novelraw Chapter 135 : Chapter 135
Chapter 135 : Chapter 135
Chapter 135
As the Special Mission Unit and the Black Noble Troop began free firing, the team leaders running toward Ian had no choice but to stop.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
“Uh? Uh?! The bastards over there are dying!”
“Arrows work on them too!”
“Wooooo!”
Because whenever the firing sound as loud as a drum was heard, cheers from the rangers were heard from behind.
“…How embarrassing.”
Even the team leaders who turned their heads to check which team those guys belonged to had no choice but to lament at the scene visible in the distance.
“The bastards… stopped advancing.”
The legion, which couldn’t be stopped even by explosives that send Trolls flying in one shot and expensive Drake oil, stopped at mere arrows.
“…Amazing.”
“Since they are humans who have fought such monsters their whole lives.”
“Even so, does that make sense? Even crossbows couldn’t pierce those bastards’ armor, yet mere bows pierce them… Huh?”
Around that time, someone looking at the Moner army asked.
“Isn’t that a Knight Slayer?”
“Idiot, how can a person use a Knight Slayer… Huh?”
Ten pairs of eyes turned to the Moner army.
“…….”
“…….”
“…….”
Awkward silence settled.
The bow that kills knights, Knight Slayer.
One of the anti-knight strategic weapons strictly managed by the Kingdom’s law, even a Marquess family rarely possessed more than ten Knight Slayers.
Though the evaluation was harsh as it required hitting a running knight as much as the money and law involved.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
If over a hundred soldiers can hold it in their hands and rapid fire, the story changes.
‘Can the Kingdom’s Knight Order break through that unit?’
‘Unless there’s a Master rank, it’s absolutely impossible.’
‘With just that unit, they could even take over the entire North?’
The team leaders, looking at each other silently, reached the same conclusion.
‘Just this once.’
‘The Royal family’s judgment was wrong.’
For whatever reason, becoming enemies with Moner is close to a suicidal act.
And to return alive from here, their help is desperate.
Having organized his thoughts, the leader of Team 1 carefully approached Ian and greeted him.
“Thank you for the Young Duke’s help. Thanks to the Moner army’s help, we barely survived.”
The leader of Team 1 smiled and greeted, but the returned answer was cold.
“Tsk, you’re late.”
It was a reaction cold enough to make anyone flustered, but the team leader, who had met as many nobles as the battlefields he roamed, was not flustered.
For him, who came from a commoner background, this level of reaction was natural.
“I apologize, but could you tell me what is late?”
In the meantime, Ian, having shot three or four arrows, spoke brusquely.
“There’s no time to be chatting. We have to run now.”
“…Pardon?”
He asked back not understanding the answer, but he couldn’t hear the answer.
“All personnel, retreat to the next area!”
Simultaneously with the Young Duke’s shout, Moner began to move backward like an ebbing tide.
The team leader stared blankly at that scene, forgetting his words.
Watching an army move sharply at just a single word felt surreal, and more than anything, he couldn’t understand.
‘Just why?’
Why retreat now?
When they successfully blocked the Orc Legion and are unilaterally inflicting damage?
While staring blankly at the receding army, a brusque voice was heard from the side.
“What are you doing? Are you going to die here?”
The Young Duke, with the bow on his back and furrowing his brow as if annoyed, continued.
“Uh, excuse me, but why are you retreating now…….”
“Is there a reason for running away? Naturally, because defeat is obvious, we run.”
Ian, clicking his tongue ‘tsk’, continued.
“Don’t stand there stupidly, look behind.”
“Pardon?”
He turned his body urgently, but the battlefield was no different from a moment ago.
The fire almost subsided now, and Orcs marching confidently over it.
Even though hundreds must have died in a short moment, it didn’t even show.
“Look in front of that. All the Royal Guards came out of the fire. Until just now, the Legion Commander used his strength to protect the Royal Guards, but now that’s over too.”
“Pardon? Royal Guards?”
It’s not even a King, but do Orcs have Royal Guards too?
He didn’t know if the Young Duke’s words were true, but he took out a flute from his bosom and signaled his unit for now.
Since it was true that staying here with no remaining oil would only be a dog’s death.
While the ranger unit moved toward the next trap, the Young Duke’s explanation continued.
“The guys at the very front are the Royal Guards. Precisely, the Great Warriors belonging to each legion and the Royal Guards under them.”
“Ah, you mean the guys wearing red iron armor in the front.”
“Right, those guys are the Royal Guards. Anyway, the important thing isn’t that there are Royal Guards, but that he protected the Royal Guards.”
“Ah…….”
Nodding, he looked at the legion again.
“Then when the fire completely disappears…….”
“Naturally, they will run here.”
He swallowed hard.
“Do those bastards run too?”
Then Ian asked with a face looking at a madman.
“Then did the Orcs you met so far not run?”
* * *
Panting, I looked at the guy running next to me.
“Huff, huff, heook…….”
I tried to bring him because he seemed like the highest ranking guy at least, but his stamina was terrible.
“To think a parachuter would be caught of all things…….”
“Kuheok!”
At the word parachuter, the team leader, eyes wide open, shouted as if coughing up blood.
