Quit being a knight and become a mercenary

91 – Battle of the Plain of the Seine (3)

When I gave the order, the men belonging to Martin’s Centurion formed a square and aimed at the spears they were holding rather than stabbing the enemy directly.

When the enemy tried to stab them with a spear, they struck it down with their own spear that was about 4 meters long.

Most of the enemy soldiers knew that if they missed the spear or lost their balance, they would die immediately, so they tried to hold on at any cost.

As the spear-throwing attacks continued, a poor man emerged from among the Montmartre soldiers who made the mistake of missing the spear.

“Ugh, sh*t! “My spear!”

And soon, such a person could not avoid being stabbed by another mercenary’s spear.

“Die! “You bastards of Montmartre slugs!”

It may seem like a very boring fight from afar, but for me, who is leading this fight, this is the most blood-draining moment.

Because if just one small gap appears here, it could soon become a wound that could annihilate our entire hundred people.

‘I don’t know if it’s a master who can deal with hundreds of people at once, but it’s too much for me, an expert…’

Furthermore, unless the enemy is a fool, if there is a crack and it starts to collapse, they will immediately bring out the main force or someone like me who uses a sword.

In other words, if you collapse here, everything could end in one hit, so you have to lead this seemingly boring battle well in the beginning.

The platoon commanders and platoon commanders knew this well, so they harshly scolded the soldiers.

“Don’t hesitate, hit and stab! “If you’re scared for no reason, you’ll die!”

“If you want to change your life, fight with your life!” “If we lose here anyway, it’s the end for all of us!”

“f*ck, die here or fight!”

As the urging and urging continued, the soldiers followed the instructions of their superiors and struck and stabbed the enemy’s spear poles to the death.

I also thought about joining in and applying.

‘A centurion commander and above are commanders, so you should step in when the time is right.’

It is not a very good choice to step forward and lose strength from the beginning.

As if to prove that, the Montmartre guys in front of us are at most platoon leader level guys and are looking for an opportunity by holding out their spears and moving forward a little.

High-ranking people do not even show any signs of taking action yet.

“Damn you bastards, how long are you going to keep acting unmanly like this?”

It must have only been about 10 minutes since we engaged in close combat with the Montmartre guys in the war, but now I feel like I’ve been like this for an hour.

In this case, I felt more at ease when I stabbed myself without thinking and cut myself down with a sword and ran wild in the enemy camp.

Is this why they say that when the body is tired, the head is comfortable, and when the head is tired, the body is comfortable?

While the tension continued, a loud shout was suddenly heard from the enemy camp.

“Leonhardt, the platoon leader of the Black Lily Mercenaries, is leaving! “Everyone get out of the way, I’ll take care of all the centurions here!”

When he turned his head that way, the guy who said he was Leonhard raised his sword with both hands and swung his sword.

The blue auror fog that symbolizes an auror expert was not visible, but as expected of a platoon leader, he can use aurors at least.

He cut down our soldiers while displaying tremendous power that cannot be exerted by an ordinary person.

“Ugh, sh*t!”

“Someone stop that bastard!”

“Large spear! Put down the pole! “Keep them in check with your spear!”

Leonhardt laughed as he slaughtered our centurion soldiers as if cutting through water.

“Why are you mercenaries so weak? “How can you even lift a knife if you’re this weak?”

As the guy continued to be active, the Montmartre guys also started to slowly gain momentum.

“Follow Platoon Commander Leonhard!”

“Kill the Rhine-Palatinate mercenaries like this!”

“Knock them out with this momentum!” Go to the end!”

I don’t know if it’s a black lily or a black white cloud, but if they keep gaining momentum like this, we’ll lose control of the flow…

Is it time for me to step forward?

“Get out of the way, I’m going to chop that bastard up.”

With that said, I was about to cut off Leonhard’s head myself.

“Century Martin, I will kill that guy.”

Karin smiled, raising one corner of her mouth, and grabbed my shoulder to stop me.

She began to put her magic power into the bow I gave her, and gradually that magic power turned into a strong wind and began to blow around her.

“I will kill you with one hit.”

Just like that, Karin put an arrow on her bowstring and focused her gaze on the gap in the guy’s armor.

