From a terminal Soldier to Monarch

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Tea!

With a loud noise, Canneruck opens his eyes.

My stomach flutters and my head twitches because I shook on an unnamed drink.

You reach out and find the barrel.

Challenge.

I picked up a bucket half full of water and bit the tap into my mouth.

"Gulp, gulp, gulp!"

A drop of water flowed from my mouth.

“Whoa.”

I feel much better inside.

I quenched my thirst and woke up.

Flutter.

I opened the tent door and saw dozens of soldiers come out of it.

“Hot!”

The sound of a struggle is quite resounding.

The way you roll out the window is terrible.

Elbows, not hands. You just put your hands on it. Yo-Yo is powered here.

I saw a man explaining.

Ralph was a Dowager Captain.

Said he was a mercenary.

He points at his waist and elbows one after the other, saying,

“Like this.”

Heave!

The spear in his hand moves forward shyly.

A thrust that twists and thrusts at your waist.

That looks a little useful.

But you can't teach a soldier.

If I'm not skilled, I'll never be able to follow that easily.

What the soldiers need to do now is basic.

The hand holding the spear is at the waist, and its tip points to the enemy at an oblique angle.

This is one of the basics of pause.

What a soldier needs to learn is pose, not spin Pierce.

If you stand up and stab a stuffed animal.

‘There might be a slight chance of survival. ’

If it's a problem, how many times can that crude spear last?

It takes a lot to make a weapon.

Trial and error are also necessary to become a great weapons artisan.

Faults made by artisan apprentices before making proper weapons.

They're supplies. They're weapons.

That's where the armor is.

Rotten leather armor because it wasn't tanned properly.

There was something that was hard in the sun, so I pressed it with my hand and it broke.

Fight only at night.

No, rain is the worst.

When wet, the hide expands and retreats, becoming a burden, not an armor.

There was a bigger problem.

If you destroy it to train, will the supplies come back?

He's not coming.

This is often the case when an Ogre gives birth to its offspring and an Orc comes out.

It means a person who is not welcome.

For a moment, Canneruck turns his head toward the soldier.

"That's disgusting."

It bothers me to think.

“Commander.”

It was Fedel.

“You've been working hard since morning. ”

Look at the soldier and say it.

“I want to live all of them. ”

Fedel smiles and answers.

I want to live. Everyone wants to live.

They're just unlucky.

Canneruck came to his base.

Fedel is also unlucky.

When I first stepped into the battlefield, I grabbed a light bulb.

After that, he stalks himself.

“Commander.”

Fedel calls to himself.

Fedel's face is slightly red from the sound of the soldier's groaning.

I was looking forward to it.

“If you train and prepare properly · · ·. ”

“Arthur.”

With spears and armor like that? I've been dragged around from defense and battlefield to war, but the worst is here.

At least give me something to fight for.

I told you to bring an untrained infantry into the Cavalry.

He has also not trained properly for over a year.

Not only did I become a commander, but I was also dull as a knight.

A rusty, toothless sword.

Let's see Fedel as he strokes his chubby belly. He opens his mouth.

“Can't I? ”

“We're out of supplies. ”

Common excuses, but appropriate excuses.

How do you train with equipment that will break down when you use it?

Minimum conditions were not met.

Moreover, they don't give them food properly.

Uneaten Soldiers have no strength.

There are limits to fighting with perseverance and coming.

You have to eat first.

If you want to live with an enemy infantry and not a cavalry, you have to run away.

‘If he had a head, he would run away. ’

Desertion is not a good option.

Earl Van Ludwig doesn't have enough time at the moment, and if he escapes, he won't be able to catch a few mounted soldiers.

And he'll decapitate in front of everyone.

It's a place where people die. ’

Here.

“You have soldiers, don't you? ”

Fedel blinks.

“You just go to the 6th Infantry. ”

I picked it up out of pity, but I'm not as smart and talented as I thought.

So here's the thing.

“I don't want to.”

He said he'd be under his feet the whole time.

We'll catch a sinking ferry and die together.

“Idiot.”

Fedel shakes his head with stubborn eyes after losing his smile.

Dagdac! Dagdac!

You hear the hoof.

Not a raid!

“Wagon!”

“But I have a baby daddy on fire. ”

The lactating commander? I turned my eyes away because I wanted to hear something.

You see two wagons approaching the base.

Canneruck narrows his eyes.

You see the symbol of the arm gate next to the wagon.

“Fedel?”

He replied before he even asked who it was.

“I'm Captain Chris. ”

Chris?

"Ah, the Red Horn."

A Dowager commander who put himself in charge.

It was done by gathering all the white bands.

I felt like I was doing that because I was serious about the red horn.

That's why Canneruck himself got a few more bottles of booze, so it was a good deal.

A skilled hunter and a captain with a scout.

A young soldier close to a boy.

That's all Canneruck knew.

“What's that wagon? ”

“I'm not sure. ”

Fedel's answering eyes gleam brightly.

“I'll find out.”

Fedel goes down under the burinake.

The Canneruck saw Palmer's Wagon and thought of everything.

Looks like a supply wagon. ’

"Why is this here? ’

Did you rob the wrong wagon? ’

I looked at the men's clothes and spears, including Chris.

There was dirt and blood.

