194 Toward the final duel
***[Marquis Hoven, grandfather]***
“Okay! Now, shoot!”
When the Marquis Hoven’s command went down, arrows were fired all at once.
An arrow that flew in a circular line was lodged in the steppe tribe’s horse.
But the steppes are really great.
Just before the bomb exploded, he jumped off his horse and escaped.
No, it’s not jumping, it’s flying at all.
“Are they even equipped with invisible wings? They look just like grasshoppers.”
Suddenly, while muttering, the aide shouted to the archers who were waiting.
“Splash arrows! Fire!”
Ten archers released their bows in unison.
Shotgun arrows don’t have to hit people.
People only need to be near where the arrows explode.
Rather, it would be difficult if the power of the shotgun was weakened by being hit by a person.
It is completely different from the arrows, which are important to shoot each one, but have the same shape.
Kkkkkkkkkkk.
Laughter leaked from his throat.
After all, grandson Oscar is amazing.
Even before this shotgun was invented.
He is a superior lord and a skillful nobleman than anyone else.
However, I couldn’t get rid of the feeling that I was a little timid.
He can’t drink alcohol, his face is so pretty, what to say, he’s amazing, but he lacks manliness.
Because of her lovely appearance, I sometimes doubted her.
The child was actually a girl, but he thought that the duke might be cheating on him.
Isn’t Oscar, who looks exactly like his daughter, a girl?
if so.
There was a time when I thought so and dreamed of stealing the child from the ducal family who had twisted the fate of the child and making her happy.
Although that imagination was beaten thoroughly from the bottom up by his wife and shattered.
The wife looked at him with foolish eyes, sighed deeply, and started with the words, “There can be no way the heir to the ducal family would be like that,” and broke his imagination by discussing each item one by one.
No, of course I know.
If a girl is nominated as the successor, Bernd will not stand still.
I’m not an idiot who can’t even think of that much.
But I can’t imagine.
The maternal grandfather was just daydreaming about being with his cute grandson for a while.
You don’t deserve to be treated like an idiot.
But that imagination quickly faded as Oscar grew up.
Seeing her becoming more manly, well, the fantasy of being a granddaughter naturally disappears.
But still, somehow, the pretty atmosphere remained, and there was a feeling that she was a little unmanly.
Compared to his great ability, he is somehow lacking in spirit, and he is also a bit timid.
However, after using the shot arrow myself, this time I wondered what was going on in the child’s head.
‘How far was he expecting?’
It is not simply because of the sense of fellowship that the injured cannot be left behind.
When a comrade in a fight gets injured and is left behind, even the bravest thinks it could happen to them too.
Suspicion grows in the group.
As a human being, it is unavoidable.
People’s psychology is all the same, so it must be the same for people in the kingdom and steppe tribes.
That is why a well-thought-out conductor will not leave a wounded person alone.
I wouldn’t know if I was injured enough to die.
So, the power of shotgun arrows is not strong enough to kill people.
It has only enough power to be unable to move when injured.
It is only strong enough to have an arm cut off or a leg fall off.
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Did Oscar think that far and make the shotgun?
‘No, it must be so.’
I heard that the power of the shotgun arrows was quite large at first.
So, it is said that he had a hard time controlling his power.
“…”
Oscar What scary thoughts does that kid have?
Maybe Oscar is using his appearance to hide his fearful side.
I really want to look into that head at least once.
I was lost in thought for a while watching the steppe warrior injured by the shotgun arrow, but the aide pulled him.
After a while, arrows flew.
It passes through a small hole in the castle wall and gets stuck in a bundle of bamboo standing right next to it.
My heart went cold.
“Even if the bamboo covers the hole, don’t be too careful.”
“That’s right. I’m sorry.”
After answering honestly, I took a step back, and the aide saw a square window on the wall.
The railing on the top of the castle wall has square holes drilled here and there.
It was made so that when the enemy came, he could shoot arrows while covering his body.
