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Albrecht leads the Rangers through the first and second rally points and arrives at the third rally point. From the third rally point, he crosses the enemy outpost.
They didn't run like they did during training, so the crew was in good health. Above the horse, Albrecht looked down at them and realized, ‘If you sweat that much during training, you will shed less blood in practice.'
I trained and scouted, so I knew exactly where the enemy supply lines were. After the 50 men ambushed and ambushed the supply troops, they decided to leave one squad for each rally point.
The reason we didn't have each squad at each rally point at once was because we wanted the entire crew to have a practical experience. The difference was whether or not they had ever had a real experience.
I'm standing by in a pre-set ambush area, but I don't see any enemy units coming. I wish you would show up like a movie or drama right away. In fact, an ambush was more than half the wait.
Only thick, tall fir trees are heard in dense forests, the sound of birds, the sound of woodpeckers, the sound of trees swelling once the wind blows, and the sound of streams flowing in small distances.
I sent a few scouts out there to take shifts. The rest of the crew leans against the weapons, spreading them everywhere and resting.
A crew clasps their hands together and rests on a large tree with their backs supported. In front of him, a butterfly flew in the sky. He seemed to greet the butterfly with a smile.
On the outside, the crew seemed to be resting quietly, but in fact, they were all overwhelmed with anxiety. No, it was more of a nervous breakdown than anxiety.
After a harsh training, I entered the field, but I felt a bit overwhelmed by just sitting and relaxing. Everyone thought it was okay to do this.
Eventually, the first day had to camp without income. Away from the road, everyone slept by a campfire that couldn't reach the light.
Ordinary people would be uncomfortable sleeping, but the crew after the rough training could not believe this luxury.
Albrecht was wondering if he could change the operation. Albrecht was just as nervous as the rest of his crew. But it was only the first day.
The next morning, I waited for the fog to kick in again without fail.
While Albrecht and his men were nervous, a man standing guard jumped in from a distance around the morning when the fog began to fade.
Even if he didn't tell me, I could feel what was going on with his face. The crew's hearts began to pound.
The jumper comes to Albrecht and says small.
“Hostiles. Approximately 50. ”
A few knights could have taken care of the rest of Albrecht himself, but it was an operation to control a large supply corridor.
Albrecht decides not to make a move, as the crew had to gain practical experience.
After all, 50 troops were quite a number of men for a supply convoy. There seemed to be a lot of supplies.
The crew gathered around Albrecht suddenly looked at Albrecht with the expression described above.
“Don't be nervous. As you were trained, proceed as planned. Go to your positions.”
When Albrecht's orders are issued, the squads move into position. Albrecht sits on his left knee in front of them to send out a call.
I tried to take aim, but I didn't know if the fog would work. No matter how good the operation was, there were always variables in the field.
But it wasn't a big deal. The far left squad will shoot the far right of the enemy, and the far right squad will shoot the far left of the enemy. William instructs you to shoot with the focus of the knights.
Enemies appear from afar. There seemed to be three knights. As they got closer, they were worried that their hearts wouldn't beat, so they could hear the sound outside.
Enemies appear blurred beyond the fog, finally starting to pass in front of the crew.
Albrecht raises his right hand. The fleshling crew pulls on the protest. The sound of 50 people pulling on the protest at once echoes through the forest. The crew seems to be cold sweating in case they get caught.
When the enemies reach the halfway point, Albrecht clears his hand and lowers.
Fifty arrows are crossed together, and William's arrow pierces the rider's neck, even though the opponent appears blurry.
“Aah!”
“Huh!? ”
“What the fuck! ”
The knight through the side of his neck chokes, trying to grab the arrow in his neck with a trembling hand, but he falls slowly as his posture collapses. Dozens of soldiers have arrows in their flanks, thighs, and arms.
In fact, the arrow did not die easily unless it was hit urgently. The reason the bows were so lethal was that most people who were hit by arrows slowly died from secondary infections.
So in order to kill him completely, I had to kill him with a melee weapon.
The enemy flies another 50 arrows before they can even regain consciousness. Another hit soldier, or a few new ones. William's arrow pierced the other knight's neck again.
“Ow! It hurts! ”
“What the fuck?! ”
“Mother!"
Enemies were left and right in a frenzied state, including screaming in pain, humiliation and searching for their mothers in their hometowns. Some swiftly hid behind the wagon, but most panicked and just drove off.
The wagon, cart-driving horse, or donkey rushing to get hit by arrows made the enemies more distracted.
“Weapons up! ”
Albrecht exclaims. The crew quickly drops their bows and picks up Halberd and the sword. A squad of ten, each of them alternates, holding Halberd and the sword.
Albrecht quickly climbs up to Schwarz and leads the Rangers.
“Don't be afraid! Follow the training! Advance bravely! Hold your formation!"
