Quit being a knight and become a mercenary

23 – Battle of Primer Plains (2)

But I guess I was the only one who thought it was worth trying.

“…… f*ck, why are you more f*cking more than us? f*ck you, can you go back alive?”

“Shut up your mouth, son of a b*tch. Are you the only one anxious? Before you sew your mouth shut, do yourself a silent prayer?”

“If I had known this was going to happen, I should have been a f*cking porter or pickpocket rather than a f*cking mercenary. It looked like it would die right on the first day of the f*ck.”

I looked at the mercenaries and troops led by Count Philorand who terrified them.

I couldn’t even see their expressions because of the distance. Ah, seeing these f*cking guys, I forcibly endured the fact that I was about to come out of my mouth that I was amazing.

Even though they are a little far away, even those who looked like new recruits were fully equipped with quilted cloth armor, and the spears they were holding looked like they were new or well-maintained, glistening in the sunlight. It seemed that they came out well prepared.

Looking at the steps, the spacing between the soldiers, and even their movements, the 3,000 soldiers over there must have honed their abilities through many real battles.

In terms of soccer, these guys are a professional soccer team, and the guys we played against last time seem like a social soccer team.

“Ha, f*ck. I want to be the captain of such a strong mercenary someday.”

Karin drew an arc with her eyes and smiled, which was rare.

A natural smile that is different from when you forcefully smile by raising only the corner of your mouth in front of the captain.

In that expression, the goodwill and expectations towards me were clearly revealed.

“The other guys are terrified, but Captain Martin has plenty of room. He is also a person who has been active since the first war, so his bowl is different.”

“Is that so, senpai? Then we will show you a better image in the future.”

Then I looked around at the frightened guys.

Among the new recruits, there was one with a hard expression on his face but trying to pretend that it was nothing special, and another who was terrified and trembled in fear.

“Attention everyone!”

At those words, the new recruits turned like swords in my direction according to the ritual that had been forcibly injected into their bodies over the course of a month.

As if on the forehead, ‘I’m shaking. Save me,” The expression caught my eye.

I looked at them and said in a loud voice like I used to do in training.

“You are neither strong nor excellent in combat, but I can say for sure. You guys rolled to death for a month before walking here! Thanks to that, I got out of trouble! What do you think?”

To be honest, the guy from the family of a knight who only learned to wield a sword right after he was born before the actual battle, and those bastards who are called meat shields, are all the same.

The important thing now is to convince those under me that you will play an active part in this war and return alive.

“You may think no, but think about it. The other teenagers around you can’t keep up with the seniors, so how many times a day are they getting their shins? But what about you? Aren’t they moving in step with each other somehow?”

At that, everyone nodded.

Since our mercenary corps is only 200 in size, it must have been because we were able to see how the other 10 recruits were living and adapting to each other.

“In fact, even if we match our steps, it can be said that we are doing our part properly. So don’t worry unnecessarily, just listen to me carefully. Then you can come back alive. I’m not going to bullsh*t you not to be afraid, so believe in the training you’ve been learning all this while rolling around in the dirt and banging your head. Got it?!”

Perhaps the guys also believe in the effectiveness of the training they received, everyone seemed to have relaxed a little bit of tension and fear compared to a moment ago.

However, Lucia is still afraid… Fox ears and tail hung down like her frightened puppy.

I tapped her on the shoulder.

“Lucia, I understand that you are scared because it is your first time and you do not know what to do. But don’t worry too much. You knew it when you were training. That no one is good at it from the start.”

When I said it in a kind voice, Lucia’s lips softened slightly.

“Yes.”

“Don’t worry too much. As long as I teach you, watch the other guys do it, and follow the instructions, you will surely be able to return alive. No, you can go back and be commended by everyone for doing a good job.”

Lucia waggled her tail at my words and looked at me with her curious eyes.

“Really?”

“Sure. You had a hard time even trying to keep up with the training at first, but now you’re doing very well. So trust yourself.”

It wasn’t long before the trumpet sounded, announcing the order to advance.

“Charge!”

