Quit being a knight and become a mercenary

149 – The Battle of the Abe River (7)

In dramas and movies, scenes of high-ranking people discussing their stories are portrayed very nicely.

A high-ranking person, such as the commander-in-chief of an army or a corps commander, personally takes on a powerful enemy that an ordinary soldier cannot handle with a sword.

The soldiers cheered as they watched the scene, expecting their commander-in-chief to cut off the head of the evil enemy general.

The commander-in-chief lives up to the expectations of his subordinates and risks his life to fight against a powerful enemy and ultimately achieve victory.

‘If you think about it again, it’s a really cool scene, but if you think about it carefully, this is what happens.’

To the extent that the commander-in-chief or core executive, the head and core brain of the military, must step forward and attempt to turn the tide of the war….

‘I had no choice but to step forward because the situation was messed up.’

The fact that Sir Leon Carnester, who is not the commander-in-chief but is the core force of the Baron Maurer family, stepped forward in person means that they have admitted that they have been pushed into a situation where they have no choice but to kill me and aim for a ‘turnaround’…

Now that they know that their army is on the verge of annihilation, they came out with the feeling of making a final bid for victory.

As soon as Leon saw me, he shouted loudly.

“Martin Mayer, you bastard! “Last time, he cowardly set up an ambush in the forest and carried out a surprise attack, and he even went so far as to say that mercenaries can be cowardly!”

“What do you mean? Whether you are a mercenary or a noble, fight and win even if it means being cowardly. “Isn’t that the duty of someone who goes to war, sir?”

Sir Leon could not really refute my words and his body trembled.

I added a few words and laughed.

“And look over there. “We are completely winning now, but I took pity on those who were dying under siege and opened a ‘hole’.”

I calmly pointed to where the hole had opened.

The soldiers in the direction my finger was pointing, regardless of whether they were mercenaries or regulars, were running out in a hurry to escape.

Among them, there was a leader of a small mercenary company that stood out, and he was running desperately holding a flag.

“f*ck, if you don’t want to die, run!”

It seems like regular soldiers, mercenaries, and serfs are all chasing after him.

“Drop your weapons! “If you hold a weapon, you could die!”

“I don’t think they even know that the siege has been breached?”

“What does it matter? If you want to live, run away first!”

We are unilaterally pounding away, but if you think about it with common sense, how could we not know that there is a hole in the siege?

You guys realize that you are cornered, and in a last-ditch effort, you are intentionally doing something like ‘letting the air out of an inflated balloon’ to stop them from attacking us.

In the process, those running away might notice that there are only about 300 of us.

It’s a battle they’re losing and they’re going to die anyway, so let’s make a last-ditch effort. If they go on a rampage, there’s a 70% chance that we, who have fewer numbers, will be annihilated, but the ones who run away will come back with a loyal heart and say, ‘The number of Whitebeard mercenaries’ ‘ is a minority.’ I think the probability of them coming to tell us is extremely low.

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If you focus on something, you become blind, and if you fall into fear, you can only see what is in front of you.

When Leon saw the scene, his anger poured out like fire.

“Not only can cowardly and disloyal mercenaries do that in a crisis like this, but even our regular soldiers and serfs dare to desert during an enemy battle! “I’ll chew your f*cking intestines and eat them!”

“It’s an honor, Sir. But I also have to win to win my lady’s heart.”

In order to completely win Hilde’s heart and loyalty, I must prove my worth, so here I must achieve a victory that goes beyond perfection.

“Lady? “The cowardly mercenary speaks like a knight!”

As soon as Leon finished speaking, the wind wrapped around his sword.

When Karin often blows wind around her arrow for sniping, the wind blowing around the arrow is… But the wind blowing around Leon’s sword is…

‘It feels like I’m seeing a small typhoon.’

If you look just above the handle of the sword, it looks like a small whirlpool has formed.

I think he’s planning to overturn this situation by killing me, the core of his attack, with his overwhelming power and skills. Where do you think they leave it like that?

Leon literally shot his body like a bullet and came toward me.

“Die, you son of a b*tch!”

“Would you die if I were like you?”

