The Dark Elf Settlement #5
"Keryaaaaaak!"
"Keruuuugh!"
As the goblins let out their war cries, the Dark Elves visibly panicked and scrambled backward. An infantry unit had just burst through their front gate. If you can talk big, that’s what makes you a hero—but these guys were anything but.
Even if they were trained, it’s hard to react to a surprise attack when you’re caught off guard. And these guys weren't even trained to begin with.
Do you really think you can handle us?
"W-what the hell is this!"
"Those things...!"
That wasn't all!
Behind the goblins were us! We were the ones firmly guarding the rear and both flanks of the infantry! The foundation of strategy is numbers! I had personally created a situation where the enemy was outnumbered by the force invading their village!
"Pixies! Execute aimed fire!"
The moment I gave the order to the flying pixies:
"Die!"
"Die!!"
The pixies mercilessly unleashed their magic upon the Dark Elves.
"Ughaaaaaak!"
A Dark Elf who had been standing his ground with a sword drawn couldn't withstand the concentrated barrage and collapsed with a scream.
"U, ughaaaaaaaak!"
"Run away!"
Thrown into a total panic, the Dark Elves fled in every direction. Some ran toward the back of the village, while others were stupid enough to dive into the half-finished buildings.
"Walking right into a trap, are we?"
Interestingly, it was mostly the female Dark Elves running into the buildings. The men were fighting, but the women were running? To abandon the fight when they should be standing together? If the women who are destined to become my slaves want to remove themselves from the battlefield, I’m more than happy to oblige.
"Draw your swords! We have to fight!"
"How?!"
"Run! Just run!"
While the panicked Dark Elf warriors were milling about in confusion—
Swoosh!
Boom!
From both sides of the pioneer village:
"Kyaaaaaaaaak!"
"Kyaaaaaak!"
The Lamias let out serpentine shrieks and launched a massive charge! A cavalry unit, shields in one hand and spears in the other, was rushing in to strike the Dark Elves without mercy!
"Lamia! It's the Lamia!"
"Aaaaaaaaaaaak!"
It’s too late for anything now!
"Die, you Dark Elf scum!"
"Kyaaaaaaaaak!"
The moment the Lamias swept through the village!
Slash!
"Ughaaaaaak!"
"Kagh!"
The Dark Elf warriors collided with the Lamias, sent flying or skewered by spears. The tactic of blocking the front with infantry and striking with cavalry—it worked perfectly again.
"Ugh! Get away from me!"
"Come over here!"
"Gather! Gather over here!"
A few brave Dark Elves put up sporadic resistance, but in this situation, a few people fighting back meant nothing.
"Ughaaaaaak!"
Because so many Dark Elves were already falling or fleeing.
"It’s almost like watching the Indians," I muttered.
The natives living peacefully in the village never expected an invasion like this. They probably thought that even if there were hostile Lamias, they could be repelled.
And in reality, they were right. A typical Lamia unit would find it difficult to attack a village like this, and if they appeared, the Dark Elves would have swarmed them.
But we weren't typical.
Through thorough reconnaissance and operational planning, we pulled off a perfect surprise attack. It was impossible for guys without even a proper army to handle this!
"The enemy has collapsed! Goblins! Break formation! Hunt down the Dark Elves in groups of three!"
"Keruuuugh!"
"Rear reserves, advance! Take up positions in the center of the village! Kobolds, sortie! Support the rear of the goblin groups in teams of three!"
"Gyusatsat!"
The goblins immediately broke their formation and rushed into the fray.
"Ughaaaaaak!"
Swoosh!
As the Lamias kicked up dust and swept through the area, the goblins struck the spots they left behind.
"Ugh...!"
Even if they managed to throw their bodies aside to dodge a Lamia’s charge, they couldn't handle the follow-up attacks from the goblin teams.
"Keruuugh!"
"Keryaaaaaak!"
"S-save me! Ughaaaaaak!"
The goblins, their eyes glowing with a crimson light, plunged their spears into the chests of the fallen Dark Elf warriors.
A perfect picture of cavalry ravaging the field and infantry cleaning it up.
"Kughaaaaaak!"
"You bastards!"
Pop-pop-pop!
An enraged Dark Elf warrior charged at us with his sword raised, but—
"Gyusatsat!"
"Gyusaaaaaaat!"
As a Kobold trio aimed their spears simultaneously, his momentum faltered. Still, anger is a powerful thing.
"Yaaaaaaah!"
The guy fearlessly charged at the spears. Was he planning a suicide attack? Of course, I wouldn't let him touch my soldiers.
"Pixies!!!"
Whoosh!
The moment I shouted, the pixies flying nearby unleashed a volley of fire.
"Kughaaaaaak!"
The guy collapsed mid-charge, and the Kobolds finished him off.
"Well done, pixies! Circle the village and focus your fire only on those trying to run away or attack our allies!"
"Got it!"
I watched the battlefield, escorted by my personal guard.
"...It’s gruesome."
"Yes. It is. Because war is inherently gruesome."
