Price of Management

“From the depth of the lecture, I think we can cross well enough. Charge ahead with our knights and cavalry and Basque Kunt will not stand alone, no matter how strong I am. ”

“But that's exactly what he wants. Seeing him taunt like that means he's confident he'll fight and win.... ”

“I think a little different. ”

The knight confidently made his point.

“Rather, I think he's making a fool of himself to scare us into coming at us. ”

It was quite a plausible statement.

I don't know what to do, but the knight kept telling Duke Mals, who was hesitant.

“He's a thick knight on the battlefield, even though he looks ignorant. I know how foolish it is to fight only mercenaries and conscripts without a properly trained regular army. That's why he's putting his reputation ahead of him and scaring the hell out of us. It's rather his deception that keeps him patient. ”

Are you falling for some stupid Basque Kunt trick?

You're the smart one?

It was an unbearable insult than any provocation.

Marquis Malles has made his decision.

“Very well. Advance the cavalry immediately and charge! Kill him and destroy those scumbags! ”

“Yes!”

The knights' faces brighten.

There weren't many knights who could endure such a low taunt.

* * *

“Huh-huh-huh, well done, brother. It was cool.”

“Shut up, asshole. ”

Arthur was ashamed and gave me a pinglass.

Not only was Arthur's taunt just now, but also the laughter of the laughingstock of his comrades who responded to him were all a result of practice.

While the army of the writer Malse comes, we only tell him to die from practice that pisses off his enemies.

The result is that.

The writer of Malse has begun preparing to attack.

The knights and cavalry gather in front of them, and afterwards display them in the order of the infantry, spearmen, alarm men, and recruits.

It was a typical ambush. How angry they would be if they were provoked.

In fact, the enemy's judgment was not very wrong.

Our allies are untrained by anyone.

However, if Birch had been the man of war, he would have searched the area beforehand to determine its location.

Suddenly, he questioned the lowering of the water level of the Leto River.

Failure to do so meant that there was no master among them.

If we don't have a precise strategy on the subject of invaders, we lose.

It's time to teach them a lesson.

“Charge!”

The writer's army finally starts charging in unison.

I smiled and said to Norm:

“Noum, knock down the dam! ”

- Yeah!

“Woundees make the currents more violent! ”

- …… Yes.

Gnome and Woundee fly into the dam.

“Defensive positions! Never let it fall apart! ”

Arthur encouraged the frightened allies.

As you crumble, the enemy knights and cavalry begin to cross the river. The horses used their energetic legs to traverse the river.

When they crossed the river about two-thirds.

Kuku!

You hear an explosion as spiritual affinity is consumed. It was a sudden stream of water.

“Well, what is that? ”

The enemy is captivated by a vast stream of water, pushed from a distance, rather than across the river.

“W-water! ”

“The river is coming! ”

“Move!”

But it was too late.

The river rages against the enemy.

“Aah!”

“Cough! Save me...! ”

The cavalry, wearing heavy armor, was swept away with the howling horses.

Afterwards, the infantry soldiers who rushed forward were swept away and drowned in the water.

Knights who were paid to come at least tried to swim out, but I didn't let them do anything.

“Woundee, drown them with water hands. ”

-Yeah.

Water Hand is the hand of water as its name suggests. It was a similar technique to the Earth Hand of Norm.

Woundee grabs the knights by the ankles in the water.

The heads of the knights rushing into the water again with the power of error.

“Huff! Sa, save me! ”

“Who's pulling...! ”

With no practical knights in command, Mals' work is tied to his hands and feet.

Don't miss out!

“Shoot the bow! ”

Soldiers with bows shoot arrows at Arthur's command.

All but mercenaries were amateurs, but not enough to scare the enemy.

I didn't stand still either.

“Noum, push your enemies into the river with Earth's hand! Woundee, draw the enemy into the river with water hands! ”

Seven hands of soil and five hands of water were produced.

“Ouch! What is that?! ”

“It's a spirit!”

“Spirits are attacking us! ”

The enemy sees Norm and Woundee and panics.

The hands of the soil push the enemy by the river into the water and drown him. Also, the hands of the water grabbed the opponent's ankle and dragged him into the river.

Since the dam broke and the water level in the Leto River was much higher than the height of a human, the drowning tribe began to drown after drinking water.

