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Episode 399: If you want to live, swear loyalty. (1)

Heeeeeeeeeing!

Doo doo doo doo doo!

With a long cry, the Black King rushed through the open gate.

Jiselle immediately grabbed the Black King's reins and mounted him.

Some of the soldiers coming out of the castle came running out with an extra horse at their side. These were the horses that the knights rode.

The knights also quickly mounted their horses. Now, every single one of the Fenris army members was mounted.

Jiselle shouted again as she ran forward with the Black King.

"Let's go! Sweep them all away!"

"Wow!"

The Fenris Army burst into cheers.

The Black King, ridden by Jiselle, advanced forward as fast as a ray of light. Although he started later than the soldiers, he was in the lead at some point.

The fleeing Rodrik army was busy shouting and waiting in deep thought.

"Fenris' army has arrived!"

"It's a cavalry charge!"

"Run away! Get out of the way!"

Doo doo doo doo doo doo!

As many as 10,000 cavalrymen moved, the ground shook as if an earthquake had occurred.

A hasty shout erupted from Rodrik's command post.

"You idiots! Get in line! Take up your spears and shields! Get in line!"

Rodrik's army was already broken up and behind. If they were to be attacked on horseback, they would all be annihilated.

However, the soldiers who had already been beaten to death and whose morale was low did not dare to fight against the Fenris army.

"You fight!"

"We will run away!"

"We can't win! They say we can't win!"

Instead, the soldiers lashed out at their commanding officers, who they viewed as fools who had picked a fight they could not win.

If I was going to die anyway, it was better to run away and find some chance of survival.

However, most of them were infantry and were soon caught by the Fenris army.

Kwaaaaang!

"Eww!"

Ten thousand cavalrymen standing in a line can push a huge area. The Fenris Mobile Force advanced forward, tearing through Rodrik's army.

And at the center of it all was Giselle.

He shouted as he cut a straight line through Rodrik's army.

"If you don't want to die, put down your weapons and lie down!"

At his shout, Rodrik's soldiers immediately fell to the ground.

But not all of them survived. There were too many fallen soldiers of Rodrik's army to deliberately avoid.

Kwaaaaang! Kwajijik!

As the entire Fenris army charged, they had no choice but to trample on the soldiers in their path.

"Eww!"

"I surrendered! Save me!"

"Dodge sideways! Roll sideways!"

The battlefield quickly became chaotic as the cries of soldiers being trampled by their horses and those trying to escape somehow mixed together.

However, the Fenris army did not deliberately kill the fallen soldiers. They simply broke through whatever was blocking their path.

Doo doo doo doo doo doo!

In this way, Fenris' army charged forward, breaking through the completely broken Rodrik's army without hesitation.

Rodrik's soldiers somehow managed to escape the battlefield by dodging to the side, or gave up the battle and fell.

The Earl of Glasgow cried out in tears at the sight.

"Those idiots! Are you saying that even with this many numbers, you can't even attack me!"

If everyone had turned around and rebelled, they wouldn't have died so meaninglessly. In fact, even now, the numbers were still on their side.

But how can there be a fight if no one wants to fight?

This is war. Even if the numbers are greater, once the will to fight is broken, fear spreads like an infectious disease to everyone.

So maintaining the morale and loyalty of the soldiers is very important in war. Rodrik's army may have been large in number, but it lacked the most important things.

"You useless things! You pieces of trash! Come on, fight! Turn around and fight!"

The Earl of Glasgow kept cursing at his soldiers.

The rumor that the soldiers of the West were numerous and lazy had long been known. The Earl of Glasgow had heard the story, but he did not think much of it.

There was no problem because he had no need to fight with anyone and no one attacked him. I thought it was just the other nobles belittling him out of jealousy.

"I didn't know it would be this bad… … ."

And it was all true.

Everyone, from the nobles to the soldiers, was content with the present peace. No one lived in tension.

So, they were no match for the Fenris Army, who had been through hellish training every day and countless real battles.

Even the mindset of doing it for the sake of the spirit world.

The cries of the Fenris army echoed throughout the battlefield.

"Lay down your weapons and surrender!"

