I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

One had to realise that they were fighting without preparation, against enemies they didn't know, and in a terrain they weren't familiar with!

They just had such confidence in how effective their tactics were, even to the extent of crushing any enemy even in such disadvantageous situations.

It was quite impressive! But it was far from enough to deal with me.

"Keep firing at those high up," I knew this was a good tactic, but it had one fatal flaw.

It depends on the collaborative work of the three parts of their forces. Whenever one part was threatened or cornered, the other two would step in.

But if one part was taken away, prevented from intervening to help, then the other two would be at great danger. And when that part would be the aerial and most agile part of their army, then the other two would be like sitting ducks.

After all… Who said they were just the only ones here who got flying forces?

I pointed at the direction of their flying forces and ordered my fallen gods to keep them away. Then it was time to show them my retaliation.

"Go, rain down your fiercest attacks down at the ground forces," I pointed towards the direction of the ground force who thought they were protected by the deep trench that separated them from my forces.

"Come out!" then those who I called back were summoned again, "push forward! Don't stop until I say so."

Just when they thought they created a tough situation for me and my forces, they were faced with such fierce retaliation from my forces.

The fallen gods kept their flying army busy and away while my dragons started messing with their ground forces. As for those who dug such a big trench, they were attacked fiercely by my forces.

Soulers flashed and kept killing them, while those on the edge of that deep trench kept attacking from far, creating more havoc.

During the next one hour, I estimated their losses to be in hundreds of thousands. I didn't stop the attack, even when my forces controlled the trench zone completely and pushed the underground forces of theirs to escape.

The ground forces took most of the heavy hammer from my forces. As their flying units were cleared off the board, the rest was just a simple carnage.

"Lay down your weapons and stop fighting and you'll get spared," after one more hour, I shouted through my horn, "or else I'll keep tearing your forces to shreds in cold blood. I already got what I needed to know, and nothing else can be added of value by leaving you alive."

I wasn't totally honest here. Well, I got to know how they fought and which tactic they used. It wasn't an easy one, and I needed my forces to train on such tactics and better for many Hescos to be leading them in that.

However, if they didn't follow my orders, it was better to get rid of such annoyance and dangerous forces before they'd create trouble for me.

But luckily they got little logic inside their minds. When they saw there was no way out of here, and my forces kept crushing them at all fronts, they finally resigned to their fate.

"We surrender!"

It just came from one direction, the direction of those forces at the sky, the ones that kept pressured by my fallen gods no matter how hard they tried to get away from such pressure.

And with that simple shout, all of the forces down below started to lay down their weapons and stop fighting.

"Stop and retreat!" and with such a move of theirs, I matched it with my decisive order for my forces to retreat.

I didn't call my warriors back yet. After all, I still had to see what they had in their minds.

To be honest, the way they stopped fighting and listened to that single shout was worthy of admiration.

They weren't just well trained, they were also well organised and respected their chain of command.

Such organised and well behaving forces was something I looked at and wished my entire forces would grow up to be like them.

"Whoever spoke, step forward now," I held my horn and said to those Hescos.

They lost close to one million during these past hours. My side lost much more, but in general I didn't feel that bitter about such losses at my side.

It was a price worth paying. I got the chance to see those legendary Hescos in real fights. And I had to be clear, they were really quite terrifying.

Without proper preparation before facing them, dealing with these would grow to be a headache. Even if they came into my turf and fought my forces there, they'd still get the upper hand.

"So… A human? Are you sure?!!"

In the next few minutes, a group of almost a thousand came closer to my chariot.

They were all from the flying legion. Their suits all got scars and wounds, tears and cuts here and there. I even got to see faint yellow drops of some sort of liquid oozing from a few deep ones.

It must be their blood.

"I'm Hye, your new lord," I said without caring about that remark about me being a human, "from now on, you are going to serve me."

"A human? Tsk! How did we end up serving a mere human?"

"Oglak, please stop this madness right now and let's all die in honour!"

"Serving a weakling will end up making us weak!"

"We are going to die anyway, so let's die with honour and with our heads raised higher than lowering it to such a weak and pathetic human."

"Silence!"

All kinds of comments came, and they were all ugly. Most of those who came with Oglak seemed to adopt the idea of rejecting my offer and dying instead of serving me.

But with a single shout, all of them went into silence. A remarkable respect to the chain of command indeed.