Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1697. Advance
The situation on the battlefield is always ever-changing and beyond human control.

Seeing that the Nilfgaardian army was about to encircle and attack his small force from both wings on this small battlefield, Lincoln stopped stupidly clinging to his task as a messenger.

If the herald dies, then the mission will be ruined, right?

In just a very short time, Lincoln's eyes under the helmet visor swept across the chaotic, noisy and crowded battlefield.

He knew that he was far from his master in judging the battlefield situation in an instant, or even in inferring the situation of the entire battlefield from the clues of the local battlefield situation, and in reverse guessing the intentions and psychological state of the enemy commander.

However, Lincoln's level was not the same as everyone else's because he had followed Lann for a long time and had undergone high-intensity combat, received instruction, and gained experience.

Even this "professional soldier from a military academy", [Little Beautiful Cat] Julia, is the same.

After seeing high-level battlefields with explanations and analyses, when the Embers Knights inspect ordinary battlefields, the chaotic scenes in the eyes of others always give them a sense of clarity as if they were looking down from a high place.

"Don't go over there, follow me!"

The horse under Lincoln's crotch took a step forward and simply blocked the female colonel who had just shouted the order.

"What did you say?"

The woman with blood on her face looked at him in shock and anger, but Lincoln felt nothing.

"puff!"

The Embers Knight swung his spear, and the pennant on the spear tip made a flapping sound like a bird of prey's wings.

"Don't talk nonsense, follow me! I'll be the leader!"

Lincoln's orders on the battlefield seemed too strong and too confident.

What's more, this person is indeed one of our own, and he has just demonstrated his remarkable abilities.

So a group of soldiers from the Freedom Corps, in a chaotic and emergency situation where they were about to be surrounded, were simply taken away by Lincoln in a daze!

They did not rush out from the gap that had not yet been completely closed. Instead, under the leadership of Lincoln, they rushed towards the army on the side that was moving to close the gap!
Lincoln skillfully applied the airflow blade technique to the gun barrel, and the pennant on the rolled gun barrel fluttered!

His current pistol skills already have some of the shadow of the monk-soldier known as the Ninja Killer that Lan En saw in Ashina.

However, the spearmanship of those monks was the [True Teachings of Misan-in], while Lincoln learned it from the [Ashina-ryu].

The dense air blade spiraled around Lincoln's gun barrel, wrapping around it like a drill.

While being successful in everything, it also brought about a lot of bleeding like blood rain.

The encircling army should have delayed the movement of the Free Corps soldiers to facilitate the completion of the encirclement.

However, the cavalry led by the Embers Knights were too sharp. This Nilfgaardian army could not even hold off for half a minute and was directly defeated by Lincoln's team!

After the breakthrough, the Nilfgaardian troops, which had been stretched out to facilitate encirclement and killing, were actually cut into two!

Under the hacking and killing of the Free Legion soldiers, this small force began to collapse and retreat.

The process of encirclement and counterattack was reversed, and it only took ten minutes at most.

The Free Corps that were originally going to be surrounded and killed now seemed to have defeated one side of the enemy.

After a frantic run, they rushed out from the dust in front of a square of infantry.

This phalanx is defensively hiding itself, erecting a shield wall and holding spears outside, like a fully armed hedgehog.

Under the attack of the Nilfgaardians, the phalanx retreated again and again, like an old dog hiding from beggars.

Lincoln recognized that the troops attacking them were Ade Fein's division, thanks to their banner with a silver sun on a black background.

After all, the army he had just defeated was also flying this flag.

"Freedom Corps, attack!"

Lincoln turned his horse around, raised his rifle and shouted.

And due to the inertia of the human mind in the chaos, the cavalry of the Free Corps did follow his orders and set out.

The battle lasted only a few moments, but it was brutal for those who faced Lincoln's charge.

The infantry phalanx was freed and the shield wall opened for them.

Lincoln and his men entered the square formation and squeezed past the dwarves wearing chain mail shirts and helmets.

At this time, in the Free Corps that was temporarily resting in the friendly position, [Little Beautiful Cat] Julia regained command.

She led Lincoln to a sturdy dwarf who was riding a warhorse that had just been captured from the Nilfgaardians. The saddle was high, allowing him to overlook his army and better command it.

"Colonel Barclay Ayers?"

The dwarf nodded, and Lincoln nodded at the same time.

"I am Herald Lincoln, and I have orders from Sheriff Natalis to deliver."

"Herald?" The white-bearded dwarf on horseback widened his eyes. "Now the standard for a herald is to lead people to break through the enemy's lines and deliver the order? Don't bluff me!"

