The Mad Spearman of the Northern Front - Chapter 293

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Mad Spearman of the Northern Front (293)
Boom!
A group of knights suddenly appeared before the Silent Spear Battalion, blocking their path as they advanced, pushing through the flanking formation of the Allied Forces.
A heavy, oppressive presence that seemed to crush the battlefield itself.
From the center of their ranks, a man seated upon a horse slowly pulled the reins and stepped forward.
A deeply worn helmet and a well-maintained shield—unlike the one destroyed yesterday—hung from his left hand.
A 7-Star Level warrior of the Ermatir Kingdom.
It was Rasion.
Arteon’s gaze fixed upon him.
A brief, tense silence fell.
Certainly, in yesterday’s battle, Arteon had achieved a complete victory against both Rasion and Belotian.
‘Surely….’
Yet the Rasion standing before me now carried a confidence far different from when he had fled.
But it did not take long to discern the reason.
“…A Knight Order, then.”
The sight of knights arrayed behind him.
They wore brilliant silver armor and rode black war horses that contrasted sharply with it.
Standing in perfect formation, their eyes gleamed with absolute confidence.
Arteon’s gaze swept rapidly across the surroundings.
Considering that a typical Knight Order numbered around a hundred, these warriors outnumbered a standard order by at least five times over.
‘So he places his faith in this Knight Order.’
Moreover, each and every one of them wielded Mana with practiced skill.
Arteon’s eyes grew cold and sharp.
Then, infusing his voice with Mana, Arteon spoke to Rasion.
“Is that Knight Order truly all you trust?”
At those words, Rasion’s eyes flashed, and a faint smile played at the corners of his lips.
“They are among the strongest Knight Orders in the Kingdom. I would stake my honor that they rank within the top five across the entire Continent.”
After drawing a short breath, he continued.
“With them at my side… even you will find this far from easy.”
At Rasion’s words, Arteon let out a quiet laugh.
“Is that so?”
His gaze swept past the knights behind Rasion.
“A Knight Order among the Continent’s finest, you say….”
And he slowly turned his head to the side.
The members of the Silent Spear Battalion stood in quiet readiness.
Their eyes blazed with fierce light.
Arteon turned his gaze back to Rasion and spoke.
“I will not deny that your Knight Order possesses sufficient reason for such confidence. However… you have only yourself to blame for the misfortune of this encounter.”
In that instant, Arteon’s eyes grew sharp as a blade.
“The unit you now face is….”
A brief silence.
Then a low voice continued.
“Not merely among the continent’s finest units.”
Arteon declared it like a proclamation.
“The strongest unit on the entire continent.”
Arteon raised Iglis high.
“The Silent Spear Battalion.”
A brief command fell.
“Advance.”
That was the moment.
Boom!
With the sound of hoofbeats, the knights moved first.
Rasion’s Knight Order drew up their Mana in unison.
Their Auras flashed brilliantly between the gaps in their armor, erupting all at once as they watched the Silent Spear Battalion charge toward them.
Rasion’s command spread.
“Avoid engaging that one directly! I will hold him back!”
A brilliant blue Aura seeped deeply into Rasion’s shield.
And his command continued.
“Split to both sides and eliminate the Rookies following behind! If those squad members disappear, even an 8-Star Warrior cannot possibly advance alone to the command post!”
Though an 8-Star warrior whose power reached the heavens, there were still definite limits to Aura and Physical Strength.
A thousand, two thousand.
Beyond that, the soldiers gathered here alone numbered over five thousand.
And if you included the soldiers defending the Central Area, easily over ten thousand.
No matter how alone, it was impossible to break through here.
“Hyaaaaaaagh!”
“Die!”
At Rasion’s command, the knights split to both sides and charged toward the Silent Spear Battalion members.
Bodies enhanced with Mana improved their Muscle Strength and speed.
A speed so fast that ordinary people would struggle to follow with their eyes.
Gleaming sharp weapons fell toward the Silent Spear Battalion members.
But at that moment.
Clang!
The sound of metal colliding erupted continuously.
The knights’ Swords and Spears bounced back, blocked.
The knights’ eyes widened greatly.
‘What… what is this…?’
‘How are they blocking our attacks…?’
They were clearly not knights, nor specially trained Warriors.
