From a terminal Soldier to Monarch

Angling's strategy worked.

The land of the North Continent is the land of the East and frozen cold.

Bad for walking and bad for setting up camp. Without an ignorant army that cuts down raw trees every time, their strategy would have worked.

“Urat tea!”

One of the engineers wields his axe vigorously.

Boom!

The noise blew and the tree didn't shut down.

“Damn that tree! ”

A soldier who burns his useless will chops down the tree several times with an axe.

A splinter of wood splits and scars spread.

My army walks, knocks down trees and burns them.

I have become accustomed to avoiding harsh smoke, and have also become accustomed to lighting fires all night to withstand the cold.

One big campfire in the middle, dozens of small campfires around it.

You return the supplies and return the wounded.

The army is a walking man. Then what is elite?

A soldier who has been trained to do what is given to him even when struck by lightning.

In my standards, honor was the same for Lynd and Graphe.

“Nice walk. ”

I evaluated my soldiers that way.

“Walking is probably the best continent. ”

Lind added.

Elixir of Soldiers.

An army that walks well and obeys orders.

Nevertheless, I felt crisis.

After a fierce battle, all we had to do was walk and walk.

Seeing the troops moving in groups, I felt that the second target of hatred was appropriate.

Crushing the forest gave me hard labor, but what was harder than hard labor was boredom.

“That's one tough son of a bitch. ”

Lind said to me, Hülken nods and agrees.

It was obvious who he was referring to.

Ansing Lisoneth, the man who has now isolated us on the road to the North Forest.

The battle was an allied victory, a unilateral victory.

The ambush was reversed, and they lost a unit of fairies.

The blood of an unnamed nobleman spilled on the floor.

Ansing did what he had to do to turn all those battles to nothing.

‘One of the two units went backwards. ’

Forced the enemy to walk an endless path.

The fierceness of battle, the sweetness of victory, and the hostility against fairies will fade over time.

He who is good at ambushes will continue to insist on fighting the same way.

“Eleven days.”

Lind told me.

How many days did you just walk? I was going to ask.

Sharp bastard, you're a sight for sore eyes.

Day 11 was the right time.

“Move on!”

I once saw a tree hit by an engineer, and I took my mercenary, running through a rough ground made of roots and stones.

Lind looks at me and tilts her head. Then he stepped back with his arms crossed as if he knew.

“Where are you going? ”

Royse asks from behind.

“To play the clown. ”

Wheelken answered.

There are so many people who are quick to notice.

Even though the floor was rough, there was nothing stopping me from leafy branches. Bless Grafe for giving all the soldiers of the Kingdom of Fraunmund a wide cotton machete!

When the engineers cut down the trees, they got rid of all the branches that were blocking their eyes.

It was the movement of more than 10,000 troops. Massive machetes cut down the forest.

Machetes and shovels were great weapons. My soldiers fought well against the forest.

In the beginning, this was one of the core of this army.

Elite Soldier with Survival skill.

It was free to shovel and prune for soldiers who beat the basics and trained again and again.

‘No, that's what Grape did. ’

It was a subtle trick. It was also part of the training, but it was treated as a vacation because the training intensity was too difficult.

The effect was great.

I was able to refine all the soldiers in a short time.

“Come out.”

You talk to the soldier and point a spear at the tree that has a plague on its axe.

The upper tax, stabbing from top to bottom.

Digo swings his guillotine vigorously in front of him and stops. Soldiers' gazes gathered.

I pushed the ground with the soles of my feet.

Not good.

Roots and solid stone floors were not good. You axed me in a place like this.

I take a look at the soldier, and he's just staring at me.

I've repositioned DiDambal. With your left foot forward and your right foot behind you, you pull the spear back.

“I'm a lumberjack today! ”

I shouted and shouted.

Vise, named the mercenary, leaps forward.

The end point of the Weiss from the toe to the whole body was the shoulders, arms, and fingertips.

You twist your left foot axially and extend your back shoulder forward.

Thanks to the weight of the molten metal, the spear cracks the air more heavily.

Bandages.

