From a terminal Soldier to Monarch

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Canneruck doesn't bother.

‘There is no commander. ’

I know the enemy's condition at a glance.

Your numbers have been tricked into dirt, so you can take victory if you stay strong in the early days.

The order is broken, and their movements are in chaos.

There are many factors that can be defeated in battle.

One of those elements is happening to the enemy now.

Absence of a commander.

The presence of a commander who operates strategies and tactics changes the winning or losing of battles.

“Everyone.”

The soldiers focus on Canneruck's voice, swallowing only dry saliva.

The Dozens wiped their trousers with sweat on their hands due to similar tension.

“Charge.”

With the horse, Canneruck shuts up.

And then I ran.

You cannot tell an ally to trust himself.

There are too many things that I've given up so far.

So Canneruck showed me in action.

Grab the sword and run at the leading edge.

The first of the conditions of a great general is overwhelming power.

Moreover, this battle is a battle of force that requires no special strategy and tactics.

If the teeth in the lead crush the enemy, the odds will be higher and the damage will be less.

‘We need to take control of the aircraft. ’

You see three aggressive soldiers who have come to block Canneruck's sight.

Strengthens feet that hit the ground.

I drew my sword in a heartbeat.

Chang!

Evil!

Left to right.

A sword with a large circle.

Only two enemies' throats and a cleaved chest remain in the passage of the Canneruck.

“Huff.”

Blood gushes from my chest, and one falls late.

“Waaaahhhh!”

The soldier you see right behind you screams, and the soldier who hears it screams again.

Canneruck realizes as he runs.

This battle is not your own.

This achievement belonged to a boy soldier named Chris.

Canneruck pushes his dirty thoughts back.

It was time to fight.

“Let's go!”

Raise your morale by shouting and running.

Blow! Blow!

Every time his sword goes into the air, his neck is cut off and his chest is split.

“Huff!”

“Chug!”

It pierces between the ribs, puncturing the viscera, and pushes the flying spear through the shield.

Bam!

A soldier throws out his spear with all his might and falls forward, losing his center of gravity.

It was natural for Cannerruck's sword to pass through his neck.

Spatula.

Knights are experts in combat.

In other words, you're an expert on murder.

He was a ‘knight’ with the strength and skill to deal with ten terminal soldiers at the same time.

Even if he had been faithless all this time, it was not something a soldier could do.

The canoe has turned into an anthill.

A running soldier runs out of here.

“Shit! Fall back! ”

Armstrong shouts.

“Kill them all! ”

“George!"

“Fuck you, you big-ass motherfuckers! ”

You hear an ally scream.

The X.O. is running wild. The soldiers are running wild.

The lack of training and the lack of numbers had nothing to do with it now.

The enemy has no head, and only soldiers flee or run into chaos.

This is a group of soldiers who have been sober for two days, and the feeble are the scarecrows with fallen heads.

The moment I saw the process and heard the screams of the soldiers.

Buried deep in my heart, what I tried to forget burns hot.

“Urahhhh!”

It's been years.

Cannerucks burst out from deep inside the lungs, as the chest instructed.

It was a complete and overwhelming victory.

There are runaway soldiers, but there are no rebellious soldiers.

Everyone ran away.

As soon as I see that there are no rebellious soldiers, Canneruck shouts.

“All forces!”

Keep your eyes peeled.

“Regroup!”

Gather around.

“Regroup!”

Not one soldier questioned his words.

He was a great commander in the lead.

Canneruck walked out.

This place is small.

Even if the raid worked, it was over if we stayed long enough.

The mission was for one purpose.

“All we have to do is get ”

It reminds me of what Chris said.

Reputation.

It was enough to proclaim the power of the 7th Infantry by accumulating achievements.

“I'm coming back!”

Soldiers are reunited at the sound of the captain's shout.

Although not an orderly group, I was able to go back in line.

On the way back, Canneruck sees three allies awaiting his arrival.

Armor was only worn with thin clothes and a cape, where it had been thrown away.

“Are you here?”

In the lead was a boy who proposed and carried out all these operations.

“I've been there.”

Canneruck said.

Chris nods.

Two dead.

Fourteen injured.

Kill three enemy commanders and take their supplies.

Serious destruction.

Needless to say, he was one of the most decorated men in this battle.

