The Mad Spearman of the Northern Front - Chapter 63

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The Mad Spearman of the Northern Front (63)

 

“The reconnaissance unit was completely wiped out?”

 

Leorn Baltroyen’s voice cracked coldly.

 

His expression twisted terrifyingly upon hearing the report, and a strange killing intent even glinted in his eyes.

 

The adjutant standing before him, Sergeant Sharokl, nodded and answered carefully.

 

“Not completely wiped out, but… the situation is not going well. Moreover, we just confirmed that a rescue signal flare was used from the front lines.”

 

“A rescue signal flare…?”

 

Leorn squeezed his eyes shut.

 

The rescue signal flare issued to the reconnaissance unit was truly a last resort.

 

The fact that the signal flare had gone up into the sky meant that the reconnaissance unit’s plan had already ended in failure.

 

And furthermore…

 

‘Their survival can’t be guaranteed either.’

 

They had suffered major damage before even beginning proper combat.

 

Leorn clenched his fist tightly.

 

“If we had advanced the main force from the beginning, this wouldn’t have happened!”

 

Bang!

 

He gritted his teeth and slammed the desk.

 

The wood struck by his fist made a dull sound, and the officers nearby flinched and watched nervously.

 

But Sharokl nodded with an annoyingly smooth expression and continued speaking.

 

“You speak correctly. The Kar Tribe lost many troops in the last battle and has numerous wounded as well. If we had deployed the main force while their strength was weakened like now… we could have dealt decisive damage.”

 

Leorn frowned as he thought of Hadel.

 

Those weak eyes.

 

Wasn’t this situation repeating because of that guy’s weakness disguised as constant caution?

 

‘I shouldn’t have left it to him.’

 

Leorn gritted his teeth and stood up from his seat.

 

Then he looked at Sharokl and said.

 

“We need to advance the main force even now. If we leave it any longer, we can’t even predict how much the damage will grow.”

 

At that moment, one of the officers standing nearby spoke carefully to Leorn.

 

“But Commander. Currently, Captain Hadel has been given three days for the reconnaissance mission…”

 

But before his words could even finish.

 

Leorn shouted angrily.

 

“The situation has become like this and you’re saying such nonsense! We’ve already confirmed the enemy is at the front, so what more is there to investigate!”

 

Leorn was resolute.

 

His shout was sharp as a sword, without a hint of hesitation.

 

The officers present looked at each other nervously.

 

They all knew from past experience that Leorn couldn’t be stopped when he became like this.

 

Rather, if the situation went wrong, he was someone who would easily shift all the blame to Captain Hadel.

 

But no one said anything more to Leorn.

 

They were all just watching each other nervously, afraid the sparks might fly their way.

 

In that atmosphere.

 

“Advance the main force immediately. We’ll sweep those bastards away completely and bring victory in this war.”

 

Leorn said to Sharokl, his eyes glinting.

 

The Kar Tribe bastards had already lost their momentum.

 

If they could just achieve victory in this battle, they could completely seize the southern part of Lake Elvarfiel and… furthermore, wouldn’t an opportunity arise to control the entire lake?

 

At Leorn’s words, Sharokl bowed his head.

 

Along with that, his expression wasn’t clearly visible, but his lips were curved up in an indescribably strange way.

 

“I’ll relay the orders immediately.”

 

Soon Sharokl turned around from his seat with his head still bowed.

 

He couldn’t let others see his current expression.

 

Soon his retreating figure was neat without any excess, but quiet excitement could be felt in his steps.

 

‘…An advance.’

 

Of course, as he said, victory could be seized through a bold advance.

 

However, in this place where they didn’t even properly know the terrain…

 

‘What would the probability of victory actually be?’

 

If by any chance they lost the main force and failed due to a reckless advance.

 

The Kar Tribe’s counterattack would begin immediately.

 

Sharokl slightly raised his head.

 

When that moment came, the conflict in the north would intensify further.

 

Recently, the Empire’s central attention was gradually shifting to the southern border and imperial family reorganization issues.

