All My Summons Become Divine Girls

Chapter 293: The Counter-Offensive

The claimant-marked wagons rolled into the western field while four militia shield teams retreated ahead of an approaching Flint standard.

Hajin watched from behind Hans’s third-bell stake, keeping his Rings closed and the damaged Chains inside inventory.

Yenna held the northern reinforcement mouth, Orin planted survey rods along the quarry drainage, and Mara controlled the protected casualty corridor.

Mila stood beside Hans beneath a shielded signal frame, translating every route flag into one marked movement across his board.

None had received the comfortable task their guild standing might have purchased elsewhere, and none challenged Hans’s authority here.

The first red-knot company reached the abandoned supplies with its claimant clerk riding behind the forward spear line.

Aria counted fifty-one active soldiers beneath that standard, matching the estate sequence Uriel had extracted from the movement order.

"Last shield team is beyond the black ditch," Mila said, lowering one green marker, "the claimant clerk has entered behind them."

Hans kept his remaining hand away from the bell rope while the Flint captain spread soldiers around all three wagons.

The painted claim marks passed their first inspection, sending the clerk toward the center bed where false ration receipts waited.

Flint shields advanced after the withdrawing militia, expecting frightened defenders to abandon a supply line worth recovering.

The final company file crossed the orchard drainage cut before Hans looked toward Borin at the second bell post.

Borin had held the rope during the region’s first confused drill, when every cart moved toward the wrong shelter.

"Second bell," Hans said, dropping his route board, "close the rear and leave both surrender lanes visible."

Borin struck twice before a Flint bolt crossed the field and entered beneath his raised arm.

He fell beside the bell, but both notes had reached the road crews hidden below the drainage bank.

Workers pulled four axle pins together, dropping the claimant wagons across the company’s rear while shield teams closed both orchard gaps.

Sena led the southern closure, the same militia woman who had cut a broken cart free during the orchard evacuation.

She planted her shield beside the fallen wagon tongue while two spear rows formed through the space Hans had measured.

The trapped captain ordered an immediate breakout instead of testing either white surrender lane marked beside the pocket.

His first charge met crossbows from the irrigation bank and grounded spears behind Sena’s shield line.

Seven Flint soldiers died across that contact, while five more fell with wounds or broken limbs that ended their ability to fight.

Four militia defenders entered Mara’s corridor with serious wounds, carried on frames without turning the shield line toward them.

Hajin felt every impact pulling him beyond the gold stake, yet Hans’s third bell remained silent beside his open hand.

Loccy waited behind the farther wagon closure with her hammer grounded, holding the reserve boundary without entering the pocket.

"Ash-cord reserve turning north," Orin said, reading three survey rods, "they mean to cross Yenna’s reinforcement mouth."

Mila shifted their marker before the soldiers became visible through the orchard, giving Yenna the approach Hans had assigned.

Frost crossed the empty irrigation channel ahead of the reserve, raising a ridged barrier without touching anyone behind their standard.

"This sector stays closed," Yenna said, standing before the frozen channel, "find another road or wait for the bell."

The reserve halted outside her reach rather than committing against a top-five guild veteran across prepared ground.

Inside the pocket, the Flint captain redirected his remaining spear line toward the weaker southern wagon tongue.

Sena saw the turn and kicked its loose brace deeper, forcing the attackers through a gap narrower than two shields.

A sword entered above her collar before the brace settled, though her body kept the opening blocked until another shield replaced it.

Rell took that position, no longer the younger miner asking Hans when retreat drills would teach him how to strike.

He held his shield over Sena’s recovery frame while the next militia row attacked around both edges.

Four more Flint soldiers died in the compressed exchange, and eight dropped beneath disabling wounds or collapsed armor.

Six more Sixth defenders entered the casualty lane with serious injuries before a spear broke through Rell’s shield and chest.

Mara sent his frame onward despite the death mark, preserving the same route for two living defenders behind him.

Hajin opened neither Aegis nor a Ring while the militia replaced Rell’s position without waiting for his power.

Hans lifted a white board after the second breakout failed, ordering every militia weapon to hold outside immediate defense.

Uriel’s lamp uncovered behind the second barrier, and a speaking horn carried her voice across the enclosed field.

"I am Uriel Flint, recorded household witness," Uriel said, remaining behind cover, "drop your weapons and your names enter protected custody, not a burial roll."

Thirteen disabled soldiers lay beneath militia points, leaving twenty-seven armed Flint fighters facing eleven bodies from their own company.

Twenty-two placed weapons on the ground, then crossed separately through the northern surrender lane with both hands visible.

The captain and four remaining soldiers rejected the lane, raising their weapons toward the militia surrounding their broken formation.

"Last offer has passed," Hans said, lowering the white board, "front line receives the charge, rear line ends it."

Five attackers crossed the pocket together and died against overlapping spears before reaching another casualty frame.

The shield line stopped at their bodies, leaving every surrendered or disabled soldier untouched beyond the marked points.

One final Flint arrow struck from the ground before its wounded owner released the bow, seriously injuring two militia near the northern lane.

Mila held the route flags until every pocket commander reported, then placed the final counts beneath Hans’s board.

{Western opening reconciliation: 51 Flint combatants entered beneath one red-knot household standard.}

{Flint dead: 16. Surrendered: 22. Combat-disabled and captured: 13. Unreconciled: 0.}

{Sixth dead: Borin, Sena, Rell. New serious wounds: 12.}

Mara’s treatment carts collected the twelve living defenders before taking the thirteen disabled captives toward separate clinic lanes.

Yenna maintained the northern barrier while Orin confirmed the ash-cord reserve had withdrawn toward Corven’s registered path.

Neither senior Ranker had entered the opening pocket, although both had held the outside sectors that kept it from becoming another siege.

Aria reconciled the active forces only after militia custodians bound all thirty-five prisoners beneath Lana’s numbered receipts.

[ Opening pocket resolved ]

[ Hostile combatants killed by regional militia: 16 ]

[ Hostile combatants surrendered or combat-disabled: 35 ]

[ Hajin combat participation: none ]

[ Active Summon combat participation: none ]

[ EXP gained: 0 ]

[ Active Flint siege force: 1,071 ]

[ Sixth campaign ledger: 24 deceased / 71 serious injuries ]

[ Hajin Ring Progress: 23,710,000 / 25,000,000 EXP — unchanged ]

Hans inspected the cleared surrender lanes before looking toward Hajin’s reserve marker beyond the pocket.

"The opening belongs to us," Hans said, taking the third bell rope, "now Dreth must answer on ground he did not choose."

The third bell released Hajin from the gold stake while militia custody teams held every weapon stacked behind him.