Chapter 93

Chapter 93

It wasnt long after a distant shout had echoed.

A sneak attack in the rear tunnel by the enemy forces! About 20 enemy knights!

The soldiers urgent report followed.

Upon hearing the report, Logan broke into a smile.

Twenty, you say Good.

What?

The soldier who had reported the attack looked at Logan with a confused expression. Logan then turned his eyes to the battlefield and bellowed loudly.

All troops!!

As the eyes of the Maclaine soldiers focused on him, he commanded:

Charge!

Drawing his sword, Logan pointed toward the enemys fortress.

What?

The soldier who had reported the rear attack looked alternately at Logan and the rear, with a bewildered expression.

Uwaaaaah!

After more than half a day of tedious standoff, the Maclaine knights charged forward at that instant.

Following closely were the crossbow cavalry and infantry, and even Logan, who had given the command, joined in the charge.

Thud, thud, thud, thud.

The base camp left behind hurled itself entirely towards the front.

What the Ah, never mind.

The soldier who had reported the ambush beheld the front and rear interchangeably before he, too, began sprinting toward the front.

Naturally, chaos ensued among the enemy forces as the significantly larger Maclaine forces began their charge.

Block them! Block them!

The sight of the enemy commander shouting from atop the ramparts looked pitiful compared to the panic of the enemy soldiers.

Despite the enemys frenzy of longbows unleashing arrows, they could not stop the charging Maclaine knights.

Ratatatatang.

A mere force of around 500 could not unseat even a single Maclaine knight with their haphazard volleys of arrows against over a hundred knights.

Watching the scene, Logan breathed a sigh of relief.

Half of their knights have pulled to the rear. This should be enough. Heinkel will handle them well.

Undoubtedly, he could at the very least tie down their forces here if not eliminate them entirely.

That was all that was needed for Logans stratagem.

We will dig tunnels to collapse the walls. To simply break the support beams from below with earth magic is not that demanding of a spell.

Although Clayton had proposed using earth magic and golem combinations to dig tunnels, which was a charming strategy, it seemed a bit rushed for the punctual end needed before Biprost reinforcements could arrive.

Even calculating optimistically, it seemed they might only collapse the walls right before the enemy reinforcements.

Therefore, Logan decided to use the tactic of revealing his hand in order to lure the enemy forces.

While making a mere show of shooting crossbows to divert attention.

What would you have done if the ploy failed to attract them?

Looking to the side, Logan saw a middle-aged magician exuding the aura of a valiant warrior, wearing armor suited for a soldier instead of his usual robe. He made a better magician in this attireClayton.

There was no way it wouldnt. They were too anxious facing vastly inferior numbers and trembling walls. Only a fool would remain idle in such a circumstance.

The vibrations of the wall were nothing but a bluff, a result of Claytons magic.

It was bait to lure the enemy, and the bait had succeeded splendidly.

Now we just have to seize the stronghold.

Logans fiery red eyes watched the Maclaine knights who had just reached the fortress walls.

Thump.

The first knights to arrive dealt a blow to the gates.

However, a forbidding grid of metal bars emerged from behind the slightly shattered gate debris.

The knights immediately turned back, seeing the barrier of iron bars designed to block the gate.

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It was only a test thrust from the knights to begin with.

They quickly retreated and looked to Logan for direction.

There. There. There.

Sensing points beyond the ramparts, Logan pointed out three spots to the knights who had just arrived at the wall, showing three fingers.

It indicated the locations of the higher-ranking knights.

Just as promised, his men avoided those places and began vaulting up onto the wall.

Thirty or more knights are returning to the north wall!

Fifty to the south wall!

Around the spot where she stood, a clearing quickly formed, and Maclaine knights began to fill in.

Well done!

Passing beside her with a brief exclamation was the intermediate knight, Lecton.

He had always looked down on her in the knight order.

You have grit, but real combat is different. A woman, huh Since youre the young masters fiance, we should protect you, right?

After today, she likely wouldnt hear such words again.

That single thought helped Eileen recover from her brink-of-panic state.

Huphh

Releasing a deep breath, she quickly regained the fierce light in her eyes.

I can do this.

The moment her emerald eyes glowed with resolve, her sword moves became fiercer and wilder than in training, sweeping through all the enemies around her.

Oomph.

Witnessing the faint orange energy streaming from his own sword, Ronian smirked.

A power barely attained just before the battle.

Since you are the masters sibling, I gave it a try. Though not quite like the masters craft, my skill, coupled with the pure mithril material, should offer you better function than what most low-grade artifacts can provide.

It was time for his cherished sword, Mane (Morning), named to mimic his brothers sword Lux (Dawn), to showcase its value.

Im one step ahead now.

He had originally thought of Victor as nothing more than a good friend to spar with, but the pressure from him had now become easier to shed.

This feeling of his past efforts shining gave Ronian a heart full of confidence.

Thats why he was able to charge unhesitatingly toward the ramparts.

Wait, young master

Leaping ahead of other knights, despite his somewhat smaller frame, Ronians belligerence as he dodged two descending swords and landed on the ramparts was palpable.

And then.

Wave Cutter.

Whoosh.

Four layers of orange waves born from his sword blew away the two knights that had barred his path as if they were nothing.

Come at me!

Though still slightly smaller than an average adult, Ronians presence in this moment was more than enough to draw the attention of all around.

That kid!

He had overdone it.

It might be commendable that hed improved so much within such a short time, but putting on such a display was excessive.

Yet, due to him, the opportunity they had been waiting for arrived sooner than expected.

Two advanced knights moved toward Ronian, and another rushed towards Eileen and her joined allies.

The positions were at both ends of the ramparts.

Thanks to this, no advanced knights guarded the center at the moment.

The moment Logan confirmed this, he sprang into action, and his father too began rushing towards the wall.

Faster. Even faster!

He maximized the power of the Boots of the Wind God and Shadow Ghosts might as he closed the distance in a single stride, ascending to the ramparts with only two leaps.

Knights below the intermediate level couldnt defend against such movement.

Whoosh.

Settling on the wall like the wind, Logan blew away the necks of two enemy knights in an instant.

Logan was tense.

The plan had been successful, but that decoy was his younger brother.

As his presence flared in an attempt to attract the enemys gaze.

I am Padraig Maclaine!

Closer than Logan expected, his fathers voice burst forth, gathering the focus of all on top of the ramparts.

Padraigs cry was more than enough to draw all eyes, changing course of the advanced knights who were targeting Eileen and Ronian, converging towards the center instead.

Two of them were taken aback by the two-meter-long Forceblade soaring over Padraigs sword, quickly retreating with pale faces in the face of the one-sided onslaught that followed.

Another advanced knight rushing from the opposite side didnt fare much better.

Ooomph.

Earth Splitter!

A grand golden blade sprung from Logans sword, slicing through the incoming foe and nearby troops entirely.

Sssshhh.

A vertical swing would likely have even split the ramparts. A single strike devastating enough to fill the nearby 20 meters with nothing but collapsing corpses.

And at that moment, the morale of Tomodo Fortress plummeted completely.