From a terminal Soldier to Monarch

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You didn't have to let the enemy go.

“About now.”

“I see it.”

Lind answered me quickly.

Return all allies to their original position and proceed with the operation. I moved the field with only three of them.

‘I wish I'd gotten this far. ’

We will send a messenger to contact you as we speak. The messenger is on the move. With the scout commander dead, there won't be anyone left to use their head.

I felt that if I didn't find it, I could move on to the next operation. However, the enemy did not deviate from the expectations.

The quickest way between the base and the scouts, and we found eleven horsemen running on top of them.

“Eleven? I think that's all of them. ”

Digo says in the back. They are the ones who felt their power in a few battles. I spit at them harshly.

“Caution is forbidden. ”

I didn't see one or two dead men lurking in the battlefield.

I thought it was a vague number for a messenger. A simple messenger would have been fewer, and more would have followed if the scout commander reported it directly.

“So you're just gonna let it go? ”

Lind asked. It would be a big advantage to cut off information here for one day. I didn't want to give it up.

“Greetings first.”

I say we ride for the messenger. Stop the horse at a reasonable distance, where the arrow can reach, and Lind pulls the protest.

Ping!

The arrow flew.

“It's shielded. ”

Lind says, "Stop the arrow from flying off the overhead." I have a hunch who the other person might be.

“Soldiers.”

I recited it and crashed the horse's belly. There was no hesitation. The soldiers are frightening. Each one is a scattered Squire. The best of the best are the smallest knights.

But that's when we stick together.

Just fever?

“Sweep.”

As I run with my words, three horses are drawn behind me. In the previous battlefield, the four stopped fighting one.

But it's different now.

The end soldier became a squire and a white captain. Above all, we had a completely different power than we did back then.

A year and a half, it was enough time for the boy to become an adult.

“You!”

Somehow the opponent welcomes me. I ignored it cleanly and reached for the spear.

Tsk!

My spear missed me for the first time on this operation. The opposing Pokémon bends backwards on the horse.

He's not the one who greets me at the front, he's the one who deliberately pushed me to the left, but he does that trick.

I didn't ring the continent in the name of the Almighty for no reason.

Boom!

Only the fool who tried to stop Digo's Halberd with his shield flies away, his neck snaps and bounces off, avoiding the rest.

“Turn and kill! ”

The master shouts. Chris looks at him carefully. Somehow your face looks familiar to me.

“Lynd!"

Twenty paces later, Lind's arrow flies fiercely as he sets his horse first.

Bitch!

The moment you hear the sound of flesh slicing through the air, the enemies lift their shields together and cover themselves.

Well, I wasn't aiming for you.

Puebuck!

“Hiiiing!”

Four arrows from the rapid firing bolts are inserted into the horse's head. Red Mane Horse can't wear Iron Barding because it has low Stamina.

That means there is no defense gear available to stop the arrow from attacking at close range. So instead of using it as a mainstay, we're just using it to shut down scouts.

We, to be precise, are not yet proficient at all except for me. So I wanted to reverse the enemy's words.

“Coming down!”

The axe sees it and gets off the horse. I'm ready to charge at those who have lost their horses.

Heave-ho!

The enemy shouts as the arrow continues to fly from behind.

“Everybody off the horse! Two for the archer!"

Good judgment.

Me and Digo got off the horse. We can use the same tactics as we would for a horse.

“You fool! Do you know how much this horse costs? ”

While two hostiles run to Lynd with shields, the captain says,

“I don't know.”

I really don't know. It'll be expensive. But it's none of my business.

“I'll make you pay for your blood and flesh. ”

Whatever.

Fixing the spear, they split the numbers.

Three for me, three for the axe, two for Digo. Particularly, the two who were attached to Digo looked the lightest of them all.

We know all of our characteristics in a short time. Digo knows he's got good stamina, so he sticks together two quick guys. And the enemy stood before me.

“Do you know how much I've been wanting to see you, you son of a bitch? ”

He's the one who looks me in the eye and talks. I fixed the spear and replied.

“Fuck, I hate men. ”

There are a lot of underlings and boys who like their babies.

“... lunatic. ”

The master speaks and draws his sword.

Grab it!

There's three of us. The scariest thing about a soldier is when we stick together. Few or many, their acceptance skills are appalling.

“If not, buy me some time. ”

I talked and I ran forward.

