I, the Villain, Want to Save Myself, But the Yandere Heroines Disagree
Chapter 82 - Great Victory (2/13)

Martin looked at Litte before him in disbelief.

He had been convinced that it was a great opportunity before, because a person in mid-air could not move their body. But he had forgotten that Litte knew magic, and through magic, he could perform actions that defied common sense.

“There’s nothing I can do,” Martin said this, sighing.

“You can take my life now, or you can let me go back. The choice is yours.”

“According to our previous agreement, you just need to have your army retreat,” Litte said this, lowering the sword in her hand.

Martin was also very honorable. Seeing Litte lower her sword, he also put his sword away, indicating he would not pose a threat to Litte.

The Antica army side saw their commander win and were naturally overjoyed, while the Napoli army side, seeing that Martin, who could fight like a demon on the battlefield, couldn’t even defeat the other party, also became timid.

More than ten minutes had passed since the two started fighting. If there hadn’t been the previous conversation and the subsequent duel, this thousand-man unit would have likely already dispersed.

“There’s nothing to say. I lost the bet,” Martin spread his hands helplessly, then turned to look at his unit.

“Brothers, we cannot defeat this unit. For the sake of your lives, let us retreat back to the main camp to rest and regroup. We will plan again later.”

With this command, the soldiers quickly put down their raised weapons and then orderly followed Martin out of here.

“Young Master Litte... is it alright to just let them go like that?” Virgil walked up at this moment, looking at the departing peasant army, and asked Litte beside him in confusion.

“Of course it’s alright,” Litte said this, as if still immersed in the exhilarating battle just now. She let out a long breath, then said, “Orson once advised me that attacking the city is inferior to attacking the heart.”

“This peasant army is only a little over a thousand strong. Even if they retreat, the blow to us won’t be that significant. On the contrary, it was only when I was talking to their commander just now that I realized that what we had done before was not enough.”

“Not enough?” Virgil asked in confusion.

“We have clearly reduced taxes in the occupied territories, and maintained good governance and security. Even so, is what we’ve done not enough?”

“Mm, indeed not enough,” Litte nodded. “At least, from their perspective, their decision to abandon resistance is not solely based on what we have done.”

“They also need to see what their superiors will do. Only when the actions of their superiors disappoint them will they lay down their weapons and choose to resist,” Litte said this, and then continued to analyze.

“Virgil, look. This army is clearly meant to be an army defending the outer line. If we were to deploy troops normally, the first unit to engage the enemy, even if not the most elite unit, would still be a unit that is above a certain standard, right? But the enemy did not do that. This unit, from equipment to morale, is completely like a peasant army, which is what we commonly call a third-line unit, cannon fodder.”

“Generally speaking, cannon fodder is placed in between regular army units, following the regular army in charges, so that morale does not collapse. However, this unit was able to reach the front line, and was even placed alone on the outermost layer, which indicates that the commander did not want them to survive.”

“So, as long as they realize this point, they will easily understand that they have been betrayed. At that time, they will help us.”

“I truly didn’t expect you, Young Master Litte, to be able to think of this level,” Virgil did not hesitate to praise him.

“Hehe, Orson told me all of this. You don’t need to be so surprised, Virgil,” Litte heard Virgil say this and smiled shyly.

“...Young Master Litte, you have truly grown a lot,” Virgil said this, his eyes filled with satisfaction.

“If you’re going to praise someone, praise Orson. He is the one who taught me well.”

“However, this army is only about a thousand strong in total, and they are mostly peasant troops. Even if they betray, the reward we get doesn’t seem like much.”

“Virgil, sometimes, doing things is not solely about the return. Although there are only a thousand of them, they are still a thousand lives. We cannot save people on the direct battlefield, but in this situation, being able to make more people repent is also a good thing for the ruler who will eventually be rooted here.”

“Who the future ruler will be seems to have nothing to do with us either, does it?”

“Mm... who knows?” Litte said this, vaulted onto her horse, and continued leading the army forward to take over this position.

...

Martin led his army in retreat. On the way back, he ran into Waltz, who was coming with reinforcements.

“Martin? What’s going on with you?” Waltz saw the retreating army. Although they were retreating, they were orderly and their formation was intact. It didn’t look like they had fought a losing battle at all.

More importantly, their numbers had not decreased, and there were no signs of casualties among the personnel.

Could it be that they hadn’t even fought?

“Waltz, is this the reinforcement you brought?” Martin said this, looking at the unit behind Waltz.

“Ah... because other fronts were also attacked, there simply weren’t many troops that could be spared from the rear. I could only hurry over with the General’s guard unit.”

“I see... then there’s nothing we can do,” Martin heard Waltz say this and sighed helplessly.

“By the way, Martin, what about you? What happened?”

Martin told Waltz about his bet with Litte. Waltz heard this and sighed.

“Sigh, well, I guess it’s for the best. Otherwise, if I had brought five hundred people over now, it would probably have been to collect your bodies.” He said this, patting Martin’s shoulder.

“It’s alright. It doesn’t matter that you lost. The brothers’ lives were saved. As long as the green hills are still there, there is no need to worry about firewood. Just this matter, you must not let the people above know. Otherwise, they will think you colluded with the enemy and imprison you.”

“I know that, of course,” Martin heard this and nodded. He then returned to the main camp with everyone.

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