The delusions seem to have stopped everywhere, and a spear struck the tree.

Boom!

Breaks and breaks. Breaks and splits.

And the tree fell backwards.

“…… Huh. ”

As I listened to the embarrassed soldier's words, I tapped him on the shoulder.

“Vacation. Soldiers, today, all of Weiss Knight will become lumberjacks!" ”

There are many ways to fight boredom. One of them made me watch.

I guess Digo got excited when he saw me.

Boo, Boo, Boo, Xiang!

You grab the center of Guillotine overhead and turn it vigorously, swinging it straight across.

I'm fine!

One tree ended its life again.

“Okay, okay. ”

Royse steps forward. His sword turns into two days, not one.

I can't believe you pulled out a sword against a tree that didn't even pull it out against an enemy.

“The least handed unit is on night watch today. ”

The last thing I said.

“Oooh!”

The engineers were the happiest.

They think Digo's victory is a lost cause.

Oh, Arthur.

Lois laughs.

“Honor yourself, Knights of the Ulnovan. ”

There's no honor in this.

Spatula.

A red, luminous double-edged sword splits the tree in half.

A fireball popped out of the cracked wooden trunk.

“Cut and light! ”

Royse chants the skill name. He looked half mad.

“Shit.”

Next up is Alice, her black quake, an artifact that specializes in stabbing.

It could have been a disadvantage.

It's a pretty light step, by the way.

It was like the ground shoved down every step of the way.

Alice, who jumped like a bird, put a sword through the tree.

Puck!

A sword that pierces through trees like clay. Her sword makes dozens of relics as it flows.

Do you have to do that to a tree?

The stabbing repeated dozens of times.

It didn't take long for a tree to be crushed, even though it was wrapped around it. There was not much difference between Lois and time.

“Let's go, Moonlight. ”

The last madman is out.

A Hülken who looks generously at the sword of his family against a tree.

It was the most abundant to watch.

A crescent-shaped sword shatters the tree without cause.

Haha, well done.

“There are no trees in the south. ”

“There is only one reason why. ”

“We don't leave trees alone. ”

One word from Jenryd, one from Jelly, and one from Jenryd again.

The falcon has lost its wings.

I scratched the ground with my fist in both hands.

Jenryd lowers her posture, making two diagonal lines with an axe toward the target.

The crossing of the X-rays knocks the wood apart.

“Crazy bastards are serious. ”

I said, stepping back a few steps.

“Who stands guard when the Lord loses? ”

Lind asked me about it.

“If I lose, of course Barnes will stand. ”

It's officially my squire.

Barnes, who was listening from behind, looked at me.

“…… Don't you start? ”

“Hey, I'm still the king of one country, shouldn't I wait a little longer and be relaxed and dignified?"

"What dignity."

Barnes mutters. You want me to listen to that? I'm gonna take a little more time and get started.

“Well, Digo's dispensing. ”

Lind mutters.

I opened my mouth to such a friend.

“What are you doing?"

Lind blinks. The eyes seemed to ask me.

What about me?

I faithfully answered his gaze.

“That includes you, of course. ”

“My weapon is a bow. ”

“Snow is foam? ”

Rind's face was crumpled. Are you serious? I nod, smiling and smiling at him, asking with a face.

People have to be fair.

The competition started and each unit raised their voices of cheer.

The work was done quickly. And we had a battle.

The Engineering Corps was relieved that their commander had not lost, but was surprised at what had happened to fewer than ten men.

I was surprised that only a few people did what I thought all the engineers could do.

“I won. ”

The winner is Alice. Royse is busy stopping the tree from setting it on fire in the middle and almost catching fire.

If you start a fire wrong once in a forest like this, we'll all join hands and go to the meeting with God.

Wheelken does it a few times and stops roughly noticing. I felt like my interest had disappeared in the middle.

Jen Reed keeps saying, "This isn't it. ’I was not interested in the competition.

Digo's guillotine was a great woodcutter, but in the middle, he looked at Alice's posture and tried to elongate the stabbing with guillotine as if he had realized something.

Crazy son of a bitch.

