Mercenary System: I can increase innate potential !

Chapter 230 - 230: Start of the attack

"I'm counting on you."

The young man gave the baron a confident smile and then turned away.

"Come on, guys, it's time to see which of us is the strongest: our mercenary group 'The Lightning Blades' or the 'Saber-toothed Tigers'."

One of the men with a well-groomed mustache, resembling a butler, stepped forward with a confident air.

"There's no doubt about it, captain, we're bound to be the strongest. After all... each of us has the fighting power of a knight." he said, stroking his mustache.

The young man shook his head.

"These guys have a wyvern, let's not underestimate them."

But even as he said this, the young man still seemed very confident, as did his men.

This reassured Baron Barthon.

"I invested this money well." he thought secretly.

...

Meanwhile, on the side of Baron Irut's army.

Maxime and Baron Irut were on horseback, at the head of the army that was advancing slowly towards Baron Barthon's camp.

Not far from Baron Irut were Ron and Tersan, the two knights who served under his command.

Two knights at the stage of great success not to be underestimated.

Baron Irut himself was a knight at the stage of minor success.

As for Maxime, all his mercenaries were at the front of the main army, as if protecting them.

Kaite and Langus, wearing their black masks, followed Maxime very closely.

Andrew stood very seriously in front of most of the mercenaries.

Erwan and Lioran, wearing their masks, as well as Charles, Ultia, Henry, and Laura were at his side.

All of them were part of the main force in this battle, and were at the front in order to take the maximum pressure from the opposing army and minimize that of Baron Irut's soldiers.

This idea didn't come out of the blue, it was a request from Baron Irut. Once the battle was over, he promised Maxime 500 gold coins for this task.

Maxime didn't see any problem with it, and accepted immediately when the idea was put forward.

He wasn't afraid of running out of talented mercenaries, but he was afraid of ending up with mercenaries who were physically strong but incapable of fighting on a battlefield as a team.

Otherwise, in this situation, even if they were strong, they would be no better than orcs.

Moreover, after Baron Barthon's attack on the village, only 50 of the 80 mercenaries who resided and trained there remained.

More than 30 mercenaries had been lost forever, and just thinking about it made Maxime feel sick to his stomach.

They were really heavy losses.

But at the same time, he felt sincere gratitude towards Kavasta, who had given him the mysterious card that allowed him to unlock a new epic class.

Without it, he would never have actively

Sweating under armor and clammy hands were commonplace. Only experienced fighters like the Saber-toothed Tigers mercenaries seemed calmer.

But even they had hearts beating faster than usual.

Maximus, still at the front, looked over at his men. They were all focused, ready to fight. He could feel their determination, their thirst to prove their worth despite their racing hearts.

"Kaite, Langus."

The two masked mercenaries approached slightly, ready to receive their orders.

"We will strike first."

Maxime's heavy words echoed in the minds of the two mercenaries.

Langus nodded, while Kaite glanced towards the opposing army.

"I imagine you're calling us, captain, to lead a detachment and attack on a flank?" asked Kaite, very calm at the moment.

"Exactly, you and Langus, you will take twenty men and attack on their right flank. Be careful not to go deep into their camp, otherwise you risk being surrounded."

Kaite nodded.

"There will be attacks on the other flanks?"

Maxime gave a mysterious smile. This battle had been in preparation for several months by Baron Irut and he himself had discussed the battle plan at length with Baron Irut over the past week.

Nothing was left to chance.

"Yes, when the attacks on the other flanks begin, start breaking through the enemy lines."

Kaita nodded again without saying another word, then turned briefly to Langus, their eyes met and seemed to speak to each other.

Both were very solemn, as they had already taken part in such battles, and they knew very clearly that no matter what the appearances, all could be lost.

But this moment was very fleeting.

Kaite quickly began to call out the names of 20 mercenaries, all from Plouta, including Liam and Ivan.

Seeing this scene, Baron Irut glanced at Knight Tersan.

"As planned, take 300 men and 5 apprentice knights, and accompany the Saber-toothed Tigers in their attack."

Knight Tersan nodded, and made a few hand gestures while giving some orders.

A negligible part of the soldiers thus separated from the main army.

...

"Baron Irut and the Saber-toothed Tigers have begun to deploy their men," whispered Baron Barthon, still standing in his office.

The Lightning Blades were no longer there, and had already begun to position themselves.

Only three messengers stood behind him, kneeling and ready to pass on his orders.

"Tell my 5 knights and 500 men and 10 knight apprentices, who are still in the center of the camp, to take up position in the south."

The soldier who was tasked with delivering the message was surprised and couldn't help but ask:

"Will all the knights go and protect the south of the camp, sir? Who will then fight against the opposing knights in the west?"

Baron Barthon turned slightly, giving the soldier a frightening look.

The latter seemed to feel his head separate from his body for a moment.

Then the pressure momentarily subsided.

"Just do your job, and everything will be fine."

"Yes, sir." replied the soldier immediately, momentarily happy to still be alive.

Then he got up and ran to carry out his mission.

"The pieces are in place, now only God knows what will happen over the next few hours," thought Baron Barthon silently, while keeping a close eye on some twenty figures to the west of the camp.

Behind them, more than 1,000 soldiers were silently awaiting orders.

The walls of the military camp were made of wood, like a common village wall, and were less than a meter high. They were not even thick enough for the soldiers to stand on.

Thus the two armies could see each other completely.

Then Baron Barthon smiled, visibly filled with confidence.

"Once this battle is over, I could completely conquer Baron Irut's territory."

"Once this territory is digested, it won't be long, maybe only a few years and at most 10 years to conquer the territory of the other nearby barons."

Baron Barthon's eyes hardened.

"10 years... And I will become a viscount."

Then he clenched his fist, filled with determination.

"With this immense territory, and over the years, I will finally gain the strength to protect my territory even if an orc army appears."

"And maybe even becoming a great knight is not impossible."