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

"Troops deployed in South Gate Square are devastated......!

Gordon-Fenec was stunned by a report from the decree.

Third Dragon Scale Army Wing General - In other words, being the guardian of Nagrasia, he was awakened by reports of enemy assault that had jumped into his bedroom before dawn, dressed, armed and taken outside, before joining the Third Dragon Scale Army headquarters, which would be laid out in North Gate Square. I was awake, but my consciousness has to be clear.

The thunderous, heavy rainfall of Nagrasia is filled with the cry of enemy allies. Fortunately, it is the weather, at such times that the people of the town do not walk away. There will be no harm done to the citizens by mistake. That's good. It is the role of the military to suffer injuries.

But the successive reports coming from the South were nothing but sad news. But no matter how many such reports I heard, he couldn't do anything about it.

Reports that arrived shortly after the main unit rendezvous passed shockingly.

The South Gate is in ruins.

The arrowhead report, which was thought to be a successful closing and cage battle, had much power to shut the mouths of Third Dragon Scale Army executives below Wing General. Everyone thought it would take longer, even if the gate were to be broken. By then, he would have made contact with other cities, other Dragon Scale armies, and sent reinforcements to me. Intercepting them with reinforcements and Nagrasian troops should have easily kicked them off. But all of Gordons' prospects collapsed.

The gate was broken and the enemy struck an avalanche and broke in.

But on second thought, the only way into Nagrasia is through the South Gate. If we intercepted successfully, we would have been able to strike a heavy blow, even if we had to repel it. If the faces that came into contact with the reports of the raids had done their best to each of them, they could have laid a formation of interceptions and intercepted enemy forces. But they were no longer Gordon's loyal men. I've been waiting for Gordon's orders.

But the enemy attacked us before Gordon issued the order. The soldiers have to deal with it. Could the results of the daily training have caused some injuries to the enemy forces? It was then that Gordon finally reached Kitamen Square. It can be seen at the same time as the report of the Nanmen Great Destruction and the avalanche of enemy soldiers in Nanmen Square. Gordon issued an immediate order and assembled his troops in South Gate Square. That's five hundred. The rest of the soldiers laid out seven hundred in the center, and three hundred in the wing generals - that is, gathered around themselves. It was his intention to sharpen it somewhat in South Gate Square and hit it harder in the center.

The troops in South Gate Square were devastated, and his measures returned with blisters. There must be a battle going on in central Nagrasia right now. The center is densely populated with high-rise buildings, and if the archers placed at height function well, they may also be able to stop the enemy from marching, but their hopes are dim.

Nagrasia is a long rectangular city to the north and south, surrounded by walls on all sides. The only gates to the north and south would be due to the idea that it would be easier to protect. It was inconvenient in traffic, but there were no particular problems in living in the city. The large number of barracks on the south side close to neighbouring countries should also have been a consideration so that they could be instantly transferred to interception when enemies attacked, but if the gates were broken it would not make sense either. While we were gearing up, enemy soldiers broke in. I can't do anything about it.

The executives were both monogamous and bigamous. Many were left from the center, like Gordon. They wanted to return to the center uniformly, and it was for that reason that they were cooperative with Gordon. At dawn when Gordon returned to center, there was a verse of his own that he believed would pull up. Such people's virtues lost their politics in the center, and they were a distant cause of the transition to the province, but they didn't seem to understand that. Essentially, they're carefree people. Break it down immediately with the guards here, enough to throw a banquet.

"Lord Wing, I thought it was time to decide to withdraw from Nagrasia"

One of the executives narrowed his eyes. From his voice I can see the bitterness seeping in.

"To the enemy, you mean dawn... this city"

Gordon looked around at the executives in line. Fewer men seem to succumb. The low defensive value of Nagrasia can be heard at a time when people of civilian origin are favouring width. But that was a long time ago, too. That was good when Logner was a country. Equally without borders, some went out to Myram in the comfort of going for a walk. That was the time. Everything was obvious.

But not now. Logner was taken by Gandhia. I have repeatedly raised that this Nagrasian defense should be made stronger than ever, but it was a stiff "to consider". At the end of the day, I guess a military teacher who was treading that a thousand and five hundred troops would do something about it was incompetent.