With that order, all the soldiers under Count Salzheim’s command started walking towards the enemy in unison.

With each step I took, the distance with the enemy grew closer, and the more I realized that I was standing on the battlefield.

My heart pounded at the thought of what kind of enemy I would face this time and how much activity I would be able to do.

“Everyone, point your spear and go forward!”

During the ritual training, when I gave the order I had taught countless times, nine of my subordinates started walking in line with the command of the ritual.

Eight spearmen including me went in front, Karin and Lucia followed behind us.

It doesn’t sound like much, but next to the two new recruits, the Fior teenager’s feet are already out of step.

“Hey, you f*cking bastards! Don’t walk like that! If the formation breaks, we all die!”

“f*ck, if you don’t want to be killed by us after the war, just keep pace?”

“Motherless bastards, f*ck the f*ck out.”

Other squads must be in a roughly similar situation by now, but seeing as our unit’s front line, which is full of new recruits, remains intact, it’s true that ceremonial training is really great.

“Arrows are flying! Keep your head down!”

As soon as the words fell, arrows and magic rained down on the location of the Count of Salzheim.

“f*ck, I didn’t want to be left behind like this. It sucks…”

“Really pups with nursing care.”

“Ha, I wanted to f*ck that b*tch again…”

The puppies who left at least a will-like word before dying were those dying from being hit by arrows.

Feeling heat, I turned around, and this time a bigger fireball than I’d seen before was fired at several unlucky soldiers near me.

Fireballs swallowed the infantrymen in the unit next to me in one bite.

“Aagh!”

“It’s hot! Help me!”

Deafening agony and the heat emitted by fireballs burning people made the surroundings warm.

This kind of magic is only low-level magic, so I can’t imagine how powerful it will be if it goes up to intermediate or advanced magic.

“Don’t look around! Look at the front, just the front! All you have to do is look straight in the eyes and shove the assholes who are trying to pierce a hole in your neck!”

“Yes, I understand!”

“And Lucia, to keep them in check, don’t ever shoot magic right now! It’s much better to use it when you’re very close to them than to use it now!”

“Yes, Captain Martin Dec….”

It is the same with magic that shoots from a distance or magic that shoots close, killing people.

However, if you shoot and kill people from a distance, the enemy mercenaries will immediately fill the gap in your formation unless they are empty-headed.

If you shoot from close range, you can punch holes in their formation and penetrate the gaps before the enemy fills them, so you can stab their weak points.

Not long after, I heard the loud voice of Captain Dalton, loaded with auras.

“White Beard Mercenaries! Sooner or later, you’ll be pitted against these f*cking-faced bastards over there! Don’t be scared and stay in formation!”

The other guys in our mercenary army followed those words and started reorganizing their formations.

“f*ck, keep your distance if you don’t want to be left behind! If you don’t want to die, do well!”

“If you are not going to wield a spear, don’t stand too wide or too narrow!”

Look at the seniors next to you and learn with your own eyes! sh*t, after you return alive from the war, do you want to be beaten on a rainy day until the dust goes away?”

While doing so, we came face-to-face with enemy mercenaries who were proud of their terrifying spirit.

“I really like the cockroaches crawling around! As a prize, I’ll hit and kill you right now!”

“Please beg for help, assholes. Then, is this old man by any chance? Will you save me?”

“Damn it, I saw them crawling around, they are pure cock-meal meat shields!”

If you pay attention to such a provocation, you will lose.

“Lucia, chant Fireball. As soon as I give you a signal, the magic will fly.”

“Yes…”

“Fire that burns this world equally, enemies that stand in my way…”

Then the distance between me and them got closer and closer, and when about 10 meters left, I shouted.

“Lucia, now! Shoot them down!”

“Burn the enemy, protect me! Fireball!”

As soon as the chanting was over, the sorceress Lucia, whom I had so longed for, erupted with fiery fire from the tip of her wand.

Hot heat! The heat generated by the flying fireball seemed like it would cause real burns.

Red flames scorched enemies while making a scorching sound.

“Martin Tentacles, Charge Forward!”