“That's Caroc! Wizards, aim for the Spirit of Caroc! ”

It looked like there was a wizard over there. Two wizards step out on the urgent orders of the Duke of Mals.

“Fire Ball! ”

“Fire Arrow! ”

The two wizards cast an attack spell on me from the Flame Clan. Two fireballs and flaming arrows shoot at me.

The Fire Ball was a three-circle attack spell. One appeared to be a 3 circle and the other a 2 circle wizard.

“Woundee, please! ”

-Yeah.

Woundee throws a wad of water in succession, like a water trough over the Leto River.

Boom! Boom! Phew!

The wizards' blown fireballs and fire arrows explode into a puddle of water thrown by Wounded.

But the wizards persistently continued to cast their magic on me.

Damn it.

I thought for a moment that I would wish Sis were here.

But that wasn't true. You can't bring a cute sheath to a vicious battlefield!

“Troublemakers, Trap! ”

Norm puts a shovel in the ground.

Then the land where the two wizards stood across the river faded away. They dug a five-meter hole under their feet.

“Ow!”

“Ahhhh!”

Hmm. Should I ask?

“Noum, what happened to them? ”

- Wait a minute.

The gnome disappears into the ground for a moment, then reappears.

- One with a broken leg and one fainted.

“Yes, well done. ”

Then there's no need to bury him alive.

“Aaaah! Run! ”

“There's a huge spirit over there! ”

“Even the Wizards have been defeated! You're too strong!”

“I don't want to die! ”

Enemies across the river tried to get as far away from the river as I could.

It was because the hands of the soil and the hands of the water continued to drown and kill.

“Phew, that's enough. ”

I returned Noonum and Woundee.

* * *

“Oh, my God! ”

Magister Mals looks at the horror in front of him with a devastated face.

Suddenly, the river swept away his knights and cavalry.

The death of the most powerful cavalry was a serious blow.

In addition, most of the articles were drowned.

The only knight who survived under the command of the Maltese was the one who suggested we charge.

The knight whispered very softly.

“My lord. ”

“Shut up.”

“It seems……. ”

“Shut up!”

The knight shrugs.

Baron Malles grumbles.

“This is the humiliation of my entire life. Being fooled by Basque Kunt... I was fooled by that barbarian... How did this happen? ”

“My lord, shouldn't we inform the writer of Petram that Bird of Basque Kunt is here? ”

The article once again commented.

The Magister bears with his temper. That wasn't very dignified.

“Do it! ”

“Yes!”

* * *

Chief Gad Schumann, who was tasked with conquering the Duke of Kunt, has been in constant contact with the Duke of Molz as requested.

You advance slowly and carefully as that fearsome Basque Kunt bird may bring an elite army.

Furthermore, he did not hesitate to scout because he released many scouts.

It was like a march across the rocky bridge.

When the writer heard that he had been deceived by Basque Kunt and suffered heavy damage, Garth was greatly relieved.

“Kuhaha! Basque Kunt was there! Then there's nothing to be afraid of! ”

Birthdays of Kunt, famed for being a valiant knight family, but only one man in Basque Kunt was truly frightened.

Without it, this side had the advantage of an overwhelming force. Moreover, Garth Schumann himself came to Expert.

‘Writer Kunt's attention is to come, Basque Kunt and Elder Carroc, excerpt's superior talent. But they're both fighting the writer, so there's nothing to be afraid of. ’

“Speed up your advance! We must hurry and take over the Kunt Marquis. ”

The scouts that were loosed around you are recalled, and Gath-led forces begin to advance at maximum speed.

On that day, Petram's army, which had advanced for 30 kilometers, camped in the plains of the forest until evening. to be fed with drinking water from streams flowing through the forest.

An army of struggling enforcers, the author Petram, falls into a deep slumber.

The guards dozed off, too.

They don't notice that hundreds of pairs of eyes are lurking in the forest.

* * *

He gags at the horse and paints the weapon dark and prevents it from reflecting in the moonlight.

The elite troops of the Basque and Kunt families skillfully roared through the forest.

The Knights of the Kunt Dynasty led the charge and killed a tribe that met a patrol of enemy troops.

Basque gestures as he finally gets close to the enemy camp.

Basque, the knights, and the cavalry all came together.

The infantry also carries a shield and spear, and the archer strikes an arrow against the bow.

“We also prepare. ”

Dean whispers incredibly.

