Armed Summoners - Black Spears and the Brave Men of the Other World

It is unknown on September 8 that the First Fourth Mixed Army, commanding Grad-Clyde, assaulted the southern city of Nagrasia. It was an amazing march speed because we left Myram less than seven days ago.

For one, the distance between Myram and Nagrasia was sometimes close, but for the other, it was significant that there were no soldiers on foot. Transportation by carriage of horseback riding and carriage had led to a dramatic increase in marching speed.

It was a fast-marching instrument of the Astal-Lanadies idea, which led her to be feared by two names, General Flying, as she fought to fly across Logner.

However, there are also problems with this method. Many horses were needed to transport large numbers, as were a number of carriages. The route of march must also be carefully chosen. It's a big move in a carriage group. I don't go the same way I do on foot. That said, I could travel several times faster as long as I was on the track because I no longer needed to fit the speed on foot.

As a result, despite the rainy march, it had broken through the border in the middle of the night, reaching the hill overlooking Nagrasia the next unknown.

It wasn't until after five a.m. that Grad gave the order to attack. The assault by conserving the horseman, who had always been a run-through, struck the south gate of Nagrasia on a more formerly circular street. More than a thousand soldiers, who were keeping their health warm on carriage carriages, arrive in Nagrasia at the same time. Ruufa's horse with Setuna on it progresses through its turbulence. There's nothing shielded. From above the walls surrounding the city, it should have been all you could see, but it seemed to take some time before a raid multiplied by dark clouds was discovered. The rain is intense and the thunder is sharp. Still, the mixed forces gained momentum.

But on the verge of Setuna and the others reaching the city, the gate was closed with a noise. Strong gates and walls prevented the assault. From above the walls, the arrows descend, mixed with rain. It's not an arrow that sets a goal. Yeah, it doesn't hit me that way, but I can't be alarmed.

"Back off once!

Setuna was earing to Ruufa as Dorka flew his anger.

"Can we get closer?

"Captain, what?

"Can you do that?

"You can, but pray you don't hit the horse with an arrow!

Ruufa's response was similar to giving up, but Setuna didn't care. On horseback, Setuna stands in Jen Royalty. With the black spear in his hand, he has an unusual super sensation. That's huge enough and sharp enough to make your skin feel the various movements on the battlefield. From behind the troops away from the gate by order of the Dorca, soldiers with large shields show themselves. I guess the shield prevents arrows from the walls. Dorka was flying at the soldiers while traveling on horses. Though there are few arrows from the walls, and the wind storms seem to have not reached the mixed army.

Grad comes from the rear. The crimson armor glowed and appeared to be feverish.

Ruufa manipulates the horse and drives it to the front of the gate. An arrow, that's what pours like rain. There are more archers on the walls. Setuna wielded a spear on the horse and cut off an arrow in direct orbit. Thunderlight from the rear burns down some arrows. Faria.

The gate is right in front of you. Scream.

"Flip!"

"Huh? Yes!

Ruufa rushes around the horse's head. At that moment, Setuna is flying. The gate is in front of you. Shake down the spear with all your might and knock your cuttoe at the gate. Chaos Bringer roared. At the moment of the clash, there was a response. The recoil sounds on both arms, unlike cutting armor or meat. But I don't have to worry about losing. The black spear made a big hole in the gate of Nagrasia, along with a roar. On the other side of an empty hole in the gate, the dazzling faces of the soldiers peek. Setuna wields more spears as she lands, expanding the void of the gate.

"And storm no!

The voice of soldiers like anger overlaps in the decree. Expand the shield forward and the soldiers arrive in front of the gate. Setsuna had already jumped into the gate. Nagrasian defensemen were looking at this one with dismay. There were dozens of people waiting inside the gate, once armed, but seemed unable to cope with the sudden enemy attack.

Maybe it's the result of singing too much peace.

