The Blood Knight’s Villains

My Villains Chapter 335

58. Reunion (4)

Among the low hills of the highlands, the knights of Antrum and the bloody mane mercenaries engaged in a chase after chase.

Antrum’s knights finally broke through the encirclement of the mercenary corps and attacked the left wing trying to head for the main base.

A group of 700 cavalrymen, who were supposed to be in charge of the knights, solidified the siege with a resolution that was not like a mercenary. However, due to the quick judgment of the cavalry officer and the unstoppable breakthrough power of Phoenix, who stood in the vanguard, a corner collapsed and ended up being a dog chasing a chicken.

“Such a dog.”

The leader of the bloody mane mercenary corps, ‘Ox Drissor’, who was commanding from the top of the hill, saw the left wing being crushed by the knights’ charge and grinded it.

In my mind, I wanted to ignore the knights attached to the rear and hit the enemy main body, but if I did, there would be too many victims.

“Turn left wing and counterattack! The middle army, attack the enemy’s main force!”

As soon as his order was given, the drummers beat the drums hanging from the saddles.

Dung doong dooung- doong dooung!

It was a small and light drum, at most 50 cm in diameter, but the sound of it resonated magnificently throughout the battlefield, as if it had been enchanted.

The middle army, chasing the knights, turned and ran down the hill, as if they had heard the repeated sound of drums.

However, Marquis Eabon’s cavalry officer Seto, who had heard the sound of drums and was alert, reacted promptly to the enemy’s movements.

“turning! Turn quickly, turn-!”

As he roared as if vomiting blood, the knights of Antrum used swords, maces and axes to cut off the enemies they were facing and hurriedly pulled the reins.

“hey!”

Phoenix, who rode a bicorn and stirred among the enemies, turned around quickly, and Seto, drawn by its strong presence, made eye contact with black eyes.

“Go first. I will follow you soon.”

Even in the middle of a riotous battle, the nudein cavalry officer was able to accurately understand Phoenix’s whisper. It was unknown if he was mistaken for the shape of his mouth exposed under the mask, or if it was magic or mystery.

“…turn turn!” Shivering with an unknown chill, Seto quickly came to his senses and shouted again.

While the knights drove their horses and turned, Phoenix and Bicorn dug deeper into the enemy.

“Run! Trample him!”

“Wow!”

The cavalry on the left wing, which turned for a counterattack, attacked Phoenix as it was. Then, the rider of the bicorn, clad in this dark blue armor, raised his left hand instead of swinging the long ice sword.

“Huh, is it because of the intense blood from the heart? A large clump of breath gushed under his visor.

While the rising breath was dissipated by the cool breeze, blood spread in all directions and moved to the corpses of humans and horses strewn on the floor.

then explode.

Kwak!

Countless bloody fragments gushing from the floor momentarily created a dark red wave, and dozens of cavalrymen who were swept away by it died without even screaming.

“That one.”

“Uug-”

The dozen or so mercenaries who were at the forefront of the huge bloody blast had their limbs torn as if their bodies were bursting, and the 20 or so that followed were also reduced to rags.

Occasionally, there were people who saved their lives. However, to be lucky, all of them suffered irreparable fatal wounds and were staggering in pain.

A scene so cruel that even the mercenaries who used to commit massacres in the southern colonies could take off their

cranes.

Even in the midst of this, the severe whipping of the drums did not know how to stop. Moreover, stopping at the head of the cavalry that was rushing furiously was tantamount to suicide.

“X-foot-”

“Ughhhh!”

“Sun Rider, please me!”

They were mercenaries who witnessed the devastation with their own eyes, but in the end, they had no choice but to keep running after screaming close to screaming.

In front of them, Phoenix stopped the bi-con before they knew it and spewed blood again.

Boom!

A similar explosion followed two more times with similar results.

“…What the hell is that?” “It’s a blood knight. Those demons of Ireland

!”

“Why are the pirates ashore- I can’t do this. This is crazy!”

The waves of blood broke the vanguard three times, so the mercenaries were greatly frightened, and the left wing collapsed and stopped at the moment.

Sureureung.

Phoenix glanced down at his right hand.

The dark red shell covering the ‘black ice’ cracked and slipped on the blade. Due to the lack of magic power, the blade of the bloody blade is scattered.

“Hmm.”

He felt a little dizzy, but he didn’t show his stupid weakness. Instead, he pulled the reins, looked back at the enemies with a relaxed gesture, and then slowly turned and spurred on.

