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

Luig whistles.

"Hiu. Enemy, you're not coming after me."

"I guess."

(I can't say enough, though, that there is no power left in the Dragon House)

Miliu breathed out, realizing that he was putting his strength into his hand holding the reins. It's good to concentrate, but don't forget me because I'm too enthusiastic. When you lose sight of calm, defeat begins. There is no victory over me. But that doesn't mean you can lose. Fulfill your promise to Gandia and achieve your purpose on it. Otherwise, there will be no point in her surviving to this day.

Rendezvous with the streets carved into the dragon field. This is the path the Dragon-Eyed Army has taken. Just go straight ahead and we can reach the Dragon House. The gate remained open, with a peek at the landscape inside the dragon province.

"Meryl is probably in the basement of Ryburn Mansion. The Pendragon mansion is the safest place to evacuate. It's like a kind of fort."

"Fort..."

"Well, that's such a soft substitute for a fort. But the outer walls are robust, and they hold the power. Even so, under these circumstances, we can mobilize as many private soldiers as the Ryburn family."

The number of private soldiers in the Ryburn family. That is not limited to the Ryburn family. Because the Pendragons do not need to have power individually. The Pendragon clan is the ruling class of Zalwarn, educated that the Zalwarn army must protect the Pendragon clan as a top priority. Zalwarn's military power remained the strength of the Pendragon clan.

Still, some houses of high consciousness throw their personal possessions and have soldiers. Although it is about the Ryburns and the Reviens. But out of reluctance to the other Pendragon clans, neither house provided enough private soldiers to be considered a force of war.

"Ha, it's going to be tough just breaking into the mansion"

"Well good luck. It's what you're expected to prove."

I don't think it's too much to leave the infiltration of the enemy capital to one Luig, but Miliu didn't mention it. The fact that Gandia is a country full of impotence is also what I came to know when I touched Setuna's memory.

"I don't know."

"I guess."

"What an unreliable word"

I'm sorry.

"No."

With such interaction, the Milius dived through the castle gate of the Dragon House. I don't even turn around to the blast coming from behind me. I knew the fighting would intensify. There are three armed summoners in the Gandia army, and one in Zalwarn, an armed summoner. If the armed summoners use their power, the battlefield will be miserable. Unless we pull them away from the main battlefield, the damage to both armies will increase.

(Faria. Good luck)

Miliu snapped in his chest, ordering the military horse to advance at full speed.

The nostalgic and hateful township of Ryufu was idle.

Gilbert-Hardy ordered the cavalry under him to run disease when he saw Miliu-Lebayen and Luig-Laudin reach the streets from the rear of the enemy forces to the Dragon Mansion. Of the right-wing troops, he has decided to target the back of the Zalwarn army with the Myon Cavalry and to make the Gandia soldiers punch their flanks.

(You're on schedule)

In this case, it means that the stage of the showdown is as planned in the event of a dragon march. If Zalwarn's army shut this one up and caged him in the Dragon House, he took a different tactic. In that case, the infiltration of Miliu and his men into the Dragon House was at the same time as the breakthrough of the castle gate by the Gandian army. Distracted by Gandia soldiers falling into an avalanche in the Dragon Mansion, they enter the Dragon Mansion and achieve their purpose.

Gilbert doesn't know what their purpose is, but at any rate, it's a pleasure that one of the Gandhian army's aims is likely to be achieved. Failure involves the morale of all armies.

(Couldn't Zalwarn go after him)

Instead of not letting it out, he couldn't, he disconnected. That means we can't afford Zalwarn's power. Let's face about 7,000 armies in about 2,000 armies. I don't even know Zalwarn's side's idea that we don't want to divide our power just to prevent a single horse from infiltrating the Dragon House.

Gilbert would have ridden the cavalry ten times, but it was Gilbert's cavalry that made the decision. If Gilbert was in a position to lead the Zalwarn army, he could have silenced the Milius as well.

