30 – Rotate Ethlon Plains (2)

Athlone Plain.

Located in the middle of the Celtic Baronial Territory and the Santoburg Baronial Territory, this plain has been a ‘battlefield’ where many knights and soldiers have clashed since ancient times.

First of all, our Baron Creutel, located in the easternmost part of the Elline Empire, and the westernmost territory of Romania, the Celtic and Baronial Baron Santoburg, are in a position where they meet.

A river flows across this plain, which can supply water for the military’s stay.

In particular, the most important thing is that between this land and our territory, Baron Creutel, there is only a low mountaintop as an obstacle, so it is easy to march like a supply unit.

However, since the real dominance of this plain is the Celtic barons and the Santoburg barons, we lack information about this place.

So to solve that, as soon as they arrived, they released elite skirmishers and ordered them to figure out the topography and location of the enemy.

Apart from that, on the first day I arrived, I only set up camp and ordered all troops to rest in order to relieve the fatigue of the march and get the troops ready to fight.

The next day, he went on reconnaissance with his soldiers and directly grasped the topography of the battlefield.

Although this is the first battle I’m fighting, I won’t take the lead in establishing a specific battle plan, but when the situation changes rapidly and ‘my command’ is needed, I need the terrain information of this place.

**

After three days of grasping the geographical features, the last military meeting was held.

Inside the gigantic tent set up exclusively for me, knights with domains such as Knight Jack Frost, Weiss, Helmut and Balt, and several captains attended.

“Then let’s start the military meeting from now on. vise! Bring me the map!”

Hearing those words, Weiss laid out the map he had drawn up based on the information he had gathered up until yesterday on his large desk.

The map indicated the location of our barracks, and the river Marron, which ran across this plain, where the enemy might camp.

Looking at the map, Heinz was the first to speak in a loud voice.

“According to what I just received, the enemy’s infantry is 3,000, and the cavalry, including knights, is 50. If so, wouldn’t it be better for knights to fight with each other and infantry to fight with each other like knights?”

Hearing that, Jack, Beerhill and the other knights nodded in agreement.

“I think that would be the most harmless thing. They say they insulted our honor, but we can’t just throw away our honor and fight like they did.”

“Especially the knights led by the Celtic and Santoburg barons have a reputation for being weak. If we fight against the powerful knights of our territory, the formation will collapse like straw.”

“Yes, and nobles fight nobles, of course. Commoners should fight against commoners. Of course, some of our infantry units are bastards… well, can you understand that much?”

All of the knights’ claims were good arguments that made sense.

Because, first of all, if you are a noble of this era, even if the ‘opponent’ has insulted your honor, it is not a good choice to repay it in the same way that is dishonorable.

Whether you win or lose in this way, the surrounding estates say, ‘That man has no honor.’ The reputation spread, and as a result, he was bullied in the aristocratic society.

Then I could suffer a fatal blow to trade as well as exchanges with the free city of Hamburg and the surrounding territories.

Considering that, it wouldn’t be worth choosing to fight by giving up the ‘honour’ that Jack said.

And our infantrymen, who have not yet experienced real combat, do not have the ability to fight in square formations with ‘knights’, to put it bluntly.

If you fight squarely, you will be crushed by the knights charging on horses weighing more than 500 to 600 kilos.

“Okay, do that. Fighting infantry against infantry and nobles against nobles would be the least costly. Okay… so how are you going to deploy your infantry? Infantry leader Balt!”

Upon hearing that, Balt, whom I had ‘temporarily entrusted with command of the infantry and archers’ in this war, opened his mouth and spoke.

“Yes, first of all, I think the enemy infantry and our infantry will engage on a plain about 200 meters from the Maron River. And Herpes will do this.”

The Balts then placed our infantry right in front of the Maron River.

Then they put the crossbowmen at the front, the spearmen with long spears behind them, and the foot soldiers with halberds and two-handed swords at the end.

“First of all, the enemy will definitely charge using their numerical superiority. Therefore, rather than rushing in and being attacked by enemy archers, we place our crossbowmen in the forefront, cutting off the vanguard of the enemy peasant soldiers. Then, when the distance between us and the enemy is close enough, we will send the soldiers with long spears forward and the crossbowmen back.”

In a way, it is a very boring way to fight, but conducting battles like this will help our soldiers minimize injuries and greatly increase the enemy’s casualties.

Because, it seems like the crossbowmen will get all the arrows right in front of them, but…

In reality, crossbowmen only have about 5 seconds to aim and fire, and the rest of the time to reload is because they hide behind a large shield called a ‘pavis’.

In fact, 7 out of 10 shots will miss, and in the other half, 8 out of 10 will hit the parvis.

“Go on.”

“Yes, and as soon as I confirm that the polearms are being established, I will order the crossbowmen to fire a final volley and move them left and right. If squares collide with squares, the enemy’s formation will be broken in no time, as we who are trained and wear breastplates die less than serfs who wear nothing.”

When Balt spoke up to this point, even the ‘lower knights’, who had just been listening to it with disdain because it was a ‘battle of infantry’ rather than a battle of nobles, began to pay attention to the new strategy.

As if motivated by everyone’s interest in him, Balt put a horse with a red spearman symbolizing the enemy on the opposite side of his side and slammed it with a wooden horse holding a halberd.