 

Due to the aging Emperor’s condition, the princes had already begun fighting for imperial power.

 

Moreover, while there had been major changes at the 1st Defense Line in the north, other regions were still at a standstill.

 

Therefore, now that central interest was cooling…

 

‘If Imperial Army blood is spilled here…’

 

Their attention would turn to this place once again.

 

Turning footsteps.

 

Sharokl’s eyes were glinting more sharply than ever.

 

* * *

 

“Aaaaaaahhh!”

 

Blood splattered and flesh was torn.

 

Kar Tribe warriors chased after the fleeing Imperial reconnaissance soldiers like hunters.

 

Swoosh!

 

Though quiet, their eyes were fixed on the backs of the Imperial reconnaissance soldiers.

 

“Do you think you can escape?”

 

Having completely fallen into their trap, those bastards were in the same situation as rabbits caught in a snare.

 

Soon one Kar Tribe warrior raised the axe he was holding.

 

And…

 

Thud!

 

“Gah!”

 

With a dull sound, one Imperial reconnaissance soldier let out a death cry and collapsed to the ground.

 

With his waist split by the axe, he died instantly, and the surviving reconnaissance soldiers ran desperately.

 

But…

 

“Uuuuuh…”

 

“P-please spare me!”

 

In a space with nowhere left to flee.

 

Despair descended and the reconnaissance soldiers’ eyes were colored with fear.

 

And the Kar Tribe slowly approaching them.

 

Especially the Kar Tribe member at the very front had two feather tattoos carved on his left arm.

 

A Kar Tribe mid-level warrior.

 

His existence, freely wielding mana, pronounced certain death for the Imperial reconnaissance soldiers.

 

“Kill these bastards and move to another location. Hurry.”

 

The Kar Tribe mid-level warrior, Valkuroilka, said.

 

While the situation was improving somewhat by cutting off the Empire’s reconnaissance unit, there was still quite a lot of work left to do.

 

At Valkuroilka’s command, the Kar Tribe warriors nodded.

 

“Understood.”

 

“Die, you Imperial dogs!”

 

The Kar Tribe warriors raised their gripped weapons and rushed at them.

 

But at that moment.

 

Swoosh!

 

The sound of cutting through wind came from behind.

 

Thunk!

 

A sharp throwing spear flew and pierced straight through the spine of one Kar Tribe warrior.

 

“Urgh!”

 

The Kar Tribe warrior screamed at the sudden attack.

 

As the spear completely penetrated his torso and extended out to embed in a tree.

 

“…!”

 

“En-enemies!”

 

The Kar Tribe warriors flinched and turned around.

 

And at that moment, one man burst through the bushes.

 

Arteon, who had run ahead through the forest path, flashed his cold eyes and swung his spear toward them.

 

Slash! Thud!

 

“Argh!”

 

“Gah!”

 

In an instant, two Kar Tribe warriors sprayed blood and collapsed to the ground.

 

Seeing this, Valkuroilka shouted.

 

“It’s just one guy! Don’t panic!”

 

Though confused by the sudden situation, Valkuroilka quickly regained control.

 

At his cry, the Kar Tribe warriors instantly reorganized their formation.

 

Thud! Pat!

 

Soon they kicked off the ground and quickly surrounded Arteon.

 

It wasn’t ideal terrain for multiple fighters, but they weren’t so weak as to be defeated by just one man.

 

The Kar Tribe warriors surrounding Arteon emanated intense killing intent.

 

“Arrogant bastard! You’re crazy to die!”

 

“Do you think a solo surprise attack will change anything!”

 

The Kar Tribe warriors charged toward Arteon.

 

No, just as they were about to charge.

 

“Who said I’m alone?”

 

“…!”

 

Shadows pouring from all directions.

 

The 3rd Squad members burst out simultaneously from left and right.

 

Diving through the thick grass, agile shadows instantly overwhelmed the Kar Tribe warriors.

 

Stab! Thunk!

 

Grain, at the center of the shadows, slashed a Kar Tribe warrior’s throat and drove his fist into the jaw of the one beside him.

