I Became a Lord in t Chapter 133 : Chapter 133

Chapter : 133

There was no dialogue, nor any probing of each other.

Both cavalry units just exuded raw hostility straight at one another.

And the result.

-CRUNCH!

-CRACKLE!

-NEEEIGH!

-BANG-!

With a trendous crash, both cavalry units tangled together and rolled on the ground.

-ARGHHHH!

-The vanguard has collapsed! Regroup, regroup!

-These crazy elf bastards!

The first engagent between the cavalries was my victory. As expected of the renowned elf knights, they had knocked down all the vanguard of Count Bozen's cavalry in mounted combat.

"KYAAAAA! Die! Die!"

"For honor-! Death approaches ! Immortal glory wraps around !"

"Giddy up-! Giddy up!"

Excited by the victory of the first engagent, the elf knights began to run wild, shouting bizarre sounds.

They were busy chasing the scattering vanguard of Count Bozen's army and diligently sticking them with swords.

"......."

Of course, watching that gave

a headache.

As if confirming they were elves, they were running wild with excitent.

How should I calm them down?

If they went in too deep like that and got surrounded by the enemy, it was clear they would be defeated one by one.

Although the vanguard was broken, the enemy was still about twice our number.

From old tis, war was a formation fight where you die if scattered and live if united.

"Regroup! Do not chase further. Withdraw and regroup!"

Therefore, I shouted while grasping my war hamr. If necessary, I intended to smash the skull of one of the overly excited elf knights as an example.

But then....

"He says to stop chasing!"

"Hey, hey. Let's go back!"

As if asking when they were ever excited, the elf knights suddenly turned their horses and approached .

"...?"

Thanks to that, I made a bewildered expression. No, weren't they extrely excited? To think they could listen so well?

"?"

"Why do you look at us like that?"

"Uh.... That.... No. I was thinking it was very excellent. You guys are really."

"No need for such sudden praise between us. Your Excellency. It feels new. Kuh, khem."

Although the nuance was a bit subtle, praise is praise. The elf knights smiled bashfully and twisted their bodies. It was displeasing because the behavior was so far removed from their appearance covered in blood all over.

"It-it's the Margrave!"

"The bastard is standing at the front! Catch him!"

In the anti, Count Bozen's cavalry, having recovered from the shock received by the vanguard, discovered my flag and rushed in shouting. Seeing the elf knights gathered under the flag symbolizing

and chattering about sothing, they must have noticed imdiately.

Well, only a cow's eye wouldn't notice. Thinking so, I grasped my war hamr.

The engagent began again.

This ti, I intended to stand at the very front myself and harvest their skulls.

"Follow -! We will crush the bastards as is-!"

"For glorious death! Follow the great Excellency!"

"Let's smash the bastards' heads-!"

At my command, the elf knights supported my rear imdiately with a thunderous shout.

-RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE!

Just as the sound of hooves shook the earth and dust rose up.

-CRACKLE!

-ARGHHHH!

-CRUNCH!

Once again, with bloody sounds, the knights tangled and rolled on the ground.

This ti too, most of those who fell were Count Bozen's cavalry.

However, there was sothing slightly different.

"Do not slow down! Penetrate the bastards as is!"

It was that I was at the very front.

-CRUNCH!

-BANG!

-CRACK!

At the very tip of the cavalry unit, I was breaking through with unstoppable force holding the war hamr.

Sotis a skull.

Sotis on a shield.

And sotis an armored belly.

My war hamr did not distinguish between person and body part. I just swung it at whatever I saw, wherever my hand went.

Thanks to that, with every swing, death descended around .

"Ugh, ugh.... M-Monster!"

Then, even the triumphant cavalry of Count Bozen couldn't help but be terrified.

Every one that steps forward ets their end; what kind of dog's death is this!

"Bastard! Calling him a monster!"

"His Excellency is the sacred Guardian of Bellua! KYAA! Die! You dishonorable bastard!"

Moreover, the montum of the elf knights supporting my side was also formidable.

Everyone was a master of combat.

Thanks to that, the cavalry of Count Bozen encountering us began to avoid engagent and subtly turn their bodies to the side.

"You bastards! Fight back! Don't scatter!"

A knight who appeared to be a commander in the rear shouted hurriedly. Because if penetrated like this, it would be uncontrollable.

But even so, there was no way they would listen with their montum already collapsed.

Moreover.

"Hup!"

I was aiming for the enemy commander who was arrogantly shouting such cries.

I held the war hamr and swung it straight at that commander.

-CRUNCH!

Just one hit!

With that one hit, the commander who was trying to maintain the discipline of the formation sohow passed away.

"Ugh, aaaaaah...!!"

Seeing that, Count Bozen's cavalry looked even more appalled. The commander who died in one move just now was also a quite famous knight.

But just one hit!

It was truly unbelievable, monster-like skill.

That damned Margrave, that is.

"I will! I will step forward!"

-CRUNCH!

"Co at ! You monster-like Margrave! I am... of the Aruga family.... Ack!"

-BANG!

"A-Alone won't work! Let's push all together!"

"But isn't that d-dishonorable...?"

"You bastard! Where is honor on the battlefield! Honor is what only the living take!"

Knights beca very realistic only at tis like this. But it was certainly threatening.

"Die-!"

Count Bozen's knights, seizing three sides, rushed in triumphantly.

Even if two out of three fell, if just one succeeded in attacking, it was a success. However, the problem was that the opponent was not an ordinary human.

-SWISH!

"?!"

"Uh, uh...?"

Swinging that heavy war hamr as if handling a dagger.

-CLANG CLANG CLANG!

