Episode 113 War to Protect the Revolution – The End of the Battle
The imperial army completely collapsed.
“Chase! “Make the invaders pay!”
Following the orders given by Nikola Nega, who was in charge of the initial defeat, as if to relieve his anger, his troops pursued the imperial army mercilessly.
“Ughhh-!”
“Haha, this is completely sheep herding!”
Shandra runs across the hill at incredible speeds, catching up with the fleeing imperial troops and wielding her unique dual swords –
“Hee hee!” “They’re monsters!”
They were followed by Orcs who also ran at incredible speeds, causing fear in the imperial army.
“I surrender, I surrender!”
“Don’t shoot! please! “Just save me!”
At this point, the rumors spread by those who had been captured and released by the revolutionary army had a fatal effect.
Imperial troops began to appear one after another, surrendering as soon as they felt they were caught by the revolutionary army while running away.
Damien de Mirbeau, commander of the Southern Army, was looking down from the top of the hill at the fallen imperial army and his men chasing him.
“Hahaha, great victory! Order all troops to pursue! Chase! Chase! “Lift up the name of Count Mirbeau!”
When Damien de Mirbeau shouted excitedly, Giselle, who had been quiet next to him, opened her mouth.
“I may be presumptuous, but may I say something, Commander?”
“How dare a commoner officer candidate speak to His Excellency Count Tsu.”
“…I apologize.”
However, Peter de Casel, who was next to her, criticized her and Giselle had to immediately bow her head and apologize.
However, Damien, the person in charge, reacted differently.
“Uh huh huh huh! This precious person… no, precious… uh. Anyway, talented people should be treated well!”
“Yes yes?”
Peter de Casel was perplexed.
Although he was a loyal knight who served Damien even before he inherited the throne, it did not mean that he did not know Damien’s humanity.
Count Damien de Mirbeau, who is famous for not being able to abandon his aristocratic pride, secretly ignoring commoners, and even detesting women, is here supporting commoner officer candidates, especially women?
Not the knight himself, who has been loyal to him all this time?
Sir Kazel’s face was filled with resentment, but Damien was already smiling and talking to Giselle.
“Oh, officer candidate Darby – no, Ensign Darby! Tell me! “What strange idea came to mind this time?”
At this point, Giselle seemed to feel a bit embarrassed, but the impact of Second Lieutenant Dabi, spoken directly by the commander, was greater than that.
Giselle answered while trying to suppress the corners of her mouth that were about to loosen.
“Based on the combat records of His Excellency the Marquis de Lafayette, I believe that he will soon order us to reorganize our troops and prioritize attacking strategic locations. Therefore, if you leave the pursuit to the fast-moving Iberian army or cavalry and give the infantry a rally order in advance, a quick response will be possible.”
“…Oh, is that so?”
Damien answered vaguely.
After listening to it, I think it was like that.
‘No, but I’ve been fighting with him for a long time, so what does he believe and say with such confidence?’
Cold sweat ran down Damien’s spine.
Maybe she’s so confident because she knows full well that the Black Witch of Aquitaine is pushing her?
In that case, it wouldn’t be a bad thing to get a good look –
but then Peter de Casel, frowning with arrogance, came into Damien’s eyes.
Even so, he is the commander of the Confederate Army, and it is not dignified for him to be swayed by a mere officer candidate or a new officer who has just been promoted to second lieutenant.
“Keuhum khum. Anyway, that’s-”
Nope.
As Damien was about to say this, another thought suddenly appeared in his mind.
Do you think that if you hate her and get caught by the Black Witch of Aquitaine, what kind of terrible situation will you face?
Wouldn’t it be better to incur the dissatisfaction of an easy-going subordinate?
Damien de Mirbeau.
The man who always valued safety over pride and survived like a cockroach was quick to give up.
After finishing his judgment, Damien rubbed his hands together and twisted the corner of his mouth.
“Good good. The men who are exhausted from the long battle need rest and reorganization. If what you say is right, it’s even better! Ensign Darby, relay the order to assemble the troops!”
“Old Commander Mirbo, Excellency! “I will carry out your orders!”
Giselle immediately saluted and hurried out.
“No, Your Excellency the Count. “Aren’t you being too soft on that arrogant new officer?”
