Chapter 506 – Battle of Heisenberg (2)

Chapter 506: Battle of Heisenberg (2)

There were only four letters written there.

[Go ahead.]

“What?!”

I couldn’t believe it, so I looked inside the envelope, looked at the back page, and rubbed it to see if I had seen only one of the two, but that was all written on it.

[Go ahead.]

“Under…”

‘No way.
Abandoned?
Me, the concertmaster of this ‘Belseburg Orchestra’?
You mean me, who has been active since that battle?’

Wow!

“Front enemy, rapid reversal!
We strike back!”

Shushu Shushuong!

“Arrows keep flying from the top of the hill on the left!”

Cuggit.

‘I must have been careless.’

“General!
What should I do?!”

Pudeuk.

The half-breed giant clenched its molars.

‘It’s not Kamyu anymore, it’s General Geji…’

The four letters contained many meanings.

[Don’t talk to me.
Try not to jump out alone.
Listen to the command
Otherwise, there is no broth.]

But the most important meaning.

[Do your part.
Beneath me.]

Chuck.

I fixed the ax spear and lifted it.

Live or die, there is only one road to the end anyway.

“Two steps to hell!
Who will go first!”

“””We! Goes!”””

Berserkers raised their axes and shouted fierce cheers.

Thud. Thud. Thud.

Stamping one’s feet

“””Right!”””

Thud. Thud. Thud.

Roll again

“””Right!”””

Thud. Thud. Thud.

It rang my heart.

“””Right!”””

“Drink the berserker!
Use of Blood Overdrive is permitted!
Advance!
From now on!”

“General Balak!
Enemies appeared from behind!
They are heavy infantry with shields and long spears!”

“Doesn’t care!
Before you get surrounded, break through the front faster!”

Wow!

“Warriors of the Highlands, follow me!”

The salute slogan of the berserker unit led by Khan was ‘forward’.
Because that’s their reason for being.

Bump, boom!

Drink the wine-colored liquid,

Cook!

Let’s press the temple,

Creeper!

Blood vessels stood tall, and thread veins burst in his eyes.
My heart beat like a drum, and the whole world turned blood red, making the world look slow as if time had slowed down.
You must win to survive.
He had to fight to the end even if he was to die.
That is the fate of the ‘advancing’ corps, the berserker unit.

“Let’s go!
I want to feed my wife and children!”

“Follow the general!”

“For re-employment!”

“””For!”””

Life in the barren highlands.
A bloody deal proposed by the demon king.
Instead of supplying tenacious warriors with good stamina, excellent lung capacity, and no fear of death, receiving a generous salary.
Running away or hiding is the way to prevent them from renewing their contract.
Even if he died, he had to die fighting hotly.

Dada da da da da da da dot!

Thud! Thud! Thud!

“Don’t stop!
Follow me!”

Shushu Shushuong!

Flying arrows,

Boom bung bung!

Balak swings the ax spear like a windmill to block it.

Tang! Taetaeng!

Even the arrows that could not be blocked could not pierce his cast iron armor and helmet.
He didn’t forget to twist his body to make the flying arrow slip when it landed.

“General, there is a giant ahead!
It must be a mercenary giant!”

Coo kung!

A one-eyed giant that can easily exceed 5 meters.

Booung!

A boulder the size of an ox he threw,

“Huh!”

Jjoong!

Knocked aside
If you dodge, the subordinates behind you will hit you.

Booung!

The log club that the one-eyed giant threw away,

Dig!

“?!”

I evade it by sprinting in proportion to its size.

Blah blah!

“Chehe… !”

Get up with the power of rotation while breaking your shin with a horizontal slash.

Tup!

Grab your neck with your left hand.

Kukkoom!

Chokeslam.

Quadd… !

Grabbing the stunned Cyclops by the neck and driving it on the floor like a mop,

“War Stomp.”

Quaang!

He stepped on his face with his foot.

Kwajik!

Head bursting with a sound like a watermelon breaking.

Whoo!

