Surviving a Harsh Fantasy with Cheat Items (WN)

Chapter 91.2: When a Giant Cannon Fires

Wait, you coward!

However, theres no way Barbarossa in heavy armor could catch up to the fleeing light armored knight on a horse.

Before he knew it, he was already lured deep into the enemy camp.

The Silesie royal knights, who fled in all directions, had fled to the foot of Mount Ishiriki and the foot of the Devils Mountain. The 5000 imperial knights led by Barbarossa, who had pursued them blindly, were also dispersed.

In mountainous terrain, the heavy knights couldnt move as they wished.

The same was true around the anti-horse fences where they were caught in pitfalls and muddy traps.

What the hell is that thing.

Barbarossa could not hide his surprise as he continued his pursuit of the enemy and crawled to the front of the enemys fortified City of Ox.

It was obvious since he finally saw the artillery batteries set up in the City of Ox as they spewed fire on the left flank.

The barrel of the cannon that stretched high into the sky of the City of Ox was too big and too long to be called a cannon.

What would happen if such a thing spewed fire?

Just as Barbarossa was thinking of that, he felt the air burst.

It was no longer a roar. The wind pressure even made his body stagger and his eardrum ache. Even with his big body, Barbarossa, the fierce general, was shaken by the sound of the explosion.

Is that the cannon of the kingdom? Or a monster.

There are three magic Armstrong cannons in the City of Ox.

The big iron ball rotating like a tornado with the help of wind magic, spewed from the big barrels. They flew in the air and fell at the dense 20000 territorial troops of the empire.

The impact caused a big hole in the 20000 strong army. The soldiers, whose morale was already low, were further shaken.

Ah, you idiots! Dont retreat without order!

Barbarossas shouting did not mean a thing. The 20000 territorial troops, who had been hit by the long-range fire from big masses of irons one after another, began to retreat in panic.

If those gigantic cannons were left unattended, the right flank would be totally destroyed.

Oi, imperial knight order, assemble! We must bring down the City of Ox!

They no longer have the time to chase the fleeing knights of Silesie.

Barbarossa ordered the attack on the fortified city to stop the three gigantic cannons that kept firing at a long-range.

The 5000 imperial knights order that had been tossed around and scattered by the fleeing enemies, gathered and began their assault toward the fortified City of Ox.

However, six regular cannons and countless of flintlock rifles thrust from gunsights of the fortress open fired at the unified imperial knight order.

Without being able to fight the enemy directly, knights died from gunfire or turned to pieces by bombardments.

Knights kept falling from their horses one after another as they were caught in some stupid traps around the fortified city.

What the hell is this? What the hell is this dishonorable battle!

Even if they managed to crawl forward to the fortified city, there is a large moat waiting for them.

The heavy knights, who had lost their horses, still held the honor of being the imperial knights of the Germania Empire in their hearts and followed Barbarossas reckless orders, valiantly attempting to cross the moat and break through the gates of the fortress.

However, the pride and fortitude of the imperial knights alone were no match for Silesies latest weaponry.

Even selected braves who finally managed to cross the moat and scaled the walls do not seem to have enough strength left to break through the fortified city of Ox which had been turned into a fortress.

Still, exerting their superhuman power, the proud knights charged repeatedly in an attempt to break through the solid gates.

Either they were shot to death at close range by gunners or swarmed by the citizens equipped with spears.

The highly respected knights of the empire were being defeated by peasants and punks of the city.

Fuha, fuhahahahah, this is ridiculous!

Red beard Barbarossa advanced like a fiend and entered the City of Ox through the gates that his allies had breached.

Neither the great moat, nor the walls, nor the mob of miscreants could stop Barbarossa, who was as strong in battle like a frenzied fiend.

With a single swing of his execution ax, he kills five or six citizen-soldiers who crowded at him with their spears.

Even under the bullets of the gunners, Barbarossa did not fall down but blew off the heads of the volunteer soldiers who were reloading bullets.

You bastards! I will not allow you to do this, I will not allow you to do it your way!

He must smash those monstrous cannons.

Then, the territorial army will be able to move forward again. They will not lose.

He will not allow those cowards to wage this kind of war, he will not allow chivalry to perish.

Every time he was about to die from a bullet to his body, he would take a healing potion from his waist, drink it up, and fight to the death again.

In that way, Barbarossa, covered with the bright red blood of his enemies and his own, wielded his execution ax and continued to move forward.

No matter how many times he was pierced by spears, no matter how many times he was shot, he stood up again and again.

And then, he spotted a female knight ahead of him.

She was not the same knight he met earlier, the one with the spear. This time, it was a female knight with fiery red hair.

She was holding a big sword that was as long as her height. If Barbarossa had not been wounded to the bone, he would have realized that it was the same kind of weapon that the golden lion emperor has, an orichalcum greatsword.

At this time, his healing potion has already been exhausted.

Commander of the Imperial Knight Order of Germania Empire, Barbarossa! If youre a knight, introduce yourself.

Red beard Barbarossa introduced himself as a true knight while vomiting blood.

Silesie Kingdoms army, Ten Thousand Swords Louise. Barbarossa-dono, lets have a fair duel!

Ill give you what you.want!

Barbarossas execution ax was smashed by Louise into pieces.

That same execution ax that slaughtered a hundred generals

so, this is ten thousand swords.

Barbarossa saw Louises brilliant swordsmanship and thought it was beautiful.

He greeted her next slash, which sent his head flying, with joy.

Barbarossa was still lucky to have met Louise in the end.

Thinking about being blown away by a lump of iron, or being skewered at the bottom of a pit, or being pierced to death by the spears of small fries.

He was sent to Valhalla like the splendid knight he was in his death.

Of all the knights who attacked the fortified City of Ox, Barbarossa was the only one who met such an honorable end.