From a terminal Soldier to Monarch

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The Knight of the Wolves is dead.

I heard that two young soldiers killed me.

Commander Palmer judged it as a result of carelessness.

‘We're trapped. There's a guy with a gorgeous head. ’

I used pits, arrows, and fire.

I drew the situation of the battlefield by putting together the soldiers who reported it.

The user digs a hole to embarrass it, then turns around and fires an arrow at the base.

You set fire to the footsteps of the troops who occupied the rear and used the Changshang troops.

Bloop.

The wind blows and the sparks in the lamp falter.

The commander closes his eyes and thinks.

'Support from the headquarters has been cut off, and reinforcements have been intercepted by interceptors, and only a few have arrived. ’

If the Knight of the Wolves had lived, he would have won.

‘Traps and carelessness. ’

The commander looks outside the tent with his eyes wide open.

It's in the dark where the wind blows.

And I drew an image of the enemy in the darkness.

"Let's give it a try"? ’

The man who dug a trap and swallowed an ally seems to be confused.

It was a seasoned middle-aged white blacksmith with a long beard.

‘Good, good. ’

The commander has agreed to accept this challenge.

“Scout.”

A scout comes to his call, waiting to be reported.

“All the hostiles are lighting fires and resting. ”

A soldier spying on Sercado's true intentions.

They'll wait until morning.

You would, too.

The morale has risen, but there are few reinforcements and troops that were ambushed by the Interceptor.

‘We'll be waiting for you. ’

Your morale drops as the Five Hundred Allies fail.

The White Devil's cunning fails there as well.

“You said there was a saint in that unit. ”

“I heard you overcame the curse. ”

Rumors floating among the soldiers.

‘It wasn't based on a curse in the first place. ’

Press down with your strength.

The troops here are 15,000.

I had to send 500 quick feet first to crush the enemy's infantry.

In the meantime, you're ready to take out the rest of Sercado's infantry.

In that case, the specialty was doubled.

That was twisted from the start.

You have recorded a defeat from the beginning.

‘I'll kill them all in the morning. ’

The commander was determined.

Friends have a spare number. We can march again with wounded.

The enemy will not be able to.

We should abandon the wounded and flee, or take them back.

Do the injured soldiers stay calm when they leave?

Someone has to take the knife and make the final gesture.

‘If I were a commander, I would form a battalion. ’

The wounded will be the main force.

And I'm gonna save as many lives as I can.

‘The story of defeat and saints is silent. ’

Winning victories that slaughter your enemies ruthlessly boosts morale and boosts rumors.

The commander waited for morning, and soon dawned.

A magnificent opening ceremony boosted the morale of your allies.

“Today we wipe out our enemies! Let's go!"

“Let's go!”

The commanders and the remaining white commanders responded cheerfully.

When I arrived at the right place.

“Hostiles on the run! ”

I heard a strange sound.

“What?"

“They're all running. ”

"Trap? Retreat with only the Resistance left?" ’

The commander's head is flat.

He asked straight away.

“Are there any soldiers left in the enemy's camp? ”

“None! ”

Escape with a wounded man? The commander had no idea the enemy's intentions.

This is just crazy. Including wounded will slow down the march.

If you are chased, you will suffer devastating damage.

If you were Lord Commander of Armstrong, you would never have chosen it.

‘It's a trap.’

I was sure, but I couldn't miss it.

“Follow.”

A feisty enemy can be pierced by force.

I wasn't confident there yesterday.

‘You need to be careful. If you get stuck in a hole or something, you jump. ’

You couldn't have set a giant trap in one night.

The commander shines an eye and orders a pursuit.

I will chase you down and wring your neck.

“I'll take the lead. ”

He was a colleague of a dead knight.

He was also a knight of the Wolves.

“Of course.”

The commander nods.

Soon, Armstrong's forces began to pursue Sercado's forces.

‘Come out of the trap. ’

He must have prepared something.

He opens his eyes and sprinkles scouts everywhere, speeding up his march.

It tilts. There's no sign of it on the Jaitulas Plain.

The enemy was really on the run.

That too, incredibly fast.

“· · · You can splatter that fast? ”

He spits at himself and falls into question.

He couldn't understand.

How did you get away so fast with a wounded man?

I may have killed them all and buried them, but there's no sign of them.

The commander closed his eyes.

Whatever it was, one thing was clear.

‘I was beaten.’

*

- A day ago.

Night marches are dangerous.

Unpaved roads, even on plains, can be bumpy and trip over rocks.

That would be a more painful march for a group of wounded.

“Chew slowly. We have to walk until morning. ”

I silenced a group of soldiers before I took the lead.

Jerky, filled with prepared water, is in the soldiers' hands.

I'd like to light a fire, but I can't do that in a running yard.

Most useless words, but I spoke to the soldiers.

“What about the legs?"

