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

The black turbulence, suddenly descending from the hilltop, swallowed the leading group of Gandhian troops that were stretching vertically, sometimes during the march, knocking in a devastating blow, and also pierced the flank of the middle row with a knife to return.

Gilbert-Hardy's surprise assault from the cavalry's long drive was a brilliant success. On the Gandia side, the main unit, consisting of the First Army and the Second Army, presented a half-destructed appearance, while the First Army and others were the end of the corps leader's lifeless retreat to the rear.

"That's something like General Mion's Assault."

"If you are impressed..."

"You should honestly praise them here. I knew I was going to work for His Majesty Isius. But General Gilbert was one of the battlefields..."

Ayn-Rajar tried to burn his bravery in his eyes as he far-sightedly watched Gilbert-Hardy wield a horseback knife at the head of a black torrent. The pouring rain washes away the returning blood that falls on him. The figure of Gilbert, who drives his beloved horse and ravages the battlefield, may well be described as a single human horse, and there was only one thing he could be called a famous cavalry man.

Ein, that's why he spared it.

"If the General is on his side,"

"Is it a little easier to fight Kruselk, too?

"A little bit."

Referring modestly to his subordinates' inquiries, he ordered them to move forward. He has three men and twenty soldiers as escorts. The three men are those he has pulled from the Third Regiment of the Army on the Logner side in transferring to the General Staff. They brought them to the General Staff because they were always on Ein's side and focused on each and every step of the way, or because they somehow knew what Ein was trying to do. They work as Ein's hands and feet.

"Why, forward?

"Yeah, I don't really see it from here."

Towards the butting soldier, Ain told him with a smile. I could see the face of the soldier who had been blued blued further in the rain that fell.

Forward, although the Gandian army was finally able to re-establish its posture, it was unilaterally held hostage in such a way as not to exchange before the fierceness of Myon's cavalry. What about the war dead? Ein thinks, biting his lips. Waste of bleeding. Innocent battle death. I sometimes wondered if this would sound like the first line of the staff bureau in the future, but only this time I couldn't do anything about it to anyone else.

Even if it had a nurse on it, it should have ended up the same way. He, the chief of staff, should now be on his way to Zalwarn with Leongand and others. Fight Kruselk. When you are in Gandion, there are delays in communicating information.

Gandia is moving towards a showdown with Kruselk.

It is only in the order of things, such as the quest for Myon.

So Ayn regrets it. I've done a lot of damage for a fight like that. Of course, Ain't alone to blame. Ein only made plans for the operation, and it is the Legion Chiefs who decide whether or not to do so. After discussions, the commanders of the first, second, and third legions of the Gandia army decided to use the tactics of the Aynes General Staff.

Besides, the failure to detect an ambush by the Mion army and the good and bad tactics are not necessarily related.

(Did the rain take sides with the enemy?)

He looked up to heaven. Heavy rains poured by swarms of black and heavy clouds scratched off the roaring sound of horseshoes, misleading the ground to falter. As a result, the Gandhian army was drunk by torrents and saw half-destruction worries. Gilbert's cavalry multiplied the momentum to destroy the Gandhian army. When the Gandhian army also regained their posture, they attempted to fight back.

Unilateral battles were that far away.

It was Myon's cavalry, which had turned into a black torrent and ravaged the Gandhian army, but at one point I began to see decay in its momentum. Because the Royal Gandhian SS, The Lion's Tail, has begun to show its lead. Four armed summoners unleashed their power one after the other, wondering how many flashes ran to mistake for a lightning strike on the battlefield.

If Setuna wielded the chaos bringer, the enemy cavalry was then launched into the air. Few of them were cut off from each horse. Blood rain poured in the heavy rain. Ruufa's Silfed Feather stopped the cavalry's assault and blew it up as it was. Falia's Aurora Storm silenced a group of enemies by raining thunderstorms. Miliu's telescopic machete swept away the enemy troops with a twist. Also, the reaper, who seems to be watching Setuna, swung the Great Sickle and slaughtered the enemy cavalry.

The situation instantly reversed.

"That's Master Setuna"

Ein tried to inspire the soldiers around him by loudly praising the Setunas for their battle. Most of all, there were only about his escorts around Ein, which made little sense. Besides, Ain didn't even have to be inspired.