The enemy's last knight was in a tumult, and I heard Albrecht's loud shout, and I realized it was just a raid.
This was a time when war was called to the masses, drawing together troops, fighting once more, hiding in the cities when they lost, and pillaging when they won.
There is no concept that ambush is a surprise, and this was done by bandits and wildlings. It was an age without the concept of special warfare.
The enemy defeated the queen and wiped out the area completely, but he had no idea there were bandits there.
The knight swiftly drew his sword, but he was surprised when the number of Ranger troops slowly appeared in the fog.
Soon, William's arrow once again wedges through the mist and pierces the knight's neck.
“Huff! Glug! Tsk! Br......”
The hostiles fall into chaos when all three knights are killed to command them. I was so busy that I didn't even know all the knights were dead.
Albrecht howls behind the Rangers on his horse.
“God save the queen!" ”
At the sound of Albrecht's relief, the Rangers, who were feeling like their hearts were about to burst, spoke out of tune.
“God save the queen!" ”
And then I marched on courageously and vigorously.
Enemy infantry commanders rushed to form their troops, but they couldn't form because there were many soldiers shot with arrows even if they didn't die right away.
The rangers, on the other hand, form a parabolic vessel and surround the enemies. And one day, a Ranger approaches and swings Halberd from top to bottom.
The infantry commander stares at the falling axe, his head cracked open and he dies.
The men holding Halberd literally destroy the hostiles from top to bottom, walking and pulling, while the men holding the sword just stab and kill the nearby enemies. A unilateral slaughter followed.
The weasels of Albrecht were in a state of insanity when the adrenaline rushed out, but they listened to Albrecht's roar and slaughtered their enemies according to the training he had learned.
“Release the formation, pursue and kill them all! ”
With no way to resist, the enemies scatter their horns. The enemy hit by an arrow in his thigh ran away, forcibly moving his stumbling leg with tears, but soon he was caught up and stabbed in the neck.
Most of the fleeing hostiles were caught up by Rangers and died peacefully, and William's arrows drove them far away.
Has it been 20 minutes since you fired your first arrow? You killed all 50 of your allies without casualties. It was a perfect ambush.
All Rangers breathed a heavy breath with the expression described above. Excitement does not subside, rather than fatigue. The steam was seeping through their bodies. Aren't we a little tough?
They looked around. The bodies of Halberd's stabbed corpses lie strewn about. The mist in the morning's sunlight is obscuring the wretched scene.
Albrecht comes to grips with the men who have lost their minds.
“Stay with me! Gather round!”
Only after hearing Albrecht's cry did the crew quickly regain consciousness. Their excitement still lingers, but they cannot disobey the order of the monster who trained them.
Albrecht sees the Rangers gathering in front of him. It was a special forces unit he trained and created. The first battle was perfect. There was a sense of accomplishment and a sense of pride, and they felt peculiar, but did not try to reveal it.
“Pull out the arrows and clear the scene. Transport supplies to rally points 3, 4 and 5. And,”
Albrecht sees one of the Ranger Squad Leaders.
“Gus, you lead the squad and take point three. Don't forget what I told you. Fight bravely, but think about surviving. If you're a midwives, retreat, and the knights who are chasing you fall down using the forest. That's it. Think of all the training you've had. With two legs, I...
No one can keep up with you in the woods. ”
A squadron leader named Gus nods, expressing his resolve. Only once, but this practice will help a lot.
“Then let the action begin. ”
As Albrecht's men fall, they draw their arrows and start clearing the bodies. The supplies were loaded on a wagon led by a donkey or a wagon led by a horse, so there was no problem carrying them, just distributing them.
The donkey or horse that was hit by the arrow, the crew rushes like crazy as they draw their arrows. The crew is more agitated than they were during the battle.
Albrecht stepped forward, calmed down the donkeys and horses, and tore a cloth from the supplies to cover the wound first.
There were definitely many variables in the field. I took more time than I thought because of the raging donkey and the horse. But this is how I thought I was going to build my experience.
The battle Albrecht has fought for has been a turn. Breaking ranks, killing enemies, raiding encampments.
Things are different now. The shootout was surprisingly complex and had a lot of things to worry about.
He quickly cleared the site, piled up supplies at the rally point, and occasionally had to conduct joint operations with other members of the rally point to establish a communication system.
It was noon after noon when Albrecht left Gus' squad behind to lead the rest of the crew.
Albrecht has entered another forest to make his way to rally point four. You hear the birds chattering in the forest.
In Earth's memory, it could be romantic to live in a city and sometimes find a forest and listen to birds. But now Albrecht was tired of the sound of birds.
If you wage a Great War, you may have a longer wait time than the battle. To Albrecht, the sound of birds' songs was no longer a song.
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