How a Former Pro Takes Advantage by Doing an Easy Job

Episode 589. Declaration of war by the pacified

⑵ “Is it possible for them to do that?”

The nobles were implicitly looking down on them.

Didn't they say that they had never heard of them in their lives and even retreated after fleeing a thousand years ago?

I just thought it was nothing.

“What the hell are those guys… … What are you thinking?”

“The luck of a thousand years ago is a lie, and it must be just burning ambition.”

The nobles were busy blaming the culprits of the situation.

“We have to respond anyway.”

“… … but.”

One of the nobles tried to speak, but refrained.

Certainly, the national power of Ernesia Kingdom is by no means weak.

A vigilant war can guarantee victory at least once or twice.

But what if that war is not one place?

Even if it is the kingdom of Ernesia, will it be able to withstand multiple invasions from here and there?

It was natural for the nobles to cautiously voice their concerns.

“I know the opinions of the dukes. Obviously, there are too many to respond with this one alone.”

It's a defensive position, but there are limits.

But that's not all.

“First of all, defense. Depending on the occasion, it will be assumed that we will give up a line of defense, but we will instruct you to hold out first.”

“… … but. What will you do if an emergency arises?”

“After that… … I have an idea.”

“that? Could it be that the agreement Prince Arel proposed?”

What Jaeil mentioned was about a certain agreement that Arel had secretly pushed for recently.

However, what the nobles are dubious about is whether the agreement will be properly followed.

The words are agreements, and they are not almost appeals to friendship.

“Are you really going to be okay with that?”

“Before that, the gates of the Ernesia Kingdom were solid. It won't break through that easily.”

It has been constantly improving over the years.

I have prepared enough.

It will undoubtedly endure.

Jeil was so confident as a king, and the nobles did not deny otherwise.

But there is one thing they overlooked.

Those who now sharpen the blades of invasion.

How much malice is the person who colludes and instigates them?

And he did not yet know the extent of the obsession of those clinging to them.

The secret operation unit of the Zelnian Kingdom was approaching the border area of the Ernesia Kingdom with 500 cavalry to carry out a given mission.

“Hurry up. We must hurry to do our duty.”

The captain tightly gripped the horse's reins, warning his subordinates not to let go of any tension.

As if his feelings were conveyed to the horses, the horses galloping with the soldiers of the unit are also running vigorously even though they must have been exhausted.

“We must hurry up and get to the castle before the sun rises!”

Their mission is only one.

The goal is to reach the border fortress gate of Ernesia Kingdom.

And to complete the scaffolding for the future.

That's it.

“That's enough!”

However, it is impossible to penetrate the borders of Ernesia Kingdom with only 500 soldiers.

The door is more solid than in the past war.

Recently, the kingdom of Ernesia began deploying mass-produced products of large crossbows previously operated by Arele Ernesia in the border area.

Of course, not all territories were allowed, and only the Marques whose needs were recognized were the rights granted.

Let alone 500, you can survive even if 50,000 attack at once.

That's why their rush is likely to be like hitting a rock with an egg.

“There is nothing to be afraid of!

I will not forgive anyone who hesitates!”

The captain, however, ordered us to advance without hesitation.

The soldiers following him are also not looking good, but they are following him.

Their complexion was somehow strange.

Of course, rushing into the enemy's fortress with only this amount of soldiers is the same as committing suicide.

But no one disobeys that order.

Because they already know what the mission is.

‘… … According to their words, if you use this, you can destroy that fortress.'

The captain broke into a cold sweat as he glanced at the load on the saddle.

This is a special weapon given to them by the upper echelons of the Zelnian Kingdom.

Already they understand what this is and how to use it.

“… … Soon.”

Finally, after breaking through the rough forest road, they saw a huge castle wall in their field of vision.

It is a fortress that guards the borders of Ernesia Kingdom.

“There is only one thing we have to do.”

The captain gave the final order to the soldiers.

The operation is simple.

“Even just one person is fine! At least one person can reach that wall!”

It was a cry that could only be puzzled if a third party heard it.

“Everything for the glory of the Zelnian Kingdom!”

The territory bordering the Ernesia Kingdom and the Zelnian Kingdom.

Belkunelt Fortress located on the border of Ernesia Kingdom.

This was a newly built fortress after feeling the need to thoroughly defend the border after the last war.

One of the soldiers on night watch atop the new fort spotted it.

“???? hey.”

Feeling a little choked up, he asked the other sentry what he had seen.

Because I couldn't believe it.

“If my eyes are not wrong now.”

“Don't worry. I'm looking at the same thing as you right now.”

It's not just Joe's sentinel like him.

Other soldiers also changed their faces in an instant and announced an emergency.

“It's an enemy raid!”

The same cry rang out from all sides.

In front of the now tightly closed fortress.

The sound of horses' hooves echoes harshly through the dark woods.

Aren't many soldiers rushing towards the fortress?

“… … What the hell is going on?”

