Dungeon Defense (WN)

Around dawn, the trumpet sounds dreadful on the other side of the plain.

At first, the horned tooth, which started with one finger, made dozens of chords, just as one sparrow flew up, followed by twenty.

Four hundred years ago, the trumpet sounded even when the Ogre troops were destroyed in the sixth month. Five hundred years ago, 800 years ago, at the moment when only horseback riding was won, the horn fluttered. They dared to speak up in heaven and earth. Today, history is being recreated.

─ Queek.

─ Grrrgh, caaah….

The spirits of the forest move swiftly.

I wonder if he sensed that the Coral Herb would be bitten with blood. The green spirits reach out their heads between the trees, and when the trumpet sounds again, they run into the deep forest in shock. Even though the wind didn't blow, the branches and leaves fluttered.

“To the Lancer! Lancer, forward!”

Dwarf mercenaries encourage peasants. Dwarves were small, but naturally had a loud voice. The Dwarves who were born in the barren highlands and spent their whole lives and as many as a hundred and fifty years on the battlefield were indeed the best elite soldiers.

“Do you understand? Don't ever stray from the scepter! When the man in front falls, run to the table. ”

“No matter how many knights fly and crawl, we can't charge through the barracks. Remember one thing.Defend the stables! If the scepter falls, we will die, and if the scepter survives, the enemy will die. ”

Dwarves whip their asses as they wander among the soldiers. It was to release the tension of the battle. Fifty double-edged mercenaries became all deputies and skillfully led them into battle.

The Farmer knows how to use a Lance against Goblins and Orcs. The spear that pierces monsters can certainly pierce Humans. What they need is orderly tailoring, not weapons training. Mercenaries will lead you to it.

“…… Looks like Queen Brittany wants to skip the speech. ”

I muttered. I stood at the back of the battalion, watching 12,000 troops at a glance. Jeremy, my bodyguard, confronts me.

“It's even clearer that the emperor was unfriendly. ”

“Well, I'm not sure I'm going to win us a good fight. ”

They even omitted the procedure to call the choir before the battle. Even though there's a saint over there. Henrietta de Brittany focuses purely on combat.

─ Shhhhh!

There was a faint mist of dawn all around. There were five or six lightning strikes through the clouds. It was attacked by the warlocks of the enemy. The magic of fire was a simple and powerful way to burn a wooden pyre. Enemies were also perceiving the woodwork as a distraction.

However, the crowd wizard was not just for them.

─ Protease!

─ Scootum!

There were twenty-six wizards in our army. The majority of the Horse Towers declared neutral, but the nobles brought the Wizard to them, regardless of their means and means. The wizard hated that the magic sharpened for academia and the truth was used as a mortal tool, but the nobles couldn't handle it well.

Shields are wide open above you. The fireball got stuck in the way. Some wizards also launched a circulation plot to exactly match the flame ball.

“Ahhhh!”

“Long live Frank! ”

Soldiers cheer as the enemy's single shot fails. The Dwarves were leading the screams. It was very important to raise morale, just before going into battle. On the other hand, the enemies beyond the fog are silent.

“You don't attack with magic anymore. ”

“Ah! You thought it was hard to burn the scaffolding. ”

I clenched my right hand. I felt empowered by myself. Allies were ahead of or at least equal to the enemy in their magic power!

There were many advantages to choosing the plains after the battlefield. This area is narrow due to the river stream on the right and the forest on the left. It was important that it was small. The Longbowmen we used as our force became stronger as they became denser.

“There are only a few horseback chargers left for the queen...! ”

Mounted troops, on the other hand, are inevitably more potent as they spread.

When they charge, they use a lance ranging from three to eight meters. In particular, the Brittany Knights are famous for their use of the 8-meter Lance. A regular horseman who can't use error can only carry a Lance between 4 and 5 meters…….

The cavalry marches in a line, charging ahead of Lance. It itself is a frightening fear.

But what if the battlefield is as narrow as Saint Denis Plain? Reduces the power of Horse Charging.

Besides, we're placing carpenters in front of us. There is only a small space between the wooden book and the wooden book. The horsemen of Brittany will only have to charge through those narrow gaps. It will be less powerful, but less powerful.

The last uppercut is bowel syndrome. Though it is only a five metre pole, the cavalry will not only fight the knights but also the pair. This is the Horseman's Grave, I assure you.

─ Dagdaq, dagdag, dagdag…….

Finally, a group of horsemen emerges from beyond the fog. I think it's about 200 meters from the woodwork. Hundreds and thousands of cavalry showed off their magnificent armor and drove their horses trot. A myriad of armor swells through the silvery waves like a tidal wave.

“What a spectacular thing to say. ”

I grabbed the baton tightly. The cavalry will be charging through the other factions, not just on my left. It was a battle from now on.

“Jeremy, fire on command! ”

“Yes!”

Jeremy gestures and the assassin dressed in the soldier's armor flicks the flag. The dwarves in front scream as they hear the signal. Prepare to fire! Prepare to fire!

Three thousand archers raise their bows against the clock.

Our troops were not ignorantly ahead of the Lancers. You've placed enough archers behind the Lancer. The archer shoots at the enemies while the Lancer fights back against the cavalry. It was a perfect combination.

The Dwarves scream loudly.

Fire in the hole! ”

The arrowheads pierce the sky and plunge the cavalry into Brittany. Approximately twenty cavalry fell at once. The arrow was not powerful for the heavily armored midfielder, but the arrow was hit by the unfortunate horse.

I summoned joy.

“Great! Keep throwing arrows! I'll give you full arrow support! ”

“Spearman! To the front! ”

The cavalry that dodged the arrowheads is now closing in on the barracks.