The charge of Fenris's army was now slowing down, as too many of Rodrik's men were blocking the way.

They continued to advance, stepping over the prone soldiers. They mercilessly cut down those who were blocking their way without coming to their senses.

As Rodrik's army completely collapsed, the staff officers and knights next to the Earl of Glasgow shouted.

"You have to run away!"

"We must quickly inform the main force of this news!"

"We are annihilated! We are annihilated!"

More than half of the walls have already been breached. It's only because there are so many soldiers that we've managed to hold out until now, otherwise they would have stormed the command post long ago.

The Earl of Glasgow swallowed hard and spoke.

"Guards, block the way! Knights and staff, retreat! Tell the Marquis of this somehow!"

The Earl of Glasgow, who had shouted thus, immediately turned his horse. The knights of the escort followed close beside him.

The remaining staff officers, commanders, and knights were busy running away as soon as the order was given.

The guards shouted when they saw the sight.

"The commander and the knights are fleeing!"

"You motherfuckers!"

"How can you stop us!"

Although they were a guard force comprised of only elite soldiers and had some discipline, they were not loyal enough to the point where their commanders would run away to save themselves.

Doo doo doo doo doo doo!

The indignant guards quickly turned around at the sound of horse hooves. Fenris's army was already within reach.

Especially the one at the forefront, the one smiling with a red light radiating from his eyes, was someone they knew very well.

"We also surrender!"

At the sound of someone's shout, all the guards fell to the ground and fell to the ground.

"Gisselle said as she passed them by in an instant.

"You guys look useful. Just stay where you are. Anyone who runs away will be killed."

Even though it passed quickly, Giselle's words lingered in their ears as if she was whispering next to them.

At those words, the guards had no choice but to swallow their saliva and lie quietly on the floor.

Doo doo doo doo doo!

The Earl of Glasgow ran for a while and then glanced back.

"Ugh!"

Then he screamed with a terrified expression.

The Earl of Fenris was pursuing him alone. He had started to run away when he was still far enough away, but he was getting closer and closer.

"Hey, stop it! I said stop it!"

Now I have to abandon my escort knight. If I continue like this, it's obvious that I'll be caught.

The knights of the escort looked at each other at the count's command.

There were only ten knights following the Earl of Glasgow. Originally there were over a hundred, but some of them had already fled during the battle, and most of those who remained had already died in front of the castle.

But you want me to stop the Master, Earl Fenris, with just 10 people?

It was like telling someone to just die and buy some time.

The escort knights exchanged glances, nodded, and then suddenly spread out to the side.

He abandoned the Earl of Glasgow.

"Hey, you guys! What the hell are you doing! Stop it! I'm telling you to stop that kid!"

The Earl of Glasgow cried out in despair, but no knights listened. They were all busy with their own lives.

Jiselle smiled at the sight and reached out a hand.

Whoosh whoosh!

Phaaaat!

Dozens of crimson magic spears were created and flew out. The magic spears pierced the backs of all the fleeing knights without missing a beat.

"Kwaaah!"

The defenseless knights died with their backs pierced.

Now all that remains is the Earl of Glasgow.

In that moment, crimson mana flowed out from Jiselle's body and began to surround the Black King.

Doo doo doo doo doo doo!

The Black King's eyes turned red and his speed began to increase.

The Earl of Glasgow kept looking back and gasped in horror at the sight.

"Ugh, euaaaah!"

Jiselle was already within arm's reach. If she were to throw a spear, her back would be pierced and she would die.

"Don't come! Don't come!"

The Earl of Glasgow let out an ugly cry and shook his reins wildly, but he could not escape the Black King's speed.

At one point, Giselle approached him and reached out and grabbed the Earl of Glasgow by the neck.

"Cough!"

The Earl of Glasgow felt as if his neck was going to snap, but he did not die.

The horse carrying him ran forward and escaped the battlefield.

The Earl of Glasgow was left hanging by his neck by the hands of Giselle, who was riding on the Black King.

"Please, spare my life. I will give you sufficient compensation."

"I can't just kill you."

"What, what?"

Giselle dropped the spear, drew her sword from her waist, and stabbed the Earl of Glasgow in the stomach.

Phew!

"Keuhuk!"

