Death Guns In Another World



After the episode on the ice plain, Alex expected to be sent to another game but unexpectedly he was still here, meaning it was not the end. He wondered when all this would end.

As he returned to his fief, a majestic fort, he was assigned a new strategist, a woman with a normal appearance, slightly sleepyhead, Madeline.

Johnson immediately requested for a duel to test the newcomer and Alex accepted.

This world was technological, a unique orb where you could create an avatar and train without fearing losing your life, Alex was shocked the first time he saw it and used this to train his man. This magical orb would be used again for this challenge.

°°°

Everyone observed the big screen before them.

On the other side, Madeline swayed from left to right while riding on a short, thin warhorse. At the same time, the thick, gorgeous book in her hands was spread out before her. She held the book in one hand while the other gently rubbed the page corner. Her downcast eyes hid her thoughts from everyone.

Johnson Cavalrymen had formed an assault formation on the gentle slope of the valley. Sun rays shone from behind him illuminating the entire plains and valleys. This was the best terrain for the Cavalrymen and this triangular assault formation was apparent of Johnson's abilities in commanding his subordinates.

"How should we go about doing it, Miss Madeline?"

Marcus narrowed his eyes as he gazed toward Johnson's majestic group of Cavalrymen on the other end. However, the glaring sun made it impossible for him to carefully observe their every movement. Even though he had gathered the mercenaries and garrisons together, the young lady sitting casually on the back of the warhorse remained silent.

Although the mercenaries and garrisons were abiding by orders strictly… This wasn't a test for them, after all.

"… Hmm…"

Madeline didn't immediately respond. On the contrary, she lowered her head and fiddled with the page with her right hand. After a few moments, she let out an indistinct hum.

"Defensive formation. Spread out on both sides."

"Spread out?"

Marcus was taken aback by her answer. He turned around and gazed at the clutter of a hundred soldiers. Then, he shifted his narrow eyes to the neatly grouped and heavily-equipped Cavalrymen in the distance. He couldn't understand what Madeline was plotting. A hundred infantries against Cavalrymen was already tough enough and she still wished to spread their positions out?

"Let's start."

Before Marcus could fully understand the situation, Alex gave his order and a mage beside him extended her hand forward. She shot a dazzling fireball into the sky to signal the start of the battle.

"Everyone! Attack!"

Johnson lifted his pike with a proud smile. Then, he swung the pike down before taking the lead and charging forward.

The Cavalrymen behind him screamed a battle cry in unison, leaped down the slope like a mountain torrent, and aimed for their targets on the other end.

Cecilia let out a subtle sigh. She had led the Mage team in battle, fought against the Reformist Party several times, and more or less understood situations on the battlefield.

Currently, it appeared that the troops under Madeline were a spent force. Even though they managed to maintain their neat formation, Cecilia was sure that they would crumble completely as soon as Johnson led another assault. The Cavalrymen had the upper hand against infantries in the first place, and it didn't seem possible for Madeline to turn the situation around.

Indeed. As though proving Cecilia's prediction, Johnson led his Cavalrymen around the plain and regrouped into an offensive formation to deal the final onslaught through Madeline's troops from the back. This time, Madeline would be utterly defeated if she didn't come up with any adjustments.

"Stop. Gather. Turn around."

Even though the situation was incredibly tense, Madeline didn't show any signs of nervousness at all. She lowered her head and scanned the page in her hand before giving another command. Marcus hurriedly urged the troops who were charging forward to stop and regrouped them. At this moment, Madeline gave another command that left Marcus speechless.

"Form a triangular assault formation."

'Assault?'

Marcus grew increasingly suspicious of her capabilities. In fact, from the start, he felt that this young lady performed like a newbie and had slow reactions. Not only that, but she also misjudged the situation, which led to the loss of over 30 troops on their side.

So what if they gathered into an assault formation? They were infantry while the opponents were Cavalrymen! There would still be a chance to win if our men have pikes, but what can they do against the Cavalrymen's assault? Isn't this asking for death?

Even though Marcus cursed inwardly, he could only follow Madeline's orders since Alex had instructed him beforehand.

This time, Marcus reacted swiftly, but the result was almost the same as before: Johnson's Cavalrymen had arrived before them when they finally regrouped.

"Sigh…"

Many of them sighed as they believed that the conclusion had been made. Johnson's first assault had shattered Madeline's troops and it went without saying that she would surely fail if he were to penetrate her troops once again. There were no two ways about it.

Even at this crucial moment, Madeline nodded her head as though she was about to fall asleep on her warhorse and forced herself to stay awake like a student nodding off in class. The furious gallop of the warhorses had arrived before her.

At this moment, she lifted her head suddenly.

"Charge."

That was all she said.

"Charge!"

Even though Marcus couldn't read her mind at all, he charged forward intending to end this battle with alacrity! It was better than not retaliating at all. He raised his sword and brandished forward!

The two triangle formations collided heavily. The Cavalrymen crushed the troops below them with no difficulties and everything would end as soon as they punctured the opponents before them. But…

"Eh?"

Anne widened her eyes in astonishment. The crowd surrounding her also had a change of expression.

Johnson didn't gain the victory as the bystanders had expected. Instead, the Cavalrymen panicked and their inseparable formation stirred like a pot of hot soup.

To maintain the speed of their assault, the Cavalrymen maintained a certain gap between them. But now, they had lost the 'safety distance'.

The Cavalrymen from the front and back crashed into one another. Some tried to avoid, it but lost their balance and fell to the ground. The luckier Cavalrymen weren't any better. They lost their threat after losing their acceleration. In addition, the Cavalrymen couldn't even turn around in the chaos, during which the infantries took advantage of the situation and dragged the Cavalrymen down from their warhorses.

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