Berserk, Total War: Second Son of Nobles

In his dream, John saw his favorite steak and lobster, and he couldn't control himself from putting them in his mouth. As he was doing so, he was woken up by a big guy who came out of nowhere, with a hot towel covering his face.

"The sir is awake, doctor, please take a look." The knight next to him saw that John had woken up, and quickly went to find the military doctor to check on John's physical condition.

"Well, it's nothing, just a little tired. And the nutrition needs to be balanced. There's nothing wrong." The doctor checked carefully, rolled up his eyelids, stuck out his tongue, and found nothing wrong, so he told John the truth.

"Where is this? How long have I slept?" John said, rubbing his confused head.

"Sir, it's already noon. You fainted last night, so we quickly took you back to the castle." said the knight next to him.

"Oh...what were the losses of the army?" John thought for a while before remembering that there was a battle last night.

"About two thousand people have lost their combat effectiveness due to inhaling too much poison gas, but fortunately this gas is not fatal. No soldiers have died so far, and more than a hundred soldiers are injured in the battle with the pagan soldiers." The knight replied.

Good man, thousands of people were destroyed before the fight even started. Of course this can't be blamed on John. I can't believe that there were still people using poison gas warfare in the Middle Ages.

"Okay, if they have the guts, have all the troop commanders hold a meeting in the castle hall," John ordered.

In the hall, John led the commanders of various troops to plan where to attack next.

"Right now, it seems that Count So-and-So has no intention of attacking and is still desperately building the city wall. The cultists nearby can't sit still. We have intercepted more than a dozen messengers. At the same time, there are large troops in each cultist's stronghold, carrying many villagers and heading towards their old nests and setting their original strongholds on fire." said the commander of the reconnaissance team.

"It seems that they are not stupid. They know that the number of soldiers they have is not enough to fill our teeth. It is better for them to gather together, and then capture them one by one. Send the wounded to the rear first, and at the same time pay close attention to the enemy's movements. Let all soldiers correct for one day, and directly attack the enemy's lair tomorrow morning." John gave the order. After all, they fought a whole day last night.

The next morning, John led the remaining troops to the cult's base camp. It was a castle before, but after several expansions by the cult, it gradually became a semi-finished fortress, because the materials used were different from those of a real fortress, mostly a mixture of stones and soil. Their flag was hung above the fortress, a purple flag with a goat skull printed in the middle.

"Well, a traditional style cult. Order the artillery. According to the old rules, fire at the city gate first." John ordered after seeing the entire architectural style of the fortress.

"Fire!" With Stephen's order, a large number of artillery shells fired at the fortress's gate. The third round of bombardment directly blew it open. However, the cultists also built another wall behind the gate to resist the enemy. However, this wall was obviously built in a hurry and was an earthen wall made of mud.

"Keep firing at the gate," John ordered.

This time it was even faster. In the first round, the entire earth wall collapsed, and the cultists inside were also affected and retreated directly to the side of the city wall. There was no response for a long time afterwards.

Just when John had no idea what these cultists were up to, he saw a group of villagers rushing out, followed by large numbers of cultists.

"Sir, what should we do? These cultists are using villagers as shields." Stephen next to him asked. He had fought so many battles before, and had seen people using all kinds of things as shields, but he never expected there would be such beasts who would directly use people as shields.

"Stop the shelling first, let me take a look," John said as he observed through the telescope to see if there were any flaws.

The cultists put all the villagers in the front, facing the cannon directly, and behind them were groups of cultists waving weapons and their flags, coming towards John's troops in a black mass.

After taking a look at the surrounding terrain, John said to the knight commander next to him: "Take a thousand cavalrymen and carefully go around to the forest from behind. When you see the signal from my side, rush out of the forest and attack their flank."

After receiving the order, the Knight Commander led a thousand cavalrymen and carefully entered the dense forest from behind the main force, waiting for news from John. At this time, the cultist's troops were only a hundred meters away from John. Both sides were holding back their strength, and it depended on who would attack first.

John saw that it was time to take action, so he ordered people to light fireworks and command the cavalry to attack.

With a loud bang of fireworks in the sky, before the cultists could react, a large number of cavalrymen rushed out of the dense forest and stabbed the cultists' bodies with little armor with their lances. Many cultists were either stabbed to death, kicked away by horses, or trampled to death. The entire cultist army was in chaos.

The villagers in the front row were not stupid when they saw this, and they quickly fled towards the direction of Johnben Town. The scene was very chaotic for a while.

But John did not rush forward blindly at this time. What if the team was dispersed during the charge, and if some of the villagers were disguised as cultists, they would approach John directly and attack him, which would be a big disaster.

"Infantry, listen to my orders, maintain a defensive formation and move forward. Tie up any villagers and cultists you encounter." After John said this, he observed with a telescope.

Apart from anything else, the morale of these cultists was pretty good. Even after being beaten like this, they still wanted to fight back against the knights who were wearing armor from both man to horse. However, all this was in vain. Whether it was horseback charging or close combat, the knights were several times stronger than these cultists who were converted from farmers.

As the infantry advanced in a defensive formation, villagers and cultists were tied up and thrown to the side of the battlefield wherever they went. After the last cultist was killed by a knight's sword, the battle ended.

While cleaning up the battlefield, some cultists pretended to be dead and tried to launch a sneak attack on the soldiers, only to find that their weapons could not penetrate the armor at all, and they were killed. This also reminded John that he had to make a final move on the enemy's corpse.

The entire cult fortress was not of much use. After exploring the secret room inside, the soldiers reported that it was full of various human meat organs. John felt disgusted when he heard it, so he ordered people to set fire to it and clean up these things.

There were nearly 1,000 prisoners, most of them were local villagers, but some of them died on the battlefield, many of them had wounds and were more or less stressed. The cultists were definitely a bunch of psychopaths, they screamed and screamed when they were captured, they were knocked unconscious with a stick and a rag was stuffed in their mouths.

Looking at the fortress in front of him, John thought about burning it down. Apart from the fact that this fortress was just a pass, it was also too ugly. Even if he hired a thousand farmers to build it according to the blueprint, it would be better than his.