223 – Breg River Surprise Battle (6)
When I designated to cut off the Baron’s head, one of the knights around him reacted first.
“Protect Baron Saltz!”
The knight who gave that order jumped in front of Baron Salz and pointed his sword at me.
Other knights and soldiers nearby also hurriedly began to run around Baron Salz.
“Protect the Baron!”
“Gather here!”
“Brown barley mercenaries!”
I don’t know if they were knights or serf conscripts, but the mercenaries were blind to plunder, so I thought they wouldn’t listen to the instructions to protect the baron.
I never thought he would come running as soon as the order to save a baron was given.
I think this is going to be a little more complicated than I thought.
Okay, then what should we do?
Should I take the risk and cut down that Baron Saltz, or wait just one more minute until the guys behind me join me?
When I was contemplating for a moment about killing the people standing in my way, Hilde behind me stopped me.
“Master! It’s dangerous! Please wait!”
It was risky, but since we were attacking an enemy force of over 15,000 with 4,000 men, we were taking a gamble that could equally result in our deaths.
Besides, if I shrink here to protect myself…
“Emily! “Emily!”
The morale of those fighting behind us with a spear and a scythe made of cheap iron will drop, and we will ultimately be defeated.
If you lose this battle, even if you survive, it will be impossible to start as a mercenary again and make a comeback like you did now…
“Hilde, follow me! “Other guys follow along as best as they can!”
Anyway, you have to jump into the crowd of knights and soldiers over there.
If I have to gamble with my life, it is safer to dig in when there are at least one less person and the defensive formation is weak.
Also, the guys behind me are the guys who risked their lives fighting with me on that dangerous battlefield in Montmartre…
Even if I run a little crazy, you will definitely follow along, right?
“Baron Saltz, give me your head!”
As soon as I made my decision, I swung my sword at the knight who was aiming his sword at me.
“Die!”
He blocked my sword, and the guys behind him and around him attacked my side.
Cowardly bastards attack with various weapons such as swords, short spears, two-handed axes, battle hammers, etc.
In a war, you have to have no conscience to win, so I have no intention of criticizing them.
But, isn’t it too simplistic to think that you can kill me with just that amount of effort…?
“There is no way!”
I kicked the guy who blocked the sword and pushed him away.
“Ugh!”
When the pushed guy’s posture collapsed and his formation shook slightly, he cut the head of the guy who looked the weakest to create an opening.
When one guy died, the formation dispersed, and most of their attacks only split the air.
“What the f*ck?”
As the embarrassed men tried to come to their senses, they were cut down one by one, and before they knew it, the wall surrounding Baron Salz had become much thinner.
They say that the journey of a thousand miles begins with one step, and it seems that if you kill each and every one of them, a path will somehow form.
Then Hilde followed behind, dragging other guys with her.
“My lord, cover Baron Cologne!”
The guys behind me answered with curses mixed in.
“f*ck you, Baron Cologne!”
“Isn’t this really too much?”
“Close your mouth and follow along!”
It is touching to see that I, the Baron, trust these guys, and they trust me and fight.
Of course, no matter what the process is, if it fails, it is obvious that everyone will die without any meaning.
We must cut off Baron Salz’s head at all costs.
“Thanks for following along!”
As the flow turned this way, the knights around Baron Salz began to beg in anxious voices.
“Baron, run away!”
As soon as he said those words, the Baron immediately turned his back and ran to the rear.
“Please!”
In movies and dramas, people who run away when told to do so are portrayed as cowards or bad guys, but that’s true.
Why? If a noble such as a baron escapes or is captured, not only will the morale of the soldiers drop, but it will also raise the morale of the enemy army to the sky.
If that happens, only the retainers who risked their lives for him because of his stubbornness will not be able to avoid death.
Of course, I am filled with anger after being treated like this.
“Baron Salz, you coward!!! Fight fair and square!”
If that bastard succeeds in escaping alive, Baron Salz will gnash his teeth and rally his remaining forces to resist our allies.
The longer the resistance, the more disadvantageous the allies are.