The commanders of the left wing of the mercenary corps were busy cracking down on their subordinates in the face of a bloodbath that melted hundreds of people in an instant, while Phoenix ran leisurely toward the hill on the other side.

“Profit-headed bastards!”

Bull Drisser could not hold back his anger.

Breaking the pursuit of the left wing, the riders of the bicorns moved up and down the hills with incredible speed. So, catching up with his fellow knights wasn’t enough, so he took the lead again and attacked the middle army.

“Hey lieutenant! Where the hell did that guy come from!”

Drisser threatened, and the goatee man next to him quickly opened his mouth.

“It seems that he is the enemy knight of the silver prince.” “An enemy knight of the silver prince? Is that guy?” “yes. He is a powerful man who is making a name for himself in the other kingdom, and he is famous as a powerful blood knight.”

“I know that arrangement. But why is that bastard coming out of here?”

He gritted his teeth and narrowed his brows.

“…The arch-electors must have hidden the information.” “you’re right. It must be the trick of Topal Duke (-公) Abil Rambus.”

“You fucking skinny bastard.”

Exasperated, Drisser held out her hand to the lieutenant.

“…Captain?”

“Give it to me quickly.”

“Have you already been tricked once? What else are you going to do?”

“Sir, are you going to leave like this? How do you know how the Elector Counts can change their words!”

As the captain rolled his eyes, the adjutant eventually groped for his arms quickly. What he took out was a red horn with geometric patterns.

“But, Captain, you need to be careful when using magic tools-”

The adjutant added something, but the bull driver snatched the horn and blew it as if there was nothing more to see.

Boooooong-!

strange sound.

Instead of resonating in all directions, the low, heavy sound seemed to radiate behind, to the west.

“Let’s see how these bastards can help.” Drieser suddenly counted the number of his subordinates who had died so far.

‘…It must be over five or six hundred. X arm.’

He cursed inwardly and looked back to his right wing. Unlike the middle and left wing, which were tied up by the knights, the right wing’s 800 cavalrymen were crossing the enemy camp with great vigour.

“Okay, just grab the commander. I don’t want any more.”

Drissor’s cautious eyes scanned the bottom of the hill.

Utequai, riding a direwolf in front of the square, roared at the enemy cavalry charging from the front.

“Zui Dum-Go!”

At the loud shouts, the lights around the square shook dizzyingly.

Golman, who stood in square with an extra spear and shield at the numbness of his hamstrings, felt rather reassured.

Is everyone thinking the same? Colleagues’ momentum is overflowing. No one opened their mouths, but the firm atmosphere was clearly felt.

“Giddon!”

When Confair, who was watching the cavalrymen, shouted, Gidon fired a heavy crossbow, and the archers and crossbowmen around him also started shooting.

“Shield- Listen!”

A command that spreads again. Goleman put his elbow on the shield plate and strained his body.

The roaring sound of the wind was followed by the dull sound of blows.

“Ugh-”

Golman groaned as the javelin thrown by the lead of the cavalry pierced his shield. The spearhead did not touch my skin, but the impact spread throughout my body.

“Kyung,”

with a shriek, someone nearby fell backwards. Gollman looked back and saw that a mercenary from Lianwell was dead with his eyes pierced by a crossbow that pierced his shield.

“Mr. Gehrig-”

He was a mercenary with much better skills than himself. Goleman’s shoulders trembled involuntarily.

“Get your mind right dude!”

Dervish, a heavy soldier standing next to him, stepped on Goleman’s instep and then looked around and yelled.

“Come ready to poke! Stop aiming for people, and start with the words… Huh?”

Dervish, who was examining the enemies over the shield, widened his eyes. The shield soldiers, including Goleman, followed her gaze for something.

Du-du-du-du-

The right wing of the mercenary group, which had been rushing toward making the campsite muddy, poured arrows and javelins into the square and turned its direction.

“O” Tlf.

Conveyor groaned as he surveyed his enemies with his eyes wide open.

“…Are you ignoring us?”

It wasn’t something I couldn’t understand.

There were a few of them, but they were well-prepared, with Utequai riding on a direwolf in the lead, and Heila standing on an overturned cart in the center.

One side was proud of its inhuman size and roared as if the ground would shake, and the other side was casting a red aurora over its head, so it was unlikely that they would want to attack it.

“I’m aiming for the little count.”

“I guess so.”

Ponytail Fritz murmured, and Conwyer nodded in agreement.