“Kill!”

The voice of the axe signals. There are two groups that rush towards each other.

‘Sword one, spear two. ’

They were typical armed men. I opened my eyes while running. In addition to my sensitive senses, my fuselage vision was different from before.

I can see the sword flying. Press from top to bottom. A sword with confidence in its power.

Window blades constrain my movements. I raised my spear and stabbed myself with all my might, aiming for the falling blade.

“When I just fought with my sword, people called me Weapon Breaker. ”

Fifteen skills, no vice, were genius.

I walked the history of technology made by those skills, along the path that I have since I was a child.

Boom!

With an astonishing sensation, the end of the spear strikes the opponent's blade. It strikes with all its strength, along with the heavy weight of the weapon.

It was natural for the blade to burst.

“Suck!”

The opponent is stunned and is able to stop the blade from spilling. Not a bad reflex. I raised my arm, covering my face, and blocking the broken blade. Two were lodged in his arm. It's not deep. I can feel it bouncing off the gauntlet.

In the meantime, I've taken two steps forward.

Shotgun!

The spear on the left and right grazed my side. If I had been in place, one of the two spears would have shredded my armor properly.

The moment the shield is lifted and the shield is blindfolded, I'm already ahead of him.

What did the enemy think of my level? A good soldier with a lot of tricks behind his back? Squire just stepped into the field?

Who knows? I enjoyed the moment when I surpassed the expectations of my enemies. It was exciting whether it was a battle or something else.

You punch the helmet with your fist.

Bam!

A gauntlet with a metal ring twists the opponent. In that short period of time, I shook my spear to the left and to the right.

The serpent's tongue extends out to both sides.

Boom! Boom!

“Phew!”

I took a breath here and drank. The one on the left falls to the ground with blood on his neck.

Put your left hand in your chest and pull it out. The arrow flies. You toss your throwing dagger in front of the impatient enemy and point your spear at him next to you.

“Oops!”

Enemies scream. My spear was not hesitant.

Bang! His helmet peels off as the spear smashes his head and breaks his neck.

Looking ahead, you see a foe with a dagger stuck in his neck with his swollen eyes.

“Glug glug.”

I don't know what you're talking about, but there's a dagger in my prayer and vocal chords. I don't have a voice.

Blood bubbles flow through the blade in his throat, and something similar comes out of his mouth.

“What an unfair face. ”

This is the battlefield. It's always a place where the reapers shake hands. I drew the dagger at the moment the dying enemy's breath was gone.

I turned my head to help my allies.

Lie!

Something flew in with the sound of a leather ball exploding. Let's quickly roll to the side.

“Oh, I'm sorry. You're too strong. ”

It's Digo. He's an enemy vomiting blood from a collapsed sternum. The rest of you see Digo crawling on the ground with his leg bones broken.

Digo asks the enemy.

“Why just the two of you? ”

“I don't know. ”

He said with the face of the dying enemy. I said it because I screamed awful elongated.

“Let me go.”

“Yes."

Digo stepped on his neck.

Quack quack.

The cervical vertebrae snap, and the breath leaves his eyes.

“Why just me? ”

Digo thought that was a problem.

“Three axes. It's casual.”

In the meantime, the axe that defeated the enemy spoke willingly.

“So why me and you? ”

They stared at each other.

Just as Digo's battle was one-sided, so did the other two, as I swooped down.

The axe slashes and slashes its opponent with a standing axe, and Lynd also slays them quietly and is coming this way.

“These guys are pretty strong. ”

“The four of us against one another on the last battlefield. ”

I wanted to show this to Tequila.

Teacher, I think the people you taught me and I supported with herbs have become monsters. Including me, of course.

“Let's get back to the Recon Base. ”

I ordered the pumpkin to retrieve the scattered horse.

“Is it settled now? ”

Lind told me.

“Turn around slowly. ”

Answer that and we turn around. The short battle is over. And my purpose was fulfilled.

If it's the first time you've stolen a horse.

The rest was your unit's job, not mine.

*

“What?"

The commander of the Thousand Seals, led by Sercado's scouts, asked.

“At the request of Squire Chris. Now that you've taken the enemy's mounts and destroyed them, they say they're calling for reinforcements. ”

It was a report of a soldier with a wounded man from the first hundred cavalry.

