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

Speaking of what Setuna did first, who ran up the walled stairs, it was to kill the big man who had turned his bow. Two meters tall was a likely giant, with extraordinary muscles.

When he found Setuna, he set a goal for the big bow. But the arrows never let go.

Because Setuna slaughtered him.

A ghostly phase about to release an arrow is burning into Setuna's retina.

The man was probably the captain of the Archers or something. By his death, the trend of the South Wall was determined. The archers became rust of black spears, unable to resist either. Setuna headed to her next destination without worrying about her body, which began to get heavier after bathing in returning blood.

To the East Side Wall.

The passages on the walls were connected and didn't bother to go down and look for stairs to go up. I'm glad I just pushed and bent the corner. So we reached the eastern walls. Apparently, the eastern walls had already conveyed the tragedy on the south side, and he was greeted by the archers who were ready. The immense amount of arrows unleashed by discovering Setuna, however, could not even capture his shadow.

Setuna killed the first with a spear poke as she dived through the rays and jumped into the archer's pocket. It instantly leaps to its next target, slashing, ripping and smashing with its cuttings. The formation of archers to intercept Setuna instantly collapsed, and control was lost. I didn't chase anything that disturbed my calculations and ran away, I only killed what came up against me. Anyway, all you have to do is kick the archers on the walls.

Having accomplished the elimination of archers from the east and south without any problems, Setuna also cleaned archers from the north and west beside things. On the road, we engaged troops who came up to the walls, but nothing even happened that could be called combat. The north and west also crushed because they knew the east and south archers had been wiped out and were a little troublesome when they were laid out as hindsight. The safety of wetland troops is paramount.

There were few archers on the north side, and the repression was momentary. Probably because there is little chance that enemies will attack from north of Bahandar. In the northern part of Bahandar only Zalwarn territory extends.

Some archers were positioned on the west side, but in front of black spears, they don't even make up the number of things. The imminent arrows are also powerless with one swing of the spear.

Subdued by unilateral violence, the repression on the walls was complete.

We thought we should send a signal to the main unit and the Grad squad, but decided that if the arrows hadn't come down, they would march on us. Besides, black spears have no way of sending flashy signals like Aurora Storm. In the meantime, where the black spear gave a flashy signal, he'll just wonder if he's in the middle of a fierce fight.

After I took control of the walls, I went down to the city. I was going to buy some time while fighting appropriately until my own army arrived. It was intended to make the arrival of the Allied forces in Bahandar more certain by gathering the awareness of the enemy troops who were gone in Setuna.

Troops in various parts of the city learned of the death of Commander Kaleggia-Esteph. It was each unit that was acting together, but not as a whole, and some fleeing screaming to witness Setuna.

That could be the case, for example, with the people who have long been protected by hard-to-reach fortified cities.

Not some of them have worked with other troops and have braved themselves to reward Setuna even with one arrow. But it is such barbaric courage that feeds on black spears and fruits with unspeakable pieces of flesh.

Those who fled cowardly will survive, but how long will they have it, too?

Setuna decided to rest on the south wall, having trouble chasing the enemy soldiers around as well. The body remains left behind, and the smell of blood is intense, but I don't care. Naturally, the Black Spear repatriation is still ahead of us. It doesn't make any difference that you are in battle. It's not even a joke, like being caught off guard and suffering major injuries.

Only the rear row of the Grad squad peeks into the wetlands overlooking the castle gate. Most of them will fit when they climb the hill and start entering Bahandar.

I heard a whisper.

"Be the first. Yikes!

"Are you a child"

Nina felt frightened, but Dorka didn't even seem to care. He's looking back at this one from the other side of the castle gate and smiling. Finally, he seemed to be thumbing up for the whole army.

"First hand! Admirers of the Dorca!

To the decree of Dorka, the men bent among his subordinates march to Bahandar with a low voice roaring. Even if the name changes with the Second Regiment of the Westward Army, there is basically no change with the personnel of the Fourth Regiment of the Army on the Logner side. Finally, it is a matter of recognition. Even though there are only three armies, the Fourth Army can call for confusion. It would be easier to understand, even just while you are organized as a western march.

"Second! Nina stomped on me, squad!

The next cheer was wilder and stronger than the most hand. The soldiers' stature hasn't changed much, but the momentum is different. Perhaps they are enthusiastic supporters of Nina-Sentol. Nina at the time looks at Dorka chilly, but doesn't seem to get through to him.

"Third -"

Dorka's ordinance seemed retarded just listening, but Ein was convinced as another HR that it would be nice if they seemed to enjoy themselves.

He was just finally knocking around the eastern gate of Bahandar.

We were able to cross the wetlands, climb the hills, and reach the interior of the impenetrable fortified city. I have some emotions. Besides, there is no damage to the main unit. Everyone was breathing in their desire for kung fu. The sweep is about to begin.

"There! I looked disgusted, so I reduced it by one!

"Geez, that's terrible!

Ain tilted his little neck as he sidelined Dorka's exchange with his delightful companions.

"Deduction?"

"Anything, they say the Fourth Legion soldiers have a scoring system, and they get five points at first!

