Wipe Out Everything With a Counter Attack Power of 10000000000

30. Battlefield (1)

The main unit was not the only place where the war began.

The sound of weapons clashing came from all directions. The imperial soldiers in the fortress pull the bowstring to throw down the barbarian soldiers who are somehow trying to climb up the castle wall. I cast a spell.

Pyneton’s warrior threw down his chain.

Chrrr!

The chain that caught the imperial soldier like a living snake dragged his body down to the ground.

Kwajik─!

The soldier’s head was smashed like a watermelon. His skull is crushed. Blood spread out.

Screams echoed throughout the battlefield. People were dying endlessly.

There was not a single hesitation in the movements of the Pyneton archers moving along the ridge of the mountain belonging to the Marquis of Tornell.

The great wolf, Fenris, was clever. I knew that when there was a moment not to make a sound, I would suppress even the sound of my footsteps as much as possible.

“It’s the enemy…!”

The ranger guarding the Empire’s ridge opened his mouth wide and shouted.

Wooow!!

And that cry became the last word. Iron arrow. Cheolshi, taking full advantage of the barbarian warrior’s strong bones and strong muscles, pierced the ranger’s temple.

Pyneton’s second captain, Hector, spoke quietly.

“Kill them all.”

“Koheook!”

Cutting the heart of the Imperial soldier in front of me with a spear loaded with Aura.

Blood fell on the grass blades.

The entire situation was unfavorable for the Marquis of Tornel and the imperial army.

A blue aura was engulfed in the huge ax held by Tornell.

“Waaa!!”

The ax fell vertically towards the heavily armored warrior who was charging in with a shout that was unclear whether it was a scream or a fight.

Cha-─────aaa!!

The warrior died with his armor cut in half.

A living, breathing warrior was cut in half and turned into a piece of meat, lying limp on the ground.

Tornel stared at his ax on the ground for a moment, then raised his head and took in the sight of the enemies in front of him.

The hand holding the ax was stained with sweat and blood.

Too doo doo doo doo doo doo…

The rain hasn’t stopped yet.

As if there was a hole in the sky, rain continued to pour down in the darkness.

The battlefield has become damp. Rain made the battlefield heavy. The smell of blood disturbed the tip of my nose. The Marquis of Tornelle retreated behind him, stepping over the bodies of his men.

The sense of defeat weighed on my mind. Already he had lost over three hundred men. The knights I always cherished died in droves.

Ddduduk!

Tornel threw down the barbarian Paineton soldier who had twisted his neck with his two large hands.

Thousands of enemy troops confronting each other from afar came into view.

“Marquis Tornell.”

Hundreds of wild beasts drooling on their front lines also came into view.

Fenris, a giant wolf much larger than a lion.

The turquoise glow that shimmered in Fenris’s eyes gave an intimidating feeling. The intimidating feeling that enemies can bite you at any time, even in this darkness. Ominous. Fear creeping up my spine. Being able to give those emotions to the enemy served as a great advantage on the battlefield.

Kamet the Conqueror looked at the thirty dead Fenris and about a hundred of his warriors. There was no anger in the Conqueror’s eyes. He had no compassion. He only helped me make up my mind.

Very slowly this time too. A decision to conquer a country with great skill.

If you succeed in conquering the Astes Empire.

No. If you can conquer the southern gatekeeper of the empire called the Marquis of Tornell, who is right in front of you, the death of his dead subordinates and Fenris will be complete.

Devouring the edge of the empire. In this way, Pineton’s fame will be spread throughout the land mass of this continent. There were 30,000 troops brought in to accomplish this.

The results of the first day of the war were very satisfactory.

In every place where all weapons clashed, the barbarian nation won victory.

At least, if you count today’s victory or defeat, it was a landslide victory for the barbarian country.

“Let’s all leave here today. There’s still plenty of time.”

Isn’t it right to push forward when you have control of victory?

Of course, that was correct. But the damage to his own troops was also stark.

Kamet the Conqueror, a man with a head like a lion’s mane, wiggled his thick eyebrows and looked directly at Tornel, a middle-aged man who was glaring at him as he continued his words.