“It hurts.”

"Yes. My hands hurt, too."

The soldier stared at me in the dark instead of walking.

I wish I had all these crazy faces.

“It just is. ”

He stood at the forefront of the great multitude.

So far it's been within the military.

The torch wraps around the plant. If you see an enemy scout, you have a vigilante ready to take his head off.

‘The 5th infantry is well trained. ’

It also appears to be the posture of the injured in the march.

Although the strength of the 7th Infantry is not bad, soldiers made through long training differ from the posture.

They walked better than injuries and were patient.

I thought I'd chew Tough Jerky even if I didn't have a taste.

I looked at them and I finished the damn story.

There is a big difference between a Dowager and a Whiteman.

It's not the end if you take care of ten people.

I had to check and check the status of close to a hundred troops.

‘I've been in the army for years. ’

The place where mercenaries shine most is the battlefield.

And the battles on this continent have never been cut off.

I have fought many wars.

I can't count on you to fight as a white captain on that battlefield.

The greatest advantage of mercenaries who could not fight was their ability to identify and command the battlefield.

A good commander should examine his or her allies and determine their capabilities.

I measured my abilities when I saw a group of wounded white men.

If not treated in a timely manner, there are soldiers whose limbs are crippled by half their intestines and their ribs are broken so they do not lie well.

Some soldiers have poor limbs.

"If I see you, I'm doomed. ’

Let's postpone the encounter with the enemy later.

I stepped on the floor in the lead.

"Lynd, just watch my feet behind me and follow me. Walking on the ground, not in front of it."

“Got it.”

"I'm ahead, Lind's right behind him."

"And I left the latter with Digo, the axe, and Trott."

I told all the soldiers to follow me just by looking at the front foot.

“You have to walk until sunrise. Come on, everybody.”

I didn't tell you where this march was going, but I did tell you when it would end.

Running without a goal reduces morale.

March requires a purpose.

Instead, he only said when it was over, not where he was going to go.

They didn't ask where anyone was going.

As intended, you move swiftly with no room to question the objective.

“Then let's go. ”

And I couldn't say a word from now on.

The sound at night spreads quite far.

There were no fools running around talking about Dorado.

The soldiers swallowed even the groaning of pain.

And so began the silent procession.

Walking and walking. Walking takes more stamina than I thought.

I stood at the forefront of the road.

I leaned on the faint moonlight, and the crippled soldiers followed behind me.

At least some of the able-bodied soldiers packed supplies, such as tents.

I walked sweaty.

The cold dawn air swooped down on my face.

The sweat that flowed quickly cooled.

Rely on the moonlight to see the road and explore the land.

After a long walk. I looked around, and I was sure this road was safe.

Since then, I've increased my speed. You hear the groaning of the instruments of the soldiers following you.

“Stop.”

Until sunrise.

The soldiers who were walking with sweat on my words stopped.

At the forefront, I sigh as I see a faint glow in the surroundings.

I made it to where I wanted to be safe.

“We're here. Watch your step. ”

Then Lind raises her head and looks around.

It's a swamp with deep feet.

A swamp that works well on sprains, inflammation, and many other wounds.

Previously on Scout... It was where Lynd's thigh wound healed.

Locally, five infantry troops were nearby, not six infantry troops.

“How did you get here? ”

Lind tilts her head.

It was strange.

I had to find a way out. In a direction the enemy can't even chase.

If you head towards an ally, you will be spotted by the enemy.

By now, Armand will have all the scouts in place to monitor Sercado's every move.

This operation is a sneak attack from the White Devil.

So Palmer's army will press Sercado.

‘An interceptor hit an ally in the middle. ’

The 5th Infantry, who came to us as reinforcements, encountered an enemy in the friendly's seriousness.

There is a way to escape into the forest, but you may encounter the Interceptor.

The forest was not the best option.

Sercago and Palmoon would have scattered a lot of scouts on the Jaitulas Plain.

As soon as the White Devil spreads, the portal will start to move.

‘Obviously the first thing to do. ’

Cut off the eyes and ears.

Take care of Sercado's scouts and then advance as you see fit.

We also run a separate unit to catch our allies' messengers.

Do they watch their backs?

Yes, but vigilance is the foundation of a good commander.

But I'm going to invest more nerve in the front.

Even if it's just for a day, my path is the safest route on this battlefield.

Then, should Commander Armstrong reinforce the rear guard?

Maybe we should see if they have a special unit?

No. I can see enemy forces ahead.

The scouts will keep their eyes open as each troop moves.

You can respond by turning around and moving enough force to hit you.

Sercago and Palmoon know each other's forces well.

So I won't do it anymore.

The plains of Zayturas are wide, but open.

Even if you miss the troop's movements, if there are troops that go around for a long time, you'll see them soon.

In other words, there will be only a few men in the rear to escort the supply lines.