"When it comes to zero, they're waiting for severe punishment..."

"On the contrary, at dawn when we reach ten points, Deputy Nina will reward us or not."

"Heh."

Feeling strange that his men explained to him to stand one after the other, Ein understood that was probably Dorka's manipulation of his men. Do you mean to stir up competitiveness by imposing conditions rather than just fishing with bait?

"Would you like to introduce it to our squad as well...?

When one suggests it, the other two also agree with it in a radiant way.

"If it's ten points, accompany the Legion Leader!

"If it's zero, do you want the Legion Leader to keep scorning you for an hour?

Ein shook off the three by telling them only to consider, as they pioneered their unusual exuberance. All three of them are men enough to head a third legion led by Ein, but they want Ein to do something about it. As a Legion Leader, I'm happy to be trusted by my men, but their that would be something different from trust.

By the way, there are many women in the Third Legion. Most of them are like those who joined the army admiring Astar-Lanadys, and it is also Astar's strong intention to work when he was integrated into the Third Corps. I can't leave it to the soft Dorka, and Grad is such a gathering with his men on one side of the martial arts. Reno-Gilberth had many of his original men, and was likely to give birth to a grudge with them, arguably Astars.

Many Astars believed that her mistreatment at the end of Logner was due to the Gio-Gilberth conspiracy. It was also irresistible to have complex emotions about Leno and his party who succeeded the Gilberth family.

For those reasons, a female soldier, who accounted for about 20% of the old Logner army, was under Ein's command.

I don't know how many times Dorka envied me, but if you try Ein, it doesn't matter. It is fair to say that we will not change our treatment on the basis of gender. There's no way I'm going to put you on the front line because you're a man, and I'm leaving the woman with a guard. It's important how you function as a unit.

Individual strengths and talents are not really that important. It's not a personal competition. Prominent talent could bankrupt the operation.

Most of all, running talent through it by the time it's clear is a pleasure not enjoyed by people like Ein.

(Dear Setuna... somewhere)

Ain loosened his cheeks, thinking of his, blood-swet red eyes.

"This is..."

Shortly after diving the south gate, Grad faced numerous bodies.

The remains of the soldiers of Zalwarn are but the end of what defeated unharmed before the overwhelming violence. Blood was scattered, the smell of death was full, and some nauseated the air differently from the muddy smell of the wetlands. Sometimes even if you're used to the battlefield, you won't be able to deal with the unexpected.

But we'll have to deal with the bodies later, for example.

This is a battlefield, not an enemy soldier.

The catastrophic attack, which can be called synonymous with the fortified city of Bahandar, broke through. All you have to do is go beyond undefeated. Destroy enemy forces and take control of Bahandar. At that moment, this western march will make a name for itself in the history of Gandia. Even so, although it may be about Black Spear Setuna and the throwing ops planner who will be named after him.

"Each unit, ready"

"Great. Find, sweep, and handle the remaining enemies in Bahandar city."

"Ha."

The deputy salutes Grad and falls back. And he commanded the captains, and the captains flew to the soldiers. The whisper rises. Victory is now. Everyone is boosting their morale and motivation to fight in front of them. We were all aware that the Logners could not live in a country called Gandhia without a little success.

The loser has no choice but to follow the winner.

It's the logic of the world.

There's nothing a winner can do to a winner, even if he works and has mercy on the loser. Funny, even if you run out of words, your neck flies depending on the winner's mood. Life disappears. Losers, etc., are only to that extent.

That is why, as part of the winner's country, we must be fully assimilated. If you become a Gandian, not a Logner, you will be in a position as a winner, not a loser. To this end, it must be active and recognised by everyone. Make war and carve out your name.

Grad walked slowly, feeling the hot souls of the young soldiers. Each unit of the First Regiment of the Western Advancement Army is scattered throughout downtown Bahandar. Some of them could die. Many will be injured. But when it comes to fighting, that's what I mean. If you risk your life to fight, you don't get what you get. Find a way to survive if you don't want to die. We just have to fight the way we don't die. You will be wounded, chased by your enemies, and learned on the battlefield.

That's how many battlefields we've crossed can only go up to the Force Leader, the Legion Leader, and look to further heights.

Grad caught his eye on the body that collapsed on the wall. Unlike other bodies, the remains of a man with an eyelid in his right eye did not seem to have just been left on the spot. They sit with their backs on the walls. Maybe I was trying not to lose sight of it to collect it later. The luxurious silver armor shows his identity. Not to the extent of a troop leader.

"Is it the First Dragon Scale Army Wing General?"

"I guess."

Affirming his men's assumptions, Grad saw the man's death face. It was easy to imagine that it would have been restless and thoughtless. He was pierced in the stomach and seemed dead. Maybe it's not instant death, but that's why there's nothing to it. He definitely engaged Setuna and died. The sheath around his waist contained a sword, but the soldier may have returned it. Otherwise, he would have faced Setuna with his bare hands. It's a serious act as a general.

In the first place, don't stand up to the black spear.

Grad had to think so to the tragic landscape that was unfolding in front of the South Gate.

I heard a loud noise unexpectedly.

Nearby, the battle seems to have begun.