Next to her, the female colonel of the Free Corps had an equally strange expression.

"In an emergency, we must take emergency measures, Colonel." Lincoln was very calm about this.

In his opinion, his performance just now was at the normal level for the Embers Knights.

"Now I read the orders," Lincoln said, pulling the reins.

Amid the noisy roars and screams on the battlefield, the dwarf stretched his ears forward. "The central troops are at risk of being broken through by the enemy. The sheriff orders you to move your troops to the foot of Hill No. 2 for support."

Even if the dwarf put his ear to his lips, he couldn't hear Lincoln's next command because his voice was drowned out by an unusually loud shouting and neighing of horses.

Only then did Lincoln realize how useless the order he brought might be.

How useless the dwarf Colonel Barclay Els and the Free Legion Colonel Julia were to the dwarves who were surrounded by the surging Nilfgaardian army.

Did I lose time?

Faced with this overwhelming disadvantage, Lincoln calmly confirmed it in his heart.

No, even if I temporarily led some people to break through a blockade, the time I took to deliver the message was completely within the plan.

"It seems the Nilfgaardians are here early."

The Embers Knight looked calmly at the enemy troops outside the square.

[Little Beautiful Cat] spat like a cat, while the white-bearded dwarf gritted his teeth.

"But even so, Colonel Els, we should reach Hill No. 2 on time."

"What did you say?" the white-bearded dwarf yelled, "Herald, what did you say just now? Do you think we are just standing here in a daze? The Nilfgaardians are attacking us! It's not our fault that the Brughers on Hill No. 2 were attacked!"

"But orders are orders, Colonel!" Lincoln said flatly, "Can you imagine the consequences if the breach is not blocked?"

"The black dogs will break through the front line!" Little American Cat raised her voice to drown out the surrounding noise. "They will break through the front line! Barclay, defending is a dead end! We should take the initiative and fight to the foot of Hill No. 2!"

"But before we leave this position, we will all be killed! This is a waste of life!"

"Then tell me what you have to suggest! Tell me now!"

The dwarf cursed fiercely, took off his helmet and threw it to the ground, his bloodshot eyes were savage and terrifying.

"Get Zoltan Ziva and Dennis Kramer here for me! Quick!"

Two dwarves trudged in from the bloodiest part of the battle, their mail shirts nearly bloodstained.

One of them had an obvious tear in his chain mail shirt, and another had a red bandage on his head.

Lincoln had met Zoltan during the last incident in Pontar Valley.

The other dwarf was the captain of the personal guard of Duke Elland. When Lan En came to settle accounts with the Knights of the White Rose last time, this dwarf was intimidated and kept there for a long time in their Knights' castle.

"Zoltan, are you okay?"

"I don't understand." The dwarf with a bandage on his head sighed, "Why does everyone ask me this?"

The dwarf colonel turned around and stared at Lincoln, who was the herald.

"This is the herald. The sheriff and the king have ordered us to go to their aid."

"Now?" Dennis Kramer looked coldly at the black-armored army outside the position.

"Now," the dwarf colonel said decisively, "and remember to keep your eyes open, herald. Because you are about to open your eyes!"

"Are you going to carry out the order?"

Lincoln's question was answered in the affirmative, so the Embers Knight simply dismounted.

"Then as usual, I will be the vanguard of the breakthrough. I am the herald."

Lincoln shifted the spear from his right hand to his left hand, and with his free right hand, he drew an elf-style long sword from his waist.

"I will see to it that the order is carried out."

The white-bearded dwarf colonel was stunned at first, then his mouth widened, revealing his bloody gums.

"Haha! You want to show off in front of us dwarves, boy?! Okay! Okay! Then come along!"

"Attack! Kill! Kill these sons of bitches!"

"Remember to move in unison!"

Barclay Els roared.

"Go in the same direction! Keep the line tight! Act as a team!"

No one could believe what they saw, not even the Nilfgaardians.

The infantry phalanx is breaking through the cavalry encirclement!

The enemy's cavalry were everywhere, and the entire phalanx was being attacked, raided and harassed all the time, but the phalanx was still advancing!

The same pace, dense formation, shields close to shields!

At the front of the queue, the dwarves were so crowded that they couldn’t see the specific situation at all. They could only see exaggerated and bold waves of blood rain bursting out in front of them!

They kept advancing, stepping on corpses, squeezing out the elite troops of the Ade Fein Division, and kept advancing!

"Keep in step and move in the same direction!"

the dwarf colonel shouted again.

"Come on, sing! You sons of bitches! Sing, sing our song! Forward for Mahakam!"

(End of this chapter)