Chapter 244: I Will Present a New Paradigm of Warfare (4)
Chapter 244: I Will Present a New Paradigm of Warfare (4)
At that same moment.
"Mmph, mmmph...!!"
The female knights and mages who hadn't managed to escape were being gang-raped by men who had lost their minds in a desperate bid for survival.
"Get a hold of yourselves! This is an enemy trap! What the hell are you doing to your own allies?!"
Irsenti screamed at the soldiers, but they didn't hear a word the Viscount said.
Even if they did, they didn't care to listen.
Their cocks felt like they were about to explode; the only solution was to vent that lust. The best way to deal with the blood rushing south was to ravage a woman's body.
"You bastards! You've fallen for Fermaton's wicked magic! Wake up! Are you still soldiers of Sirjosia?!"
"The Viscount wouldn't know because he’s got no cock to speak of!!"
At the soldier's shout, Irsenti froze as if struck by lightning.
"What right does a man with barely three centimeters have to talk...!"
"Look! Now that I've put this pussy to use, the problem is solved, isn't it?!"
"This isn't gang rape! It's an unavoidable act of survival!"
The soldiers made excuses, pointing at the women drenched in semen.
They had used them out of a desperate need to fix the situation before their cocks burst, but it was nothing short of indiscriminate rape, regardless of their claims of necessity.
"Unavoidable? Because you lot started raping them, the female knights have all fled to Fermaton!"
"It's those women who are at fault! All they had to do was spread their legs! If they’d just given us their bodies, we all could have lived, but they ran away just to save themselves!"
"We were literally about to die!"
"If you're going to rape someone, run over there and rape the Fermaton women! Why are you attacking your own innocent allies?!"
"Because if we don't fix this right now, our cocks will explode and we'll die!!"
Irsenti was profoundly shocked by the soldiers' attitude as they shouted at him, veins bulging in their necks.
Was this really a matter serious enough to scream at a noble like that?
Was the threat of a cock bursting and necrotizing so severe that they would gang-rape their own female comrades, and that the female knights would desert just to avoid being raped?
"Count!! An urgent report! Some of the soldiers have begun surrendering to the enemy!"
"W-what?! What are the knights doing?!"
"They fell for the enemy's arrows again! They're firing arrows with bottles of aphrodisiac attached to the tips!"
"Penisilin!!"
Irsenti clutched his head.
"Damn it, are they really spraying aphrodisiacs in such massive quantities?! We're going to lose because of that?! This is absurd! How can there be such a filthy, disgraceful defeat in this world!"
"Aaaargh!!"
Another soldier collapsed, letting out a pained scream.
Drip, drip.
His trousers began to stain with a dark liquid.
At a glance, it looked like he had pissed himself, but in reality, it wasn't urine—it was blood.
"Gah, ugh...."
The blood vessels in his lower half had ruptured, and blood was leaking out through his urethra.
"Ugh, uuuuh...."
"Move! I'm going in next!!"
"Aaaah, I don't want to die like this!!"
The soldiers scattered in an instant.
The men who should have been loyal to Sirjosia's command began charging toward Fermaton.
Most were driven by the desire to take the women in the Fermaton territory, but some soldiers threw down their weapons and fled the battlefield just to beg for an antidote.
[Come. Those who surrender will be granted magic to restore themselves, even if necrosis has set in. But to those who point their blades at us—we won't just burst your cocks; we'll burst your balls too.]
Hearing Ruji Fermaton's warning echoing across the entire battlefield, Irsenti had to make a decision.
Retreat.
Or advance.
The current situation was beyond unfavorable; they had essentially lost before the real fight even began.
Because of these utterly nonsensical tactics, Irsenti—who had come prepared for everything from a siege to a full-scale territorial war—couldn't come up with a single countermeasure.
"This is madness...."
Whish, whish, whish!
Arrows began raining down on the soldiers' heads.
Arrows that seemed to possess a milky-colored magic power struck the crowns of the soldiers charging toward Fermaton with pinpoint accuracy, and those hit collapsed onto the ground.
"Charge! There aren't many of them! Capture the Fermaton women over there! You can rape them as much as you want!!"
After seeing their comrades fall one by one, bleeding from the enemy's attacks, the soldiers finally calmed their confusion under Irsenti's command and began to sprint forward.
"Fuck it, go ahead and fuck them all!!"
Bwaaaaaa—!
Along with Irsenti's charge order, the Fermaton soldiers, who had been stationed far across the plain, began to move forward one by one.
"The enemy is few! Strike them—!"
The enemy numbered less than a few hundred.
His side had a staggering five thousand.
Even if their strength had been severely weakened, losing was unimaginable.
"In the name of Irsenti Sirjosia, I command you! If there are women among the enemy, you may ravish them on the spot!!"
The moment he gave the order in his name as Lord...
"......!!"
From far away.
Irsenti felt a chill run down his spine as a strange gaze locked onto him.
* * *
The difference in numbers between the enemy and us is clear.
However, the average 'quality' of our troops is significantly higher than theirs.
We have Serica, Yoanna, and many others participating in this territorial war.
