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

The confrontation across the river was longer than expected.

When enemy forces were discovered, the sun that was beginning to climb is now stagnant overhead. It's noon.

Gandia Central Army, three thousand, three hundred versus Zalwarn Army, about three thousand.

The river, which flows down from the northeast, merely reflects the rays of the sun rising to Jomtien. The river is shallow and the flow is slow. You can cross it on foot or on horseback. If it were to collide, it would be on the river.

Both were forming behind streets that cut through the forest, and there was no shield between the two armies. Actions are all slippage, and if you show any gaps, you're sure to come in.

Sporadic attacks by archers to maintain morale were also ineffective. It reaches the banks of the river, but it doesn't reach the enemy. There is no threat to the arrows that don't arrive, they just end up wasting each other's arrows. Or, without the archer's act of provocation, time will just pass by for no reason. The will drops and it becomes harder to maintain the front.

The mercenary group White Shield is entrusted with the central front row of formations deployed on the twins.

Many members just weave their jackets on top of their usual uniforms. The light outfit is probably due to the fact that we are counting on the performance of Captain Quon-Camilla's Shield of Messiah. That was the same for the executives, including the head of the regiment, who were so slight that they didn't know if they understood that it was going to be a combat action.

Illis, Mana-Exilia, Wald-Mastia and Graham.

Everyone is waiting for the enemy to make a move with the same look as usual.

Deputy Chief Swiel-Lanagaudi will remain in Myram and await the good news. He is not a combat personnel. It is his role not to go out on the battlefield and to support him from the rear. Most importantly, this war won't bring him up. The rear of Gandhia was plentiful and there was no need for the Kuons to worry.

"I will see how the enemy forces are doing. Everybody eat now."

Quon, when ordered by the executives, drew the White Shield members to walk over to the riverbank. The number of enemies who laid a twin wing formation on the other side of the river would be seen as roughly equal to the current central army. This one, the Mion army is leaving the front and the number of troops is greatly reduced. Most of all, it is a frontline departure for an ambush. When the time comes, it is time to strike the enemy and join them.

Even without an ambush, it might not have been so difficult to swallow three thousand enemy troops if four thousand or eight hundred. But you have to be prepared for that kind of damage. After this, Zeol's reign and the breakthrough of the Pentagon Vlidia, as well as the attack on the Dragon House, remain. It was also understood by Quon that he could not waste his power.

Besides, it is the presence of enemy armed summoners that made the Gandhian army cautious. There was no information from the advance western march that they went into battle with the armed summoner, and there were no such reports from the north march either. Zalwarn may be keeping the armed summoner warm and may be in the midst of dispatching him everywhere.

Armed Summoner of Dinobot Cave.

Kuon, too, has only heard rumors. Talk about it being a hell of a place, but I don't know what it's actually like. How powerful are the armed summoners who came out of that hellish place? Not weak enough. Armed summoners can be first-rate warriors with their physical abilities alone. Because if you don't work out so much by then, you'll be swept up by a subpoena weapon. You can't be an armed summoner without building up your body and spirit. Conversely, armed summoners can fight normally, even without using armed summoning techniques, and will be more effective than the crowd.

Quon is not like such an armed summoner. The ability blossomed from coming to this world has made the summons of weapons possible only by the words of the spell of armed summoning. Even Waldo and Mana are stunned. Armed summons, but not armed summons. Something. The ability of the summoned shield is incomparable, and it also multiplies Quon's own senses. If we summon here now, we will be able to put every corner of the battlefield under the control of our senses. but I don't use it yet. Exercise the shield only after a full-scale battle has begun.

An arrow, flying from the enemy formation, bounced in front of him and fell to his feet with a metal sound.

"Quon, you're out too much."

Soon, Illis, who had come next door, had sharpened his voice. Her swordsmanship protected Quon from the arrows. Not only was her superhuman power impeccable as a force of war, but she protected Kuon's self in this way. The only way Quon can protrude and inspect the enemy is if she is sure she will escort us. Iris tries to shield me from the shadows by day about Quon. Quon is sweet on her.

Whatever the battle, it is the shield of Quon that protects her life and accelerates the battle like a god.

"Oh, let's back off. It's going to be a long confrontation."

"Right."

Quon returned to the formation of the White Shield with Illis. Receive a welcome from Mana or Waldo. The two of them don't follow Quon's behavior from the certainty that Illis is on the escort. Of course, it's not that I'm not worried, but it doesn't seem that I'm anxious either.

Kuon waited for the members of the White Shield to finish their lunch in turn before bringing the food to his mouth.

It was the central front row of the wings and behind the White Shield that "The Pale Wind" formed.

