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The gloomy dawn is brighter, and the pale blues are kicking off the edge of the night. The stars were slowly covering their tracks, and a single bright light was about to wake from sleep to illuminate Nuri.
Albrecht looks up at the sky from a distance from the seriousness. The slowly changing sky was beautiful, profound, and magnificent.
Albrecht knew that with heavy celestial movements unimaginable, bicycles and circles changed day and night, and seasons changed. Suddenly, I wondered what that meant.
The sun is just dust in that vast universe, the planet you're living on, and me again.
My guilt is plagued by misery and disgust, the violent struggle and the battles of countless lives, the great dreams, the carnage. What does all this mean?
Albrecht asked himself a puberty question, but he still couldn't answer it even when he was old.
Maybe there was no answer in the first place. If there is an answer, what does it mean?
However, anger and repentance, love and friendship, suffering and salvation, sin and punishment, uncleanness and compassion, wandering and stability. It was clear that these things had created Albrecht himself.
They were either a scar or a light or a shadow. Adding meaning to this was another problem.
Albrecht did not justify or give meaning to his beliefs. Now that I've come to this conclusion, I'm just curious. What does all this mean?
The dawn breeze blows over Albrecht's hair. The soft touch of the wind feels much better in the scar. The sky was getting brighter. Albrecht looked up from the sky and moved his gaze to earth.
Around them were Randolph, Jurgen, Rishar, and dozens of knights who gazed silently at their king.
The kings or monarchs of this world were fierce, cruel, and cruel in nature, but their kings were somewhat different.
Seeing the king meditating quietly, it seemed as if he had received revelation from God. The knights felt godliness and were inspired to say something unspeakable.
“Deploy the entire army. ”
The command falls from Albrecht's mouth. Richard climbs on his horse and runs to the grave. Albrecht sees ants crawling through the small grass. No matter how strong he was, he was either an ant or himself or dust.
The sound of the screams of the knights and infantry commanders echoes as if denying the calm of the morning approaching.
“Move faster! You dipshit! ”
“Look at this motherfucker? How do I know where your equipment is? ”
“I'll have my hands full with slowpokes! Then I'll eat your widow! ”
All kinds of profanity and obscenity poured out on the soldiers. Usually I get along well, but when I enter the field, I don't feel comfortable.
Soldiers liked swearing. My heart thumped just because I was dealing with 50,000 enemies.
At that moment, they saw a king with a bright light in his eyes. Somehow, I felt brave enough to live.
Albrecht is dressed in gold armor, and he runs around on his horse and watches over his soldiers without his helmet on.
When the sun came out completely, and the sky turned blue and it was a sudden morning, I entered the canyon from a predetermined base.
All troops marched through the canyons in an orderly fashion. Albrecht continues to run over the soldiers.
Hundreds of knights howl at the side of the soldiers.
“On your feet! He who breaks ranks will never escape the lash! ”
Of course not. But it was enough to scare me. Whipping, a punishment as a military law, used to tear the flesh off his back in one blow. I could not afford to be hit and live like a movie or drama. A few hits and he's really dead.
Albrecht's Northern Army had good welfare for soldiers, such as salaries or combat allowances, quality of meals, support for equipment, rewards for warriors, mercenaries, and survivors, but was just as vigorous.
A tenth of a million troops stomp on the gravel and fill the entire canyon.
By noon, the lead troops have left the canyon. You see 50,000 troops from afar. The soldiers' eyes tremble. I don't think this is it.
The infantry commanders seemed to like it, but tried not to tease it out on the outside. I heard it, but when I saw it with my own eyes, it was not a prank.
“Move quickly! I'll kill those savages right here! ”
“You want to be a coward! Let's move!”
The knights gallop on horseback and attack the soldiers. Soldiers continue to walk with inertia, rather than their will. The trained steps have allowed the soldier to move with integrity, regardless of their state of mind.
As the sun continues to rise, the troops make their way out of the canyon. The first wave is positioned to the far right, following the mountain, and they begin to form an oblique line from right to left.
When the enemies saw the Northern soldiers leaving the canyon, they were ready to fight. There was no big deal. I just made a vast army of warriors.
The length of the battlefield is incorrect. Even if it was okay with the left-wing river, it seemed like 50,000 enemies could only push forward and give out sides.
Albrecht and Randolph rush from the right, pushing the enemy to the left, forcing it to the length of the battlefield. Richard leads the infantry into a hammer and knocks the enemy into the river.