It was truly a being worthy of the title ‘Tornel of Destruction’.

It was the Marquis of Tornell who created the corpses that are now rolling at his feet.

For an enemy general who had lost a significant number of troops, the spirit of fighting spirit in his eyes had not died at all.

Tornell, the guardian of the southern part of the empire, slowly opened his mouth.

“You will regret daring to mess with the Astes Empire.”

Kamet raised the corner of his mouth with a grin.

“Yes, only when it comes out like that does it feel like it’s going to be destroyed. Prepare yourselves well, clear your throat, and wait.”

Tornel’s face crumpled at the barbarian-like words.

“Get out.”

Kamet burst out laughing.

“Let’s go back, warriors.”

At Kamet’s words, the 2,000 warriors who came to the front slowly began to retreat.

“The swords of the renowned imperial knights are quite fragile! I don’t know if they can do the job properly at night!”

“Khahahaha!”

It was such a commotion that the night was gone.

Soon.

The knights of the Marquis Tornell, who were standing behind him, approached Tornell’s side.

“How many people died?”

“If we cover all places, I think there will be close to six hundred people. Your Excellency.”

“…Huh.”

Tornell stumbled on his legs at those words.

The mental pain was greater than the physical fatigue.

The terrible night began to come to an end when Pyneton’s warriors could no longer be seen.

The sun began to rise.

It was the sunlight that I encountered over 50 times, crossing countless lives and deaths. The sun has never looked so red as it does today. I’ve never felt this hot before.

It was a complete defeat.

***

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Soldiers collecting scattered corpses.

“Mother of the Sun…I firmly believe that all these tests are to sharpen our sword, so please give us the strength to call forth light. Mother of the Sun.”

“I don’t want to die. Please shine light on this sword….”

The crying sound of a comrade in arms. Knights who repeat prayers alone to get rid of their fears. The voices of soldiers clumsily imitating it.

To the Marquis Tornel, all those sounds sounded like the cries of a ghost. It was so grotesquely twisted that I wanted to rip out both my ears. It sounded gloomy. It felt like the mud of a swampy area that I couldn’t easily get out of once I got into it was up to my neck.

The only thing that helped to suppress all that discomfort and guilt was the feeling of responsibility. A sense of responsibility to protect the southern front of this empire.

I had no choice but to have hope in the urgent news that came early in the morning.

Now that special troops had been provided, it was an urgent message to hold out just a little longer.

“I don’t think they will attack tonight. They will probably attack as soon as dawn tomorrow.”

Senile.

However, these were the words of Ruxiwood, the Tornel family’s chief of staff who was wise despite his age.

“You need to pull yourself together, Your Excellency.”

Tornell nodded his head slowly.

Because there was nothing wrong with what the old chief of staff said.

The day went by quickly because all the time was spent fixing the wires.

The sun rose again.

Kugugugugugugugugu!!

The sound of the giant wolves, Fenris, stamping their feet without hesitation rang out.

According to Chief of Staff Luxiwood’s words, the barbarian nation of Pineton raised its army as soon as dawn broke.

The war has begun again.

The battle of nerves among the main units began again.

Kamet the Conqueror, a lion-headed man standing in the distance observing his troops, came into Tornel’s field of vision.

It is not strange to take out each other’s weapons and slash at each other right away.

A knight hurriedly approached Tornell, who was on high alert.

“Your Excellency the Marquis!”

“What’s going on?”

The knight continued speaking quickly, without even having time to catch his breath.

“Those claiming to be reinforcements arrived from outside the walls. They actually began to defeat Pyneton’s warriors.”

Tornell narrowed his eyes.

“Are they special troops sent by the empire?”

The knight shook his head.

“I don’t think so. They introduced themselves as a revolutionary group.”

***

The southern wall of the front line.

Red flags were flying.

Red flag. And there was a golden circle within the red background. Inside the circle, a golden sword rose vertically.

The bright red hair of Cassiella, leader of the Dawn Revolutionary Corps, fluttered.

On the magic train heading to Akan City, I encountered Yuma, the emperor’s sword.

It was a revolutionary leader who became convinced that Yuma was an old friend of her own mother.

