That's very badass

Chapter 128 Destruction of Dawn Legion
It turned out that Roland was fishing, with the idea of ​​​​taking a shot when there was no date. The reason why he deliberately showed that weak look was just to confuse the enemy.

Especially their commander, in such a title army, he must have a certain amount of force and a lot of arrogance.

If he was able to kill the opposing commander, he could deal a further blow to the enemy's morale.

Roland pretended to be weak, which can be said to be despicable, and the opposing commander's attempt to defeat him with this could also be said to be despicable.

Their purpose is to hit the morale of the enemy to win the final victory.

Any method that can win or reduce casualties, the commanders will do everything possible, and their pursuit is completely different from that of the soldiers.

After agreeing to the request for a duel, Roland lowered his head, pretending to be in thought, just to hide his complacent gaze.

Looking at Viscount Thomas who had come to him and kept moaning, Roland patted him on the shoulder and said in a nonchalant tone.

"Don't worry, of course I know his plan. He just thinks that I'm exhausted and wants to take advantage of it. But I can only tell him that he is thinking too much."

After speaking, Roland did not forget to glance at the enemy commander provocatively. If he still pretended to be exhausted at this time, the other party would probably see him through.

So he deliberately showed a nonchalant look to continue to confuse the enemy.

And Rasul just happened to look over at this time, the eyes of both sides intertwined.

Roland's words made him tense for a moment, but he quickly figured it out and also smiled.

In his opinion, this was nothing more than the enemy's bluff. Although Roland's attack was sharp and destructive, it was precisely because of such wide opening and closing that his physical strength must also be exhausted.

He ignored the enemy's words calling him 'despicable', and came to the front of the formation under the complicated eyes of the soldiers of Dawn Legion.

"I am Viscount Rasul, the commander of the Dawn Legion."

Rasul Hastings did not say his full name. Although he did it for the sake of victory, he did not want to discredit the Hastings family on the bright side.

"Roland, this is my name. It has no surname and does not belong to any family."

Roland did this on purpose, the purpose was just to hit the morale of the enemy.

Because everyone knows that nobles can get better education from an early age, which of course includes combat lessons, so if Roland is a noble, they will not feel anything.

Because it was so natural, after years of professional training, it is not surprising that a strong man appeared, but after hearing that Roland did not have a surname, the soldiers of the Dawn Legion showed disbelief.

An aristocrat who has received military training since he was a child, actually used such a despicable method against a grassroots, which was a devastating blow to the glory they insisted on in their hearts.

After the two introduced each other, the two sides touched their weapons lightly, which meant that the duel had begun.

Looking at Roland who was still standing with his sword, Rasul knew that he couldn't let him continue to recover, so he immediately rushed over with his shield up.

Roland did not countercharge in the face of his charge, which caused the onlookers to scream in surprise and caused a commotion in the behemoth army, but was quickly suppressed by Viscount Tomash. Go down.

Looking at the soldiers who looked at him puzzled, Viscount Thomas just shook his head helplessly, "Lord Roland has his own considerations."

Facing the enemy's charge, Roland first swayed to the left, and then walked slowly to the right, which bypassed the enemy's charge, and hooked his fingers to signal the enemy to come again.

Viscount Rasul only felt his face flushed, and the enemy's mere sway caused him to make a wrong judgment, so he rushed directly past the enemy.

This made him more sure of the enemy's weakness, and he charged again, or rather ran, because he was afraid of embarrassing himself again.

But this time Roland didn't have the idea of ​​avoiding it anymore, and saw Roland rushing towards him directly, because the distance between the two sides was very close, so Roland, who hadn't charged up, didn't exert much power.

As soon as the shield collided, Viscount Rasul felt a strange force. He gritted his teeth and pressed his shoulder against the shield to stop the force.

Because he didn't prepare early, his hastily balanced posture was broken, which made him take a few steps back to stabilize his figure.

