High School Soldier
The promised Hero of Hope

“Save this team... Please all of us, Nio!” Lux pleaded to the sky, yet no one heard her. There was no sound but the twang of the two guns clashing, and the scream of the dying soldier.

Ofra's smile grew wider when she saw ‘si Swordsman Gila’ for the first time wailing into the sky, looking like she was already desperate.

**

“They still have another trick? Heh, they are not ordinary rebels!” Nio bit his lips, staring at the dead end in front of him with a grim face.

He knew that Arevelk was not filled with stupid generals, one of them was Ofra. In order to avoid skilled cavalry, the rebel front lines stayed on, firing arrows from behind, and the advancing wagon units were used as battering ram.

Little by little, the Rebel Extinguishing Force began to suffer casualties. Clearly, even if they were able to cause the enemy to suffer more casualties, if the Rebel Extinguishing Force continued to receive damage like this, they would be harmed slowly.

“Mr Nio, our left-wing troops are being attacked by troops who are in the wagon!” Ebal reported that his body was stained by the incision and the blood of the enemy he had killed.

“It looks like they found our weakest point,” Nio groaned.

“The weakest point, you mean?!” Sigiz asked with a surprised face.

Nio understood, the cart in question is not ‘Chariot’ or a war chariot that is only filled with two people and drawn by two horses. He now saw dozens of long-spaced infantrymen and rebel archers standing in carts pulled by less than twenty horses, meaning that they were far deadlier than Roman chariots.

Nio got off the horse, and smiled. He praised the rebel commanders' thinking speed, they had seen the weak point that the light cavalry led by Lux lacked protection as well as other heavily armed cavalry or other heavily armed cavalry. The ability to strategize back in the midst of the chaos was truly astounding, that was what made Nio smile involuntarily.

Nio could only help as best he could, but praised the enemy commander outstanding. Despite lacking old rifles, siege weapons, war witches, Wyverns, and monsters, Ofra was truly a difficult opponent to fight.

“But, in this tactical game, it looks like we are the winners. Yes, because I used cheating,” said Nio, turning the corner of his mouth into a grin.

In addition to modern warfare tactics, having connected with a world that has unique war tactics, the, Nio read books on past war tactics compiled by famous historical figures or certain combat tactics belonging to the strongest countries in the past in his home world.

One of them is a phrase written by Sun Tzu, “By giving advantage to the enemy, then the enemy will approach of his own volition.”

In other words, you can make the enemy approach you as they see fit, just as you wish, as long as you have another strategy to fool the enemy into thinking they are gaining momentum over the chaos your forces have planned.

After facing the threat of skilled horsemen and battering units with incredible speed and strength, the enemy must have already found its weak point. Finally, the enemy commanders would still use their large numbers and unexpected tactics found in a short time, the wagon troops.

So, it would be the right time and place to set a trap.

In war, demoralizing the enemy is very important. An army must destroy what is most precious to the enemy until nothing remains. Mental attacks are very important.

If the enemy lost their last ray of hope, even an army numbering in the hundreds of thousands would very easily lose its power. And if that happens, then the rebel hordes will no longer be enemies of the Rebel Extinguisher Forces.

“Run, your strategy has worked very well!” nio's heart said so. “Destroy enemies, save your borrowed soldiers!”

The main force that Nio led with Sigiz was very easy to handle the enemy resistance, and made them seem to lose their fighting spirit. Nio could command a portion of the platoon to assist the left-wing forces after handling their main task.

The entire battering force had also retreated in a state of near exhaustion, but still had an enormous fighting spirit.

“Mm, so to be fair, I won't use a shotgun and a gun,” Nio spoke with a cigarette that hasn't been turned on in his mouth.

Nio scanned the left-wing battlefield, and thought about what to do next.

“Sigiz, please lead the main force. I'll help the left wing, they look very difficult. We're very lucky to have a Silent Killer on our side. I hope Arevelk and Yekirnovo form a similar unit!”

Sigiz tilted his head, but still understood the essence of Nio's words.

Nio said that, while slipping back his rifle behind his back. His right hand clasped tightly onto the carambit, with the dead cigarette still in the mouth.

“Send me. This will be the last battle, right?” answer Sigiz.

“Hopefully!”

The battering ram unit that fought quickly was quite reliable for Nio in the current battle. Although the battle of morning, noon, until night was very burdensome, but their energy seemed not to run out.