The Fermaton soldiers, equipment aside, definitely have a superior amount of mana.
And then there are the tools.
"Spray it everywhere. The Penisilin. They're already in enough pain to make their dicks burst, so let's see how they like being drenched in holy water personally blessed by a succubus."
Splash.
The Penisilin exploded in the sky, scattering in all directions.
It was a substance meant to treat male erectile dysfunction, but in reality, it was being used as a potent erection enhancer.
Too much of a good thing is a curse.
They were already in a state of extreme arousal, and now they were being sprayed with Penisilin—and not just any Penisilin, but a version mixed with the succubi's own bodily fluids, their Mana Milk.
[Aaaargh!!]
One of the soldiers doubled over, clutching his crotch.
"It must hurt. Enough to make you want to die."
The soldier couldn't even find the strength to run; he fell forward and couldn't get back up. Other soldiers tried to help him, but they were all hunched over awkwardly as well.
[Count. The enemy is about to enter the 'position.']
"Really? Then the timing is perfect. The succubi have done their part. Give the order to the Sirens. Tell them they can use as many magic stones as they want."
[Understood.]
As Yoanna turned the crystal orb, the forty Sirens on the other side were holding hands, forming a circular formation.
"Once the enemy is weakened, the only thing left is to knock them down. Command the Sirens. There isn't much water on the ground, but we have magic stones to spare, so tell them to use them freely. They can use every single magic stone deployed to the battlefield if they have to—use that power to kill every last one of those 'enemies.'"
There was no mercy for the enemy.
"Summon them."
[Wave Giants, summon!!]
Whoosh!
As the Sirens raised their hands high, the magic circles on the ground where they stood glowed, and water began to surge upward.
Rumble.
Since the magic was fueled by magic stones made from Mana Milk, the water of the summoned giants—each over ten meters tall—was slightly cloudy and opaque.
"Sweep them all away."
[Giants, begin the advance! Charge forward with the knights!!]
Just looking at them gave one pause, but knowing they were Fermaton's, one couldn't help but conclude the giants were made of that liquid.
Thump, thump, thump.
The giants sprinted forward with powerful strides, followed by archers who continued to rain down arrows, while the key figures of our territory charged ahead on horseback.
[Gwaaaargh!!]
This was effectively our first large-scale war against humans, but being the first time didn't mean we were going easy on them.
The people of Sirjosia were left with only three options.
[Aaaagh! I surrender, I surrender! Please, do something about my cock...!!]
Surrender just before dying.
[Ugh, I can't forgive this...! Even if my dick bursts, I'll kill you crazy bastards—gaaaah!!]
Come to their senses only after dying.
Crunch!
Or be quietly trampled under the feet of the water giants and crushed by the water pressure.
"Collect all the unconscious soldiers too. Those whose dicks are gone can just be reborn in the Infinite Labyrinth."
[Understood, Count. I will join the battle directly now. The signalman will handle communications.]
"Right. Go ahead."
After Yoanna, who had been showing the progress of the battle through the crystal orb, headed out to the field...
"......Mother."
I glanced at Zenith, who was watching the battlefield through the crystal orb beside me.
"Isn't this a nearly perfect territorial war?"
"If I just close my eyes to the methods used, it's a truly perfect victory for Fermaton."
Waaaaaaa—!!
The soldiers let out a victory cry.
The enemy didn't even dare to approach the archers' firing positions, and the water giants created by the Sirens' lavish use of magic stones suppressed the soldiers without resistance, kicking and crushing them.
It reached a point where the soldiers probably felt it was better to just let their dicks burst, bleed out, and pass out from shock.
"I think... I'll need to have a separate talk with Serica later."
"Is that so? I thought that battlefield was exactly where Serica wanted to be most."
"I... I see."
With Serica in the middle of it all, swinging her sword with 'sincerity,' there was no way Sirjosia could win. They had complacently assumed Fermaton would be weak or that no one would help us, bringing only a large number of soldiers.
The debuff of the aphrodisiac fog.
The reinforcement of that debuff with Penisilin.
The long-range arrow attacks.
The summoning of Wave Giants using the Sirens.
The succubi moving around to cleanse our allies' debuffs.
And the brilliant performance of the S-rank knights.
The battle was won before it even started.
It was just that no one imagined we possessed this kind of power.
"Foolish Sirjosia. Since he doesn't know the pain of a bursting dick, he doesn't realize how miserable his soldiers are."
[Ah, reporting in.]
While the signalman was showing the state of the war, a flushed Serica reported directly to the crystal orb.
[Yoanna and Sir Lambert have subdued Irsenti Sirjosia.]
"Good work."
It was a battle so easy there was no tension at all.
"My, my. This battle ended more easily than raping my mother while she sleeps."
"......."
Zenith glared at me for a moment but soon turned her eyes back to the crystal orb.
"Things are going to get busy once Sirjosia is dead."
"Yes, I know. But... no one will be able to shake Fermaton."
Even if...
"The world tries to shake us."
The battle was over.
The only ones who preserved their cocks were the approximately 700 men who surrendered.