222 – Breg River Surprise Battle (5)
Count Hansa could not control his heated body.
“Cross the Breg River! “Anyone who cuts off Baron Maurer’s head will be rewarded with a huge amount of money and a fiefdom, regardless of their status!”
If you just hear the word, you might mistake it for an order to stand at the forefront and cut down enemies, but unless you are a crazy person, you won’t stand at the front.
No, strictly speaking, it is customary for nobles above baron level to not stand in the vanguard of swordsmen below expert level.
“Forward! Charge forward! “It’s time to decapitate that damned Baron Maurer!”
However, he was blinded by the expectation that he could become the winner of the first battle fought by the Second Prince’s faction if he could just cross the Bregg River in front of him.
“I will personally encourage the soldiers at the forefront!”
The Count moved near the vanguard, where his loyal knights and soldiers were fighting and shedding blood.
He charged without sparing his life to break through the earthen wall built by wizards on the riverside.
“You puppets of the Maurer family, die!”
The soldiers of the Baron Maurer family behind the earthen wall fiercely resisted, brandishing their weapons to prevent them from climbing up.
Some people even saw these crazy people talking about plunder and rape, as in the speech made by Martin, who became a Baron.
“I will never let you touch Sophia!”
Even when every bone in his body was broken by the mace and he was bleeding profusely, he resisted and killed his enemy until the end.
Because of this, more sacrifices were made in the process of crossing the river than Count Hansa had expected…
The morale of the mercenaries and serf soldiers under his command, who were blinded by looting, rape, and arson, did not drop at all.
This is because the commanders, mercenary captains, and knights who commanded them came forward to affirm and fuel their desires.
“The Count gave me permission to do whatever I wanted as long as I killed those bastards!”
He was taken out unfairly, but he can change his fortune by selling a few serfs as slaves.
So the serfs who were dragged out anyway and the mercenaries who had signed contracts at a low price joined forces and trampled on the bodies of their comrades and went out to attack.
“f*ck, it’s s*x!”
“Charge forward!”
“Let’s change the eight characters!”
And in the end, even Dalton, who became the Baron of the Barony of Maurer, had to take up the sword and personally stand on the front lines.
“I, Dalton, will fight with you!”
As Dalton encouraged Baron Maurer’s soldiers by personally cutting down the enemy, the flow of the battlefield momentarily turned towards Baron Maurer’s army.
“The Baron fights with us!”
“Let’s protect our families!”
“If we’re going to live in misery, let’s die here!”
Count Hansa, who saw this, clicked his tongue and gave an order.
“Holy sh*t! Cut off the head of that lowly bastard who calls himself a baron! Bring in all your troops and cross the river! “Cross the river!”
The death of mercenaries did not matter to the count, but most of the soldiers dying now are serfs who were brought from the estate to the old place.
The more they die, the less taxes they can collect from their territory in the future…
The serfs who returned alive would testify that they only fought against 5,000 people, so they had to capture Dalton as quickly as possible and achieve victory.
“Raft, float more rafts!”
After hearing the order, they hurriedly launched more rafts into the river and poured in more troops.
Then, when Baron Maurer’s army, which had gained momentum due to Dalton’s participation in the war, was about to collapse.
A messenger came running, desperately calling Count Hansa’s name.
“Count Hansa! Count Hansa!”
As soon as the messenger came near the count, he opened his mouth without even giving a signal to speak.
“Something big, something big happened. “The enemy is now, the enemy is from behind, from the rear!!!”
“Calm down and talk!”
“A large enemy army has appeared in the rear! Estimated number around 20,000! “There are 5,000 more than our troops!”
The Count’s face, who had been smiling just now, crumpled, and he grabbed the messenger by the collar.
It was ridiculous to see a high-ranking person making a big fuss over an insignificant messenger, and it was something that brought down his dignity…
“f*ck! “f*ck!”