Dean's mercenaries are ready to attack with spears. Like Dean's mercenaries from the Horn Empire Dozens, they were well on their way to an ambush.

“Now it's time to show them what we're made of. ”

Lex whispers, and Dean nods.

“I have to show you that I didn't learn to break bread for nothing. ”

As a result of the two of them breaking in every day, they both joined the beginner group to come.

Of course, he is only a beginner who has stepped foot in the world of error, but that alone can demonstrate skills that are completely different from ordinary people.

“Attack!”

Basque finally gave the order and ran out first. Following you, brave knights and cavalry rush towards the enemy camp.

They also follow heavy infantry and archers.

The mercenaries swallow their nerves as they rush towards the rear.

‘Even at the moment of the attack, no one makes a sound! ’

Dean was greatly impressed.

The nervousness of Birch of Kunt charging at the enemy camp in silence gives me the creeps.

Perhaps the enemy didn't know he was attacked until the blade pierced his body.

Moreover, the bravest lord to ever jump into enemy lines.

“Khhh!”

Four dozen hostiles spray blood on the battlefield as they swing the Long Sword with their orders.

“We're under attack!”

“Enemy attack! ”

“Emergency! Weapons up! ”

After a difficult march, Petram's army does not respond properly.

Soldiers from the barracks carrying Buryburian weapons died from a spear stabbing without hesitation.

“Huff! What, what?! ”

Later, Garth Schumann, the chief engineer, who came out armed, was appalled at the situation.

I can't believe they attacked me!

“You bastards! Fight all enemies! Don't panic. Fight! ”

“Oh, are you the commander? Let's see what you got! ”

Suddenly, a sturdy knight lunges at Gath.

“Son of a bitch! ”

Gath pulls out the Bastard sword and injects the error.

The blue orb wraps around the sword. Gath is enthusiastic. That creepy knight should be surprised.

But maybe it's a mistake.

Gath feels that the knight is laughing at him. And…….

Paaaaaah!

The Long Sword in the knight's hands was also engulfed in blue error. It was a much larger and more intense error than Gath.

“Cough! Ba, Basque Kunt...! ”

“That's enough to know. ”

Kwajijijik!

Gath restrains Bastard Sword horizontally.

However, Basque cut off Garth's Bastard Sword and head in a single blow with the power of overwhelming error.

A bribe and blood spilled.

Senior Knight Gath Schumann, commander of Petram's own army, ended his life in vain.

“Basque, master of the Kunt family, has defeated Gath Schumann! ”

“Waaaah!”

The soldiers of the Kunt writer shout. At the same time, the writer Petram is desperate.

“Crush and kill all those with weapons! Drop your weapons and save those on the ground! ”

The shout of error brings the mercenaries hired by the author Petram to lay down their weapons first.

Those hired for money had no reason to resist until the end.

Consecutively, the conscripts dropped their weapons and fell to their knees.

They were originally territorials unrelated to the war, and they just wanted to live in fear.

As the generation was fully inclined, Petram's legion of self-incited opponents also began to surrender.

After several battles, they realize that their allies are hopeless.

After the time of slaughter, Basque began repairing the battlefield.

“Check for free and take captive only the legion and knights of the author Petram. We don't need the rest! ”

Thousands of conscripts didn't have to take prisoners, and they couldn't afford to.

At dawn that day, the screening of the prisoners was over.

Only three of the knights belonging to the author Petram were captured, and nearly 900 of them were captured by the regular army.

You let the rest of the conscripts and mercenaries go. They run away thanking him over and over again.

“My lord, the captive selection is over. ”

“Ser Cartro. I'll just take the cavalry and run for the writer Maltese. You will command the rest of the troops to take the prisoners into custody at Kunt Castle and follow them. ”

“Yes, my lord! ”

“Then follow me with the rest of the Knights and the cavalry! There are so many people to kill, there's no time to rest! ”

“Wooooo!”

“Follow the Lord! ”

Basque ran north with his knights and cavalry.

They were like the Deathknights on the battlefield, running against the moonlight.

* * *

In the end, the territorial war ended with the victory of the writer Kunt.

With news of Petram's army being ambushed and defeated, he lost all heart.

Baron Mals ordered the Iron Army with tears in his eyes.

“Ugh, this is how it ends... My plan is... ambitious... ”

The restless muttering face of Birch of Mals looks 10 years older.