The Extra Strategist’s Royal Road Chapter 303
The battle has truly ignited.
Sophia screamed at the top of her lungs.
“Skellige infantry, hold your position! Hold it! You must absolutely hold that position! Messenger! Tell General Ash at the front to prepare their formation! The enemy’s main force will soon be approaching! Also inform Gunther’s unit!”
But she was a step too late.
Tetora, moving wildly, judged Ash and Gunther as a tactical wedge.
She decided to quickly destroy one of those wedges.
She attached 3,000 elite troops to her close aide Ramad to target Gunther.
Ash gritted his teeth at this sight.
‘Damn, is she planning to target Gunther first?’
Ash himself, following Sophia’s instructions, quickly left the battlefield to reorganize, but Gunther, whose unit was primarily infantry, could not do the same.
Gunther soon began to clash with Ramad’s unit.
A showdown between Ramad with an axe and Gunther with a hammer.
Both were over 2m tall, making it a battle of giants, but Gunther was clearly larger in size.
Ramad let out an exclamation.
“I never thought I would be looking up at someone. Just a moment ago, I was indebted to you.”
Cracking! Ramad bulged his arm that had been broken before, threatening.
Gunther scoffed.
“If you had just run away, you would have saved your life. You’re incredibly stupid.”
“That would be you. A fool who brings a hammer to war!”
Whoosh! The axe was swung horizontally.
Gunther raised his hammer vertically to block the attack, and their duel began.
Around them, soldiers engaged in a chaotic battle, cutting off their retreat.
It was a one-on-one fight that would only end when one of them died.
Their duel was even, but in terms of martial skill, Ramad was ahead.
The fact that the axe was a more nimble weapon was also effective.
“Die now! Hrah!”
Ramad captured the opportunity and brought down his axe. What he was targeting was Gunther’s right arm holding the hammer.
Crack! Gunther’s arm was severed from below the elbow.
And at that moment.
Swish! Even with his arm cut off, Gunther took one more step forward and targeted Ramad’s head with his left hand.
“Got you…!”
“Ugh!?”
With his clumsy left hand, Gunther grabbed Ramad’s face and crushed it with an unbelievable grip.
As his fingers dug into the temple and crushed the brain, Ramad instantly collapsed.
Gunther didn’t stop there and went on to smash his head.
“Sir R-Ramad!?”
“A m-monster…!”
The enemy soldiers turned pale and stood dumbfounded.
Gunther roared roughly, seeming to instill fear.
“Who wants to die next!”
“Aaaaah!”
The soldiers trembled in terror.
“Don’t be afraid! He’s lost an arm! If we rush him all at once, we can kill him!”
With the enemy officers’ shout, the soldiers regained their fighting spirit and were about to charge at Gunther when Ash arrived with support.
“Wooooh!”
Kwak kwak kwak! Arriving with wounds all over his body, Ash saw Gunther’s severed arm and made a bitter expression.
“Sir Gunther! Are you okay!?”
“Ash…! There was no need to come to my rescue! You should have carried out the tactical mission assigned to you!”
“Don’t say such hurtful things! So, are you planning to die here?”
“If that is the path to victory for Sophia and Ars!”
“Those two wouldn’t want you to die. And the assigned tactics are being well executed by Lysithea, so don’t worry and take care of yourself. If you take your arm to the priest in time…”
However, in this blood-soaked battlefield, the severed arm would not be properly rolling around.
Gunther’s arm was submerged in a pool of blood. Once contaminated like this, even the most skilled priest would not be able to restore it.
“Damn!”
To Ash, trembling with anger, Gunther says,
“Don’t I still have an arm left to share a drink? That’s enough.”
“What are you saying in this situation. Sir, please go to the rear immediately!”
“…Sorry, please take command.”
Gunther was supported by his subordinates and moved to the rear.
Ash commanded Gunther’s unit and was creating a path to the enemy commander.
* * *
Meanwhile, on the side route of the battlefield.
Ilya, who was fighting Guderian, was breaking out in cold sweat.
‘As expected of my master…!’
Despite having sparred countless times with Anton and having trained her skills by sparring with strong individuals like Mirabel in the outside world, she was barely holding on.
She was happy that her master was at the same level as the strongest like Anton and Mirabel, but she was also afraid.
“Hah!”
“Not bad, Ilya!”
Clang, clang! Spear and sword entangled wildly.
Since both were using dual weapons, their duel looked like a well-coordinated circus performance.
Nearby soldiers who unknowingly approached them would die from being grazed by their attacks.
Clang! Thud!
“Kuk!”
Ilya rolled on the ground after being kicked in the abdomen and swallowed a dry gulp while observing the surrounding situation.
‘This is bad.’
Not only was the number of troops insufficient, but the strength of elite forces was also pushed back.
If things continued like this, they would be pushed back, and Guderian would pierce the rear of the main unit.
In that case, Sophia would be in danger, and the command structure would be shaken. This was what Tetora Anistri was aiming for.
For this, they had prepared one more strategy.
Suddenly, a unit of 700 troops appeared.
A separate unit that was operating outside had forced a march and rushed into this battlefield.
Although it was only 700 troops, in this situation, it was enough to control the battle’s direction.
As that unit pierced and blocked the side, cutting off the retreat, Ilya felt a chill.
If her unit was annihilated here, not only would the enemy threaten the rear of the main unit, but they might also deal a fatal blow.
Killing the commanding general, Sophia.
‘That must be avoided!’