The reason for the formation was so that the right and left sides would meet the enemy first, and the center and left sides would meet the enemy as late as possible.
If Albrecht pushes the right side, or the left side of the enemy, the enemy will become confused and unable to concentrate properly and attack the center and left side.
Since the Northern Army has been training, it didn't take long to get a shape. However, it took quite a while to match the interval.
In the clear sky without a single cloud, the sun was almost to the mid heaven. The wind blows relentlessly and all sorts of flags are flying.
Albrecht runs in front of the soldiers with a red cloak. Given the soldiers' condition, you're not trembling with your spear in your hand. However, he was filled with anxiety.
“Eugene, give me the spear. ”
Yurgen gave the flag with the Hoen-Carltern crest on it. Albrecht keeps running ahead of the soldiers with his spear.
“Northern warriors! Your king speaks! ”
Albrecht thunders with a loud shout that vibrates the atmosphere. Albrecht's shout was God's rebuke to his enemies, and his allies had the power to inspire courage.
“I know you're scared! Everyone's afraid to die! So am I! Look at my face! Look at my scar! I could get hurt and die just like you! ”
Albrecht runs closer to the soldiers, as if to look at his face. The soldiers stare into the king's face.
There was definitely a scar. And now, the king has blue eyes as if the fire were burning.
“Overcome your fears! If you overcome your fears, nothing is impossible! I am Albrecht, who has struck 100,000 of Amas! The only reason I've never lost before is because I overcame fear! ”
It was 30,000, but it was known to the world as 100,000. To encourage the soldiers' morale, it was Albrecht who knew everything there was to say.
Albrecht vomited a flame that seemed to set the world ablaze with his mouth.
“I will fight with you! I'll fight you on the front line! Beyond death with courage! Then you will be victorious! You will be an unbeatable warrior who has defeated 50,000! Northern warriors! Follow me! ”
Without knights and soldiers, everyone's heart was pounding. And they could not keep their eyes off their king. Legendary warrior, invincible knight, general of defeat, god of war. He fights with us.
The light emanating from Albrecht's golden armor illuminates the soldiers as a light of courage.
Albrecht keeps running in front of the soldiers, swinging his spear up high. The flags of the family hang roughly.
“Follow me! ”
The most trained and professional army on the North continent was overwhelmed by one man. The soldiers look at the king, their eyes shaking in a different way than before.
Albrecht continues to shout. The trembling shout of heaven and earth echoes through the field.
“Follow me! ”
Finally, one of the soldiers screams without control of the beating heart.
“Follow His Majesty! ”
Then the soldiers shouted.
“Long live the King in the North! ”
“Let's take them down! ”
Albrecht sweeps his soldiers away with a furious look and shouts to the center.
“Wilhelm! Advance all forces! Blow the horn!”
Wilhelm's heart was beating as well. He followed the king across the continent to the eastern continent.
“What are you doing?! Don't blow the horn! ”
Wilhelm turns his back on the excitement and stops the trumpeters. The trumpeters blow thick, bashful horns that cover the field.
Boo, boo!
The whole army marches forward in an forward formation. Albrecht continues to run in front of the soldiers. At the right interval, I would lead the knights to the right.
The Bedukints were simply overwhelmed by a march of swords with an orderly army. Aren't we outnumbered? 50,000?
“The king! The king's army! ”
The Bedouins are frightened and frightened as they approach with repeated shouts that the enemy cannot understand. I did not live up to the strengths of the Bedouins.
Particularly, the golden man in the armor of light was not a man. I couldn't live with myself because he was out in front of me.
The number 50,000 was poisoned. Without a general commander, without a system, everyone wanted someone else to take the first step and fight.
Albrecht races to the right, at a reasonable interval.
“Randolph!”
Albrecht calls his disciple, friend and faithful Randolph a loud cry.
Randolph leads the Knights away from the right-hand side. Albrecht joins them by his side and naturally runs to the top.
I put on my helmet and lowered my mask. A white and red drink tucked tightly into the helmet flies back violently. You clasp your spear in your armpits and charge towards your enemies. The blue eyes of Albrecht reveal King Otto's army.
Those bastards, they were trembling with fear like they were about to leave right now. Should we run? Should we hold out? Albrecht reaches the edge while they hesitate.
Albrecht becomes one with Linderhorn and puts his entire body weight on the line.