How could ordinary Infantry possibly deflect their attacks?
“These bastards!”
“These worms dare mount such futile resistance!”
Yes, I could block it once.
If they possessed great strength or extensive battlefield experience, it would be possible.
Rasion’s knights corrected their reins once more and charged toward the Silent Spear Unit members.
But this time was no different.
Clang!
No, it wasn’t merely blocking the attack…
“These bastards are taking us far too lightly?”
“There’s no conviction behind their strikes!”
I countered, driving my spear into the neck of the knight’s mount.
“Shrieeeeeeeek!”
Several war horses at the vanguard shrieked loudly and collapsed to the ground.
The war horses that fell from the deep thrust never rose again.
“Ugh!”
The dismounted knights, unable to execute proper falling techniques, screamed in agony beneath the weight of their armor.
Because they had reinforced their bodies with Mana, their bones wouldn’t have shattered, but they still couldn’t entirely escape the impact of the fall.
And over the bodies of the fallen knights.
“Die!”
“Kill them all!”
The swords and spears of the Silent Spear Unit members found the gaps in their armor and drove deep.
Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!
In an instant, six knights lost their lives.
At that moment, the knight order members flinched and retreated a step backward.
“You thought you could kill us with just this?”
One squad member muttered quietly.
“If we fell to something like this…”
Another squad member beside him chuckled softly.
“We’d die first before facing the Captain.”
Yet another soldier spoke, twisting his sword.
“You have no idea how much we’ve trained.”
And one of them shoved a knight aside, growling.
“Your arrogant gaze was irritating from the start.”
His eyes flashed.
“Kill them.”
At that moment.
Boom!
The Silent Spear Unit exploded into motion.
And at the same instant, Arteon moved.
Crash!
Iglis flashed brilliantly, descending upon Rasion.
Rasion raised his shield to block the strike.
Clang!
A tremendous impact erupted.
“Ugh!”
Rasion’s body shook violently atop his horse.
Though I had experienced it once before, it was an overwhelming attack that I still couldn’t adapt to.
But that was merely the beginning.
Arteon’s Spear flashed again.
Boom!
Boom!
With each successive strike, my body continued to be driven backward.
My horse stumbled back several steps, kicking up clouds of dust.
Cold sweat beaded on my forehead.
‘…He’s strong.’
No.
It wasn’t merely a matter of strength.
Just one day had passed, yet it felt as though he had grown even stronger than yesterday.
But Arteon spoke quietly as he watched me retreat.
“Are you just going to stall by defending?”
His Spear tip aimed at my neck.
“Your strategy is as pathetic as your abilities.”
My eyes flashed.
But Arteon was already continuing.
“If that’s all you can manage….”
His gaze turned glacial.
“Then just save your lives and clear the way.”
Whirrrrr!
Iglis vibrated softly, and a golden Aura enveloped it entirely.
And as Arteon launched himself from the ground, charging toward me.
Crash!
Arteon’s strike sent my body flying backward.
I clenched my teeth.
‘…Belotian, hurry!’
It felt as though this position would be breached far sooner than I had anticipated.
‘In the end….’
It was a race to see who could pierce through the enemy’s command center first.
Cold sweat began to soak my spine.
* * *
Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!
The Allied Forces’ central Formation.
Belotian led his cavalry unit in a fierce charge across the ground, their hooves pounding the earth with relentless force.
The sight of over three thousand mounted warriors surging forward resembled a colossal beast tearing across the battlefield itself.
With each impact of hooves against the ground, dust erupted violently, and the tremor rippled along the entire battle line.
And leading that charge was the 7-Star Level Warrior of the Seranello Kingdom.
Belotian.
An Aura shimmered between the gaps of his armor, gradually enveloping his body, while his gaze remained unwavering, fixed straight ahead.
“Hold the line! Enemy cavalry incoming!”
Imperial Army soldiers hastily formed their formation to block the path.
But in that instant, the Adjutant riding beside Belotian cried out loudly.
“Clear the way!”
His voice tore through the battlefield, resonating across the expanse.
“You wretches are not worthy to stand against him!”
And at that very moment.
Kwaaang!
An Aura erupted explosively from Belotian’s body.
The sheer momentum alone sent the soldiers blocking the path flying backward.