The club wielded by another mercenary giant next to you,

Taat!

Inappropriate for his size, jump in place to evade,

Kwajak!

Landing, it split his head.

“I! As soon as! It’s Ballack!”

Boom bung bung!

Kwajik! Fuck! Jjoong! Kukkoom! Turton!

Even if they are alone, they trample and advance like tank troops.

Tsukagak!

Hold the handle of the ax for a long time and make a full swing as if skimming the ground.

Furbuck!

The necks of human soldiers flying all at once.

“Ugh, ugh!”

“Mo, it’s Balak, the decapitated general!”

Over and over the corpse of a comrade.

“Forward, forward, forward!”

Wow!

The blood-crazed berserkers ran at incredible speed, ignoring the heavy infantry approaching from behind.

***

“The berserker unit is fighting quite hard.
I guess I fell into a trap.”

“The crown prince’s insight is outstanding.”

“Jose, that’s half your idea.”

Tata that… !

The messenger who ran.

“Commander!
General Kendall’s counterattack against Balak’s berserkers!
The enemy is estimated at about 14,000 men in two legions!”

“It is as you say.”

“Yes, lower.
A total of 40,000 troops were sent down to the rear of the enemy, including heavy infantry, so you should be able to annihilate the siege neatly.
Even if the enemy reinforcements come, we will be able to repel them.”

Fernando and José stood on the fort on the hill, staring at the battlefield invisible through the fog.

Tata that… !

Another messenger came running.

“Commander!
Report!
Enemies appear on the north side of the hill!
They are going around the hill in a counter-clockwise direction!”

“Already?
… The enemy came sooner than expected.
How long have you been forced to march?”

“That’s right.
Who is the enemy?”

“I am identified as the fantasy witch, Nene!
I found the flag, and the night elves of the 7th Legion lead the way!”

“Hmm… You sent second-in-command Nene?
By force like this?”

Slurp.

Prince Fernando leisurely sipping southern coffee from a very small cup.

“It is as planned.
It came sooner than expected, but it must have been meant to join Balak’s two legions of berserkers.”

At the words of the bookkeeper Jose, the black curly haired prince smiled.

“Whoop whoop.
Balak is just a bee caught in a spider’s web.
They fight quite a bit, but in turn they will call their comrades into the web.
Hello.
Tell General Ortega to attack Nene’s army.”

“Yes!”

An army of well over 30,000 went down the hill in one fell swoop.
To crush Nene’s army.
Looking at that figure, Fernando murmured.

“The Demon King is a group full of individuality.
If you’re in such a thick fog, you can’t unite at all.”

“It is a good condition to break each other.
A hasty advance, a divided enemy, a blocked view, a wide battlefield…”

“That’s right.
Each of them will play separately and die one by one.
War is like an orchestra.
Gracefully.
It is a law that must be harmonized according to the command of the conductor.”

Slurp.

The coffee tasted sweet.

***

“Camyu-sama, the fog is so thick I can’t see anything.”

“It is early in the morning.
In this area, as the air moves from winter to spring, the air gets warmer and fog often occurs.
It is because there is a lake nearby.”

“Do you know the geography of this place?”

“Because it’s right next to Belseburg.
I was tired of it when I was in command of the corps in the past.
Prince Fernando plans to fight in Heisenberg.
He probably has a command post there on some high hill in the middle of the plain.”

Kamyu stood at the edge of Marikamu with his hands behind his back and looked down at the fog-covered battlefield.
He had a conversation with the silver-haired saintess walking beside her.

“I’m going to have to go downstairs now.
Angie, take the Royal Griffon Rider and the Pteranodons to protect Marikamu and Angiekamu.
I’ll go downstairs.
It seems like everyone is dying from forced marches.”

“I covered 110 km in two days.
It must have been difficult to come over the snowfields and mountains.”

“Thanks to you, you joined me at the right time.
When I signal, then step out.
The fog is thick and you can’t see it, so go together.
If they scatter, they are likely to be destroyed individually.”