Nagrasia is a city close to the Logner border. When it comes to Logner, it was Zalwarn's country not long ago. It would naturally be peaceful, and I couldn't help failing to defend myself. But not much of a month after Logner fell into Gandia, which also means he wasn't cautious about anything. In fact, archer activity from the walls was quite early, and that would have been effective if it hadn't been broken through the gates. But Setsuna smashed through the gate.

Arrows from above the castle walls can't be fired all over the city. It could hit an ally. Well, that would be a brawl. Except in situations where enemy allies are clearly color-coded as they are now. They could snipe us where we came in through the gate penetration.

Setuna instantly cut off the five men, who were diseased and had a forward bow. It would be better to crush the users of range weapons first. Even Setuna can plunder into flowing arrows. Not to mention the average soldier.

(Soldiers in general? What is it?)

I mock myself, but I can't help it because it actually is. I'm not like them. That clear difference creates a place for Setuna. That's why we have to be brave. It was supposed to be a word that had nothing to do with my life, such as martial arts, but it was becoming essential to survive in this world.

Looking back at the furious footsteps, I saw the soldiers entering through the gate breakthrough. The cry also rises from all over Nagrasia. Apparently, the Nagrasian guards are finally starting to function. But it's late. Too late. Isn't there no winning chance at the time you allow enemy troops to break in? Setuna, an amateur in battle, poked and killed the enemy soldiers around her with that in mind and cut them down.

"Clear the archers on the walls!

"Find the Guardian!

Soldiers move into the captains' anger. Soldiers arriving at the stairs to the walls. There, enemy soldiers shooting arrows just waiting. Once contrasted, the self-armed soldiers pull the Great Shield and control the stairs. Eventually, when he reached the walls, he shouted and inspired the morale of all the armies.

The main battlefield had moved all over the city and had become a turbulent battle involving enemy allies. The strength of Nagrasia is one thousand and five hundred, more on top of the number than the mixed army on the Logner side, which put the horseman to rest. And sometimes you know all about the structure of the city, which should have been advantageous in battle. But the momentum was entirely on Gandia's side. The assault tomorrow morning plays a role. Besides, he smashed through the bragging gates. Morale on the Nagrasian side had fallen visibly.

"What should I say"

When I noticed the voice, there was a Dorca-Form figure descending on the military horse. The colored man wearing a black gold armor helmet appears to be well visible on the battlefield of a thunderstorm. The large sword on his back doesn't look like he can handle it very well. On his side, naturally, is Nina. She was a black monochrome armor, a shaped armor that claimed the shape of a woman. I guess a hip-strapped military knife is Nina's specialty.

"What?

Setuna stretched the spear behind her as she listened back. I was responsive, and I heard screams. He seemed to see it as a gap and jump, but unfortunately, he's just inviting me. Swinging the spear as it was, the enemy soldier's head remained punctured in the tip of his ear, but then flew away.

"It's ridiculous," he said.

"Dorka Legion Leader, Your Mouth Is Too Much"

"No, because, hey..."

Setsuna leaked a smile to Dorka, who was still eating even though she was embarrassed by Nina. He's certainly right. It's ridiculous. Setuna's battle must be in such a way that their daily efforts are attributed to blisters. Screw down enemies lined up with overwhelming force, destroying even strong gates and rendering them powerless. I don't know if Dorka will be unmotivated, and I would have felt that way if I were in his shoes. At least, I can't be honest with you.

Nevertheless, Setuna has no choice but to do what Setuna can. Make this damage as little as possible and do more damage to your enemies. That doesn't mean anything more than flattering your allies and doing enough to buy jealousy. That's how we got here. I've heard so many feelings like Dorka that my ears hurt so much so far.

I'm used to it.

To the right, I saw soldiers laying bows on the stairs of the walls. In the moment, Setuna's flesh was popping out. Kill him in a straight line to the stairs like a bullet, then slaughter the archers. I don't care about returning blood. Especially today, this rain runs through me.

