From a terminal Soldier to Monarch

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It's hard to determine the number of enemies by footsteps at night.

As long as it takes time or there are no special tools.

‘There's four.’

I estimated the number by looking at the footprints and trails in the mediocre blue light.

“That's it, isn't it? For what you ate earlier? ”

You hear an excited snoring voice behind you.

This guy says the enemy is close, he's nervous.

The axe is a dull face, and in fact, that beard makes it hard to read faces.

Digo is a mix of moderate tension and excitement.

Eyes open, breath short.

“Everyone take a deep breath. ”

I took a deep breath and exhaled terribly at the end.

“Phew."

I can see the light spreading far and wide.

It was like a campfire.

I saw all the people standing behind me taking a breath, and I said to Lind,

“See?”

As long as the darkness doesn't obstruct, Lynd's vision is as close to fraud as possible.

“What are you going to light a fire and bake on it? ”

“How many are there? ”

“Two.”

Set fire to the rocks.

A lump of blue smoke rises above it.

It may actually be a grey act, but the color seems unique thanks to the delight of the blind.

"Isn't the sun shining when you don't see anything?"

Is it time to start worrying?

I looked at my nose and I said,

"It's just for one day, so let's just focus on it."

My nose nodded.

I can tell by the look on your face.

I wasn't nervous. I was too nervous.

That's why my mouth is restless.

I closed my eyes and imagined the battle ahead.

If things go south, you could get hurt and die.

That would be a regular soldier, after all.

If you were afraid of a group of 15 average boys, you wouldn't be wandering around the field in the first place.

What I have now is strength and passion.

Before tension and excitement subside, now is the time for optimal combat power.

Then the best hand we have is a surprise.

Moreover, there is nothing to roll here.

"He's a regular soldier."

I was sure that I remembered the axe and Diego.

Has both the advantages of numbers and excellence of skills

There was also open field of view.

“Axe.”

Start with the veteran. He starts to move forward with two axes in his hand.

“In a straight line. ”

Even without training, it's not that hard to keep chasing people around.

I got the rear.

I know there won't be any elite troops among the scouts in Armstrong.

‘Cause they're preparing something bigger. ’

I would have borrowed excellent soldiers and rangers for that one fight.

I mean, those guys over there.

Among the regular soldiers.

‘They are clumsy. ’

But we have to keep it to a minimum, so I'll take the rear.

"Lynd, tell me if they get weird."

It's quite a distance. I can't even hear my voice right now.

As you get closer, you will be sensitive to even the smallest sound.

Zec.

The axe was brave.

You walk wide on the silent line.

It's hard to keep up with the other troops following.

I didn't stop the axe.

I could hear the sound of saliva swallowing. Everyone kept their mouths shut and followed.

“Hmm?"

When I got that close.

I'm sure it doesn't look like it's in the dark, but we saw an enemy.

Four.

One of them looked at us and tilted his head.

Everyone lowered themselves so low that they could kiss the grass on the floor.

I caught the axe trying to slip away.

You shake your head at the axe looking back.

Not yet.

The soldier who was looking at us immediately ran through the campfire and looked inside.

‘There you go.'

If only they were a little more skillful, if only they were a little more cautious.

At least I had to check, but I was mistaken.

And in the field, delusion brings death.

Tak.

I shoved the butt of the axe.

Night raids are easy to spot.

It is better to rush as soon as you get closer than a certain distance.

Flame on.

I want the femur of the axe to inflate, and I run like hell.

No shouting, no shouting.

His body cracks open the atmosphere like a shot.

“What! What! ”

The axe that has already arrived in front of the opposing Pokémon swings its axe from top to bottom while the creature thrashes through the campfire.

Puck!

The head is parted in half, and a row of blue liquids flows through it.

Splits one's head open and throws his foot into the campfire.

The big light that was illuminating the surroundings scatters.

Darkness to the enemy, blue to our eyes a little darker.

“Oops!”

“Ambush!”

The three leaning against the rock raise themselves up.

Both react quickly, but one is slow.

“Digo!"

Digoda was stuck close behind the axe.

Shhh! Shhh!

A spear pierces a man's neck.

As the other one tries to react, the axe races back violently.

Kick!

For the first time, a lump of iron rang.

I ran and saw Lynd.

‘Smart guy. ’

I already have my nose, freckles and one other crew running behind me.

“Tsk!”

The man who stopped the axe from striking the late riser.

The two of them look at us, their eyebrows flutter.

The fight has already been decided.

The opposing Pokémon are terrified, and our vigor rises.

“Kill him.”

The target is deliberately told to listen.

Force hits the target.

There's nothing good about taking a long time.

Even if they blow the whistle, it will be a problem.

The pole throws out a spear behind you.

Bam!

It's a blunt stabbing site, but it can be stabbed from top to bottom with an accessory.

“Ugh!"

The moment the startled one dodges to the side, it's over.

The axe that was waiting opens its throat with its crosshairs.

Puck!

Half my throat was cut off and I bled everywhere.

The difference between visible and invisible is great.

They fight in the dark, and we fight in the light.

This should suffice to fill the difference between experience and combat strength.

The axe was capable of killing them all one-on-one.

The moment I turned to flee, whether I wanted to be the only one left.

Puck! Puck!

Two spears pierced his stomach and chest.

“Chug!”

He tries to act out, bleeding out from his mouth.

