Chapter 488 – Conquest of the Kingdom of Sharoud #6
There are almost no mountains in the Shar-Oud kingdom. It sounds like most of it is flat. It’s the worst terrain for hiding an army, but we know the enemy’s destination.
It is the castle right in front of you.
Currently, we are waiting at the back of the castle. Unless the Jayant aristocrats are conducting detour reconnaissance, Yuri’s existence cannot be noticed.
You will get hit without knowing anything.
And soon Vivian’s army will come too. Whatever it is, if you want to fight directly, you have to do it when you have a lot of troops. Let’s start a full-scale war when the queen’s army arrives.
Now all we have to do is wait for that time to come and cut down the enemy forces.
Of course, you have to wait for the enemy to come.
ㅡ Booung!
Pixie, who had been scouting far, returned.
“How?”
“I can’t see it yet! It’s clear that it’s not at least two days away from the march!”
“Hmm, yeah? Well then, I guess I’ll have to take a break until then.”
Come so fast that the enemies are out of sight. In fact, wouldn’t war originally be a series of waiting and waiting?
After ordering a break right away, I played casually with my girls, and I’ve been spending a few days like that.
“He appeared! He’ll be back here soon!”
“Great.”
The enemy has appeared.
Quite fast, but also slow.
“What size?”
“I’ve identified about 3,000! Didn’t I tell you to scout secretly? It’s hard to go deeper!”
“Three thousand.”
Still, I think it’s too small for nobles to unite and gather an army.
“What about the flag?”
“Yeah! One!”
“One?”
Did one aristocrat gather an army of 3,000?
So that’s a good level.
“Draw a sentence here.”
Immediately, he handed Serinyu the appropriate waste paper and pen. Serinyu was very excited and drew the sentence he saw.
A very detailed and detailed picture.
“Hey. Serinyu is good at drawing. You can paint, hehe.”
“I’m good at drawing too!”
When he praised his talent, Serinyu was delighted with his antennae. You should catch me sometime and buy me some art tools.
Anyway, I took out a book containing the aristocratic crests of the Shar-Oud Kingdom and compared them. I have heard and know the rough relationship and composition of the nobility. They are quite strong at the level of 3,000.
Let’s see… Oh, this is it.
“Baron Paelson.”
He is a baron who can be said to be the closest aide to the Marquis Jayant. To the extent that Jayant’s son and Paelson’s daughter got married. Perhaps he had listened to Jayant from time immemorial and was preparing to raise an army.
And it was the first to arrive at the rendezvous point. Whether it’s to prove loyalty, or to be loved even more by the future king.
He’d be a very good ally to Marquis Jayant, but in my eyes he’s just an unlucky victim.
“I’m going to have to shake it off. Guys! A troop of enemy nobles has arrived! I personally want to harass them a little bit, but who wants to come and play!”
All I want is a light shake. It would be fun to rob the mercenaries’ pockets in the process. In addition, it can also target morale reduction. You can also find out your fighting ability.
“If that’s the case, please leave it to us, Maou-nim.”
“Yes. Yes, yes. When it comes to power reconnaissance, aren’t Dark Elves perfect?”
Necri and Queen Rexabella, who were looking for a chance to fight, stepped forward and spoke. Certainly Dark Elves have the best mobility among infantry.
“Okay! Then, when they camp, I’ll send out a raiding party at night to tease them! Make sure to rob the enemy’s pockets!”
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A mercenary unit in charge of the right wing of the baron’s army.
Their atmosphere was quite free-spirited, befitting a mercenary unit. Rather than a stiff atmosphere, it feels like you are laughing and talking and relaxing.
Looking at this figure of a strict commander, you might think that discipline is completely missing, but in fact, they are all war experts with deep bones in this field.
Although free-looking, they were doing all they had to do. According to the command of the mercenary commander, the guards are organized, vigilant, and resting in turns.
It’s just that it looks lax because it despises unnecessary ostentation. There is no way that beings who make money by visiting battlefields will never be vigilant.
Even in a situation where it was judged that there would be no raids like now, there was something to be done. In that respect, it is no different from the regular army.
“Keuhehe. This is true. If we end this war, we will be able to secure our share.”
“When I go back to my hometown, I think I can open a shop.”
The mercenaries felt very good.
This is because their ransom price has risen significantly as the king and nobles clashed. If you are caressing your pockets that have become thick with advance payments, you are not envious of a colleague who has a wife with big breasts.
Since he is in such a good mood, he quickly chats with other mercenaries he has just met and enjoys a comfortable joke in a relaxed atmosphere.
“Hehe, but isn’t this treason? They’ll all be executed later.”
“If you lose, it’s treason, if you lose. If you lose in the first place, it’s all worthless. It’s fucking pointless to argue with treason or anything.”
“Besides, the queen has no power. Naturally, the crown will pass to Marquis Jayant.”
Even the mercenaries knew the atmosphere of the kingdom. In the first place, mercenaries are sensitive to rumors. It is a fact that all mercenaries know that the position of the queen left alone after the death of the former king is unstable in many ways.
Marquis Jayant will win, and all you have to do is pick up the beans and eat them.
