566

Episode 566: If you run away now, you can survive. (3)

The infantry commander of the 6th Legion of the Arthrod Army, Count Kedran, was in a state of despair.

It was because even though they were not fighting directly, just moving around was so difficult.

They say that the virtue of infantry is marching. They really had to keep walking without stopping.

"Move quickly! We need to secure a position in the next area!"

The soldiers were busy moving frantically as they were told. They didn't know why they were moving or where they were going.

Because that was a matter for the higher-ups to decide and announce.

The soldiers murmured with tired expressions.

"Wow, this is driving me crazy."

"Are we at war?"

"Why do you keep coming and going?"

Even though they were elite soldiers, they had never done such a crazy march before. They had never fought a proper battle in the meantime.

They are always hiding somewhere, waiting, or just digging a bunch of traps that they won't use.

They call it 'tactical movement', but if you can understand that, you're not a soldier.

Although they were dissatisfied, they could not resist, so they followed the 6th Corps diligently.

Count Cedran wiped the sweat from his face as he looked at the map.

"Phew, it's a little better this time."

Their mission was to establish a position at the target location. Once they had established the position, they simply had to defend it.

Although the role is to simply buy time by first blocking enemy attacks, it is still a mission worth trying.

"Let's go quickly!"

Even though the enemy forces had been greatly reduced, they might appear again somewhere. Since the infantry force was relatively small in number, they had to move as quickly as possible.

As they were marching so diligently, a cloud of dust rose from behind.

A soldier with good eyesight who was at the very back discovered it.

"Huh? Huh?"

Doo doo doo doo doo!

The ground shook slightly, and a group of people could be seen approaching from a distance, all on horseback.

The soldier's face, who was looking closely, became distorted.

"Fuck, they're not on our side."

It was obvious that they were not allies. They had been caught by the enemy.

The soldier shouted loudly.

"The enemy! The enemy has appeared!"

The sound startled Viscount Cedran.

"What? Why! That can't be?"

This side has information about the enemy. It has been a long time since they left the battlefield where the Allied forces began their pursuit.

Moreover, the route was completely detoured, making it impossible to predict.

But how did you find it and chase after it so quickly!

"Form a defensive formation! Quickly! We must block it!"

The soldiers here were elite. They had extensive war experience and had achieved many victories.

They quickly formed up in formation, spears thrust forward, and the archers drew their bows from behind.

It was a formation designed to block a cavalry charge.

Doo doo doo doo doo!

The soldiers are crouching. If we can just block the first assault with minimal casualties, then we have a chance of victory.

They had many experiences like that.

Doo doo doo doo doo!

The soldiers in the front line clenched their teeth and held their shields tightly.

A cavalry charge always causes the most damage during the first impact. Now that I was facing it head-on, my heart was pounding like it was going to burst.

Still, they did not lose their fighting spirit. They believed in their experience and were confident that they could survive.

Doo doo doo doo doo!

The speed of the cavalry that was charging forward like a storm was gradually slowing down. The soldiers looked puzzled.

You need to increase the speed, why are you slowing it down?

Only the man in the lead was running without slowing down.

The lower-ranking commanders who saw this shouted loudly and encouraged their soldiers.

"The enemy's speed has slowed down!"

"I can stop it!"

"One person! Don't shoot the arrow yet!"

It's better. If you reduce the speed, the impact strength will be reduced. You will also take more damage from bow attacks.

A little more confidence rose in the soldiers' hearts.

There's only one person. Even if the author is a superhuman, the ranks won't break easily.

The man at the head of the cavalry, Julian, tightened his grip on the reins of his horse as he approached the soldiers.

Ddddddd!

The horse turned sideways and stopped. Naturally, Yulien found himself looking at his enemies from the side.

He slowly raised his sword.

The soldiers of Artorodegun thought that the sight was truly picturesque. They did not know why he suddenly stood up and raised his sword.

'What the heck, why is it so cool and crazy?'

'Are you trying to suggest surrender?'

'It looks like that because the cavalry has slowed down.'

Everyone was thinking their own way.

Meanwhile, Julian's sword came down again, drawing a gentle line.

And at that moment.

Kagagagagagak!

The ground split in a straight line. At the same time, the bodies of the soldiers in the direction of the sword were also split in half.

It was as if a giant blade had cut through the middle of the enemy formation.

It happened in an instant. The soldiers who missed what happened just stared blankly.

It took them a while to realize what had happened, but they were shocked by the horrific sight.

"Eww!"

"what!"

"What the heck is going on!"

I just swung my sword once from afar, and Jinhyeong was cut down to the end.

All those who stood in that path were torn apart and killed.

The soldiers stepped aside to the sides without me knowing.

The clearly drawn lines on the ground and the corpses of my comrades split in half told me that this was reality.

The soldiers were confused by the incomprehensible phenomenon. The will to fight to the death was completely lost.

Slowly, slowly.

Julian rode slowly, his horse moving slowly. In a heavy silence, he began to pass through the formations that split to the left and right.

The soldiers did not dare to rush in. All they could do was watch Yulien pass through the forked path.

It was no different from a weak animal frozen in place at the sight of a powerful predator.

Slowly, slowly.

Even though the enemy had entered alone in the middle of our formation, the soldiers did not rush in, but rather retreated further. This was because everyone had the mindset that they should not dare approach.

Viscount Cedron, who was at the very back, stuttered.

"What, what are you guys doing? Hey, hurry up and attack… … ."

He couldn't continue speaking properly either. His mind had turned white with fear.

Is this possible? Is this the power that humans can have?