"come again"

Viscount Rasul also followed Roland's example and raised his fingers at him, trying to provoke the enemy so that Roland's physical strength would be consumed faster.

Roland just nodded without saying anything.

It seemed that the strength of the enemy was not bad, so he put away his underestimation and began to take this duel seriously.

The swords and shields of both sides kept hitting each other, making bursts of crisp sounds.

Roland found that he couldn't break through the defense of the opponent's shield at all, and of course the enemy couldn't break through his defense either.

It's just that he, who has long been used to rampage, is not satisfied with this result, and even makes him feel a little aggrieved.

He began to use the shield in his hand more, and only in this way could he temporarily break through the enemy's defense, but when he reached the enemy, he raised the shield again.

This discovery made him completely give up using the sword. He glanced at the hand-made sword that had been completely curled due to the constant hacking of the shield, and simply threw it on the ground.

He began to concentrate on using the shield in his hand, and began to slap non-stop.

Every time the enemy takes a step back, he will continue to connect with a shield with greater strength.

In this way, each time the enemy retreated, the distance was getting bigger and bigger, and Roland was able to use the increasing distance to accumulate more strength.

In this way, the situation slowly fell into the rhythm of Roland. Every time Viscount Rasul was repelled, it would cause a burst of cheers from the soldiers of the giant beast army, and at the same time make the enemy clench their fists.

In the end, Roland's shield blow knocked away the enemy's shield and also disabled Viscount Rasul's left hand.

Looking at Viscount Rasul and his broken arm lying on the ground, Roland shook his head helplessly, and did not choose to continue chasing, because this was just a duel.

So far it looks like he's won.

However, Viscount Rasul didn't think so. He didn't allow himself to lose like this. He would die on the battlefield. He looked at his broken arm, but didn't feel any pain.

He didn't do any treatment to it, just let it be exposed to the air, bleeding.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said at the same time: "All the soldiers of Dawn Legion obey the order and attack! The war is not over yet, let us die together."

After saying this, he stood up again, picked up the sword on the ground with his still intact right hand, and rushed towards Roland madly.

It's just that his condition is too bad. After suffering a series of blows from Roland, no matter how much he let go of his strength, his leg bones still suffered irreversible damage.

He just relied on his will to charge, or maybe it was because his brain blocked his senses.

It seems that Viscount Rasul who came crookedly, Roland didn't make any fancy moves, just one blow made him fall to the ground without making a sound.

It wasn't until then that the soldiers of the Dawn Legion shouted their slogans and launched a desperate charge to the Behemoth Legion.

Although willpower can play a big role, their charge without formation is only the last struggle in the face of their larger numbers and neat formation.

Roland did not choose to continue the charge this time, because standing in front of him was Viscount Tomas and hundreds of soldiers, and none of them wanted Roland to fight again.

Fortunately, they didn't say anything bad about it, otherwise Roland would have proved that there was nothing wrong with him.

Although the soldiers of Dawn Legion once attacked their formation to be crumbling, but this still could not change their fate of failure.

After the enemy burst out its last light, it quickly dimmed.

The entire battlefield was covered with corpses, and there were less than 2000 people standing on the plain in the end. I have to admit that the soldiers of the Dawn Legion are still very powerful.

But now is not the time to be safe. "Everyone is in tight formation, shields, ready to deal with the impact at any time."

In order to prevent the enemy from taking advantage of the momentum to attack them, under Roland's order, they quickly formed a formation and began to retreat slowly.

As for those soldiers lying on the ground who were saved, Roland could only say sorry.They could only choose to wait for the help of the auxiliary soldiers who came to clean up the battlefield after they withdrew.

Even if they were on their retreat line, the wounded soldiers didn't have any intention of calling for help, whether they were enemies or friends, they just pressed their wounds tightly.

Gritting his teeth, he remained silent.

Because they know that the battlefield is so cruel.

As soon as Roland returned to the army formation, he received a round of cheers. He had no choice but to take off his helmet and put it on his waist, and nodded to the surrounding soldiers.