“Ah. Sorry, sorry. It’s rude to call a parachuter a parachuter.”
I wondered why the ranger unit, said to be somewhat useful, was messing up like this, and it seems this guy was the culprit.
“Kuheok! I am! Gasp! Not a parachuter!”
“Okay, okay.”
The team leader glared as if he absolutely wasn’t a parachuter, but strong denial is affirmation.
‘Even Jeremy could run better than this…….’
Although impossible with a bare body, if he uses mana, he would definitely run better than this.
Looking at the team leader whose face turned red, I grabbed him by the collar and lifted him.
“Kuheok! What is this?!”
“The bastards are getting close. I’ll run a bit faster.”
“Let, let go of the collar!”
The team leader grabbed my hand with both hands as if begging, but it can’t be helped.
If I put him on my back, he might swing a hidden weapon or I might fall, and if he’s close, I don’t know what he might do secretly.
Instead, the only way is to go a little faster.
“I’m going a bit fast so hold on tight.”
Simultaneously, I ran bursting mana sequentially from my toes.
“Aaaaaaaah!”
The team leader bastard screaming as if determined to call the Orcs.
“Should I shove a stone in…….”
“Kuuuuuuuuuuup!”
Glancing at him sniffling tears, it seems it wasn’t intentional.
* * *
“Commander!”
Running to the place where the second trap was, I saw Hoodwock running out waiting.
Was there a problem with the unit managing the trap as expected?
It was fully expected.
Since there’s no way the Royal Army would agree to Moner’s army, which came suddenly without notice, asking to use the traps as they please.
‘Still, I thought there wouldn’t be problems with the first and second traps because the ranger unit manages them.’
Of course, I didn’t move without any thought.
Because I brought a contingency plan with my own hands knowing this would happen.
When I threw the team leader to Hoodwock, the team leader, curled up in a ball, landed softly in Hoodwock’s arms.
As if he expected it.
“Kuhuhup! Khup!”
Hoodwock’s eyes shook seeing the team leader sobbing silently.
“Co, Commander? What is this again…….”
“He says he’s Ranger Team 1 Leader. Since I explained the plan roughly on the way, if you pass him to the Royal Army, they will follow well on their own.”
“That…….”
When he carefully put down the team leader held in his arms, the team leader crawled quickly and moved behind Hoodwock.
“Just what is this… Ah, the ranger unit is cooperating fully, so you don’t need to worry.”
The team leader hiding behind Hoodwock’s legs glared at Ian with a gaze mixed half with injustice and half with anger, but the opponent was wrong.
“As expected, removing the parachuter solves the problem.”
The notorious scoundrel of Moner nodded proudly.
“Pardon? Parachuter?”
“Ah, they said he’s the ranger representative so I tried to bring him, but he was a parachuter.”
“Oh my…….”
The team leader, blinking at the dream-like situation unfolding before his eyes, shouted as if sobbing.
“I am not a parachuter!”
Of course, not that a scoundrel would listen just because he shouted.
“Look, they say strong denial is strong affirmation.”
“That… Denial that strong is… No, never mind. Let’s go for now. Everyone is waiting.”
Thinking if denial is that strong, maybe it’s just denial, Hoodwock scratched his head and turned his body.
‘No matter how I look at it, he really looks wronged though…….’
If Ian, wiser than anyone he has seen, judged him a parachuter, surely there must be a reason.
“The Black Noble Troop said they would move to the third trap as planned. The Special Mission Unit is ready.”
“That’s fortunate. What about the Royal Army?”
“Some of the ranger unit moved with the Black Noble Troop in case of unforeseen situations. Since the Royal Army might oppose. The remaining rangers are helping us.”
“Traps?”
“About half finished. Since the supplies prepared by the Royal Army are large, it seems it will take about an hour more.”
Ian, listening to Hoodwock’s report, suddenly turned his head.
“Hey parachuter, why aren’t you coming?”
Wondering if he was rebelling, I asked, and he asked carefully.
“That… Can I walk?”
“What? Of course you should walk, then are you asking me to carry you again?”
“Earlier when I said I’d go on my own feet, you said if my feet touch the ground you’d fold my waist backward…….”
“S-sup.”
When the team leader sprang up and ran quickly, a suspicious gaze was felt from the side.
‘That bastard, he’s a dangerous guy.’
To make Hoodwock make such an expression.
He’s a guy I can’t let my guard down against.
“More importantly, listening to the conversation earlier, they said other units went to the rear, wouldn’t it be better to block together here?”
For now, I answered kindly to the question.
Since he’s a guy leading the ranger unit, wouldn’t I be able to use him somehow.
“Earlier was trying to use the traps you guys wasted even like that.”
Thinking about it again made my stomach ache.
If we targeted the legion’s rear with Drake oil, we could have killed thousands.
What the Legion Commander’s fighting spirit protects is, at best, only the Royal Guards.
“Isn’t the most dangerous thing the Royal Guards and the Legion Commander?”
At those words, I shook my head firmly.
“No. All monsters are equally dangerous.”
In a world where knights fall to stones thrown by Goblins, where is a monster that isn’t dangerous.
Killing the Legion Commander doesn’t mean other guys will go back peacefully either.