From a terminal Soldier to Monarch

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Enemies were basically wedge-forming.

The front is narrow, backward, and widened. We run. Only four, the enemy, no one watches us.

None of our allies have looked at us.

An ally is busy slashing the Glaive in front of the enemy, and the enemy doesn't notice a small number.

“Rrrrgh!”

“Stop him!"

“You monster! ”

Every time Glaive and his opponent swing their weapons, you hear them scream.

After that shout, I taunted him even more.

“We'll be damned before we even get there! ”

Lynd shouts as he runs.

“I'll make it. ”

I mixed up the Dozens, but still I gathered soldiers with a white captain grade of combat power.

The sand castles will not be easily destroyed.

I just needed a little time.

“Who the hell are these guys? ”

After escaping an ally's advance, we rush to the enemy advance, and some swift infantry forces stop us.

Once the enemy troops have dug out their troops, we jump right next to them.

“Put it away.”

An axe rushes out of my mouth and cuts two hand axes from side to side.

Spam, spam!

“Grr!”

“Tick!"

Screaming once is confusing. It was in the battlefield, bursting with the sound of iron clashing and the screams and shouts.

Their screams are buried in the sound.

Someone's helmet flies overhead and someone's limbs roll to the ground.

“Here!”

I shouted and reversed my direction. We diverted greatly and rushed to a small number.

It was faster than the enemy.

Our position was between enemy and enemy. It was also the rear of the target.

As soon as I turned around, I saw the enemy.

“What is it?”

He's the one behind us. Turn your head and check us out.

You're too close. It wasn't a big deal.

This one was left behind more than necessary.

Ping!

The arrow flies away. He breaks his head in shock and throws the arrow into the spear.

Thung!

It's an amazing reflex nerve. Luck is half as good as luck.

Bam! Bam!

In the gap, two axes cut through the air, dropping from top to bottom.

One touches the shoulder and one twists the spear to block it.

Excellent.

It is a reflexive nerve and ability that has been trained over and over again and created by countless struggles and experiences.

If this were a duel, I wouldn't be able to guarantee you an axe and a battle. I may have lost the axe.

Tsk, tsk.

The moment he stops the axe from striking, two spears pierce his stomach and chest.

Puck! Puck!

Digo pierces the leather armor with either arm. My spear tore through my chest.

“Huff!”

The moment he grabs the boat and retreats, an arrow flies through the collar.

Boom. Boom.

And he's a fallen enemy.

This was done in one breath from the moment Lynd fired his first arrow.

Throughout the four days, we honed a pass attack in one breath.

It's called smuggling formation. The enemy is a strong soldier who can stand alone against ten soldiers.

So we faced one.

Meanwhile, an ally is dying, but the purpose of this battle is clear.

‘Reduce their numbers. ’

You used your troops as bait. We can't save them all. Such sentiment in battle is luxurious.

I chose the most reasonable and efficient way. Ignore the damage of allies and kill enemies.

That was the only proposition I had.

‘Just one thing. ’

After killing one, you turn your head back to the next.

We jump on our feet and reverse the flow to catch up with the enemy through their advance.

Enemy infantry surges from behind and prey from ahead.

It's our only option. I had to keep on killing and moving forward.

Our current position was behind the wedge-forming right side of the enemy.

*

“Pierce.”

Palties snorts as he sees them in front of him.

You can't stop them with this much skill?

Paltis is only fifty, but he is confident he will break the nostrils of Sercado's weaklings.

‘We were not wrong. ’

In all that time, the vigilante sees the light here and now.

Puck! Puck!

A member of the Palties troops, running out with spears, stabbed and killed the enemy without hesitation.

Screaming!

You cut off one of the swordsman's black enemies' limbs without hesitation.

Enemies who do at least a little good only have to stop the sum of three or four.

Everything else went down, Pic.

"I'll walk you to 50. ’

It wasn't a dream. Paltis was greedy. It was only a battlefield close to the test, but it was possible.

Dash across this scarecrow army and return to the mainland.

I was thrilled just thinking about it.

Fifty infantry, whose name is the Paltis infantry, that destroys the advance of the enemy.

It reminded me of calling out my name in the whole army.

‘Good.'

His half bald head shines in the light.

“Forward!”

His excited voice echoes through the battlefield.

It was at the time of the death of the second of the fifty.

*

You don't notice us catching up to them.

There were a number of reasons.

'They trained, but never experienced the battlefield.'

Practice would have been all about catching bandits and witches.

It's probably the first time he's actually been in a massive rotation.

“Ahhhh!”

Tough training, full of motivation.

“Kill them all! ”

Soldiers whose mental faculties do not grow are excited by their own strength.

When we were discussing Soldiers of Fortune, this problem came to light.

Later, I would be able to adjust this part well. After a lot of battles.

But that's not today.

“Huff.”

The seventh, I looked straight ahead at the fallen one.

The half-bald commander was most excited. Sercado swarms forward, killing a relentless crowd of soldiers.

I had no intention of stopping the arrow that was already fired. I don't care if I get my tail caught.

That was Paige.

‘Overzealous, excited soldier, commander who doesn't intend to stop it. ’

No, this better be a more exciting commander than a soldier.

“Again."

The eighth arrow flew away.

Ping, the arrow flies and stabs the enemy in the arm.

“Kill them all! ”

They can't even keep an eye on a dead ally from behind. I'm still freaking out.

All around, there were fewer and fewer and fewer, rolling around in the mud.

Fighting with fewer and fewer enemies on the battlefield is not a matter of training.

They still didn't know we existed.

Another one goes down for the axe and Digo's pass.

Check there and look behind you. Three soldiers rush to the door.

“What are these bastards! ”

Catching the enemy's rear end means an army of arms is coming after us.

