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I Was Reincarnated as a Baron in Another World chapter 65

65 – Pig Hunt (6)

After hitting the wall with long spears to prevent the knights from responding recklessly, soldiers carrying halberds began to enter through the gaps between the long spears.

The halberd soldiers approached one step, two cautiously, but the knights seemed to be distracted by the long spear in front of them, and some of them did not even seem to see that the ‘halberd disease’ was advancing.

Of course, even if I saw it, I was already in a panic and shocked, so I couldn’t cope with almost everything properly.

And after a while, all the halberd soldiers approached the knights, raised the halberds held with both hands high into the sky, and struck them down.

Then the sound of ‘kang’ rang out loud like a bell.

Some of the knights must have been terribly taken aback by the unexpected shock, and some collapsed even though their helmets were not even damaged.

Even the knights who hadn’t fallen were beaten so hard with the halberd that they couldn’t come to their senses.

“Even knights can’t come to their senses if they get hit by a halberd with a helmet!”

“I wanted to beat the knights like this while living as a mercenary from long ago, and that wish came true!!”

“Oh, then what are you doing! Quickly capture the knights alive.”

The fallen knights were deprived of all weapons and horses according to ‘custom on the battlefield’.

You might think they would run away, but since all knights follow the customs of the battlefield, if their ‘weapons and horses’ are taken away, they will not resist and will be arrested.

So, after tying up the knights, the soldiers treat them respectfully as if they were treating their own knights.

Of course, you have to treat it that way, because the family pays for the ransom, food, and various drinks…

If you sell the horse and equipment as a bonus, the soldier who captured the article will add a little to the manager and get close to 50 gold coins.

With that money, you can build a pretty decent house in Kreutel Castle and even buy a field…

However, since it is a battlefield now, some of our soldiers respectfully serve the knights according to training and strict discipline.

Even though the soldiers acquired the gold nugget called ‘Knight’, they were not disturbed at all.

The knights of Nantes, who saw a standard of discipline higher than that of the top mercenaries, whose salary was equal to that of a low-ranking knight, were more shocked than the failure of the charge. Some of them began to speak terrified.

As a result, the enemy knights began to show signs of division due to ‘low morale’.

“How do you deal with these madmen? No, isn’t there a justification for this war in the first place? And your Excellency, our lord, has already lost his honor. I would rather be a prisoner than die fighting here.”

“What kind of dog are you talking about? Did you even throw away your honor?”

“There are 5,000 such soldiers in Kreutel! And we’ve already been wrecked by that damn cart!!”

Among the knights who were openly conflicting, the frightened one couldn’t say anything anymore because another soldier holding a ‘halberd’ had his helmet taken off.

Then, looking around, the halberd bottles had stirred so much that the long spear square, which had been restricting the knights’ activities, was half-disengaged, and before they knew it, the enemy knights were positioned at a distance where they could prepare for a second charge.

Although they have already failed greatly in the first charge, they do not actually have a ‘lance’, a disposable weapon of destruction, and the knights and horses must have run out of stamina…

If they came at only four kilometers an hour, all of us foot soldiers would be crushed to death by horses or melted into their weapons.

Therefore, I ordered the most basic squares to be prepared to counter the charge while the enemy regrouped.

“Pikemen and halberds retreat 50 steps! And since you don’t know where to attack, you make a square square. Send a signal to the soldiers!!”

With those words, several soldiers to my left blew long horns, and red flags flew.

When the soldiers who had gone far heard the ‘trumpet sound’, as they learned in training, they moved their bodies before thinking and returned to their headquarters.

Then, seeing the red flags flying, they all retreated after me and formed a square.

The pikemen then drove the tips of their spearheads hard into the ground and aimed their spears at the height of the knights’ necks.

The soldiers in the second row of squares were preparing to stab the horse’s neck, and the soldiers in the third row were preparing to stab the gap.

And after a while, the enemy knights came towards us while shaking the ground fiercely.

Although they lacked lances, the sharpest fangs and horns of knights, the bastard swords, maces, maces, and warhammers they wielded glistened in the sunlight.

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Just like a tiger can chew on a herbivore that it eats, even though it doesn’t have fangs, it can chew on you guys who aren’t leaning against a wall.

A crossbowman’s volley passed overhead as they approached us to drive their teeth into our necks.

So many arrows passed by that in an instant, we couldn’t see the sunlight as if we were under the shade of a tree.

The arrows hit the enemy knights and horses straight, and some pierced their bodies.

Some of the knights and horses pierced by the arrows cried out in pain, and the lucky ones who did not lose their lives to the arrows were aware that ‘if you don’t pierce this, you will die’…

“aaah, it hurts to death… Aahah, you crazy bastards!! I am your ally!!”

“Avoid! Sir Lancelot!!”