The explosive speed of the Linderhorn and the power of Albrecht are at one point, and unbelievable things happen.
Kwazzik! Puebuck!
Hostiles are trampled on and knocked down by the Linderhorn, and there are five stitches in Albrecht's spear.
Those who were pierced by the spear fainted not immediately, but were soon to die.
The Knights that followed soon ran into the hostiles.
Quasizig!
In a single charge, King Otto's army is shattered.
Albrecht hurls his spear, pulls his axe out, and raises it high, screaming like a thunderbolt in the sky.
“Fire them up! ”
It was the cry in the battle of Eijas Plain. Then, without looking back, the enemy begins to stumble.
At that time, I saw a knight in chained armor and a circus coat without a horse. I was wearing a shabby crown helmet, but it seemed to be Otto. He stares blankly at Albrecht. I felt sorry for the sword in my hand.
“Blame yourself! ”
Albrecht shouts and slaps the axe. With the crown helmet, Otto died split from his head to his chest.
Albrecht focuses on breakthroughs rather than killing his enemies. You strike back at the enemies and block their retreat.
Then the enemy is at least friendly.) fled to their right to join these many Bedouins.
Later, the right wing of the arriving Union begins to coil to the left. Enemies continue to flock to their right.
With a slanted forward formation, the centre and left sides remained little to encounter the enemy.
The Bedouins begin to tangle with their comrades coming from their left. Some rush towards the center to see if they can't handle it.
“Oh!”
“Irmin is watching! ”
“Kill the enemies and sacrifice them! ”
The strength was good, but 50,000 were not systematically charged. Some stayed where they were, and some were attacked by brave warriors. It was middle heat.
The sling and pillum bearers rush forward to throw stones or javelins at the northern army, but hundreds of arrows spill out of the sky.
Pufferbuck!
I don't know if the shield-bearers will stop them and cooperate in attacking the rest, but they don't. You can't even throw a few, and the ducklings fall down with arrows.
The center of the northern army advances vigorously, under the protection of archers. Then I finally encountered the enemy.
“Stab!”
“Whoa!”
Soldiers stabbed and pulled out their spears under the orders of the infantry commanders. Hundreds of spears stab like a single body, killing the enemies second, as if pushing them away with force.
Enemy charge slows down. I don't think I can penetrate the hedgehog's wall. Hundreds of arrows fly in again.
Buzz-bug!
The fallen dodo kints roll to the floor. Allies trampled to death in the chaos of Central Heating.
“I'm still alive! ”
“Don't step on it! ”
They try to get off the battlefield, crouching or limping to live, but they fall uncontrollably, bumping into each other, etc.
The Bedouins are still showing what happens when they attack without a formation. They were tangled, excited and undisturbed.
The one trying to escape is blocked by an ally coming behind, and the one trying to attack is blocked by the one trying to escape. He falls on the floor and falls to his feet.
For a while, you knock your enemies from the right, thrust them toward the river, and the center is also helping them with the right. The sun continued to curve time.
The northern army's left wing was surprisingly quiet. After reaching the target point as planned, you just hold on tight. The corpses of the enemies are piled up like mountains in front of the Northern Hemisphere warriors.
The Bedukints dared not attack with their expressions. Herman sits on a pile of dead bodies resting on his sword. I covered myself in blood.
“A little bit? ”
Hermann looks at Harolf and Gunnar sitting next to him and says, They were also covered in blood.
“You, too.”
Gunnar said it was his first conversation with Herman. Herman wipes off the blood with his big hand. Then he gazed at his enemies. The conversation did not continue.
Then you hear a loud noise from a distance to the right and turn your head toward it. From that end, the right-wing hordes of enemies rush in.
I wonder how far you've driven them. The soldiers in the middle tire of killing the enemy, but they can't raise their spears anymore.
Wilhelm wanted to alternate forward and backward heat. Then I needed some time. If we did the wrong shift, our allies could get tangled up like enemies.
“Lord Erbin, I think we need to shift the men in front of us to the rear. Can you buy us some time?”
Herbin was watching the whole battlefield, so he didn't have to tell me.
“I'll charge right away. ”
Then you lead the knights to the center and to the right. You lunge into the center from the side of the 500 knights, or else the confused enemies are pushed out of their minds.
The knights set fire to the snow and began to slaughter the Bedouins. The sword, iron mace and axe swing violently, and the poorly armed meadowkins simply fall down miserably.
