Chapter 292 - Superior Morale

As more than half of the remaining enemies were dealing with the three Calidum Lutum who stormed them, what was left started charging towards the Gaster Kingdom Guards who are shielding the Spearmen and woman, respectively.

The enemy Army lost orientation even further when King Michael launched his first attack, a 7 Foot wide Fireball struck right in the middle of all those Archers. Moments later Isabel slashed through the same way King Michael shot with no fear against the enemy nor fear towards King Michael.

She knows for sure that someone as skilled as him wouldn't shoot blindly, he still remains the greatest of this Arsenal even though there are over a hundred people in the battle field who stand with Gaster Kingdom.

Getting back to the point, the enemy Army lost orientation since half of them faced an end already. Their strategy was taken in vain when they underestimated the power of Gaster Kingdom's Platoon of Guards. Odds are, they expected the Hatchetmen to kill half of the Platoon.

The Hatchetmen occupying 1/4 of the army were slaughtered a bit to quick. Woldemir figured that they are just tools to weaken the defences considering how vulnerable and unskilled they were, plus they aren't the biggest part of the Army.

If he guessed their strategy right, the Archers and Hatchetmen should have weakened Gaster Kingdom's Platoon before the big attack was unleashed. The big attack is differently referred as the formerly 100 standing men carrying Swords and maces.

Its odd to see Soldiers using Blunt Weapons, even the toughest armies here in Ignis don't include them enough. The odds are these are just soldiers who were forced to handle whatever weapon they were offered. Considering how many Soldiers died in Maleemia, it wouldn't be a big surprise if even the Capital at Meridionali Ignis is at a Iron shortage.

Getting back to the battle, the Guards clashed against what soldiers separated from their patch like spooked animals. The Spearmen behind the Platoon of Guards, took steps back so they don't get slashed.

It is a good move, because they are used to taking ranged shots. Close combat might not be the best idea for them and here they are practically useless because if they shoot, they can kill their own allies.

There are more enemy soldiers than Gaster Kingdom Guards. So a portion slipped their reach and aimed to attack the Spearmen behind. But the odds here are a bit different, there are over 30 Spearmen and only 10 enemies heading their way.

The Spearmen didn't want to run, regardless if they die here. They can be considered the most motivated in this battle, they kept Gaster Kingdom fed. Would they let what they worked for, be claimed by some power hungry maniac?

Hell no! With most Spearmen having 1 or 2 Spears remaining sheathed on their back, they can give a final fight here. Getting a firm grip against the metal on their hands, they thundered their spears through the air and none of them aimed to hit anywhere lower than the neck!

All 10 Soldiers fell on the ground like bunnies, a success without loss is the best way to describe it! The Spearmen charged once more when they saw one of the Guards of their own fall dead to the ground, they roared in battle.

Grabbing the Spears they bashed on the previous 10 Guards, they didn't try to do any ranged attack this time! With their spears pointed forwards, a couple of feet away from their torso. They've charged against the patch of Soldiers from both sides.

A lot were stabbed on the waste three or four times before the Guards sliced through them like butter and moved against the other. A perfect example of patriotic mad manery.

As for Kaleem, he was seen taking a long 10 meter leap before he kicked a face in, breaking it entirely and tumbling himself down against a bundle of Guards. He doesn't have a weapon, he used his spears a bit earlier and sure has done some damage.

Spotting several spears in the crowd of dead bodies, but only one closest to his reach. He dashed towards it and stabbed a Soldier who was changing him, just a split second before he could have been taken down by a left horizontal swing of sharp Iron.

He was about to attack two other men, who were already charging towards him. But Saleem took his spark as he tossed the two men he has been spinning! They landed against the two men and tossed them 10 meters far, there intestines spilling out all across the field so Kaleem just decided to look away.

Kaleem charged towards more Guards behind him, who were trying to kill the two raging Calidum Lutum men who have slaughtered a good portion of the Army. Stabbing a Soldier from the back, than moving to the other and afterwards to the third, he met with a drastic scene.