It will be the aim of this formation to prevent enemy attacks with the defense of the White Shield's iron wall, find gaps and the "Pale Wind" will intercept. The central rear row is politely flagged by the general, inciting the enemy forces to aim for the center. In fact, Grand General Algazard Barol-Bargazar was in the central rear row, sometimes raising his voice from the horses to inspire the morale around him. General, I guess that's the reason your surroundings are most vibrant.

If enemy forces are concentrated in the center, left-wing and right-wing troops will move to besiege enemy forces, but enemies will also have twins. That shouldn't work. It is the mountain of Sekiyama where the wings collide with each other.

What can be expected will be a sudden assault from behind enemy lines by the Myon army cavalry. Suddenly I get hit in the back. Enemy forces must hesitate. The formation collapses. Don't miss that gap, beat it.

"Not bad."

Sigurd became smaller at the aggressive measures of General Gandia's army. When they spotted enemy forces forward, they immediately moved the Myon army cavalry. That's something like an old warrior general or something.

Nevertheless, strange terrain must be driven for Myon's cavalry, and if we get lost and the ambush is delayed, that could be all we miss out on.

If the enemy forces are in a hurry to confront each other, it would be convenient for this one.

"But I was wondering if we had any flavor."

"The White Shield is going to take it all."

Jin-Krael and Lux-Vain's remarks are also best. The only reason the undefeated mercenaries show their backs to the Sigurds is because the White Shield executives are strong.

Three armed summoners headed by the Commander. Quon = Kamiya is the summoner of the invincible Shield of Messiah, not to mention. As long as he maintains his shield, the front row of the central unit will never be broken through.

Wald-Mastia and Mana-Ericcia are both powerful armed summoners. Waldo, who specializes one-on-one, and Mana, who does one-on-one and one-on-many.

And two swordsmen, Iris. He is the bearer of extraordinary power and famous for his tremendous sword.

Each of the White Shield executives is a man of strength and celebrity.

Speaking of fame for "The Pale Wind," it's about the sword ghost Lux-Vain, and Sigurd is known there only because he's the leader of the group to which he belongs.

Sigurd thinks that's all right. I can put it on quite a job and get as much money as I need. You don't need more fame than you need. When fame gets in the way of work. This is especially true when you are doing causal business such as mercenaries. An oversold name calls the enemy and forces a struggle, something can happen. Sometimes I buy crap jealousy and resentment.

Everything is in order.

The job, the money, the woman.

"Well, that's fine. I could use a spill."

"Or so it is."

Although Lux has said things like he was convinced, I can see another emotion floating in his eyes. He is such a swordsman as to be called a swordsmith. He was a purely strong person, even without the use of a subpoena weapon. I don't think he'd be satisfied with the spill of a commercial enemy. As for him, Sigurd is also going to let go. Though pushing for a position just named Assault Captain, I don't have the talent to direct his men to him.

"The advance is moisturizing enough, this time"

In a word of gin, I recall that he was surprised by the good feathering of the Gandian army. That's also why I wanted so much fighting power, but another reason is that Lux is doing Setuna's master. Of course, it's not free. A lot of money has been transferred from Gandhia as tuition, and with that, Lux needs to be motivated as a mentor.

"Until the enemy moves, don't get distracted."

Sigurd went to yell at his non-executive subordinates.

"Don't ride the provocation. Only fire. Don't waste your arrows!

Ginarvi was standing up as he toured within his own formation on horseback. Speak to Wing General Gordon and move from left to right. Once again he shouts out a loud voice to draw the soldiers' attention and say a word with Wing General Kerr. Whether it's Gordon, Kerr, I don't suppose it's going to be a real fight. I was pitifully nervous. That's enough for Ginarvi to speak up. For the rest of my life, I am dominated by fear.

Ginarvi rather suited his skin better with this tight air on the battlefield. How exciting compared to the lazy air waiting for Zeol. There's even a sense of consciousness crossing over and coming back to life.

I guess that also stems from the decade in Dinobot Cave. Every day of constant death and adjacency was a streak of tension, with little to no breaking of strained yarn. Even the meeting with Faye, yes. I layered my skin, even though I didn't know when I would be betrayed and killed.

They planted values that made peace boring.

That's why Ginarvi needed mediocre people like Gordon and Kerr. Contact with people like them tries to wake me up a little bit with something I've forgotten.

That's what counts, and he was thinking looking at the enemy formation over the river.

Noon.

Many of them mouth food. If we go in now, can we fight in some favor, or not?

He shook for the first time. Use a lot of health to fight. The soldiers of my own army must also be fed. Otherwise, even if we can prevail for a time, we may destroy ourselves by hunger.

Returning to the central position, he searched for Caion. The young man with the moustache had a puzzling look on his face, although he seemed to be in conversation with Faye.