 

From that punch, the Kar Tribe warrior collapsed to the ground like a puppet with cut strings.

 

And the other squad members didn’t miss that opportunity.

 

Stab! Stab! Stab!

 

In an instant, five or six Kar Tribe warriors died.

 

Valkuroilka couldn’t hide his confusion at the suddenly unfolding situation.

 

Just where did these guys….

 

‘Where did they come from?’

 

But his thoughts were brief.

 

Wherever they came from, the situation of having to kill them hadn’t changed.

 

Valkuroilka bit his lips tightly.

 

Though they’d lost several warriors helplessly to the surprise attack, judging by their level, they were only slightly better than ordinary soldiers.

 

Valkuroilka drew up his mana and raised the axe he was holding.

 

He could kill about ten or so rookie soldiers like these in an instant.

 

But as he tried to charge at the 3rd Squad members.

 

“Your opponent is me.”

 

Arteon dove into his embrace.

 

In that brief moment, Valkuroilka saw the weapon gripped in Arteon’s hand.

 

Seeing him dive into his embrace while holding a spear.

 

“Stupid fool. A spear wielder giving up distance like this!”

 

Valkuroilka shouted and swung his axe like lightning toward Arteon’s head.

 

He intended to split his head in one blow and kill them all.

 

But….

 

Clang!

 

The axe bounced up.

 

The heavy impact of metal clashing against metal.

 

Following that, pain as if his wrist would break shook his nerves.

 

‘…What?!’

 

He couldn’t even properly comprehend what had happened.

 

Thud!

 

The Empire soldier who had raised his spear over his shoulder kicked off the ground and leaped into the air.

 

His trajectory scattered like rain, and he felt as light as a bird.

 

“…Ah.”

 

Valkuroilka, who had raised his head following Arteon’s movement, let out a small sigh.

 

Light falling through the bushes wetted his eyes.

 

Though he could clearly see the guy’s movements, his body wouldn’t follow.

 

And….

 

“Worry about yourself.”

 

The boy looking down at him from above spoke in a small murmur.

 

At his clear voice, Valkuroilka tried to respond but.

 

Thud!

 

His spear pierced Valkuroilka’s heart first.

 

“….”

 

There was no scream.

 

As the silence of death seeped in, the 3rd Squad members slaughtered the other Kar Tribe warriors.

 

“R-run!”

 

“Sc-scatter! Quickly!”

 

The moment Valkuroilka died futilely, the remaining Kar Tribe warriors quickly scattered for survival.

 

“Behind! Don’t let him escape!”

 

“Myro! Catch the one on the left!”

 

Grain quickly assessed the situation and shouted.

 

With the command, the 3rd Squad members moved in unison and thrust spears into the backs of the fleeing Kar Tribe warriors.

 

Stab! Stab! Thud!

 

The situation was resolved in an instant.

 

The surviving reconnaissance soldiers looked at Arteon and the 3rd Squad members with bewildered expressions.

 

Arteon approached them.

 

“Hurry back to the main base. Report this situation to Captain Hadel. Never move the main force. They’ve surrounded this entire area like a spider web. If you go in as is, you’ll all die.”

 

One of the reconnaissance team members said breathlessly.

 

“Then… what should we do?”

 

“We need to form a special forces unit. Right now we need to pull out the enemy’s claws first. Captain Hadel will handle it well. Go and tell him that.”

 

They nodded heavily.

 

“Th-thank you so much for saving our lives!”

 

Then the reconnaissance team members hurriedly left. Watching their retreating figures, Arteon immediately turned to the 3rd Squad members.

 

“We’re going somewhere else. There are still… comrades alive.”

 

“Understood!”

 

With their response, the squad members all launched their bodies at once. Arteon also immediately threw himself into the bushes.

 

This battle….

 

‘If the Main Force advances recklessly… a truly worst-case scenario will unfold.’

 

Of course, Hadel would handle things well to prevent that from happening… but what is this strangely chilling feeling?

 

Clatter!

 

Behind Arteon as he raced through the bushes, a strange shadow began to descend.

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