Chapter 290 - Raging Strategies!

Stefan rushed out of the house and saw tens of Guards rushing towards the right wing or best described as the right walls. This piece of land carry no value, considering that the 230 Hectare new farm is in front of the Kingdom. It's just a flat land with the forest above its head.

It became easy to spot the approaching soldiers, on the walls a Guard shouted with a guess. "Enemies are 300 Meters away!" And his word was carried on all the way here for the rest of the Guards to hear.

This most definitely proves war, because they didn't send a messenger demanding any requests but charged right away. They are running with all their might towards the Kingdom, and furthermore King Michael wasn't informed of any Soldiers stopping by the Kingdom. They can't be any friendly Platoons and green skins are spreading all over the field.

Stefan ran back in and shouted. "We are being invaded, grab Misses Wood and lets go to the Castle!"

It is not a good idea to stay here, because what if the fight extends here inside the Kingdom? The ill.u.s.tratian Alliance is known to attack, slaughter and even **** enemy Civilians in mid battle. They have no limits, Stefan was aware of that.

He grabbed Misses Wood on her other arm and lifting her a bit above the ground they were heading straight in the main road to reach the Castle. Stefan figured that King Michael might already have been alarmed, the Guards would be stupid not too. Because like it or not, he makes up for half of the Arsenal considering his Grand Mastery in Fire Controlling.

Most of the 50 Guards have already made their way out of the gate at the right wing and are awaiting to face this opposing Army possibly counting over 200, maybe even 300? It was hard for the n.a.k.e.d eye to determine unless someone has a superior gift brain-wise or just did a lucky guess.

Their move here was to wait if the Army is going to stop, taking a few seconds and seeing that it isn't the case due to the roaring enemy Soldiers with their swords up on the sky and with Arrows shinning high with the aid of the sun's reflection.

"Arrows. It had to be arrows." Woldemir thought once he remembered how many Guards were lost at the Battle of Pameres Kingdom thanks to arrows.

However what he thought, didn't match with what he is about to do. From the top of his lungs, he shouted. "Attack!" And raised goosebumps of the Guards who had such a pleasure of hearing his voice roar like a raging Cave Bear.

To make this battle a bit confusing, the enemies have build up a different strategy instead of all just charging at once and some Archers making it rain arrows across the battlefield, arrows were raining not to be confused but since the Platoon of Gaster Kingdom charged, no Guard was taken victim of this first wave.

But what made it confusing? Nearly half of the enemies stopped on their spot and a group of 30-40 maybe even 50 Soldiers separated from the rest of the army and charged towards Gaster Kingdom's Platoon.

This approach is confusing indeed, but it wasn't the only reason to cause such a puzzle. They weren't wearing armour and they seem to be carrying Hatchets! It wasn't easy to get in to specifics from afar, but once Woldemir the Grand Master took a victim under his feet. He noticed that these Hatchets aren't qualified for battle. They are too small, possibly used by Lumberjacks.

But these enemies aren't the only ones who can be categorized as strategic. With decades of training to his aid, his leg muscles along with the rest of him carry admirable muscle. He managed to outrun his Platoon by a distance of 30 meters and charged at the patch of enemies single handedly.

Before he was about 10 meters close from reaching them, he used his 2 meter long sword which is gifted with an enchantment, the Rumbler! He struck the ground with his handle made from Volcanic rock and the ground shook beneath his feet with a violent wave, as if a concentrated Earthquake struck the ground. As if large Wild Boars bashed against their knees.

Nearly half of these enemies carrying Axes/Hatchets, fell to the ground indiscriminately. The other half who didn't immediately fall, were just out of reach but no need to worry. The sudden change of battle disoriented them and they tripped over one another, some panicked and immediately assumed that Woldemir is a demon considering what he unleashed and the colour on his skin.

The moment he caught them down on the ground, he was swift enough to make one of the Soldiers permanently stay there by forcefully nailing him to the ground with a Dagger he was carrying on his waste as an emergency Dagger, that's where he noticed the Hatchet staggered from the enemy's hand.

