63 – Pig Hunt (4)

Upon hearing that, His Excellency Count Schwein shouted with his whole body trembling as if he knew that this was an irrefutable fact.

“Yeah man! Didn’t I personally love your family, appoint your father as a guardian, make you a viscount, and bestow a lot of lands on you!! Even so, you distrustful bastard who dared to break the contract with me, are you still a human? I will personally smash the head of the Kreutel rich man with a mace, along with my army!”

No, no one believes in that. Rather than believing that, I would rather believe that fermented soybeans are made with red bean paste.

Look, if you say it like this, even the soldiers are screaming to raise their morale, but it is so quiet that you can hear the sound of insects.

And after a while, a shout came from the camp where Count Schwein’s knights were gathered.

“Long live Count Schwein! Curse the Kreutel family for committing abolition!!”

“Down with Kreutel! Long live Nantes!!”

Enemy soldiers began shouting as if responding to the shouts coming from the camp of the knights.

It looked pitiful.

So, as if trying to overcome it, Schwein started shouting again, no, grunting.

“Knights and soldiers! I’m generous! I, the generous Count of Schwein von Nantes, swear to you that I will allow you unlimited plunder if you strike that hateful Kreutelian child! Take women, take property like plundering the infidels! All the wealth of Kreutel is yours!”

Shit, here Schwein can’t believe he’s openly saying, ‘We’re going to commit war crimes, so we have to win.’ To say the most simple yet effective crazy thing in all of history.

This will boost the morale of our soldiers, but the morale of the enemies will rise even more than that…

Now, I will stop this trash talk and prepare for tomorrow’s war.

That’s why I said that unconditional word before starting a war in this era.

“God Deus is with us in the war between Schwein von Nantes and Nasiel von Kreutel, and He will give victory to the one of us who is more upright in His sight! Former soldiers of Creutel, let’s go back and pray to God!”

Having said this, I will go over my strategy and consider the disposition of the commanders once again during prayer time.

And in order for my operation to succeed, I have to move at dawn and be with the soldiers, and furthermore, I have to find a platoon of carts that will protect me.

Which platoon must I fight with to survive?

**

At dawn on the day we agreed to fight, Ella, who was sleeping in the same tent, whispered in my ear to wake me up.

“Master, please be sure to protect me. Please wake up.”

Ella’s sincere words towards me, those words instantly lifted my sleepiness.

Then, as always, I dressed casually and, with Ella’s help, started putting on the armor.

From the time he woke me up until now, he didn’t show any nervousness as if he was considerate of me.

Unlike the battles so far, I could feel her hands trembling even through her armor, as if she was afraid to send me into a battle where the difference in strength was many times greater.

But even after putting the armor on me, Ella continued to talk calmly as if nothing was wrong.

“It’s done, Master.”

Sending me into an unfavorable war would be scary, but Ella, who was considerate of me and acted like she wasn’t scared, looked proud.

So I said while patting Ella’s head.

“Ella, don’t worry. I’ll definitely come back safely, so when I get back, just like we did in Ethlon… let’s talk about the old days while drinking wine. Yeah, you said you went to Windheim a few days ago, right? Tell me the story there.”

After hearing that, Ella said with tears welling up in her eyes, as if her heart was now relaxed.

“Yes, master. Ella will definitely tell you.”

**

The season is already early spring, dandelions and roses are budding, frozen rivers are melting, and buds are sprouting in the fields.

However, it is still winter and I do not want to leave this land of Europia. At dawn, I feel the cold energy as if it is still winter.

If you blow on it like a hoho, you can see the white steam.

In the early hours when it was cold and they wanted to sleep more, the soldiers came out with carts for battle in Wagenburg and began to build a castle made of carts to protect the lives of the soldiers.

Each platoon commander and company commander gave them various instructions and ran around on their feet for the success of this operation, and some even grabbed hammers and started pounding and shoveling like soldiers.

“Put the cart down there some more! hurry up!! Do not leave room for more than 2 enemy pieces!!”

“Make sure the left cart wall opens! If it doesn’t open, fix it quickly!!”

“You idiot! Shoveling is like this! Isn’t the guy who came from farming worse than me with a shovel?”

In normal times, ‘Lieutenants’, who are equivalent to nobles, only supervise from the side even when there is such a task, but most of the work orders are given by ‘sergeants, sergeants, and superiors’…

Since it is an exhibition right now, the platoon commanders and company commanders must have stepped up.

Also, in order to set an example for them, I was riding a horse around the company that was currently working to encourage them.

If it were in the Korean army, the commander of the division would personally come to work and work together, the soldiers would feel burdened and the officers would feel overwhelmed…

For the soldiers and officers of this era, the fact that the ‘division commander who lives above the clouds’ has come to give encouragement is not a burden, but rather a grace that cares for idiots like us.

Without exaggeration, to these people, a top Hollywood actor came directly to a person who is a big fan of Hollywood movies and said, ‘Thank you for watching my movie. I remember your name. Is that Mr. 00?’ After saying that, it will come as a big impression to me as if I signed an autograph.

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Maybe that’s why…

“Squadron commander, you are doing well. However, the gap between the cart and the cart is a bit wide. Can you just tweak that a bit? Yes, it’s a lot of trouble. And please take good care of the soldiers. Fighting alongside you, whom I can trust, is not at all scary to fight against tens of thousands of wild boars. Give me more strength.”

Everyone responds violently to such a formal greeting of encouragement.

“dismissal! Joining His Excellency’s army was the best choice in our lives!!”

