The Mad Spearman of the Northern Front - Chapter 129

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The Mad Spearman of the Northern Front (129)

On a hill where bushes reached up to the knees.

Though even the ground was uneven due to gravel, the movement of a single figure gliding over it was truly that of a beast itself.

Swoooooosh!

The moment Arteon’s spear, launched after kicking off the ground, extended toward Marhuldan, his pupils shook greatly.

Claaang!

“Kuk…!”

Along with the sound of spear and sword clashing, Marhuldan’s expression twisted violently.

The soil of the frozen ground and the snow covering it splattered up to chest level, trembling menacingly.

A moment when his vision was obscured.

Marhuldan’s eyes widened as he swung his sword forward.

“Hup!”

Whooom!

His sword cut horizontally through the soil and snow that blocked his vision.

But beyond it, there was no Imperial Soldier.

‘Where did he…?!’

The moment Marhuldan’s pupils wavered slightly.

Shwiiiiing!

“…!”

He hastily twisted his body and swung his sword at the spear extending from right beside him.

Clang!

The spear tip swung from left to right and bottom to top, attacking Marhuldan ferociously.

It was a series of strikes that were fast yet heavy, sharp yet deadly, targeting only vital points.

Marhuldan gritted his teeth and raised his sword.

Clang! Clang! Pang!

Each time sword and spear collided, a sound like tearing metal echoed.

The furrow between Marhuldan’s brows deepened at the impact that felt like it would break his wrist.

‘This, this monstrous strength… what the hell is it…!’

No matter how much the spear was a weapon, could it possibly have this much destructive power?

But what drove Marhuldan even more mad was something else.

Swoosh!

“How dare you!”

To think the one wielding the spear would close the distance this much.

Marhuldan shouted loudly and swung his sword toward him, but.

Clang!

He shouldered his spear, then bent and twisted his waist before using the rotational force to deflect his sword.

At that sight, Marhuldan’s pupils shook greatly.

‘How can someone who uses a spear do this in such close quarters…!’

He had fought countless Imperial soldiers until now, but this was the first time he’d encountered someone using such spear technique.

Should he call it completely unpredictable movement?

At the dazzling movement that seemed like watching artistry, Marhuldan found himself gasping without realizing it.

But…

“Hup!”

Marhuldan gathered his aura again and swung his sword.

Whooom!

Sword Wind cut through the sharp northern wind and slashed at Arteon. Or tried to slash him.

But before his sword could even reach Arteon’s body.

Ting!

Arteon twisted the spear shaft he was holding and deflected his sword upward.

And at that moment.

Slash!

“Kuk!”

He barely managed to twist his body and dodge, but perfect evasion was impossible.

Drip… drip… drip…

Red blood fell onto the white snow, leaving vivid marks.

In the eyes of Marhuldan, whose expression had twisted, fear was gradually taking hold.

‘Mon, monster.’

Looking at the young Imperial Soldier gazing down at him with seemingly emotionless eyes, Marhuldan’s body trembled.

Then Arteon looked at him and said quietly.

“Try resisting more fiercely. Is this all the warrior’s pride you people boast about amounts to?”

“Sh, shut up! You bastaaard!”

At Arteon’s words, Marhuldan exploded in rage and charged again.

His sword was swung continuously like a storm.

Though twisted with anger, his sword tip still coldly aimed at Arteon.

Sharp attacks.

But unfortunately, contrary to his enthusiasm, his sword failed to graze Arteon’s body even once.

Clang!

The spear tip swayed like waves, blocking Marhuldan’s sword.

Sometimes pushing away, sometimes receiving.

Sometimes twisting to let the force flow, completely neutralizing his attacks.

‘Just a little… just a little more…’

Not simply the strength of aura and mana, but a feeling of touching something continued to tickle his entire body.

The hot flame-like energy deep within his body surged upward, and the tangled energy was gradually unraveling.

Thump, thump!

Each time his heart beat strongly, the spear tip moved more sharply and vividly.

As if falling into a trance, Arteon gradually became absorbed in the battle with Marhuldan.

Crash!

“Kraak!”

Suddenly, along with Marhuldan’s scream, his body was flung backward.

At that sight, the Kar Tribe Warriors nearby shouted loudly.

“Lord Marhuldan!”

“Lord Marhuldan!”

They changed direction to protect their fallen commander and rushed toward Arteon.

In an instant, six Kar Tribe Warriors attacked Arteon, but.

“No, don’t!”

Marhuldan shouted loudly.

But before his cry could even reach them.

Slash! Stab! Swoosh!

Truly in the time it takes to blink once, six Kar Tribe Warriors lost their lives.

“Ah… ah…”

Each one of them had combat power far superior to ordinary Imperial soldiers.

Yet such fighters were defeated so instantly…?

“It doesn’t… make sense.”

Marhuldan’s pupils were colored with shock.

‘This guy…’

The more they fought… the stronger he was becoming.

Marhuldan found himself stepping backward without realizing it.

Getting stronger while fighting at this very moment – didn’t that make no sense?

Just being tied down here was already a tremendous setback for them.

They needed to break through quickly to draw the Imperial Army’s attention to this place.

Marhuldan’s gaze turned toward the Imperial soldiers fighting beside him.

The forty or so soldiers that this monster had brought along.

‘Fighting this guy directly is impossible. Then rather…’

If I focus my attack on those guys, I might be able to divert this guy’s attention.

Having made his decision, Marhuldan shouted loudly.

“Attack those guys! Except for this one, the rest are all worthless chaff!”

