Chapter 17 : The ghost of the battlefield (3)
“So you are saying that there are at least 5 thousand, right?”
Gale, that returned after the brief report, frowned at the story of the scout team.
“Yes. They will probably make a night raid tonight.”
Benson told the story just like he had heard from Roan.
And he even made the horse shoe with his fingers.
Roan looked at that and smiled bitterly.
‘There are bastards that try to take away your merits wherever you go.’
In his past life, he had always suffered from those guys.
But now, it was different.
‘I am taking my own merits.’
Meanwhile, Benson had finished talking and had bent his head.
“That’s why we have to prepare for the night raid.”
“Mmm.”
Gale frowned and fell in his thoughts.
Then, Roan stood in the front.
“Commander.”
“Hmm?”
“Rather than preparing for the night raid, it’s going to be better to attack immediately.”
“Immediately?”
As Gale asked back, Roan continued speaking without even a trace of hesitation.
“They are in a really exhausted state. There’s no need to wait for them to recover some stamina. On top of that, if more time passes, the number of the monsters will increase. Because they will also be charging here from the north without stop. On top of all…….”
He glanced at Benson once and made the horse shoe shape with his fingers.
“We have a camp in this Pedian plain right now. And because of that, the rear part, that is the south is open.”
The horseshoe slowly closes.
“If we just let the monsters like this…….”
The palms of his hands meet each other.
The horseshoe shape now became a round one.
Roan showed his hands to Gale and continued speaking.
“We will end up getting surrounded.”
“Mmm.”
A thinking sound comes from Gale’s mouth.
‘It’s not only now, but he also saw the things that will happen from now on.’
He nodded and stood up from his place.
“Roan.”
“Yes.”
“The words that you said until now, will you be able to say it in front of the commander of the army corps?”
An opportunity.
Roan forcefully gulped down the laughter that was trying to come out.
“Of course.”
“Good. Then let’s go to the corps commander.”
As Gale walked one step ahead of him, Roan followed his back.
The face of Benson he had glanced at, was so contorted it seemed like he had chewed shit.
‘That’s why if you are trying to steal the merits of the others, you have to steal it perfectly.’
As Gale and Roan got out of the tent, the adjutants let out a sigh.
“For a newcomer soldier to already meet the corps commander.”
“Yeah. I still haven’t seen him until now.”
“Isn’t that bastard going to be promoted in a fast speed if he keeps it like this?”
They didn’t feel good.
Then, they saw Benson that was standing without knowing what to do.
“Benson. Are you getting similar to that bastard called Roan?”
“What bulshit did you say about the monsters attacking us in a horseshoe shape but just having to prepare for their attack?”
“Why is the military discipline like this nowadays?”
Benson bent his head at the annoyance and reprimanding of the adjutants.
‘Damn. I should have just kept my mouth shut.’
Even if he regretted it, a useless thing.
The result of a choice was the responsibility of one own.
The choice of Benson trying to steal the merits of another ended in a huge failure.
*****
“It’s reasonable.”
Aaron Tate, that was from the aristocracy and at the same time the commander of the 7th army corps, rubbed his chin and nodded.
‘It’s amazing for a novice.’
When Gale first brought the newcomer soldier, he was quite disinterested.
But the moment he heard the story of that guy, he couldn’t hide the amazement.
A novice newcomer soldier was reading the flow of the battle and the war.
But just because of that, he couldn’t show his emotions for being from the aristocracy.
He continued speaking still with a disinterested face.
“It will certainly be better to sweep them up this time.”
Aaron gathered the squad commanders.
“Monsters appeared in the west of the plain.”
He transmitted to them the story he heard from Roan and revealed the attack tactics.
“Send this notice to the other corps and prepare for battle the fastest possible.”
“Yes! Understood!”
The squad squad commanders reply in one voice.
Aaron’s sight is directed to Roan.
“And you.”
“Yes!”
Roan replied while showing his good military discipline.
Aaron nodded with a satisfied expression.
“When this battle ends I will give you a reward according to your merits.”
“Yes! Understood!”
It was just as he wanted.
Roan followed Gale and got out of the tent.
“You also hurry and prepare for battle.”
“Yes. Understood.”
Roan replied and went to his camp along with him.
“Why did you get so late today?”
As soon as he got in the camp, Tane approached.
Roan put on a bitter smile and replied.
“You should all prepare for battle.”
“Prepare for battle?”
Tane frowned and asked back.
All of the soldiers that were having their relaxing time looked at Roan.
Then, a loud voice outside of their camp was heard.
“Squad commanders gather! Squad commanders gather!”
At that voice, Tane frowned.
“Did you discover something again?”
Roan laughed awkwardly and replied shortly.
“Monsters.”
*****
Hoo. Hoo.
Hot steam shakes the weeds.
Thousands of soldiers move slowly with their bodies lowered.
Swooosh.
Shaking weeds.
Adjutant Jack, that was leading the spearmen, raised his right fist.
At that moment, the spearmen that were advancing while holding their breaths stop their steps.
Swoooo.
The west wind blows.
The plain that extends below the hill.
Between the moving weeds, they could see the monsters that were deeply asleep.
Gulp.
Everybody gulped dry saliva.
A nervous moment.
A heavy silence presses their shoulders.
Adjutant Jones, that was leading the archers, raised his right hand.
Tense.
The sound of the wood twisting and the body of the bow that bends.
Jones looked at the adjutants of the other squads.
Then, the hand that falls looking at the front.
Spat.
Jones’s hand also cuts the air.
Shoot shoot shoot shoot!
20 troops, arrows that are fired from 100 squads at the same time.
Two thousand or more arrows cover the sky.
Sweeeee!
A sharp cry that hits your ear.
The arrow rain drenches the ground.
Hit hit hit hit!
“Kugh!”
“Kohong!”
“Grr!”
The monsters that were sleeping without knowing anything let out cries.
Sweeee!
A rain shower falls again.
Dududududu.
At the same time, a sound shaking the grounds was heard.
Roan looked at his back while lying on the ground.
The cavalrymen that are charging while cutting through the wind.
Behind them, a white dust cloud surges.
Puuuuuuu!
The sound horn trumpet informs the start of the battle.
Dududududu!
The cavalrymen passed the infantry and charged through.
The muscled body of the cavalrymen cuts through the wind.
Booom!
A charge as if they were planning to destroy everything that was in their way.
The cavalrymen charge through the ground where arrow rain fell.
Booom!
“Kuhong!”
“Keee!”
The monsters that get bounced off every direction along with a cry.
“Attack!”
Jack, that was glaring at the front, stood up and yelled.
“Attack!”
“Attack!”
The spearmen that were holding their breaths all stood up and yelled a warcry.
And Roan was also among them.
“Attack!”
He yelled with all of his strength and charged through the front.
Among the dust cloud that was raised by the cavalrymen, they could see the resisting monsters.
Grip.
He puts strength in his hand.
The spearmen, with Roan included, charge through the dust cloud.
< The ghost of the battlefield (3) > End
Translator’s note: Thanks for reading!