How can a giant like that be such a delicate prick?

There are things that fit a person. Despite his natural strength and keen perception, Digo was near the worst in terms of his skills in loss.

Alice has been discharged in the meantime.

Stab and stab.

The images of dozens of swords pierced the tree as if they were wings.

“Baisa Alice! ”

The screams of the squad members calling out to the goddess who won against the tree spread brightly.

“Come on, let's get some food and go! ”

I was halfway there, and today's defeat was fixed.

“Huff, huff, it was a disadvantage. ”

Lind breathes. I sweated on my forehead and added moisture to the damp floor.

Would it be difficult to cut a tree if it was frozen?

In fact, Lynd's condition is on the fourth floor of Weiss.

Unfortunately, Lynd did not make it past the wall on the fourth floor.

“Good work.”

I comforted him by tapping his shoulder.

I'm sorry, but I'm the king again.

I was never bothered by rumors of sexual disability.

Instead of throwing away the cauldron, an ally has a small iron bowl.

It was a military lunch box.

Currently, every soldier in the unit was given a lunch box made of machetes, shovels, greased cloths, and iron.

The effects of Elite Soldiers who accepted Grape's survival skills were also seen here.

I also brought back a gift that Angling used to use as a pawn.

“Release the powder. ”

Meat powder.

A magical food that becomes a chunk of virtuous meat when mixed with water.

I made some improvements to what I got during the fight with Palmoon.

Even though I threw away the cauldron, my friends are resting well and eating well.

“Ugh. Good. ”

I drank a sip of wine and looked up at the sun in the open sky.

The sun has just set to the west. The sun is slanting from the front to the left soon to be invisible.

The night of the forest comes quickly.

You look back. You can't compare it to the way you look, but you can see the ground you've dug up. And I don't see it, but I think about what's going to happen behind my back.

‘Grape.’

I admired his idea. One of the heads was an amazing worker.

* * *

‘The Lord wants it. ’

Grafe's lord and king, Chris Fraunmoont, wanted to clear a path through the North Forest.

He decided to do so because he wanted the land to sprint there.

The engineers will take care of the trees.

“Please.”

Now that my back is straight, the wise man said I should call myself something other than my navel.

In front of it, a wolf with white fur only looks at the graffiti.

Thanks to the amber-colored eyes, the name is Pumpkin Wolf.

“Bang."

The pumpkin barks. It seems to answer yes.

Grape felt the urge to stroke the pumpkin's head. Of course I couldn't.

A soldier who strokes the head of a charging general will look funny.

There are a hundred soldiers following him behind the pumpkin.

Um-mr!

The soldier was not a man. It was a hundred bulls.

I've never seen a shepherd dog strike an ox before.

Grafe knew his idea was possible, but it was surprising to see that.

The wolf strikes the bull.

Following his movements, the bull with the leather strap around his waist starts running.

Soon after the sound of crying spreads, a group of bulls and a wolf striking the bull leave, confirming it midway through.

* * *

Ansing reported and waited.

Empires are big. He had a very short reporting system, but still needed time.

And the time came.

The resentment of reading the flying emperor's letter spread out quietly on his knees.

Around him were fairy commanders and trained soldiers.

Among them was his daughter, who was in charge of the dry branch troops.

‘Dawn dew troops are dead. ’

I haven't seen Gudrun and Gaderun's corpses, but I can't say they're both alive.

The thought continues to bite the tail, and Angling cuts out the middle of the thought and brings out only the words he needs.

All you had to do was tell me what the Emperor ordered, what he asked for, and what he needed now.

“With the current time, I turn the boundaries into war preparedness. ”

It was an imperial emergency system.

Warfare preparedness order after Alert.

Once we were ready for war, we were able to gather our troops and carry out the battle under the commander's capabilities.

And one last thing.

“As soon as the war order ends, we move into battle. ”

He said he was actively involved in clearing out the enemy from now on.

Angling thought.

The battle is just beginning.

“Dry Branch Squad. ”

“I'll leave first. ”

His first daughter, Padrun, was the beginning.