Some tumbled across the ground with their shields, while others collapsed to their knees, unable to withstand the impact.
“Gahhh!”
“Argh!”
The battle line shook violently in an instant.
And then it happened.
“An enemy Warrior!”
Someone’s cry burst forth.
“A Warrior of the Allied Forces!”
“Evade! A high-level Warrior!”
And immediately after.
Buuuuuuuuuu!
The Horn of the battlefield sounded out in a long, piercing wail.
With the Horn signaling the Operation, the Imperial Army soldiers split left and right in an instant.
They did not fight.
They simply opened the way.
Like a great river parting, a wide corridor formed down the center, and toward it, the pre-positioned Archer Unit began unleashing their arrows.
Whoooosh-whoosh-whoosh-whoosh!
It was a tactic to minimize their own casualties while simultaneously obstructing the enemy’s advance.
Yet at this sight, Belotian’s brow furrowed deeply.
‘What is this?’
This situation was far from normal.
What I was targeting now was the Imperial Army’s Command Center.
They were opening a path so carelessly for an enemy charging directly toward where the Commander stood?
“…A foolish move indeed.”
After participating in warfare for so long, I’ve encountered many different types of commanders.
Among them, there were occasionally those of a certain kind.
Commanders who minimized unnecessary casualties and prioritized the safety of their soldiers.
Of course, if one could achieve victory while reducing our own losses, that would truly be the mark of an exceptional commander.
But….
‘At this very moment when we need to buy even a single more second… is this fool truly willing to stake his own life on such foolishness?’
The outcome of this war would be decided with stark simplicity.
Whichever side struck the enemy’s command center first and killed the commander would claim victory.
To achieve that, the ‘essence’ was to buy time by sacrificing thousands—no, tens of thousands of soldiers.
Yet in such circumstances, this commander played the role of a ‘benevolent’ leader, executing a strategy that opened the path?
“This fool must have a death wish.”
Did he truly believe mere arrows could stop them?
“Raise your shields and block the arrows! Reinforce your armor with Mana and charge at maximum speed!”
“Understood!”
“Raise your shields and block the arrows! Increase your pace!”
The officers who heard Belotian’s command swiftly relayed it to those around them, accelerating their advance even further.
With that, Belotian’s gaze turned glacial.
‘Only when the commander’s head falls will those fools come to their senses.’
And true to his calculation, the arrows loosed at the strategic pass inflicted minimal damage upon them.
Since their formation was interspersed with allied troops, unleashing arrows indiscriminately would have wounded their own soldiers.
And as Belotian and his cavalry unit rapidly passed through the strategic pass,
“…Is this truly acceptable?”
a soldier asked the officer beside him.
The officer answered with silence.
His gaze remained fixed upon the enemy cavalry unit receding into the distance.
“We follow our commander’s orders.”
His eyes remained steadfast upon the battlefield.
“Watch and see.”
At those words, the soldiers’ expressions hardened.
Could this truly be right?
Yet no one dared speak further.
And at that same moment.
Kwaaaang!
A thunderous sound echoed from afar. Soon, as the horn’s call rang out, Kailun slowly raised his head.
“…He’s come.”
At those words, the expressions of the warriors around him grew taut.
Isaac, standing beside him, gently touched the Sword at his waist.
Tension and oppressive weight bore down upon their shoulders.
Did they not all know?
That the one they would now face was a 7-Star Level warrior of an entirely different caliber from themselves.
As silence stretched on, Isaac beside him spoke to Kailun.
“We’re deploying now—you should say something.”
“…I suppose so.”
Kailun turned his gaze to regard the warriors assembled in the space.
Among those present, Kailun was the strongest warrior.
And so, through circumstance, he had come to command them.
Kailun addressed them.
“I have no grandiose words to offer. Only….”
Kailun paused to draw breath, then spoke with unwavering resolve.
“We must stop those bastards—by any and every means at our disposal.”
Determination blazed in the warriors’ eyes.
Kailun turned his body to face them.
Just as he always did.
“We move to the operational zone.”
The moment Kailun stepped forward into the vanguard, the warriors surged after him, their footfalls thundering in pursuit.
Who would achieve victory first?
The war of the second day was steadily ascending toward its crescendo.

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