Every time I was caught by the incoming infantry, I had to turn back.

“Slowly.”

I hung up briefly and spit. But I understood enough.

For four days, I talked about nails in my ears.

How this battle will flow and what kind of situation we will be in.

And neither did Axe, Diego, and Lynd in the sense that they had no experience.

They were ready. I made it so.

As you turn back, you see three soldiers rushing towards you.

I didn't feel any cold air.

The heat of the battlefield warmed my blood. The spear in your hand is extended in front of you.

“Kill him!”

I put out my spear between the three soldiers who were red in the eyes.

Thung.

The first one throws a shield in front of my window.

‘Talent.’

If you are talented, imaginary movements are reproduced into your body.

Let's go.

Grab the tip of the spear and shake it. The blade swings into several pieces.

“Huh?"

The shield-bearer was stunned.

Puck!

A face that sticks out to get a better view. My spear pierced the neck of a soldier.

In the meantime, two rush from both sides.

I put the spear down and put my hand in my chest. A glow flew from my hand.

Puck! Puck!

You see two throwing daggers in the soldier's eyes.

“Grrrgh!”

You turn away, listening to the screams. I grabbed the spear I had placed and pulled it out.

I felt a heavy spear like a scale with a sore, torn spear.

I turned around and opened my mouth.

“Groundhog.”

It's a slow chase. We're tired of killing our enemies. I had to distribute my stamina well.

“Phew."

Lind takes a breath. The user shoots arrows in the middle, but the user still has a lot of stamina.

It was the same with the axe and Diego.

“Let's go."

You take a short breath and make fun of your feet again.

We were blood-sucking leeches behind a metallurgical enemy. A leech that shouldn't get caught either.

‘Seeing the enemy's condition, even if it were three, I could not guarantee victory now. ’

It would be different if Digo's arms were intact, this was your camp, and I had more time swinging my spear.

‘Not now. ’

Practice has rapidly grown my proficiency.

[Speech Skill: 21]

And over 20, like a projection, the spear felt more stuck to my hand.

I feel comfortable. I'd like to leave the battlefield as soon as possible and try to swing my spear around all day and see what I can do. It's time to catch your breath and chase the enemy.

Hmm?

I noticed that you are an eager commander. But this is out.

“Chase?”

Lind asks, the prey we've been hunting is speeding up. I rush forward during the war.

An allied force splits in half.

‘I'm amazed. ’

Incredible breakthrough and combat power. Individually overwhelms all allies.

It was a stunning act that could only be seen as fifty.

And I admired the commander as much as that.

I can see the work of a half-bald man in the lead.

"You're breaking through?"

In this situation? Is this bastard not going to look back?

I can't see the metallurgical tearing from behind.

Thank you for being such a fool.

“Follow.”

I'm really excited. He's about to break through his troops now and go back to his old ways.

After them, I didn't have to worry about them. All around him were allies.

“Shit, what scarecrow? ”

The Eyeless Lynd opens his mouth. Enemies rush out of the way as an ally lunges.

“It's okay.”

If you are intoxicated, if you want to enjoy the sweetness of victory.

Let's do that. Let's make that a mistake.

This was an opportunity.

Excited racehorses don't look back. I'm only running in front of you.

A dumber commander than that racehorse is out in front of me right now.

“Fast forward.”

The enemy sees us and stops worrying.

We even speed up. Some of Armstrong's soldiers are caught up and have no sidekick.

Of course, I hit the one who looked back quickly.

Starting with the least excitement, the fierce one postponed later.

No matter how advanced we are, we are still digging in the middle of the enemy.

Neither is the cavalry nor the infantry.

Of course, there was one with his feet tied off. Of course, they've killed and joined the soldiers who stopped them immediately.

It was overwhelming. It looked like there were about fifty gunners on board.

Stop being so confident in your power.

But this isn't it.

‘Crazy bastard.’

That clumsy commander oversteps his bounds.

“Lynd."

So began the easy hunt.

If we weren't here, we might have accomplished a few things.

But now it was time to look back.

In any battlefield, the commander must look out for his allies. The battlefield is a place where nothing will happen.

It was always forbidden to be careless.

Ping!

The arrow flies again.

*

Puck!

“Hap!"

Paltis fights and swings the Glaive parallel to the ground.

Enemies bounce off the wet and glaive day.

You make your way through the side of the enemy and run back towards your ally.

“Full speed ahead! ”

I saw enough fun. Ten would not have died.

Paltis has trained with them. I know their abilities better than anyone.

Their strength, their strength, their iron beating, and their personal combat abilities through countless battles.

“Kuhahaha!”

Paltis laughs loudly as he breaks through the enemy.

I could see her tits.

Heave!

An arrow flew in between.

Ground!

You block Glaive's day, and you see them shooting arrows from a distance.

“These guys.”

I smiled bitterly. You see the man next to you swipe his finger against his ear.

“You want to die. ”

I still had time. The number that has escaped so far is eleven and twelve, including yourself.

When his squad named the Paltis Squad comes out, I will turn around and strike down that arrogant Sercado soldier.

That's how I waited.

“What's in front of you? ”

I ran to the station, which prevented my comrades from attacking.

An ally approaches them. Paltis thinks he's headed home to avoid an allied assault.

Why isn't he coming? ’

I had to get out. It wasn't a crisis.

I couldn't see who I needed to see.

“I've been beaten!”

A member of the Paltith squad shouted. What happened to you?

“Battalion of Paltis! ”

I saw a messenger running.

“I command you to regroup! ”

The excitement in his eyes subsided rapidly.

The cold blood spurted through my body and gave me goosebumps.

"Why?"

Eleven, the remaining numbers of the Paltites.