So the safest place to be right now is behind the advancing door.

Don't meet the Rangers in their front yard.

It's a famous proverb.

Terrain is the best weapon for those who use the terrain to dig traps and walk the path.

It was not difficult to find any gaps created by the patrols of Armstrong.

I used the darkness of night and familiar terrain to return to the rear of my army.

If this was a one-on-one duel, I'm in a position where enemies can hit their backs against the snow.

This was where me and my scouts used to run as front yards.

Especially me, Pathfinder, walking down the street.

What I found was a crack in the wall, and I just walked down that road.

“Hard, isn't it? Let's get some rest. ”

I told her and lay down first.

I started moving at dawn, and I'm tired.

“Give me five trillion back, one trillion for two. ”

I told Lynd.

As long as I'm Caucasian, Lynd, Digo, Axe and Trot are naturally the role of a Dozens Captain.

There was no appointment ceremony, but everyone accepted it.

I woke up with a deep sleep.

Nothing happened overnight.

Apply mud to the wound, place the fractured soldier firmly into the bone.

Since this morning, I've been wandering around and taking care of my soldiers.

I carry the leftover jerky around with me.

“Thump!”

The pumpkin flies and eats it.

I eat herbs, I eat raw meat, I eat meat.

He eats well.

Now I'm holding her in my arms.

I found it separately in yesterday's battle, and I asked him if he was sad.

It didn't hurt.

Yeah, yeah. I'm not taking it off anymore.

I'm so sorry to be your son.

I didn't see any enemy movements until the morning sun came up.

“What should we do today? ”

Lind asks.

Is that a coup or a new strategy?

Lynd will be loyal to help with anything.

"Lynd, have you guessed the flying bird?"

I brought some raw meat, but it wasn't enough.

I thought it would be nice to catch a few birds.

Upstairs, you see a few birds flying.

Some eat the corpse, some eat the corpse.

Ting.

Lind protests and grabs an arrow.

“There's nothing wrong with that. ”

“Just catch five. ”

That should be enough.

Ting!

A single shot flew through the air. A bird sees an arrow and flies away.

“Lynd?”

“I've got a hunch. ”

Tsk, tsk! Tsk, tsk! Ting!

Since then, five arrows have caught birds.

I'm not saying you're a genius for nothing.

You're a genius. How many days have you caught a bow?

I mean, how many arrows have you shot?

But I hit the bird and drop it.

Well, that's what I expected. I know Lynd too well to be amazed.

“Trot.”

I called Trott to dig a pit.

Wounded soldiers look around with anxious eyes after a day.

I need to rest when I get some rest.

That way, when something happens, you do the right thing.

I had to relieve them of their tension so they could rest properly.

I am the white captain who leads them.

“Who's cooked? ”

The fever in the soldier raises his hand.

I called them all and threw them a simple task.

“Trim it.”

It's a bird Lind caught. The process of plucking out feathers and removing their intestines.

I covered some of the trimmed bird meat and some raw meat with mud.

“I dug it up. ”

You put a lump of clay wrapped in meat in a pit dug by Trot.

You cover the soil and light a campfire on it.

Lind looks at it and frowns.

“Is this okay? ”

It gives you a location.

“You have good eyes. Look around you."

I see smoke coming up everywhere.

It's just one of them.

Campfire smoke has no distinction between enemies.

I haven't had a full stomach since last night.

I ate it with flour, water, and jerky at the most.

Soldiers who brought bread mixed with sand were also rare.

The smell of roasted meat spread in between, and the soldiers glowed like beasts.

Even I drool.

“I can't wait. ”

Trot tries to kick a campfire.

“Digo!"

Digo grabs Trott by the neck and wraps his neck around a healthy arm.

“Wait.”

Grilled mud requires patience.

I caught a ladle to live on in my past life.

Since you are good at cooking, it's not enough to calculate the time for baking mud.

After waiting a long time. It was now. I kicked the campfire with my feet.

Bam!

A few soldiers have come to help me.

“Don't rush me. ”

Carefully dig the ground and grill it out of the hard mud.

“Axe.”

The axe approaches and pounds into the mud with its fist.

“Dagger.”

Lynd swallows a dagger as I reach out my hand.

I put a knife to the meat.

A thin slice of clay requires a thorough kneading of the apple peel.

I saw the flesh flowing with spicy aromas and juice.

If I had a hundred gold coins and this meat right now, I'd choose meat.

He's that good.

"Gulp, gulp, gulp."

You hear the sound of salivation everywhere.

Zec Zec.

I divided it into several large pieces.

The amount was not small. At least it was enough to appease the hunger here.

“Let's eat.”

If you get sick, you should rest well and eat well.

Soldiers attracted by the scent rush in like dogs.

“Damn it! I'll kill you if you finish it! ”

The soldier who can't jump from the injured leg shouts.