“Be quiet!” “If it weren’t for him in this battle, we would have been defeated!”
“yes?”
Peter de Casel had a puzzled look on his face, but Damien didn’t want to bother explaining it either.
Damien de Mirbeau, a master of defense who is praised as a master of the revolutionary army’s shield defense, actually miraculously defeated the imperial army by doing as an officer candidate told him to do?
Even if my mouth is torn, I can’t say that.
Peter de Casel was about to open his mouth again with a dissatisfied look on his face when a messenger arrived.
“messenger! “This is an order from His Excellency the Marquis de Lafayette!”
“Oh, let me see.”
Damien opened the order.
The order stated exactly as Giselle Darby had advised, to stop the pursuit of the troops, reorganize, and prepare to advance to Nancy.
“Did you see it?”
Peter de Casel, who looked at the order that Damien had handed out, looked shocked, but after a while, he opened his mouth.
“It is impossible to believe that the second lieutenant, who was just a cavalryman in my regiment, was such an amazing talent. They recognized his genius in advance and appointed him as a direct messenger! Indeed, His Excellency Count Damien de Mirbeau! “I am impressed by the insight of His Excellency Peter de Casel!”
Damien de Mirbeau thought differently as he listened to the change of thoughts worthy of a truly loyal knight.
‘Anyway, you know the Marquis de Lafayette’s thoughts that well? ‘Isn’t she a confidant assigned by the Marquis de Lafayette and the Count of Aquitaine to watch over me?’
The person who became the subject of misunderstandings and illusions was so excited to become a second lieutenant that he ran around tirelessly.
* * *
The main force of the imperial army collapsed so suddenly and so cruelly.
Even Archduke Leopold of the world was unable to come to his senses to somehow control his troops and force them to retreat even a little further.
The imperial light cavalry hussars and dragoons, who were guarding the outskirts of both wings of the imperial army and waging a war of nerves with Jérôme Morel’s chasseurs, faced the worst situation.
“The goal is complete annihilation. You can kill everyone except those who surrender! “Wipe it away!”
“As ordered by His Excellency the Marquis!”
“Why, why is the Marquis de Lafayette here?”
We attacked them on the battlefield, in the position where Archduke Leopold’s army would have been.
Although they had expected it, the enemy cavalry, which was suddenly attacked from behind as if they had not yet received a message from the main unit, was unable to hide their agitation.
“Waaah-!”
“Haha, this is it! “Pounce!”
“Aaaah!”
Jérôme Morel’s chasseurs on the outskirts immediately responded and jumped in, and the imperial cavalry, which was surrounded from front and back, fell into a panic and was reduced to being one-sidedly hunted.
“Hee hee hee-”
Some hussars quickly escaped and tried to run away-
“Where are you running!”
The Chasseurs skilfully rode out their horses in pursuit, pointing their carbines and firing.
Even with a sword, you cannot avoid bullets flying from behind.
There were people falling from their horses one after another, screaming for no reason as they struggled to get out of the formation.
“The Chasseurs have become extremely poisonous.”
Perhaps because they have been fighting overwhelming battles and have lost quite a few of their comrades in tight skirmishes, the Chasseurs are pursuing the Imperial Light Cavalry with such tenacity that they are inflicting serious damage.
“Morel! Jerome Morel!”
I jumped into the middle of the ranks of Chasseurs running around and shouted with magical power.
Then Jerome Morel, covered in blood, rode his horse and approached me.
“Hwiyu~ Congratulations on your great victory, Your Excellency the Marquis! Haha, by the looks of it, it looks like Your Excellency had some fun too?”
“Oh well.”
My appearance was not much different from Morel in that I was covered in blood.
“The imperial army completely collapsed. “I would like to order the Chasseurs to chase them as soon as the cavalry battle is over. Is that possible?”
Jerome Morel touched his chin with his hand and answered.
“Well, that seems a bit difficult, doesn’t it? “Because we kept the distance between us and engaged in repeated checks and firefights, there was more maneuvering than usual, and people and horses were all exhausted.”
“is it. “Okay, then just neutralize the enemy light cavalry and collect the prisoners.”
Then, we have no choice but to leave it to Shandra and the Iberica army, who will be deployed at the end of the battle.