Normally, it would be fairly safe to shoot an arrow from within, but I couldn’t put my mind at ease against the steppes.
Rather, there is a possibility that the arrow hole itself becomes a target for the steppe tribes.
A superman capable of shooting an arrow through that narrow gap and hitting an archer is a steppe tribe.
So, on the outside of the castle, weaving bamboo was hung in clusters.
The bamboo outside hung like a curtain to prevent the location of the hole from being determined.
Because there are little gaps, you can see the outside from the wall, but the arrow holes are not easily visible in the field of view of the grassland tribes outside.
Still, as before, there is a guy who shoots a hole through the eyes, so the steppe people are really amazing.
To be honest, it was possible to shoot small holes from such a distance, even while preparing the bamboo curtains, I was worried.
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Do I have to do it this far?
If it hadn’t been for Oscar’s suggestion, I’d probably have snorted him for not being funny.
I believed in Oscar, who had succeeded in strange things so far, and I would have lost several excellent archers if I had not believed what he said.
good to believe
The aide muttered as he looked through the hole.
“The Duke is really amazing. If it weren’t for this bamboo curtain, several people would have died already.”
“hehehe. I’m sure it was.”
Following the aide’s gaze and looking at the bamboo through the hole, Marquis Hoven opened his mouth again.
“That child is my grandson.”
“…”
The aide looked at him with a dumbfounded face and smiled.
Several archers waiting for their turn nearby were also laughing.
“I know.”
After saying that, the aide looked away.
“But it’s a bit troublesome. Their number has been reduced considerably, but we haven’t been able to catch the captain.”
The Marquis Hoven’s face also darkened slightly.
Some soldiers died on this side as well.
Most of the deaths came from the first encounter with them, and several magicians were lost.
More than half is due to the enemy’s captain.
Although he seems young, he is quite strong and shoots well.
It seems that he is the only one who can accurately align the arrow holes.
Thanks to the shot arrows, more than half of the steppe tribes lost their horses.
Because there are many wounded there, they haven’t left this place yet on the third day.
Hitting and falling is fatal for the grassland tribe.
I thought they would call the rescuers, but for some reason, no one seems to have left the group.
At least, the sentry on our side never noticed it.
I wanted to be at this time, so I went out and fought yesterday, but the young leader of the grassland tribe ran amok as if mad, and withdrew to the castle.
‘What is it?’
The Marquis of Hoven crossed his arms and thought.
I have almost run out of shotguns now.
At first, the steppe tribes, who were embarrassed, did not approach the castle too closely when they learned the power of the shotgun arrows.
Even if they come, they shoot very quickly and run away.
At this rate, neither this side nor the other can move.
Besides, that captain seems somehow to be an important figure.
His skills were excellent, but the protection of the steppe warriors around him was unusual.
When you shoot an arrow from this side, you know it for some reason, but it felt like they were protecting him with their own bodies.
‘Maybe he’s the successor to the Silver Moon that Goruka talked about.’
I think again about what Goruka said.
Skill enough to shoot an arrow through the hole, facial features, and clothes unique to the tribe.
Marquis Hoven, who closed his eyes for a moment and thought, groaned and opened his eyes.
Intuition says.
That young bastard, I have to kill him now.
He may not be the heir to Chieftain Silvermoon, but he must be an important person anyway.
If you stand on the battlefield for a long time, you can feel the flow of war.
There was a time when you could see an opportunity for something to happen.
If that guy is the heir to the Silvermoon chief, he will definitely make a dent in the heart of the steppe chieftain.
It may make a flaw that prevents you from making good judgment at a critical moment.
“I’m leaving. I need to catch him.”
“Marquis!”
The color of the aide’s face changed as he stared at the Marquis.
He seems to have grasped the meaning behind the Marquis’ words.
Even if it becomes dangerous, this time I won’t retreat to the castle.