Moreover, the strategy that the commanders and Nio planned depended heavily on speed, so they had to act until the fight was over.

The fighting spirit of the Demihumans was a good master and a decent meal. Just by giving them hard biscuits that were able to keep the soldiers full all day, that was enough. Nio did not understand the nature of these fantasy creatures. But he was lucky to bring enough combat biscuits, albeit very hard.

**

“Ohh, it looks like they did manage to find our weakness,” exclaimed Nio while running with a amazed face.

If the enemy forces gain an advantage over their brilliant tactics and strength, then Nio will give him the respect and fight he deserves. That was what Nio thought of as the strategist and guest commander who helped Arevelk deal with the rebels.

Still, all Nio could do was click the tongue in annoyance, “Utilizing the cart in war was quite brilliant and unique. Too bad, they even become rebels.”

A disdainful smile emerged from the lips of Nio who was smoking a dead cigarette.

“Blowering units, please provide your energy. Your strength is very necessary right now! Forward!”

Hevaz who flew over Nio smiled. The faces of the Demihumans, including Edera, Huvu, and Ebal seemed to show fatigue. However, after hearing Nio's rapidly running scream in front of them, the Silent Assassins were back in combat mode, fighting spirit suddenly flared in the eyes, and their weapons are ready to be the means of taking the lives of the enemy.

The futile tactic was able to multiply the fatigue of a soldier, but hearing the command of ‘sopan’ from the master, the Demihumans lost their fatigue. It was evident from the efforts of the battering force had paid off and their morale surged after Nio led them directly.

Nio's heart warms after realizing so many people believe in him, Demihumans are so reliable, “Let's show the rebels your strength! This is your initial fight before fighting the Alliance, our main enemy!”

“Yeaaaaaaahhhhh!!”

Demihumans raised their weapons and clawed their hands, then leaped towards the enemy.

Nio smile. Right now, Edera saw Nio's smile the same as during the Alliance's first major assault on the Expeditionary Force. This battle was indeed no deadlier than the TNI's first major war against the Alliance.

True, what Nio offers for his help to his Indonesian allies and his own country is his thinking and fighting skills. In peacetime, Nio is just a teenager ‘ grim future’ who has no clear life purpose, low self-esteem, and hobby ‘gy five fingers’ even though until now he still does. Now, he has served the people of Indonesia and its allies in this war, and is the perfect opportunity to improve his life.

“Don't let them pass!”

Along with his call, Nio slashed the eyes of a rebel soldier using his carambit. Seeing that his enemy was suffering greatly, Nio immediately asked Hevaz to end his suffering. Gladly, the messenger girl beheaded the rebel army, and ended her suffering in a short time.

The Silent Assassins followed behind him. A wave of ferocious attacks of 30-man Demihuman special units exploded, and quickly approached the back of the wagon force.

The Demihumans jumped as high as they could, landing on a number of carts, then kicking the chests of the enemy soldiers.

“Sial, those half dirty animals again?!” Ofra complained with a disgusted face.

Like an unbearable projectile with an ordinary shield, the Demihumans attack was extremely fast. They are like animals, and they are very difficult to predict. With ease, the claws on Demihuman cats broke the long spears of rebels, the daggers of the rabbit warriors injured the faces of the enemies, and the quick fight rendered the Demihumans raccoons and wolves to their opponents.

Seeing the fierce battle of the exhausted Demihuman, Ofra felt it was a disgrace.

Ofra, a person who has a special feeling of hatred towards the Demihuman race, ‘boil’.

The rebel carts could not mutter as the Demihumans jumped on several open trains. They have been overrun by far fewer enemies. The hatred that Ofra and his army felt pierced through hearts and bones.

“Deputy Commander, take care of those half-beasts! I will handle the troops led by Luhe (Lux)!”

Leaving the back row of the wagon force that the deputy commander was watching, Ofra controlled the ten horses pulling the wagon he was currently riding, and got closer to Lux who was fighting desperately.

The left-wing troops led by Lux have lost their fighting spirit, they are not a threat according to Ofra.

“Crazy Sword! I will eliminate you and your soldiers, and the entire green army!” Ofra yells with confident ‘super’ face. Nio heard it, but he was currently surrounded by ten rebel soldiers.

