Quit being a knight and become a mercenary

84 – Pastek Hill Surprise Operation (8)

When the knight who was running to kill me fell helplessly without even fighting me, the soldiers under Baron Eclair saw the scene and immediately It seemed to harden.

Even if they had fought me in the first place, they would have died with one swing of their sword…

‘When it’s shaking like this, it’s easier if you break through and get in.’

Just as when breaking ice, it is easier to break something that is cracked than to break something that is not cracked.

I twitched the corner of my mouth and smiled in gratitude.

“Thank you, senior.”

Then, instead of swinging my sword at the frozen guys, I used the weight and hardness of my armor to strike them hard.

A person weighing over 100kg was hit at a speed of tens of kilometers…

The unfortunate guy who was hit by me flew away as if he had been run over by a horse running at full speed.

“Ugh, sh*t!”

As the guy flew away making that noise, the guys behind him hesitated as to whether they should aim their weapons or run away.

“What the f*ck? Oh my god?”

“Roll down the window!”

“He’s an ally!”

It was a bit funny to see men doing things that women would do, as if they were holding a time bomb and wondering what to do.

“You idiots.”

Then the guy who got hit by me continued to fly and collided with someone on the same side.

Of course, those who were hit fell over like dominoes.

For a moment, I was wondering whether I should kill them all or leave them alone.

Normally, I would have cut off the heads of all the fallen guys just to get one more dong, but what I have to do now is capture the Baron alive.

So what we had to do now was very simple.

‘We must capture him as quickly as possible before the vanguard commanded by the Baron comes to his senses.’

Besides, behind me…

“Martin, you son of a b*tch. “Only in this case is it so fast!”

“Kill all the people Martin left behind!”

“Follow him at all costs, and prevent him from becoming isolated!”

My trustworthy comrades from the Whitebeard mercenaries are following behind me, so it would be best to hand over the distracted enemy soldiers to them.

To put it bluntly, if a person tries to eat everything by himself, not only will it be unlucky, but he will also miss out on something really important.

‘What I cannot do on my own, I leave to others. Instead, I do what they cannot do.’

What a simple and beautiful division of labor this is.

After making that decision, I ran with all my might towards the back where the Baron was, just as the saying goes that the day I care about is market day.

“Baron Eclair! If you are captured obediently, I will capture you alive without any pain!”

The Baron did not answer what I said.

Instead, his regular soldiers, from those who appeared to be knights to his subordinates, came rushing in and aimed their weapons and tried to surround me.

“That guy is strong! So push through the numbers!”

Seeing a guy who looks like a knight throw away his pride and say something like that, I guess our baron is getting a little scared?

Otherwise, there is no way our knights, who die for honor and live for honor, would do such a cowardly thing.

Seeing this situation, I feel better as their behavior becomes more subservient and petty.

Of course, I would hate it if I got caught in that trick and ended up in trouble…

When the knight gave an order, the regular soldiers and mercenaries under him repeated his command.

“Push with numbers!”

“Surround and beat!”

“If you hire one expert, you can make a lot of money!”

While repeating their names, they moved in an orderly manner.

“Don’t siege something like this! “It’s no use anyway.”

I put my aura on the sword and concentrated all my attention.

‘You have to pierce it in one go. If you hesitate here, you’ll be like a rat trapped in a jar.’

The knight’s order was given.

“Stab! “Hit it!”

With those words, they raised weapons such as maces and hammers above their heads and struck me, with numerous spear blades aimed at vital points such as my neck.

There are soldiers from our Whitebeard mercenary unit behind us, so we can’t just avoid them.

If you go forward, there is nowhere to escape, and if you go backward, there is no escape.

If I stay like this, it would be a perfect situation to die, but…

“Would you die if you were me?”

Instead of avoiding their attacks, I swung the aura-filled sword in the shape of a crescent moon.

The blade and hilt of the spear where my sword passed were cut off.

“f*ck you!”

“Don’t panic!”

Barking that loudly won’t change the fact that you’re going to die.

This great Martin will show you the mercy of letting him go quickly and painlessly in one shot.

I quickly lowered my posture and avoided the mace and hammer attacks.

A dull, heavy sound splitting the air was heard overhead.

‘If I got hit by that, it would have broken somewhere.’

If you suffer a fracture on a battlefield like this, you won’t be able to move, and there’s nothing you can expect other than being horribly killed…

Just thinking about it makes me break into a cold sweat and feel a chill.