“For you to fight alongside lowly people like us… There will be no other soldier in history who has had such a glorious experience.”

“Uh… uh… each… Your Excellency…”

And with my encouragement, they resume their work with the determination to repay the favor ‘even in death’.

Of course, it is a cruel story for a commander to boost the morale of his soldiers, but ‘Die for me, for my victory.’ I’m saying but…

So when I see the soldiers working for me this far, I feel so proud and grateful, but on the other hand, I feel guilty for driving them to death.

With this thought in mind, he continued to wander around, inspecting and encouraging the installation of the combat cart, and was almost finished.

Chris and Balt approached me.

According to the hierarchy, Balt first reported to me.

“Your Excellency, all 200 knights have been placed in the middle of the camp as you said. In addition, the squadron leader commanding more than 10 knights was informed of all the ‘holes in the cart’ that had to be penetrated according to the position of the enemy knights.”

“It’s a lot of trouble. No matter how much I endured, unless the Lords acted as hammers, me and the soldiers would die. Who do you plan to spearhead the wedge charge formation?”

“The vanguard… the Viscount took it upon himself. I tried to stop it, but he forced me to decorate ‘The Last of Nantes’ as his guardian…”

If my father, who is the envy of the knights after me, takes the vanguard of the lance charge, the morale of the knights will surely rise.

And as long as he is the ‘vanguard’, he probably won’t even be able to afford to resort to tricks to protect the Count of Nantes.

I know because I’ve been in the vanguard, but I can’t even think of the ‘first line’ vanguard in the five-column rectangular formation…

In the wedge charge formation, which is the most burdensome for the vanguard…

“Tell me to do it. Instead, since you won’t be able to die, I’ll close the barring tightly. And make sure you and Frost are right behind the vanguard.”

“all right.”

“And did you deliver the ‘Operation Outline’ to Chris’s company commander or higher? If they don’t understand this, the anti-siege won’t be complete…”

Hearing that, Chris answered with a triumphant smile.

“Sir, don’t worry. They even drew pictures and delivered them in a way that was easy to understand. Also, if you’re not sure, I told you to stick behind the knights who are escaping through the hole, so I think they’ll follow somehow.”

“And what?”

“Didn’t Your Excellency tell us to scatter ‘armor, weapons, money and grain’ to delay the enemy’s infantry support? They give money to some of the local serfs and spread rumors that ‘some deserted and left these behind.’”

“Good job. Let’s just go inside. Balt stays.”

Chris listened to my words and quickly got on his horse and moved to his unit, the ‘base guard’.

Even though the base garrison is only one company of troops.

After confirming that Chris was far away and that no one was around, I whispered quietly into Balt’s ear.

“Bald, if that’s the case… If circumstances permit, bring Schwein with his arms and legs broken. That would help me to legally inherit the title of Count. And you know?”

Balt heard me, understood my intention, and said with an evil smile.

“You intend to completely repay Ella for the damage she did. Sir… I was thinking about that too, and it’s an honor. Instead, carrying out the order will reward you ‘unofficially’…”

Seeing that evil smile, I responded with an even more evil smile.

“Listen. 50 gold coins for each arm, 60 gold coins for each leg, if you make it into powder, add 10 gold coins for each, and put money in your tent at the ‘appointed time’… No, there must be a pocket I’ve lost. Since the owner is unknown… I don’t know who took it.”

“thank you. dismissal.”

They said that they would give a lot of money, but in this era where ‘respect for nobles’ is embedded in their heads, if you make a ‘request like this’, quite a few knights will say ‘I’d rather hit you!!’ I can go out

After all, it’s Balt, maybe it’s because they’re close to me, so it’s just ‘money’…

No, do you hate Schwein that much?

**

Then, a few hours later, I entered a wagon on the south side of the wall made of perfectly set-up battle wagons.

When I entered, the soldiers saw me even in the narrow cart and tried to bow down, so they stopped me and said,

“It will be a war after a while, but there is no need for that. And didn’t I tell you? I will fight with your soldiers. I’ve come to keep what I swore with honor. So, Lieutenant Frost, Sergeant Mark please take good care of me.”

The two answered in voices mixed with tears, as if impressed by my words.

“thank you!! dismissal!!”

“Even in death, I will protect Your Excellency!”

“What are you talking about? make sure to come back alive. Go back and set up a ball big enough to empty my pockets. And there soldiers!”

The soldier who was called by name repeated his official rank as soon as I called.

“Sgt! Randel!”

I gave the soldier the flag that symbolizes my presence and said.

“Hold this flag until you see the dust flying by the enemy knights. And get off.”

“all right!!!”

Randell listened to my words and raised the flag with a look of emotion at the honor of raising the ‘flag that symbolizes me’.

Then cheers from the soldiers and praise for the honorable lord poured out from the surroundings.

So many people started shouting at once that I couldn’t hear a word.

Then, it wasn’t long before I saw a group the size of a fist running away, raising dust.

And the group gradually grew in size in front of us, and they gradually began to speed up as if they were going to crush us.

Seeing them like that, I cried out.

“Wave the flag from side to side three times to lower the flag, but signal that I am here! Sergeant Randall! And all crossbowmen, as instructed, load their crossbows with goat feet, and when they come within range, shoot forward only unconditionally! Shouldn’t we treat our enemies generously!!”

As I shouted, my heart started pounding.

It was the first time in my life that I felt this kind of tension because it was always an advantageous situation, not a ‘disadvantageous situation’ in wars so far.