Chuck!

“I will keep that in mind!”

Side.

“I will be back.
Let’s go, Marie!”

“Yes!”

Dig!

Camu and Marie join the troop walking fast and gasping under the Royal Griffon.

Purruk!

“Daejangjang, are you here?”

“Okay.
Did Nene arrive at the destination?”

“Yes.
By now, Deputy Commander, with the 7th Corps, should have reached the left side of the central hill by now.”

“It’s so foggy, I can’t see the kite or flag.
Leadership is like an orchestra of 40,000 people.
The problem is that the performers have so much personality.”

The strength of the Demon King is strong when united.
Cons: Doesn’t stick together.

“As long as they interlock and roll like cogwheels, the union of this group with strong personalities will become the strongest lump.”

“General, I have a report!
Nene’s 7th Corps is under enemy attack.”

“How many enemies?”

“That, well, the fog is so thick it’s hard to see!
However, it is certain that it is more than twice as many as Nene-sama’s 7,000 troops!”

“Are you being pushed?”

“Yes, it is!”

“Then, 30,000 must have come.”

“Then sending reinforcements… !”

“Leave it alone.”

“Yes?”

“I have already instructed Nene.
I have given you a suitable location for defense, so I will lure the enemy there and hold on.”

“Haona… !”

“Trust me, Nene.
I will endure.”

“””…”””

Everyone thought in unison.

‘I envy you.’

How much trust do you have to be able to hear such words?
On the one hand.

‘Poor!’

It’s like I’m going to die because I’ve been trusted too much.

Whether he knew that feeling or not, Kamyu put his hands behind his back and stepped out in front of the command tent.

“Nene to the north of the hill, Balak to the south…
If Balak had listened to me, he would have advanced further and headed southeast, and Nene would have gone farther northwest if he had gone to that small village as planned and held out…”

Kamyu muttered the plan he had informed the entire army that was chasing after Balak in advance.
Yes.
Kamyu also drew a big picture early on.
That the decisive battle would take place on that plain in Heisenberg, across that hill.

“Blücher.”

“Yes.”

Snap.

What he pointed at with his chin was the hill that had appeared in front of him before he knew it.
It is the hill where Prince Fernando’s headquarters is located.

“There is an enemy base on that hill.
How long will you give me to take that hill?”

“30 minutes is enough!”

Blucher answered with a spirited spirit.

“Give me an hour.
I will also add karamite.
Occupy the high ground.”

Chuck.

“Step! Texture!”

Watching Blucher run towards the unit, Adolf said to Camus.

“Even if you let me go (let me go).
It’s an important battle, do you want to entrust it to him?

“The front-line command is a guy who is better than me.
I believe in you.
Adolph, you must do something else.”

“What?”

“… I am the general.”

“… Please give me your order, General.”

“Okay.
Balak should be on the run by now.
Send 7,000 men from the 5th Corps to Balak.”

“Are you finally rescued?”

“No.
Wait for the time to besiege Balak, and tell him to strike the back of the siege.
Balak is bait.
Hit the back of the enemy.”

“I understand.”

“And the 1st Corps departs 30 minutes after Blücher departs.
You go yourself
Hit the enemy who tries to hit the sides of Blucher.”

“Victory!”

Chuck.

“Chehe, we decided to unify the salute slogan, but we decided to unify it with ‘Victory’…”

“I guess everyone got stuck.
It will gradually get better.”

Marie tries to soothe Jim.

“If you are in a fog like this, you should leave it to your individuality and subjectivity.
As strong as your personality, I believe you will fight well.”

“Me too.”

Chuck! Chuck! Chuck!

The heavily armed demon infantry of the 3rd corps led by Blucher began to advance.

“Number of animals.”

“Yes.”

“Do you know why the salute slogan of the 3 Corps is ‘unity’?”

“Uh… I don’t know.
Why?”

“Because there is no unity.
Originally, the salutation slogan of each unit contained the goal of each tribe, or the meaning of supplementing what was lacking the most.
It’s all the more so since it was built in the early days of the formation.”