At some point, the wind began to gather around the arrowhead so clearly that I could see it, and she let go of the bowstring.

The arrow flew toward the guy with the wind wrapped around it.

Leonhard swung his sword to block the arrow, but the arrow flew much faster than the speed at which he swung it.

“Knock.”

Blood spurted out from Leonhard’s neck.

The man lost his life as he fell forward, his hands fluttering in the air.

The black lilies who were following him were momentarily speechless with their mouths wide open, and soon they all had expressions filled with despair.

“I can’t believe the platoon leader died with one arrow.”

“What the f*ck! “There is no time to be sad, hurry up and get ready!”

“The enemies are coming soon! “The enemies are coming soon!”

As soon as Karin saw him dead, she immediately shot the soldiers around him with arrows.

Then, as the Black Lily mercenaries died one by one, the gap near the place where the enemy platoon leader died gradually grew larger.

‘Should I go in now?’

“Otto! Platoon leader Otto!”

Otto responded immediately, as if he had been waiting for my words.

“Yes, Centurion!”

“I will stand in the vanguard and tear down all the bastards, whether they are black lilies or fools, so please follow me.”

When Otto told me I was going out like this, his eyes lit up and he nodded.

“Please just leave it to me.”

After saying that, my eyes caught the image of the entire mercenary army in front of me.

Until I was a platoon leader, when an order was given, it was enough for me to dig in like an awl to the area that seemed weakest and have my kids follow along afterwards.

Nowadays, if you only move with that level of insight and thought, it will be a waste of money.

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I have to think about the size of the unit in front of me, where to attack and how to act before moving.

After thinking for a while, the plan I came up with was to take advantage of the gap left by the death of the platoon leader in front.

It would be best to split the troops and strike to the left of those mercenaries.

“Attention Martin Baekbaeng!”

Those who could afford to listen to me pricked up their ears.

“From now on, I will lead two platoons, stand at the vanguard, and directly attack the enemy platoon leader who was hit by an arrow. The remaining 3rd platoon should attack the left, and the 4th platoon should guard the rear with Otto!”

A tactic of attacking both the front and the sides at the same time.

It is the most classic hammer and anvil strategy, but what kind of person can handle it if you hit both the left and the front at the same time?

The military, of course, cannot handle it either.

“1St and 2nd platoons, follow me!”

“Shouldn’t we report to Captain Dalton?”

“I want to do that too, but I don’t have time right now! First, let’s kill those bastards and then help the captain who is fighting next to us!”

It hurts my heart to cut off the guy who made a reasonable point to my opinion, but in a war like this, if you miss the ‘just one moment’ timing.

In return, he may suffer a catastrophic loss of his fellow soldiers.

‘If this is the time, you should risk your life. Otherwise, it’s the end.’

When I drew my sword, cut through the allies, and moved forward, all of the men under my command cheered.

“Crazy dog, Centurion Martin has arrived!”

“Are we finally going to give these damn guys a shot?”

“Century Martin has arrived!”

Instead of responding to what they said, I shrugged my shoulders.

Then, holding the sword with both hands, we thought about how our hundred troops could move to kill them most rationally and stably.

I circulated the aura throughout my body and brought out my full strength.

And then the guy I was going to kill right now caught my eye.

A guy wearing chain armor all over his body, carrying a decent-looking weapon, and giving instructions to those around him.

“Everyone, unite, just wait a little while, and the unit commander or other high-ranking people will come and do something!”

If the person who manages the people around him, like the manager of a company like that, loses his temper, the people below him are instantly dumbfounded.

“First, let’s kill the guy wearing armor that comes out of there.”

With that determination solidified, I immediately kicked the ground hard with my foot and moved forward.

When I launched my body like an arrow, the guy I was targeting immediately raised his weapon towards me and started to keep me in check.

“What a piece of sh*t…”

However, that check was not very dangerous to me.

Because before he could even swing his sword, my sword cut off his head.

At the same time, the formation of the black lilies shook slightly, and the soldiers under my command also began to move according to orders.

100 People, although it seems like a very small number…

At this level, I will be able to perform well enough to clearly highlight my value.