Mynovel Chapter 176 : Chapter 176
Chapter 176 : Chapter 176
Chapter 176
- Piiiik! Piiiik! Piiiik!
The sound of the whistle signaling retreat rang out loudly.
‘They haven’t moved yet, but they will soon.’
In this situation, the move a player would make is set.
‘They’ll charge all the remaining troops.’
Commonly known as attack-ground.
‘Because if they think they’re screwed, they’ll try to flip the board or charge the remaining troops to prevent pursuit.’
They will move the Royal Guard to buy time, and the Tyrant will evacuate to a safe place to promise the future.
Running away in the face of the enemy. It’s a choice an Orc King would never make, but for a player, it’s a natural choice.
‘As long as the Tyrant is alive, the Legion can rise again anytime. So, to leave no potential sparks, he’ll pour out the entire Royal Guard.’
For the Tyrant, this side is just as important as buying time to escape.
No matter if it’s the Tyrant, if rumors spread that he ‘ran away in front of the enemy,’ his authority would undoubtedly shake.
- Piiiik! Piiiik! Piiiik!
Blowing the whistle with all my might, I let out a small sigh.
‘The problem is we have no way to stop that Royal Guard.’
The Royal Guard is qualitatively different from the Orcs we’ve fought so far.
Unlike other Legions, the Tyrant who holds command of the Royal Guard is alive and well.
‘Not that he would give other orders, though.’
Just not being swayed by hunger or instinct makes them dozens of times more dangerous than other Orcs.
It means they swing axes before fangs.
‘I don’t know for sure, but if an all-out war breaks out, we won’t last a day.’
As I explained calmly to the doll, Jeremy, who was next to me, intervened.
“Then aren’t we in big trouble?”
His face turned pale; it seemed he was quite shocked by the words that all-out war meant certain defeat.
“That’s why I said I had no intention of waging an all-out war. I only aimed for it because an opportunity arose.”
Not just one, but three Legion Commanders died.
Even if Orcs have been implementing a fertility policy since Genesis, they can’t just print out Legion Commander-level Orcs, so I just took the opportunity to kill the last Legion Commander.
‘Even with prior planning, I was lucky.’
In the end, it was a 1/4 probability.
If the last Legion Commander had appeared in the east or west instead of the south, things would have become much more complicated.
“So, Young Master, you do have a plan, right? Yes?”
Jeremy having excessive faith in my plan was one of the minor benefits of this operation.
“Hmm… I do have a plan, but…….”
“Phew… I believed in you. As expected, you have a plan for everything, Young Master!”
His voice sounded as if saying I wouldn’t even be human if I didn’t have a plan after making the situation like this.
“There is a very minor problem.”
“Yes? Well, minor problems can be solved appropriately while observing the situation, right?”
Hmm, good thinking.
Since I’m not the one being thrown later.
Experiencing a minor problem with his whole body might change his mind, but it’s not my problem, is it?
“More than that, what happens to the other units that retreated? I heard there aren’t many magic stones left even if we want to dig traps.”
“Since we have a fortress, we should focus on defense .”
If the Tyrant orders an advance with the intention of discarding troops, buying time with guerrilla warfare is impossible.
Because they’ll ignore any annoyance from the side and march straight to the fortress.
‘It would be possible to inflict some damage, but the enemy numbers are too great for it to be meaningful.’
Even if we can inflict damage on the way, the number of enemies is too large to deal significant damage.
However, diverting all forces to guerrilla warfare would likely mean they won’t pay attention to the guerrilla attacks themselves.
‘Because the Legion will consider the Tyrant’s orders as top priority. For the same reason, slowing them down would be difficult.’
Ultimately, the remaining choice is siege warfare.
“But… is there a chance of winning in a siege?”
Jeremy blabbered stupid words nonchalantly.
Can I really trust this wizard?
“Look at that, does it look like there’s a chance of winning?”
When I pointed with my chin to the Royal Guard packed as densely as sand on a beach, Jeremy shook his head.
“…No.”
Of course not.
Even Moner has no way to overturn this difference in military strength.
“I issued an evacuation order for the Central Hold, and the residents of Obsol, Merchen, and Lyt, the three domains, have also finished evacuating to Lier.”
“Even the three Count families in the rear? Then right now in the three Count families…….”
“Not even a single dog would be left.”
Lier, being a planned city made to protect residents in the worst situations, is safer than most frontline fortresses just by locking the gates.
“Wait. Young Master, then what on earth is the plan you mentioned earlier…….”
“Hmm.”
Just then, watching the Legion start moving south with thudding footsteps, I continued carefully.
“Think carefully. It’s impossible to win against a Legion where the command system remains.”
Even when Hlyundeyrr appeared, the Moner army was pushed to the defensive.
Although we barely won thanks to the Knights' wit and the Special Mission Unit's tremendous performance, it was hard to give a good evaluation.
Because the Orcs Hlyundeyrr led at the time were just a miscellaneous tribal alliance, not the elite soldiers of the Legion.
Jeremy, staring anxiously at the Royal Guard starting to move south, said.
“Because the Legion Commander can suppress the instinct and desire that can be called the Orc’s biggest weakness.”
“Right. The reason those guys move nonchalantly even though they’ve practically starved for weeks is because the Tyrant is alive.”
“Hmm…….”
“The fortunate thing is that we just need to take out the head. The other Legions also ran wild frantically and died after we killed their Legion Commanders, right?”