Twenty people fell down, and it might feel insignificant, but it was only a single shot and 20 people were disabled. Just four or five more times, and I'll fill a hundred. They only bled out as long as they couldn't break through the stables.

“Ah…! ”

Jeremy takes a breath next to you. I turned my head, and Jeremy opened his eyes wide.

“Something seemed off to me! Commander! Nothing! ”

“What do you mean, nothing? ”

“Lance!”

Jeremy shouts.

“The cavalry's not holding Lance! ”

“What?"

I was furious and looked forward. An impeccable piece of silver armor. A warrior born of a crossing with a monster. The cavalry had everything they needed. ― ― But there was no Lance!

There were no eight-metre knight Lance, Brittany's pre-sale patent, nor was there a five-meter Lance used by regular cavalry that always terrified the infantry. Instead, they held a very strange weapon to the Medic.

“A bow...!? ”

At that moment, thousands of arrows crossed the air. The Horsemen of Brittany have become archers! They approached the wooden ledge ten meters ahead and aimed at the arrow. Your soldiers are appalled at the unexpected attack.

“It's an arrow! ”

Screams erupted from everywhere. Soldiers stumble over the wooden fence, struck down by arrows. Nearly a hundred spearers have fallen down, not even a few dozen. Unlike the heavy artillery that covered the whole body with armor, this side was mostly farmers. The defensive power against the arrows was different.

The Brittany cavalry has been constantly circling away from the woodwork for some time. The previous heat drops back after firing an arrow, and the next heat rises.

It seemed like an infinite repetition. Swarm! It was a swarm tactic! A tactic dedicated to the nomads and the best archers on the continent, the horsemen of Brittany were realising it.

“Ugh, ahhhh! Move!”

“Fools! Shields up! Shields up! ”

“Shhh, my arm, my arm! ”

The crowd quickly became confused. Longbowmen pick up their small wooden shields and try to avoid the arrows somehow. The peasants covered their heads with a shield because of their first-ever arrowheads. Naturally, the windows gradually descend toward the ground.

I was stunned and speechless for several seconds. What I said right after was more like mild malignancy than words.

“Did you mean this, Henrietta...! ”

“Commander! Give the order!"

Jeremy wakes me up next to him. Dammit! There's not even a moment to lose in anger. Thanks to the dwarves, the line was holding, but the damage was obvious. I bite my teeth and scream.

“Face the arrows with your arrows! Raise your archers forward, and those with shields take care of the archers! ”

“Give the order immediately! ”

Jeremy gestures at 20 assassins. The order was out of range for the flag, so the crew needed to deliver the order manually.

Fortunately, they were quickly elite assassins who fought first in rank in the horse system. The crew skillfully dives in despite the crowds of thousands of Lancers in front of them, giving orders to the Dwarf sergeants. The Dwarves started shouting because he couldn't get to him either.

“To the archers! Come forward, archers!”

“Defend the archers with your shield! Boys, don't be afraid! If the archers and archers fight, this is the Hundred and Hundred! ”

“Trust your allies! Defend your allies!”

The soldiers move fearlessly. The archer runs through the ranks. The archer, who was buried in the crowd, pushes forward with his hands. They start shooting arrows with a slight time gap. The Dwarves encouraged me.

“Aim for the horse! Aim for the horse! ”

Three thousand archers were predominantly hunters. You can't fire a single shot like a trained archer, but you don't fall behind the accuracy. Archers desperately start shooting arrows, believing in the protection of their allies.

“Damn it!”

I hit the ground with my feet because I couldn't overcome the anger. Fooled you completely!

Queen Henrietta was fully aware that we were going to be extremely defensive. Friends say they like Saint-Denis Plain as a battlefield. Queen Henrietta, however, longed for us to.

I sharpened my teeth. I've been in the same situation as this. Rosenberg Change Bag, they also used highly trained cavalry to tackle the archers.

“Is this the reproduction of Austerlitz...! ”

Tens of thousands of Lancers are gathering in the cramped plains. Perfect for maximizing the damage caused by arrows. We feared the horseback riding on Brittany so much, we were unable to prepare for the rest of the archers caught in the image.

“Commander. We still have the advantage. ”

Jeremy says calmly. She doesn't make a face as usual. Jeremy's dry and cold nature is revealed on his face.

“If you continue to use the archers as shields, the archers will eventually be defeated. Look. The wooden fence serves as a barrier. ”

Jeremy was right. I ordered the binders to be filthy and made excellent arrowheads.

Quite a number of archers cling to it and dodge the attack, shooting arrows through a small crevice between the wooden ledge and the wooden ledge. The spearers step back, slightly out of reach of the arrow.

“I know. But you're pathetic for being deceived by Queen Henrietta! ”

“It may have had a miraculous effect right away, but it doesn't change Queen Henrietta's lack of leverage. Calmly forward……. ”

Jeremy blurs. She looks forward. I sensed something unfortunate in Jeremy's eyes. You turn your head to follow her.

The archers slowly retreat. There are soldiers fallen by arrows all over the place. I retreated, fearing that we would be harmed by the gunfire. It seemed that way, too.

“The second column……! ”

The second row of cavalry rushed in, alternating with the first row. Cavalries dressed more glamorously than the previous Horsemen. Knights flew their horses here, flying the Black Lily cloak, symbolic of Brittany.

I wore full body armor, even horses, thoroughly.

Unlike the first row, he was perfectly armed as a cavalry man. Yes, the perfect weapon! They were picking on Lance, the eight-meter Lance!

The desperate screams of your soldiers echo through the air.

“Knight! Knight on horseback!" ”