Chapter 439
My Villains Episode 439
65. peak of spring(14)
The war was going as we had simulated with our various knights and officers. Thanks to you, my reaction was immediate.
I handed over command to Count Aeneas, to be more precise, to her advisor, Fogan, and then flew straight down the watchtower. The bicorn that was standing under the wooden fence with the bundle burning came towards me with a rough two-legged motion..
Cheeeeeeeek-!
Meanwhile, the river of flames that brightened the dawn sky was once again blocked by the rising wall of water..
Fire arrows with straw balls were usually extinguished in vain. However, the pieces of bitumen that the mercenary wizards ignited with mana did not go out easily even as they rolled around on the floor soaked with water. The steam spewed out so fiercely, riding the breath of the mage Ogshlizo, that it attacked the enemy camp..
“Ugh - move forward! forward forward!”
“stay in line!”
The hot steam burned their faces, but the slaves and magic soldiers did not stop. All I could do was move forward following the loud commands..
“good… … . ready to attack!”
While shouting, he lifted the bicorn's reins and jumped over the low fence in one go..
A small number of knights and their auxiliaries, including Sir Langbolt and Sir Benlow, as well as wizards who had stored up mana, including Master Epoz, gathered one after another..
As they gathered, Atalanta, engulfed in purple light, rose into the air..
Wow!
Six purple spears rose up behind her as she was swimming dozens of meters above. A third eye flashed on the forehead, and a wind of black dust swirled around the ‘white thorn’, a rare white spear..
“Napidot-!”
“Napidot adang't! Eurie juhon!”
The Nudein warriors who were lying down on the defensive line due to the majesty of their leader.
‘Wow-!' He shouted..
As if responding to this, the three-colored brilliance that was showing off in the steam began to dance..
The Void Spear, which stretched out like the tentacles of a giant monster, pierced the chain-armored soldiers, and each time the white thorn was swung, a black tornado poured out and attacked the enemy camp..
“firing! Drop that witch!”
In response to the angry shouts of the leaders, the archers, three in each square, fired their arrows. The square that had Atalanta in range alone was over twenty trillion, so the number of arrows focused on her was also significant..
However, instead of taking a defensive stance or avoiding Atalanta, she concentrated her magic on her right hand holding the white thorn, or rather, on the gray ring worn there..
slurp!
The text engraved on the ring glowed, and a curtain of wind enveloped her. It was a magic ring taken from Leupon, the master of Horhiu Ryu..
The wind blowing from the ring twisted the trajectory of the rain of arrows. Half of it flew to the wrong place, and the rest poured back towards the slave soldiers..
“protect the magic bottle!”
“The defense spell will soon be broken! keep shooting!”
While Atalanta was paying attention, my riders and I were running toward the river..
“Barely, above the clouds - a sweet walk!”
Master Epoz's large-scale acceleration spell resided in over thirty men and horses. The riders ran at a rapid pace, leaping almost as if they were flying, jumping over the 4-meter-wide river in one go..
Because I jumped twice as high as others, I felt dizzy as if I was riding on clouds. I shouted in joy.
“charge-!”
Before the roar that echoed the battlefield could even end, a large demonic beast burst out through the dispersing steam. Lee Gak-soo bared his fangs and hit the leading phalanx like a battering ram..
Puuk!
“Wow!”
A shield soldier was pierced by a spiral horn and hung languidly..
“Stop it! Gracious Alzenber - Kkeok,”
A dark red trace drew a semicircle..
The head wearing a full helmet rose into the sky, mixed with the spear and wrist. The body holding the ax and spear took a step back and hit its buttocks..
While six or seven slave soldiers were hit and rolled around by the magic beast's body, the redrawn chest split the head of the magic soldier who was licking his lips horizontally..
‘‘Kill them all.'”
The Red Knight roared with laughter and gave the reins to the next phalanx..
Crying.
Bicorn violently whipped his neck and threw the shield soldier attached to his horn among the slave soldiers. As the scaly hand pointed towards him, the bleeding shield soldier exploded, spewing blood in all directions..