Skilled horsemen with high combat capabilities and tactics are still a threat, but with the mobility of the wagon troops, everything has changed.with the years of military experience Ofra has, the, his instincts say that the cavalry and its commanders are a real threat that must be defeated.

The long spear of light and heavy cavalry of the Rebel Squeezer Army hit the wheels one by one. It interfered with the movement of the wheel, broke the spokes of the wheel, and threw the soldier who was in the open wagon.

Rebel soldiers thrown from several carts were either stabbed with spears or trampled to death by the foot of an oncoming horse.

Seeing the chaos the enemy was producing, Ofra heard someone calling his name.

“Rebel warriors like you will end up despicable. Your head will be mine!” a contingent commander of Arevelk shouted while preparing his spear to attack Ofra.

“Try if you can..” murmured Ofra.

The two of them were friends before. Ofra knew what his former comrade would do while preparing his weapon. Ofra felt that the commander of the enemy was a talented fighter, but no less and no more. The battlefield is where all possibilities can happen.

“Take it!” the spear of an Arevelk contingent commander leads to one of Ofra's four open wheeled carts.

But Ofra can predict that the attack will happen.

The clinking sound was created when the sword of Ofra and the spearhead of the commander of the Arevelk contingent collided.

“Basic can't think long!” exciting Ofra. “You and all of the commanders of Arevelk should know that the Alliance is the truest and most profitable. I will win this battle, and join the Alliance after becoming the next king. When it happened, the land called Indonesia was nothing but ashes and a sea of blood!”

Ofra focused the strength of both of his arms on the swing of his sword. He swung his sword upward with all his might, and threw the spear of the commander of the Arevelk contingent upwards with unreasonable force. Then, he floated his next slash to cut off the neck of the Arevelk commander.

The headless neck spurted a lot of blood, while the commander-in-chief Arevelk rolled on the ground like a coconut.

“You must be a bastard named Ofra?!” after successfully killing an enemy commander, a strange green-clothed warrior without metal armor ran towards him while fighting the rebel infantry with unique martial arts.

He was young, with black messy hair, and a sharp gaze. Although without a long sword and metal armor, and with a dead cigarette in the mouth, Nio was far more savage than the cavalrymen who floated their spears to Nio. If you approach Nio unprepared, he will tear you to the smallest pieces, which is the rumor spread in the ears of a number of contingent commanders Arevelk and Yekirnovo.

The shotgun and pistol Nio carried felt very futile as he chose to fight using the sword Sakuya gave him in the right hand and the standard carambit in the left hand. He with a watchful expression avoided one by one the spears that were thrust towards his head. This time, Ofra saw how to fight warriors ‘otherworld’ from a distance of 20 meters. That green warrior was clearly stronger than the best cavalry.

Nio slashed the neck of a rebellious infantry soldier using his carambit, then shouted, “So you're the jerk that got Sigiz into trouble?!”

“Indeed! I am Ofra, the one who will be the next king. I will make Arevelk fight alongside the Alliance! I saw if you were a wild warrior yourself. Let me know what your name is!”

“Dogs like you should already know my name. I'm the one who's already made a dying Hero of Anger. A TRIP officer and commander of the 12th Team. Nio!”

“Ohh, then say goodbye to your subordinates and your family, because I will kill you!”

Nio's mouth still flanking the dead cigarette smiled, then said, “Do it if you can, dog!” he shouted fiercely.

“Prepare yourself, Green Pig!” yell Ofra.

“Hmm, that's an interesting nickname,” Nio put on a face like a thinking genius.

But, Nio really thought that it was a very interesting nickname, after seeing how the elites treated the soldiers.

Ofra's height while standing on the open wagon became three meters. With ten horses and a wagon wall capable of withstanding the darts, it made Ofra's defense very difficult to resist.

Ofra go first. As Nio dodged the pace of his ten-horse-drawn carriage, he saw the man jump up and stand behind him. Unlike the regular infantry troops, Nio was much faster. Its capabilities exceed ordinary infantry, which could possibly be called ‘elit’.

Then, a high-pitched twang rang out as the two swords clashed.

Nio knew that the man in front of him had height and strength surpassing him.

The average height of the Arevelk and Yekirnovo armies was about 180 to 190 centimeters, with an average male height of 175 centimeters. Nio chose to fight Ofra with strength and speed. There was a huge difference in the speed of the 178 centimeter tall warrior against the large man with strong metal armor protecting the body as high as 193 centimeters. That speed affects the momentum and impact of the attack.

