Soon, an old man wearing a brown robe approached the count. It was Herot, a wizard from the Peter family. The count ordered him to practice the magic of far-sightedness. After pouring water into a large basin and waiting for it to calm down, Herot chanted a spell, and soon a detailed image of a carriage procession was reflected on the surface of the water.
After reciting the spell, Herot spoke triumphantly.
“There is absolutely no resistance to Wongyeon’s magic. “I don’t think any of them are wizards.”
Peterlan narrowed his eyes as he examined the carriage procession as if he was seeing it before his eyes. He was confused.
“That’s strange.”
The article was not visible at all. All of them walked on two feet or rode on carriages. There were only two people on horseback, but one of them was not a human knight but a fierce-looking orc. He was probably a former gladiator slave.
And the other one was human, but he didn’t look like a knight either. They were not dressed for horseback combat at all. He is armed only with half-plate mail and a sword strapped to his waist. Weapons such as jousting spears, javelins, and shields are not visible at all. Rather than a driver, it just looked like a prosecutor driving a horse.
‘Is that all there is to the cavalry?’
I don’t understand it at all. Moreover, the absurd feeling only increased after seeing those hundred or so escort troops.
The guard of one hundred men was marching in single file alongside the wagon train. Everyone was wearing large robes and hoods pulled over their heads. They were carrying long weapons such as axes, spears, and hammers on their backs, and when I looked up close with Wongyeon’s order, most of them had really small kidneys.
‘Such small soldiers?’
Count Peter clicked his tongue. Since there was no military force, it seemed that even children who had not yet grown up were drafted into soldiers.
Lord Mayer, who was watching the water scene from the side, came up with his own guess.
“Prince Yubel probably believes that this information did not leak out. They probably thought there would be no attack from us. In that case, the only threat to the procession is the hungry refugees. Even young boys, if they cover themselves with wide robes and hold up weapons, will look like soldiers on the outside, so even the refugees will not attack them carelessly.”
“Isn’t that too much of a gamble? Considering the importance of that supply, wouldn’t it be necessary to add at least 300 regular soldiers?”
“The Count may think so because he can afford it, but from their perspective, it is difficult.”
Sir Myer shook his head.
“Prince Yubel’s side is in no position to divide forces right now. We already have a small army, so if our army attacks, it will be a big problem. Isn’t it because Prince Karsas is not marching right now because he is afraid of defeat? “This is a war that has already been won, so you are saving up your strength to minimize the damage to your allies.”
“That’s right.”
“But they can’t give up military rations. So, I think they may have chosen that strategy as a desperate measure, hoping for luck… … .”
Count Peter nodded at Lord Mayer’s coherent explanation.
“You are right, Lord Mayer.”
We faithfully conducted reconnaissance of the surrounding area, and also checked the situation at the base using the magic of Wongyeon. I was sure there were no traps for them. In that case, as Lord Mayer said, he would have left it to chance and planned such a pitiful plan.
“It looks like Prince Yubel’s situation is worse than I thought.”
Clicking his tongue, Count Peterran ordered preparations for attack. The knights who had been lying in ambush waiting for the order to attack now and then suddenly their eyes sparkle. Mounting his horse, lowering the lining of his helmet, and holding his spear, Count Peter Lan spoke to his knights.
“The opponent is a pitiful child soldier. If you even give him a moderate scare, he will run away in a panic. Everyone, let’s keep things in our hands.”
The knights had no intention of slaughtering in earnest anyway. Everyone was armed with smiling faces. Count Peter shouted with a light heart, as if he were going on a picnic.
“Everyone, charge!”
Count Peter and 30 knights came out of the forest and rushed toward the carriage, making loud noises of horses’ hooves. The infantry also ran hard and followed suit.
Doo doo doo!
With a roar that shook the ground, the cavalry suddenly attacked the procession, narrowing the distance to 1 kilometer. Count Peter raised his spear and shouted loudly.
“I command in the name of the true King, Karsas! Everyone, throw away your swords and kneel!”
A knight riding a gigantic horse and wearing his entire body in thick steel armor has such inaction that ordinary infantrymen can almost say he is a moving castle. There was no way he would have any courage left when 30 such knights were coming, and this was when Peterran was confident of victory.
At that moment, a strange light appeared in his eyes.
“Yes?”
No one kneeled.
No one ran away.
Rather, all the infantrymen just rolled back their hoods and raised their weapons as if they were waiting.
“Hahaha!”
“You’re here!”
“I waited! “These guys!”
Truly profound voices burst out one after another from the mouths of those who were thought to be boys. Count Peter shouted in surprise as he looked at the bushy-bearded faces in the hood, let alone the boy.
