134 – Battle of Waine Plains (7)

When the soldiers pulled the trigger, the firefighters descended with a thud, and sparks flew right next to their faces.

After the sparks flew, black smoke with an acrid smell began to spread little by little.

And after a while, the gun pointed at the enemy fired bullets at the enemy, spitting out flames and a huge amount of black smoke.

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Moments later, the thunder of more than a thousand guns echoed across the plains of Waine.

The deafening noise and almost completely blinding smoke temporarily obscured the horrors of the enemy soldiers who had been hit by bullets.

However, the sound and smoke are only for a moment… After about 5 seconds, my sight and hearing returned to some degree, and only a truly ghastly sight remained in front of me.

Enemy mercenaries were well-dressed in iron armor, but the armor had already been pierced with holes like the perforated window paper in a hanok…

Inside it, throbbing blood gushed and soaked the weeds in the plain.

Also, there were holes a little larger than fingers on arms, legs, and faces that weren’t covered by armor, and some were hit in the eyes…

Where their eyes were supposed to be, only red blood was flowing out, not white eyes and pupils.

In the meantime, some lucky ones were not injured thanks to the low accuracy of the matchlock, but they had already peed their pants.

After a while, screams began to be heard among the enemy mercenaries.

“The arm… legs… There’s a hole… Even the iron armor… ”

“mom… mom… Dad… it hurts… I feel sick to death… ”

“Right now, I barely, barely lived… Thousands, the sound of thunder… As soon as the thunder sounded, all my comrades died… ”

“Ha ha ha, is this a war? Just a ranged weapon… Is it this strong that it’s not a catapult? Nonsense!! aaagh!”

But whether or not the enemy cried out, the matchlock regiment under Lieutenant Colonel Frost was ready for the next shot.

First, blue flags and drums echoed across the battlefield as Lieutenant Colonel Frost gave the order for the rear three rows to come forward.

Then, the soldiers who had fired their guns quickly picked up their guns and quickly started running to the rear.

At the same time, soldiers in the rear, wearing blue armbands, came out with matchlocks with rekindled wicks attached.

About 20 seconds until this point, and then all the soldiers pointed their guns at the enemy as they had trained again.

The enemies just started peeing and screaming, with no one reacting to the sight.

“surrender… Surrender! So please, just live!!!”

“aaa!!! I don’t want to die!!”

“Bastards!! You guys don’t even have a mother!!”

Surrounding those guys who shouted like that, there were living corpses that only groaned and begged to be killed, and corpses that had already shed blood and intestines.

In such a situation, the appearance of the mercenaries crying out for help, please save their lives… It was like people who prayed for us to be saved from the hell described in the bible from the Deus religion.

Even people who say that their emotions are dead in modern times will definitely want to save them when they see them…

However, this place is a crueler battlefield than hell, and Lieutenant Colonel Frost, who was standing next to me, silently lowered his baton and ordered open fire.

The adjutants and officers who confirmed the reaction exclaimed loudly.

“Fire all at once!”

“Shoot at the enemy! Kill them all!”

As soon as the words came out, the soldiers pulled the triggers of their guns aimed at the enemy at about the same time.

As soon as the trigger was pulled, gray smoke, sparks, and a popping sound echoed from the gunpowder dish attached to the side of the gun and from the muzzle.

Then, Frost ordered the soldiers again.

“rotation. Raise the white flag, beat the drum.”

“Raise the white flag, beat the drum! Change with the guys in the back!!”

“Move quickly. We must not let even one of them live.”

As soon as the order was given, another volley was fired at the enemy.

Of course, this time, dozens, maybe even hundreds, of people have already turned into corpses with holes in them.

And so the matchlock regiment led by Frost continued to mercilessly rain lead orbs at the enemy.

And after a while, one of the mercenaries threw a pike and shouted while running toward the enemy camp.

“This is crazy! No matter how important money and trust are, I can’t stay here! The white captain of Sense, the 30-man captain, and the other guys died… Not a single enemy has died yet, so how can we win?”

