Quit being a knight and become a mercenary

148 – Battle of the Abe River (6)

There is a saying that even if you are dragged into a tiger’s den, you will survive as long as you come to your senses.

Of course, if you were dragged into a den full of real tigers, the chances of you surviving even if you came to your senses and reacted were extremely low…

‘If you put this the opposite way, if you throw them into a tiger’s den and make them lose their senses, they will all die, right?’

And now, these crazy people are dying kindly, mistaking us, who are only 300 strong, for an army of thousands…

‘I’m going to have to keep beating you so hard that you won’t be able to come to your senses, right?’

“Kill them all!”

After saying that, I swung my sword with all my might and walked toward the guy behind him who was struggling to restore the morale of his distraught subordinates.

“Get out of the way, you bastards!”

Every time my silver-shining sword swung once, at most one or two enemy soldiers were doomed to the point where they could no longer fight.

Among the people running towards me, there are some who fall down and die while shouting for help.

“Ugh!”

Some people were unlucky enough to have an arm or a leg cut off and died in pain over a long period of time.

“Help me, no, kill me! “Ugh!”

I was able to move forward at a fairly fast speed as I diligently cut down those who kept attacking me and those who were just standing still.

‘Are the other guys doing well?’

While moving forward, cutting down the enemy, I turned my gaze to my nearby allies.

“Blame your boss for having a fool like Baron Maurer as your superior!”

“You poor bastards, it’s easier when you die!”

“I will kill every single one of you!”

The Whitebeard mercenary soldiers were riding the momentum of their successful surprise attack and killing the enemy soldiers as if they were melting them down.

The morale of our troops appears to be very high, and the soldiers under the Baron also seem to have begun to move to respond in an organized manner.

The leaders, including the leader of the Ten, are leading by example by raising their voices.

“You can’t run away anyway! Just fight to the death!”

Some platoon leaders raised their swords and stabbed those who were afraid to run away.

“If you hesitate, you will die by my hands! If you want to live, kill those bastards!”

It seems like the army is trying to become more like an army as even high-ranking people like knights and mercenary commanders are slowly coming to their senses and stepping forward one by one… Do you think they’ll let that happen?

“As expected, I have to kill the knights commanding those bastards one by one.”

By killing the commanders one by one, we will be able to prevent them from coming to their senses as much as possible.

‘No matter how much momentum we have, the enemy is more than three times our size. ‘Once you come to your senses, it’s over.’

I took a deep breath and circulated the aura throughout my body.

As the auror was activated, I felt the fatigue accumulated in my body slowly dissipate, and my mind began to become clearer.

Then I thought about why I had to win this war.

A stepping stone to send me further upward, and to repay the trust of our white people who believe in me and follow me.

Proving my strength and ability to Karin and Lucia…

‘To obtain a victory that would be my last chance to get my hands on Hilde Baumann.’

After renewing my resolve, I chased after the knight inside the enemy camp with my eyes.

“If I go a little further, I can cut your head, right?”

The day I feel like it is market day, and the day I decide to kill that guy becomes his memorial day.

In the past, you would fight by throwing your body like an arrow and quickly passing through the enemy, as if assassinating your ‘target’ with a bullet…

Now, instead of doing that, I set a goal, moved quickly, and continued to swing my sword.

“Neck.”

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After shouting ‘head’, he took a step forward and blew off the enemy soldier’s head.

“Waist.”

While shouting ‘waist’, he took another step toward his target and cut off the waist of the enemy in front of him.

“Ugh!”

The guy who was cut off at the waist screamed and bled with his upper and lower body separated.

As if I was in a rhythm, I continued to move forward and slaughter the enemy.

Then I pointed my blood-covered sword at the knight a little distance away and shouted.

“If you are a knight of the Rhine-Palatinate Empire, don’t be afraid and fight me! “If you don’t want to see your men dying, cut off my head!”

Of course, if he fights with me, he won’t cut off my head, but rather the other way around…

If you are a knight who dies by honor and lives by honor, you have no choice but to challenge yourself no matter how limited your skills are compared to mine.

‘You can choose to be practical and just stab your own men in the air from behind and let them die.’

I don’t lose anything either way…

“Die, you son of a b*tch!”

No, if someone else is thinking hard and stepping in with a knife, it will be used…

“You are the one who loses.”

