A Knight Who Eternally Regresses - Chapter 401



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401. To seize the opportunity

From dawn, both armies began to move.

These are two units that stand in a similar position to yesterday.

The wide open plain was the stage, and the blowing wind was the spectator.

Instead of those who had advanced in front, some archers, infantry, and cavalry formed up.

Although they had not made a pact, the commanders on both fronts agreed to take the dawn as their signal.

Encred walked along, watching it.

It was a light step, as if taking a walk.

It wasn’t really a walk.

Because I was meticulously armed with three swords and a whistle dagger.

There was something different from before. The position of the sword was slightly different.

Silver on the left waist, sparks on the right waist.

Each hand was individually tailored to its own characteristics, and the gladius was hung on a loop at the back of the belt so that it formed a straight line behind the waist.

The tip of the sword had been cut off a bit in a previous fight, making it shorter, so it was now easier to tie it like this.

It’s a sword that cuts off about two finger joints.

‘I wonder if the dwarf who made this would be upset if he saw it?’

Aren’t they proud of their weapons?

If fairies are proud of the trees, flowers, and plants they have raised, and are called children of trees and flowers, aren’t dwarves the children of iron and flame?

Giants are hot-blooded children, proving themselves through blood and slaughter.

The Suin were called children of the mountains and fields because they were a group that started hunting to survive.

Yong-in is a person who stands alone and therefore has no parents.

Frock is called the child of dreams because he risks everything for his dream.

He said that since humans do not have symbols, anything can happen.

It was just random thoughts.

Walking beside the unit, Encred checked his weapons.

I also reorganized the movement route to ensure that the sword’s position, the condition of the sword belt, and the sword hanging behind the waist did not impede movement.

‘Block, dodge, and hit.’

Lie, hit, and beat.

It is a virtual battle that takes place while replaying the fight from yesterday.

If you look at him walking around and flailing his hands and feet, he looks like a crazy person, but no one rolled their eyes or complained at seeing that.

“Are we fighting together today too?”

On the contrary, there was a soldier who mustered up the courage to ask.

A group of troops stopped in the middle of moving in formation.

There were about fifty people in a group, so it was a company-sized unit. The commander in the lead asked. The fifty people’s eyes gathered.

Encred nodded.

I’m going to fight the guy I fought yesterday again.

It was just a gut feeling, but I felt confident.

He said he had lost, but his eyes, the fire in his eyes, did not diminish one bit. He will come back again.

After walking between the troops in formation and thinking about the route and completing the review.

Behind Encred followed Rem, Saxon, Ragnar, and Dunbackel.

“Look at this, it’s cloudy.”

Rem said.

Encred, who had finished checking the restoration and route, also looked up at the sky.

It didn’t look like it was going to rain right away, but it was cloudy.

I could see dark clouds approaching one by one from the other side. I could see the clouds moving, so I guess it was pretty fast.

However, there was still no smell of rain, said Dunbakel, wrinkling his nose.

“It won’t come down until tomorrow.”

Ragnar didn’t seem to have much on his mind, and Saxon wasn’t one to say anything with his expression.

He was, as always, expressionless and unreadable.

Rem said with a grin, seeming excited.

“I’m going to shit blood.”

Encred nodded to Rem’s words. It made sense.

It was going to be a bloody and difficult battlefield. I had already talked to Rem in the early morning.

“Do you know?”

“what?”

“If we had just rushed in yesterday, we would have been at a huge disadvantage.”

I know it even without an explanation. I knew it by feeling and understood it with my head.

The enemy forces were in formation, and our forces were outwardly in formation, but their discipline was not unified.

Still, the enemy retreated.

What is the reason?

Because the thing on your neck is at the level of a helmet? That can’t be the case. Then it’s easy. You don’t even need to think deeply.

That means there’s something prepared.

‘Preparations that can be thrown away for a day or so.’

Encred also went through the same thought process and said something similar to Marcus.

Of course, Marcus was also aware of the situation.

“I know. I know, but it’s an opportunity for us too. It was a time we needed.”

The numbers are small and the level of training is lacking. The other side even has a unified command system, while the system we have here is in a state of creaking.

Of course, thanks to Encred’s efforts, the creaky parts were oiled in just one day.

Just knowing that there is someone like this among my allies is comforting and gives me strength.

The heat and enthusiasm stretched in the right direction.

Marcus used and utilized all of them. He used all the arrangements that Krang had told him. Because of that, the crows flew around nonstop all night.

That is, we prepared something by giving them one more day, but it was also time that our allies needed.

“That’s why I even grilled the meat.”

Rem says. The thought quickly disappears. What does he mean?

He said that he showed off his cooking skills to the fullest due to his anticipation.

Even though he had previously captured and killed the madman of indignation, Rem was still full of complaints.

Why not?

It wasn’t a proper fight, it was just chasing after a guy who was running away.

Rem wanted to fight.

I wanted to fight until my blood burst.

I was seething with desire and lust. I wanted to burn it all away and move on.

It was a bonfire full of firewood. It was burning so hot that the flames were on the verge of spreading to the surrounding area.

‘I will fight and burn everything without leaving anything behind.’

