Quit being a knight and become a mercenary

70 – The back of your head looks really sticky? (2)

The next morning, a loud wake-up horn is sounding.

Every time I hear the sound of ba, ba, ba-ba-ba, I feel so bad that I can’t help but wake up.

A perilous eardrum that looks like it might be torn is a bonus.

Ugh, this isn’t some kind of Korean military, so I don’t know why they wake people up with such noise.

‘I should talk to Captain Dalton and ask him to change to drum sound next time.’

At this time, the angry voices of the Ten Captains and senior mercenaries, reminiscent of a military training camp, were heard outside.

“Retreat! Prepare to retreat, you f*cking bastards!”

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“Pack your bags first! “You have to carry things like swords and spears, so leave them as is, and put everything like tents on the cart!”

“Sudden retreat! You don’t have to do things like organize your camp. “Just get rid of everything here!”

21St century Korea, the fantasy world, and the military seem to be somewhat similar wherever you go.

I also quickly organized my cot and then packed my belongings neatly.

Then, when I went outside, Karin came towards me.

“Why are you suddenly retreating like this? “We are almost winning.”

If we are prepared to sacrifice a little more and push hard with evil, we may be able to take over that small fortress somehow…

I couldn’t tell her that I was retreating falsely because I had planned a plan to attack the back of her enemy’s army and take over the fortress more efficiently and reliably.

My mouth feels a little itchy, but…

‘A woman with a light mouth is not good, but a man with a light mouth is a surefire bastard.’

So I touched my forehead and sighed.

“If our mission had been to capture only the ‘fortress,’ we would have pushed ahead even if it meant sacrificing more. But isn’t our main mission to go to war ‘under Baron Pappenheim’ and fight the war with the Montmartre bastards?”

“That’s right.”

“So, I guess retreating is better than losing soldiers needlessly here. To put it bluntly, Baron Sheikh here is so vicious, isn’t it a situation where we don’t know how many of our children will die in the future?”

Karin also clenched her fists and ground her teeth at my words.

“That is correct.”

I patted Karin on the shoulder.

“It’s something that can’t be helped, so please hurry up and watch the kids pack their bags.”

She let out a sigh and took her steps, walked up to her subordinates who were packing her luggage, and started nagging them.

“Baker! “He’s only been in our mercenary unit for two years, and he’s already passing heavy weights to new recruits. Doesn’t that make his life good?”

“No, Captain of the Ten!”

“This is not the kind of training that mercenaries sometimes do, this is a real situation! “I can’t help but lift the burden of new recruits, so what is this!”

Karin often acts cute in front of me, but she only shows her sword-like side to other guys, which makes her even more adorable and cute.

In my eyes, no, Karin is so pretty that even that damn Paulo fell in love with her at first sight and crossed her line…

I shook my head to shake off the distracting thoughts and turned my head towards the other guys.

“There is no way we will be attacked by the enemy when we retreat anyway, so even if we don’t know the spears or swords we have to carry, put all the remaining arrows and spare weapons on the wagon!”

“Yes, Captain Haksen!”

This guy’s guess is correct.

The number of soldiers inside the Seriz Fortress is only about 160, and since they had been engaged in a fierce defensive battle with us until yesterday, there would be no time to do anything like a ‘surprise attack’.

So, if we’re just going to retreat, it feels like we’re going to go back like we’re already defeated, but it’s better to go back as comfortably as possible…

‘It is better to load weapons that are not of immediate use on the carriage and travel with less inconvenience.’

But now we have to come back to stab the enemy in the back…

“These kids are fooling around again. Are you out of your mind?!”

Haksen gave me a look that seemed sincerely unfair.

“No, platoon leader. “I have been a mercenary for over 10 years, and I have never seen a group of bastards being pushed out like that come out of the fortress and make a surprise attack.”

“That is certainly true. “If you think about common sense, there’s no way those guys in this fortress, who have fewer troops than us, would launch a ‘surprise’ attack unless they were desperate to die.”

“So wouldn’t it be a good idea to have them armed to a minimum and put them on a wagon?”

That’s absolutely true, so I’ll talk to Captain Dalton later and ask for more reward money, even if it means using my own money…

But if we do as you say now, our strategy will go wrong.

“Just think about the last time we fought against the Rhine-Palatinate Empire and the surprise attack on the supply detachment. “Did the people who were being ambushed back then think we would be surprised?”

Haksen was speechless at those words and kept his mouth shut.

“If I had expected a surprise attack, I would have prepared my defenses very thoroughly. We’d all be knocked out or half dead. Is not it?”

Haksen lowered his head as if he was truly aggrieved.

“Yes.”

“So, take out any spare spears or swords, and tell the archers to fill their quivers with arrows and carry them! “If the enemy makes a surprise attack, there is no answer!”

“Yes, I understand…”

Then I pointed to the two new recruits under Haksen and said,

“You two, go around the platoon and tell everyone not to take out arrows or anything like that! Hurry!”

In that way, I personally packed military supplies and instructed the platoon members to be in a state so that they could naturally go straight to ‘operation’, while continuing preparations for the attack on the Seriz Fortress.