“… … Dwarf?”
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Wow!
The dwarves let out loud shouts and run toward the 30 knights. The dwarves, whose basic height is a little over 1 meter, do not run away but rather charge against the huge horses and knights.
One of the knights muttered in shock.
“Are these people crazy as a group? … .”
It was absurd. But I wasn’t embarrassed. At best, they are dwarves, and although they are slightly better than child soldiers, they are still a lowly slave race.
Count Peter muttered in astonishment.
“No, some crazy guy took ground puppies and used them as troops?”
Sir Mayer snorted as he rode at the lead.
“The pickaxe thing has gone crazy!”
It’s both funny and shocking to see him running against a horseman while making fun of his short legs. Sir Mayer quickly approached the group of dwarves and stretched out his jousting spear. The target is the dwarf holding the ax and spear at the forefront. I was planning on skewering it all at once.
“Ha!”
It was the moment when the jousting spear was thrust with a burst of spirit. Suddenly the opponent disappeared from the target.
It was a moment when Lord Mayer, unable to understand the situation, made a blank expression. Suddenly his consciousness was lost.
“… … ah?”
Mayer’s head flew into the air, spraying blood. Count Peter cried out in astonishment.
“Mayer!”
It was an unbelievable sight. The dwarf holding the ax spear evaded the attack by twisting his body exquisitely at the moment the spear struck him, and inexplicably flew up over 3 meters and cut off Lord Mayer’s head.
Sir Mayer’s headless body rolls off the horse after running that far. It all happened in an instant. A bewildered expression still remained on Lord Mayer’s cut-off face, and it seemed as if he had not even realized that he was dying.
‘How in one blow? No, what about that leaping ability?’
Count Peter was confused. It would be shocking even if a human could jump that high, but a dwarf did it. With those short legs!
Isn’t this a transcendental movement reminiscent of someone with Auror abilities?
‘No, that doesn’t make sense…’ … .’
Meanwhile, two other dwarves in the lead cut down two knights with similar movements. There was a stir among the knights.
“What is that?”
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“What nonsense!”
In an instant, the lives of three precious knights were lost in vain. It was a time when everyone was frightened by the movement of the dwarves flying up to the height of the horse. Other dwarves also attacked the knights.
“Eurachacha!”
“Let’s cut it!”
“Come on, humans!”
Fortunately, there seemed to be only three dwarves with such terrifying leaping ability. But the other dwarves were no slouch either. Instead of jumping, everyone throws their bodies in front of the running horse without hesitation. The knights’ embarrassment deepened even further.
“What about these guys!”
“Hey, you crazy people!”
Although they were embarrassed, they swung their spears left and right as knights usually did.
When dealing with infantry, simply riding a horse can be extremely effective. If you advance with your horse’s hooves pounding and sweep left and right with a spear or mounted sword, the infantry will be cut down like cut corn.
That obvious common sense was not applied at all. The dwarves were swinging their axes while skillfully avoiding the trampling horses’ hooves. Every time, the horses’ belly skin is torn, their intestines spill out, and the knights fall from their horses. Before the knights who fell from their horses could come to their senses, a heavy hammer smashed their heads.
It was a reckless act that should have been suicidal, but no one seemed nervous or scared at all. The dwarves were going into battle muttering with calm expressions.
“It’s not as good as cardamite, but… … .”
“I’ve fought against big guys anyway, so what?”
“Just riding a horse and holding a sword, it’s not much different from a centaur, right?”
Everyone moves left and right to avoid the horse’s hooves, and counterattacks by avoiding the knight’s attacks. The movement was so skillful that it felt natural, as if it had been done thousands of times. In just a few minutes after jumping in, more than twenty knights lost their lives.
The blood of the fallen knights fills the earth. Count Peter cried out at the cruel sight.
“How on earth did this happen?!”
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Kick the ground with both feet. He jumps up to the head of his mounted opponent in one fell swoop.
“Hehehe!”
With a hearty laugh, Cardamite swung his ax spear long and horizontal. Again, one of the knights cut him at the waist, separating his upper and lower body and spewing blood. Count Peter would have been astonished at his inaction as he ran around on both feet and dealt with knights on horseback, but to Kadamite, an Auror, these ordinary knights were no problem at all. In fact, he was confident that he could take on all thirty knights alone.
‘The Savior told me not to materialize the aurors, so it will take a lot of time.’
After cutting down the fourth knight, Cardamite looked around.
Warrior Maloid. Warrior Sloitl.