As the nuns said, it was gruesome. The Dark Elf warriors were already completely shattered. They were struggling and bleeding all over the place. It felt different from watching other monster races die. But I wouldn't falter. We had to fight anyway. You have to win when you can.
"A perfect victory."
"Indeed."
Vanessa, standing beside me, agreed.
"A gruesome, perfect victory."
"Do you feel sorry for them?"
"I think it’s a pity. But I don't really care. Humans wage war for all sorts of reasons, too. If it’s another race, well, it can’t be helped."
Exactly.
"Nuns, prepare to treat the wounded... Hmm? And Lady Liliel? You didn't have much of a role this time, did you?"
"Didn't they do it all!"
"I acknowledge that."
Soon, the battle ended. Not a single soul remained moving within the village.
"All troops! Good work! Gather in the center, except for the Lamias! Lamias, track down and hunt the fugitives!"
"Keruk!"
"Kya!"
All that was left was to take prisoners.
***
This pioneer village had two large, unfinished buildings. Judging by Dark Elf culture, it seemed like they were dormitories separated by gender. Anyway, the remaining Dark Elves were hiding inside.
Were they planning to hole up in there?
"Buril! Surround the entrances to those buildings!"
"Keruk! Understood! Splitting into two groups! Surround the buildings!"
"Form a two-row formation in front of the buildings!"
"Kerruuuuk!"
I immediately ordered the goblins to surround them.
"Imsoong!"
"Kkeureuk!"
"I want to see fire!"
"Fire! On the building! I will pierce it! Kkeureureuk!"
Imsoong answered energetically and conjured flames in his palms.
"Kkeureuk!"
"Kkeureureuk!"
At the same time, the other imps simultaneously created fireballs, and the moment Imsoong threw his—
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Fireballs were thrown in unison. The heavy fireballs slammed into the walls of the buildings.
Boom!
Small explosions occurred one after another, and purple flames clung to the walls. It felt like throwing Molotov cocktails. If I train them a bit more, they’ll really become grenadiers.
"Now, we just wait for them to come out."
The building is on fire, what else can they do?
They have to come out.
"All troops! They’ll be coming out soon! Prepare yourselves!"
"Keruk!"
Whoosh.
The fire began to spread to the buildings. How long would it take? Not more than a few minutes.
Thud!
As expected, the doors swung open forcefully, and the Dark Elves inside rushed out.
"Kyaaaaaaaaak!"
"Aaaaaaak!"
"Noooooo!"
"F-fire! Save me!"
Were they all women in here? Sexy Dark Elf women with voluptuous bodies all ran out in a state of near-panic. I quickly scanned them all, and sure enough.
"Elves are elves, indeed."
Their slender bodies, large breasts, and long legs were charming. Anyway, they were all armed, but they were in a state of total panic. There was no way they could resist.
Look at them now.
"Haa...!"
"N-no!"
"This can't be!"
They had stopped in their tracks after seeing the goblin formation surrounding the building. Shall I give them a little scare?
"Aim your spears!"
"Keruk!"
When I shouted loudly, they screamed.
"Kyaaaaaaaaak!"
"H-hic!"
"G-get back!"
Women with attractive brown skin were scurrying about in a panic before me. I felt a great sense of satisfaction watching them. My heart raced at the thought that all the women here would soon be my possessions.
"Whew."
I exhaled with satisfaction and shouted.
"Dark Elves! If you want to live, obey my orders! Everyone! Put your hands behind your heads and get on your knees!"
"...!"
Did they understand me?
"S-such a thing!"
"What should we do...?"
"They'll kill us the moment we kneel! We have to fight!"
There’s a woman with a will to resist.
I need to scare them a little more.
"Buril. War cry."
"Keruk. Understood! Keryaaaaaak!"
"Keruuuugh!"
"Keryaaaaaaaak!"
As Buril shouted, the goblins let out a collective roar, and the Dark Elves shrank back significantly. I spoke again to the poor, terrified women.
"I will spare you if you surrender! Everyone, put your hands on your heads and kneel!"
With that—
"H-hic!"
"Huuuuuuugh!"
I subdued the Dark Elves quite simply. One by one, they began to put their hands behind their heads and kneel. The sight of their bottoms was quite charming.
Now, it was time to call the leader.
"Only the leader of the village stand up! I will speak with her!"
"...!"
One woman flinched. Was it her? The woman trembled for a moment, then slowly stood up.
"Hmm."
She was a Dark Elf with a remarkably beautiful physique. According to their culture, the oldest spinster takes the role of leader, right? She looked like a mature woman in her late 20s.
But that copper skin, those toned thighs, and her figure. Her thin waist and large breasts were very sexy. Why was a woman like this a spinster?
"I-I am... the leader of this village..."
She opened her mouth, trembling.
Her voice was quite lovely.
She was a beauty I looked forward to hearing sounds from in bed.
"If you resist, everyone here will bleed!!!"
I shouted to scare her.
"H-hic! I-I will obey, so please, at least spare the lives of the villagers...!"
She begged immediately.
Let’s see... one, two, three. Just counting what I could see, I had gotten my hands on nearly twenty Dark Elf women.