A Famous Traitor and Treacherous Genius

349 – Golden Sun, Silver Moon (4)

The Empire knows Gibraltar’s fighting style.

In particular, I have a clear understanding of Gray Gibraltar’s method of operating troops.

Territorial battle with the Marquis of Barcel.

With that alone, the empire had already been aware of Gray Gibraltar’s tactics for several years.

The emperor must have explained the tactics and how to respond to the imperial officers.

Although it will not be called ‘Gray’ directly, it would have trained officers in the same way as ‘plan to prepare a Nostrum-style combat tactics manual through the Barcelona territory war’.

In other words, the Imperial soldiers in front of us now are the knights of Nostrum, especially those who clearly know how to deal with Gibraltar.

“Start shooting—!!”

To-doo-doo-doo.

Magic bullets pour down.

Magic missiles made of magic and bullets made of lead pass through the steel wire and fly straight towards us with an explosion.

“Sir Robert.”

I ran forward and raised my sword diagonally.

“How to respond to imperial muskets?”

“Magic bullets are with the body! Live bullets are with the sword!”

“300 points.”

With Sir Robert’s roar, I moved my sword towards the magic bullet flying at me from the front.

Ta-a-ang!

Lead bullets ricochet toward the sky.

Attach the sword at an angle exactly to the trajectory of the bullet flying in a spiral and bounce it into the sky.

If I were alone, I would have bounced to the ground, but there are other knights behind me, so above is the correct answer.

Touuuk.

My shoulders are heavy.

I feel the weight as if a boulder was flying and hitting my body.

Not a lead bullet, but a bullet made of magical power.

The imperial musketeers had fun mixing the muskets’ bullets appropriately to confuse the soldiers.

If you think it’s a magic bullet and try to block it with your body, the live bullet will damage your armor or pierce your body.

If you think it’s a live bullet and just block it, the mana of the magic bullet explodes and the blow is transmitted to the body.

If so.

“Recognize it, distinguish it, and bounce it off.”

The correct answer is to ask each Gibraltar knight to take care of it.

Ta-a-ang!

Just do what I’m doing now.

No matter how many gunners there are in the enemy’s position, there are at most 6 to 7 musket bullets flying toward each knight.

Kaga River!

Even though the running speed may be slow, if you accurately hit the bullet with your sword, you can move forward without getting hit.

“Mi, crazy!”

I can hear it.

“Well, I’m only picking out live ammunition and shooting them down!”

“Shoot!!”

Some of the Imperial soldiers are shouting at the officer, and the officer’s evil-filled orders do not change even though we are so close.

It’s natural.

The Empire’s tactical manual does not describe how to deal with enemies who run by swinging the sword to ricochet live bullets, catching magic bullets with the body, and suppressing them with the mana inside the body.

“Crazy…”

From a layperson’s perspective, yes.

“Is it a monster…?”

A monster that surpasses human common sense.

“It’s a monster.”

Throw the sword forward.

The soldier in the lead who was trying to load his musket was hit right between the eyes by the sword, and his head fell back, and I ran straight towards that musketeer.

Phu-uuk.

Step on the shoulder, draw the sword and jump upward.

At the same time, the knights who encountered the first line of the imperial army next to me attacked the musketeers with the same inertia they had been running towards.

Sir Carlos thrust his shoulder at the musketeer, and Sir Mente ducked under the muzzle of his musket, swinging his sword sharply.

“oooh!”

Sir Robert stabs the musketeer in the neck with the sword in one hand, and pushes the soldier away, deflecting the musket bullets with the shield in the other hand.

1st row collapse.

However, the imperial army is not a ragtag group that disintegrates just because the first line collapses.

“Geochang—! Stab it!!”

At the officer’s shout, those in the second row put bayonets under their muskets and stabbed at us, and those behind the third row also quickly equipped their bayonets.

It’s a quick decision.

Just like the Imperial soldiers who move normally under the sunlight, they are quick to switch between air and defense as they are made up of the Empire’s most elite soldiers.

“It’s slow.”

But speed is always relative.

If you were dealing with Nostrum knights, the knights would be embarrassed by the sudden close combat, but we are not ordinary Nostrum.

Phu-uuk.

We are Gibraltar.

They are monsters of no sense, and each one of them is a tactical weapon.

“What, what…!”

“Just because we talked about peace, did we look weak?”

I stabbed the sword forward.

“If you’re going to blame, blame the emperor.”

“Wow, wow… !”

Pull out the sword inserted into the heart of the imperial soldier and place it in the ground.

At the same time, he kicks the soldier’s foot, snatches the musket, and spins it around once.

The great sword is not inserted.

Before the soldiers in the second line even raised their bayonets, our leaders had already pushed into the second line.

The same goes for the 3rd row.

Ta-a-ang!

Shoot the musket.

Since it is a live bullet, not a magic bullet, there is no mana consumption at all.

“Where is the emperor?”

The knights of Gibraltar are pushing in from left and right.

I fired the musket one more time, and as soon as the ammunition ran out, I immediately threw the entire musket forward like a javelin, accurately hitting the soldier in front of me.