“Does it make sense? Are you going to say something like a horse just because you’re on a horse?!”

Some of those who were fine even after being hit by arrows continued to charge ‘even if they had to step on their allies’.

As a result, on the battlefield, helmets, armor, and weapons that had been changed in shape by being crushed by countless horses’ hooves, as well as internal organs that should have been inside the bodies of the knights exploded like bombs, blooming flowers of death.

They must have already given up reason.

And the appearance of those who gave up reason and tried to win even by killing their allies was scary like ‘the gatekeeper of hell’.

So, I cried out to not be broken by them, to finish my role as a pillar of the hearts of the soldiers who risk their lives fighting for me.

“Hold on! An ally is coming soon! Endure even in death until your allies come! If this is breached, Kreutel will be plundered, and your life will be more miserable than before! Die as a dead free man, an honorable soldier, rather than live as a living slave!!”

At those words, the soldiers also shouted with a little resignation and more ‘will to fight’.

“Long live Baron Creutel! Long live Creutel! Long live Deus!! I would rather die here than become a slave to an army led by scum no bigger than a pig!”

“Victory to Kreutel!!”

“Maria!! When I go back, I’ll go back with an ensign insignia! I’ll let you live without getting water on your hands anymore! Aww!!”

After that, once again, countless crossbow bolts from our allies grazed over our heads.

Once again, the enemy went crazy with the madness of war, trampled on our allies, and continued to charge, and we just watched in silence, thinking of the weight of the enemy knights that would be pierced by the tip of the spear and ‘soon to be felt’.

And when even the sound of breathing could be heard as loud as drumming, the enemy knights touched the spear points.

After all, a significant number of knights charged without being damaged by the spear blades, but about 20% or more of the knights floated with their arms, legs, necks, and faces pierced by a row of long spears, and about 20% of the knights died from being stabbed by a spear. I couldn’t go any further.

60% of the knights had already lost their charge speed and were in a situation where they could no longer charge…

If you miss this moment, there may be no more opportunities.

No, even if there is, any further sacrifice is a failure and negligence of duty towards those who have followed me and to my family who are waiting for their return.

Therefore, at this timing, for the most efficient and effective charge, I snatched a halberd from a soldier and said.

“Sergeant Randall, raise your flag and prepare to follow right behind me! The same goes for the Halberds under Frost Platoon! All rush!!”

Then I lowered the vise of my helmet, and with my halberd in my hand, rushed through the open area of the long spear box, to the front of the charge formation ‘with a group of knights’.

Seeing me run away, the halberd-wielding soldiers also followed me with puzzled expressions.

“The Baron is with us! Let’s follow His Excellency, the undefeated master, and make a mark!!”

“Even if I die, Your Excellency will save me! Why? If your Excellency dies, it’s because I have no future. Charge!!”

The enemy knights who watched the scene would not be able to see properly because their faces were covered by the helmet, but they must be experiencing great frustration.

Eventually, madmen began to appear who performed ‘escape in front of the enemy’, a taboo as a knight.

“That’s an evil army from hell! We can’t fight and win against monsters like that!!”

“How dare a soldier stop our charge… the honorable charge of Nantes? This is a miracle… and we are heretics against the miracle…”

“Escape from here is the only way to keep your honor. His Excellency, Count of Nantes, was abandoned by Deus..”

Having given up their honor, they took off their helmets, gauntlets and weapons from their arms and legs, and started running to their deaths in order to live.

And for the poor honor-bound souls, I decided to bestow mercy.

I hooked the armor of the knight in front of me on the halberd’s hook, pulled me off the horse, threw the halberd to the ground, and pierced his neck with the dagger at my side.

Push, push, and the blood spurted out and landed on my face through the cracks in my helmet, armor, and helmet.

Obviously, this person’s blood must have been 36.5 degrees, but this person’s blood that splattered on me was like hot water that reached 50 degrees, so hot that I thought I might be getting burned.

And when I pulled the next article down in the same way, the underside of that article was damp before I knew it.

I think I’ve already lost my will to fight, so I said after getting on top of the article.

“If you surrender, I will protect your knight’s honor.”

Hearing that, the knight waddled in his armor and voluntarily headed for our soldiers’ camp even though the soldiers weren’t watching.

If he had just run away towards the enemy, he wouldn’t have paid the ransom and would have saved his life… Are you an idiot…

That’s how me and the halberds led by me subdued at least a hundred people all at once.

A hundred knights is about 2,000 soldiers based on the average serf soldiers, so…

The war is over, but…

And when the charge failed and the remaining knights were about to run away…

Disastrous things began to happen to them.

Our knights from the other side were charging in thin, wide formations while raising dust.

They’ve already stolen their souls from us, but they’re doing more here, which is why war is so brutal.

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