The Mad Spearman of the Northern Front - Chapter 292
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Mad Spearman of the Northern Front (292)
Beneath the gentle slope of the hill.
Below it, the Silent Spear Unit moved like shadows.
They placed each footfall with such care that even the whisper of grass blades was barely audible.
From the vanguard, Arteon turned his gaze toward the distant Allied Camp in the distance.
‘Just a little further now.’
But the Allied scouts positioned far more densely than anticipated meant there was still much work to be done.
Whoosh.
As Arteon clenched his fist once more, Bartell and the other officers quickly halted their squad members’ advance.
Even breathing had to be measured in such a moment.
And at that very instant.
Snap!
Arteon’s form vanished before their eyes.
Thud. Squelch! Thud.
It felt like plucking fruit hanging from a tree.
Moments after Arteon moved, something fell silently down the slope below where the Silent Spear Unit stood.
“….”
They were Allied scouts.
All of them bore deep wounds on their lateral thorax—
‘Precise… he pierced the lungs.’
He had completely prevented them from crying out when struck.
And finally, he severed their necks for instant death.
It was a flawless sequence accounting for every contingency.
And not long after.
“We move out again.”
Arteon, having descended, spoke matter-of-factly.
It had taken merely one or two minutes to locate and eliminate roughly six or seven scouts.
I had witnessed it several times on the way here, yet each time it remained nothing short of miraculous.
Bartell and the other officers nodded in acknowledgment.
Soon we would reach the flank of the Allied Forces we had targeted.
‘Just a bit more.’
The squad members’ gazes fixed on the objective point.
It seemed we might continue undetected if fortune held, but something about their movements felt wrong.
And at that very moment.
“…!”
“U-Unit Commander!”
Something stirred violently from the direction of the Allied Forces.
Simultaneously, thick smoke billowed up from the opposite side of where the Silent Spear Unit stood.
It was not a phenomenon born of combat.
“That is….”
Arteon’s gaze grew distant and cold.
A scale of movement that would be nearly impossible to achieve unless thousands of horses galloped simultaneously.
Which meant.
“Our movements have been discovered.”
“It appears so.”
All the Company Commander-level officers of the Silent Spear Unit nodded in agreement.
If that were the case, there was no longer any need to move slowly while concealing themselves.
Arteon’s gaze immediately fixed upon the ridge above.
“Silent Spear Unit, we no longer circle around the hill. We charge straight across this ground toward enemy territory.”
“Understood!”
“Yes!”
Tension rippled through the air as my heart began to pound violently.
* * *
The Allied Forces Command Post.
Marcelo furrowed his brow at the urgent report that had just arrived.
“The scouts… they’re all dead?”
“Yes, but… there’s something strange. There were no signs of combat whatsoever.”
The soldier then provided a detailed report of how the scouts had been found.
Rasion and Belotian, who had been listening alongside him, their expressions hardened.
“It appeared as though they died without knowing anything at all.”
The situation was unnaturally clean.
There were no traces of resistance anywhere, and seven or eight scouts lay dead with nearly identical wounds.
Belotian spoke.
“That bastard has definitely made his move.”
“…There’s no other way to explain it.”
Marcelo’s eyes flashed at those words.
He understood that the ‘bastard’ the two were referring to was Arteon.
Marcelo spoke.
“Surely… he wouldn’t move this quickly.”
He had anticipated that Arteon, an 8th Star Grade Warrior on the Imperial side, would move the moment they advanced.
But judging by the location where the scouts had been killed, he had already drawn considerably closer.
Rasion beside him murmured quietly.
“Though they’re called scouts, the soldiers’ caliber shouldn’t be low… yet to kill them so silently and cleanly like this is impossible unless it’s someone who has reached a considerable realm.”
“Still… I never anticipated he could move with such stealth.”
Belotian clicked his tongue at the current situation.
The higher the realm of a warrior, the more the aura they emit during battle differs dimensionally from ordinary people.
Therefore, most high-realm warriors inevitably became clumsy at concealment.
But he was different.
Not only possessed overwhelming strength, but also perfect mastery of concealing himself.
Belotian clicked his tongue.
“An 8-Star Grade Warrior fighting with the cowardice of an assassin… how pathetic.”
But there was no time to hesitate.
If I delayed any longer, I might find myself dragged around by them without landing a proper attack.
Marcelo spoke to Belotian.
“General Belotian. Lead your knights and strike the enemy’s command post.”
“Alone, sir?”
“…General Rasion will need to defend this position.”
The original plan had been for both Belotian and Rasion to strike the Imperial Command Post if Arteon attacked them.
But sending both of them now was impossible—Arteon had already penetrated too deep into the formation.
So Marcelo had to create at least a minimal safeguard.
At his words, Belotian’s brow furrowed slightly.
“…Very well.”
But if Arteon was absent, there was no one in the Imperial Army’s formation who could stop him.
Though the operation had twisted slightly, the balance between attack and defense had actually fallen into place—perhaps this was the better situation.
If it succeeded, they could annihilate those bastards without casualties.
Soon, Belotian turned his body. And….
“The moment General Belotian’s movement is detected, they will launch an aggressive assault. Immediately reinforce the patrols on both flanks and bolster the soldiers!”
“Understood!”
The officers moved busily, beginning to reshape the formation.
Marcelo swept his gaze across the entire surrounding terrain, searching for Arteon wherever he might be.
‘Wherever you emerge from….’
Marcelo’s eyes gleamed with razor-sharp intensity.