The hand soldiers who easily run away from the battlefield are ‘victory’, the berserkers who risk their lives are ‘advance’, and the undead and golem troops of Desdemona who betrayed half of them are ‘loyalty’.
And the Demon Foot Soldiers are ‘united’.

“And each corps has a very strong personality.
It also means that the Demon Foot Soldiers, the center of the Demon King’s army, will achieve that unity.”

“Okay.
Is that why you chose impersonality?”

“Okay.
In order to unite each race that is difficult to lead and to easily support anywhere, Nene’s Demon Foot Soldiers were forced to have impersonality as much as their ability to be close to omnipotence.
It’s that stable
Both defense and attack.”

Van Dark, who was always reliable and served as the rearguard.
His troops.
Because it was the most stable unit, it was mainly in charge of defense.
3 corps.
The unit now ‘attacks’.

Ridge! Ridge! Ridge!

The drums of the advance of the 3rd corps rang out.

“I have to show you.
To Fernando.
Who brought who here?”

***

“The tactics of the fight that Alex Valentine lost.
The combined operation of the Demon King’s Army Corps in the Battle of Belzeburg, which was called the ‘Belseburg Orchestra’.
I analyzed it very thoroughly.”

“The discussion with the crown prince until late at night will bear fruit now.”

Fernando and Jose heard a sound echoing down the hill.

Slurp.

Both with a sip of coffee.

“By now, General Balak must have requested air support from the Black Dragon Karamit and the Royal Griffon.”

“Or we can send it right away to capture the hill.”

“I hope you will.
I paid a high price for hiring dragon hunters.”

“Is that all?
It took a lot of hard work to build an anti-aircraft fire network by bringing the large ballistas installed in the royal palace in Amity here.”

“Because of the fog that you can’t see an inch ahead, you will have no choice but to fly low, so it will be a good target.”

“That’s right.
Or it’s good to fire a breath over their heads with unidentified and mistaken combat.”

Slurp.

“Anyway, it is a cover in preparation for a cavalry charge, a wooden fence, and even a bulwark.
I mean, I worked really hard to prepare for it.”

“I’m looking forward to the mental attack that destroyed Marquis John’s 100,000-strong army.
I want to hear the song of Manpasikjeok, the legendary magic flute.”

“Okay.
They even prepared a large magic dispelling ceremony.
It was a painstaking installation, so please take your wives and fly up the hill.”

“Iron Mask is a bold person, so I hope you can look forward to it.
Chuckle.”

He was positioned on an advantageous high ground.
Fernando.
Like the Camus at the Battle of Belseburg, they dug traps for enemy air forces flying low due to thick fog.
Fernando and José try to secure the high ground and crush the enemy on the left and right sides of the hill to encircle them.

‘At the Battle of Belzeburg, you, Iron Mask, crushed Alex’s Gryphon Rider with a surprise hypnosis.
The fog was thick even then.
This time it’s your turn to be beaten the same way.’

Enemies rushing to save Balak will be defeated individually, and those who rise up the hill will be crushed.

‘Welcome, Black Dragon.
I’ll catch you as soon as they arrive!’

The most regrettable thing for Fernando is the absence of the Air Force.
Among them, the absence of dragons.
So, start with the most annoying dragon first.
And break down one after another.
That was his plan.

***

“Everyone has a plausible plan.
Until you get hit.”

Ridge! Ridge! Ridge!

Blücher climbs the hill to the beat of drums.
Kamyu called a black dragon going through puberty.

“Caramit.”

[Long time no see.
I heard you caught an Imoogi.
It’s a pity that I can’t be active!]

“I’m going to be active now, so it’s okay.
We must occupy that hill.

[Good!
Ask me to leave it to you!
I’m coming!]

Flutter!

“For a moment.”

[Why?!
Watashi is the main character!]

Kamyu splashed cold water on the black dragon who was excited to be active.

“Crawl and go.”