Euls, the commander of the fort here, heard the commotion of the soldiers, hurriedly came out without properly wearing armor, and glared at the direction the soldier pointed.

“What are those guys? Why are you rushing here? Where do you belong?”

Who should answer the question?

Orls took the telescope magic tool and brought it to his face, looking ahead once more.

He clicked his tongue in amazement as he directly confirmed the appearance of the soldiers of unknown affiliation running like mad.

“… … Only cavalrymen. See, I'm tired of talking. Judging from her condition, she must have been running at full speed without resting properly.”

“Could the messenger… …

“Don’t be crazy. Which messenger will come in hundreds?”

In addition, they are now erasing the patterns on their armor and hiding their affiliation.

If you're confident, there's no need to hide it.

There is no question of intention.

In addition, the declaration of war has already been communicated to this point.

If so, the judgment to be made is predetermined.

Ors immediately ordered an interception.

“Shoot.”

“but… …

“There is nothing to wait for. Apparently, there will be no complaints even if you receive a rather harsh hospitality.”

Originally, it would be right to ask about his affiliation and give a warning, but Orls' intuition is telling.

I have to stop right away.

Strangely, a chill went down his spine.

“Above all, their complexion is strange.”

His eyes are haggard, his teeth are clenched, and he sweats incessantly.

It's like something that overcomes fear by force.

“It feels like you are being forced into it.

That's what happened when slaves were forcibly sent to the battlefield.”

“Or prepared for something. You look like that too.”

“Something… … What is it?”

“Nandle, do you know?”

In any case, whatever schemes they had, they wouldn't be of any benefit to us.

The order Ors will give has already been decided.

“Shoot.”

” yes?”

“Did you not hear? I said shoot.”

When the order was given again, it was after the soldiers had placed large arrows in the crossbows.

Right away, large arrows poured down like rain.

Since it was an arrow made for night combat, the tip of the arrow was coated with a fluorescent material devised by alchemists in Pahilia so that the point of impact could be known.

Therefore, it became a sight as if a faint red rain was pouring down from a fortress.

A large arrow the size of a person's waist.

Its power was well proven in previous wars.

It's not something that a single cavalryman can accept.

“Aaaaaaaaagh!”

“Ah!”

The soldiers and horses pierced by the red rain screamed in agony and collapsed one after another.

Since it was like hundreds of people attacking at once without leadership, when the front row collapsed, the soldiers in the back row naturally hesitated or fell due to being caught in the corpse and arrows.

They just make a reckless charge.

It was only natural for it to collapse when it calmly began to intercept.

However, the atmosphere of the soldiers watching it was not very bright.

“Something doesn’t feel right.”

Even enemies are human after all.

It's not because you're guilty of killing someone.

Obviously, I feel uncomfortable in this situation.

“… … It's strange. It's strange.”

Orls could not shake off his anxiety even as he witnessed the process of the enemies falling and collapsing with his own eyes.

And what spurred that anxiety is the faintly mixed cry among their screams.

“Don't hesitate!”

“Ignore and rush!”

“The goal is a fortress!”

Even as they die, they continue to run, screaming incomprehensibly.

‘What the hell are those guys thinking right now?'

something is going wrong

“Hit the wire mesh.”

“Are you going to write that? only a few hundred. Even if it does reach it, it seems that we can defeat it if we intercept it calmly. No, before that, what would you do with just that?”

“do it.”

Ors ordered again, coldly, as if he would not say a word.

If it's black, I'll have to

Soldiers used a second line of defense.

This is also a defensive device recently proposed by Arell Ernesia to the Margraves to be placed in the fortress.

Inside the fort, the soldiers pushed the giant lever with all their might.

Then something broke through the ground and rose up.

It's a huge iron bar.

Iron bars buried in a row 500 meters in front of the fortress.

Originally, when a large army rushed in, it served as a barrier to block the advance and for soldiers to intercept with spears and arrows.

Iron is also specially smelted in Pahilia, so it is not easily destroyed by most offensive magic.

But there are not only advantages.

The burial method is cumbersome, and the operating method is a method of raising and sending using a spring installed under the iron window, so once used, the spring is broken.

After using it once, it would be quite a pain to re-maintain it.

However, now is not the time to worry about the hassle of post-processing.

“… … hey. Let me ask you one thing.”

“yes? What else?”

“Imagine you are in a position to attack a fort. So what are you going to do first'?”

“I don’t know. But at least.”

At his meaningless question, the soldier tilted his head, glared at them, and continued.

“No matter what I do, I won’t do it like them.”

“yes?”

Normal raids don't act like idiots like that.

They will be surrounded by more people and try to attack carefully over several days.

But what are they now?

When they were blocked by the towering barbed wire, this time they threw away their horses and built a wall with horses and corpses, and their colleagues tried to cross the barricade by sending their comrades up.

What concerns me most is their armament.

For some reason, they don't have any proper weapons.

What I carry is the strange baggage that I tied to the saddle when I got off the horse.

Carrying only that, he jumps over the barbed wire and runs.