A Soldier was about to slip a blind spot against one of these two large men, although it might not kill this man who is armed to the teeth. He can't take his chances, tossing the spear he forced the enemy to fly a couple of meters but the enemy was no longer in piece. His head flew off and nailed to the ground.

As he tried to get another spear, he saw another man flying across the sky and tumble down several Soldiers. Taking a look at the left he saw Lia and Jim smiling from the distance, "Did they do what my father did?" Asked Kaleem to himself as he grabbed another Spear and took out some of those Guards who fell at that vulnerable position.

King Michael kept shooting Archers, from the comfort of the sky. Although powerful, he would find it too vulnerable to face more than 20 men at close combat. Unlike Isabel, he can't take over ten hits and still fight.

There is blood on her armour, the vein like Iron detailing on it looks rather torn as well. He didn't manage to spot that blood is already dripping from several spots on her body, but did she stop?

No, she broke one Arrow tail after the other so they don't prevent her swings and shredded against her enemies. Her smaller jawline portrayed rage as giving up didn't become an option, kill or be killed is her motive here.

There is a lot she can withstand, she is the second greatest person when it comes to the ways of the Sword here in Gaster Kingdom! She has an Elite level(4) in Swordsmanship, it is a level indeed hard to reach and when accompanied by a skin as tough as rock she is practically unstoppable!!

King Michael gave out his last Fireball against the Archers and saw Isabel victimize two of the remaining. It is fair to say that they were fleeing, so she had to chase them for a few short seconds.

They've turned their attention towards what Soldiers remained in the battlefield, and saw that Gaster Kingdom was a few swings away from glorious well deserved Victory! The Guards and Spearmen have slaughtered their way through their previous problem and joined the battle here where the Calidum Lutum and Kaleem were close to being overwhelmed.

Noticing that they've lost the battle in the worst way possible, the 15 remaining Soldiers found an opening behind them and were ready to flee the battle. Noticing this cowardly but at this point smart act, the men and women who fought for Gaster Kingdom shouted "Victory" across the field and had no intend of chasing these Cowards.

They won't be dumb enough to return, or at least not with the numbers they've remained with. Out of a Sudden, Isabel dropped in front of them, returning from the chase she went through seconds earlier.

Growling at them, with her Helmet already fought off in battle. Her Gold and Black hair was forced to hang loosely thanks to all that battle. For the enemy Soldiers, it appeared like a Beautiful reaper has come to claim their souls.

But for Isabel, these are just enemies who don't deserve any mercy. Slicing through these men who were already in panic and dismotivated for battle became rather easy. They are like chickens, vulnerable even though they can put up a little fight.

Two men remained alive, and she had no intend of sparing them! Raising her sword, she was ready to swing across their faces and put them out of their pathetic existence. But she heard a shout echoing, "Stop!" From the background!

She knows that voice, she has heard it countless times and every day even! She didn't even have to turn around nor exchange any sentences, they can't understand each other after all.

She dropped her sword and grabbed the two enemies by their necks, and they dropped their Swords long ago too! Lifting them off the ground, she turned around and saw Woldemir.

Noticing a 6.4ft tall ill.u.s.tratio following him, the bufest in this Kingdom to be more exact. She just walked a few feet and tossed these sc.u.m bags towards him, knowing what the point here was without even asking. Interrogation.

Approaching her closer and closer with Iron tipped arrows still on his leg, he stared at her face and spoke. "You're hurt, it's not just these wounds is it?"

Observing her way of battle so far, it is far beyond over done and at some point suicidal. No one fights the way she does even though their morale aren't majorly different.

Running his hands through her cheek, moving her hair away which were attached to the skin with the aid of Blood. He felt a couple of tears rolling down and touching his hand, washing the blood off he obtained when he tried to remove the Arrow heads.

It is clear that in some ways, she understood what he meant. She tried to reach for his face too, she isn't sure what she wants to do here but pulling back isn't an option.

"Let's treat your wounds." He softly said once he saw several swipes of Iron that has ripped through her Armour and cut through the skin a little bit as well.

Afterwards he grabbed her wrist, knowing that she might not have completely understood him. Little did he expect, this brutal fearless lady finally gathered the courage to remove his wrist grip and slip her hand down until they were holding hands instead.