66 – Pig Hunt (7)

However, Nasiel von Kreuttel needs to drive them in order to win as economically and efficiently as possible.

Because what I won was only about 10% of the enemy army’s knights in number, and it wasn’t because I wiped out the infantry.

At least right now, there is no news that the enemy infantrymen are still struggling with other soldiers of the army, perhaps because they are being caught by the bait that Chris spread and their speed is slowing down…

However, the information conveyed by the messenger cannot be delivered in real time like in modern Korea due to the speed and distance of the messenger…

The exact situation of the war is unknown due to the lack of situational awareness caused by the ‘lack of information’ expressed as ‘fog of the battlefield’ in war games such as StarCraft.

Nonetheless, since only about 2,000 soldiers have already won against ‘knights’ of similar size… Although I can say that the war is over, as I thought a moment ago.

However, if even 10% of the knights escape safely, tomorrow the enemy will either ‘reorganize’ again centering on the infantry and attack us using their numerical superiority, or else they will return to their own castles and enter into a defensive battle.

If that happens, I will lose more future serfs and citizens, the cost of war will be maximized, and more blood will be shed by the soldiers who fought for me.

During the military council, the knights deliberately pushed themselves to the point where they couldn’t express such an opinion, and it came to the point of defeating the knights of the Count of Nantes… but 60-80% of them must still be alive.

So I have to slaughter my enemies like an Asura, like a blood-crazed killer… in order to kill even one less of my allies.

“messenger! Is there a messenger!!”

At my words, one of the soldiers with a long spear came up to me and said:

“Corporal Mainz!”

“You should immediately tell the platoon commander of your platoon and deliver it like this. ‘To the company commander of all allies on the other side, 1600 knights were completely defeated by only 2000 infantry! And tell the enemy the false news that Schwein has been captured!”

“Yes, I understand.”

Hearing this, Corporal Mainz started to run because his feet were on fire.

And our men quickly filled the hole left by the departure of Mainz’s platoon.

Although I ordered training, to be able to move so fast…

And after a while, the enemy knights began to slowly move away from our unit.

Seeing that, the soldiers put down their long spears, sat down, and began to rest.

“Hey, I thought I was going to die!”

“I heard from Sergeant Short in the intelligence unit yesterday that there were 1,600 enemy knights…”

“Wow, Mr…. Somehow, there were so many of them!! I thought I was falling behind!”

“What about me though? Because I caught two knights! If you do well, you will be promoted to sergeant! I’ll confess to Layla when I get promoted! Eh, if you have a sergeant, don’t you live like a village chief?”

“I am sitting there laughing. Leila in your village is enough to become His Excellency’s concubine! They say they have a reputation for having a pretty face! You must have already been married!”

“Hey! uh!!! You don’t know yet!!”

A decent commander would allow the soldiers who had achieved this result to rest for a while, but now they had to win an overwhelming victory over the enemy.

And our troops can still fight more.

So I approached and talked to them in order to raise their morale and order them to charge again.

“You-all?”

As I approached and spoke to the soldiers, who were talking about a woman named Layla, they started shouting official titles.

“Corporal Mantz!”

“Private Sandel!”

“Sergeant Oink!”

I waved at them and calmed them down.

“I don’t know how pretty a girl named Layla is, but who said she would confess to her?”

After hearing that, the man who identified himself as Private Sandel quietly raised his hand.

“Is it you? Yeah, did I say she was so pretty that I wanted to take her as my concubine? How pretty is it?”

“How pretty! Her eyes are big like cherries, and her lips are as red and cute as a red rose! I definitely want to marry that child! So I will confess after entering the army and being successful!!”

Guys who talk like that always die in the middle of a war in movies or animations, but this is reality… You won’t die just saying that, right?

So I tapped Sendel on the shoulder and said.

“It’s enough for me to squeeze with Ella at night. So I don’t want to take another concubine. And I’m not even married yet! You and I are the same old bachelor!”

After that, I looked around…

The soldiers were speechless at the sight of a noble aristocrat, the equivalent of a baron, and a lowly serf private, joking as if they were friends.

I just blankly opened my mouth and looked at me and Sendel in turns.

“Okay, Private Sandel. I will surely achieve many achievements and return alive. So, to be promoted to a sergeant who is freed from marriage restrictions. If you become a sergeant, will you be able to get married?”

“Yeah! That’s right!!”

“If I succeed in being promoted to sergeant at the end of this war, I swear on my name that I will attend your wedding. I’ll open it in a splendid way in the castle. I also want to look at a woman who is so pretty that my eyes will go round!”

At those words, Private Sandel and the other soldiers surrounding me were weeping at the grace beyond common sense of the great baron whom they respected before they knew it.

After this level of encouragement, I began to feel confident that I would be willing to follow even if I ordered a slightly harsher strategy for my soldiers.