Chris joins in as he sees fit, and Canneruck takes the lead.

Canneruck opens his mouth toward the paused troops.

“Return to the Old Testament. Execute.”

“Execute!”

Soldiers begin to run with the tenacious captain's skillful robe.

*

I was stuck on the back of my head when I saw it.

You look behind you, but you can't see the pursuit of your arm.

‘You can't go after them right away. ’

It was an unfortunate surprise and a terrible battle for which the commander was lost.

"Hoo, did you see that? A spear like mine?"

“That's funny. You closed your eyes and stabbed me. Son of a bitch.”

“Did you see that? Where are you insulting your brother's spear? ”

You feel a hot heat coming from the soldiers who aren't getting excited.

There was a battle and a victory.

You see the overwhelming heat of the canoe and the enemy picks down like a fallen leaf in front of it.

You pull out your spear and defeat the enemy.

Other people's hands, not theirs.

I understand the excitement of the soldiers' red faces.

“Hello?”

The snot welcomed me with the face described above.

“Well done.”

Lynd nods as I speak.

The snot spurts.

“Did you see that, Captain Canneruck? ”

I saw him swing his first sword from afar.

Even if I hadn't seen it since, it was a guess.

It would have been a violent swell that wiped them all out.

“What a strong commander. I thought I was killing them all by myself. ”

My nostrils murmur. I can feel the heat from the soldiers here, too.

"Hey, that's what Chris already · · · · ·."

Lind opens her mouth and grabs his shoulder to speak.

“Leave it alone.”

Lynd, look at this guy.

I don't realize that what I did, not Canneruck, was deciding the outcome of the battle.

Lind shakes her head.

I look behind me, avoiding the excitement of snoring.

There's no chance the pursuit's coming from behind. ’

The supply troops of Armstrong are devastated because of the repairs and chases.

I thought of a map in my head.

Behind the door here.

The snake hits the vicinity of the tail, and we cut off its tip.

On the way, my head could be on the road.

We need to get there as fast as we can, but we're running late.

If you meet the enemy now, you will win.

"Hey, aren't you going to meet those sell-outs again? My spear will dance."

“Fuck you.”

The victorious soldier does not see his true state.

We don't need the cavalry. Die the moment you encounter a trained infantryman.

Just to be clear, the 7th Infantry is still the best medicine on the battlefield.

Lack of training and lack of experience.

It was all about one battle and one experience of victory.

It's time to go ahead and say we need to speed things up.

“Don't talk nonsense, I'll jump on this crocodile! From now on, we run at full speed! No late comers tonight! ”

I heard the voice of the commander.

And then I started running.

“To?”

“Suddenly?”

It takes a few moments, but the march is fast enough to leave no room for more chatter.

You can see the canoe running at the forefront.

At the rear of the chunk, we also sped up.

At this rate, we won't be able to track down any enemy troops.

Now I'm relieved.

Inhale on your left foot, exhale on your right and keep pace.

Every soldier runs, controlling his breath with his own realization.

It's only been two days, but this is what morning's old-school training brings.

No one would have fallen.

I've been reviewing what I did and what I've done today with peace of mind.

I killed the Quartermaster, and I killed two of his white commanders.

You set the fire and plundered supplies in the meantime.

‘It may not work twice. ’

It won't work if the commander isn't an idiot.

Assassination is assassination, but the man at the forefront has enabled this.

‘No matter how many opponent commanders there are. ’

You charged into the untrained infantry and defeated the enemy.

They're in the lead, they're slowing us down, they're raising us up.

That was one of the key points of this battle.

Thanks to this, the soldiers charge up, instead of straining.

It reminded me of the requirements of victory, why the enemy was defeated, etc.

Hook, hook!

The breathing of the nearby soldiers grows rougher.

I can jump faster than before.

“Run like hell! Troops are closing in!”

You hear Canneruck scream.

Man, you're energetic.

It took me more than half a day to get here.

Half the time to come back was enough.

When I returned to the base, the soldiers fell to the ground.

"Huff, huff, huff, I'm dying."

"Phew, ugh."

"Are you vomiting or breathing?"

Digo and his axe were broken to the ground.

My breath was rough, so I had to take a deep breath and exhale a few times.

That's how I saw the canoe.

It looks like you are taking a moderate breath.

But it's a knight-level thing.

The gap between them is unthinkable.

