From a terminal Soldier to Monarch

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The enemy's Great Sword cuts through the air at the speed and rhythm of a running horse.

Puck!

A cavalry member with a tail rests on the ground in no time.

“Grrrgh!”

The hoof of the horse that runs behind him presses on him.

“Behind you! ”

Digo looks back and turns around. I opened my mouth before he returned.

“Leave it!”

Where is the power to charge now? The power of me, the axe, and Digo in front of me. The moment I turn around to stop them, the whole thing collapses.

“Charge forward! ”

I couldn't help it. I knew my allies were down, but I couldn't help it.

This is a battlefield. Sacrifice is inevitable. I'm fighting with as little damage as possible, but that doesn't mean I'm going to win without killing anyone.

“Grrrgh!”

Screams echo through your ears. I bite my molar tightly. Commanders should not be swayed by emotion.

I couldn't bear to know that. It's not a good feeling to see someone with a familiar face die in my previous life or in my current life, either.

So maybe it's more like grinding your teeth and fighting.

“Break through!”

Digo swings Halberd without hesitation at my command. A heavy axe spear splits across the front.

Quasique!

I felt a clear opening in front of that room. Three of the enemy's nuts are scattered into blood.

“Run!”

Encourages horses and leads allies. It was clear what to do in my current position and I was loyal to it.

“Kill them all! ”

“Stop them! Stop them from escaping! ”

The commanding officer's enemies shouted. A Despair knight with a moonlit helmet is eating a metallurgical ally in the background.

Breaking through enemy camps is like risking your life. However, without Digo and the axe here, even a breakthrough wouldn't be possible.

“Make way. ”

In my words, Digo's halberd and axe are horribly shoved down towards the ones blocking him again.

It's a tremendous power. The soldier in front of Digo bounces off the horse to the side. A merciless slash that destroys Halberd's day, his spear and all.

How's the axe? His axe was a blade of a sharp guillotine. The user cuts the enemy with its Leather Armor and smashes the target's skull with its Helmet. Meanwhile, the arrows in Lynd's archery reduce the number of enemies.

Tequila has always told us. Grow your work.Nothing's as useful as strength on the battlefield.

The result unfolded before my eyes.

Blood and flesh are sprayed into the air and bones and intestines fill the floor.

“Ugh!”

I hit forward faster than I was bitten from behind. You see a soldier peeing his pants, terrified.

The three overwhelming forces at the forefront, what I was about to give to the enemy, were fear. Don't you dare try to stop me. Fear settles around the enemy infantry.

“Help me!”

“Monster!”

“Stop it! Stop it! ”

Soldiers stand down and shout, "Stop the commander." In the meantime, the Knights of Despair are after us.

It was a brawl. I ran straight down the breach, which the enemy had opened. After carrying out several raids, the horse sighs.

“Damn it!”

Digo looks back and bursts his fury. The Knights of the Despair are chasing us with their mouths wide open to eat us. In a short time, the soldier who was beaten by him is close to fever.

“We can't outrun them! ”

As a cavalry man, Slythy followed me with a career that was superior to mine. Maybe I'll learn to speak to Slity later without biting my tongue on horseback.

On a running horse, I chant Yonker.

I glanced back. About 100 centuries.

There were two options. It's one thing to turn around and fight the enemy.

Heave!

Lind's arrow points at the soldier led by the Knight Despair. Enemies pick up their shields at the speed they run.

Thung!

The arrow bounces off.

‘Technology. ’

It seems that the people who were after me were determined and sent by the Despair family.

The Despair family of Palmun is a group of powerless people with more skill than strength.

I saw the commander wielding the Great Sword from the front. He laughed at me.

You think you can get away?

That's what I think you're asking. They even stopped Lynd's arrows. As soon as we turn around and fight, the troops that have been reduced to a little less than 200 will suffer near annihilation.

‘You can't do that. ’

This cavalry needs to disappear. If you continue to be attacked by those behind you, the fear you gave the infantry will vanish, and in the end, it will raise their morale.

Armored infantry will cheer when they see their cavalry smashing down those who defeated them.

“Follow me!”

I crashed into the horse's stomach. Let's run a little further.

The surrounding terrain is already in your head. I've already got a place to deal with them. Horseback fights aren't enough.

I ran back with my enemies. Lind came running to join us.

“Number two. ”

I hung up briefly as I saw him approaching. Lind frowns.

“If it's dangerous.”

“Don't worry. ”

I'm Vise user. Lind rushed out in front of me. From now on, your commander is Lind.

He will lead this cavalry out. And from now on, I intend to fight as a fighter, not as a commander.

*

“An ally ambushed the enemy's rear! ”

“You have launched several raids across enemy rear infantry! ”

The servant hears about it and doubts its ears.

“Did what? ”

“Just as I said! ”

A sudden appearance of three hundred cavalry distracts the enemy. The servant seems to be beating his heart.

“Squire Chris is the leader, according to the scout commander... ”

I wonder what happened to him. He's a good fighter. The servant hated him and hated him.

“You're a hero. ”

You're making fun of me.

Now it's a battlefield, and in the middle of the war, fewer soldiers are fighting with their lives on fire.

Moreover, I liked this last report the most.

“The enemy's cavalry is chasing Squire Chris' troops! ”

Scatter, damage and oxidize. Excellent.

That's what the servant thought.

“Send in the rescue troops? ”

One of the chief of staff asked.

‘No way.'

That's the worst choice. The Servant's eyes turn to his father, Earl Ludwig.

