The Lord Legend Of The Raicarnated Lord
The Winter Night Massacre

Chapter 64: The Winter Night Massacre

Having been heavily taxed all day, the pike cavalry unit felt very tired especially due to the late afternoon war drag. Being the elite soldiers of Count Cobry, never once had they been assigned the grueling task. To add salt to the wound, given that the camp was at a higher place and they pulled it from the slope, when the battering ram came crashing down, he said, The 40 of them who could not react in time got the ground into meat paste along with those mountains. This incident further provoked the fury of the already ferocious spear cavalry troops.

Now that the main gate had finally opened, they rushed straight to the camp filled with killing intent. A company and a pike cavalry force joined together for a total of about 600 men and prepared to rush to the camp and slaughter anything in their sight to release their pent-up frustration and anger, thinking that nothing can stand in their way.

After entering the main camp, the, the cavalry soldiers all went into a charging formation with 500 Silver rank soldiers ready in the vanguard as they knew that the enemy had dozens of knights who also had their War Forces awakened.

However, not a single soul or thing could be seen inside the camp, except for the 10-meter-wide pathway leading to the center of the camp. Some of them feel something is wrong. The soldiers who were riding in front finally slowed down to a gradual run. They were unable to stop completely as there were another six hundred people following behind them. Slowly, soldiers slowly filled the 10-meter-wide 'corridor' like sardines in a can.

The spear cavalry could all sense that something strange was going on. They imagined that they would be greeted by the sight of the tent they were already familiar with once they entered the camp and wanted to use the blood of their enemies to wash away their humiliation. However, all they could see were the 3-meter-high walls surrounding them on both sides that were enveloped by layers of snow. The spear cavalry could do nothing but continue walking in the corridor path.

The sky began to darken once again as the snow gradually fell, blurring the vision of the spear cavalry quite significantly.

"Check these walls and tell me what they are" someone instructed.

Two nearby soldiers poked their spears against the wall and said, “This is a wooden wall, sir. ”

"Surprisingly, they couldn't possibly get so much wood from inside the camp .." said a troubled soldier.

"Continue and so on. I refuse to believe that they have enough material to build such a long corridor. ”

Even one of those soldiers could not imagine that the 'wall' was actually a carriage placed on both sides with their bottoms facing each other horizontally to form a corridor-like structure, an idea by Charade. Although it was not perfectly sealed and there were occasional openings here and there, they were usually not large enough for the spear cavalry to pass through.

Some of the soldiers attempted to tear down the wall, but their efforts ended in vain. Although the walls would move slightly after being pushed, the sides of the carriages that served as stands on the ground gave them even more stability when compared to ordinary wooden divider boards due to the larger base area.

As the soldiers in front approached the end of the corridor, they could see a wooden platform in the area in front of them. Suddenly, countless torches lit up at the same time, illuminating the entire area within.

Upon seeing the spectacle before them, the soldiers in front instantly turned pale.

Finally, someone started shouting loudly. "This ... This is a trap! Hurry ... Back off! ”

On top of the wooden platform was a group of black armored soldiers in a square formation equipped with jet-black shields and spears. It was common knowledge that cavalry troops would not fight heavy armored forces as they did when they lost the advantage of charging. However, it was not the main threat facing the pike cavalry. The light from the flaming torch bounced off the 12 ballistas, causing them to sparkle in a terrifying manner in the dark middle of the night …

The spear cavalry instantly exploded into chaos. Some wanted to go back to the way they came only to find that it had been blocked by their own peers, who were unaware of the situation ahead. To add fuel to the fire, there were 2,000 or so garrison troops following behind them.

Dulles excitement instantly surges as it is finally his turn to show off the power of his carroballista unit. Looking at the crazy spear cavalry, he waved his hand and shouted, "Let go!"

Originally, the 6 ballistas on the second floor of the wooden platform let out a rumbling sound as their strings snapped forward to push the ballista arrows at extremely high speed towards the enemy, it instantly pierced them alive and caused waves of blood to surge out of their pierced bodies. After that, the other 6 ballistas on the lower platform fired while the ballistas on the top were reloaded. The cycle then repeats itself ……

The 12 ballistas unleashed a total of 20 volley kicks before they stopped because their strings were too tired. The last volleyball was completely pale in terms of the strength and precision of the first.

Standing on a wooden platform, Dulles himself was stunned to see the effectiveness of the unit he commanded. He could smell the thick blood like iron left in the air and see the corpses of the cavalry troops and their mounts swarming around. The 12 ballistas had fired 240 arrows in total, wiping out most of the people who had emerged from the corridor of the carriage. The first arrow even pierced through 5 to 6 people in a single shot! Currently, only dozens of enemies were still alive and standing amidst their fallen comrades.

"Geeer!" It was the sound of a soldier from a heavy armored unit vomiting up from witnessing the bloodshed that had just occurred before his eyes.

"Heavy armored personnel, come forward!" Potterfang's Order. After being long baptized by the blood and corpses of battle after battle, the sight before Potterfang's eyes did not bother him in the slightest.

"Heavy armored personnel! Strike forward! ”Tried Potterfang again. He was suddenly reminded that his current heavily-armored unit consisted mostly of new and far more inexperienced members than the battle-hardened soldier he once commanded in the Whitelion Legion. If he lets them take their time, it is very likely that more of them will start vomiting and reduce the overall efficacy of the unit.