I swung my sword with all my might at the sword that was swinging at his neck…

‘f*ck, the sword will fly away because of the wind…’

Because of the wind that blew around Leon’s sword, it felt like he would lose his grip if he let his guard down for even a moment.

I avoided such a disaster by holding the hilt of the sword with all my might with both hands.

His sword, surrounded by the swirling wind, was incredibly heavy and heavy.

“Ugh!”

Leon Canester, the sword this gentleman is holding is not a very heavy sword, but it may be because of the weight and speed of the wind.

‘f*ck, is that guy swinging some kind of rebar?’

“What do you think, Martin Mayer?”

In this situation, I really don’t like the idea of mentioning my full name and scratching my insides.

“But what I’ve shown you is only the beginning, Martin!”

After saying that, Leon changed the nature and direction of the wind around the sword.

What had been blowing like a typhoon just a moment ago started blowing very strongly this time, matching the direction Leon was swinging.

Although the direction of the wind has changed, the strong wind has the power to blow away people, sometimes even buildings and castle walls.

The wind in Leon’s sword is making its weight and power increasingly stronger.

‘That bastard is just holding down my sword, damn it…’

I had no choice but to tilt the tip of my sword downward and somehow succeed in dodging his attack.

Leon took a step back and smiled at me.

“It’s pretty good. “It would be great to have a knight like you under my command.”

Isn’t that kind of praise the best ridicule in this situation?

He also said, ‘The one with poor skills will soon fall off his head and die, and that will be you. Because it’s something that openly declares, ‘Because you are beneath me.’

“Even though I look like this, I am the one who was even offered to be made a baron by Margrave Estelle. “How dare a high-ranking knight from the Baron family?”

“Stop talking nonsense, poor mercenary.”

Leon clicked his tongue and ran toward me, swinging his sword repeatedly.

Until just now, he was fighting with a tornado-like wind wrapped around his sword body, but now he has acknowledged me.

Rather than a seemingly cool show off, he began using his auras in a way that strengthened the power of the sword he was wielding.

“Die!”

When Leon’s sword is swung to the right, the wind blows to the right accordingly.

Even though it is not visible to the eye like a typhoon, the wind is strong enough to blow away ordinary soldiers just by the wind.

“Ugh, sh*t!”

No, actually, one of my soldiers was blown away by the wind flowing from the sword…

The power of the sword assisted by the wind was stronger than any sword I had ever encountered.

‘I feel like my arm is going to break every time I hit it.’

The guy’s attacks only became more and more intense, and when I thought, ‘Is this something called force majeure?’, I remembered the first time I dealt with old Auror Schmitz.

If I were to face him now, he would be a poor enemy that could be cut down with one sword, but for me at the time, he was a very daunting enemy.

But even then, you didn’t give up and fought until the end and succeeded in winning…

Then I remembered again the sword of Baron Ainz, who had reached the level of a sword master when he captured Count Beluga.

Ainz didn’t have a sword and things like wind, lightning, and fire like that guy right now…

‘Just from a distance, the attack seemed huge and heavy, like a tsunami. At the same time, it was very cold.’

And inside that sword was his life.

Heavy rock, patience as deep as the sea, and the effort honed to make up for it…

Then what is the life that I put into my sword?

Passion like fire, living as freely as the wind?

“Die, Martin Mayer!”

Sir Leon raised his sword directly at me and then slashed it.

The force of the wind blowing at an incredible speed first crushed my body, and the speed of the sword wrapped around the wind approached as fast as it reached the speed of sound.

I realized it amidst a roar that felt like it would split my ears.

‘My life here is like a flame that burns anything that stands in my way.’

Sometimes, when caught in the wind, it flies and spreads flames, burning all enemies in its path.

When the soldiers under my command lost their direction and wandered, I became a beacon that showed them the direction they should take…

The moment I came to that realization, a flame that seemed like it could burn anything was born in the sword I was holding.

‘Have you awakened?’

The reason why my thoughts are not delusional is that the sword I am holding is still burning brightly.

There was not a single soot not only on the body of the sword made of steel, but also on the handle…

The heat of the flame was transmitted through my armor.

“I guess it’s worth a try now.”

After muttering that, I deflected Leon’s fatal blow.