I closed his mouth.

“Shh.”

That was the last time.

Soon, he blushes, foaming at the bottom.

"Phew, Phew."

You see the breathing nosebleeds and lids.

“Well done.”

I spoke to them and commanded all my men.

“What are you doing? Digging. ”

The first battle was a slaughter, not a battle, the moment you encountered the cavalry.

That was the other way around.

So, for them, the first battle is now.

Before the excitement set in, I forced them to move.

“Huh? Huh. ”

Everyone sells land diligently. I dug the ground for blood everywhere.

Then you search the enemy's arms.

I took the dried jerky and barrel.

‘Our supplies are better than ours. ’

Of course I do.

The 7th Infantry receives only the worst supplies.

I took some silver coins and put them to good use.

I switched my spear with Lynd's spear.

“Bury it all. ”

You can't cheat for long, but you can cheat for a day.

I asked all of them, but it didn't take long.

I opened my mouth again, measuring the time the sun rose in my heart.

“Let's go.”

There's no room to think this is over.

I pushed them away.

“Go.”

Walk again.

The fact that he set a campfire is proof that he tried to spend some time here.

Time was on our side.

‘I see.'

The opposing Pokémon can't afford to spin a scout without rest.

The real ones have been put into other work by now.

Louder, we walked in the night we saw.

And I reached the supply corridor in the hills, which I had seen before.

This is still a small serious role in monitoring and protecting the supply lines.

“Lynd.”

Now he knows his role just by calling out his name.

“I see six heads. ”

‘More than five. ’

I took a diligent step closer to the hill.

You point up at the hill.

Everybody, follow me up there.

Slowly push away like a turtle.

On the way, I thought about what kind of battle I'd be fighting.

Shall we attack them at once? ’

If there are a lot of numbers, you might miss them.

We didn't make a sound until I saw the enemy's face.

Two crooked bastards, holding out their heads and having a light conversation.

And the three of them put their campfires in the middle, staring down at the floor, making some noise.

It was seven.

I took out the Daolong.

Phew.

Take a deep breath and aim without making a sound.

Hook.

Ping.

A paralyzed, drowsy man is stuck in his neck.

He falls asleep with his head to his side.

No one pays attention to the sleeping soldier.

I once again wore a tortoise.

"Hook, ping!"

Two sleepy bastards slam their heads to the ground.

‘There are still five of them. ’

Even if the axe and Diego solve both.

‘If one of us gets out, we have to make a run for it. ’

If the horsemen chase us, we're beyond mission failure.

I paused the squad and looked for a better way.

Even in the dark, you can't hide all sound and sound.

Won't the beast attack them from somewhere?

Or maybe they'll sneak up on each other if they have a good chat.

Or else, if there's anything they can draw their attention to.

I stared at Lynd's face, not thinking.

It's Linda.

No wrinkles, no armor, and when we get back to town, who's gonna see him as a soldier?

You think you're one of the village boys.

And so am I.

I pulled the men back.

I went as far as I couldn't hear my voice, and then I opened my mouth.

“I'm going to ambush you. ”

“I think it will. ”

Lind told me.

Of course we do. No matter how hard we hide, we're not assassins or bandits.

The target's position is too good even if it is trained separately.

Hills are nice to bend from top to bottom.

No matter how much darkness envelops us, it is hard to miss the sudden human form.

“Listen up. ”

I explained the sudden operation.

After hearing it all, snoring says.

“Will this work? ”

"I think it will. No, it'll work."

Lind speaks.

A single blow to the will is meaningful because it always exceeds the target's expectations.

If I can't, I'm screwed.

At that time, the role of the axe and Digo was important.

The axe snaps its nose and spits.

After I finished talking, this time I was ahead.

No, they all went to a different route except for me.

I'll get as close as I can so I can't see him.

Now it's up to me to decide if this raid is successful.

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"Those two bastards got you pretty good."

A chattering soldier tramples his foot on the sleeping soldier's butt.

"Hey, leave it. Yesterday's card cost me my entire fortune."

The soldier who lifted his foot glances back.

And then I take my foot off.

"I'd rather cut my wrists than play cards with those bastards."

“Why? Did I lose you, too? ”

“Don't talk to me. ”

During the conversation, one of the three turning cards said to both of them,

“I've always had a fair fight. ”

“Fuck you.”

"I can see you smiling and talking, and I want to kick you in the face."

“I'm sick of it. ”

“But this is better. Last night, I heard the scouts next door were going around grazing. ”

“Why are you grazing? ”

“You don't know? I can't wait to get them to work. Where it was taken badly. ”

“Wait.”

I silenced my colleague, not talking.

"Hoo, give me another one."

“Quiet.”

I spoke to the soldiers turning the cards, and I looked into the darkness with my spear in my hand.

When I close my eyes, I can see something moving.

I raised my spear in front of you.

“Who are you?”

A shadow that stops and stops when he shouts.

It's too dark to see properly.

Enemies?

But this is also the rear area within the unit.

Sercado's army cannot sneak in here.

If I could come, I'd be a minority elite.

The assassination of a commander means you have no reason to come here.

The soldier clears his mind in a short time shouts.

“Come forward! ”

Then I saw a dimple coming out of the front of the campfire.

I opened my eyes.

The target is caught in the soldier's eyes.

The catch becomes loose.

He was a delirious boy who had sinned.