When Caion found Ginarvi, he struck out a conversation with Faye and rushed. There was something wrong with Ginarvi about that, but I didn't want anything. Mouth something else.

"Is that okay?

Ginarvi asked, because it is Caion who has advised him to go around his own military camp and speak up. Every word, every word, was a word Caion thought of, and Ginarvi repeated only that word, like a freshly remembered baby.

"Excellent. All military air has changed. Looks like you have a generator."

Kaion's praise, Ginarvi decided, was not enough to take. No need for words like that. What we need is his knowledge, his wisdom, his tactics, his ruse.

"So, what were you talking about?

"That's right..."

"In my spare time, shall I go to the enemy and ramble? I suggested it, but you ignore it. Terrible, isn't it?"

To Faye's ascendancy, which he has insisted upon until he blocked Caion's dialogue, Ginarvi had no choice but to laugh.

I don't even know what Faye thinks. She's the same as Ginarvi, and this is the first time she's ever been on a battlefield. I have spent only knowing how to fight just to move my flesh and wield my summoning arms. That's the right way to be an armed summoner. Fighting on the front lines is called an armed summoner, and command and extraction is something else to wield. Even so, it will take some time to acquire the art of armed summons. It would be more useful as a commander to have spent that time mastering tactics and strategies.

I found that out for Ginarvi as well.

When he got off the horse, he gave the reins to the soldiers nearby. Put your hands on Faye's head.

"Leave the operation to the Master."

"So."

I can't stand the look of Faye inflating her cheeks with dissatisfaction, but Ginarvi did nothing in front of Caion. If it was you two, I could have cuddled.

"What, there are as many opportunities to break out. Wouldn't you?

When Ginarvi spoke to Caion, he had told him with a cool smile.

"Of course it is. The main force of the Holy Dragon Army is you two, so naturally, you have that opportunity."

"They're counting on you. Now rest as long as you can."

"Mm...... ok. I'm resting in the carriage."

When Ginarvi said strongly, she stepped back following her honestly. In addition to the carriage loaded with food and supplies, there is a carriage reserved for her. Ginarvi is thinking of doing anything for Faye. It is in the middle of that thought that we can also say that this is the happiest time for him right now.

Ginarvi gazed back at Caion as he remembered, although he had been watching Faye's back for a while. He looked relieved, freed from Faye, but when he noticed Ginarvi's gaze, he hurried back to his original face.

"How long do you think we're gonna wait?

"At night, I wonder if there's movement."

"That's a long time... but if we move out here, it's a pot the enemy thinks it is"

"Yes, you will be ready to intercept"

"Then wait as you say."

When Ginarvi told him, Caion, who had a strange face, opened his mouth with a grace.

"The Holy See seems to trust me for a long time..."

"Is there something wrong?

"No......"

"I'm just an armed summoner. I don't know what's hard. I broke my head thinking about it. There are people like you."

Ginarvi laughed without irony, pointing her foot at Faye's carriage. Yeah, that's the only way to be careful when you're honest with me. I could be in a bad mood. Once she's in a bad mood, it often prolongs, and that's what makes it so hard for Ginervi.

It's not painful to get in the mood.

Gilbert-Hardy was driving through the woods with his cavalry under him.

The manoeuvres that Gandia's general, Algazard Barol-Bargazar, had proposed shortly after his discovery of the enemy army were real to his taste. An ambush attack from the Long Drive by the Cavalry. Make a big detour from the battlefield and get behind the enemy lines and storm. The enemy will be confused. All of a sudden, enemies appear behind us. Multiplying that confusion by the prominence of the main unit allows us to pinch the enemy forces. The enemy forces will be brilliantly disrupted and the central army will be able to resume marching to their destination with only a small amount of damage.

The enemy will have no reason to know their presence, having left the front sooner than the main unit and enemy forces confront each other. At the same time, Gilbert and the others have not been able to obtain detailed information on the enemy forces. He was running away, bearing in mind only the extent to which the enemy troops had formed a formation.

The main unit and enemy forces will be facing each other across the river. The battle does not begin immediately. We start by asking about each other's trends, and if there is no movement, the confrontation prolongs. Time for confrontation should continue until one of them sets it up and one of them catches on. And Algazard never moves himself.

I'm counting on the Gilbert ambush.

Crushing a confused army is a lot easier than fighting an army that has just moved into a state of combat. Damage is minimized and the effects of the war are maximized.

You can't betray Algazard's expectations.

The skill with which the cavalry operates is why Gilbert is called the Assault General. Surprise and departure due to long distance travel by horseback riding. Stimulating his enemies that way was the way he fought best. The soldier under him had thoroughly slammed the equestrian technique, and his voice changed the line as well. His cavalry is no exaggeration when it comes to his flesh itself.

Gilbert increased his march speed.

The day was already about to fall.