Then, as the dam collapsed and the water burst out, the other soldiers in front began to run after him.

There aren’t many of them yet, but once the retreat starts like this, it will quickly grow out of control…

Soon those mercenaries will all break away from the vanguard.

And then Frost came over and told me.

“Your Excellency, part of the enemy mercenaries are retreating. If they start retreating, I’ll stop attacking and try to let them go… ”

It is a soldier’s duty to kill as many enemies as he can without fail, increasing the enemy’s damage as much as possible.

However, unlike other soldiers and knights belonging to the territory, mercenaries are beings that we can hire once this war is over.

In severe cases, it is to the extent that we pay a small amount of money to the guys we have taken prisoner for the purpose of reinforcing our troops.

Because there is such an interest, in the case of mercenaries, when they start retreating, they are usually let go.

We don’t use mercenaries in our territory, but if they retreat, the morale of the enemy infantry following us will be completely reduced…

“Advise retreat, and fire more fiercely.”

“Yes, Your Excellency.”

And Lieutenant Colonel Frost urged his matchlock regiment to fire faster.

At his urging, the soldiers who handled the matchlock fired more fiercely, and at the time when the front and back crossed, the loud-voiced soldiers advised them to retreat.

“You don’t have to surrender! Instead, step back!!”

“If you don’t want to die, you’d better lower your tail and run away!!”

When the soldiers urged them to retreat, the mercenaries listened to them and started to retreat after looking at their backs in confusion.

The guys, who had been coming in an orderly manner until they were hit by the matchlock, started running as if they were trying to save their lives.

Obviously, we said that, but he must have been worried that when he changed his mind, he would come after him.

Well, normally, we would have inflicted as many casualties as possible by hitting the gun on the sticky back.

After about a minute had passed, Frost gave the order.

“Matchlock Regiment, everyone fall back! Take only Pavis and the matchlock of the dead comrades! The body will be collected after the war is over!”

At those words, the unit commanders of each level recited orders.

“Move behind the spearmen!! Bring your matchlock and pavis!!”

We tried to back away with Pavis and the matchlock, but strangely the enemies didn’t shoot arrows at us.

No matter how much we smashed the vanguard, we couldn’t do any damage to the enemy’s main force…

I’m sure they’ll leave the retreating mercenaries behind and attack us with soldiers made up of serfs.

Then, from now on, the enemy will fire covering fire to support the advancing serf soldiers…

That doesn’t mean it doesn’t fly… I hope those crazy people… ?

Suddenly, forebodings began to strike.

And, as if to prove that hunch was correct, a soldier on horseback approached Frost and said:

“The black eagle mercenaries have stopped running and are coming back to attack us!”

“What do you mean? Already, they are retreating after receiving heavy damage from my regiment!”

Then, my head started spinning and all the puzzles fit together.

If the current Duke of Architel loses, he not only suffers the loss of nearly half of the territory, but also borrows money from all the nobles of France.

In other words, if you lose, even if not as much as the Duke of Maxburg… It would be a huge blow to the family by incurring huge debts.

In this situation, if the mercenaries who trusted them retreated for a legitimate reason, and the morale of the soldiers would drop significantly… ?

If it’s me… . I’ll put you on the charge of deserting from the war without permission, so I won’t let you escape…

If you still try to run away… . solo squad… .

After a very short time had passed, the footsteps of the enemy mercenaries resonated in our ears.

They hold spears, as if being chased by something… It came at the fastest possible speed in terms of maintaining vibration.

The faces of the soldiers were full of fear, and they gnashed their teeth as they spoke.

“Like that crazy Architel peacock! Since too many have died and now we are going to retreat, move the infantry all together while shooting arrows at us?”

… They said they didn’t know what these guys without a back would do, and they couldn’t believe they were shooting and killing their allies so that the retreating mercenaries who suffered massive damage couldn’t retreat…

This war looks like it’s going to be a real mayhem…