‘Let’s see if these cute things are okay even after getting stabbed in the back.’

**

The next day, Seriz Fortress.

The two security guards standing guard on the castle wall were sighing and complaining.

“Ha, f*ck. Uncle Jang, what is this? “Pierre next door was killed, Peter was killed, and Lucas was killed too.”

“Gabriel, we still survived, right? That’s it then, isn’t that what our lives are all like? “Live, die, and suffer as the higher-ups tell you.”

As soon as young Gabriel heard those words, he gritted his teeth.

“f*ck, isn’t this too much? A man called the Baron ordered construction to be done right away to reinforce the walls as soon as they retreated, and said he didn’t know when the enemy would attack, so he kept a tight vigil…”

Jang also sighed after hearing that.

“To be honest, our Baron is a bit too kind. No, those children are retreating because a lot of them have died. As soon as we get there, fort construction is happening. What is this?”

“They say I would rather die. But that doesn’t mean we won’t be giving any more money to our serfs, and this is really… I want to hold the sword upside down.”

Gabriel’s words were so dangerous that under normal circumstances, Jang would have had to smack him on the back of the head and beat him backwards to make him shut up.

That’s right, even if you just say the ‘lowest image’ of a noble, it is a serious crime that not only the person who said it but also the person next to you can lose their head if they are unlucky.

“Hold on, hold on. “The Baron has his own thoughts, so I’m sure you’ll take care of it.”

“No, why would the mercenaries who escaped after so many deaths attack again?”

“I guess our Baron has his own thoughts. You endure it. “Wouldn’t everything work out somehow?”

“Ha, f*ck. “It’s unfair to be born lowly, but it’s the most wrong thing to be born under a baron who treats people like this.”

The misfortune that befell them was that at this time, Baron Sheikh was wandering around to take a peek at the condition of the castle walls.

One of his senior knights drew his sword and asked the baron.

“Those lowly serfs dared to be rude to the baron and discuss the lowest level. “I will kill both of those guys and establish good discipline.”

When Baron Sheikh heard those words, he shook his head.

“As the Lord said, under normal circumstances, I would have cut off their heads for the sake of my authority and to maintain order. Calm down, you shouldn’t see blood here for no reason.”

The baron who said that also gritted his teeth and clenched his fists as he tried to hold back his anger at the fact that a ‘lowly serf’ dared to speak ill of him behind his back.

His outstanding intellect was able to control his anger as he blocked the onslaught of the Whitebeard mercenaries to the end.

‘The war is going to be long, so we shouldn’t do something that will break morale here.’

“Pretend you didn’t hear it and ignore it. “I must not allow nonsense from lowly things to hinder me from carrying out my orders to defend this fortress.”

“I understand, Baron.”

When the baron lost his temper and was about to go somewhere else, an old knight who had served him for a long time spoke carefully next to him.

“Baron, I am sorry to say this. How about giving the soldiers and knights a day off? “Everyone is already tired from the intense and prolonged fight. We need to relieve our fatigue.”

“Lord Conrad, but isn’t it a situation where you never know when the enemy will attack?”

“Isn’t it true that they ran away in a hurry because they lost a considerable number of their troops? “Can those guys attack again right now?”

The Baron, a commander capable of common sense judgment, could only nod his head at those words.

“That can’t be possible. There’s no way these guys who lost so many soldiers and were forced to retreat will attack right away. However, we must strengthen our defenses in case other armies of the Rhine-Palatinate Empire attack.”

“I agree with that. However, our regular soldiers and a small number of mercenaries will obey the Baron’s orders if we are offered more money. Serf soldiers have nothing to gain by following the baron’s orders, right?”

When serfs were conscripted into war, the only compensation they received was 5 copper coins and the minimum amount of food required.

“If you promise them a generous reward…”

“That’s something you have to give anyway. In addition, the morale has dropped so much that even the lowly people standing guard over there are talking nonsense about the Baron. “If you tell us to continue construction of the camp in the meantime, I am worried about whether they will be able to fight properly in the next battle.”

Baron Sheikh had no choice but to agree with the old knight’s words.

‘You cannot fight with soldiers whose morale is depleted. So, if it’s just for one day…’

“I know what you’re talking about. Then do it like this. Gather the girls from the surrounding villages, and even bring in the prostitutes, so that everyone, whether soldiers, knights or serfs, can have fun tonight. “Tell them that all the money will be borne by our Baron family.”

“This is a wise decision. However, we will establish a minimum boundary.”

“Like that.”

And on that night, as Martin had predicted, a drinking party took place inside the Sheikh fortress with the Baron’s money.

It was an unavoidable battle that took place due to tactical necessity, and it happened because even the Baron did not think that there would be a surprise attack at this time.

Martin and his platoon members, who were in the forest a little far away from the fortress, saw this and laughed.

“Wow, sh*t. Platoon commander, it turns out you’re a genius?”

“If those bastards are let loose like that, they’ll just eat it, right?”

“You looked very healthy. Isn’t that the Last Supper? “You idiots.”

Martin grinned when he heard what they said.

“It won’t be too late to let your guard down and laugh and talk, even after you’ve taken down that damn fortress and captured the Baron.”