Chapter 29: The War with the Harmon Territory (2) (1/2)
Chapter 29: The War with the Harmon Territory (2)
The main forces of Viscount Harive chase -- but they could not catch up to the eneh both sides were infantrymen, the troops of the Forrest county were handpicked for their agility and had been given the lightest equip able to match their pace, Viscount Harhts forth Don’t let therasp!”
Viscount Har hi that no enehts on horseback
“Yes, hts immediately spurred their horses on at his command The number of horses that broke away from the rank and file was ten This was the entirety of Viscount Harht then…
“It see out”
To out a s it to his mouth And then…
Piiiiieeee!
The sound of the object spread far and wide
“Whoa, how is that louder than a horn even though it’s smaller?”
Rick watched To had not actually existed in this world until now, but Milton had commissioned a blacksmith to produce it: a whistle Milton had it crafted so that Rick and Tonal once they and their troops reached the assigned location
And right on cue, two throngs of soldiers appeared from either side
“The enele one of theo!”
These forces were led by Milton and Jero a unit of 50 men each, Milton and Jero at the signal of the whistle
At the sa unit turned around and counterattacked the enereatly bewildered by an attack inco from three different sides: the front and both flanks
“Respond to them immediately!”
“Don’t panic! The enehts commanded their troops in order to maintain the battle lines hatever ht, but such a feat was impossible The battle for their vain pursuit, and now they were being ambushed by an unexpected enehts were also indeed unable to assess where they should respond to first
It was the worst situation iinable
On top of that…
The most decisive factor was Jerome Taker
“Your life is not worth hts tried to block Jerome’s path; but it was impossible to impede him, let alone slow his advance
“H-… he’s a monster”
“Kuh… someone do someth-… UGH!”
Jerome led the attack head-on and pressured the ene his lead was filled with a rush of vigor
“Follow the lead of Sir Taker!”
“The enemy are on the brink of destruction!”
“Uooooooh!”
The morale of the troops skyrocketed as they brutally assaulted the enemy lines with valor
On the other hand, Viscount Har been completely consumed by their enemy There was no way they could be a match
Compared to the hardened soldiers of the Hildess Republic that they fought against on the Western Front, Viscount Hars who had never experienced a proper battle before Jero back, soon followed by Milton, Rick, and Tommy who also crashed into the enemy without hesitation
“Who… what on earth is that uy like that?”
Viscount Harmon co destroyed
He was a man who had lived a life far from the fires of war, as a noble in the peaceful countryside of a peaceful nation
Through learned knowledge, he was roughly aware of what an Expert grade swordshts were clearly given special treatment by the royal Capital But this was his first ti the skills of an Expert at full display on the battlefield
This was not what he had iined
Experts they may be, Viscount Harmon did not think they would be this ferocious
His entire body was overcohts – whose armaments he had poured a fortune into – be unable to turn to every which direction to fight like a bunch of stiff scarecrows, as they were felled one by one
“Viscount Harmon is over there!”
He was jolted back to his senses by an enemy soldier’s announcement
“ST-… ST- ST- STOP HIM!”
Viscount Hare of enemy troops towards him
Meanwhile, he hilancing behind hi all the boxes for lowering his troop’s morale”
“It takes a special kind of talent to do that”
Milton and Jerome conversed as they saw Viscount Harht and retreat by hi, the two had routed the ene behind the tere the probationary knights ere originally mercenaries It was excellent that they had lured the enemy into an arand prize slip by
“Shall we place bets on who catches hiestion and replied
“You seeure her than for swordsmanshi+p”
“Hahaha… really now?”
The two glanced at each other with a grin, then
“Giddy up!”
“Hup!”
The two riled their horses into a gallop
Viscount Har sense of doo sensation, which even the dim-witted Viscount could feel, was like when a predator set its eyes on prey
“Heeeek, stay away!”
Viscount Harmon desperately spurred on his horse as he fled, but there was no way he could outpace Milton and Jerome’s pursuit with his own equestrianism that was only accustomed to cultured leisurely trots
Dududududu…
Viscount Harmon felt the blood drain fro closer and closer
And at long last…
h!</e over with a loud cry
“Ugh!”
He was knocked off his horse soon after