Jeremy, sensing anxiety, raised his body slightly as if ready to run away anytime and asked.
“Th-That is true, but isn’t the problem that we have no way to catch the Tyrant?”
Jeremy tried desperately to pull away, but Ian grabbing the back of his neck was faster.
“Why is there no way to catch him? It’s right here.”
“Yes? Yeees?”
“Don’t worry. Mr. Doll will protect you safely.”
“He isn’t an opponent that such words work on!”
Only after waiting for a long time while holding the struggling Jeremy did I see the Tyrant leaving the tent.
“He came out.”
“Please, please… God of Light, God of Earth, please bring divine punishment upon this devil in human skin so that I may see tomorrow’s sun…….”
Jeremy hurriedly struggled and recited an exorcism prayer, but Ian’s movement was faster than divine punishment.
Ian, nodding slightly towards the doll, threw Jeremy straight at the Tyrant.
‘Can’t help it. If we miss him once, it’s over.’
To protect Moner, it really couldn’t be helped.
“Uwaaaack!”
This is the story of how Jeremy came to fall right in front of the Tyrant’s eyes.
- Thud-thud-thud!
* * *
After throwing Jeremy, Ian immediately threw himself and approached the Tyrant, witnessing an astonishing sight.
—Clang!
The Sword Demon blocked the axe swung before Jeremy’s body even hit the ground with amazing speed.
‘Good! The Sword Demon isn’t being pushed back!’
It didn’t look easy for the Sword Demon either.
Unlike the battle with the Legion Commander where he showed ease by even wiggling his fingers, the Sword Demon holding the sword with both hands looked infinitely serious.
‘It’s okay. If we can create even a tiny opening together with Jeremy…….’
While busily making the next plan in his head, an Orc dangling from the Tyrant’s hand caught his eye.
‘That is… a Shaman?’
Seeing the tattoos glimpsed from the body covered with rags, it was definitely a Shaman.
‘Damn, that wasn’t in the plan.’
His brow furrowed automatically at the unexpected situation.
Victory couldn’t be guaranteed even with just the Tyrant, but with a Shaman there, the odds were against them.
Because a Shaman is a top-tier Buffer and Supporter.
Even the dazzling clash of sword and axe wasn’t visible.
Only the Shaman barely breathing while dangling from one hand was visible.
—Spark!
The Sword Demon, succeeding in slashing the Tyrant’s waist, jumped away to widen the distance.
‘Hmm?’
The attack was successful, but it wasn’t an effective hit.
If it had effect, a number would have appeared on the Sword Demon’s forehead.
‘More than that, it’s strange?’
Ian, forgetting even to breathe, began to analyze the Tyrant’s movements.
* * *
The Tyrant looked with interest at the doll standing far away.
‘Is that the artificial life form White Mask mentioned?’
Unbelievable, but it was certain that the wooden doll had an ego.
Despite looking like a toy, it possessed profound swordsmanship whose depth even he, standing at the apex of a species with an axe, couldn’t gauge.
‘Bizarre.’
What was more peculiar was its attack.
Parrying and counterattacks using the opponent’s strength.
Even when he intentionally showed an opening, it obsessed only over counterattacks.
‘Don’t tell me, it can’t use mana?’
Perhaps that is the limit of a golem with intelligence.
Although he doesn’t know the operating principle of a golem, putting a soul into a golem wouldn’t be easy.
‘Kukuku, I could sell this to Puppet for quite a high price. Since I felt bitter about only taking losses.’
Information about an artificial intelligent being seen with his own two eyes would sell for a high price to Puppet.
‘White Mask might release the information first, so I should move urgently at the next meeting.’
On his face wearing a fishy smile, not even a speck of urgency or sense of crisis was felt.
Although he chose to retreat in unavoidable circumstances, he was the ruler of a clan and a Tyrant standing at the apex with power.
‘Are the ones around… a wizard and a human? One of them must be the golem’s pilot…….’
Confirming there were no other presences around except the three, the Tyrant laughed fishily and opened his mouth.
“It seems you guys are the artificial life forms White Mask talked about.”
It was a calm voice, neither loud nor small, but the fighting spirit contained within it rang as if striking the surroundings.
“To target me with just three, kukuku. Did this Tyrant look so laughable to you?”
As he moved his fighting spirit to pressure the surroundings, the doll threw its body and rushed in.
- Tatatang!
Since he was holding the Shaman with one hand, the doll’s sword scratched his arm once more, but his skin only turned a little red.
The golem’s sword couldn’t even cut his skin.
“Kuhaha! Do you think you can beat this body with a golem that can’t even use mana! It doesn’t even itch!”
Ignoring the golem’s attack coming in again, the Tyrant raised his voice.
“Listen! As this body accepts White Mask’s advice and returns, I do not wish to see unnecessary blood! If you just give me this golem, I will spare you hiding ones too!”
Chuckling as he looked at the doll that just tapped his heart and passed by, he shouted once more.
“I don’t know what you were thinking blocking my way, but out of consideration for White Mask, I will forgive you, so hand over the golem and get lost!”
Perhaps the threat worked, as a man with a cold impression hiding in the darkness raised his body.
“Sorry, but that won’t do.”
Tsk, the Tyrant clicked his tongue and was about to move his axe to chop the guy up.
The man with the cold impression shouted.
“Jeremy, target the Shaman in that bastard’s hand first! Mr. Doll, save us!”