Border Guardian Hal Akircius

Left and right, the Halemians were cleverly hidden in the ground in the traps of Lilium (Pile Pile Pit) and Stillmus (Pile with Claw).

The Corps of Engineers installed a large number of them on the left and right of the position to exert its power if the Halemians deployed to the left and right.

Because he was a Halemian who did not have the concept of reconnaissance, the Corps of Engineers was able to successfully complete the installation without having to work until the end of the day.

Hal set this trap with the aim of aggregating the Halemians to the center of the position.

Arrows are good for halemites with stopped legs, and halemians cannot deal with both traps and arrows, and they are pierced one after the other, and some are hurt in the legs and fall.

The left and right of the Halemians turned into the hell of an annoying cry, such as those who care too much about the arrows and fit into the pit, and those who are shot to death by the arrows as they fall.

Although he tried to carefully explore the trap once, the Halemians, realizing immediately that the trick was stretched multiple times, sometimes persisted in shooting arrows, and when he gave up his deployment to the left and right, he concentrated his warriors on the front of the position.

The Halemian side also begins to release arrows against the Silentium army, which unleashes arrows and hand-throwed arrows like rain without change, but it has no effect that I think is inhibited by a sturdy fence on top of the high and low differences.

Normally, that's where we try to rebuild, but that's where the barbarians are.

The Halemians do not stop storming with beastly rage and screaming.

On the contrary, he has tried to pack the distance to the position at once with beastly harshness that has lost his way.

Moreover, at the end of the day, he approaches the position on the Silentium side using the corpse of his allies as a shield.

Replace the shield until the corpse on your side is worn out, and when it becomes unusable, the beginning and end of taking on the new corpse again.

Truly, the barbarian's truly culminating battle led to the continuation of a battle colored by barbarism and madness.

That's the Northern Legion soldier, too, with his face up to the excess of misery and cruelty.

And the barbaric courage of the Halemians and the power of numbers began to snuff out the projectile attacks of the Silentium army.

More and more groups of Halemians came up to their positions.

Northern Legion soldiers who desperately shoot arrows and throw hand-throated arrows.

A Cilentium army that gradually moves from barometric pressure and aggressive attack to defensive combat.

Until then, he was shooting arrows at enemies he wanted to freely aim at, shooting spears and hand-throwed arrows into them, but now he shoots warriors who are likely to attach to the fence, releasing arrows at those who are trying to pull through the backwoods.

In other words, we are running out of room for battle.

He shoots arrows and spears harder than ever before, but he can't keep up with the barbaric courage that doesn't make the number of enemies and death a thing until he snubs.

Northern Legion soldiers who put up with skin peeling off their hands and shoot arrows, eating their teeth out for shoulder pain and throwing spears.

Once swallowed, there will be no later.

They will be screwed up by the overwhelming number of Halemians, and they will be crushed and won't even have pieces of flesh left.

But such diligent defenses finally began to attach the Halemians to the front gates and fences.

One Halemian who tries to climb through is flanked and tumbled down by a spear protruding from the side, but several Halemians immediately attach to the gate.

Dozens of Halemians have now mounted on the fence when they managed to slap a few down.

We're not gonna make it!

The protruding wind-cut sound of spears and the sound of a sword trident began to sound everywhere.

The Halemians, who did not possess siege weapons and other weapons, began to cross their swords with the soldiers of the Northern Legion, who, while bloody with their bare hands and bare feet, ran on the backwoods and climbed to the fence.

Rough breath and oddity loomed as if it were an animal, and a grunt, a scream, a fury and a scream began to dominate the battlefield.

It appears that the inner battle has begun after being overtaken by the fence, but Hal still orders the secret weapon to stand by.

"Almost there, wait a little longer..."

Hal shouted as he watched as more and more Halemians appearing later and later were directed to nature and the central recess to run in to overlap.

"Alright now!! Fly the flag."

Hull's decree flies a bright red flag.

The engineers, who were still watching Hull or not, rowed the hand pump to full force when they confirmed that the red flag had been raised.

Oh, my God.

Whoa, whoa.

Many bands of flame erupted long and long from the side of the gate and on the fence, licking up the Halemians who were on its path with their tongues of flame, and swallowing even more warriors who were about to run in from the rear.

With a slight time difference, the flaming tongue grows from all over the position, swallowing the Halemians.

A bunch of Halemians who tried to attach to the position instantly turned out to be charcoal extinguishers.

An old Halemian man under a flying fire rolls around the ground with the most frightening screams of the world, but the fire does not go out and scorch itself.

The fire that was unleashed splashed around him, and a considerable number of Halemians as well as the old man were seen circling the ground.

Eventually, all of them stop moving.

Thousands of Halemians died in an instant.

And the Halemians, who entered the inside of the fence, which was distracted, were also disputed one after the other at the hands of the soldiers of the Northern Legion, and the Silentium armies regained their defensive line.

"Mr. Swillius...... it would be too powerful. What did you put in that you changed the formula?

The engineers are surprised that Hal carried out more flamethrowing than surprised by the cold sweat from his forehead.

Of course, even the Northern Legion soldiers and Imperial soldiers who had heard the specifications and use of the weapons beforehand were stunned.

And that shocks the word stunner, etc. for the Halemians, who did not know the very existence of the flamethrower.

Mid-day flamethrowing without a truly blue thunderbolt.