The commander frowns and comes out. You're not ignoring Squire Chris, you're ignoring him, you're ignoring him.

You should be able to intercept small enemy scouts to reduce their damage.

Hi-yi-ying!

When we came out like that, there was a horde of fast horses that the enemy was riding.

“What is this? ”

“If it carries this flower, the horse will listen to you. ”

What nonsense. The commander looked at the soldiers with that look.

“I don't know. But it works. ”

The evidence was right in front of me. The commander blinks.

“Requesting backup? ”

Do you think he's in trouble for meeting the enemy?

Apparently, some of the cavalry Chris took with him is half dead.

“Yes, but they want us to send garrisons to capture Jinji, not battle." ”

“What garrison? ”

“You said the enemy would evacuate the base as soon as they showed up with their horses. ”

“Believe that? ”

The soldier only speaks. It didn't matter whether it was true or not. He just looked back.

Every few dozen. Yesterday, they became enemies and bullied their allies. It seemed like the soldier was speaking here.

What am I supposed to do with this?

“I've told you everything you need to know. ”

The soldier has fulfilled his duty. The choice was now up to the scout commander.

He ponders. The scouts that have been out there so far have struggled with their position. If a large force leaves here and is defeated, there will be no answer.

‘Maybe I'll be demoted.’

But there is also the opposite. If Squire Chris is telling the truth.

"Is it public?"

Once we get to the enemy reconnaissance base, they'll retreat? Because the enemy is a coward?

It's doubtful.

Hi-yi-ying!

At the crossroads of choice, the commander hears the horse's cry.

“Hey, clear the horses! ”

“Yes!"

The scout commander was concerned.

“Hey, you stupid cavalry! ”

It was a call to the Slythee Cavalry. A soldier riding a horse approaches his call.

“Where's the enemy scout base? ”

If you listen to the location, it will help you make a choice.

“I don't know.”

“... What the fuck? ”

The soldier scratches his head and says,

“I told them to lead the injured and the horse back, so they don't know what happened after that. ”

“No, you bastard. ”

A commander who was able to hit his head right away. I heard an urgent shout in his ears.

“Front horseman! Over hundreds of centuries! ”

“What? Prepare for counterattack! ”

The commander hurriedly turns away. Everyone wears armor and climbs on horses.

In the meantime, one of your horsemen comes out to meet the enemy.

Once you have confirmed it, you will return, swiftly approaching the enemy.

“Is he crazy? ”

The commander frowned and said. Soon the backbone came back and said,

“We're allies.”

“What?"

“Slythi cavalry led by Squire Chris. ”

The first group of wounded returned slowly, and then the cavalry ran late into the night, so it was only a matter of time before the base attacked the enemy.

“Ah!"

The commander knew he had no choice. It's all over now.

He looks back at them with his empty eyes. Hundreds of riders are with us, no matter what happens.

“What about Squire Chris? ”

“Are we there yet? ”

Sliti. He approaches and says,

“I request support from the garrison to take over the enemy scout base. ”

It was a formal request.

"Huh?"

“Literally. This is Squire Chris requesting an available garrison. ”

Hi-yi-ying!

Hundreds of words were seen in the eyes of the commander of the millennium. They're all enemy combatants.

‘Really.'

Squire Chris' request was real. There was evidence before my eyes.

“Scouts, prepare to march! ”

He straightens up and leads the troops.

“Lead the way! ”

Slythee Cavalry is ahead. They ride on enemy horses.

As you walk the streets half a day, you see the enemy's scouting base.

Somehow, the scout commander charged in as a threat as he was gripped and exploded.

Aaaaahhhh!

As the screaming continues, you can see them running away without clearing the air.

“Why don't you fight back? ”

The commander didn't follow any further. I suspected a trap and thought there might be troops on the road to hostile headquarters.

“I see. ”

Sliti replies. He didn't think it would be so easy.

Of course it was. The horse was taken by the raid and the commander of the horse's head was killed.

Then the head left as a messenger and disappeared. The Eidmoon scout's only option was to flee.

“Are you here?”

And in between, when I rode, Chris and his three men appeared.

“What have you done? ”

The commander of the millennium asked with a question. It was so inconceivable.

Chris laughed and said,

“Give me three million fledgling cavalry. ”

Instead of an explanation, the battlefield was about to begin and move on to the next.

The commander couldn't bear to refuse Chris' invitation.