Irregular Curved
Chapter 8: The Movement
A BWOSSH!
A BWOSSH!
A BWOSSH!
Dozens of catapults threw giant flint at once, a target to penetrate the defensive walls of the fortress that had not been penetrated at all.
The garrison soldiers used the same means to dispel the flaming stones targeting the walls. Giant stones are fired, using well-calculated angles, a single shot can hit two stones at a time.
A BLAR!
A BLAR!
A BLAR!
The ground once again collapsed. The previously flat rumput must now be perforated due to being hit by fragments of rock parts that collide with each other.
Light is impressed by Arrend who continues to use his rationality in warfare. This was still as expected as Light knew that Arrend was a veteran general, comparable to his great name that he had achieved with his own efforts. He will not make a move before all his conditions are met.
On the other hand, Arrend also had a good impression for Light as he was able to survive to this extent in his first battle.
Although the sun could not be seen, the two generals knew if the sky was in a normal state, then this time was when the sun would set.
"Eld." Light called.
"Is there something bothering you, Young Master?" timpal Eld's.
"How long?" Light's question was not understood by Eld, he tilted his head in displeasure, "How long will they continue to attack us like this?"
"Three continuous days, the Arcadia warriors would alternate with each other to rest. This is the worst possibility I can think of, Young Master." Eld's face was grim. Not only Eld, everyone knew that this fortress was already at its threshold.
Not only were they throwing flaming stones, but the fiery arrows were also aimed at them. A slight error of forecast, Light did not expect that Arrend would do this.
If they fired regular arrows, Light's army could reassemble those arrows as ammunition supplies. However, it was a different matter if the arrows were on fire.
Light is unable to reuse it for his army. Sooner or later, his stockpile of weapons will be further eroded without being able to be refurbished.
One thing that was in his mind, Light was confused as to why Arrend had yet to deploy his magician corps. Light had actually bet that Arrend had deployed his magician to make the first attack. If that happens, Light will deploy a lightning strike targeting the witches.
In short, Light would send a suicide squad of some of his slaves to attack the witches because they were the most vital group of an army.
The victory and defeat of the army depended heavily on the witch.
However, the action was too rash. Light is unable to use the strategy if the existence of the magician army has not been found. Moreover, they could not head to the next strategy if Arcadia had not deployed its infantry troops.
Dark clouds with a reddish-colored sky were still in space. Light is forced to take an initiative, his troops are unlikely to be passive on a continuous basis and accept attacks without doing anything if the large rocks they have are no longer left.
"Change the plan, we'll make a lightning strike and return to the fortress immediately." Light was wearing his black military uniform, the robe behind his clothes drifting in the wind as he put on his uniform hat.
"Young Master! Please think of—"
"Eld." Light raised his hand to stop the Eld from speaking. With a smile that was unencumbered by anything, Light let out everything in his mind, "From the very beginning, my death was a desirable thing. To be honest, I just want you to be able to return safely and leave the Allain Region that no longer has any hope."
Srakk!
"If begi—"
"I need you and Gennes to guide and keep people going to safety. Apart from the soldiers, there were many civilians like the servants and civilian officials who were still settling in this fortress with their courage." As Light momentarily paused his words, the atmosphere of the post was silent. No one wants to argue or object.
"I have even freed the slaves so that they can have a life of their own. So if I can't go back, please give me a comfortable departure. Because I don't want to leave this world with regret."
As the door closes with Light gone, the officers' closeness to Light may seem like a connection to their own grandchildren. But orders are orders.
Moreover, if they thought about it carefully, there was no better way out than what Light had said before. If Light survives the defeat, perhaps only an insulting execution will await him.
Light headed for the stables where the war horses were stationed. At that moment, there were some familiar figures.
True, they were the soldiers that Garnet had subordinated in launching Light's assassination a few days ago. With the exception of Rie, Light has killed the officers who conspired and enslaved their subordinate soldiers.
From the beginning, Light had no one by his side. Therefore, Light also did not want people who had a good relationship with him to have to die with him.
Very comfortable for Light Allain who had no one before, this also freed Light from feelings of guilt if he pulled those who should not have died with him.
"Come on." The black slave seals imprinted on each of their necks instantly lit up dimly, responding to Light's orders by inflicting excruciating pain on the soldiers who refused to obey his orders.
Twenty-five horses, including Light himself, were dispatched through the hidden doors of the fort that were inaccessible to the previous civilians.
The group quickly drew closer to the Arcadia Army's ranks. Naturally, controlling people directly like Light did right now made Light unable to hide his magic power. As a result, the enemy had confirmed the small group heading towards them.
"Groan!"
BWOSHI!
BWOSHI!
Hundreds of magic shots were aimed at Light and his group. The speed of each shot even exceeded twice the speed of the approach of the Light group.
A BLAR!
A BLAR!
A BLAR!
"Gyaa!"
"Aaagh!"
Some of the Light group's soldiers bounced off the falls, their bodies engulfed by fire magic that shot at the bodies and war horses they were riding on. Some others instantly disappeared, obliterating their existence because their bodies were destroyed along with the magic that hit their limbs.
The lands around Light were destroyed. The sound of explosions and the blows of magic attacks around him did not shake Light to continue attacking.
Light has stripped the name "Allain" of fighting as a "Rennese" because only the blood that flows in the veins and the name that his mother left for him.
Light's black eyes were only on the enemy. He swiftly drew out his silver sword and darted to face the hundreds of attack magic directly.
"Geeya!"
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