Two other Soldiers although in shock, were quick enough to stand up but Woldemir is quicker. His 2 meter long Sword became an advantage, and the thin Iron representing the sharp side slit through the air before it slit through their exposed necks.

And a couple more that were still on the ground, were beheaded as he struck his sword down horizontally first at the right and after on the left. He hasn't been in the battle for more than 10 seconds yet 5 Victims have been claimed under his name. This is a good definition of what a Grand Master is capable off.

More and more Soldiers stood up from the ground, but were taken at a disadvantage as the Platoon of Gaster Kingdom charged against them. 10-15 men were slaughtered while they were trying to stand up, and the real battle clashed when there were 20-30 enemies already on their feet.

Now it is a very bad idea to cause another Earthquake since his own Guards would fall victim by the Soldiers who might be able to get up faster. That of course can be dependent on luck, because these 50 Guards have been trained by Woldemir for months and have developed a physical advantage or against these men with Hatchets, a physical superiority.

However, Gaster Kingdom's platoon couldn't escape victimless. Several Guards are already injured by the Soldiers who managed to fight back regardless of the circ.u.mstances and 4 Guards are knocked out, down to the ground. If they are alive or just knocked out by a sudden strike of pain, it is not certain.

In a matter of a minute, this batch of enemy Soldiers just kept dropping in numbers. What was 30-40 became 10 and half of these remaining were taken victim by Woldemir, the thought of already losing more of this Platoon has forced him to act a bit recklessly. Emotions have overcome his moves a bit here and there.

Enough that, when he was in the process of taking down the fifth victim of the remaining batch enemies, he was almost struck on the head with a Hatchet from a blind spot he could have taken under consideration if he didn't Roar in rage.

A hit to the head would be fatal, even though he has an Iron helmet on. The main reason behind it, is that a Human's head is fragile and if not death it can lead to brain damage bringing memory loss, craziness, or disability as a companion. And those are just the easiest parts.

To his luck, Arem the favoured Guard was there to withstand the blow. Raising his sword against the hatchet, he was able to over power the opponent. Staggering the Hatchet off of his hand once metal against metal struck, and broke the opponents wrist too!

The enemy fell down in pain before another Guard nailed him to the ground, and the rest charged to finish off the remaining 5 in the same process. This first wave of battle was hard to handle in some aspects, but most of them are alive.

Now with 7 on the ground, either too injured, dead or knocked out cold. And with 10 injured by a hatchet, they stood strong against enemies who are standing their ground 100 meters away. But right now they are out numbered and King Michael is no where to be seen.

To make this battle a lot more difficult, another wave of Arrows flew across the sky. Being quick to notice them, Woldemir shouted loudly. "Shields up, arrows incoming."

Almost in perfect synchronisation, the Platoon raised their shields up and awaited the arrows with confidence. They remember Woldemir telling them, "Getting an arrow to the leg is nothing and highly survivable, just protect your head."

Those Guards who were a bit slower however, faced no consequences. They were slow because they were injured, bleeding actually. Woldemir doesn't have a shield considering that his sword is two handed.

So he hid behind a shield provided by Arem, but it wasn't enough. An arrow struck on his left leg, almost at the genital area and another arrow struck him on the same leg except a bit lower.

As he glared down to break the arrows, refusing to let out any howl of pain. He saw three pairs of feet landing on the ground, glaring a bit more up he noticed that it is Isabel. He is used to her unique figure thanks to all these months of training her. Two Calidum Lutum stood by her side, one which qualifies as Level 2 and the other qualifies with Level 3 in Swordsmanship.

But what does this exactly mean? Well these 3 Calidum Lutum Guards arrived in the battle late, and they've literally jumped over their own Platoon to rage in to battle. But that wasn't all.

Taking a look at the right, Woldemir was able to see a piece of metal flash across the field as fast as an Arrow. Seconds after he saw Saleem running, with the ground shaking beneath his feet and more spears armed on his back.