‘You will all be buried here.’
And moments later, a massive collision erupted from the left flank of the Allied Forces’ formation.
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Crash!
It was the moment the Silent Spear Battalion led by Arteon descended Below the Hill and struck the Allied Forces’ flank.
“There—enemies!”
“Imperial Army forces have appeared!”
“Maintain formation!”
The Allied soldiers who had moved to reinforce the flank stirred into frantic activity.
The officers commanding them moved the soldiers swiftly, and soon the Allied soldiers split apart as if to swallow the Silent Spear Battalion whole, encircling them.
But that was the moment.
“Huuuuuh…!”
The instant Arteon’s eyes flashed as he exhaled a long breath.
Boom!
The Aura radiating from the Iglis Spear surged forward, blasting away the charging soldiers.
Soldiers stationed more than twenty meters ahead were sent flying in all directions, the area utterly devastated.
Arteon furrowed his brow, having eliminated over a hundred soldiers in a single strike.
‘…They’ve reinforced their numbers.’
There were far more soldiers defending the flank than I had anticipated.
With my Aura, I could kill enemies swiftly, but the amount of Aura being consumed was staggering.
If I continued to recklessly expend my Aura like this, I risked being encircled deep within the enemy formation, creating a perilous situation.
If I couldn’t use my Aura when it mattered most—when I needed to escape—I would be trapped on all sides.
‘Troublesome, but unavoidable.’
I grasped the Iglis Spear with both hands.
Soon, a golden Aura flickered only around the blade of the Iglis Spear.
My gaze fixed toward the center of the enemy formation.
The fact that they had reinforced the flank so heavily meant the enemy command post was likely positioned in the center rather than the rear.
‘Perhaps… this works in my favor.’
I tightened my grip on the spear and spoke.
“Silent Spear Unit, we drive straight through the enemy center in a direct breakthrough.”
“Yes, understood!”
“Understood!”
“Haaaaaaaaaaa!”
A fierce roar erupted from the unit members’ throats, and morale surged explosively.
And the moment I charged forward.
“Stop them! Attack those bastards!”
The Allied Forces’ shield bearers and spearmen, maintaining their formation, blocked the strategic pass and attacked simultaneously.
Though they were unified as Allied Forces, their coordination was formidable and their formation was solid.
They simply had the misfortune of facing the wrong opponent.
I swung the Iglis Spear.
Crack!
“Ugh!”
“Aaaahhh!”
The shield of the shield bearer blocking our path shattered, and their bodies flew skyward.
It was a destructive force as if an eight-horse war chariot were charging at full speed.
As the shield bearer wielding the massive tower shield crumbled helplessly, the surrounding Allied soldiers couldn’t hide their shock.
“W-what is this…?”
“A monster… it’s a monster!”
Just two strikes.
The morale of the Allied soldiers plummeted sharply.
And the Silent Spear Unit seized that opening without hesitation.
“Sweep those bastards to the sides! Follow the unit commander!”
“Don’t engage them one by one—just push through! The unit commander is opening the path!”
The entire unit, like a single elongated spear blade, formed a triangular vanguard with me at the lead and drove the enemies back.
As I carved open a path, the Silent Spear Unit members thrust their swords and spears through the gap, pushing those bastards to both sides.
Thud! Boom!
Behind that, the unit members widened the passage further, flinging them completely aside.
The entire unit, transformed into a war chariot itself, drove through the enemy formation at explosive speed.
But Those Guys were no pushovers either.
“Hold the line! Their stamina is depleting too!”
“Avoid direct confrontation and strike at their flanks! The rear ranks are ordinary soldiers!”
I knew Arteon at the vanguard was a threat. So then, couldn’t I simply avoid him as much as possible while reducing the numbers of the soldiers behind him?
But the moment the Allied Forces soldiers surged forward, targeting the flanks of the Silent Spear Battalion.
Boom!
“All units, draw upon your Mana to the maximum and reinforce your bodies! We break through this position in one surge!”
With the officers’ shouts, every squad member drew upon their Mana and repelled the charging soldiers.
Every member of the Silent Spear Battalion was at least 2-Star Grade, warriors capable of wielding Mana.
The Allied Forces soldiers who had charged at them were sent flying backward with a single blow, tumbling across the ground.
“Cough!”
“Gasp!”
No, where in this world did such a thing exist?
Nearly a thousand squad members, the entire unit composed of soldiers capable of wielding Mana.
Wasn’t this utterly unreasonable?
But that was the moment.
Scrape!
“…!”
The commander overseeing the flank defense flinched as a dark shadow descended upon him in an instant.
Then an alien sensation traced across his neck.
Thud.
Soon the world spun, and his head fell to the ground.
Whoosh.
Arteon lifted his head and looked forward.
The moment a commander falls, soldiers lose their morale.
In that fleeting instant, I had to push deeper and minimize the time.
‘If we’re late… our allies die.’
Though urgency crept into my heart, Arteon maintained his composure and immediately pierced through the enemy soldiers blocking his path.
Just like this.
“We break through.”
But that was the moment.
Shuuuuuuuuuuu!
Over the heads of the Allied Forces soldiers, a Spear extended toward Arteon with a tremendous Air-Rending Sound.
Arteon halted and stood firm, swiftly swinging his Spear.
Clang!
A destructive force that made his wrist ache.
Then as Arteon looked toward where the Spear had come from.
“No further advance is permitted.”
Rasion, mounted on horseback, glared at Arteon with piercing eyes.
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