The count, who was in a situation where he could lose in an instant in a war he thought he had just won, felt the back of his neck being pulled.
“What is the current status of our troops?”
“We can’t even properly respond to the sudden surprise attack.”
The Count was worried.
The question is whether to mobilize all remaining troops to intercept the 20,000 enemy army, or to disperse the troops and secure the other side of the river while blocking the large army pushing in from behind.
In either case, it was the worst move for the earl, almost like a swindler.
After thinking about whether one of the two might be a better choice, I gave the order.
“If we do our best to intercept the enemy in the rear, Baron Maurer on the other side of the river will attack our troops.”
Anyway, you have to deal with Baron Maurer’s army on the other side of the river in front of you and a large army of over 20,000 in the back at the same time.
So, Count Hansa thought it would be better to defeat the 5,000 baron army that had already captured almost all of it.
“So, I will entrust Viscount Lübeck with 8,000 troops, including the troops of Baron Salz, Baron Ratze, and Baron Schvern. “Tell them to hold out until we return after beheading Baron Maurer!”
“Yes, I understand.”
After giving the order and his messenger leaving, the count sat down.
He gave orders as best as he could, but…
“f*ck you, Deus. “Isn’t this too much?”
If you hear a story that your army’s morale is already low and the rear is picked, the army that is difficult to control becomes even more difficult to control.
Then the serfs and the mercenaries who managed to drag them in will also try to escape…
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“How can you do this when you have invested all of our family’s wealth?”
However, it was not only the Hanseatic Counts who invested their entire fortune in this civil war, but also everyone in the Rhine-Palatinate Empire.
Moreover, what kind of god would take the side of humans who want to invade someone else’s land, rape women, and sell them into slavery?
And the Count laughed for a moment like a madman and gave orders.
Because I couldn’t let everything go like this.
“Reorganize our posture! Except for the troops in the vanguard, all those not under Viscount Lübeck’s command should reorganize their camp!”
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Even if I succeeded in completely outwitting the enemy, the number of soldiers I lead is only 4,000.
In other words, no matter how hard you try to do something.
No, you can’t annihilate the enemies unless one person does at least four people’s work…
In various places, commanders of units that had not yet been directly attacked by our troops began running around here and there.
They pretended to swing their weapons at the soldiers under their command.
“Come to your senses!”
With those words, the unit a short distance away gradually began to return to order.
The guys who were running in all directions, trying to time their escape, began to follow their instincts and secretly join the unit.
“If I jump, I’ll die, right?”
The senior officers in charge of the role of non-commissioned officers consoled and comforted the new recruits who had just returned.
“f*ck, if you don’t come to your senses, I’ll kill you by piercing you with a spear from your mouth to your butt!”
However, although order is being restored, they still do not have a proper formation.
We had to delay their escape from this chaos as much as possible.
No, if I want them to collapse like this…
“Hilde! Auto! Gather them all together! “We’ll break through like this!”
As if to make it hurt by hitting them even more, I have to cut off the heads of the high-ranking people who are already so confused and unable to come to their senses.
And then, in front of me, a rather capable-looking baron caught my eye.
“The number of enemies is not that large! Everyone unite! Count Hansa will send reinforcements soon!”
He didn’t come out to the front and encourage the soldiers because he wasn’t confident in his sword skills…
He was clearing up the chaos by going around holding a flag that symbolized himself.
“The enemy numbers only a few thousand at most, and we number 15,000! “Don’t panic!”
If you just listen to the speaking voice, it sounds quite attractive.
But if he realized that we were only down to about 4,000 at most, he would immediately go on the offensive.
He is probably lying to reassure the soldiers.
“Is it pretty?”
So I have to kill that bastard.
As I was giggling right in front of my eyes…
“Hilde, follow me!”
I ran straight out without even hearing her answer.
Hilde answered late.
“Master, please wait!”
With her, I ran straight to where the Baron was.
Lord, I will send one person first.
“Just stick your neck out there and wait!!”