It was natural that they could not understand.

Yulien became stronger than before, thanks to the enlightenment he gained naturally while fighting Helgenik and Leonard.

As Yulien's rank increases and the gap in skill between him and his opponents grows, his attacks become more powerful.

Right away.

Yulien, who had come before the pale and exhausted Viscount Cedran, swung his sword again.

Squat.

Bam.

The head of the Viscount Cedran fell to the floor, as naturally as it had always been.

Julian glanced back and spoke softly.

"If you run away now, you can survive."

With those words, he rode off again, his attitude indicating that he had no further interest in the soldiers.

Doo doo doo doo doo doo!

At the same time, the cavalry waiting at the rear picked up speed again.

The Artrode army was already terrified and disorganized. If the cavalry came, they would be pushed back.

"Run away!"

Someone shouted. As soon as they heard that, the soldiers all started to scatter in all directions.

Even experienced soldiers could not stand this absurd situation.

Doo doo doo doo doo doo!

The cavalry ignored the scattering soldiers and followed Julian.

There was no need for anyone to fight. They had already been so terrified that they had no will to fight anymore.

Julian continued to run, following Dark's lead.

"… … ."

He still didn't say anything. He didn't even try to find out anything else.

After all, it wasn't difficult to predict what they were after.

As he had predicted, Count Srouk, commander of the 6th Army Corps, took up a position in the path of additional Allied forces.

"Scout out the area and find a place to hide."

He now intended to wait in a suitable place. From now on, he should move more cautiously.

Count Srouk reiterated his strategic objectives once again.

"If we take over the supply route after attacking the support forces, the Rutanian army will eventually have no choice but to move."

Then, other legions waiting on this side will join in. After that, they will chase the Rutanian army all the way to the legion that defeated the Allied forces.

And the most important supply route would also be taken by our forces. Then the war would be as good as over.

"The timing has to be just right… … ."

Of course, this was when the commanders of each corps made good judgments and moved quickly as they obtained information.

If a small corps were to fight separately from the Rutanian army, they could easily be annihilated. So they must constantly look around and not rest.

"It's a very feasible plan. It can work."

Because the other legion commanders were not inferior to him, but rather superior.

So far, things have been going very well. The details have changed a little, but the big strategy is going smoothly.

While checking the plan like that and waiting for news from the scouts.

"The enemy! The enemy has appeared!"

A scout came running up to us, panting, and shouted.

Count Srouk frowned and muttered.

"Enemy?"

Why is the enemy already here? The Allied Forces' route of movement was not this way.

On the other hand, they moved in a fairly circuitous manner from the place where they had fought before. And besides, there would be infantry positions along that route?

Even if we had fought and come back, we couldn't have come this quickly.

But the scout continued speaking urgently.

"A cavalry force of about 20,000 men. They are approaching at incredible speed!"

"Tsk. Did you come from the other side? How did you know?"

Count Srouk clicked his tongue. There were more of them. Even if he ran away, it was obvious that there would be an endless chase.

In that case, we have no choice but to fight here.

"It's a shame that the 5th Legion hasn't arrived yet. But that doesn't matter. Everyone, prepare for battle! Wizards, deploy your magic fields just in case!"

The Artroad Army quickly formed its formation.

In any case, a fight between cavalrymen is decided by which side has greater destructive power.

There are two superhumans in the 6th Legion. If the superhumans were ahead, they would have a chance of winning.

Count Srouk spoke to the priests.

"You two, stop the enemy first. It will only take a moment. We will turn around and attack from both sides."

"Okay, I understand."

The priests stepped forward confidently. After all, there are hardly any superhumans outside of the main Lutania force.

So I thought it wouldn't be any different from other allied forces.

Doo doo doo doo doo doo!

Soon, an enemy cavalry charge came into view, raising a cloud of dust.

"Here we go! Get ready!"

As Count Srouk shouted, the cavalry of the 6th Legion spread out on both sides to strike the flank.

Kwaaang!

At the same time, two priests shot forward.

They will penetrate the enemy cavalry formation and disrupt their movements, as maneuver tactics are especially important in cavalry fighting.

Paaaaaaa!

The two priests who were being shot had sneers on their faces.

The enemy cavalry was slowing down. It was obvious that they were trying to avoid being attacked from the flank.

But that wasn't the only reason he laughed.

Dagdak, dagdak, dagdak.

Isn't the man in the lead approaching alone?

They clearly knew that there was a superhuman on this side, and that they were the ones running ahead.

"What an insolent fellow!"

"Do you think I'm some kind of Duke of Fenris?"

The priests felt offended.

The rumor that the Salvation Church priests were half-supermen spread widely across the continent. This fact was also shattered as soon as they attacked the Duke of Fenris.

Although they were regaining their reputation through this war, the priests were still undervalued.

Whenever they fought against the Allied Forces, knights would openly come running towards them. This was because the perception had spread that if several knights joined forces, they could fight.

Gooooooo!

The priests drew their energy. Black energy rose through their bodies.

After killing that guy who didn't even know the topic, I planned to massacre my enemies.

Because then the fear of them will spread across the continent again.

Kwaaaaang!

The bodies of the two priests were shot out more quickly.

In an instant, they jumped towards the man on the horse, Julian.

"Die!"

The priests' hands, filled with black energy, stretched out towards Julian.

Julian, who had been watching the approaching priests, only then lowered his sword diagonally.

Squat.

"uh?"

One priest felt something strange. His body was no longer stretching.

He lowered his head in puzzlement and opened his eyes wide.

"What is this… … ?"

His body was soon split in half.