Loopbound Death Reversal Chapter 18: Chapter 17: Death Trap
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Chapter 17: Death Trap A note from Bragi Fire The patreon and substack has all the latest chapters. please subscribe So, Miklos quickly told the group what he knows. He did not think of hiding anything. There is no reason to hide anything. They are on the same boat right now After all, what he knows is not exactly a secret. It is something he heard that some of the high-ranking members of the army telling one of the leaders of the army of what he should do And Henrik after listening to Miklos understood a bit. He nodded Henrik is unlike any of these peasants. The original Henrik might be a peasant and his knowledge is limited. But even though the current Henrik did not exactly understand medieval warfare, it is not to say that he did not know anything at all. After all, he could read and he was exposed somewhat to education And from literacy come knowledge. The only thing that is lacking for Henrik is information. And now that Miklos volunteered that information, the way Henrik look at the hills become different and he somewhat understand this place “a strategic place for the rebel army” he thought to himself. “Even though it is not that tall, with some makeshift barriers, it could protect the rear and create a kill box. Because there are narrow paths and unless the main force brought a whole cavalry around here and ride through the hills, it would not be easy to just bypass the narrow path” “And even if there is an idea of bypassing, if the leadership of the rebel army is not stupid, then traps is probably prepared on the path that could be used to bypass the narrow path” “No, there is something I am missing” Henrik mutters and his very analysis shocked all of them. Hearing Henrik saying all of this, they suddenly understand certain things they did not understand before The one most surprised is Miklos. As for Matthias, his eyes shines “What do you mean?” Miklos asked “The hill is not smooth. Look at that” Henrik pointed to one of the ridges “Broken mass of ridges, knolls and narrow trails” Miklos nodded at this. “This place…. this place if used effectively could force attackers into predictable routes” Henrik did not know who the leader of this rebellion is. But if he chooses this place to guard the rear, then this person at least knows some military strategy. For Henrik, if one asks him to craft a strategy to fight, he will not know where to start. But to analyse someone else military strategy while it is not really easy peasy, he could use the example of the battles in the past of his original world “The height is roughly seventy to ninety meters above the surrounding fields. Some are even higher, while some are shorter. The width, probably six hundred to seven hundred meters across give or takes.” “The slopes, steep in parts, but there are a few paths where it is climbable.” As he spoke, Henrik understood certain thing. The real battle is further away from their position. From Henrik original position below, further forward the line has probably been breached. But it is not breached completely. It means there is people fighting in the narrow paths. He did not have a binocular and he could not see it from this position no matter how he tries or how good his eyesight really is. “Maybe, there is many layers of defences” “Tch” Henrik clocked his tongue. He should have scouted the area when he died before. Though he could not blame himself. At that time, he just only one thought in his mind and scouting the area is more of an afterthought He just wanted to defeat that squire and see what lies beyond that death. So, it is understandable. Henrik believe he should not beat himself up for things that had passed. This is an attitude that he had before he even came to this world Things that had been done could not be changed now. Reflecting on it is good but being obsessed with it is not good. Henrik shakes his head and focusses his head back on the situation at hand. Henrik look again and he could see a few narrow routes in the dis