Chapter 93

The enemy came in three waves.

Impressive, even as an enemy.

First, they put on a flashy show in front to draw our attention, then immediately launched a surprise attack from behind. While we were dealing with that, they launched another assault from the side.

There won't be a fourth time.

This strategy can only be used three times before the opponent catches on. No matter what, if it's used three times, they'll start to notice. Because of the surprise attack from the right side, we can't thin out the left side. The right side's forces have to handle the attack on their own.

Moreover, the magic soldiers capable of annihilating the enemy have been sent to the rear. They can't return quickly, and even if they do, they won't have time to cast their spells.

The Pornezia army has become slightly elongated vertically, and the shortest route to my father, who is at the center, is right where we just received a surprise attack.

At the perfect moment for Badragia, a general charges.

Naturally, it's Badragia's strongest ax wielder.

"HAHAHAHA!! You fools of Pornezia!!

Orion, are you thereee?!

Hand over your head right now!!"

Saying this, the general Gidor charges.

But... the animal he's riding is different from before...

When he came to us earlier, it was a large but ordinary horse. Now, he's riding a boar. A very large one. It's at least three meters tall and two meters wide, with a round form. He has a saddle on it and is firmly gripping the boar's waist with his legs to maintain balance. It's an incredible sight.

"...Wow..."

Still, the enemy's strategist... wow.

...What a bastard.

What do you think human lives are?

Tch! Anyway, what do we do...?

We've allowed the enemy to get quite close.

Should we retreat?

"Riddle"

Just as I was about to conclude that we should retreat, my father called out to me.

"Yes! What is it? Should we retreat?"

I asked honestly.

"No"

It wasn't what I thought. My father, calm as ever, asked,

"Surely you're not surprised by such a simple strategy?"

"Eh? Uh..."

I'm incredibly surprised, you know?

I thought, "Impressive, even as an enemy."

My father sighed, having picked up on my mood.

"Rain. How many generations has Orion continued from the first to now?"

Huh? Suddenly?

Is this the time for this?

I thought, but since I was asked, I answered.

"More than ten, I think."

I don't know the exact number!

But it's been at least ten.

My father's face briefly showed surprise at my lack of knowledge, but he quickly recovered.

"...Well, it's fine.

In other words, Orion's history spans several hundred years.

Do you understand? Over several hundred years, Orion, which can only exert its power in a fixed formation, has thought about how to win in this state.

There's no way a mere three surprise attacks could shake this Orion.

Sending the strongest and most trusted to charge the shortest distance to me is a natural strategy.

Therefore, it's a natural strategy to think of.

So, naturally, I will send my army's strongest to defeat that general, and it's only natural to counter and defeat him."

Huh!?

I hurriedly used both my divine eye and my physical eye to look to the right.

There, Captain Rand, who usually carries a regular spear, was holding a five-meter-long spear.

Seeing this, Gidor said,

"HAHAHA! I see you're Orion's general!! I'll take your head!"

And he raised his massive hammer.

"It's over."

I thought I heard my father murmur this.

The moment Gidor raised his hammer to strike, Captain Rand moved.

A full-bodied strike. He thrust the spear straight forward.

Gidor, unfamiliar with the range of such a long spear, hurriedly tried to block with his hammer.

But in that instant, the hammer was thrust through his chest, creating a large hole, and blood spurted out like a geyser.

Gidor's mouth moved slightly,

"Impossible..."

And he collapsed to the ground.

"Badragia's general Gidor!

Orion's general, this Rand, has defeated him!!!"

Raising his spear high, the usually gentlemanly Rand roared.

Immediately, cheers erupted from the Pornezia side.

Wooooo!!!

Clang Clang Clang Clang!!

At the same time, the high-pitched sound of a bell rang out.

To my knowledge, this sound isn't from the Pornezia side.

If so, it must be the signal for Badragia to retreat.

However, Badragia's cavalry is being attacked from behind by Baldr.

When did they defeat the enemy general...?

Well, they seemed confident, so I'm not too surprised.

The Badragia cavalry can't escape.

They're trapped between the front and the rear.

The surrounding Badragia soldiers quickly began to retreat, leaving the cavalry behind.

I thought they would fight to the bitter end, isolated and unsupported, but the number of cavalry coming towards us was far fewer than I expected.

The Pornezia army, which had been surrounded, quickly turned the tables and suppressed the incoming soldiers, capturing most of them.

The first battle between Pornezia and Badragia.

Most of Pornezia's soldiers are peasant soldiers.

But the same can be said for Badragia. Most armies are made up of conscripted peasants. In other words, the strength of individual soldiers is almost the same on both sides.

Therefore, the Badragia soldiers couldn't block the spear strikes, which were three times as powerful due to Rain's support magic, and were outmaneuvered by the Pornezia soldiers, who moved three times as fast. The Badragia soldiers who managed to break through the three times stronger defense and hit vital points were few.

Furthermore, those who suffered what would normally be fatal injuries in this battle could return to the front lines after a while, as long as they didn't lose any limbs.

As a result, the bodies lying on the ground.

More than 90% of them were Badragia soldiers.

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Badragia's retreat.

Impossible...

It was supposed to be the perfect timing.

I never thought Gidor would be defeated so easily.

"Damn it! That pig! He's tarnished my honor!

He's useless!"

Gidor, who had retreated to a safe place, muttered.

"Damn, damn, damn! My strategy was supposed to be perfect.

But... but..."

He was defeated so easily.

"Hey! Bring me the spies!"

He shouted to someone nearby.

(All of this is the fault of those incompetent fools!)

The spies who were brought in were trembling.

They knew what was going to be said and why they were called.

"Hey..."

Gidor asked in what might be the lowest voice of his life.

"EEEK!!"

"Didn't you say that most of the Pornezia army were peasant soldiers?"

The spies nodded, trembling.

This made Gidor even more irritated, and he shouted,

"Where are the peasant soldiers?!

They looked like elite soldiers, no, maybe even better than that!

Are you incompetent fools unable to tell the difference between peasant soldiers and elite soldiers?"

In response to Gidor's rage, the spies, trembling, said,

"W-We gathered information, and most of them were peasant soldiers.

That's the truth!"

They had years, even decades, of experience as spies.

They had confirmed that most of the Pornezia soldiers were peasant soldiers.

But Gidor, in his rage, didn't care.

"What?!

If the reality is different, it's meaningless!!"

Saying this, he cut the spy in half with his sword.

He then immediately called for soldiers and ordered,

"Cut off the heads of these incompetent fools!"

and had them taken away.

The sound of the spies begging for their lives could be heard.

Ignoring it, he began to think.

To be honest, there was a part of him that had underestimated them.

Last time, he lured Pritaria into the forest and inflicted serious wounds, but he lost the pursuers due to the Pornezia general.

He had learned from that and positioned his troops on the plain.

Moreover, he had a separate force of tens of thousands waiting on the road between Pornezia and Luminion.

He intended to prevent them from escaping and attack from both sides this time.

But now, he has already given the order to return and head this way.

"Damn it! I saw it for the first time, but I didn't expect it to be that versatile!"

Gidor muttered bitterly.

The name of the secret treasure of Orion that defeated him.

Orion's inherited skill.

The name "Ten Thousand Armies."

So, that's the story of how awesome my father is.