The Extra Wants To Live

The first to face the rushing gnolls were the imperial soldiers who were tightly blocking the gap in the carriage.

"hmm!"

puck!

Barely relying on the light of the torch burning on top of the wooden fence in the village of the sound of the axe, he struck out his spear at exactly the right time.

The tip of the spear cleanly penetrates the defenseless left chest of the gnoll who had raised his arm to strike the axe.

Keck!

The moment the Gnoll stopped in pain, another spear burrowed in and stabbed his neck.

The soldier who stabbed the gnoll in the chest twisted his wrist and pulled out his spear. While the deeply embedded spear is pulled out, the spear that pierced the neck holds strong so as not to get caught, and is then twisted in the same way and easily pulled out, Tongue.

Despite being stabbed in the heart and neck, the gnoll staggered closer and took a single step closer, striking the shield with a crude axe.

However, because no force was applied, it could not even make a scratch.

Even so, it is truly scary that a human can attack while suffering injuries that would kill him instantly. Gnolls are monsters, with overflowing wildness and persistent vitality.

Even elit soldiers could die if they are not careful.

The gap in the carriage is not that wide. Two soldiers can block it with their shoulders close together.

Of course, one gnoll, which was waving its arms and legs in a disorderly manner, could barely push itself in, and when two gnolls entered, they were crushed by each other, making it impossible for them to even raise their arms, let alone use an axe.

At that moment, the narrow passage between the carriages was clogged with silt.

The soldiers stood firm, hiding behind large shields.

Wooow! Wooow!

A gnoll that is stuck between the shield and the other gnolls rushing in and can't move puts its snout on the shield.

The stench, the spit, the sharp teeth.

However, the imperial soldiers did not blink and simply turned their heads to avoid them.

"Hold on!"

The soldiers did not respond to Carl's cries. If you open your mouth to answer in a situation where the battle has started and you lose strength, you could be in big trouble.

"you, you! Hurry up and have their backs!"

Catherine cruelly grabbed the shivering conscripts with clubs and placed them behind the imperial soldiers. A weapon like that wouldn't be of much help anyway.

In order to survive, the conscripts stuck up behind the imperial soldiers and pushed with all their might against their large, cloaked and armored backs.

"Wait! Stand by!"

Catherine walks around the carriage, shouting loudly.

Catherine could also feel the uneasy shaking of the punitive force, which had never attacked until now, except for the moment the gnolls first attacked and threw out their spears.

But not yet. Not yet.

Carl wanted to tell them to throw out the window right away. But when Catherine gave the order to wait, she suppressed her nervousness.

"Milton, how much treatment can you do?"

Milton, with a pale face, thinks about Carl's question for a moment and then opens his mouth.

"It depends on the severity of the injury, but if the injury is not fatal, I can do it at least 20 times.".

Carl nodded at Milton's words and ordered in a firm voice.

"The first priority in treatment is you, Milton. Next are Catherine, Bilford, and the imperial soldiers, so don't forget."

Milton can use recovery magic, so it must be used for maintenance. And he understand that Catherine, a knight, and Bilford, her squire, naturally have high priority.

He understand that imperial soldiers are more important than conscripts.

"…What about you, Master Carl?"

Milton, shocked, looks up at Carl and asks.

However, Carl, the prince and commander of the punitive force, was not even

mentioned in the priority list. Is he saying they should take precedence over Milton?

"I can't help in battle, I just yell, so heal all the imperial soldiers and then heal me if you have time."

"… … ."

Carl's firm voice shows that these are not just words, but orders that must be followed.

Even in the midst of a fierce battle, Milton clumsily raised his hands and tried to say something, but then froze in a daze.

Those words were heard not only by Catherine and Bilford, but also by the imperial soldiers who were exerting all their might to block the tidal wave of gnolls.

It feels like something is going to explode inside their chest.

Catherine pursed her lips in shock after hearing Carl's words, then focused on the battle again and rolled her head.

Even with her visor down in the darkness, Catherine, an experienced knight, took in the battlefield at a glance with her wide field of view and realized that it was time.

The gnolls caught between the shield and the group of gnolls were completely crushed and unable to move, and in the end, their bodies were being crushed and they were spitting out blood foam. The broken rib appears to have punctured the lung.

In addition, when major organs such as the heart are compressed, they cause convulsions, drooping, and vomiting.

She neutralized dozens of gnolls simply by holding on. And now, because of the motionless and dying gnoll, even the healthy gnolls are blocked and do not know what to do.

The gnolls running from the sound of the ax village come back when they see that the front is blocked. Only then does play start to come in from other directions.

At that moment, Catherine shouts in a loud voice.

"Ahead! Go away!"

"Kaha!"

The imperial soldiers, who had been holding on without taking a single step back, let out a sigh of relief and took just one step back.

Then, the gnolls who ran in first and were already dead or on the verge of death fell helplessly and hit their heads on the shield, and then countless gnolls fell like dominoes.

A healthy gnoll climbs on top of it, trampling on it without a care in the world.

"Stab!"

"Stab!"

Following Catherine's orders, the imperial soldiers thrust their spears with all their might. The player who was running after stepping on his colleague's body was pierced by a spear and fell down, and the narrow passage became blocked.

"Change!"

"attack!"

Even after closing the gap in the carriage, the remaining reserve soldiers quickly exchange positions with the soldiers who endured the excessive force at the front.

"omg! omg! Huh! Uweeeek!"

The soldiers, who had strained their entire bodies to withstand the tidal wave of gnolls, staggered back and vomited while holding onto their spears and shields.

It's not about showing weakness. Since he held on without backing down until the limit was surpassed, it is right to praise his high morale and unwavering will.

"You did a great job! It is a worthy of the shield of the empire! Milton, please treat them without wasting your strength."

"Yes, Lord Carl."

After praising and comforting them in a loud voice, Carl told Milton to treat them.

Even if they take a break, there are degrees. If they leave it in that state, they won't be able to recover, and if they switch to battle again with that body, they could get injured or even die.