The First and Second Regiments had succeeded in rebuilding their posture with the Lion's Tail overthrowing the battlefield, forming formations and moving to intercept enemy cavalry forces. If First Army Commander Marches-Deidro yells, Second Army Commander Sigil-Clotter will jump into the enemy army with the courage he has before him. If you see the bravery of the Legion Leader, you can't stop even if you're a wannabe Gandhian soldier. Face our enemies first.

The formation of the cavalry broke down without the art of exchange.

"Wow! That's a lying situation to begin with!

"It's hard to run a cavalry. The destructive power of the assault is tremendous, but on the other hand, the defense is extremely brittle. Even if you succeed, you have to be prepared for a lot of bleeding. I'm guessing it was an assault with that in mind."

Ein explained to his men as he continued to move forward in the heavy rain. Although the three former Force Chiefs work as assistants to the Chief of Operations I of the General Staff Bureau, they do not have a deep understanding of tactics. I will have to ask you to deepen it from now on, but I still didn't mind. He thinks it's enough that you act as Ein breathes.

While walking, a variety of information reaches Ayn to make Gandhia's advantage clear. What tells him about the war was the messenger belonging to the First Operations Room of the General Staff, and understandable by their report was the awesome work of The Lion's Tail.

"You misjudged the enemy."

That said, would someone like Gilbert-Hardy commit such a lapse?

Ein doesn't know he's going to be one of Gilbert's. but my reputation is heard. He says the word "rigid quality" suits him well, and he also gathers respect from generals in the Gandhian army. He was a famous player in cavalry operations and as for Ein, he wanted to learn the ultimate in cavalry from him, but with Mion limiting Gandhia, Ein's prospects became a blister.

Gilbert was not only a cavalry operative law, but also a samurai with the utmost secrets of the whole human horse. The only cavalry running through the battlefield today was Gilbert and only a handful of offerings, and the rest of the cavalry were either picked up while stuck or defeated attempting to leave the battlefield.

The cavalry, which halved the Gandhian army, was devastated by the backlash of The Lion's Tail. Of course, "The Lion's Tail" wasn't the only thing that aroused it, but there was no doubt that it was the Setunas who created the trigger for the Great Reversal.

Countless bodies are rolling forward. Some bodies of Gandia soldiers, others of the Myon cavalry. What feeds on black spears may still be happy. Because it passes without a long experience of pain. He thought of that as he sidelined the corpse, which had been severed in two.

(This is it)

There's no other way to get a tranced look.

The battlefield of black spears is always this. This is it. After the rampage until merciless, all that remains is an unbroken wreck, and the fierceness of the claw marks engraved by the black spear is a substitute that no one can imitate, he assumes at will.

Other armed summoners are amazing. I understand that.

Ruufa Zenon-Bargasar was flying around in heavy rain to destroy enemy cavalry. To fight like a fallen angel singing death, you can cheer. But it's no match for Setuna.

Miliu-Lebaen freely manipulated the crimson machete and also struck out and launched an impending enemy group under one blow. The machete became more like a whip, even like a dragon whipping in heavy rain. But it's far from Setuna.

Faria Belfaria-Aslalia fired a range weapon like a monstrous bird and followed and shot off the cavalry. Again, it's not like Setuna.

Though not an armed summoner, the Reaper also showed no less activity than an armed summoner. If the black sickle triumphs in the void, numerous cavalry members are said to have died as a result of being amputated. Probably closest to Setuna, but it won't be.

Setuna is.

(Dear Setuna...)

Ain, stopping her legs, let her gaze around. It's hard to discover Setsuna in the rain. In the first place, Ein is a regular person. I don't have enhanced vision like an armed summoner. No matter how good your eyesight was, you're no match for a human with a summoning weapon.

Battlefield filled with numerous corpses. The tone of the struggle is beginning to disappear. Mion's cavalry has been wiped out. I was able to bring it here from a half-destructed state. The brittleness of the cavalry has emerged, rather than reiterating the cross-dimensional viciousness of The Lion's Tail.

He cleared his ears. In the roaring rain, the horseshoes mix. foot sounds of horses trampling the earth and rushing through. Its strength is not emitted by a coarse horse. The extreme of the cavalry reached by Gilbert-Hardy and his beloved horse, the sound pronounced by the mystery of the whole human horse.

(was there)

Looking in the direction of the sound, it was Gilbert's moment to storm towards Setuna.