I dodged the mace aimed at my head by a margin of a piece of paper and swung my sword, killing the brave guy who tried to attack me.

And at that time, the guy who had been swinging his sword in the air as if leading from behind came out with his sword.

“I, Philip Baumkuchen, a low-ranking knight of the Baron Maurer family, will cut off your head! “Die, you coward!”

‘I am so thankful that you came to die kindly.’

Although he was a low-level knight, his attacks were quite fierce and sharp, as he was close to being an expert.

“You fight pretty well?”

What is it like to exchange dozens of sword strikes with a flying guy like that…

He was quite skilled, but perhaps because he had little experience in actual combat, he didn’t seem to know what to do when fighting someone who was better than him.

‘When fighting an opponent with greater skill, you have to take it easy and look for an opportunity.’

“Die, you bastard!”

He continued to attack quickly towards me, who was more skilled than him…

‘If I wait a little longer, there will be a gap.’

Even though I had limited skills, I continued to fight, taking all the attacks of the guy who was aggressively swinging at me.

Not long after, he tried to hit my neck with his sword, but ended up giving me an opening.

“No, no, what the f*ck?!”

As soon as I saw the gap, I immediately dug in and stabbed the guy’s neck with my sword.

“Knock, knock, knock.”

The blood vomited by a man with the unusual surname Philippe Baumkuchen got on my armor.

“Weak bastard. “Is this all it takes?”

As I taunted him, dozens of soldiers under his command lost their balance and began to shake violently.

Even senior officers at the rank of platoon commander became paralyzed and could not speak properly after seeing the ‘commander knight’ die.

“It’s okay even if the driver is dead! Form a defensive formation!”

As they became anxious, I immediately gave a command in a loud voice to my nearby allies.

“Even slugs have a knack for rolling, and even the idiots under Baron Maurer have a knack for coming together! Fight as a team of 3! “Show me the power of connection!”

The reason I gave this command was because my intuition told me that from now on, I couldn’t just push forward with force alone.

Everyone must have agreed with those words, as our soldiers around us repeated my orders exactly.

“Following Centurion Captain Martin’s orders, a group of three! Fight as a group of three!”

“If one person blocks the attack, two people lose in that gap!”

“Just do as trained, fight as a group of three!”

It may seem crazy to say out loud that you will fight as a team of three in front of the enemy, but why even say out loud that you will cheat at the gambling table?

Just as ordinary people cannot deal with fraud because they do not know who is using it and how, the soldiers under Baron Maurer will also not be able to respond to our tactics, so it is okay.

In fact, the guys who had already formed a trio followed the tactics I taught them and came close to breaking the enemy’s head.

One soldier blocks an enemy soldier’s attack and temporarily blocks his movement.

“The attack was blocked! “Go back!”

The two soldiers who went back joined forces to kill the soldier whose movements were blocked, and later moved quickly to prepare for an unexpected surprise attack.

An enemy who was bitten properly by a flawless movement lost his life on the spot.

With that change in pressure, we slowed down the rate at which we could eat away at Baron Maurer’s army…

The battle continued in a more stable manner than before, gradually reducing their numbers.

“Calmly kill them one by one! “I’ll stop it!”

“I will break that bastard’s head!”

“Leave the sides and front to me!”

After toying with Baron Maurer’s army for ten or twenty minutes, the fangs of our Whitebeard mercenaries gradually became less effective against the enemy.

‘If we continue like this, we will be bitten by them like a mouse bites a cat.’

“Raise the red flag!”

Red Flag, just a moment ago, the fast-flowing river and mercenary soldiers had been used to completely surround Baron Maurer’s army.

An order was given to open a part of the siege net.

If we continue like this, our mercenary unit could burst like a balloon full of air, so this is an unavoidable order.

And just in time, the soldiers under Baron Maurer, who were looking for a way to escape, saw the ‘hole in the siege’ and welcomed it very enthusiastically.

“f*ck, run over there!”

With those words, several enemy soldiers in front of me slowly retreated.

As I was calming the situation by deflating a balloon, I saw Sir Leon Carnester, whom I had ridiculed last time, approaching me while swinging his sword.

“I don’t know who you are or your name, but I will personally cut off your head!”

I responded to those words by snapping my fingers.

“This is Martin Mayer, the centurion commander of the Whitebeard Mercenaries. Please remember, sir.”