Of course, I’m not dead, so I can just laugh it off.

“Is it my turn now?”

As I said that, I twitched the corner of my mouth, took a step away, and then spun around on the spot and swung my sword.

The necks, heads, and torsos of those who lost their weapons in front of me were cut in half.

At that time, the knight called his companion and attacked me with aura.

“This guy!”

There is such a difference between an ordinary Auror knight and an expert, but these insignificant things keep trying to block my path.

I swung my sword and blocked their attack.

“Are you doing a good job?”

“We will kill you and we will reach the level of experts!”

“Us, you cowards.”

Two knights attack one because they lack skills.

Wow… Baron Eclair, you trained knights and soldiers very well.

In the future, if I become a standing mercenary in Montmartre or fight under those slugs, I will definitely have to serve under this guy.

No, you will soon be taken prisoner by me and my feelings of injustice will build up…

Ha, Pappenheim, I wish I had fought under a guy like this instead of that trash…

Well, there’s nothing we can do, so we’ll have to blow off these bastards’ heads with all our might.

“Even so, it’s not even a bite away. “You guys.”

With that said, I focused my auras on my upper body and arms and deflected the two men’s attacks.

Then he put the sword down on the ground for a moment, took out a dagger and held it in his hand.

“First of all, there is one guy in front of me.”

I stabbed the knight in front of me hard in the neck with my dagger.

The guy collapsed with blood pouring out of his mouth and from his pierced neck…

“You son of a b*tch!”

Another guy swung his sword at me, but his movements were very clumsy because he was overly emotional due to the death of his comrade.

After dodging an attack that was swung straight at me by a piece of paper, I stabbed him hard in the armpit.

“Such evil.”

I hit his neck with a dagger to relieve his pain.

Then he immediately picked up the two-handed sword that had been placed on the ground and raised his head to look in front of him.

The Baron’s flag, which had seemed far away when he had seen it a moment ago, was now so close, as if it were right under his nose.

The Baron must have noticed me too, so he drew his sword and gave an order.

“Kill that mercenary knight!”

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Mercenary knight, a word that clearly describes my current situation.

Other nobles have only called me a lowly mercenary, but this bastard seems to have quite the concepts.

“Kill that guy! “At least kill that guy!”

“Our captain’s enemy!”

“I’ll show you that the Golden Barley Mercenaries are not scum!”

As so many guys were running to catch me somehow, our mercenary group that followed me arrived in a hurry.

When the situation became this way, a fierce battle broke out between the two armies.

Furthermore, what I have to do has become very clear.

‘Baron, you are mine.’

“Baron Eclair, stand straight there!”

I threw myself at the guy, expressing my determination to capture him.

In the meantime, guys who looked like the baron’s personal guards appeared and tried to stop me with weapons, but they had to keep trying to stop me…

“It’s funny, you weaklings!”

I got closer to the Baron by kicking them down or cutting their throats with my sword.

Then, as if the Baron thought he couldn’t go any further, he drew his sword and ran toward me.

‘If they go on a rampage, it’s a hassle to capture them alive.’

“Die! “You mercenary bastard!”

Eclair swung his sword at me.

Even though he was born into a baronial family, he must have trained hard with the sword, and an aura was felt in the traces of the sword.

“You seem to know how to use a sword.”

“You bastard!”

He swung his sword several times, but I dodged each time, looking for an opening for Eclair.

But if the guy dies because you stab him through a loophole, it’s all out of the question…

‘Power control is important.’

As we were dividing the sum, when our swords clashed.

‘Now is the time.’

I pushed the Baron’s chest hard with my right foot.

“Ugh!”

His posture wavered, as if he was not used to such cowardly tactics.

I threw him to the ground with enough force that he didn’t die.

“Don’t move, if you don’t want to die.”

Then I held the dagger to his neck.

“…… I will surrender.”

Although it was not the case that the earl surrendered, the surrender of the captain of the vanguard unit that went out to secure the earl’s retreat route was very meaningful.

Now, it means that the count’s last move has been blocked.

“Martin Mayer, senior platoon leader of the Whitebeard Mercenaries, has captured Baron Eclair, a vassal of Count Réjume!”

And a while later, when this news was widely spread, it was also heard that Count Résumé had surrendered.

“I won 5,000 with 2,000…”

After achieving victory, we cleared the battlefield and headed to Marseille Castle, our next goal…

I took a break at the place I arrived.