Grand Forge’s other Auror abilities were also processing the knights with ease. Like Cardamite, they did not directly target Aurors with axes or hammers. Repenhardt ordered them to hide their status as Auror users during the current battle in order to show the Dwarves’ true power more dramatically and on the most spectacular stage.
Nevertheless, everyone was dealing with the knights as easily as playing with a child.
Simply by strengthening the body with aura, an auror user can enter the ranks of superhumans. Even if you don’t have to embody an auror, dealing with knights like this is no problem at all. He was slaughtering his opponent without even a scratch on his armor, let alone being injured.
Meanwhile, Count Peter seemed to be having a nightmare.
The knights who were so cherished and cared for die in vain. Those three dwarves who showed superior inaction were scary, but even the other dwarves were monsters that were on par with the knights. While most of the thirty knights fell, none of them even suffered minor injuries.
Meanwhile, eight hundred infantry finally arrived on the battlefield. Count Peter shouted, almost crying.
“cohort! Charge! Charge!”
The infantry rushed towards the dwarves, swinging their spears. The battle of eight hundred to one hundred began.
However, it was White who was dominating the battlefield.
A hundred dwarf soldiers ravaged the infantry without hesitation, like wolves jumping into a flock of sheep. Blood splattered and screams rose high into the sky.
It was an infantry unit that had already seen the miserable defeat of their leader, the knights. Thanks to the training I received, I moved my body reflexively when the command was given, but my morale was already broken. Soldiers began to run away one after another from all over the infantry.
‘No, actually, even if I had a lot of morale, I wouldn’t have been an opponent anyway.’
Repenhardt, who was sitting in the coach seat watching the battle unfold, suddenly smiled bitterly.
On the surface, it may seem like a battle of eight hundred versus one hundred, but the reality is completely different. These are Grand Forge’s elite warriors.
Humans often recruit farmers who used to farm as soldiers, teach them basic movements, raise spears, and send them to the battlefield. However, dwarves and orcs, whose populations are scarce, are clearly divided into warriors and production workers. To them, a warrior is equivalent to a knight in human terms.
In other words, this battle was in fact no different from one hundred knights trampling eight hundred ordinary soldiers. Unlike ordinary human knights, these dwarf warriors are each and every one of them carefully selected and trained to the extreme in a harsh environment. There is no way ordinary soldiers could deal with these combat veterans.
‘It’s worth the effort to bring him here.’
Reppenhardt laughed heartily as he recalled his journey so far.
When Reppenhardt, who returned to the Crovence Kingdom, went to Taoban Merchants’ Company to receive grain, he used a space portal to move all the dwarves from the Grand Forge to the Crovence Kingdom. From the Grand Forge, they used Daiman’s Stone to move to the Duchy of Chatan, where they all donned robes and disguised themselves as Taoban Company’s bodyguards, and crossed the southern part of the Setelad Mountains. Officially, the warriors of Grand Forge were able to pass through the Duchy of Chatan and enter the Kingdom of Crovence because they had Reppenhardt’s personal slave status and a slave document with official approval from the Taoban Chamber of Commerce.
The dwarves who moved to the current Kingdom of Crovence were Cardamite, Maloid, Sloytl, who had Auror abilities, and one hundred warriors. Although the magic corps was not yet high level and remained at Grand Forge, they alone were more than capable of dealing with Count Peterran’s army.
Silan, who was watching the battle next to the coach seat and preparing to heal the wounded who might appear, stuck out his tongue.
“But I didn’t expect it to be this overwhelming.”
“That’s right, because this side was thoroughly prepared and the other side was completely defenseless strategically and mentally. “This side’s objective power is high, but the weak guy even let his guard down, so what’s the result?”
Hearing Reppenhardt’s words, Siris, who was sitting next to him, cast a sympathetic look at the other commander. Count Peter was yelling frantically, looking like he was having a nightmare.
“Fight! Those guys are just dwarves! “What can those lowly dwarves do!”
If you think about it, Count Peter was by no means an incompetent commander. He was a seasoned knight who had participated in numerous battles, and when going into this battle, he prepared thoroughly and checked all the elements. There is nothing militaryly wrong with his actions.
It’s just that Count Peter prepared to play chess, but Leffenhardt took out the chess pieces? Since the rules are completely different, it is impossible to predict or respond. No matter how good a knight he is, he would never expect that his opponents would be dwarves, especially three Auror users.
‘Predicting that is the realm of divination, not military science.’
When the victory was clearly evident to anyone, Cardamite shouted as he had heard in advance.
“Do not chase those who run away! “Our job is simply to escort this carriage!”