Nio floated a few slashes that made it difficult for Ofra to fend them off because it was fast and strong enough. “What is this?!” Ofra considers if Indonesian soldiers can only fight from a distance like cowards, very surprised and can only hold a weapon without dropping it while holding a series of attacks Nio.

What was even more shocking was how Nio used a small weapon in his quick fight. Some parts of Ofra's body were injured by Nio's small knife.

Ofra is captivated by her skills using small arms. If the two of them were not in this kind of situation, he would have immediately invited Nio to become his subordinate.

Still, this is a battlefield. There is no time for such a shadow.

The horse that pulled the cart suddenly turned, making Nio slant and almost flung.

“Prepare yourself!” Ofra raised her sword overhead, seeing the opportunity to take Nio's head.

“Prepare for what?!” Nio shouted back.

With a swing that felt enough to split the human body, Ofra smiled as he imagined making Nio's head souvenir.

Nio's eyes showed shock. He did not expect to meet again with such a huge sword.

Nio was able to withstand Ofra's slash, and continued exchanging lightning strikes on the oncoming open cart.

“It turns out that soldiers like you also learn swordsmanship?!” Ofra asked with a mocking face.

“You are not the only army that can use the sword!”

To be sure, since the connection of the two worlds, the way of fighting the two worlds was also different. As a member of the elite forces, Nio is required to bring out all of his pent-up abilities, including the art of fighting using weapons and bare hands. Guns still have some weaknesses that swords or other sharp weapons do not have.

After that, the two soldiers resumed their quick fight.

Due to the ferocity of their battle, the armies of both armies did not dare to approach to help. Without skillful abilities, the chances of dying in vain in the middle of a battle of two raging warriors were immense.

Nio and Ofra's sword fight on top of the oncoming open cart lasted for quite a while, making both of them tired, the grip on the hilt of each weapon began to weaken, and the visible result was probably a draw.

The speed of the two is almost the same. But there was a marked difference in their physical strength.

Having heavier weapons adds weight to the attack, plus good protection.Taking that into account, both are very comparable. On the other hand, Nio each had a mainstay weapon that was still resting.

As the fight went on, Nio was increasingly overwhelmed by the powerful attacks from the great sword Ofra. When he had to fend off the horizontal slash from Ofra, Nio focused his strength on his arm. Ofra has launched more attacks to date, making her even more confident.

While fighting on a speeding wagon, Nio increasingly has trouble keeping his balance, plus has to withstand every attack of Ofra. He fell to the floor of the wagon, losing his balance.

Ofra did not waste this opportunity. He gathered all his strength for the final attack, and used the off-balance Nio as an opportunity to end the fight.

“Whaa?!” Nio's surprised.

“Haah!!” Ofra swung her greatsword, preparing to split Nio's body.

The reaction Nio showed was closer to a desperate effort. He jumped off the wagon, and Ofra's swinging sword shattered the floor of the wagon where Nio had previously been. The flakes flying in all directions made Nio shudder as he floated in the air.

Nio rolled a few meters, then thrust out his sword to stop his spinning body. That was not what Nio thought. Although he was young, he only followed the growing instinct of so much experience on the battlefield.

“Njing!” nio Ompat.

Because it landed correctly, the impact that Nio received can be minimized, but that does not mean there is no impact. Nio's face showed an expression of pain. If he landed the wrong way, it was certain that Nio would receive a severe injury. Still, the situation that Nio was getting was still unfavorable.

“I guess, this means I won,” The corner of Ofra's mouth was lifted as he switched his weapon to a five-meter-long spear, and pointed it at Nio.

“I gave you the nickname Hero of the Green Pig! You really have unique fighting skills! If you were born in this world, we would probably be close associates.”

Ofra praised Nio as highly as possible. After all, although he was quite arrogant, Ofra considered Nio to have the ability to actually defeat Heroes.

Nio looked at Ofra in silence. There are thousands of people who hope for him. Although the situation he was in was unfavorable, Nio did not lose his fighting spirit.

Nio calmed down. Even so, the experience he had was not comparable to Ofra's. And the difference in infantry strength with the soldiers who were in the carts was huge.