A loud burst of laughter followed..
The riders who followed the red knight across the river also showed off their fierce spirit..
“Tsk.”
The knight in the blue cloak clicked his tongue when he realized that all around him were small insects. However, he became one with the sturdy, armored war horse and began to run wild..
The magic sword with a dazzling white blade cut through chain armor and helmets like rotten boards thanks to its superhuman prowess. It took the ‘Knight of True Iron’ not even half a minute, let alone a minute, to completely destroy a single phalanx. Unlike the Silver Prince's knights who acted alone, the Count Milgrester's knights formed small 'lances'. The knight who took the lead was accompanied by a squire and two light cavalry to act as auxiliary soldiers..
“Let's go, fight without shame!”
“for honor!”
No matter how elite the pagan slave corps at Altzenberg were, that was the standard of their soldiers. It was impossible for a knight who had endured harsh training to block a heavily armored cavalry formation with three or four pairs of spears, a shield, and a few arrows..
“window, listen!”
“Aim for the cracks in the armor or the horse's eyes.!”
The slave soldiers held their ground with unusual determination..
The knights swung their spears, axes, maces, and flails with resolute skill, crushing long spears and shields. The auxiliary soldiers who followed easily finished off the collapsed square..
Just before the wind armor surrounding Atalanta dispersed, three figures passed by her..
The ones who jumped tens of meters high as if defying gravity were men and women wearing headgear shaped like feathers..
“Rider of the sun!”
‘The other two swordsmen also shouted along with Tiloria Ovir, the woman who became the new representative of the Sel-Sid Ryu. And then it went parabolic and crashed..
“Hang in there! As long as we tie them up, both wings can cross the defense line! The magicians are in a hurry to cast spells.-”
The three swordsmen attacked like hawks the senior commander of the slave army who was shouting like that..
wedge!
“Oh my, above!”
The commander had six heavily armed guards attached to him. However, because the attack from the air was so sudden, the guards' reaction was not fast enough..
Sigh!
The two swordsmen cut down the two guards with a slash that fully utilized the force of their fall. Tiloria also cut off the arm of one of the guards on the wide road, then cut off the commander's collar and beard at the same time with a smooth, coordinated movement..
“catch it!”
The slave soldiers of Altenburg, whose emotions were almost strong, swung their weapons at the swordsmen before they even felt anger or embarrassment..
However, the title was not in vain, the three swordsmen countered attacks coming from all directions with elegant movements and then kicked the ground. At the same time, the headgear they wore vibrated..
Kuheung.
With a sound like compressed air bursting, the three men and women flew across the road and river..
The archers who were urgently aiming their bows at them were swept away by the rushing wind that flew in with the black light and rolled around covered in blood..
It took only a few minutes for the Silver Prince's two knights and their eight-pronged lances to crush more than twenty small phalanxes. So, it was impossible to blame the magicians who completed the spell only then..
Just before they fired attack spells such as fireballs or 'enhanced arrow lightning' at the riders. Four battle wizards who were waiting on the other side of the river, escorted by Hares Kisses, quickly chanted a spell..
“Dam, minan, dissem!
“Cium, judio, fulgurnos!”
They were relatively advanced among Milgrester's battle wizards, and were particularly talented in 'spell blocking'. The magic soldiers who were about to fire an attack spell at the counter-spell they quickly recited had their mana flow back and vomited blood one after another..
The magic soldiers who were out of range of the battle magicians fired attack spells, but most of the riders quickly spread out and evaded them. Phoenix used Bicorn's two horns, which destroy low-level spells, to scatter fire balls, and Langbolt swung his blue cloak and absorbed a long lightning arrow like a spear..
“Damn it.”
The senior commander commanding the left wing of the formation spoke softly..
The person who lost his life in Tiloria's assault was the commander of the five hundred slave soldiers on the right wing. With his death, a single senior commander assumed command of the entire left and right wings..