“However, rather than waiting for the formation to break, I will take advantage of the gaps between squares and send out ‘elite soldiers’ with two-handed swords and halberds to completely crush the formation. Afterwards, Sir Jack Frost’s troops, who must have already defeated the enemy knights, will come across from us and attack the infantry in concert.”

It’s ideal, but with infantrymen who have been breathing for over a year so far, this kind of operation seems to be possible to some extent.

And even if you can’t keep pace with the knights, if you use the soldiers with halberds and two-handed swords to break the formation, while replacing the ‘low morale’ conscripted serfs who have weakened their spirit with crossbowmen…

There is no way the enemy army, which was dominated by serfs, could handle it.

As if the rest of the knights had the same thoughts as me, the knights around Balt also approached Balt and began to pat him on the shoulder and praise him.

“When Your Excellency the Baron appointed you as ‘Knight in Charge of the Infantry’, I didn’t understand why… Now I do understand! It’s a very beautiful strategy with chivalry alive, in a chivalrous way. It does not surprise the enemy, but reduces the sacrifice of allies. very good!”

“That’s right. Sir Biermann, as you said, if we destroy it completely from the front like this, we too can regain our honor. No, we can slam the honor of those who laughed at Kreutel into the ground.”

When Balth was praised for the strategy he had come up with, he looked at me inwardly and signaled with his eyes, ‘More rewards for such a capable subordinate…’.

Even if I didn’t send that signal, I wanted to give two more gold coins to the original reward… but should I just reduce it to one more?

“Okay, do that. So, when do you think the rotation with the enemy will take place?”

“Tomorrow, we will exchange ‘opinions’ at the ‘negotiations’ one last time before fighting the enemy. And if that doesn’t match, the day after tomorrow it’s war.”

For me, who has lived in Korea, I will go to war ‘if I decided to go to war’, but why is it that the enemy bothers to give me time to prepare? Is it because there is no concept in your head? I have the same thoughts but…

Here, I am using this as an excuse to punish those who did not listen even though I admonished the ‘fools who went to war and did not know the honor’…

what the hell are you doing

“Okay. So let’s all break up. In the battle that will be the day after tomorrow, I will completely destroy the enemy, and at that time, I will meditate on this battle while drinking.”

**

next day.

I put on my armor while receiving help from Ella, who followed me to the battlefield, and then I barely got on my horse and moved with all my troops to the shores of the Marron River, where I had promised to make a final ‘negotiation’ with the enemy.

After walking about 20 minutes from the camp, a knight wearing a tin helmet with red feathers and a knight wearing a pitcher-shaped helmet were riding on horseback and looking this way.

I’m not sure because they’re wearing helmets, but since they’re each holding a banner (a wide square flag) with the ‘Crests’ of the Celtic and Santoburg barons engraved on it…

Those nobles must be Celtic barons and Santoburg barons.

I checked them, and when I saw them both on the horse, I cried out.

“I am Ciel von Kreuttel, the rightful lord of the Baron Creutel domain you have declared war on! Who are you guys!!”

At that, the two men who were wearing helmets took off their helmets and looked at me and said.

“I am Jackson von Celt, lord of the Celtic Barony!”

“I am Oil von Santoburg, the rightful lord and baron of Santoburg!”

Why are two people bluffing each other and giving each other their own names…

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Just one of them is 000, and the 00 next to me is 000! It would be easier for me to introduce myself briefly…

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Maybe it’s because this world is dominated by chivalrous bravado…

As I was immersed in such thoughts, the man whom I introduced as a Celtic Baron suddenly saw me and started to rush.

“It is no different that I have declared war on you today! Ciel von Kreuttel!! Your evil farming method spread to our territory, and the people of our territory followed it!! And the result, of course! There was great damage to farming, and there were starving serfs.”

What the hell are you talking about, serfs who stole someone else’s technology vaguely, complaining for damages with it when you’re paying the price for it?

The justification for declaring war is almost like a witch hunt.

If we go one step further from here, the nobles will now declare, ‘There is no evidence, but I submerged them and they died, so they are witches’.

“So, as a result of my investigation, it turns out that you deliberately taught our serfs the wrong way to farm and made farming a failure! Have you ever seen such an angry man?! So I came to conquer you with my ally Baron Santoburg! If you repent and ask for forgiveness even now, he will show you mercy. What will you do?”

With those words, shouts began to echo from the camps of the Santoburg and Celtic barons.

On the other hand, since our soldiers say nothing, they must have been at a loss for words, saying that was too much, even though we know that there is almost no ‘justification’ for a serf or nobleman’s declaration of war in this era.

Poor, pitiful barons, if you’re going to declare war, think a little more…

So I decided to show off my ‘swearing without using double swear words’ skill, which I trained in my previous life in Korea.

“Mercy is mercy that freezes to death! Barons who don’t know this honor!! How can those who only know how to ride a horse call themselves knights! And just like you shouldn’t steal other people’s stuff, you shouldn’t steal other people’s technology either, so why is the serf who stole it clumsily stealing it and ruining it and arguing with me!! Did your parents teach you the teachings of God like that when you were little? What a pitiful thing!”

Upon hearing that, the faces of the two barons began to turn red.

And as if they had nothing to say because they were so dumbfounded, they first cursed at me and then began to blush and squirm.

Watching them like that, I declared.

“I have given up persuading you. Only God will judge our right or wrong through this war, see you on the battlefield tomorrow!”