Although there is no cavalry, Shandra and the orcs boast amazing speed and endurance, although not as strong as cavalry, so it will be enough to chase down the remnants.
“Haha, thank you for your generous opinion! then!”
Morel immediately rode away.
I turned my head and looked at the sight of the Imperial Light Cavalry being mostly killed or subdued with their hands raised from their horses.
I clenched my trembling hands into fists because the tension of the battle still hadn’t subsided.
It’s my first time.
Although the losses were not small, it was not a traumatic victory like the previous victory on the western plains of Besançon.
At the beginning of the battle, Gaston fell and Eris broke away, colliding head-on with Archduke Leopold – achieving a complete victory over the Empire, which had only seemed like a huge threat to the Archduke.
-If you cannot do so, Your Excellency, I intend to make sure that when people hear the name Lafayette, they think of me and not of ‘the Blue Knight.’
Those were the last words I said to my father, the Blue Knight, who made me think of me as a disgrace to the nobility and a knight who couldn’t do his job.
I shook my head as I recalled the fate of the almost legendary Blue Knight.
I may be more famous in Franzia today, but I don’t know what it will be like for future generations.
This might still not be enough.
After all, it’s a wall until death. He really wasn’t a good father.
I turned my horse around and started to return to where I had come.
Still, at least.
There was value in the death of those who followed me through their blood and sweat.
Those who risked their lives were given deserved victory and honor, not injustice and guillotine.
Right now, that alone felt overwhelming.
* * *
The battle lasted a long time.
Eris had to focus her mind and focus only on treatment.
The poison of the Abyss Corporation is truly so severe that it tries to push away divine power, causing constant bleeding and poison spreading throughout the body.
In the past, it was difficult to heal the Count of Aquitaine with just one person, but now it was even more difficult to heal Sir Gaston and numerous cavalrymen at the same time.
She knew full well that the moment she withdrew her divine power, the poison would damage her body even more, so for a long time she gave strength to everyone without even a moment’s rest.
The sound of gunfire coming from outside interrupted her concentration.
There were concerns.
Eris is not expert in military science or tactics.
However, from the news that came only briefly during my conversation with Pierre de Lafayette, it was clear that the situation was difficult.
There will be quite a few people who will die without her protection.
If the revolutionary army is defeated because she was not at the front and made a wrong decision.
Eris couldn’t even imagine how she would feel if that happened.
However, there is someone who asserted that life is taken seriously on the battlefield and asked people to pass on responsibility to themselves.
-yes. I will lead this battle to victory.
That’s what the person said.
-I believe it. Marquis. Not only me, but everyone in the revolutionary army will trust you, Marquis.
Eris answered like that.
That’s why I believed, prayed, and focused only on treatment.
Even though the poison was finally expelled from the bodies of Gaston and the cavalrymen, and the wounded continued to be brought in as the battle continued.
Eris stayed where she was until her entire body was covered in sweat and she was exhausted. We consciously did not ask any questions to those who brought the wounded soldiers.
After concentrating on treatment until the moment my eyes began to blur, with my body screaming that I wanted to lie down and rest immediately, I heard a familiar voice from behind me.
“Excuse me, Your Majesty. What happened to Gaston and his men?”
Eris responded as if she had been waiting.
“Be safe. “You will wake up after a few days of rest.”
Before Eris could say the question she had been suppressing, Pierre answered.
“We won, Your Majesty. It is a complete victory.”
Eris then turned her head.
He couldn’t hide his joy and relief when he saw Pierre wearing clothes full of blood stains that looked like they had been hastily wiped away.
I was able to smile comfortably and proudly.
“Thank you for your hard work, Marquis.”
Ah, thank goodness.
That wasn’t enough, so Eris added with a smile.
“…thank you.”
For repaying my trust and making me not suffer from guilt.
“I am truly grateful.”
After answering, Pierre paused for a moment and then added.
“…You can rest now, Your Majesty.”
There would still be people left to treat.
For some reason, the moment I heard those words, I couldn’t control my body anymore.
The leaning body was caught by strong arms.
“Then please…”
Eris’ consciousness immediately sank.
Strangely enough, not from anxiety, but from relief.