Earl van Ludwig shakes his head. It's not a good place to send rescue troops. Chris's cavalry slams into the enemy's flank. It was too deep into the enemy.

Moreover, an allied base is currently engaged in confrontation, gathering all its forces from the front. There's no way we're going to be able to turn the tide here.

Even if I turned it, I had never looked at it quietly. This is what Squire Chris brought upon himself.

Everyone knew who could see the situation. Squire Chris' unit was tailed by the enemy and did everything they could.

“Enemy forces are charging! ”

At the end of the report, Van Ludwig hears his own Lance. Heavy armor, his original disease.

“Prepare to charge. ”

Bird of war!

“Whew."

“Shhh."

Hundreds of them. I hear breathing in the visor, and that's the moment it stops.

Pak.

Earl van Ludwig's words come forward. We wedge him to the forefront. Ludwig was charged by the Knights.

Squeak, squeak!

It was powerful enough to conjure up the Wizard's destruction magic. A horde of cavalry in the lead of the enemy explodes into thin air.

“Shhh!”

With a loud scream, Van Ludwig drops Lance and draws his sword.

“Kill them all! ”

*

“Lord Despair followed the cavalry that raided our infantry! ”

That's it. Commander Armstrong doesn't take his eyes off the front. Soldiers in front of you, who received the full attack by Van Ludwig, are dead.

“The dying old man is strong, too. ”

Sercado's heavy artillery is one of the greatest forces on the Middle Continent.

That's where Earl Van Ludwig grew up all his life. The quality is overwhelmingly high.

“Wolves!"

“Oww!”

So I got the first charge. If Sercado is strong enough to fight a marvelous battle, then he is strong.

“Dig!”

A pack of wolves rushes towards the battlefield immediately.

Earl Van Ludwig's commander has also forgotten the existence of Chris around this time. No one expected him to make it back alive. Of course. You storm the enemy's infantry to the death squad level. In order to survive, I had to abandon three hundred cavalry and get out on my own.

Even so, I wasn't sure if I would survive. On this battlefield, only one man, Orloth, tries to guess Chris' intentions.

What are you thinking? ’

Hülken Ludwig recalls a boy with dark hair, swinging a sword behind him to keep his father from dying of shyness.

Clever and strong. There was some bad luck about this mess that wouldn't kill him. He was never a fool to jump into limbs.

*

When you strike next to an enemy, what form will the enemy attack in?

What can I do on this battlefield?

How to save your cavalry as much as possible.

How do I hit an enemy on this battlefield?

I set the direction at the end of countless worries and thoughts. What I can do on this battlefield.

"to extract the microcrystalline lens. ’

Make enemies use it defensively before operating the Star Troop. And break it.

That's the whole plan. It wasn't a tactic. It's just a simple touch to kill a protruding enemy.

Two or two!

We ran to a small burrowed basin. The way out was a narrow terrain. The fog doesn't disperse much when you get caught, but the villages around here call this place the "Fog Well."

“Idiot!”

The horse slows down, and the enemy's voice pierces into your ears. A young smirk on the face is the enemy commander who has not disappeared. I think he likes to make fun of others.

“You look like shit. ”

I recited it and cried out to my allies.

“Go!”

Lind leads an ally on a halt. Escape into a small retreat.

They don't have the balls to look at it.

“Kill them all. ”

The opponent smiled and said. You look so consistent. At this point, I doubt it's broken anywhere in my face.

I've never seen the tail of my mouth come down.

“Throw it.”

I recited it in a small voice. Shushshung!

You may not hear it, but your cavalry turns around and throws the marbles out of your lap.

This is the Fog Well.

Once the smoke hits, the break never goes away.

Bang! Bang!

As the orb explodes, black smoke fills the area. Immediately, a darkness that could not be seen for an inch surrounded me.

“Front... ”

The moment the commander was about to say something.

Idiot!

The flesh of the fearsome palace buries into the smoke, cutting through the atmosphere.

Puck!

“Huff!”

As soon as the sound of the uprising and the screams are heard, the enemy commander shuts up. The arrow flies as soon as you make a sound.

All that remains here is Despair's Starfleet Bag and I, Lind, who ran first, will buy time shooting arrows while the allies make their way out of the way.

I was the only one left. Soon, the black smoke filled the whole area. I couldn't find an easy way out of here.

A few more smoke grenades went off. It means the ally has completely escaped. I was sitting on the floor, taking a quiet breath.

You can't fight on a frightened horse in a blind situation.

Hee-young!

When the sight is blocked and the heavy smoke is full, the horses cry softly. Even a trained horse can't help it in this situation.

Slide the spear into your side and exhale and exhale. It's still awkward to use the vice.

At this stage, only the first floor can wield supernatural powers and show mysterious flying rooftops.

‘But there are still things you can do. ’

The finesse of the senses that have been carried on since my previous life.

How to read life lessons learned from technology.

There, the vise made it all clearer and more sensitive.

I'm ready for this.

"Phew."

The moment I exhaled and held the spear.

“Everybody off the horse! The closest allies come together to form an advance! Don't just attack people around you! The enemy can't see us!"

You're right. I can't see them, and they can't see me. But I couldn't see it, but I could read it.

Sensitive senses paint a picture in my mind. The delicacy doubled with vice reads the enemy.

I raised my spear and reached forward. As soon as I felt the resistance at the end of the extended window, I reached out harder and picked it up.

“Huff!"

With a short groan, a group of enemies collapses in front of you.

I wet my boots with warm liquid. I walked with my spear in my hand. Enemies everywhere and reading lives are all enemies.

It was my job to just scream and kill.