ARCHDEUS

WAR FIEF(4)

A summary and the sound of the horse's feet touching each other then the sound of armor rubbing against each other sounded.

From behind the shady trees that enveloped the Visounty of Breakssex area, a group of horsemen kept moving.

Sir Renaud Pierre Trendome, one of Peter's confidants, led his soldiers.

He currently commands 10,000 soldiers.

With about 7,000 cavalry and 3,000 infantry.

He had obtained the order to chase after a group of nobles who had fled.

This command appeared shortly after notification that the countess was not found.

During the period of the Ravouille plunder, they did not see the countess at all. So one thing that is very likely to happen is, the countess has fled with the noble group.

After a long journey in the dense forest, Renaud and his soldiers arrived somewhere. The place was a fairly dense settlement with fenced by rough stone walls as a fortress.

Renaud realized, this is a territory of a nobleman.

Yet he and his subordinates had been awaited by a group of people who did not lose much as well.

Right now before them probably around several hundred meters away, a group of warriors equipped with long armor and spears had lined up neatly.

So instead of taking defensive measures behind the fort walls, it seemed like the Otilians would rather face them head-on.

Renaud smiled with confidence.

"Maybe only 3,000 people? Wait what is it!?"

Before he could give an insult, Renaud saw the enemy lines split in two and the gate opened and then a group of people came out with their own mounts. But to Renaud's surprise among the men, there was a drake being ridden by someone.

"Drakes! A Drake Rider!? Where did he come from!?"

Renaud realized something very important that maybe this war will be more difficult than imagined.

He then saw a horseman from the other side who walked up to them.

"Sir, the enemy has sent a messenger."

His assistant gave a report.

"Bring that guy," he said.

The messenger then got off his horse.

Although he was surrounded by enemy troops but there was no fear in his eyes.

He then boldly opened the letter sheet from his master and shouted out loudly.

"Listen, listen, listen! We, Lady Eugenie de'Pauline Otilia, Countess of Otilia; Lord Alexander Ivanov Fertiphile; Lord Regis Evangelos Morhust ordered all soldiers under the command of Peter Le'Guy Otilia and the Marquess of Canadia to leave from this Land of His Majesty's Othilia in the shortest time and by grace The God given to us, and We hereby condemn the attack which you have made on the Land which We know and call it the Land of Othilia and on all the people who set foot and under the heavens which they have set up which you have disgraced."

Renaud did not expect that now they would have to fight against the three counties at this time. Perhaps if this were normal, he would leave in a hurry to warn Peter or the Canadians of their growing enemy. But not for now.

So Otilia managed to get help from Morhust and Fertiphile. But still even if you are united ...

Renaud snorted full of ridicule.

Of course as long as the wyvern riders are on our side, what is there to fear?

***

Clotildy and Regis were currently leading the entire army that was outside the fortress. As for Alex he was just sitting casually on top of the fortress.

The two people and probably everyone were looking seriously at the messenger they had sent.

Although they could not hear his voice but saw him unrolling their orders, everyone knew the messenger was still reading the letter they had sent.

But when the messenger was finished and was about to roll up the letter, someone who was most likely the leader of the enemy force drew out his sword and immediately beheaded the messenger.

Then the man raised the messenger's head high and stepped on the scroll at his feet.

The action was obvious, it was a declaration of war that could not be tolerated anymore.

"Turn on the trumpet" said Clorildy.

The trumpet of war sounded and before long the other side sounded their respective trumpets.

"Miss Otilia, is this your first war?"

Regis asked casually.

"Yes Young Master Morhust. But don't worry, I won't be a burden."

"It's good to hear it."

After giving an answer, Clotildy turned her body to look at her soldiers. Then he began to give orders.

"Prepare spear! Set the defensive formation!"

Due to the state of the countess that is currently not supportive, the position as the highest leader is certainly held by Clotildy and the order is repeated by each group leader.

Due to the small number of troops, in the meeting they had decided to make combat tactics that utilized the spearmen and archers as the main troops. This was Regis' advice which was also supported by the other nobles and the countess . The spearmen would set up a phalanx formation, then the archer troops that were above the fort and outside the fort would launch a rain of arrows as the enemy began to approach. Because the phalanx formation range was attacked from the side, the cavalry were placed on either the right or left side of the formation.

The sound of war was heard again. This time from the enemy.

There was mobilization in the enemy forces. The cavalry soldiers were seen marching and several vanguards carried spears that were no less long than the Otilian warriors.

"Miss Otilia, we should give our leading soldiers a chance to advance" Regis said.

Regis and Clotildy and a few others entered the back row. This is to not disturb the phalanx formation in the vanguard.

The enemy soldiers moved.

The formations of the enemy soldiers were slightly tapered forward resembling triangles. This indicates that the enemy will provide attacks that tend to be directed in a straight line.