“We follow the same principles as the warlord Yuma! There is no need for a mere revolution! For the glory of the empire! Everyone raise your sword!!”

Sreung!

Sreung!

A total of 72 revolutionary members simultaneously took out their weapons.

“For the glory of the empire—!”

Each one of them was a strong man with his own weapon overlaid with energy. All for the fall of the empire. They were the ones who took up the sword in the hope of completely breaking away from the corruption that had engulfed the empire.

Casiela’s blue sword split the shoulder of the barbarian warrior.

And without hesitation, he grabbed his sword and launched himself again at another warrior.

Starting with the southern wall. The direction of the war was changing little by little.

The mountain ridge to the east of the front line has already been blocked by Paineton warriors.

“Chase until the end!”

Two imperial soldiers and a knight were running away with their teeth clenched to avoid the pursuit of the Phineton warrior.

He ran to the beginning of the ridge, but stopped.

Because it was the edge of a cliff.

Too-duk… !

A rock hit my toe and fell down the edge of the cliff.

The soldiers, surrounded by a total of 42 Pyneton warriors, ground their teeth.

‘If I use my skills, I might be able to survive.’

‘It’s going to break somewhere. Then dying to these guys is the same.’

I was desperately trying to survive. At that time, a voice suddenly came from below.

“You guys. Are you the imperial army?”

The figure of a man caught my eye at the bottom of the cliff. There was a person wearing robes on each side.

What the man was wearing looked like a black coat. And a golden epaulette was visible on the right shoulder of the black coat.

“I am the commander-in-chief of this battlefield. Identify yourself.”

One of the soldiers standing on the edge of the cliff shouted with all his might.

“It’s the Imperial Army!”

Paineton’s warriors, who were surrounding the imperial army with their bodies pressed against each other, looked at Yuma, the commander-in-chief of the battlefield, who was standing at the edge of the road at the bottom of the cliff.

“Grand Marshal? The Grand Marshal of the Empire only has two of his subordinates with him? That’s very funny.”

Clid, the blue-haired third captain of Pineton, raised his sword.

“If you are the Grand Marshal, try to block this sword.”

Contrary to the sly voice, a brilliant golden auror blade was gathered onto the sword. A blazing golden sword.

Clid stepped forward with his right foot and swung his sword.

aaa!!

It was a slash. A space attack that fires highly concentrated sword strikes.

The golden space attack literally attacked Yuma like a flash attack.

Yuma took out the dagger [Black Dragon Bernak’s Tooth].

Kaaang!

The blade of the dagger perfectly hit the center point, the parrying point of the space charm. A golden impact bloomed like a full moon, indicating that the paring was successful.

aaa!!

Space Cham (空間斬) has gone backwards.

But.

There was not one.

The moment the space charm touched the tip of [Black Dragon Bernak’s Tooth], The blades of the two space charms rose up on either side of the existing space charm.

[Absolute Counterattack─Bonsai: Counterattack. Same as , It can work when parrying is successful.

When parrying, you can use With the same attack power on up to 2 enemies excluding the original target.]

The original target was Clyde, the 3rd Captain of Pineton.

And the remaining two targets were referred to as warriors located on either end of the 42 Pyneton warriors.

aaa!!

Quaaa!!

Three space blasts were fired towards the Pineton warriors.

Obviously, according to the Skill, those three were the ones being targeted directly.

But they were currently concentrated for a siege.

Just because the skill was aimed at three people, there was no way that only three people would be hit.

3Rd Captain Clid’s supreme Was fired with 10 times more powerful attack power.

A huge explosion broke out.

A thick layer of dust spread in front of the three imperial soldiers standing on the edge of the cliff.

“…What is this…What on earth is this? Ohhh!! Oh, you Empire! Have you sold your soul to the devil?”

It was the shout of a warrior.

Among the 42 people who formed the siege.

Only 10 people survived.

There was not even a trace of the body. As if a meteorite had fallen into the forest, only a faintly charred trace remained.

“Battlefield Grand Marshal, Yumada.”

The three people standing on the edge of the cliff looked down blankly.

“Explain the current battlefield situation, Imperial Army.”