Most of the troops finally rushed forward in the end, leaving only a few still vomiting.

In reality, there was no real need to deploy heavy armored warriors as the remaining cavalry troops had already lost all their will to fight. Potterfang also lost interest in the battle after ten or more enemies were killed and ordered that the remaining soldiers be captured alive and free them from their equipment. After which, he led his unit into the corridor where the sounds of fighting could be heard.

While the pike cavalry troops suffered enormous losses from the ballista, the garrison troops that followed behind them also did not move much better. Initially, they were attacked by 400 or so automatic arrows without being able to fight back because their troops were unable to understand the location of their enemies. All the arrows in the convoy hid behind the carriages and shot their bolts through the small gap. Shot from close range, the archers could not retaliate at all.

The remaining garrison troops could only surround themselves with their shields, but that did not stop them from incessant bursts of arrowheads.

The ground between the carriages was littered with corpses. The snow that fell from the sky finally froze the blood on the ground, creating a thin layer of blood ice.

Having nowhere else to go, one of the prince's sons who ordered the garrison troops ordered them to retreat immediately. At that moment, the wall near the entrance of the camp quickly collapsed: it was made of an ordinary wooden separator and not a carriage. Terman and the knight brigade quickly rushed in and blocked the path of the garrison troops. And behind him were hundreds of pike infantry troops carrying with them numerous wooden barricades and quickly erecting a simple defensive perimeter around the area.

At that moment, Loze had already fought with the Gold-ranked commander and the two were equally matched. Terman on the other hand led the knights rampaging through the corridor, causing many warriors to fall under his spear.

Several garrison soldiers tried to escape from the spaces between the walls that could fit a person, but shortly after they did, their screams of agony echoed throughout the area. Even one of the Silver Cobry Prince ranked sons suffered the same fate. What they didn't know was that two senior academy students and some pikemen had been stationed there just to keep the soldiers who escaped from the crack.

As Potterfang's armored forces rushed into the middle of the corridor, the battered garrison's army finally gave up hope, with some dropping their weapons and kneeling to wait for the inevitable and others struggling desperately to make their final defense. They were killed by swords and spears or shot to death by incoming arrowheads.

Lorist gave the order to Reidy and Patt, “Give the order to spare anyone who drops a weapon and surrenders and kills others who refuse. ”

Without delay, many of the garrison troops in the corridor quickly released their weapons and kneeled in submission. The battle is over. Loze managed to take the head of the Golden rank bastard by fighting back after making a sword blow to his shoulder. However, he was still energetic enough to wave that head while laughing solemnly. Potterfang on the other hand was worried because there should be another Gold rank in the enemy ranks right now.

What he did not know was that another illegitimate son had been stabbed by one of the ballad arrows from the start when he was sandwiched between the forward soldiers and returned in the corridor.

At the time, smoke could be seen rising from outside the camp walls, signaling the camp of the rebel corps being burned from the attack launched by Yuriy's light cavalry forces. Not long after, Yuriy sent an envoy to report that the enemy camp had been taken over and also mentioned the discovery of more than 2,000 prisoners who were deprived of food and other essentials. He was currently waiting for Lorist's orders on how to deal with them.

How did the 2,000 prisoners show up? After questioning some of the surrendered garrison troops, Lorist learned that the prisoners had been captured by the rebel corps after they had knocked down a mountain fortress belonging to the rebels that would be used as slave labor.

What should I do with them, Lorist thought as he shook his head while laughing bitterly. "I guess I can only bring them here now because they won't be able to survive given the night there without resources. They might freeze or starve tomorrow in the snow if I let them. Send Reidy and Patt to find Charade and inform him of the matter. Let Terman and his knights as well as a group of infantry soldiers escort the people here and do not forget to collect the wooden planks they use as shields on the road. They will make good firewood to warm us up at night. ”

He also instructed Charade to set up some more tents in the northwestern region of the camp and start a bonfire there so that the 2,000 detained youths would stay warm all night and be given grain porridge. After that, he also gave them clothes to prevent the cold winter night air.

The northwestern area of the camp was originally intended for the 400 captives they freed inside the camp and the people who came with them from Mestre Castle as well as the vagabonds who ended up taking part along with them convoys. There is no better place for 2,000 captives to be placed in the camp than there.

The muttering men could be heard as they entered the gates of the camp. However, they finally calmed down without anyone daring to take a hard breath because the first thing that greeted them was the gloomy sight of the bloodstained road. Beside the road were many corpses piled together. The surrendered enemy soldiers were currently stripping off all the usable equipment from the body and stacking it on top of each other afterwards.

The 2000 young men crossed the red red road without making a sound and only managed to regain their strength after they arrived in the northwestern area of the camp. Lorist was satisfied with the shock the people gave him when he saw the corpses as he was worried that the prisoners would make a fuss and cause trouble for the convoy.

The snowflake continued to fall gently to the ground, covering it with a calm white veil.

Inside the camp, bonfires lit up brightly all over. Standing in front of the large tent, Lorist looked at the falling snow before exhaling deeply. Now that the slaughtering ceremony was over, he wondered what kind of battle the convoy had to go through on the way to the Northlands.