《Game Cheater Reincarnated》2:Decisive blow on army morale
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Hiro here. Again thinking of strange thing in the midst of battle. I'm really at fault for drifting off to needless thoughts, when everyone else move in slow motion? (let's not point fingers at certain cheater).
So, while an eternity passed by, and I missed countless opportunities to attack, I was thinking about what to do next. At this moment I had 2 options:
1)Kill or incapacitate anyone who tries to attack;
2)Assassinate the commander and put the army to flight.
In option number one I would receive a lot of experience and level up my weapon proficiency, Of course, if I omitted the incapacitating part, and in second option there will be less casualties, and situation might resolve faster.
So I choose the most humane and logical route, and in the blink of an eye, in their perspective (of course I just ran up to the first soldier in ranks, jumped up over him and then started running over the soldiers, stepping from shoulder to shoulder), I appear before the most luxuriously armored knight, riding a horse, and swung the battleaxe, aiming at his face.
As I thought, that this murder would be the last and end the battle. I heard a number of knights shouting out phrases like:
"We must avenge the king's brother", "Kill the assassin", "King's reward to the avenger" and so on.
Of course, I did not expect that kind of reaction and had to retaliate. It was the worst case scenario. I certainly didn't want anymore death's, and they, unfortunately, didn't know that I was literally invincible.
As to why they were repeatedly trying to stab me with a spear's, even as they saw it stop after touching the surface of my clothes.
That remained a mystery to my logical mind forever.
So, as I stood there on the horseback, endless barrage of spears poked on me. The number of spears was really uncountable. That began to get on my nerves. I could be a very patient and compassionate man, but that would drive anyone mad.
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I closed my eyes because there was a very unpleasant picture of the tips of spears trying to get my eyes. But it was of no avail, of course. Who keeps his (or her) eyes open when there is something flying towards them?
I swung the battleaxe few times with the eyes shut in that frenzy. At first, I felt spears breaking. Then I felt few heavy impacts. In the end, I stopped receiving pokes.
And then I battleaxe wasn't hitting anything.
I opened my eyes to witness the literal mountain of corpses and the dead horse that I must have decapitated while I was swinging the battleaxe blindly.
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