As Marhuldan shouted loudly, the Kar Tribe warriors immediately changed direction and lunged toward the 4th Squad members.

It wouldn’t take very long to deal with just forty or so guys.

However…

“Ha… those bastards.”

“They’re calling us chaff.”

1st Squad leader Bartell turned his gaze away from the already dead Kar Tribe warrior and spoke to Grain.

In response, Grain raised the shield gripped in his left arm and said.

“Then we’ll have to show them just how different Imperial chaff can be.”

Soon Grain shouted loudly.

“Mobile defensive formation!”

“Mobile defensive formation!”

“Form mobile defensive formation!”

With the repetition of orders, the 4th Squad members quickly formed a square defensive formation.

Then they immediately moved rapidly backward, entering between the terrain features on the hill.

“Kill them!”

“There’s not even fifty of them! Strike them down in one go!”

Though the 4th Squad formed up and retreated, the Kar Tribe warriors rather raised their momentum and charged toward them.

Whatever those guys might do, their forces were woefully insufficient compared to their hundreds.

Without needing to engage seriously, those guys were already as good as dead.

And since Marhuldan knew this too.

“Hehehehe, you’ll regret coming to this place.”

He looked at Arteon and let out a low laugh.

However…

“Foolish bastard.”

A low voice came from ahead.

At those words, Marhuldan looked at Arteon in front of him.

The guy who was emanating a much sharper, more refined aura than when they first fought spoke with coldly sunken eyes.

“Do you think you can kill those guys just by pushing forward with numbers?”

“What did you say?”

But before Marhuldan could finish his words.

“Kyaaaaaaak!”

As soon as the first scream erupted, screams from others followed in succession.

At the unexpected voices, Marhuldan turned his head toward that direction.

“…!”

He saw Kar Tribe warriors collapsed on the ground, bleeding.

‘Wh-what is this…?’

Bewildered eyes.

His gaze fixed on the Imperial soldiers and his own warriors engaged in battle.

“Die!”

The Kar Tribe warrior charged fearlessly and bravely toward the 4th Squad soldiers.

However…

Clang!

Breaking through the 4th Squad’s formation, crouched like a turtle, was impossible.

The moment they raised their shields to defend against the Kar Tribe warrior’s attack.

“Nesil!”

“Yes!”

With Bartell’s shout, Nesil, a 1st Squad member, thrust his spear deep between the shields.

Thunk!

As Nesil’s spear accurately pierced through the Kar Tribe warrior’s abdomen, red blood poured onto the ground and the guy’s body collapsed.

Thud.

Clank! Scrape!

Having defeated the enemy in one strike, the 4th Squad again covered themselves with shields and crouched down, glaring at the enemy with fierce eyes.

Moreover, the place where they were positioned.

Among the surrounding terrain, it was the place with the most terrain features and the most difficult to move through due to the gravel on the ground.

All of these terrain features were tools they used, and obstacles from the perspective of the attacking Kar Tribe warriors.

“…Crazy.”

In less than a few seconds, over ten Kar Tribe warriors had died meaninglessly.

Even with hundreds of troops providing numerical superiority, this couldn’t help but be burdensome.

Because there was no way to destroy those guys’ formation in one go.

Marhuldan’s pupils shook greatly.

Where on earth had such guys suddenly appeared from?

But at that moment.

Swoosh!

“Huk!”

At the sharp spear blade that suddenly flew toward his eyes, Marhuldan quickly stepped back.

Before he knew it, a refined aura was flowing out from Arteon’s body holding the spear like a heat haze.

Refined energy.

At his appearance, clearly different from before, Marhuldan unconsciously swallowed his saliva.

When he first clashed with this guy, it felt like facing an insurmountable wall.

But now…

‘H-h-how… could this happen.’

A gap so vast had formed that it was difficult even to look up.

Looking at the surprised Marhuldan, Arteon said.

“Thank you, thanks to you guys I was finally able to ascend.”

“What did you say?”

Marhuldan asked, but there was no more answer from Arteon’s mouth.

Only a blue light rippled from the tip of the spear he raised, creating a dense aura.

‘Finally…’

5th Star.

The wall of that realm he couldn’t reach in the past…

‘I’ve reached it.’

Arteon pointed his spear toward Marhuldan, leaving behind dozens of fallen Kar Tribe warriors around him.

And he said.

“I have many things to do… let’s end this here.”

No matter how well the 4th Squad members were holding out, if he dragged this out any longer, it could become dangerous.

He needed to quickly kill the commander and change the atmosphere.

“Do you think I’ll be taken down so easilyyyyyy!”

Perhaps thinking he was being ignored.

Marhuldan twisted his expression with rage and drew up his mana.

However, at the very moment Marhuldan charged toward Arteon.

Slice!

“Gurgle…”

Along with an alien sensation felt from his throat came a rattling sound.

‘This is impossible…’

Thud.

Soon after, Marhuldan’s head fell to the ground.

Arteon pierced Marhuldan’s head with his spear tip, lifted it high, and shouted.

“The enemy commander is dead!”

And that cry instantly echoed across the entire battlefield.

The Kar Tribe Warriors who had been attacking the 4th Squad looked there with expressions of disbelief.

“Ma, Marhuldan!”

“Aaaaaaahhh!”

Seeing Marhuldan’s severed head, they let out cries of bitter anguish.

“Now’s our chance! Sweep them away!”

“Aaaaaaahhhhhhh!”

With Grain’s shout, the 4th Squad members began to charge fiercely toward enemies that outnumbered them by more than ten to one.

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