The atmosphere on the battlefield has changed.

The flamethrower itself has been invented in Western countries and has been used for a long time to wipe out enemy soldiers climbing walls as defensive weapons.

Swilius changed the formula of the fuel used in its flamethrower, and by spraying it with a powerful hand pump, it increased its range and its power.

Crafted of iron with an artistic dragon embellishment and fitted in a fuel tank with a large and powerful hand pump pushed by two people, its flamethrower is a moveable specification carried on a small luggage truck, with colorful floats everywhere.

Hal came up with using that improved flamethrower this time, but it's ineffective when enemy soldiers are scattered.

So he set up Stillmus and Lilium on the left and right to gather the enemies in reverse fans.

Oops.

A herd of Halemians who regained their minds and attacked them were once again torched with flamethrows, involving those who were watching behind them and burning thousands more Halemians.

Halemians who disturb the calculations and flee back to the river plains.

A relentless arrow of Cilentium troops is shot in its back.

Meanwhile, at the rear guard position on the Cilentium side, Quintus had begun preparations for heavy weapons, signaling flamethrowing carried out from the gate.

The engineers move forward and backward with all the strength of the wanagar (stone thrower) on the left and right alternating sides, and accumulate the strength to the stubborn strip.

Eventually the stripes wound up to their limits were retained in their mighty power with the rugged iron.

A special flame bullet is then carefully loaded into the receptacle by the hand of the loader.

The power of flamethrowing was not visible because there was no high or low difference from the Quintus location, but the increase in black smoke confirmed the use of the flamethrower.

By hand, we are supposed to run back to the banks of the river and visit the dense Halemians with flamethrows, which have already been tested with a few onagers to confirm their range and landing position.

And the flame bullets Quintus was letting the Corps of Engineers load were also due to the invention of Swilius, which was packed with plenty of indelible and spreadable fuel mixed with sulfur, veterinary fat, pine fat, and so on in a round ceramic bullet.

A mouth sealed with beeswax is set on fire, and other stone throwers are also raised with a white triangular flag indicating that the loading of flamethrows has been completed.

There are a total of thirty wannabes brought in and installed by Quintus.

All of that was loaded with flame bullets.

"All right, the goal is Kawahara and its vicinity! Let go!!

I don't mind.

When the firing soldiers of the Corps of Engineers hammer off sharply, the stubborn energy that was stored is freed at once.

More and more.

When the bullet-loaded arm tree crashed into the support tree to make a faint noise, thirty flame bullets flew thinly pulling smoke, spraying black smoke and flames along with bursting noises creeping around the river plain.

The Halemians, who were finally taking a breath outside the range of the flamethrower, panic when the flamethrower landed.

He panics and flees to the left and right, where Stillmus and Lilium rush up their sharp tips to heaven to wait.

When the leading man fell down one after the other as its bait, the Halemians, who saw it and felt they had lost their escape, ran out to the Ineon River like they were mad.

"All right, good! After that, keep firing as soon as you can load it!!

By Quintus' decree, the engineers begin to roll the stubborn stripes by moving the brass attached to the Onagar's winding device as they sweat.

There are not so many special flamethrows, but the rest can be the same stone bullets or baked balls as usual.

Anyway, this is the time to strike the enemy.

"Hurry up! Now's your chance!

Ugh!!

The engineers responded forcefully to Quintus.

"Behold, what is that? Ha! I heard there was a dragon. Eh?"

A warrior consolidating Bagan's side sees the power of an overwhelming flamethrower and screams.

And the flame radiation that takes place again.

The flames can't even reach where Bagan is, but the Bagans glance at their excessively overwhelming power.

The orange colour of the bright flames turned the Halemian national warriors into black lumps that attacked the position with the hot air was truly the dragon flame itself in ancient heritage.

"It's a dragon... the enemy has a dragon...!

"A dragon."

"It's a dragon...!

The Halemians, who did not know the very principles of flamethrowers, assumed that Cilentium had dragons.

In response to that word that someone had uttered, the word spread that there were dragons in chains, and the Halemians finally collapsed.

"Hey, calm down, damn it, don't run away!

With Bagan's fury, the warriors and warrior chiefs tried to clean up by cutting and killing some of the warriors and tribes who had fled the front line, but now when the special flamebomb by Onagar began to burst, at the end of those warrior chiefs eating bubbles and escaping, the confusion became even worse than somewhere to be picked up.

Halemians are barbarians of true nature, but thus barely wear clothes.

It is therefore extremely vulnerable in psychological terms to fire.

If they get a little bit of fire, they're close to naked. They're shocked.

When they fell, they scattered flames all around them with the sound of an explosion, and if the fire was not easily extinguished, the Halemians, who were vulnerable to fire, had no skill but to escape, and instantly went into a state of panic when the special flamethrows began to burst around them.

Halemians who once crossed the Ineon River to the south. Now they try to escape across the North in reverse.

There a sudden arrow attacked me from the side, not from the back.

Halemians who suffer arrows and fall bulging as they dye the river surface red with blood.

Looking up at the banks of the river in amazement, there awaited a tribal coalition warriors regiment of Cliffonam and Oran as to when they appeared.

Stand on your knees, and the tribal warriors who aim at this one strike one after the other without passing their aim.

The Halemians were swallowed up in the middle of the river without skill.