“Because if you capture the Count, you will be able to get them to surrender…

“I feel dirty. I have to break the back of their heads to release my castle.”

Despite Fritz’s growl, Confair remained silent. As he said, he was contemplating whether to hit the back of the enemy or keep his position.

“Tark’ya qun-talil!”

But before he could make up his mind, Utequai, enraged at being ignored by his enemies, tugged at the direwolf’s fur.

The great gray wolf growled! Howling and leaping forward, Utequai, enraged, let out a shriek as he whirled around with his chains encased in flames.

“Ooh woah woah-!” Perhaps thanks to being closer to the Mother Goddess, he used the slightest amount of heat as fuel to create a huge rage.

“Bill Hatanka!”

Confair gave a shrill voice, but the berserk Utequai only ran away with dark eyes.

“me too!”

Fritz said something and ran towards the place where the horses were tied, but Confair had no time to pay attention to that.

“miss! Hatanka.” Heyla, who was standing atop the cart, looked back at him. The scales covering her face were folded, revealing her beautiful face.

“Leave it alone.”

“……yes?”

“We don’t need to bleed for nothing. Mr. Hatanka is enough.”

“Lady—”

Confir put on an absurd expression, but Heila had already come down from the cart on the shoulder of heavy swordsman Umberta.

“Athar Marta—!”

By the time the right wing of the Bloodmane Mercenary Corps charged the headquarters where Count Os and General McNeil were, Utequai wielding a whip of hellfire attacked the rear.

“Chief over there! It is a wyvern!”

“what’?”

In Goleman’s urgent voice, Confir said, “Again?” I looked up at the western sky with a smile on my face.

Indeed, the wyvern carrying the dragon knight was flying this way.

“……one?”

Unlike the night raids of dragon knights in their 60s, there was only one aircraft flying right now. It was a dragon knight who wore a white iron helmet on the head of a wyvern.

Phoenix’s men only looked up blankly at the lonely dragon knight. It was futile to shoot arrows because they were flying high up anyway.

After circling the sky for some time, the dragon knight suddenly threw something and flew off to the west of the road.

“what?”

The mercenaries were puzzled and followed the falling object with their eyes. A few people with good eyes let others know that it was a stone the size of a fist.

If Phoenix were here, he would have immediately recognized the stone’s identity as well as its original owner, but he was busy wielding black ice and morning stars to slaughter the enemy cavalry.

The stones falling toward the largest tent in the camp were blown by the wind and fell between the square made by Phoenix’s men and the camp of Earl Os.

shit.

The runestone ‘Troll Princess and the Seven Warriors’ was shattered and emitted light.

Rumble!

The muddy ground was dug up, revealing a cave.

“…Oh Lord.”

Not only Confair, but also the mercenaries who made the squares spoke similarly.

It was not because of the sudden appearance of the tunnel, but because of the unknown quasi-dimensional portal that vomited eight gigantic trolls.

Turn it off-!

A gigantic female troll, wearing a leather robe decorated with leaves on her shoulders and waist and a crown that imitated green flowers, shouted.

Male trolls in iron armor crawled out after her, snarling ferociously and scanning all directions.

“Prepare for battle.”

Confair, who came to his senses belatedly, looked back at his frozen colleagues and screamed.

“Prepare for battle!”

“Ha Rundol. A troll!”

Bull Drissor looked at the summoned trolls with a satisfied face. Aside from their bizarre appearance, they were much bigger than average.

“Looks like the duke is more serious about the war than I thought.”

“That’s right. Where did you get such an artifact?”

The mercenary holding the flag spoke to Drisser, who smiled with satisfaction while talking with the adjutant.

“That captain. Take a look over there.”

” huh?”

“hey.”

When the subordinate pointed to the back of the hill, Drieser narrowed his eyes slightly.

“What is that again?”

They were a mediocre number of cavalrymen, a little over a hundred. When they appeared, they were already 5,600 meters ahead of the hill.

“……no way.”

He let out a drool and pulled the reins. He stood to examine the cavalrymen closer.

At that time, among the hundreds of horsemen who were maneuvering together, a horse jumped out in front of them.

“That damn thing-”

The moment Drisser’s eyes became the size of a lantern.

Wedgeworm – Puck!

An arrow that flew hundreds of meters lodged in his neck.

“Kkeukreuk-”

“Captain, Captain!”

Drisser, the slayer of the New Continent, had a tough lifeline and witnessed three things just before dying.

An arrow with a blue feather.

A silver hand holding a bow in the distance.

And a golden helmet imitating a lion.