30 A Close Fight with some help (1/2)
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There was an even bigger commotion than how it was when we all found out that Grey Steelfangs and even Striped Madness were attacking the camp. We all were prepared in this camp and fought off those that slipped away from the defense that the central campers put up. However, we really can't tell if that was even a defense with them just jumping the Striped Madness and messing up the pack-formation of the Steelfangs with sheer numbers. Each mercenary camp had about a century each and everyone here were gathered from the elite of each mercenary company. One cannot find an incompetent here, except the greenhorns that came to take care of menial tasks. The fighting force is great, and we were prepared. I feel sorry for the rest who did not heed our warnings, but I can't change their destiny now. All we can do is fight and survive.
After fighting off Steelfangs and Striped Madness' and killing them. The commotion that I mentioned earlier increased by folds.
A Minotaur that seemed to be the leader of this horde came charging into the camp right at the center of the whole campsite and started rampaging as if playing in its backyard. It swung a great war axe around as if swinging twigs. Anyone hit by that turned into incomplete corpses right away. The fear it brought was not something that mercenaries that were used to fighting humans could bridge. Some of these mercenaries are former adventurers who found that fighting monsters were boring and mundane as they fought the monsters with forces that could rival an army just to thoroughly kill a single Hobgoblin. A Hobgoblin had the strength to equal 50 people with military training easily unlike their smaller cousins the Goblins that can fight a man to man. And a Minotaur was on the higher scale of the Monster Ranking System of the Adventurer's guild. A Minotaur sits at a high Rank B position. Which means this is a target for subjugation by an army of 500 specialists. When I say specialists, I mean to say that they should be adventurers focused on monster hunting and subjugation instead of exploration. They had to also be Rank A in the Guild's ranking system for adventurers to face the Minotaur. These people are rank-less in terms of the guild's standards, but they were top class mercenaries that can fight any human army that they are faced with. That's where the disparity lies.
They were being slaughtered because they were employing human tactics on a monster of this level. And we were being overrun by the smaller fries that came with the Minotaur.
”Jon, you take charge in facing that monster! We need you to lead us into victory this time! Do you copy?” I shouted to him.
”Loud and clear Sir!” Jon took charge and brought with him Mor. The greenhorn that joined the mercenary company not too long ago. Maybe he sees potential in him or whatever since he is taking care of him.
”Tell us what to do.” I said after discarding disrupting thoughts in my head and focused on watching the Minotaur's movements.
”Sir, I will take the vanguard position and you will circle around it to hit it with big attacks to whittle its health down. While Mor will give support from behind with basic spells primarily to distract it.” Jon paused and then continued; I really think this guy would make a fine replacement for me one day. But still too early for that.
”I feel very good for some reason and so, let's do this without neglecting to freely move according to the openings that present themselves. That's all. Let's fight and have a good drink after!” Jon encouraged while I prepare my biggest attacks out of reach of the Minotaur for now.
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It's time we face off with the Minotaur!
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