205 Bullhead (1/2)

Breaking through frozen statues was far easier to do than hacking at live bodies. In fact, Ty's Snowpiercer spell was so strong, he'd cut a line of frozen enemy soldiers that extended past their hastily made shield wall.

”It really does feel like taking candy from a baby,” I said just as I smashed the butt of my falchion onto the frozen shield of a satyr warrior.

”What have you got against babies, Commander?” one of the heavy infantry dwarves asked me just as he rammed his rather thick bulwark shield against the frozen soldier to the right of my frozen soldier and smashed him into pieces. ”Didn't think you were the cruel type.”

”The commander's a well-known tactician, Blitzen,” said the dwarf on my left. ”Of course he's got a dark side to him… how else can he think up such crazy plans that can kill thousands of fairies in a single night?”

”You've got a point there, Floki,” Blitzen nodded sullenly. ”Shit, and here I thought we were saved from crazy commanders…”

Floki, the dwarf to my immediate right, slammed his mace up the groin of an elven soldier who had only been frozen from the waist down — just imagine the pain he must have felt as the dwarf smashed his crown jewels.

It was only after he'd done that when he addressed Blitzen's comment, ”Yup, our commander's one crazy motherfu—”

”Can you guys not talk about me when I'm right beside you?” I asked with a shake of my head.

The satyr directly in front of me hadn't been frozen to the point he couldn't move, but he was still too slow to dodge the combination of slashes I'd just unleashed on him. He dropped dead on the ground moments later.

Watching him fall sent that familiar feeling of guilt knocking on my brain. This made me sigh in relief. I was starting to worry that I was beginning to be desensitized to killing. It was nice to know I was still affected by it no matter how badly. It helped to remind me why I was fighting.

”Commander?” Floki called. ”Are you alright?”

”Ye-yeah,” I tore my eyes away from the dead husk lying at my feet. ”Let's keep at it.”

Although the battle to destroy the enemy's phalanx by breaking into their side began in our favor, the enemy soldiers quickly rallied and formed a second shield wall behind the guys' Ty had frozen. This left me thinking that the enemy commander was at least competent.

Sadly, I wasn't done unleashing Ty on their ass, and as I watched spear-size icicles drop down on their heads from the sky, I imagined Ty to be that cheat power a protagonist gets in those popular novels about transmigration.

This thought made me chuckle to myself as I realized I was technically transmigrating to another world every night. That was so~~o meta.

The two dwarves on either side of me glanced nervously in my direction.

”I call it just like I see it,” Floki nodded in agreement.

”Can you two please shut up and keep your shields up while you're at it,” I growled. ”Give me a few seconds to get my bearings…”

I sent my vision up to tactical view mode once more and took a quick survey of how things were going on my side of this battlefield.

Our hundred guys had managed to push in deep into the enemy's left wing like a dagger that had pierced all the way into a man's heart. Because of our success, Edo's own forces were managing to push the enemy phalanx's line back inch by inch.

It was now terribly obvious that the enemy left wing's formation would crumble soon which I thought was an embarrassment given there were over a thousand of them and just a little over three hundred of us.

”Commander, I think I spotted the target,” Floki said. ”Big guy with a phallus on his forehead… he's making his way here, sir.”

”Idiot!” Blitzen roared. ”That's not a d*ck… it's a… what the hell is that?”

Their jabbering broke my concentration and I was forced to release my tactical view without seeing how the left and center of our unit was faring.

”Didn't I say no—”

The sight of Barducius the Tri-Horn's head looming ever closer almost made me laugh out loud. Floki was right, the dude's ornament in the center looked exactly like a skinny phallus.

”Dapper!” Barducius roared from about five lines of soldiers away. ”I've come to claim your head in the name of Great General Garm!”

”Way to admit to treason, dickwad!” I yelled an appropriate curse at him.

He roared like the rampaging bull he seemed to be and began wading through his soldiers so he could get to me.

”This enemy commander isn't so smart… he coming right toward us,” Floki reasoned.