“When I go out and catch him, shoot the magic bomb arrow. I’ll lure him closer this way.”
“It’s not possible.”
I glance at the aide who speaks strongly.
The aide flinched at the Marquis’ eyes and shut his mouth.
The Marquis shrugged his shoulders and spoke softly so as not to be overheard by those around him.
“I think I’m mistaken, but I have no intention of dying. I’m prepared to give up an arm or a leg.”
“…”
I really have no intention of dying.
But even if it meant dying, I thought I should catch that young captain.
He should know that the Marquis is a high rank, and at least he won’t be able to come back safely.
The aide bit his lip.
“Is that necessary? You are safe here.”
Pulling the neck of the aide who asked quietly, the Marquis smiled and spoke softly.
“It’s a hunch. If he dies, there will be a gap in the steppes.”
Many times this intuition has won wars.
When the former Duke of Weiss proposed the marriage of both families, he accepted it even though he felt like he was going to die because he really hated it because of his intuition.
I felt I shouldn’t miss this.
If you reject his words, you will be standing on a completely separated ground from the previous duke.
As a result, the current Marquis of Hoven and the Duke of Weiss had a stronger connection than anyone else.
At that time, it was thanks to trusting intuition despite everyone’s opposition.
It was an intuition that saved himself and his family so many times.
It should have worked just fine this time too.
The young leader of the grassland tribes, we must kill him.
Besides, even without him, the Marquis family is fine.
The son raised as the heir has already established himself as a much better lord than himself, and the same goes for other children.
All were great.
I saw my cute grandson and grandson and daughter-in-law.
I want to see my great-grandchildren, but everyone dies, and finding out where they will die will remain a source of pride for future generations.
The Marquis shouted at the archers on the wall.
“These guys! We have to grind all the skills we’ve honed so far and send them off. Did you understand!”
“Yes! Marquis!”
The archers who were still young or inexperienced answered loudly without knowing anything.
However, the aged archers and aides did not look good as if they realized something.
But still, he answered loudly and patted the young people on the back.
With the soldiers staring at him from behind, Marquis Hoven descended the long, narrow steps of the castle wall.
When you arrive below, horses and soldiers are already waiting for you.
Most of them were old military officers.
Comrades who had been together for a long time were on horseback with large swords and shields.
All are heavily armed with armor from head to toe.
An aide brought a helmet and put it on the Marquis Hoven’s head.
Even horses that have lived together for a long time are covered in stylish armor.
The Marquis Hoven mounted his horse and lowered the front of his helmet to cover his face.
“Okay, let’s go.”
As Marquis Hoven spoke, the small side door of the castle gate opened.
“aaa!”
As loud shouts erupted from the mouth of the Marquis Hoven, bizarre shouts also erupted from the mouths of the military officers who were going out with them.
“Waaa!”
“Gaaa!”
Hmm, rather than a shout, isn’t it almost a riot?
The Marquis Hoven laughed inside the helmet, recalling a somewhat disjointed sentiment.
A fighting spirit that had not been felt until just a moment ago boiled over.
Even in battles so far, there were many times when I was prepared for death.
After I got older, I felt more responsible as a commander, but after a long, really long time, I feel like my blood is boiling.
hahahaha!
Laughing out loud involuntarily, Marquis Hoven ran towards the steppes warriors.
The steppe warriors who saw him also ran with strange shouts.
Arrows rained down from their hands, but arrows rained down like crazy for the Marquis Hoven from the top of the castle.
It is a huge number that cannot be compared with the previous one.
He really didn’t spare his arrows.
It seems that they are planning to shoot all the arrows at this moment.
The magic bomb arrows fell and exploded near the steppe warrior, and screams erupted from the enemy camp.
One of the soldiers running right next to the Marquis Hoven was hit by an arrow from the Steppe Tribe and fell off his horse.
It was also the arrow of the young captain.
The Marquis Hoven roared again and urged his words.