Thinking about it, I was convinced of everything. The appointment of him as Third Dragon Scale Army Wing General, the fact that many of the executives of the Third Dragon Scale Army are civilians, and the strengthening of their defenses will be put behind them, are all due to an incompetent figure named Nares-Ragnahorn. He seems to have successfully entered the national lord Mirrelbus and even got the daughter of Mirrelbus, but as a result this country will be defeated.

"No harm will be done to the citizens. The enemy is the Gandhian army. The strictness of Gandia's military code is known."

My men's words are not bullshit, etc. It is proof left that Logner's calm was cleaned up early and that there was not even a major rebellion. And Nagrasia, so close to Logner, conveys the virtues of Gandia's reign. I've heard so many stories about the military. It is the tide of the times that looting is the flavor of war, but the Gandian army said it did not take anything away from the city, but rather severely punished what it takes away.

In that regard, you may not mind trusting me. And if one of the Nagrasians is safe, he can withdraw without worries. That was my only concern. My wife will leave me.

"But retreat to where?

"Lord Zarka-Byudee, Wing General of Thruke, is Mitsujin, who rang with a martial arts. Meanwhile, Lord Kerle-Clover, the wing general of Zeol, is from a central bureaucracy we know well. It is at the discretion of Lord Wing Sho which is easier to grant."

"We only obey the judgment of Lord Wing."

There was one, but that's natural. If you acted in disregard of General Wing's orders, there is nothing more than punishing him for disturbing military discipline. Gordon didn't want to do that the best he could.

"But I don't have time to think about it. It's only a matter of time before they break through the center."

I wasn't overwhelmed by numbers. It would be momentum. And morale. It also matters a lot that Gordon had no control, but there was no way he could have responded to an unexpected raid without any experience in action. I wish I could have done better while I was at it, but I wish I could have struck a few more enemies. Or should we have understood the reality of the enemy forces sooner and ordered their withdrawal?

That way, few things were like dying in vain.

"Let's rely on Kerr. He knows me well, but he's a man who can't refuse when he's counted on one."

That's why I can say that I lost a political battle, but in times like this, my personality relied on me. Gordon ordered his men to think of Kerr's face like he was constantly crying.

"Gather your soldiers and retreat from here in Nagrasia!

The thunderstorm seemed to mock his choice.

The sound of the bell rings in the rainy city. From the northern part of Nagrasia towards the centre, the sound of the bell being sounded spreads to propagate.

Setuna stopped her hand, realizing that the rain of the arrows that were pouring from overhead had stopped. In front of you, the enemy soldiers keep an eye on this one, spreading the time. Back, back. When I was able to secure some distance in retreat, I finally turned my back on this one. Escape.

Recognize as a real feeling that the fierce fighting in central Nagrasia has quietly closed the curtain. Numerous soldiers have also escaped from the high-rise buildings, which were dense near the centre, resulting in a noise that scattered spider children. Some troops pursued, but Setuna did not. I've already killed too much. The enemy army had lost much of its will to war, and the attack lacked glory. Especially the rain of arrows from the building was the beginning and end of a bullshit pour, wounding soldiers in his own army.

The enemy can kill them all, but the commander said they didn't have to chase them once the enemy troops started to flee. The aim of the mixed army is the seizure of Nagrasia, thereby immobilizing the battlefield within Zalwarn territory. And we must also be prepared to accept the succeeding troops.

The destruction of the enemy is not the task, so there is no need to kill any more.

Look around. The remains of the soldiers killed by Setuna are rolling around there. Some were severed from the torso, some were severed from the neck, and some were pierced through the cranium and desperate. Does the smell of blood cause severe thunderstorms to wash away?

The sound of the bell, still ringing, is, perhaps, a signal of retreat. There are no more enemy soldiers left around Setuna. Most of them would have fled to the north of the city. And then we should go through the gate and disperse somewhere. A few of his own soldiers walked past beside Setuna, but he may have tried to raise his hand a little by pursuit. Setuna envied them just a little bit like that.

What is required of a black spear is not the neck of a miscellaneous soldier.

