Behind the fire-breathing madman, the other bastards are also monsters!”
“Let’s connect as much as possible with the driver as the center…”
They completely lost their lives.
Among these, Hilde was by far the most unique. She held a spear and killed two or at most three people while others killed one.
At this level, the speed of killing minor soldiers is almost the same as mine…
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‘This is due to the characteristics of the weapon, so it can’t be helped.’
Unlike a sword that requires swinging or changing posture to kill an enemy, a short spear specializes only in stabbing but has a much faster attack speed.
“If you don’t want to die, surrender!”
In an attempt to kill Hilde, a man who looked like an enemy mercenary leader ran towards Hilde with a great sword…
“Die, you b*tch!”
Hilde slashed a hole in the mercenary leader’s neck faster than he could swing his great sword.
“It was you who died.”
Lucia and Karin are very helpful, but Hilde is truly amazing…
Feeling those feelings, we soon reached the main base where Baron Alba was located.
The Baron knew that he should not be captured, so he was ready to run away.
The knights under his command blocked my path.
“Assault troop! “Kill those human wall bastards!”
The guys organized into the assault group followed my instructions and began dealing with the knights who blocked my path.
“Hey driver, let’s have some fun with me!”
“You’re so noisy!”
As we fought each other with swords, a space was created between Baron Alba and me.
‘Quick as a cheetah, catching it in an instant.’
I took advantage of this opportunity and flew as fast as I could.
Every time I take a step, I can easily move at least 2 to 3 meters, and in front of me, as if a car is running…
An enormous headwind blew.
“Where are you going? “Baron!”
The moment I said that, I succeeded in grabbing the back of the Baron’s armor.
“Baron, you are a knight in name and character, so why are you running away?”
“It’s noisy, you guy!”
Perhaps because he knew he wouldn’t die, Baron Alba pulled out his sword and tried to stab me from behind…
I kicked the back of his knee, knocked him down, and then pointed the sword at his neck.
“If you don’t surrender, you will die.”
Baron Alba gritted his teeth at my words, gave a helpless look, and then said:
“Surrender, surrender!”
At those words, not only the regular soldiers under Baron Alba, but even the mercenaries under his command laid down their weapons one by one.
“Surrender, surrender! “f*ck!”
…
“The Whitebeard mercenaries destroyed one mercenary company and defeated a unit of about 600 people under Baron Alba. Now get ready to report that you are exhausted and are going to rest. “Send a retreat signal!”
Then, about 10 minutes later, we received a signal that it was okay to retreat, and we retreated safely.
“This is a battle between 160,000 men from both armies, and there is no end in sight…”