"What's happening!

On the Gandia side, the head of the third army regiment, Rock-Fox, wanted to scream at reports of enemy attacks from the rear. Unexpected raids, he said, are causing more damage than you can imagine.

Troops deployed to the eastern side of downtown Malware consist of two legions. It is the Second Regiment of the Army on the Logner side and the Third Regiment of the Army on the Gandia side. The Leno-Gilbers-led Legion of Logners preceded and the Gandian Legion succeeded did not mean as per the meeting. Somehow, that's what happened.

The General of the North March was General Deion Hawklow of the Left Eye, and it was normal for him to take command of the operation. However, there was a situation where there was no clear commander here because the army was to be rapidly divided into two parts and the General went on another side. Regardless, each Legion has one Legion Leader, multiple Troop Leaders, and countless Platoon Leaders. I don't have a problem with the chain of command, but if each legion acted independently, they wouldn't be able to win a battle either - such fears existed in Rock-Fox.

That's why he was moving his army in the direction of covering the preceding Leno forces. The result was that he would receive the rear, but he also needed to haunt his men's voices that the Logners would then take a handle on him. Rock himself has no intention of hanging out with the Logners. On the contrary, there was even certainty that getting to know Elius-Logner in this march, which could also be described as a symbol of the Logners, would add a touch of hue to his life. But it's his personal emotion, something the soldiers don't understand. Gandians have Gandian pride and hold.

The assumption that Gandhia is a winning country and Logner is a losing country - certainly hardened some Gandhians' thinking. Rock-Fox knows full well that it wasn't our own power that could have won. The Logner soldiers are strong and incomparable with the Gandia soldiers. If you do it right, it's Gandhia who loses. Such normal common sense has also ceased to be spoken of properly since that day when Gandia beat Logner.

There's been a mistake.

I beat Logner because Gandia soldiers are stronger than Logner soldiers, etc., more and more things are throwing up paranoia.

Of course, only some people say such things. Many human beings who stood on Logner's battlefield and experienced moments of victory would have deplored their powerlessness. In that battlefield where man and the Imperial Devil were disturbed, it was not the power of Gandia soldiers or anything else that determined victory. The power of the Black Spear Setuna-Kamiya individual made Astar-Lanadees admit defeat. The main unit of the Gandhian army could be called a devastating state, and if it had kept changing, it might have been Gandhian who was losing.

But the fact that you've won may be too heavy. The more drunk we get at the victory booze, the more paranoid we fantasize about our activity and assume that was reality. It's not necessarily that there are no soldiers in such a vicious circle, and even in terms of making them aware of reality, a joint front with the Logner soldiers was necessary.

But in the rear, you can't even see the battle of the Logner soldiers. That means we can't even wake them up from mistakes.

If we accurately grasp and recognize the difference in strength from ourselves, will the deep gulf lying between Gandia and Logner soldiers also be filled a little? That's what Rock-Fox had in mind, but how could things not be carried well?

Such a fold, screaming from the rear. The information on what happened was immediately communicated to the source of the lock. Says he's been raided by enemy forces. The enemy also came into his ear as information that he was an army of about a hundred men.

Locke immediately flew his downward notice to the entire army as he headed backwards.

"Siege and overthrow! There's a force difference! There's no element to lose!

This is a thousand troops, and they say there are only a hundred enemies. Think in common sense, you couldn't have lost. That's why I wanted to cry over a screaming report from the rear. Even to that extent, we can't handle it at our own discretion. I guess this is why Gandhian soldiers have Gandhian soldiers.

Quality logners, a number of zalwarns, a gandia of armor - made to recognise the reality through which such an appreciation would go, Rock had nothing more to offer than a teeth bite. Even a number of Zalwarns have lost in quality. To this, he has to shut up, too.

There were about two months between the Logner tranquillity and the Zalwarn invasion. If the soldiers had reviewed their weaknesses and dawned on their workouts, this would not have happened.

It seems certain that the victory over Logner gave the Gandia soldiers weird confidence. I hope that confidence leads to tomorrow's victory. Apparently, however, that confidence is the only thing that can be harnessed where it has nothing to do directly with combat.

Run through a passage full of soldiers. You can't even be riding a horse. Running through too narrow a corridor could end up kicking your men to death.

A thousand Gandhian soldiers are filling a passage called the downtown passage. The enemy assault force must have made a huge detour around that downtown area and left in the rear. Malware's terrain is supposed to be familiar to the enemy forces, and it is assumed that the terrain will be used. But I just couldn't imagine you challenging a thousand troops with just a hundred. It's not courage, it's barbarity, it's not barbarity, it's foolishness. I'm not sure I think I can override a ten-to-one power ratio. Special Attack of Death. It must be a measure of readiness to smash balls, and that's why it's scary.