It's a crystal blow. It's chaotic and tiring, but the vigorous knights suddenly lose their will to fight as they charge forward.
“I want to go home! ”
“Mom!"
I started running away, shouting my desperate cries. However, it was not easy to get tangled up with an ally who was pushed from their left.
“Get out of the way!"
“Get out of my way! ”
Suddenly, they came out to fight each other with fists.
Albrecht and Randolph sweep behind enemy lines and block them. The Bedouins can't run back, they're just headed down the river.
When the sun was late in the afternoon past the Mediterranean, the ducklings on the far left stepped on the river in a splash.
I tried to get out of the river, but I couldn't get out because of my flock of clouds. Rather, the allies continue to push in. Then they had a heartbeat. You're not going to drown like this, are you?
“Don't push! Don't push me!”
“Go ahead! Forward, please! ”
“Mom! Awesome! I want my mommy! ”
The warrior's soul disappears, and the mournful cry begins to spread. The beadukints that covered the river were literally Abigail. Over 50,000 people cried out in the fields.
“Stab!”
“Whoa!”
The Northern soldiers, however, kept pushing, and Albrecht pushed harder with Randolph. You scrape the surface of the enemy like a peel of an onion.
Albrecht flexes his axe and runs upward, cutting off the bodies of his enemies and jumping up into the air. The enemy is pushed further into the river to escape Albrecht.
The Bedukints crowd around the river so much that they almost drown, and suddenly, the drowning begins to emerge.
Finally, the northern army surrounded the Vidoukin with a river lid.
Splash, splash!
“Phew! Phew! Sa, help me! ”
“I can't swim! ”
I didn't know most of them could swim, but I knew some would, so I decided to swim and run. However, the allies do not hold back like water demons.
Moreover, it was not an environment where people and corpses could already tangle and swim properly. Only a few of them were able to escape from the subgroup, but even so, the strength was wide and the majority of them were drowned.
Herman, Hrrolf and Gunnar lead the warriors and soldiers of the northern hemisphere, then start the slaughter again.
Once again, the enemy is pushed toward the river. More enemies drown in the river than kill and stab with weapons. Later on, I was able to walk a little on the body in the river.
The sun began to set, and the red curtain fell over the world. But more red blood covered the riverside, and the bodies piled up into mountains. An immeasurable number of people were drowned and floated in the river or swept away by the currents.
“Sa, help me! Help me!”
The rest of the Bedouins are still covered in blood and dirt. They look dirty and say things they can't understand. However, I was able to guess what it meant because I was on my knees and praying with both hands.
However, it was not a worthy opponent. The Northern soldiers stabbed deep into the sword and killed the remaining survivors one by one.
The crows came and asked me when I could eat. The desperate bastards were sitting on the floating corpse in the river and digging their eyes out.
Albrecht takes off his helmet and hands it to Jurgen with the axe. The helmet was covered in blood and the axe as well. Yurgen takes his helmet and axe, breathing heavily.
Albrecht's hair sticks to his face with sweat. I swiped the hair with my bare hands. Blood on my hands was on my head.
Albrecht looks over 50,000 dead on the Linderhorn. Albrecht's blonde hair glows in the red sunset. Blood made me look like I had red hair.
The golden armor is covered in blood and has lost its light, but the pieces of the dwarves' carvings reveal a different meaning.
Albrecht stares at the corpses for a while, then looks away at the sunset horizon.
Is it empty or suffering? Or are they just wet with emotion? Albrecht's blue eyes are deeper than ever.
The knights and soldiers looked at their king with the expression described above. What's on your mind?
“Long live the King in the North! ”
Then one of the soldiers shouted. I screamed as hard as I could, forgetting that my body was exhausted. Killing 50,000 people with very little casualty, what else could be a legend?
The knights and soldiers all thought alike. Albrecht, as rumored, is a descendant of God, and thought he was the messenger God sent to lead them.
“Great King Albrecht! All hail!”
“All hail! ”
More than 10,000 knights and soldiers praised the king with all their might. Tens of thousands of bodies were silent. However, the screams of the knights and soldiers only grew louder.
Albrecht just dares to look at his soldiers, speeding towards Linderhorn. After that, I hear the sound of praising myself continuously.
The battle was named after the river, the Battle of the Bezer River. This was a battle that made the people of Viduquint vanish into the back lanes of history.
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