More than all the advantages of rifles, Nio did not want to always rely on the technology. He wanted to improve his fighting skills and experience without firearms. He knew, no matter how much grueling fight one had gone through, earning praise from the enemy, Nio could not let any negligence rule over him.

The injured wild boar, had become even more ferocious. Nio apologized to his shotgun and pistol for not getting too involved in this battle.

Ofra bluntly, “This was the most memorable fight of my life! Do you want to be my subordinate after your defeat?!”

Ofra attacked Nio from above his wagon.

Ofra still holds the warrior etiquette to end the suffering of other warriors. Ofra swung her spear with all her might towards Nio's heart.

“What?!”

The next moment, something that happened to Ofra greatly shocked him. The sight he saw made Ofra doubt whether it was genuine.

On the other hand, Hevaz and Sigiz felt a strange aura belonging to someone. The gripping, bloodthirsty aura was only possessed by the best combat mages.

“Without the test he was supposed to go through, it seems like God Blessing for the Hero of Hope has been accepted Mr. Nio,” Hevaz said after beheading the enemy.

The pattern on Nio's sword glowed bluish in color, making Ofra's spear eyes split apart easily like cutting tofu when Nio was intending to hold back his attack. The slashed spear eyes scratched Nio's forehead, creating a new wound.

“Indeed, the power that the Hope Hero gets is not as strong magic power as other Heroes. However, when he sensed something that made his feelings disturbed, they would fight like a God of War. The true strength of the Hope Hero will appear after the Great War Period reaches the final stage.”

Hevaz fought more and more seriously while muttering that.

“Haaaaa!” with a loud and raspy cry, Nio stomped his boots pad and jumped into the air. He held the Alliance's Hero-given sword high above his head, then swung it down.

“Sial!!” Ofra immediately grabbed his sword to resist Nio's attack. However, even his greatsword was not enough to stop his enemy's radiant sword. And with the unreasonable strength of Nio, his sword Ofra had easily split apart and stuck it on his shoulder.

Then, a terrifying sound of cut flesh sounded.

Ofra's right arm was lying on the ground, with blood rushing from the cutting spot. Then, Nio's face looked much different than before.

“I don't care what nickname you give this guy! If I had willed, this war would have been the cover of all wars!”

Nio's voice changed abruptly, and it was getting heavier than before. Sure enough, Nio was currently controlled by something, or maybe someone?

“He! Mr Ofra has been killed!” a rebel soldier shouted.

“Cannot be! Mr Ofra, he was defeated by that green warrior?!”

“Retreat, we can't possibly win this fight!”

The rebel forces let out a miserable lament. They were thrown into chaos at the death of the commander they respected, who was hailed as the best commander.

The remaining rebel soldiers retreated and sped away.

“Aaa .. ouch!” Nio suddenly fell down, and propped up his body with his sword and posed on his knees. He wrinkled his face from the overwhelming dizziness, then put on a puzzled expression as the entire Rebel Extinguishing Force soldiers cheered.

“Hmph! So I can't make Arevelk fight alongside the Alliance, and destroy the Guild, huh. Shit, I really want to see the future victory that I will achieve with the Alliance! But, dying at the hands of a warrior like him, this was not a despicable failure.”

“It should be like that. You should be happy to fight with the God of War who gave Mr. Nio a little of his strength, said Hevaz who landed on the side of Ofra's weak body, and looked at Nio who was confused by what happened.

“That means, he really is the promised Hero of Hope?” Ofra smiled, then closed her eyes forever.

Nio looked at Hevaz who was standing beside Ofra who was lying down, and seemed motionless even though the enemy was nearby. Nio felt Ofra was dead, with the sword evidence still staining blood. He still did not understand with the happy cheers of the soldiers, and Ofra was dead.

Then, Sigiz approached Nio and said, “Thank you for your sword, Mr. Nio. It as a symbol if we manage to deal with this problem.”

Nio had considered Ofra a mighty enemy, with the original plan being to bring the rebel commander alive to be tried by Sigiz. But in the end, Nio realized that there was something in him that was capable of getting Ofra killed easily. As it was impossible with the power of his own, Ofra was killed in no time.

After praying inwardly for all the soldiers who had fought to fight for what they wanted to fight for, Nio raised his sword.

Lux who had previously fought desperately, knelt down with the sword as a buffer of her body. He smiled seeing Nio raise his sword, signifying victory for the right side, he said.