Chapter 225: (Self Edited) Battle of the Crusaders* (3)
Angelica Sacrament, who was clad in armor that covered her face down to her eyes with thin fabric, was positioned at the rear of the Tyrellme God-Protected Empire. Around her were elite soldiers whom Angie had painstakingly trained. They were the cream of the crop, taught everything from how to fire rifles to the art of charging. However, being positioned at the rear, they rarely had a chance to engage in combat despite receiving orders to attack.
Alfred, who was still harboring suspicions after that meeting, feared that if he entrusted Angelica with the front line, she might achieve a breakthrough in the central battlefront. Thus, he placed her in the rear. This decision allowed her to avoid combat. It went according to Angie’s plan. She had pretended, saying things like, “Please assign me to the front line. I will achieve remarkable feats in battle,” all to be placed in the rear where she could easily retreat if needed.
Though visibility was limited from atop her horse, Angie could still grasp the situation on the battlefield to some extent. She could see clearly that the Tyrellme forces were struggling to breach the carriage wall. It was well thought out.
‘Normally, once infantry soldiers are approached by the enemy, they can no longer shoot their rifles. They resort to using their swords or long rifles as blunt weapons, engaging in close combat. However, with those carriages, they could still shoot even when approached. Since they fire at almost point-blank range, depending on the circumstances, their shots could penetrate bodies, causing harm to multiple individuals with a single shot.’
Angie considered trying to infiltrate and overturn them with superior numbers, but even when overturned, they continued to fire. It seemed impossible to deal with them. Even if they ignored them and attempted a direct assault, elite forces were waiting behind, and leaving such a firepower base behind would dull the assault. In such a situation, even if they charged once, they would be quickly repelled.
They were at an impasse.
“Angie-sama! A messenger!” (??)
One of her subordinates arrived with someone dressed as a messenger.
“Handle it.” (Angelica)