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No matter how many times I think about it, it’s not enough…
This is a crazy act of using a small number of troops to surround a large number of enemies.
I am in debt with all my assets, so I am selling short, and if I fail here, Hilde, Lucia, and Karin…
No one can avoid falling into misery.
“f*ck, stand there!”
Even though the baron’s honor, which was more important than life as a nobleman, was mocked and criticized, the baron’s steps did not slow down at all.
On the contrary, it only got faster, and the knights and commanders threatened the soldiers under them with swords.
“Die for Baron Salz!”
It is a threat that if you die for Baron Salz, your family will live, and if you do not die for Baron Salz, your family will also be killed.
In fact, it is worse than someone holding a knife and threatening you.
But the effect was very clear.
The serf soldiers began to tremble and resist me, pointing their spears at me.
“Sigh!”
Even if there were a whole wagon, or even a hundred, of those guys with their abusive language, they couldn’t kill just one of me.
However, if you cut down and kill each person one by one, it takes time.
The knights and soldiers in charge of commanders know this and are deploying that division to protect one baron.
However, they did not just let their men die, and even threw their own bodies to stop me.
“Die! Baron Cologne!”
Compared to the knights and commanders who died first, their skills were lacking.
But they tried their best to stop me somehow.
“f*ck, I can’t send it!!!”
However, the speed at which I cut down one or two people was faster than the speed at which they rushed to stop me.
In the end, he couldn’t overcome the momentum of us running together to capture me, or more accurately, the Baron.
“f*ck you, protect the Baron!”
At those words, the other knights, commanders, and the soldiers they were threatening with swords began to run.
“Protect the Baron!!”
Even though I run so hard, it won’t be easy for them to follow my running, which has reached the expert intermediate level.
“Please take care of my back!”
I didn’t listen to the answer and kicked the ground.
“Follow Baron Cologne! “f*ck!”
With just one short word, we already understand each other…
“Baron Salz, stand there!!”
Even when kids play hide and seek, there are no idiots who actually stand when told to stand.
Who would stand on a battlefield where their own life, or even the lives of thousands of soldiers under their command, were at stake?
Baron Salz started running even faster.
I worked even harder to the point where I couldn’t even say if I would stand.
However, there was an unbridgeable gap between me and Baron Saltz, who had barely awakened his Aura, and of course our running speeds were different.
“f*ck, I got it.”
I was eventually able to grab the guy’s neck with my left hand.
“Ugh!”
I never thought I’d be so surprised even though I haven’t even stabbed or hit him with a knife yet.
And when the Baron was caught, the people around him screamed.
“f*ck!! “The Baron has been caught!”
“Hurry!!!”
“Why the hell are you in such a hurry? “Run away!”
There were a variety of reactions, but what I had to do was fixed.
Rather than capturing Baron Saltz alive, cut off his head to raise the morale of the allies.
And it drastically lowers the enemy’s morale.
“Baron Salz, do you have any last words?”
“No! “Kill it!”
I swung my sword and cut off the guy’s head.
In a typical battlefield, although civilians are massacred, there are no cases of intentionally killing nobles above baron…
This is a civil war, the worst war, so this is possible.
The baron’s head that even an ordinary soldier, or perhaps even a sword master, could not cut off even once.
However, the blood flowing from his neck was not particularly blue as the nobles said.
Red blood is pouring out, and his eyes and mouth are still blinking.
“I, Baron Martin von Cologne, have killed Baron Salz, a vassal of the Count Hansa!”
They are blind to the thought of committing war crimes such as plunder, murder, rape, and slave trading.
Of course, the serf soldiers and third-rate mercenaries saw this and began to run away.
“f*ck, what’s the use when the Baron is gone!”
“I’m leaving my weapon behind, so save me!”
“What’s the use if it falls off?”
I signaled with my hand to let go in moderation.
Then the guys threw away their weapons and started running away.
I wanted the entire army to run away, but only a small portion of them ran away.
But one thing is certain… Their command system has been twisted, and the morale of our troops has risen tremendously.
And then there appeared those who could not bear to watch this situation.
“Kill Baron Cologne!”