Perfect as long as it doesn't have a bulging ship.

Canneruck picks his breath and walks slowly.

A step toward the center of the fallen soldiers.

Walking and he didn't take his eyes off me.

Active.

His eyes were burning with fire that was greater than before.

He stops and canoes the perimeter.

Without a word, everyone's gaze came together.

There were many soldiers who remembered the independence he showed me today.

“Today we are. ”

As he opens his mouth, even his breath is silent.

Meanwhile, Canneruck speaks.

“I won.”

A very short silence surrounds the surrounding area, but a resounding shout soon erupted.

Whoa, whoa!

“I won!”

“Rawr!”

Ralph and Fedel are also visible behind the canoe.

Both of them are shouting for tears in their ears.

As the Canneruck raises one hand, several Dozens roam around calming the soldiers down.

“Quiet!”

“The commander speaks! ”

Canneruck raises his sword as a cane and gathers his hands on it.

“Chris scout commander. ”

My name came out of his mouth.

“Yes, Captain Chris. ”

I took a step forward.

You don't have to patronize me.

He looks at me and opens his mouth.

“Do you know what we need now? ”

I need it. My eyes are all over the place.

Soldiers filled with Jerky and Dried Fruit all day long.

I walked during the day, and when I came back, I ran to my death.

This face is red because you're not getting excited, but it's dark under your eyes.

I don't know now, but after the excitement, fatigue will overwhelm the whole body.

Normally, this is a moment where you need to rest.

But not right now.

I opened my mouth slowly, taking everyone's eyes.

A victory in the first battle is not a break.

“Meat.”

“That's right.”

Canneruck took my word for it.

In time, Ralph and Fedel brought in a pile of raw meat.

“Meat.”

“Meat!”

“Hungry!”

“Let's eat!”

“And a drink! Commander!”

“Give me a drink! ”

“Booze! Booze! ”

“Meat! Meat! ”

It's the middle of a frenzy.

The exhausted soldiers rise up and make a fuss.

Some are covered in blood, some are injured.

I still have a consistent expression.

Some people die, but the joy of victory is a moment we must not miss.

“Drink.”

Canneruck's permission has been dropped.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

"Oh, you bastards."

I'm going to lose my ear.Are you yelling right next to me?

“Captain Chris! Roast some meat!”

“Yes! You have to cook it for me! ”

“Are you going to use the Dowager Leader as a cook? ”

Ralph approaches, speaking.

“And you are? ”

When I told him, Ralph laughed at Vashti.

A smile that doesn't go with a bad impression.

If the stranger laughed like this, he would have doubted what he was up to.

You set campfires everywhere.

“Let's eat together. ”

Ralph sits in front of a campfire and smashes his palm on the side.

“Let's set up a perimeter first. ”

“There you go.”

A canoe truck.

He looks at me and talks to me and connects me.

“The 6th Infantry will take care of it. ”

Looking behind him, you see a man with a soft smile.

It was a wheelchair.

"What have you done? ’

He asked, mouth-shaped.

I avoided Canneruck's gaze. I couldn't explain in a word or two what I did today.

And now it's time to eat and drink.

Ralph says he has a leather army by his side.

“Give me that. ”

“How old are you? ”

“The right age for a drink. ”

You take a skin and bite the barrel pouch and sprinkle the dried salt flower leaves on the meat with your remaining hands.

Sararak.

Gulp!

A scorching liquor rushes down your throat.

Not a good drink.

An inexpensive poisonous tongue supplied to soldiers.

After eating, the tongue becomes red and sticks to it.

It was moderately poisonous and moderately sweet to eat after combat.

“Yaa!”

My stomach is burning. It's a feast to celebrate my victory.

“Long live the Canneruck commander! ”

On one side, you hear the sound of a cannonball.

“Hail to the lactating captain. ”

Who is it? Who brought forth the name of the forgotten curse?

My eyes glanced over the campfire beside me.

It was a wheelchair.

In the meantime, I guess you heard what happened today.

“Milkman! Captain Canneruck! ”

“Captain Canneruck! Tits up!”

The Canneruck's name favors him from everywhere.

Although, technically, he wasn't referring to me.

The night air was freezing.

The campfire that was lit to grill the meat was hot, and the fever in which the seven infantry roasted was hotter.

It was a crazy night.