I, the Villain, Want to Save Myself, But the Yandere Heroines Disagree
Chapter 82 - Great Victory (10/13)

As expected, the elite unit of Antica, the Black Army, had somehow managed to get to the periphery, and with the help of the accompanying mages, had illuminated the entire battlefield.

In the center of the battlefield, Martin shouted excitedly after seeing the flares suddenly rise into the sky.

“Reinforcements have arrived! Soldiers, our reinforcements have arrived!”

Hearing what the enemy called “reinforcements have arrived”, they immediately realized, the enemy had come.

They were now in a state of being attacked from both sides, which made the already low morale of the Napoli army, which was originally acting against their comrades, even lower. Coupled with Martin’s previous verbal offensive, it caused many soldiers to develop quite a bit of disgust towards Garibaldi himself.

“I’ve served until now, and my pay is only two copper coins. Shooting two arrows in battle is enough to be worthy of the General.”

Many people, carrying this kind of thought, upon seeing the enemy’s heavy cavalry charge, were scared out of their wits, and then immediately began retreating.

To say they were retreating was being generous; their current unorganized and undisciplined state could only be considered a rout.

Garibaldi looked at the situation where his army was collapsing like a mountain, and felt a pang of regret.

If he hadn’t promoted Martin in the first place, none of these disgusting things would have happened.

But now, the front line couldn’t hold. The most important thing was to escape.

Thinking this, Garibaldi shouted loudly, “Adjutant, you are now in charge of holding the front line and covering my retreat!”

However, no one responded to him.

“Adjutant?!” Garibaldi shouted a few more times. Then he suddenly remembered that the adjutant had apparently gone to deliver food to Martin earlier.

Then, if Martin had escaped now, it meant the adjutant...

Helplessly, Garibaldi himself led the surrounding guards and retreated first. The Napoli army, having lost its highest commander, collapsed even faster than a mountain. It couldn’t resist the Antica army for long before being defeated.

And at this moment, the adjutant whom Garibaldi had been thinking about was trembling with fear, looking at Waltz standing before him, his teeth still chattering.

“Um... Mr. Waltz, no... Brother Waltz, Grandpa Waltz, let’s talk properly...”

There was nothing he could do. Waltz had rested for a while and had recovered his strength, and was holding a long sword in his hand. The adjutant, on the other hand, was tied to a chair with his hands behind his back, not daring to move.

“Oh, so you realize who’s in charge now?” Waltz said this, laughing.

“Come, look. All these scars, big and small, on my body, how many of them did you give me?”

“This... This wasn’t my fault... I was forced to... The General made me do it...”

“You’re bringing up your General again, are you?” Waltz said this, put down his sword, and punched the adjutant directly in the face.

The lean adjutant took the punch and was knocked down to the ground with the chair.

“Grandpa Waltz, please, if hitting me makes you feel better, then hit me a few more times. It’s best if you take out all the anger you had before on me.”

The adjutant was almost speaking in a pleading tone.

“Oh, so you’re afraid of death too? You seemed incredibly arrogant when you were interrogating me, didn’t you?”

Saying this, Waltz fiercely kicked the adjutant in the stomach several times, until the adjutant was curled up beside a soldier’s body, trembling. Only then did he temporarily stop.

There was no way this matter could be resolved just like this. That would be too easy on this adjutant who relied on the General’s power.

And just as Waltz was taking a break and preparing to act again, the adjutant seized this opportunity. He pulled a sword from the body of a soldier nearby and used the blade to cut a slit in his ropes.

“Hmm? What are you doing?” Waltz saw the adjutant’s body wriggling and felt something was wrong. He quickly stepped forward, preparing to stop the adjutant, but the other party had already cut the ropes and quickly rolled away, dodging Waltz’s attack.

“Go to hell!” The adjutant threw the chair at Waltz, causing the latter to stumble. Then, he directly tackled Waltz to the ground, climbed onto him, and fiercely squeezed his neck.

“Die!” The adjutant said this with all his strength, trying to choke Waltz to death. But he was inexperienced in battle and very thin and weak. Even though Waltz was injured at this moment, he could still use all his strength to wrap his hands around the adjutant’s thin neck.

“The one who should die... is you...” Waltz squeezed out these few words from his throat. Then he widened his eyes and used all his strength to choke the adjutant’s neck.

The two of them remained in this standoff. Finally, Waltz felt the pressure on his neck suddenly decrease. Then, the adjutant’s body fell limply to the ground, completely silent.

Waltz lay on the ground, looking up at the sky.

He was also not feeling well at this moment. It was as if stars were appearing before his eyes. The relief of surviving made him feel light all over, as if he was about to float up into the air the next second.

However, having avenged his great grudge, there was probably nothing that could make him happier than this.

...

The battle continued until the next day.

After the main camp was breached, the Napoli army’s defense line in Florence instantly collapsed. In this battle, Napoli had deployed one hundred thousand soldiers, and ultimately less than ten thousand returned.

Romulus City, Giovanni looked at Garibaldi, who was standing before him, silent with his head lowered. He sighed helplessly.

“General Garibaldi, I know that the defeat is not your fault. The enemy was too cunning and used a stratagem to cause discord.”

“Thank you for your understanding, Your Grace. I humbly request that Your Grace allocate me another army. I will definitely redeem myself through meritorious service!”

“That won’t be necessary. Currently, the duchy does not have many soldiers capable of fighting. After the rich land in the north fell, the land in the south is mostly farmland and pastures. We only need to defend Romulus City for now. However, none of this should concern you anymore.”

“Your Grace, are you dismissing me from my position? No, Your Grace. I have served in the military for so many years. I have only lost this one battle. Even if I have no merit, I have worked hard.” Hearing Giovanni’s words, Garibaldi instantly felt something was wrong. He immediately knelt down and began to plead for himself.

But Giovanni just shook his head.

“That’s not it, General Garibaldi. Do you think I don’t know your status in the military? It’s just that this battle was lost too tragically. It seems the losses inflicted on the enemy were only a fraction of ours, right? This kind of responsibility cannot be borne by me, can it?”

“...I understand,” Garibaldi nodded. He knew that no matter how much he pleaded next, he would definitely not be able to keep his military position. However, fortunately, he had profited quite a bit during his time in the military, so his retirement life would definitely not be bad.

It was also good that he was leaving the military. He could live a stable life now.

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