I Became a Slave to a Mythical Shepherd

Episode 56. swamp

Eventually, after giving the general news to Aeneas, we gathered our troops and prepared ourselves for battle.

I couldn’t avoid the battle anyway. They meticulously tracked us, predicted our route, and dug traps.

If you can’t cut it off here, it will eventually chase you again. At that time, you could not have a better position than this.

···by the way.

“Brother, by the way.”

“What is it, Paris?”

“Well, what does the name ‘Aruna’ mean? I didn’t understand because I was from the countryside, but my older brother seemed to understand at once.”

‘Aruna’.

Hector quickly understood as if he had understood everything after hearing just one word from the guide.

As I roll the word with a somewhat exotic accent into my mouth, I feel something strange.

Instead of answering my question, Hector returned an uneasy look.

When Hector, who had been silent for a moment, opened his mouth, he explained the strategy and tactics that had nothing to do with the question.

“… Aeneas? take the center Paris, take the right wing, where you will have relative freedom of movement. I will keep the enemies in check on the left wing close to the swamp.”

“Middle…Sim? My ability to lead soldiers…”

“Even if you don’t have it, you should be there now. Because no one but you can do it.”

There was no further conversation.

I sensed a strange aura in Hector’s face and didn’t ask further. If he decides I need to know, I will let you know.

As Hector said, it is urgent to control the dozens of soldiers on the right wing.

Hector’s plan was simple, but not bad.

There was some minor work to do, but I managed to do it somehow with the shrubs and soil around Nyungji.

I gulped when the skirmisher said there were three times as many troops over the hill as ours, but Hector just nodded calmly.

“can win. No, we have to win.”

Hector said so and promised when the sun would go down.

We light the torches and start making a hum.

To signal to our enemies that we are close.

We were already in formation, waiting with a shallow pit dug behind us.

It was right before the operation was launched. I imagined the enemy’s army and imagined the heads over that hill.

“Paris, I have something to tell you.”

I turned around and saw Hector standing there. Because he was wearing a helmet, his facial expression could not be seen properly.

“I don’t have time, so it might be difficult to explain at length, but I feel like I should tell you something I couldn’t say just now.

At any rate, it shouldn’t affect the war situation because of it.”

“Is there a problem?”

“…You really don’t know the meaning of ‘Aruna’, do you?”

It’s a feeling I’m still not used to. The tongue was slightly different from other Greek words. Maybe it’s the language of a country I don’t know well.

“yes. I don’t know. Is it a person’s name? Or is it the name of a city or faction I don’t know…”

“Not all.”

Hector tells the soldiers to be quiet.

Soon silence fell over our camp. The whimpering of insects in the marshes beside me was annoying.

and finally,

-Hwieee!!!!

Hector whistled with all his might.

“It is not a person’s name, nor the name of a country, city, or faction, nor place names. That . . . means ‘sea’ in the Hittite language.”

Soon, familiar and ominous shapes crept up the hill.

Instead of legs, people with tail fins, faced again

“and.”

Hector drew his sword and let out a loud cry. In response, the soldiers scream together.

In the rising heat, the shield wall hardens, and the thick, dark smell of death draws closer.

“It is the name of the sea god they worship.”

[O ruler of the sea!!!]

[Owner!!!]

The mermaids begin to shout by moving their vocal cords in their slimy throats.

Those who destroyed this country following their original owner, and were soon abandoned and even forgot his name.

Those who crouched in confusion rose up with new masters and new orders.

[‘Aruna’!!!!!!]

They call out the name of their new master.

The swamp bubbling. The corpses of fish that died in it are buried under the fins of the mermaids to help them move in the swamp.

it’s god help

And, not our god.

“can win!! Raise your shield!!!”

When Hector returns to his place, the mermaids crawl down the hill at high speed as if gliding.

They raise their spear-holding arms high, and throw the gigantic spears down with a scream.

Most are blocked by the leather layer of the shield, but a few unlucky soldiers are knocked down by blows that pierce between the shields.

“Don’t respond! Do not respond!!”

“I will punish those who throw spears now!”

Aeneas and I ordered the soldiers to stand by so that they would not be shaken. Seeing our defensive stance, the monsters, who have become more energetic, speed up and run.

Even among them, shouts of something to raise morale can be heard. I couldn’t hear the sparse voices mixed with the cries, but I could understand the general contents.

