The morale that had been low due to the castle gate being broken and the large knight being defeated was now restored.
However, the fact that the castle gate had been breached remained, and more and more peasant soldiers were pouring in.
The gate itself wasn’t that wide, so only about two people could pass through side by side.
Kurt was defending with an ironclad defense, cutting down the endless waves of peasant soldiers.
Their expressions were tragic. Knowing they were going to die, they were pushed forward from behind. And behind them, the knight was glaring at them, driving them forward like lambs being herded.
At the entrance of the castle gate, many corpses had already piled up.
Since that large man, the enemy hadn’t sent any more knights.
Was Kurt stronger than expected, and that’s why they were scared? No, that’s not it… They’re probably sending in the peasant soldiers in endless waves to wear him down.
“Kurt. Let’s switch. You need a break.”
I was thinking about sending in reserves and other knights to recover his stamina, but Kurt seemed not to hear me, showing no signs of retreating.
Was the adrenaline coursing through him, making him blind to everything around him?
But I couldn’t just leave Kurt like this.
“Kurt, cover him!”
“Understood!”
The knight vassals and reserves deployed near Kurt, providing backup.
For now, the castle gate should be fine…
I returned to the castle wall and surveyed the surroundings. I saw Erich stabbing his sword into a peasant soldier and kicking him down beneath the wall.
“Are you alright?”
“Yes, for now…”
Erich was also using magic, directing the forces, and I could see signs of fatigue on him.
“But it looks like we’re in time.”
Erich was staring into the distance, and I followed his gaze.
A separate detachment, displaying our family crest, appeared from across the plain.
It seemed the enemy noticed too, as they started to move their troops toward the detachment, but before their formation could be completed, the detachment charged.
“Get out of the wayyyy!!”
Leading the charge was Werner.
Since the charge came before the enemy could form up, their formation was falling apart.
The enemy, realizing it was hard to suppress the charge, seemed to make the decision to bring their main forces toward us.
Indeed, if they kill me, they win.
Now that the castle gate was breached, the battle had shifted to a race to see who could take down the general first.
The fighting would only grow fiercer, but I needed to raise the morale here.
“Reinforcements have arrived! Victory is near! Everyone, fight with all your might!”
My words rallied the soldiers, and their morale surged.
Now, the question was whether we could hold on…