The long line of slave soldiers was collapsing from the center. The cavalry, led by red knights, was much stronger than expected, so they could not possibly be dealt with in a spread formation..
“Tell the centurions in the center of the ranks.”
The commander, who had been thinking hard, bit his lip and gave an order..
“Block those cavalrymen at your own discretion. Once both wings have crossed the river, Seongbaek will finish it off..”
Immediately after giving the order, the senior commander suddenly collapsed, bleeding out. It may have been incomprehensible to him and his guards, but it was committed by an assassin who crossed the river with a red knight..
The centurions in the center immediately gave orders to the message that had become the commander's will..
“Gather! Gather together and block the enemy's breakthrough!”
While both wings of the formation crossed the light green river, the slave soldiers in the center began to gather in groups of at least fifty or as many as a hundred..
However, because there had already been more than two hundred casualties, the assembled group was small in size and only about three in number..
Doo doo doo-
Through the loose gaps between the large mass of slave soldiers, over 100 elite soldiers wearing golden chain armor and plate breastplates and over 30 imperial knights appeared. An old master with disciples on his left and right was also there..
“enemy, enemy, enemy-!”
The angry shout of an old man in his seventies shook the field where about eight people were seen. The squires and light soldiers who followed the knight with their lances trembled their shoulders without realizing it..
“Hahaha!”
The Red Knight, otherwise known as the ‘rider of the frenzy’, burst into laughter befitting his nickname. Then he took the javelin from his saddle and hurled it like a thunderbolt..
Kaang!
Hofken Seongbaek raised his hawk-like sword, deflected the javelin, and frowned. When I glanced down, I saw blood reflected on the thin leather gloves. My grip was torn from just blocking one javelin..
While the old master's face hardened, the enemy knight pulled the reins and retreated. Lang Bolt and the seven Lances followed him and began to retreat into the river. The devil in his eyes, who had been wandering in the sky and spreading his evil spell, had long since disappeared..
“chase!”
A rain of arrows rained down on the backs of the red knights and cavalry at Holy Baek Hofken's shout, and the magicians dispatched from 'Linhow on the Mountain' also rained down spheres of destruction..
Guooooh!
What stopped him was the breath of the old mage standing on the watchtower of the defense line..
Ogshlizo's gust of wind scattered the arrows. However, the destruction masters seemed to have made a plan this time, and the purple spheres did not break in vain..
The mage wiggled his pale eyebrows and raised his mana. The gusts became stronger, and the spheres of destruction ended up changing their trajectories..
Shuuu - Kwaang!
“Wow!”
“Holy shit-”
Explosions occurred one after another at the defense line, the light green river, and the fields. The kingdom soldiers who were unlucky to be hit there instantly turned to dust. The ones who screamed were those who were caught up in the aftermath of the fence bursting and the trench collapsing..
Meanwhile, the red knights and cavalry, running under strong gusts of wind, jumped over the river in one go. It was the exact moment when old Seongbaek and the cavalry chasing them were about to throw themselves into the river..
Grumbling!
The mercenary wizards hiding on the riverbank fired fireballs all at once. As a large fireball erupted before their eyes, the imperial cavalry came to a startling halt..
““This wicked-” Holy Baek Hofken, who was in a hurry to activate the magic contained in his gloves, was wide-eyed at the sight of blazing fireballs passing over his head. And I looked at where the fireball was heading and groaned..
“Shit.”
Quaguagwang!
An explosion occurred in the middle of the slave soldiers. Because they formed a tight formation to block the enemy knights and cavalry, nearly two hundred troops were evaporated by only five or six fireballs..
“Sir, we must continue to attack.!”
“No, we have to wait until the saboteurs tear down all those shabby wooden fences.!”
“Are you going to report this shameful criminal record to the prince? Let's attack!”
Seongbaek remained silent for a moment, looking back at the raging fire that covered one side of the field..
“……step back.”
The old man spoke as if chewing and spitting out. The imperial knights who made eye contact with him fell silent..
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