-CRACKLE!

He blew away all three bastards who rushed in at once.

-Kuh-huh-huk!

There was no defense or anything.

The heavy war hamr tore through the bodies of the three mounted knights, revealing its ferocious body.

"?!?!"

"!!!"

Thanks to that, everyone watching dropped their jaws wide open.

Ally or enemy, it didn't matter.

Because that unbelievable strength was that shocking.

"D-Demon has appeared!"

"Oh God! Protect us!"

Thanks to that, Count Bozen's knights cried out devil and sought God.

"It's a miracle! His Excellency has displayed a miracle!"

"Oh God! We praise you!"

The elf knights, filled with emotion, teared up, raised their swords, and praised God.

Of course, I...

'These rotten bastards? What are you doing in the middle of battle?'

Although I was dumbfounded by this absurd testimony situation.

I threw the tattered war hamr on the ground and pulled out the holy sword received from the Archbishop of Cologne.

-SCHWING!

With a very clear sound, the blade sparkled brightly receiving the sunlight passing noon.

Every ti I moved the sword, light flashed, creating an illusion as if it wrapped around my body.

"OHHH!"

"Behold! This is the proof of the miracle God bestowed upon His Excellency!"

"Justice is with us! Praise God! Eternal honor to His Excellency!"

Seeing that, the elf knights shouted with emotion, harping on about miracles again.

It was absurd, but what could I do? It was due to the achievents(?) I had built up. I cooled down the heat of battle and growled towards the rear.

"Do not stop! Follow !"

The speed of the cavalry still hadn't decreased. There were still countless enemies and we were still in the middle of the enemy camp, but my gaze was already sowhere else, not here.

Beyond this hot and blood-scented battlefield, on the hill.

Where Count Bozen's flag was fluttering precariously in the sudden gust of wind!

"I will break through as is and capture him! This war ends here!"

* * *

"Reporting! Lord. The vanguard collapsed in the first engagent!"

Initially, it was sowhat bad but okay. Still, wasn't his army nearly twice as large as the Margrave of Bellua's? Therefore, he thought if he pushed with quantity, they would collapse easily soon.

But....

"Lord! In the second charge, the vanguard collapsed once again!"

In the next engagent too.

"Th-The line is collapsing. Lord!"

And in the next engagent too.

The reports of the ssenger coming and going kept getting shorter.

"The Margrave is breaking through our cavalry!"

Now he was practically howling as if in despair.

It wasn't for no reason.

Even without the ssenger reporting, the direction of the battle was clearly visible from the command post on the hill.

The infantry had already completely collapsed and been annihilated by the Margrave of Bellua's infantry.

-ARGHHHH!

-Block him!

-We can't block him! It's a monster! Run away!

His heavy cavalry, prepared with ambition, was collapsing miserably just like the duel a mont ago.

Especially that monster standing at the very front during the second engagent!

Margrave of Bellua!

Every ti that damned bastard swung his war hamr, his knights were falling miserably.

They were knights with high reputations who claid to fly and crawl, but the result was only broken flags.

"N-Nonsense.... This must be a dream!"

The battle line collapsing because of one person.

Isn't this really too much?

In his life, Count Bozen was seeing such a spectacle for the first ti.

Knights filled with muscles up to their brains, who claid to know nothing but battle, were avoiding battle like dogs with their tails between their legs!

"Ha, haha...."

What was more absurd was that Count Bozen himself, watching it, understood the feelings of such knights.

Solid iron helts were smashed along with the skulls, shields were useless, and armor was torn miserably like paper instead of protecting the body.

Moreover, the last engagent he just saw.

The sight of three people, knights in armor at that, being torn apart bodily. This was truly not human.

"M-Monster!"

"A demon has appeared. We must run away-! Oh God, protect us from the demon."

"Arrogant bastard. How dare you call him a demon! This is a miracle. You non-believer!"

How could he not empathize with the words of his knights howling in the distance.

But he couldn't just stay like this.

"Uh, uh...?"

"Lord! The Margrave.... The Margrave seems to be coming to us!"

Because the situation on the battlefield beca urgent in an instant.

Drawing a sword emitting brilliant light, the Margrave pointed at him and was charging with the elf knights.

-RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE!

-For honor! KYAAAAA! Charge as is! Raise your spears!

A truly angry charge like demons covered his camp like a tsunami.

The cavalryn didn't even dare to block it, turning their horses and scattering in all directions to find their own way to live.

"Kuh, kuuuugh!"

Thanks to that, Count Bozen shed tears of frustration.

Just until the deploynt, he surely thought he would plant his flag on the Margrave of Bellua's castle!

Instead, to be crushed miserably like this!

"Oh God! How could...!"

Looking at the sky, Count Bozen howled. Instinctively, he realized that all his power was now over.

"L-Lord...."

And this was the sa for his subordinate vassals.

"Quickly, retreat!"

"Retreat? What about my honor if we retreat? And I an, can we block them after losing all our army!"

"What does honor matter."

"That is correct. We must survive first."

"There is still the army of subordinate feudal knights! Plus, we have money, so we can raise an army."

"That is correct. Lord! Let's go to the castle and prepare for a defensive battle! Even the Margrave of Bellua would dislike a long war of attrition. Surely if we stall for ti, he will agree to a peace treaty."

However, if there was a difference, it was only that the vassals wanted to survive.

If necessary, the vassals' eyes were flashing as if they intended to save their lives even by selling him out.

It was because the ambitious Count Bozen had gathered vassals similar to his own temperant.

"!!"

Thanks to that, Count Bozen was utterly dumbfounded.