It has been said that a warrior must know how to fight with his soul burning.

Encred looked at Rem like that.

‘Why is it like this?’

I felt like it was a bit too hot today.

As would be expected, Ragnar felt the heat, and so did Saxon.

The two of them didn’t really say anything. Dunbakel looked troubled and Esther sat on the table with her eyes wide open.

The two units were barely within striking range of the arrows.

The commanders of both armies shouted simultaneously like twins.

“firing!”

The arrow came first. It was the beginning and signal of the battle.

Ding ding ding ding!

Phew oh oh oh!

The sound of drums and trumpets filled the plains, and above the sound arrows streaked the sky.

Our army had five hundred longbowmen, while the enemy had over a thousand.

The arrows fired by both armies reached each other.

Bring in a straight and sturdy tree such as oak or pine, trim it, and make a shaft. Then, glue an iron tip and feather to the shaft.

So, a short piece of wood with a sharp point on the end took a person’s life.

Phew!

A soldier who was unlucky enough to get hit by an arrow through a slit in his helmet fell to the ground. There weren’t many unlucky people.

The infantry in the lead held their ground with their shields raised at an angle.

“Dolgyeooooo!”

The enemy moved first. It was a natural result, as Marcus had prepared a counter-tactic from the beginning. A group of cavalry slipped out from the center of the right flank of the Count’s formation.

“Run!”

It was a cavalryman armed with a lance. The cavalryman attempted to charge.

If a cavalry charge opened a hole in the troop formation, that alone could mean defeat.

It was a battle in which the royal army had a chance of winning only if they could block all of the enemy’s attack attempts.

“Run, move! Go, over there! Jinhyeoooooong!”

The shout of our commander burst out. The command of our commander, who had caught sight of the place where the cavalry was charging, was dazzling. A group of infantry stood in the area targeted by the cavalry charge.

This is the commander who spoke to Encred on the way here.

His mouth opened again.

“Pikeeeeeee! Geeeeeeeeeee!”

Hoo hoo!

He raised the spear high. He tensed his arm muscles and drove the spear shaft into the floor.

A pike is a long spear. These were all pikemen who had trained in the same movements.

The spear makes a wall. The spear wall was the best strategy to catch cavalry.

It was already too late for the enemy cavalry to turn around.

Doo doo doo doo doo!

The leader threw himself against the wall with a thunderous clap of hooves.

Pubbubububu!

The blade pierces the rider along with the horse.

Blood spurted everywhere. The sound of bones breaking could be heard everywhere.

The horse was dead, but there was also a rider who fell to the side.

The speed of the charging horse became the tool that killed them immediately.

“Kwaaaaak!”

“Eww!”

The screams announced that this place was about to become hell.

A friendly soldier who saw the fallen riders barely surviving took out his longsword and swung it around.

Bam! Bam!

“asleep!”

“Chew!”

Meanwhile, there were several horsemen who had dug through the gaps in the wall.

The heavy horse was a weapon in itself. It was common for people to be crushed to death by the weight of the horse.

No, it was obvious that it would be difficult to survive even if just one of your limbs was broken.

A few cavalry fell over, creating holes in the wall. Soldiers waiting filled the gaps with spears.

“Charge! Charge!”

The enemy cavalry pressed forward with numbers. Nevertheless, the infantry that had formed a wall of spears held out.

The soldiers at the center of the battle may not know it, but from the commander’s perspective, it was a great victory.

It was a good start.

Marcus clenched his fist.

Then the enemy horde moved again. Some more cavalry emerged from the enemy camp.

‘You’ve prepared everything.’

They were a cavalry archers. They were not many in number. Fifty at most. However, it would not be easy to keep up with their mobility.

‘Even if you just shoot arrows while running away.’

They are all equally talented. On the first day, their leader charged and was killed by Encred’s sword, but they were good fighters.

It would be more correct to say that the disease itself was threatening.

They rode their horses and aimed for the commander of the royal army.

It is a unit that has been raised so well that anyone who sees it would recognize it.

Should we say that this is the first sword prepared by the Count?

Encred’s gaze was also turned towards them.

Since it was a wide plain, it was natural that the movement of horses would be visible.

‘If you leave it alone, it will be a big blow.’

I understood it in my head, but not when it came to action.

‘Marcus is not a fool.’

From what I saw at the strategy meeting yesterday, the commanders there weren’t bad either.

As soon as the thought was over, a cavalry troop from the friendly forces also set out.

There were only about ten people, but the one in the lead was the one with orange hair.

Parallel!

The red cloak is fluttering.

It was a group of Asians and Squires.

Although he said he would not borrow the power of the knights, they were already a force in the palace.

“For Naurilia!”

Asia shouted. She and her squires galloped forward. They ran out in one breath and chased the mounted archers.

The opponent fled and shot arrows. Asia raised her sword and struck down the threatening ones among the flying arrows.

He twisted his wrist to move the sword, not even receiving any help from his shield.

Then he finally chased after them and caught up with them.

With a swift swing of the sword, one of the men’s heads was cut off. Before the flying head could even hit the ground, Asia’s sword stabbed the second man in the back.