Judging this, Ilya burned with fighting spirit, determined to fight Guderian to a mutual destruction.
If she could take Guderian with her, the strength of this unit would weaken.
“Hooh.”
Guderian rounded his mouth.
“Now your expression has gotten a little better. Yes, that’s the face a warrior should make. Not the stupid face you’ve been making until now.”
“A stupid face… Sir?”
“That peace-stained expression. That’s why you can’t survive in war. Ilya, when did you forget that fact?”
Ilya nodded, agreeing there was nothing wrong with the statement.
“Then I will go. Please receive the last moments of your disciple.”
“…..”
Guderian stared at Ilya with a meaningful expression and then put away his weapon.
“Master…?”
“Let’s do that when there are no obstacles around.”
As soon as those words ended, with a huge roar, 500 reinforcements appeared from the side.
These reinforcements came from the direction of the main unit.
“Are they sent by Sophia?”
Ilya, who saw the reinforcements with a delighted expression, had no choice but to open her eyes wide.
It was because of the armed person leading those reinforcements.
“Uraah!”
An unidentified man swinging a long sword.
“What are you standing blankly for? Let’s get out of here quickly!”
“You are… Aggert?”
“Hehe, it’s funny how everyone recognizes me at once.”
“But how did you get here…”
“Thanks to Brother Gunther!”
Aggert, who had been moving alone on this battlefield, had first made contact with Gunther.
In the process, he had received support of 500 troops and was moving as a separate unit.
“I came because I felt this place was dangerous, and it seems I was right. Let’s get out of here first!”
“Yeah…!”
Ilya’s unit breaking through the retreat route and reorganizing their formation.
Guderian also tried to reorganize his formation and launch another offensive, but this brief moment decided the victory or defeat of the war.
By the time they created, the main unit was trying to grab Tetora’s neck.
* * *
Sophia had only one goal.
A quick resolution through the main unit’s fight.
Knowing that the enemy had concentrated their forces on the detour route, Sophia made that decision.
She planned to end it before the enemy’s detour troops arrived, or to operate troops in the same state even if the rear was stabbed.
‘It seems Ilya held out well.’
Encouraged by that fact, Sophia tightly gripped the reins of attack.
Her 3,000-strong unit also advanced towards the enemy’s commander’s flag.
Tetora’s complexion gradually paled under this pressure.
“Guderian! Isn’t Guderian here yet!”
At this point, Guderian’s unit needed to stab the enemy’s rear to launch a counterattack.
But there was no news from the detour route.
“Where is Ramad!”
“That is…! It is reported that General Ramad died fighting bravely against the enemy’s armed forces!”
“What…?”
As the premonition of defeat slowly rose, Tetora cursed Ars.
“Ars Elaine! Damn bastard!”
If the original strategy had worked, such an impromptu war would not have been necessary.
She was still looking at Ars instead of Sophia even at this point, so it might have been natural to take a blow from Sophia.
“Can’t be helped. Prepare for retreat! Tell Casper to command the rear!”
“Yes!”
Tetora completely abandoned the war as her own life became dangerous.
There was still a possibility of turning things around, but doing so might cause her to miss the timing to escape.
So she decided to entrust the rest to Casper and secure her own life first.
As long as she survived, she could take revenge anytime.
She quickly mounted her prepared horse.
Her close aide Pedro appears beside her.
“Your Majesty, I will accompany you.”
“Oh, Pedro! You came at the right time!”
“Please follow me.”
A trusted military officer who is Casper Millias’s close friend and also her own close aide.
Tetora trusted Pedro like steel and followed behind him.
But she was inherently suspicious. Even more so in this critical situation.
When Pedro began moving towards the mountainous area instead of the rear plains, she became suspicious.
“Pedro, why are we escaping this way?”
“The rear route is being watched by the enemy’s cavalry. So we’ll cross this mountain and go down to the plains below the gorge. Once we reach there, the enemy won’t be able to chase us.”
Tetora nodded, thinking of the cavalry of Ash and Lysithea, finding his reasoning admirable.
But the more she moved, the more she felt a vague unease.
A sensation like walking to the guillotine herself.
She decided to trust that instinct.
“…No!”
Tetora suddenly breaks away, moving alone.
“Your Majesty Tetora!?”
“Where are you going!”
Her subordinates screamed at her sudden action.
Pedro, on the other hand, smiled thinking it was good and let Tetora escape while gathering her adjutants to descend the mountain.
Tetora, who had broken away alone, was already in checkmate.
“Ah…!”
“Hello?”
Gaspar’s sinister laugh.
They had met like this during the Balas War before, so they remembered each other’s faces.
“Last time I missed you because of Guderian, but not this time.”
“Ugh! Guderian! Pedro! Casper! Someone please…!”
“No one’s coming. You abandoned the battlefield first, so no one will come to help you.”
“Don’t, don’t come!”
“Don’t worry. I’m not planning to kill you right now.”
Understanding that he wouldn’t kill her cleanly, Tetora tried to commit suicide, but Gaspar quickly approached, snatched the dagger she was holding, and struck her to make her faint.
Gaspar, carrying the limp Tetora, speaks to his subordinate.
“Tell the main unit that we’ve captured the enemy’s supreme commander.”
“Yes!”
The war was already tilting.
Although Casper and Guderian effectively commanded the retreat and minimized unit damage, the impact was enormous.
The western army abandoned the entire front and retreated.
Sophia’s Liande army completely pacified the surrounding areas and achieved a total victory.
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