The idea of a war to win.
That made the mercenaries even happier.
“The throne needs to be strong to protect it. What can a woman do?”
“What kind of a queen is the woman who used to suck her husband’s cock? Now she’s going to suck the cock of Marquis Jayant the Queen?”
When her talk about her queen comes up, obscenities flow naturally.
“How does she feel when a queen sucks a dick. She likes it better than a whore sucks it?”
“Hey. Think logically. She sleeps all the time, but is she like a sucker bitch and a sex queen? She’s better than a whore?”
“Huh? Is that so?”
“But I’d rather have the queen suck it than a prostitute.”
“Sounds obvious.”
A natural topic for mercenaries.
“Ah, but our queen, what does that look like? Rumors abound. I don’t know the truth.”
“I’ve seen that before.”
When a mercenary speaks, attention is immediately drawn.
“Five?!”
“Hey, tell me!”
“Hurry!”
The mercenary enjoyed the gaze and explained what he had seen in the past.
“I don’t know what you’re expecting… She’s fucking sexy. Her tits are so fucking big. Her waist’s all out. Her ass is full.”
“What!”
“But don’t you know what’s surprising? Her body is great, but her face is also like a piece of sculpture, our queen… No. She was a queen then. Anyway, after seeing that, I was a queen for a while, and only fucking upper daughters.”
“Fuck!”
After hearing the description of the queen’s appearance, the mercenaries start to get excited. There’s no mercenary who doesn’t like a story that sparks the imagination.
“I really want to fuck you, bitch.”
Hehe, isn’t it a woman who lost her husband and is living alone? How can she go into the castle this time and stab her? If she satisfies herself by fucking and eating, am I not the king?”
“Hey. Even so, I don’t think the queen would like being stabbed by a mercenary.”
“I think they’ll be very welcome. After my husband died, wouldn’t he have been doing it with his hands every day? In that situation, if someone like me would come and stab him, he’d die just fine.”
Dirty talk ensues.
“Don’t be a jerk. Does the queen do it with her hands every day? She’s going to get all the big dicks in the kingdom and have her fucking hole poked every night. Her husband is also dead, so fuck her up. I’ll give it to you.”
The old mercenary also joins the story.
“That’s right! Haha!”
“Okay! If I were a king, I’d only collect wet bitches and poke them every night!”
“Same goes for the Queen! Haha!”
The mercenaries laughed out loud when they saw the old old man saying something as vulgar as they did.
“This is my queen’s pussy, it’s so tattered that I can’t even feel it when I put our dick in-“
ㅡ Push.
A sharp sound piercing the darkness.
“-Uh?”
The mercenary who was talking about the queen’s cunt interrupted him and grabbed his own neck, making a strange sound.
“Hey, why?”
“Why is that bastard like that?”
“Looks like he’s trying to joke about something.”
The mercenaries did not feel strange.
ㅡ Poof.
ㅡ Fluffy.
Until blood gushed out of his throat and his body slumped like a rotting old tree.
“Sir, fuck! Hey! That bastard…!”
“It’s a red raid! It’s a red raid!”
Seeing this, the mercenaries started responding with loud shouts. The relaxed atmosphere quickly transforms into a combative one.
And what they saw.
“What, what’s crawling?!”
It was the appearance of strange intruders clinging to the floor and crawling, wearing black cloaks. It is a covert intrusion that even the mercenaries with thick bones in this field do not notice.
ㅡBeat!
The approaching intruder jumped up and drew his sword. Dark-skinned warriors who are hard to see.
“Sound the trumpet!
The assailants, as if emerging from the shadows, were very swift. All actions were initiated by getting up from the seat and pulling out the sword.
ㅡFluffy!
The assailants easily jumped over the fence and swung their swords. The number of swords increased in an instant. One. Two. Ten. Dozens. Because the warriors spewed out of the shadows danced their swords.
“Huh?!”
“100 million…!”
The throats of mercenaries armed with armor are severed with great precision. The mercenaries who had been joking until just now were slaughtered in an instant.
“Kill quickly.”
“Long live my dear Demon King.”
“Kill, steal money.”
“Please drag the body to the back.”
Women’s voices echo through the falling hair. Of course, the mercenaries did not hear that voice. In the first place, he did not even know that the intruders were Dark Elves.
“Aaaaagh!”
“Aaaaagh!”
“Come quickly!”
The mercenaries, who were relatively behind, formed a rank while screaming.
ㅡPuuuuu!
Then the trumpet sounds.
Don’t turn your back and run away. If it does, it’s a massacre. The mercenaries who understood this naturally stood shoulder to shoulder with their shields in front, and waited for reinforcements to come after hearing the sound of the trumpets.
“Me, those bastards…!”
But the assailants held the fallen bodies by their ankles and dragged them into the darkness, as if they had no interest in them.
“They! They’re taking the body!”
“What!”
“Those fuckers!”
Why?
Doubts amplify.
The corpses of my comrades are being dragged into the darkness. As a group too. The fear that the situation conveyed filled the hearts of the mercenaries.
And.
ㅡPuuuuu!
The sound of the raid trumpet is also heard elsewhere.