The Earl of Glasgow screamed in pain.

His stomach was punctured, but he did not die, as Giselle skillfully avoided the vital spot.

Giselle looked at the Earl of Glasgow with cold eyes and said.

"Give me all the information, including the organization of the main force, the exact number of knights, soldiers, and weapons, and the currently established supply routes."

I had a rough idea. Even if I didn't dig up the information, those left in Fenris would be able to stop it.

Still, I wanted to know accurate information in case something unexpected happened.

The Earl of Glasgow opened his mouth, trembling.

"If you tell me that, you won't kill me."

"Even if you don't say anything, you're going to die anyway. You just have to choose whether you want to die painfully or comfortably."

Phew!

Jiselle stabbed the Earl of Glasgow with her sword again. As she injected some mana into him, his body began to tremble as if it was convulsing.

"Kwaaah! I will tell you! I will tell you!"

The Earl of Glasgow cried out in excruciating pain that made his hair stand on end.

This crazy guy was clearly an expert at torture. He would rather die a decent death.

The Earl of Glasgow vomited out all the information he knew. He didn't have time to think because Giselle kept tormenting him every now and then.

"Nothing much. Then have a good trip."

Giselle listened with an indifferent expression and then immediately beheaded the Earl of Glasgow.

As expected, they were just pushing forward recklessly.

"Well, I guess that should be enough to block it."

Most of Jiselle's entourage, except for Kaor, remained in the territory. Kaor and the assault team were brought along because they were not suitable for Mercury.

The main force of 60,000 is moving towards Fenris. The quality and number of troops, as well as the number of weapons, are incomparable to the pursuing force that has come here.

But Giselle had no intention of going back right away.

I believed in my allies and planned to finish things here quickly.

When we returned to the battlefield, the battle was already completely over.

All of Rodrik's men were on their knees, with their hands behind their heads. Fenris' men were standing here and there, watching them and waiting for Giselle.

"Who is the highest rank among those who remain?"

At Giselle's shout, the soldiers looked at each other.

The commanding officers had all fled, but there was a hierarchy among the soldiers. Some looked up to their superiors, while others looked up to those higher up.

As they turned their heads to each other like that, their eyes soon focused on one person.

The man who had been avoiding eye contact slowly got up as he saw everyone looking at him.

"This is Walter, who led the escort this time. Previously, he led the 3rd Infantry Company of the 2nd Corps."

He spoke in a frightened voice, for the commander seemed to think he would kill them all.

Jiselle looked at Walter for a moment and then said.

"Okay, I'll give you temporary command, so for the time being, you'll lead the remaining soldiers. Do you understand?"

"Yes, yes? Oh, I understand!"

Walter wondered why he was being given command, but he didn't ask why. He didn't want to get his head cut off for nothing.

"Assess the remaining soldiers and reassemble them into units. If there is no commander, appoint the most senior soldier as temporary commander."

"All right!"

Walter was busy chasing the soldiers.

Normally, it would be dangerous to regroup like this, but no one in Fenris' army cared.

Because the likes of Rodrik would never dare to attack an opponent with overwhelming power again.

Walter, who had clumsily gathered his troops again, stood in front of Giselle.

"I have about 15,000 soldiers left! The number of people left varies greatly from unit to unit, so I've gathered them into units of thousands."

"Okay. We can do the editing later."

Perhaps because the surrender was quick, more soldiers survived than expected. This was also the result that Giselle had originally intended.

Jiselle continued speaking, looking around at everyone.

"Now Linderstein belongs to Fenris! So you too have become proud soldiers of Fenris! From now on, you must fight for Fenris. Do you understand?"

"Yes! I understand!"

The soldiers who had come back to life from the dead answered loudly. No one dared to refute them, even though we did not know what they were thinking.

The difference in fighting power was so obvious that who would dare to attack?

And it was well known in the West that Fenris treated his soldiers well. It was true that there was a slight sense of anticipation.

Giselle led them and confidently entered Linderstein.

"Okay, now let's do the next thing."

Jisel himself must return to Fenris as soon as possible. However, he could not abandon the western part that he had finally conquered.

So, I planned to make the most of the troops and food I gained here.