Chapter 161 - Concentrated Fire… (2/2)
3If the mercenary leader didn’t resist, she would use this contribution to redeem a grilled chicken and half a bucket of beer from Gawain.
The mercenary leader didn’t resist as there were over two dozen Combat Mages surrounding this place. Even if they looked strange, their magic was real. The mercenary leader believed that in the face of a Mage Corps like this, no matter how competent a person was, they would cower.
Without making a move throughout the entire process, Gawain who was observing and recording the battlefield walked over with Philip. Together with the ‘magic infantry’, they started to clean up the battlefield, while the mercenary leader stood up and walked out from behind the boulder under the threat of Amber’s dagger. The mercenary leader then submitted obediently.
Looking at all the charred corpses and thinking back to a few minutes ago when they were still a well-equipped group of elite mercenaries with Beyonders leading them, Gawain had an additional sense of pride and trust towards the new model of the heat-ray guns.
At the same time, he realized that this first generation of magic soldiers was still lacking in experience and battle tactics. Many of the soldiers were still unable to free themselves from traditional combat. They didn’t understand the significance of concealing themselves in the bunker while ambushing the enemies with concentrated fire. There were some who exposed themselves too quickly. Some were overly excited as it was the first time they were using magic to kill enemies, and they had forgotten about the concentrated-fire tactic that was given by their squad leaders, making it very chaotic. There were even two soldiers who made mistakes when operating the heat-ray gun. They had been ‘shooting’ at the enemies without removing the safety on their heat-ray guns and had only realized that they weren’t hitting anyone when their squadmates notified them…
Bringing 30 magic infantrymen to deal with these mercenaries was indeed overkill. With the firepower of the heat-ray guns and the new equipment that brought confusion to the enemies on the battlefield, Gawain determined that they actually only required 10 soldiers to eliminate these well-equipped but unorganized mercenaries. As long as their concentrated-fire and combat tactics were appropriate, conventional-minded or low-grade Beyonders would have a hard time trying to conduct an effective counterattack against them.
But it was still necessary to bring this number of soldiers. As long as everyone made only one effective shot (there were two who were only looking at others shooting), these soldiers would be able to understand the traits and usage methods of this new equipment in live combat. At the same time, Gawain was able to verify the training and education progress of each of these soldiers. Be it for the heat-ray gun or this new ‘type’ of soldier, today had been a very valuable live combat test.
Missionary Wright had also walked out of the forest with the soldiers. This was the first time he saw the Cecil Combat Corps in battle, and those unbelievably mysterious weapons had stunned this Cleric who was as powerful as a bear. But his attention was quickly shifted away from those unknown weapons.
Wright was moving across the battlefield that was filled with the corpses of the mercenaries and would constantly squat down and draw the symbol of the Church of Holy Light on the foreheads of these corpses. At the same time, he would be chanting:
“May the Holy Light purify your sinful soul.”
“May the Holy Light purify your sinful soul.”
“May the Holy Light purify your sinful and especially ugly soul.”
“May the Holy Light purify your sinful, ugly soul with garlic breath.”
The pious Holy Light believer was like a qualified accompanying Cleric who used his conviction to pacify the souls of these mercenaries who had lived lives of brutality and blood. It was to prevent the environment which was filled with deathly aura from producing a dangerous malicious spirit or a cursed plague. As he prayed, he lifted his hand from a crossbow-wielding mercenary’s forehead and walked to a mercenary wearing short gray robes. “May the Holy Light purify y— Mm? You…!”
As Wright let out a suspicious voice, the ‘corpse’ with the short gray robes suddenly moved. This Mage that feigned death had suddenly opened his eyes that were overflowing with chaotic streams of light. A dangerous arcane bullet was formed in front of his chest, ready to be used against Wright!
At such a close distance, it was already impossible to protect the body with theurgy. However, Missionary Wright still lifted his right hand and chanted a Holy Light skill with unwavering determination. “Commandment – Silence! (this was actually just a punch).”
A casserole-sized fist descended from the sky and knocked out the Mage mercenary who was feigning death, filling his face with blood.
To be more accurate, the Mage mercenary had been nearly beaten to death, almost removing the need for pretense.
Subsequently, the missionary stood up and yelled out to Gawain, “Your Excellency! There is a Mage who feigned death here. He gave me a shock!”
Amber saw the entire process, and she exclaimed from a nearby distance, “God damn… Did you actually beat him to death?”
Wright had a calm expression as he replied, “Don’t worry, he isn’t dead. The ‘Silence’ spell cannot kill anyone.”
“Tie up these two survivors.” Gawain was already a little immune to this unusual fellow and simply sighed before seriously distributing the tasks. “Philip, take half the men to patrol the woods and make sure there are no remaining enemies. Wright, come here. There is an injured person here.”