[Those guys… the pit… have already fallen into the trap… kill them!!!!]

[Kurrureuk… Kiehehehe!!!]

They see the pit behind us gleaming in the dark and are sure of victory.

Unfortunately for them, the moon today was thin and its light weak.

Therefore, the mermaids couldn’t know that the pit behind us was at most about the size of an adult’s calf.

We also didn’t know that the pit was a new improvised one.

Neither was it because of the excitement of battle, or because their intellect was inherently low, that they had no idea why we had come forward and formed our ranks instead of fighting behind the trenches they had made for us.

As a result, when hundreds of mermaids rushing at high speed throwing javelins arrived in front of us,

– Clumsy.

They didn’t notice the trap we had laid over again.

Some quick-witted leading soldiers quickly slowed down, looked back and shouted,

[stop!! stop!!!]

Even a human being can’t stop properly when told to stop after running at full speed, let alone a mermaid who doesn’t walk.

Soon screams will be heard.

The trap ate those who created it without any regret.

Those that fall first are pierced by the wooden spears they set up and die.

Then, using the bodies of those who died earlier as a buffer, they survive only to the extent of fractures.

And, the bodies of those who fell third broke the necks and shattered the bones of those who had fallen earlier.

They do not walk on their legs.

If they charge in groups, it is extremely difficult to brake quickly and change direction.

The falling mermaids languidly died above and below the corpses of their comrades.

“Now kill me!!!”

“Wowaaa!!!!!”

From this point on, it was our stage.

The enemies’ heads are running to their deaths, pushing each other into the pit.

The rear of the enemies hurriedly stopped their direction and tangled among themselves to create a mayhem.

“launch!!!”

We showered them with arrows and javelins.

soon

The mermaids convulsed in pain at the bronze blades and thorny wood that pierced their marrow.

Even the number of people dying without even responding seemed to be about half.

If we had reduced the number of heads to this extent, we could have done it.

“Enemies are rushing in on both sides of the trenches!”

“The mermaids throw the corpses of their comrades into the pit!!”

As soon as we also ran out of javelins and arrows, the enemies also came to their senses and regrouped.

The troops in the rear used the corpses of their comrades who had fallen before them to block dozens of javelins and arrows.

And when they reached our noses, the bodies that had served their purpose were thrown into pits and dug up. Now, after a while, it was a full-scale clash.

Still, the numerical superiority has not changed, so if the enemy has an advantage, it can be advantageous, but the battle situation that has been accumulated so far has made a marked difference in the morale of both sides.

“let’s go! For Troia!!!”

“for!!!!”

When I gave the order to rush to attack the mermaids bypassing the trenches, the soldiers followed without hesitation.

The first one to rush at me was a mermaid who was staggering towards me with a dagger already stuck in one arm.

As if he had no strength to swing his arms, he rushed at me with his teeth, but I stabbed him in the neck with a single sword.

No matter how injured they were, when the mermaid, one head taller than a human, died in one shot, bleeding profusely, the soldiers chanted my name and rushed toward the enemy in unison.

Hector on the swamp side is limited in movement, so it is a role to prevent enemies from attacking from the rear in a tough battleground.

Aeneas moderately checks the enemies who are trying to cross the trench, and when the trench is completely filled with corpses, he takes on the main battlefield in the middle and holds the center.

and i,

“We are digging into enemy lines!!”

“Wowaaa!! Paris! Paris!”

It’s a role that makes a mess.

From nob le mt l. co m

Leaving the soldiers behind, I jumped up and ran into the middle of the mermaids.

A commander sticking his head into the enemy’s jaws and going out for one-on-one combat?

It’s a crazy tactic. Looking at it in detail, it would be more like suicide than a tactic.

but,

– Right.

I have the hammer of God.

The left hand of one of the mermaids that was rushing at me is crushed by the enormous weight that fell from the sky. As he tries to pass out in pain, I lightly stick a dagger into his chest and stand up.

“Soldiers of Troy! Kill the enemies!!!”

I actively reveal that I am the commander of the right wing.

I make the mermaids break through the ranks to catch me in their midst.

In the meantime, the soldiers who followed me form a shield wall and slowly tighten the enemies.

It’s like pressing the lid on a blender tightly.

[Die, Ra!!]

I threw a spear into the head of the one who approached again, and managed to get past a couple of enemy javelins flying by.