“If there is no emperor, there must be a master.”

Even if there is a master, the result will be the same.

“If you don’t even have a master like that, what kind of courage do you have to set up camp here?”

“Uh, uhh…”

He takes the musket from the fallen soldier, spins it around, and stabs the soldier in the neck with the bayonet mounted on the front of the musket.

Deeply.

One blow.

Without needing to use mana, you kill the enemy by stabbing the greatsword with a little force toward the place where it is easiest to stab and kill.

“Whoa.”

I stop for a moment to catch my breath, but the knights’ advance left and right does not stop.

“Where is the emperor?”

The emperor is nowhere to be seen.

“Where is the man who cut off my father’s arm and started this war?”

The soldiers have no answer.

The officers fight without running away, but even a man with skills equivalent to a senior knight ultimately falls before even swinging his sword a few times.

“Where is Habsburg von Tersian?”

“aaah!”

Imperial soldiers shout and point their bayonets at me.

“Die, Gibraltar!”

What is in your eyes is madness, anger, or revenge.

The fact that a young man who appears to be about the same age as me came here and pointed a bayonet at me was probably because of the condensed hatred of Gibraltar that had been passed down since before his parents’ generation.

“Gibraltar, huh.”

I walked forward slowly.

Phu-uuk.

Before I could even step forward, the knight who was running after me and passed by me stabbed the soldier who blocked my path with his sword and threw him to the side.

“Foolish people. Did you think you won just by crossing a ravine?”

I put my hand into the cracked breastplate of the Imperial soldier lying on the floor.

“When Crimson Gibraltar fell, did you think the war was over?”

A familiar paper wrapping paper that you can hold in your hand.

From noble mtl dot come

“Did you think that by strengthening your body with drugs and fighting, you would become strong enough to kill us?”

Half of it was already gone, but I took out the remaining half and threw it into the chamber of the musket.

“It’s all wrong.”

Aim the musket forward.

It does not use mana, but it creates magic bullets inside by moving the mana of the silver powder that flows into the barrel of the musket.

“The place where Gibraltar is is a canyon.”

Front.

“Retreat!! Retreat to the castle walls! Don’t fight these monsters head-on!!”

The imperial soldiers retreat in unison at the shout of an officer biting his lower lip and giving instructions while waving his military flag loudly.

Bang, bang, bang!

They don’t just retreat, they fire the musket or manipulate a device on the musket and throw the musket at our knights and run away.

Load, aim, fire.

Taang!

The moment when the magic bullet accurately pierced the chamber of the flying musket.

Kwa-euang!!

The musket exploded.

Deflagration with the spicy scent of silver assaults us.

Beyond the smoke, the imperial soldiers turn and run away.

I raised the musket towards the sky, then poured my mana into the musket and pulled the trigger.

Beepeeeee!!

A plosive sound that sounds like scraping metal, different from the usual plosive sound.

With the sound of silver powder scraping against the chamber and rifling, a gray bullet flew vertically over my musket.

“All troops, stop.”

Drop.

The advance has stopped.

Even knights who have already advanced far forward suppress inertia by pointing their weapons toward the floor.

Then-

Kwakwagwagwang ㅡㅡㅡㅡ!!

An explosion occurred.

A large-scale explosion occurred at the end of the camp where the imperial soldiers were standing and began to destroy the ground.

“Boy, those can’t be…!”

“You do all kinds of things.”

The musket thrown to the ground causes the primary explosion.

The magic stones that react to the explosion cause a secondary explosion.

“It’s an explosive magic stone under the ground.”

Doing what revolutionary troops would do.

“…Even if it means destroying all of the land in the Rift Territory later, they make sure to find it all.”

During the five days we spent gathering soldiers and preparing equipment to come here, the imperial army did not simply build a position.

“Your Excellency the Margrave.”

Robert approaches.

“Length…”

“Yes. I can see it.”

As the deflagration subsides, pits where explosions occurred randomly begin to appear.

And although a canyon can be seen in the distance, many imperial soldiers are already stationed in the canyon.

“Explosive magic stones will fall on the ground, and musket bullets will rain down from the front and above.”

“…It’s new, but the terrain of the canyon is dirty…Sigh.”

“It’s a place that protected Nostrum for 500 years, so it should be at that level.”

An impregnable fortress.

“But Sir Robert, it looks like you forgot one thing.”

“About the canyon?”

“Okay.”

Although the terrain was the same, it was the empire’s position that was impregnable.

“It’s not a problem for us to break through.”

“It won’t be easy to access.”

“It’s not easy.”

The ground is covered with explosive stones that might explode if you step on them, and the soldiers on the walls are positioned with muskets on each railing, ready to fire.

Even if you try to jump over from under the castle wall, the ladder has already been removed and airships are floating leisurely above the canyon.

The gate to the canyon is firmly closed.

“It won’t be easy, but it’s not impossible to break through.”

“Please give me instructions.”

“When night falls, attack.”

I took a deep breath of the pungent white silver smoke from the deflagration and caught my breath.

“Aren’t they the only ones who can fly?”