(This one is overwhelming in numbers)

Gilbert's eyes capture the back of the Zalwarn army. The rear defenses were rough enough to concentrate on moving forward. Unguarded Extreme. If we continue to storm in the cavalry, won't the Zalwarn army be half-baked?

As things stand, the Zalwarn army could have been described as imperative to defeat. It is avenging that more than two thousand army groups have moved forward as if they were one lump. The Gandhian army had divided the troops into three parts. We have a main unit in front of the south gate of the Dragon Mansion, a Lucion unit on the left wing, and a Myon unit on the right wing, and when the Zalwarn troops flew out to the Dragon Land, these troops moved to besiege the Zalwarn army.

First, a central unit takes on the Zalwarn army as a pre-emptive strike and a stepping stone, a left-wing cavalry and a right-wing cavalry backwards, and a double-wing infantry unit flanking the belly. With each unit filling the gap, the siege should be perfect. There is no way to beat Zalwarn.

(Momentum also...... there is)

Gilbert watched as a harsh attack by the central unit kicked through the front row units of the Zalwarn army. It was the armed summoners and mercenaries rather than the Gandia soldiers who kicked it, but the battle gesture seemed to have aroused the souls of Gandia's weak soldiers as well.

"I can win"

Gilbert was going to whisper.

"Right......!

The sharp scream came from overhead. I look up. Something is flying. Gilbert threw himself toward the left as he let go of the reins at Aggressive's discretion. As I was biting through the impact of the fall and enduring it, I heard my beloved horse scream. Face up. There was a leg stepping on the belly of a rolling horse.

Gilbert remembered something called anger for the first time since the beginning of this war. Trembling with anger, most of my men's cavalry members were satisfied that Gilbert was blind and passing the occasion. In this case, priority should have been given to completing the siege of the Dragon-Eye Army rather than defeating one of the enemies in front of him. The enemy in front of you, Gilbert alone or whatever.

"Thanks to you, we're going to lose this one"

Gilbert's beloved horse is a man wearing light armor that seems to move easily. The eyes peeking under my helmet are shitty, and I guess I'm motivated enough or something. Seeing you say you jumped at me but didn't have a weapon in your hand, it seems like it was just a kick to roll the horse over. It's just a flying kick and it's hard to tumble a forged military horse. Besides, this one was in the process of moving forward at full speed. It's not easy to just let it hit you.

"But you avoided it a lot, you. That's Mion's assault general."

The man pulled out the machete he bore on his back while distorting the edge of his mouth. A thick body emitting dull light would prove to be a weapon that knocks out enemies, not a weapon to slay them. Attention should be paid to slaughter carried out from the power of stunning a military horse with a single blow.

Gilbert, as he stood up, recognized him as his enemy.

"Surprises are silent."

Gilbert pulled out a sword on his hips. He specializes in ambush tactics by the cavalry's long-driven, but that's only a story of troop operations. It didn't mean I didn't like the White Soldier War. Instead, he was good at it, and when he was younger, he was confident that he could eat just white soldiers. However, having been advised that he should learn how to fight other than white soldiers if he wants to be a commander, he changes his mind and becomes immersed in the study of tactics. That's how we establish the cavalry's operational law, but that's another story.

Now, we must eliminate the enemy in front of us.

Gilbert breathed out small, realizing that he was putting too much effort into his pattern-shaking hand. Don't be too uptight. Don't let your emotions dictate you. My horse is alive. I'm breathing. Though he seems to be losing his mind.

"I praise you for being quick to judge when you hear your voice."

"Hmm... it's an honor to keep you complimented, but I don't have time to keep your opponent long."

Gilbert moved forward without waiting for the man to move. Make it look like it jumps, to the right. The opponent doesn't move. The man is distorting his mouth when he says he won't catch it in his hand.

I'm sorry, but I need you to stay here with me.

"Stop me from being alone, for whatever it may be."

"Right. If you're alone, you're right."

"What...?

When I stunned at the root of my eyebrows, I screamed.

Gilbert's direction of travel - from the cavalry.