Looking back at Dorka, he was wielding a large sword, crushing down with his side-by-side enemy soldiers. Nina's military knife cuts down the enemy Dorka leaked. It was a good collaboration. It could be something called a bond that has accumulated over the years.

What about Lion's Tail?

As Setuna circled her gaze, she could well see the bands of thunder penetrating the void and piercing against the walls of the castle. Archers have bows, I suppose, but Phalia's. Is that a good thing to call a bow? Ruufa occasionally flies low into enemy formation, raising blood smoke to show. His effects are also inside.

(Collaboration is another dream of dreams, damn it)

Though I thought so, I thought that was because the captain wasn't solid, and Setuna dropped her shoulder. Moments, killing behind your back.

"Ready!"

The temperament hung rather chilled Setuna. Re-facing like twisting your body, cut the torso of the enemy soldier in two at the end of something. My upper body, still wielding my sword, fell to the ground and my lower body collapsed to follow me.

"If you're going to poke a gap, don't speak up."

Tell him to chill out and look for his next enemy.

Setuna just has to defeat the enemy.

"Are the enemies in line full of mutton fish?

"That's not spare, it's alarming"

Don't miss hearing the Dorca twinkle and it's always the case that Nina-Sentol points at her lovely mouth.

"I also want to be alert. Didn't a lot of people decide?

Dorca watched as Nagrasia South Gate Square was dominated by mixed forces. There are countless bodies rolling around, without distinction between enemy allies. Damage is on both, but definitely more enemies. This one also had the activity of "The Lion's Tail" and the number of dead was extremely low. But they're not. They are turning black spears against their enemies.

He didn't condone it.

Watching Setuna's merciless, one-sided killing makes my liver cold to the fact that I was once fighting something like that.

Dorka had joined the battle as a platoon deputy captain under the Red Knight in battle on the Balsar Plains.

He witnessed the burning and killing of a companion in front of him in a bright red flame. A well-intentioned colleague who had been breathing when he kicked the Gandhian army earlier became an instant extinguishing charcoal. It was not easy to convey the ruthlessness of war, etc. Something more ruthless and hopeless. We must go towards such an enemy. It was the same when he was ordered to die. And in a position to the extent that hairs grew on the miscellaneous soldiers at the time, they had to go in ready to smash balls, as ordered.

He proceeded toward the Black Spear user, ready to die. but survived. Thanks to the Blue Knight for his royal hand. If he hadn't targeted Leongand's neck, Dorka's life count would have run out. Immediately after that, an order for withdrawal was issued and he fled back to his country after picking up his life. I didn't feel alive until I reached Logner's home country, and I didn't get my meal through my throat for a while after I got home safely.

He wasn't supposed to be that delicate of a person, but it seems there was still something coming spiritually that many of his people would die to melt. But he wasn't even human enough to grow hatred and vengeance for him, and he watched with cold eyes the flames of hatred his colleagues burn in the black spear Setuna.

A strange person, I think to myself. Nina said it was fascinating there, but it was a story I wasn't sure about.

'Cause the morale on Zalwarn's side is too low.'

I'm frightened by the voice from behind.

Turning his eyes, a samurai stood loosely wrapped in crimson armor. There is no supply. It was a serious solo action on the commander's part, but it may not be possible on such a battlefield. Everyone and he are driven by the zeal that dominates the battlefield. Our enemies, our allies. In that, it is the black spear that accurately proclaims death with the ruthlessness of a reaper, his men. The Lion's Tail. Terrible unit. If it's only destructive, it's definitely the best in the Gandhian army.

Isn't that Commander Grad?

"Assistant Commander Dorka, what are you doing here?

"Ha, I've been waiting for you to learn how to extract the Commander!

Grad seemed to laugh bitterly when Dorka gave a gandia-style salute with her hands on her chest.

"... it was no longer extraction or anything."

Grad's sigh was scratched off by the thunder.