And he also doesn't know why he enter this person body.
Or that he had died and come back to life every time.
Judging by the time, these people would tie him up and burn him on the stake.
Though he wonders whether this place has the same kind of religion like on Earth.
He sighed inwardly
"Not knowing anything about this world makes my every move constrained." This is why he chooses to not say anything
As the group of rebels looks at them with wary eyes, some of them is still fighting and shooting at the enemy forces on the other side.
But some of them is pointing their weapons toward him. Bows and arrow trained on him, makeshift spears and dull blade pointed toward him
Then suddenly a voice booms from behind the woman holding the bow.
"Anna, I know him" A rugged old man who is holding a bow push through the group.
Even though Miklos is now talking with this group the battle did not stop.
The group is still shooting arrows and defending around the wagon
The hellish day did not yet end.
..
Amidst this chaos, Miklos and this rugged old man spoke
Miklos knows this person
Benedek Khirvani. Benedek from Khirvan. Khirvan is a city. A destroyed city. Though now is not the time to reminisce.
"Miklos of the Black Hills. You were just a greenhorn back then. I remember your father. It is a pity what happen to him" Benedek said.
Miklos shakes his head and sigh.
"Old man of Khirvan. You are still alive" Miklos did not want to talk about what happen to his father. It is still a scar that does not heal in his heart
Benedek only smiles bitterly.
He could understand and did not say anything else about Miklos father. For a moment, amidst this war, they look at each other
It is hard to describe the feeling that they have right now.
Seeing someone you know in such a battlefield that would split life and death…. the feeling one have in such moment and encounter….it is truly hard to describe.
Miklos is surprised that Benedek is still alive.
And Benedek is also surprised that Miklos still survives. They have seen each other in passing but they have never been in the same unit
They do not get teamed up and they have different responsibilities but they do know one another.
"They were people disguising as our people and broke path"
then Benedek sighed.
"Even without the disguise, with this much force, they could have attacked the routes. But it would not have crumbled and fallen this fast"
Henrik sees these two talking and he looks at the situation in the distance. This is not the time to reminisce and talk about these kind of things
This is the time to act.
And while Henrik is not exactly a man of action in his own world, in his own time and in his own world, for some reason, after dying more than ten times, he also changed
Now, he knows if he did not take action, other people would take action on him. And that usually leads to death.
Henrik look at the distance
He sees someone ordering the men. They are hiding behind another wagon. And they are gathering. Some of them pushed bodies in front, shielding them from arrows.
"They are getting closer" Henrik took a deep breath and close his eyes. It is method he uses to calm his nerves.
And then opening his eyes back he nodded to himself. Like he is reassuring himself.
"I'll try"
"Cover me with arrow shot!" Henrik suddenly said
And before anyone could say anything, Henrik run forward. An arrow is shot, and the arrow is heading towards him.
But Henrik saw it.
He slides through the mud and as he slides through, he grabs the shield he saw laying on a muddy ground.
One swift motion, the shield is grabbed and then Henrik stands back up. Shield on one hand, a sword on the other
There is a smile on his face
Then he rushes forward toward the group
…
Miklos was shocked.
He was about to ask about the situation on the ground, about the forces that this group is fighting, if there is more on the way and any other information that he could get.
But before he could even get any of this information, Henrik who is mostly silent before suddenly rushes forward like he is crazy
The last thing he heard was Henrik shouting to cover him
It took him by surprise and for a moment he was stunned. But…only for a moment. Then he quickly recovers
"Cover him!" Miklos look at the only woman holding the bow, look at her fingers and then he grabbed the bow and arrow bag from her.
One glance and he could tell, that she is no longer in the condition to pull the bowstring. That injury on her fingers and her hand, that is because she is pushing herself.
He notices the same thing on the other archers of this group. There is Laika who is also bleeding from her finger and her thumbs and blood is dripping down from her hand
She knows some of the people that is now following Benedek
Benedek would have die and be overwhelmed, if they have arrived a few minutes late. He did not have time to create a defensive formation so he quickly pull-out arrows from the arrow bags and put it on his bow and aims at the enemy in the distance
Miklos look at the enemy coming and he narrows his eyes.
Swoosh!
Swoosh!
The first one missed the enemy by a few inches but the second one struck his leather armour.
"The head"
that's the thing.
Miklos is not a master archer. Compounded by the fact that the enemy soldier also knows that they are being targeted and would not run in a straight line. Even if they urn in a s straight line, Miklos is not confident that he could shoot someone accurately.
"Then I just need to cover him!" changing his strategy, he began shooting arrows near Henrik
He tries to make sure no one would come close to Henrik. But he knows, he could not do this for long
It is not like he had rested. He too is tired. The only difference was that he is not as tired as these people.
But he is tired. And there is a limit. And when that limit is reached, even he has to put down the bow
"I hope you have a plan Henrik!" he prays in his heart
..
Henrik does not have a plan.
"It will come to me"
Henrik had decided to think about plans later.
All of the plans he had made only appears after he is being killed.
To make plans, one at least to know something.
Henrik knows nothing. Not the name of this place, not the intention of the superior, not the intention of his enemy and etcetera, etcetera
He is like a blind man trying to find a way out of a dark tunnel. Even if his eyes are open and he could see he would not be bale to see. That is how dire and absurd his situation is.
But each time he dies, it is like some ray of light appears to lit the path
It shows him slowly where the path is. Henrik had no other choice than to risk his life. And maybe…just maybe, a new path would open up
Henrik could listen Miklos trying to plan or he could try to forge a path for himself and forcefully opens a path himself. He chose the latter.
If his calculation is correct and this death loop is a constant state for him, then he wanted to use his death to opens a path toward life. That is his plans right now.
And that is why he is climbing the hill right now
No, it is not quite climbing the hill as he is running upward toward the hill
"Hyargh!' Someone appears on his side from one of the large stone, a sword slashing towards him
Henrik rushed forward and jump to the side as one of them try to attack him. One swift motion and his weapon clashed with the enemy.
Henrik was pushed backward two steps and then his eyes narrows as he looks at this person that suddenly appears
Wearing a leather armour. Not a knight but somehow looks like a knight. Around him is two more people coming in closer
"They are trying to encircle me" Henrik thought to himself and he quickly make his move. He must not let himself being encircled
Henrik swing his sword, toward the soldier in front of him
That person also makes his move, his hand makes a move, the sword follow his hand, both of them are fast in their reflexes
Clang!
the sword deflected and instead of trying to resist it, Henrik let the fall, go through
"Now" using the force of the momentum he ducks as a sword nearly cut off his head and pull back the sword tip.
The sword flashes and before anyone could react, Henrik sword had already pierce through that soldier throat.
"No! You dirty peasant!
The two people rush toward him.
One had an axe, the other had a mace.
"Shit!" Henrik cursed.
Right now, the sword is stuck on the soldier throat. Henrik forgot.
Forgot that it is not easy pulling sword from people body.
Even more so, if the sword pierce through the throat and follow through the skull. The moment Henrik shove that sword he shoves it with all of his strength
"I make a mistake there" And before he could pull the sword, the two men arrive, one hurls a throwing axe at him and the other smash his skull with the mace
The last thought he had in his mind
"At least, this time it is fast"
…