So I took my flag away from Sergeant Randall and said,

“My proud soldiers who have families to protect or lovers to love! Home, if you want to go back to your hometown and take a rest!! Follow me, the enemy is still before our eyes! If they enter their castle and set up a sit-in, it will only delay the time to return to their hometown! Even if you’re tired, grab your spear and follow me! I am with you!”

After saying that, I strained my weak legs and started running while wearing the iron plate armor.

And after a while, looking back, the soldiers were no longer showing signs of exhaustion from fighting while ‘risking their lives’ and using up their stamina just before.

In their eyes, there was only the certainty that if they were with ‘The Honorable Excellency’, there would be a brighter day in their lives.

After running about 500 meters like that, I waved a flag to stop the soldiers and ordered them to form a square.

All of them quickly formed a square, and they had already completely cut off the back of the enemy army.

After a while, the enemy knights and friendly knights started to charge for a clash.

We carry lances, but because they are few in number compared to the enemy, the depth was really shallow to match the width with them.

The enemy maintained a formation close to 9-10 lines, but the allies were only 3 lines.

But nonetheless, the screams of death…

“Kreutel!!”

“Nonsense…”

“Ciel!! A child who is not even a dog!!”

“For Your Excellency the Baron…”

The enemy’s side was much bigger.

Then Kreutel’s knights retreated swiftly, as they were unable to fight the far greater number of enemy knights without their lances.

“Soldiers, follow me! Your honor and wealth are held by the knights in front of you, so take the arrogant knights of Nantes off their horses!”

Then I raised the flag and charged with the soldiers breaking formation to pursue the enemy knights.

Because, even if the formation is broken, our infantry will surely be able to defeat the knights who are already in a state of disrepair.

The formation was broken, but the soldiers dealt with the knights on horseback by linking up at a ratio of ‘2 spears, 1 halberd’, probably because they had heard the importance of linkage from me in the previous training.

After blocking the movement of the knights with two polearms and stabbing their horses, the soldier with the halberd struck the helmet to stop it in shock, then stabbed the enemy with a sword with a dagger under or inside the helmet.

As a result, our battlefield turned into mayhem.

“Aagh! Snow!!”

“If you lie down quietly, you will die in one shot. old man.”

“You dare to talk about common diseases like cockroaches!! You guys have no qualms about killing nobles!!”

“To us, nobles are your Excellency and those who follow you. All other nobles are just lumps of money!”

“hehehe, if I kill you, Maria will get a dress…”

“You madman!! go away!! Go away!!”

“10 gold coins for each knight’s neck! Even if you catch and kill 10 of them, you can build a house in Kreutel Castle!”

“I will surrender!!! No, I will surrender!! Elder, please save my life! I don’t want to die for that bastard!!”

The blood of the knights flowing on the battlefield formed a puddle and eventually began to flow like a small stream.

So, around the time my soldiers slaughtered the ‘noble nobles’, 3,000 other soldiers began to join them, who would share despair and death fairly.

Now, from a distance, I can only see the biggest flag with my emblem on it, but when they join in, there will be carnage.

Someone might ask if the battle that just happened was not a ‘genocide’, but strictly speaking, as a historian, I don’t think it was a massacre ‘if the opponent can resist even a little bit’.

However, the purpose of this war is not the complete incapacitation and massacre of the Countess of Nantes, who will always be enemies…

I decided to show one last mercy for those poor young and pitiful knights.

“Everyone, surrender if you don’t want to die. Do not risk your life in a lost war that is not honorable. If you are willing to surrender, lay down your arms.”

Then, I raised my flag with one hand to the highest-looking knight among the knights who had already lost the will to resist, and pointed it at his neck and said:

“If you do, I will spare you the death of a dog. to return to the family. Or will you fight me?”

“But, I am a knight. If you’re a knight, of course you have to fight a traitor like you…”

He said that, but his voice was already full of agitation, and his eyes were no longer looking at me.

His will to fight must have been completely broken, but is he deliberately making a last-ditch effort to protect his honor…

In other words, if you break that guy’s will to fight, many knights under his command will just surrender.

And a competent or honest subordinate under an incompetent boss… It’s a waste of talent to let him die like this.

Because if I’m going to swallow Nantes, I’ll have to put on a show that attracts articles like this…

“Surrender for the sake of the vassals who serve you, the serfs of the estate. What will they do if you die?”

“I just want you to have mercy! Giving them to me and helping them help me is all thanks to the Count. To repay the favor, I die here!”

….. He’s a really wasteful man to just kill, and a knight with this personality would have a pretty good reputation inside the territory…

I don’t know if I can use it well.

“Just surrender. The war is already over, and if you don’t surrender, all the other knights will be killed here. The reason I am making this proposal now is because there is a knight like you who has not lost his honor yet.”

Hearing that, the old knight aimed his sword at me in that situation, sighed, and then put his sword on the ground.

expressing a willingness to surrender.

In order not to miss this timing, I raised my hand and shouted.

“Gentlemen! go back! I won!”