Clotildy waited for the right moment. When the enemy is from a certain distance, then ...

"Foot!"

Rain of arrows appeared and descended from the sky. The attack rained down on the enemy troops who were cavalry. But ....

"Damn!" clotildy.

The falling rain of arrows did not produce maximum results. Hundreds of arrows were blown away when attacking the enemy soldiers who were in the front row.

Regis was quite impressed by the composition. Using warriors who have classes and are equipped with magic items is quite risky because if there is a slight mistake from the plan then most likely the enemy can lose their best soldiers. But if successful, casualties on the enemy side will be minimal because non-class soldiers who are behind soldiers such as knights have been protected.

The enemy troops continued to run towards the Otilian troops. Equestrian troops equipped with full armor, spear, and a large shield are in front. It was Renaud's tactic, he knew that the formation used by his enemy was very effective against attacks from the cavalry. But they chose the wrong opponent, the cavalry force led by Renaud was filled by the aura-wearing soldiers in the front row so that when compared to ordinary soldiers, it was clear that Renaud's soldiers would be very superior.

In addition, the cavalry troops also had more speed, thus giving a stronger thrust than the infantry troops. Thus, the phalanx formation suffered a shock.

"N-Miss, b-how could it be?"

Victor who was also beside Clotildy asked in panic. He looked extremely pale when he saw the clash that occurred on the front formation. Spears, swords, and shields clashed against each other. The sound of a horse in pain continued to resound. It showed tremendous chaos on the front row.

As a person with a non-military background, of course, Victor knew nothing about the state of war. The reason he decided to be outside the gate was nothing more than to look face to face in front of Clotildy.

But inversely proportional to Victor's panic, Clotildy looks quite relaxed.

"N-Miss?"

Once again Victor called Clotildy.

"Just go back to your post" Clotildy said expressionlessly.

"Nriv ...."

The sound of broken spears popped up everywhere. The spear was broken as a result of trying to pierce the magic armor of the enemy knight. Before long, the sounds of screams from the soldiers in the front row also sounded.

"Help ...!"

They were all shouting because they were pierced or slashed by a sword or spear. One by one the ranks of Otilia began to falter.

In order to prevent the defensive formation from breaking down, the soldiers at the back pushed with all their might.

Seeing this condition, Regis also intervened.

"Miss ..."

"I understand, Sir. Give signal!" shout Clotildy.

This time a trumpet with a different voice was sounded by the Otilians.

In response to that sound, the sound of hundreds of footsteps of horses was heard.

Then from behind the forest both on the right and left the Otilia cavalry warriors appeared.

The right cavalry was led by Otto while the left was led by Gerald.

They're pinning down enemy troops.

"YARRRHHH!!"

Drake is roaring now.

"Forward!"

Quickly the soldiers gave way to Regis.

drake, who was named Draco, quickly grabbed the two heads of the soldiers with his two front legs. Then without much effort, Draco smashed the heads of the two soldiers.

Draco continues to attack the enemy with both a bite, a scratch, and a kick.

Between his thick skin, it made no spear and sword capable of harming him. Even the enemy knight's magic sword couldn't give much effect.

Regis drew his sword.

He just swung it at empty air. Yet a huge amount of aura waves emerged from the swing of his sword. That aura wave easily killed the enemy with a single slash.

He repeated it several times without any problems.

Meanwhile, Clotildy did not miss out.

As eques, he used magic to deliver even more destructive attacks.

His sword that was enveloped in ice and each of his slashes caused ice shards to pop up and continuously attack the opponent.

Even the incision wound due to his attack actually made the blood in the body slowly freeze.

"[Frozen Slash]!"

Clotildy's sword was now emitting a much colder air than before.

Third level magic, [Frozen Slash] which caused the affected enemy to experience continuous bleeding. The passive effect of the magic is that the victim's body will feel increasingly cold until finally the victim is likely to die in two circumstances. First, die from bleeding or second, die from cold.

Quickly now the Otilia liberator team has turned things around.

Renaud, who saw his army being docked and now slaughtered, felt very angry.

He had fielded his main army of 7,000 cavalry so now he only had 3,000 infantry.

If all his cavalry were to die, then they would lose.

"Damn!"

He could not have returned with defeat.

Renaud took a deep breath and exhaled it.

He then took something out of his pocket.

It looked like a black whistle with elaborate decoration.

But as the instructions given to him by 'that man' , he only needed to blow a small whistle that was less than the size of an adult's thumb.

Renaud.

"???"

But it doesn't sound anything.

He did it again but no sound appeared.

"Is this broken!?"

Renaud was panicking. He even almost wanted to pull out all the hair on his head in a panic if it was not stopped by his assistant.

But who would have thought, a few minutes later, the people he was waiting for finally appeared.