What prepared me to die is more terrifying than anything else.

"Enemy troops, they seem to be moving freely around the city and stirring this one up!

"Move around? How! You can't move if you wrap it up in numbers!

"Well, the enemy has repeatedly attacked and left."

"Excellent excuse! Siege them now! In numbers, this one is overwhelmed!

Rock-Fox went for a point of engagement, whilst being struck by the fact that he could only raise his voice. Battle sounds close. Screaming and calling. Which scream, which roar? I can tell without thinking about it. It's this one that's being pushed, and it's over there that's pushing. As it is, it may overshadow the difference in power. I even thought about that impossible, but the grief didn't last long.

When Locke reached the point of engagement, the siege was almost complete. I guess his orders went right. It surrounds the enemy forces so far away. In this way, we can also use tactics that exploit the complex terrain of Malware. We sealed off a passageway called an all-round passageway, and there were soldiers on the roof as well. A shield builds a solid wall in the aisle, and archers await an attack order on the roof.

There is no escape for enemy forces, and there is no possibility of cover. There must not be enough troops left on the north side to be allocated to the rescue. Logner soldiers are strong. Even the number couldn't have beaten an inferior Zalwarn soldier.

Gandia soldiers, however, had caused numerous casualties as a result of raids by enemy forces, albeit with quantitative differences that could be considered absolute. As you gaze from the outside of the siege towards the centre, you can see a large number of soldiers falling. Most of them seem to be truncated with a single machete. Survivors are fleeing outside the siege and should be on the lookout.

At the center of the siege, enemy troops are consolidated. Whether you thought you could no longer escape, or because you intended to from the beginning, there is no upset about enemy soldiers. Dead soldiers. Soldiers ready to die are vicious. I'm not even trying to protect myself. To deal with such people is to stay away. You can shoot him from afar.

Among the enemy troops, there was an enemy general. Regardless, not a wingman, it was clear that he was in control of this Malwagian army. He's definitely an old man who was called Ace or something. The arm of a sword that slashed and killed Harren with a single knife is not much in line. Not to mention it's an old body. Normally it should even be difficult to fight.

And, thinking that far, he leaked a bitter laugh. Gandia's general, at his age to reach the age of seventy, was bloody enough to work with the young soldiers and had excellent physical abilities. Algazard himself mocked that he had just begun to see decay, but for sure the power of the Grand General in full season must have been a substitute for what could be called out of standard.

Gandia said there were numerous such monster stained figures. The head would be Sius Cloud. The masterpieces gathered like beauty stars under the king who left Yingjie's name wanting. Algazard-Balgazar, Christok-Slakes. Baran-Diaran, Deion-Hocrow, and Nahles-Ragnahorn - Rock doesn't know if he was happy or unhappy not to spend his time with the many blooming heroic magnificents. However, it is not hard to imagine that, as far as the algazards and deions still at the forefront in active duty, they would not have been able to fathom it to the extent of rock.

The old man Ace may also be a masterpiece like the Algazards. Harren's fat muscle when he snapped his neck was nothing short of brilliant with his enemies.

Rock, along with the Force Leader and others, is watching the siege formation from the roof of the house. I was concerned about the hardness of the movement of my own soldiers, but the overwhelming difference in power would be providing them with relief. The enemy is a widow. Completely besieged, no escape. This victory will undoubtedly be the same if we take over that old general, the battle for Malwales will be over. No way, I don't think the troops under Deion's command will be defeated. There are armed summoners over there. There is no element to lose.

(Same here. There is no element to lose)

Rock finally breathed, making sure that a perfect siege was being built that was not broken. It's too early to be relieved, but it would be a matter of humanity wanting to gain the certainty of victory any sooner than it has reconfirmed the fragility of the Gandia soldiers. If you're sure. There is no way we can lose under this circumstance.

"Legion Leader, it's time..."

"I know."

My men rushed me, and he coughed up, mostly. And when he looked around at all the troops and recognised that they were ready, he was screaming in an all-out voice.

"Shoot me!

Hundreds of arrows unleashed simultaneously fell like rain as they arced over the heads of enemy troops. Enemy troops can't even sit and watch. It was moving on the verge of an arrow being released. But the rain of arrows didn't just pour down where enemy troops were solidifying. The arrows, which fall extensively from the center of the siege formation, shoot even the enemy soldiers who turned into dead soldiers one after another, turning them into unspeakable corpses. Unilateral killings. Ruthless, miserable, vicious scenery.

But not all enemy troops were wiped out. Slight survivors rush through the aisle in an attempt to break through the siege. The rain of arrows never stops. Enemy soldiers fall down with one, one more. The mercilessness of the arrow rain was enough to make the Commander Rock-Fox cease to exist.