On the opposite side, the Kingdom of Hastings was silent, and His Majesty Saboty was at the front of the battle. He even planned to launch a general attack after victory.

But the development of things was beyond his expectation. The Dawn Legion he was proud of was completely wiped out on the battlefield, although they also caused considerable losses to the enemy.

Even his nephew, Rasul Hastings, who often flaunted his prowess, was defeated miserably at the hands of the enemy.

This is failure, complete failure.

How confident he was at the time is how embarrassing he is now. The only good news may be that the enemy's ace army is also abolished.

This is what shooting a rock at one's own foot is about.

This can only be regarded as an exchange. Although the loss is not much, the impact on morale is the most important.

He glanced at the soldiers behind him, then at the Rhodes army that was beginning to retreat one after another, and gave the order to return to the camp.

He intends to use time to restore their morale, and for a while, there will be peace here.

After returning to the camp, the chief of intelligence sent the information of the enemy commander in due course, which also made him remember a name, that is 'Roland the Pioneer Lord'.

After leaving the enthusiastic soldiers, Roland did not go to meet His Majesty directly, but found Viscount Mandalay, and directly asked for the treatment of wounded soldiers on the battlefield.

Because the fortitude of those soldiers left a deep impression on him, he couldn't do that on the battlefield at that time, but now he can.

Viscount Mandalay first glanced at Roland with strange eyes, looked at his clear eyes, then looked around, and immediately pulled him aside.

Then he opened his mouth and said: "Count Roland, this is a very dangerous act of yours, you must know that the Behemoth Legion is His Majesty's legion, your behavior like this falls in the eyes of someone with a heart.

It is likely to be distorted into the intention to buy people's hearts and to get involved in His Majesty's Legion.

You don't need to rush to deny it, have you seen the way those soldiers looked at you?That kind of worship, to be honest, I kind of believe it myself.

Fortunately, I was the one to find out about this matter. If it was someone else, the news might have spread, and I can pretend that I have never met you.

Because I am a court viscount, attached to His Majesty, this can only be done by me, because it comes from His Majesty's care.

This is my advice to you as a friend, and I hope to get help from you in the future, it is not free. "

Originally, he wondered why Viscount Mandalay had brought him to the secluded place, but after hearing this, Roland felt his head go numb, and he had a deeper understanding of these nobles.

"Thank you for your reminder, Viscount Mandalay, I accept this favor, and I will give you the greatest help within my ability."

"Very good, Count Roland. It seems that you are learning quickly and don't need me to worry too much. See you in the future."

After speaking, Viscount Mandalay walked towards the auxiliary barracks. He was going to complete this matter and report it to His Majesty for His Majesty's appreciation.

One thing to get two rewards, this is him one by one Vinicius Mandalay, the Viscount Mandalay in people's mouth.

Then Roland went directly to the king's tent and found that all the nobles were already waiting here. Facing the approval of the crowd, he walked forward while dealing with the enthusiastic crowd, and finally came to His Majesty.

"Fortunately, my lord."

"Hahahaha. Well, well, well, Earl Roland, you really didn't disappoint me. If you weren't a field earl, I would have wanted you to be in charge of a new legion.

It's just that it's too condescending, hahaha
Today he showed us what it means to lead the whole army to victory with one man's power.A banquet is held tonight to celebrate our victory. "

After His Majesty Quesnel finished speaking, he personally handed a glass of wine to Roland, put one hand on Roland's shoulder, and raised the glass with the other, "To Earl Roland, everyone cheers."

"Count Roland."

"The Inexhaustible One Roland."

Looking at the cheering crowd, Roland also got a new title, but he had a lot of complaints about this title, and it was easy to be heard as 'unclean' in his hometown.

Under the effect of alcohol, the atmosphere became more lively, and Roland was tired of coping with the wine invitations from various nobles. Fortunately, this was just ale with a very low alcohol content.
(End of this chapter)