"You fought for it"? ’

I didn't see anyone hurt.

Once again, he gathered the scout leader's information that he knew about Chris.

Boy Soldier and Scout X.O.

Excellent hunter.

“What have you done? ”

I gave up everything, but I couldn't stand the curiosity.

*

When you stop the wagon, all the soldiers gather.

Speechless.

Everyone's gaze was pierced.

“Where did you get this wagon all of a sudden? ”

A soldier with a ripe pair of boots approaches and asks.

“I stole it.”

I said it with confidence.

The palefaced soldier opens his mouth.

“Stealing supplies is instant execution. ”

And get away from the wagon as if you saw a horrible monster.

The soldiers step back one by one.

This is the 7th Infantry.A soldier who doesn't even recognize the crest of Sercago and Palmer.

I was mistaken that I robbed the Earl Van Ludwig's pockets.

At least some of the Dozens frowned and saw the sentence on the side of the wagon.

The Dozens might know.

I listened to them quietly.

“I've seen it somewhere. ”

“I see. Is that the Earl's crest? ”

“Is that right? So he actually robbed the supplies? ”

· · · Yes. I wanted a lot.

The crest of the Earl Van Ludwig's family is a picture of a tall wall.

And Armand's national sentence is eight dots.

Those ignorant bastards. At least the Commander's family crest must know to perform tactics by looking at the flag.

This infantry is also about tactical training.

“Chris!"

I can see Fedel running.

You don't know that, do you?

He is a Dowager commander in the 7th infantry who is part of the very axis of using his head.

“What's going on? ”

His eyes turn to the back of the wagon. I was curious about what was loaded.

“I stole it.”

Chris said, sweeping the symbol with his eyes.

“This is just like the rest of them. ”

The blacksmith behind him clapped his hands at the sound.

“That's right. The door! That's an inscription! ”

The noise of the soldiers around you grows louder.

“You're going to lift an arm? ”

“Why is it here? ”

“Chris stole it. ”

Yeah, you guys.

I didn't rob Count Van Ludwig's pockets. I robbed him of his supply.

I looked down from the carriage seat.

No one understood the situation properly.

Even Fedel blinks and looks up at me.

A very embarrassed face. I don't know what to say or how to deal with this.

A snout sticks out your head from behind.

He said, chewing the jerky.

“Why? We stole this wagon. ”

Only a few cases are proud to have been stolen.

They are still dumbstruck.

At this point, we had to communicate the situation to them in an intuitive and clear way.

My men stopped the wagon on one side.

Hee-young!

“Yes, yes, eat the grass. ”

You stroke the poor horse, then go to the back of the wagon and pull out a few things.

There's only one thing I need in this moment.

You see a well-refined spear. This isn't it.

Some boots are too tired to come out with solid shields and holes.

There is also leather armor that has been tanned clean.

Supplies are very clean and good.

You saw me looking next to him.

‘You guys are eating so well. ’

A pile of meat on grease paper.

I wouldn't normally manage smoked meat or jerky like this.

This is the benefit of a short supply road.

Pulled it out, and I ripped out the grease paper.

Larynx.

An unsteady blood splashes over the soil.

Soldiers were watching my every move without breathing.

Gulp!

You hear someone swallow your saliva in silence.

“What are you doing?"

I looked at them and I said,

“Light a fire. ”

I forgot.

Everyone blinks and drools.

“Starting today, I will eat all three meats for two days. ”

He looks at the luggage from behind and says.

“· · · Meat? ”

Fedel opens his mouth.

You're embarrassed.

The first was a boot soldier who had retreated from the wagon.

When he stepped back earlier, his mouth was wide open.

“Shit! Chris! I love you!”

A very loud shout strikes my ear.

I thought my eardrum was really far away this time.

After that, a soldier comes out and shouts.

“Son of a bitch! He's a scout commander! I love you, scout leader!”

They've already tasted meat once.

“I love you more! I can show you mercy if you want! ”

These crazy bastards.

“I'll lend you my breasts even if they don't get wet! Hail to the milkman!”

“Crazy bastard!”

I opened my mouth without knowing it.

“Hail, milkman! ”

But the situation was already out of control.

“Hail, milkman! ”

Soldiers chant, "Long live the lactating captain."

I saw the face of the soldier who promised to lend me his breasts and engraved it on his bones.

I'll never forget you.

I'll get his milk out if I forget.

“Heehee. Exciting. ”

The snot says next to you.

Lind approaches to the side and puts her hands on her shoulders.

“I'm sleepy.”

“Eat and sleep. ”

Lind nods.

“Of course. ”

“Waaaahhhh!”

I thought the screaming soldier tore my eardrums.

We'll hear six infantry troops with real estate right next to us. Boys.

I'm too excited.

“Here's some firewood! ”

The soldiers make swift movements.

“Ralph, you gather firewood. We'll get the stone tablets! ”

Some of the Dozens shared their duties.

I'm good at it.

I glanced back while sweeping through the soldiers.

I saw a man there who wasn't in it.

Canneruck, this is the infantry commander.

When I look at him, he looks at me.

It was like burying it with my own eyes.

What are you?

I had a light smile.

What, someone who grabbed you by the neck and dragged you in to keep this unit healthy?