Embarrassed by my unexpectedly fast movements, the mermaids tried to secure a distance from me and form a proper encirclement, but it was not appropriate to spread the distance among themselves as many of them had already died and piled up on the floor.

Enemies are densely surrounding me. It was a dark night, so visibility was limited.

-puck.

[Kreuk. There is something…]

– Quadduk.

In other words, it was a good time for the hammer to be active without being noticed by the soldiers.

When I threw the hammer that appeared again in my hand with all my might, the hammer orbited around me in an impossible trajectory according to the laws of physics.

The heads of the mermaids who approached me burst, their arms were broken, and their shoulders were crushed.

After leaving a safe distance, I threw javelins at each one of them, starting with the biggest head, and pierced them through the head.

When the hammer finally stopped working its miracle and fell to the floor, the only ones that came at me all at once were the chaff I had carefully selected.

I catch the spear blade flying from my right and pierce it into the heart of the monster from the left.

The mermaid, who accidentally killed an ally, froze for a moment in embarrassment, and in that gap, I slashed his neck.

-Kagaga River!

Then, as I lowered my back, the sword attack from behind was blocked by the handle of my spear.

The mermaid, who was swinging her sword wildly and breaking the handle of her spear as if bursting with anger, did not know that her huge movement would hinder her attack from the other side.

Thanks to that, I eased the burden of defense and lightly tapped my heel to make the blade protrude from the toe of my sandal.

Then, he kicked the side of the guy who was swinging the knife and pierced the blade. These sandals were also the workmanship of Skleos.

I learned to fight from the age of 9 under the king’s warriors. Compared to children from aristocratic families, he would never lack in learning martial arts.

Theo taught me how to kill, and he showed me how to kill right in front of my eyes.

foggy rain falls

The ground absorbed the moisture and gave off a bloody mist.

While the enemy’s ranks are not properly concentrated and get tangled up because of me, our soldiers gradually encircle the enemy and reduce their numerical superiority.

The central trench was soon filled with corpses of enemies and allies, but it was us, not the Hittite god-worshiping mermaids, charging beyond.

Hector stands firm, Aeneas advances little by little, and I smash.

we win like that

When I pulled out my sword and swung it, feeling the weight of the balance gradually tilting.

– Kwadeuk.

A heavy, scaly hand gripped my knife.

I was briefly pushed back by that overwhelming grip, but when I managed to cut through the palm of my hand and retrieve the knife, steam rose from my hand and the wound soon disappeared.

[The blasphemer… the god-forsaken…]

Unsentimental eyes, searching the bottom of the cold sea water, turn to me.

At a height higher than the other guys by one head.

[Captivates.]

Others screamed in response to that solemn declaration. Maybe that guy is the boss.

And, he yelled at me.

Creepy sounds like hundreds of seabirds scratching their necks in a high pitched voice.

It’s as if your skin is peeling off just by listening to it.

It stimulates the primitive fear of the reptilian brain that was planted in the head even before mankind started to walk on two legs.

If you just fight a guy like that, you will surely die.

however,

“hammer.”

I just don’t fight.

The cold leather handle of the god’s hammer, which has regained power, wraps around my hand.

The boss roars and lunges at me. I turn the handle of the hammer round and round.

When the centrifugal force reached the limit that my muscles could control, I let go of the hammer.

The hammer containing the power of God flew towards the center of the body, drawing a neat straight line.

His lower abdomen explodes.

[…]

When he collapsed, the ground roared with a much heavier sound than a ‘thump’.

The chorus of mermaids stopped.

The battalion that was maintained is quickly crumbling.

The shouts of humans and the screams of monsters rang together, and the scales of life and death were completely tipped.

won…

“Aeneas-sama!! Back!!!”

···sh*t.

From nob le mt l. co m

Looking towards the center, a leader I hadn’t seen before rushes towards Aeneas. He wielded a huge blunt-like sword as if he were going to kill him.

I see the distance between Aeneas and me.

Calculate the survival probability of Aeneas, who is a demigod but immature, and myself who ate ambrosia and nectar.

Can not be done.

Even if you can’t kill all the mermaids who run away and let them go, as long as Aeneas is alive.

Conversely, if Aeneas, the next ruler of Dardanos, and the hero of Troy dies…

Without hesitation, I jumped between Aeneas and the chief mermaid.

-bang!!!!

Shock like a car running.

In the next moment, my body soared into the air.