He ran sideways and started stabbing and swinging his sword without mercy.

It was a terrifying sight.

“Go all the way!”

As the mounted archers were reduced by half, some of the enemy cavalry came out and charged at the knights.

No, it didn’t end there.

The enemy infantry began to advance, and three or four of them, who seemed to be particularly skilled, approached Asia and the Knights.

* * *

As the infantry began to rampage and those showing off their skills began to appear here and there, Rem also ran.

“I’ll go first!”

The moment Rem kicked the ground with his foot, his body seemed to elongate and move forward.

It was a move that required skill.

Of course I knew how to do Encred too.

You just need to stomp the ground with the strength you call brute force, and instead of jumping upwards, you need to transmit the force forward.

Of course, it wasn’t easy.

Encred has also become accustomed to it through countless todays.

Rem ran towards the man who had escaped from beside the infantry.

The guy also discovered Rem and changed direction to face her.

It was a guy with two hammers.

Rem pulls out an axe and swings it, and her opponent swings a hammer.

Ugh!

With a loud noise, the infantry made their way between the two, making room.

Encred saw a shadow appear behind Rem for a moment.

It was someone who had been hiding among the retreating infantry who jumped out and stabbed me.

The movements were incredibly agile and fast. The thrusts were also surprisingly fast and sharp.

It was a moment that was hard to predict, but Rem turned around to avoid it.

The blade grazed his back. Rem dodged and brought down the axe, causing his opponent to step back.

There’s no need to help. If it’s dangerous, I’ll be able to pull out at least one of my own, but if not, I’ll win. The one standing there was Rem.

“Let’s reduce the number.”

Encred said, looking away from Rem.

“A savage who only takes the gist of things.”

Ragnar spoke and stepped forward.

It was towards one side of the enemy infantry.

They walk step by step. The Mad Company has slipped out to one side of the friendly formation, and because there are not many of them, they do not attract much attention.

Everyone was consumed by the madness of group combat.

Encred looked at Ragnar’s back.

In any case, it has been said that knights are a disaster that faces the heavens.

Then what about Ragnar, who has become infinitely closer to being a knight?

I’m not hurt or tired. I even ate a lot yesterday.

Ragnar dug into the enemy infantry. No, he seemed to seep into them. He walked and touched them.

In a battle like this, there was no need to find a way.

As soon as you see something, you just have to kill it if it looks like an enemy.

A crowd of humans began to fall to the ground like straw bales on the flanks of the infantry that had made contact with Ragna.

Hook, the sword moves. The enemy soldier’s head flies off. There is no scream, no surprise.

You die without even knowing when you died.

As Ragnar calmly swung his sword, the enemy numbers began to decrease.

As people started to die one by one in a short period of time, the enemy also became aware of Ragna.

That didn’t make any difference.

Knowing it was actually a bad thing.

It was like a messenger of death jumping into the midst of ordinary soldiers.

Encred said as he took in a few of the moving figures in the meantime. He saw some of the enemy soldiers moving with purpose.

“Saxony?”

“Leave it alone.”

I’ll take care of it myself.

The enemy were no fools either. Their adjutants, not the five musketeers, were seen moving among the rank and file.

It was an appropriate tactic.

If special forces are hidden among the regular soldiers and continue to attack, the number of friendly forces will also decrease significantly.

Whether the formation is superior or not, a small number of elites are the ones who can turn the tide of the battlefield.

It would be right to stop it before that.

Saxony moved after each of the men with unusual movements.

Meanwhile, Encrid walked back into the enemy lines.

“What is this kid!”

As we headed towards the rear, the side that had not yet taken part in the battle, the enemy soldiers were carelessly disorganizing and rushing in, but instead spoke.

Encrid ignored him and walked on.

A huge shadow appeared in front of him. It was the fault of the one who had his back to the sun. It was big. Very big, bigger than even Audyn.

“My name is Benukt. I am a giant.”

It was a voice that seemed to be echoing from a cave.

I knew it was a giant without even having to say anything. There was a guy there who was staring at me from the moment he approached.

A man approaches with both fists outstretched and takes up a stance.

It was a posture that reminded me of Audin somewhere.

Encred raised his drawn sword, the silver blade revealing his naked body not in the sunlight but in the shadows.

The two of them, who had taken their stances, read each other’s breathing. No, they tried to read each other. It was to find the optimal moment to seize the opportunity by observing the situation.

Encred asked in that tense moment.

“What about your captain?”

The question was whether he would step forward instead.

Benukt, who was always ready to spring forward, unleashed his giant’s strength to the fullest.

Bam!

I kicked the ground and turned my body into a shell.

He flew through space with a whoosh and struck Encrid with his shoulder.

This is the moment when the two touch.

pop!

A loud bang erupted between the two.

Before the assault, the enemy infantry’s eyes were all focused on the two.

A cloud of dust rose, and soon the two figures came into view.

Neither of them backed down.

They collided and were shocked, but they both shed what needed to be shed and endured what needed to be endured.

Encrid knew it with one touch.

The giant Benukt is not that big compared to his size.

It wasn’t arrogance or confidence. It was a cool-headed assessment.