136 – Battle of Waine Plains (9)

As if boasting that they had received a huge amount of support from Emperor Francis, the knights led by Duke Architel all put armor on their horses.

Perhaps because the horse’s face and legs are covered with iron, it even gives the illusion of charging into a steel wall.

So, no matter how many times he led his knights and lance-charged the enemy knights, he still couldn’t suppress the instinctive fear.

However, what if one of these people averts their eyes or gets scared and gets out of the charge?

It is not only the fool who got scared and ran away, but also the colleagues next to him, as well as the victory or defeat of the battlefield.

As if they understood that, our knights charged with excited voices as if they were riding a roller coaster.

“This time, I’m going to take the Duke of Architel’s head and confess it to Elise!”

“The guy who said that was the first to search!”

“Ah, I’ll catch three enemy knights and get a ransom, and then I’ll buy a pretty outfit for my daughter with the money.”

“Okay, don’t be foolish like you did when you fought the Duke of Maxburg last time. At that time, we saved some money and paid for the dinner… You have to pay for that too.”

Also, as if the enemies were trying to boost the morale of the soldiers, Duke Architel came towards me with a lance with a flag on his head, leading an old man over 70 years old and saying,

“For those who capture or kill Count Creutel, no matter how high or low their title is!! I’ll give you one of the barony that Count Helsman had!! Those who want to succeed, fight with the determination to risk your life!”

It’s only natural to say that if you capture the enemy’s commander at the most important time of the war, you will be rewarded with an empty check, but…

It’s like a nobleman called a duke saying that if he catches me regardless of title, he’ll give me a baronet as a ransom.

Clearly, his infantrymen are already getting impatient because they are being crushed on the battlefield.

If that’s the case, if they see us fleeing in this assault, they will surely come after us with their eyes wide open.

In order to forget my fears, and to lure the enemy as much as possible, I spoke sarcastically of Duke Akitel.

“Your Highness Duke Architel! It is a great honor for this Count to have the opportunity to learn from Your Highness today! Please take good care of us even if we are lacking!”

“Come on, as the Duke of France, I will teach the upstart Count what my chivalry is. Wash your throat there and wait!”

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Moments later, the enemy and we sped towards each other, aiming our lances at each other and stabbing each other.

At this time, if you can’t hit the enemy’s lance with your shield, in the worst case, you’ll fly back and die.

If I die here, all the strategies I’ve prepared so far will be gone…

I hit the lance of Duke Architel right in front of me with the shield on my left arm and slightly missed it.

The lance flew into the air and passed my left shoulder, and I took advantage of the gap to order the soldiers.

“Take out your sub-weapon and prepare for the second assault! This time, I will definitely cut Akitel’s head!”

Duke Architel also spoke in a loud voice, as if not to give up on this.

“Kreutel kiddos are not knights, they are like servants on horseback! Isn’t it really funny that in our estates, people who would still follow us around, say that we are knights in the grass? Everyone, get your sword and mace!! This time, I will show those half-penny knights true chivalry!”

With those words, we made an unspoken agreement and quickly turned the reins to meet again.

The moment I turned the reins, I looked down at the ground, and there were allied knights who had fallen from their horses.

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Many died or suffered fractures from the impact of the fall and were unable to move.

I was prepared to sacrifice myself in the first clash, but to think that more of our knights, who were less than half the number of the enemy, would fall off their horses…

However, I and the enemy cannot even afford to collect the bodies of those who are dying each other.

After leaving that scene behind and preparing to charge at the enemy, I told the knights.

“It is impossible to face the enemy in this state. Retreat and reorganize the entire army base. Follow Baron Beerman in the 6th row to the main base!”

With those words, I started to move quietly in line with the other knights at the back.

Normally, Duke Akitel would have followed carefully, suspecting that I was behind some scheme… .

The foot soldiers suffered close to annihilation damage, so perhaps they were blinded by the lure that was their only chance to win in a battle they almost lost.

“Beat and kill that damned Earl of Creutel! You must kill that son of a bitch to protect your territory, for a better life for your families!”

“Let’s kill all the children who serve the count who are no more than a cowardly dog with its tail hanging down on the battlefield!”

“That’s 10 gold coins for each child!!! Let’s grab a lot and become rich once.”

After that, I turned my head back for a moment to check the enemy’s situation.

The opponents already thought they had won, so they began to relax and loosen their wedges.

Even the dukes who had to stop it were seized by the desire to defeat us, who were tired and unable to move while running away…

To think they were neglecting the maintenance of formation, which is the most important thing for cavalrymen…

When people are blinded by desire, it is so easy to miss even the most important things.

However, no matter how much they break their formation and chasing us in disorder, if they are captured before they reach the desired location, they will become dishonest.

I drew out the sword from my right waist to give orders to the knights and swung it.

“The enemy is speeding up! If you don’t want to die, speed up!! The vanguard doesn’t have to be in formation, so run as fast as you can!! We have to drag them all the way there!!”

Following that, the knights widened the distance enough for one person to enter, at a distance close enough that their knees would touch each other.

Then, I started to increase my speed from a brisk walk to a light jog.

Then, as if the enemy seemed to be really running away, the enemy also began to pursue with more force.

For quite some time, we pretended to be running away at the risk of dying in order to avoid enemy pursuit at all costs.

No, in fact, if we catch up before reaching the desired location, we will suffer damage close to annihilation, so we ran away to die to live.

As a result, some of the allied knights were tired of talking and even fell out.

Seeing that, the enemy began to raise their momentum even more, and now they started to speed up as if they could win as long as they reached us without maintaining a very formation.

At this point, no matter how much Duke Architel notices that we are an operation to drive the enemy into a trap, we can’t stop it.

If I miss this opportunity, the chance to put those powerful knights to rest will never come again.

“Tell Beerman at the forefront! We now pass the left wing of the infantry, as we had planned! Turn so you can go left!”

“I will follow your orders! The vanguard, immediately change the direction to go in front of the left wing of our infantry!!”

When the command was repeated, Biermann raised his lance and signaled as if he had waited for this moment.

Following the signal, after turning left for about 5 minutes, the fighting infantry began to appear.

Both enemies and allies were equipped with at least half iron armor and proper spears, and some commanders wore plate armor like knights.

Also, everyone was determined to die, splattered blood, cursed, kicked, stepped on, and stabbed and fought.

“Die, son of a bitch!”

“Your great Duke Architel will be leaving soon… So that you don’t get bored, you clear the road first!”

“Get yourself hot in the ground with hell fire! You mercenaries who aren’t even worth it!”

“I heard that you Kreutel guys have a lot of potbellies, and the dead guy next to you has been stabbed with a spear and is spitting out fat!”

After passing through the place where such a fierce battle was taking place, I turned around the rear of the enemy and came to the left wing where the friendly infantry was located.

As expected, Frost did not betray my expectations and lined up the matchlock regiment on the left wing of our infantry.

I looked back and cheered in my heart at the sight.

The enemy was about 200 meters away from us, and I shouted at the knights.

“All forces slow down! And Baron Biermann raise the flag he has prepared!!!”

At that, we slowed down, and soon Baron Biermann raised a huge flag bearing my coat of arms.

The enemy saw the sight and tried to stop, but they couldn’t because they were already pursuing too fast.

And a moment later, as the enemy passed by the regiment led by Lieutenant Colonel Frost, we heard Lieutenant Colonel Frost’s voice in our ears.

“Full-arms salvo fire!!”