"Captain, what are you so upset about?

Looking overhead, Ruufa was about to descend with her white wings winged. White wings, like angels, also look like fallen angels in thunderstorms. The principle of Silfed Feather's ability to fly is unclear, but when it comes to that, Chaos Bringer is the same thing. It's the same as subpoenaing a weapon with the help of a different world. Whatever it is, it's no surprise.

Setuna said what she thought after he got off.

"Think it's not too bad."

"I was standing on this assault, and this must be it."

Ruufa's wings quickly turn into pure white capes. I can't help but think of Sylphide Feather as a convenient summoning weapon. It can be used to attack, defend, or move. It could be universal in a way.

"You know what?"

"It's because of the one who smashed through the gate."

"I couldn't think of any other way."

Though Setsuna did so, it was nothing more than an aggressive thought. Where we retreated from Dorka's orders on that spot, there's no point if we can't break through the gate. I guess the Dorcas didn't have a way either - there were stories of carrying weapons for sieges - but Setuna came to that kind of behavior because it also made sense to test the power of chaosbringers. I wasn't anxious about the power of the spear, and I wasn't worried, but I didn't think a single blow would make a big hole.

Ruufa laughs.

"I didn't have to jump over the walls, so as far as I'm concerned, I'm glad."

"Normally they jumped over, didn't they?

"Thanks to the rain storm, we were going to be able to jump over it, but then what are we going to do?"

Sure, he's right. Whether you can do it alone, such as opening the gate from the inside. Besides, we have to fight a number of enemy soldiers until we get there. He was also a first-rate armed summoner, extremely physically capable, and a powerful summoning arm, but what would happen if he was overwhelmed by numbers.

"That's where Ruufa fell Nagrasia by herself."

"Ha, Captain, your senses are paralyzed"

"Just kidding."

Setuna walked out, half-eyed by Ruufa's dry laughter. Ruufa follows behind.

The bell announcing the retreat was deafening, and the noise rose there. This one won. An overwhelming and rapid victory must have been what the Setunas wanted from the advance team. This newspaper will boil Myram, and it must boost the morale of all Gandia armies. Thinking of it that way, the unlikely relief buried Setuna's heart.

And then we'll start preparing for subsequent acceptance, hoping the people of this town won't riot or anything. Setuna and the others can exercise perimeter vigilance as we leave such tasks to the Grads. An enemy with a black spear is more effective than just looking around the city from a height.

Faria, carrying a monstrous bow in front of her, was in a hurry. Her figure, wrapped in lightly dressed armor, seems even more riddled and well-dressed.

Setsuna was, when it came to black spears and platinum armor that went the opposite way. This was something I saw in Myram, and I valued athleticism over performance. There is no such thing as a dream of being light and stubborn. If we want to prioritize athleticism, we have to sacrifice defensive performance. The bespoke armor dedicated to Setuna, which Leongando had once said, was produced in Gandion, and even if completed, it is unlikely to make it to this war. That was a little unfortunate, but I liked it in that the armor I was wearing now was also easy to move. Though, I was disapproved of Faria.

She said, "Black suits Setuna".

Captain!

Faria noticed this one and has been claiming it with a bow up.

Running over, she was a lot wet, but didn't suffer one hand wound. It's more dangerous to fight than Setuna, so naturally.

"Begin operations towards the complete control of all Mixed Army units, Nagrasia. We, the Lion's Tail, will wait until we die."

It must be an order from the commander that Faria has conveyed along with the salute of the Gandhian military ceremony. Setsuna also responds with a salute.

Copy that.

The super sensation brought about by the black spear does not capture hostility. I try to concentrate my consciousness and carry out a wide range of enemies, but what I feel is fear and warfare, and all my battle and fighting instincts belong to my allies. The people of the town will be pleased that the battle ended prematurely, but they will have to fear that the Zalwarn army left and was subdued by the enemy nation.

"Does that mean we're done?"

"Sounds like..."

Ruufa and Faria sent summoning arms back to each of them. Both the weird bird-like bow and the pure white cloak return to the original world in a blurry light.

"Mission accomplished,"

Setuna, after seeing it through, sent back the black spear.