Garudeina Oukoku Koukoku Ki

"... how are the soldiers?

"I am exhausted. Fortunately, there were no demonic raids yesterday, and so far it is peace itself. My lord, I thought we should put in a day or two of rest here once..."

"Right..."

When Largelkvist looks around, he sees a very, but unlikely, continuation of any more forcible forces, such as those who manage to stand in support of the spear, those who sit down on the ground, those who are completely down.

The journey to this point ran even. Many have been attacked and eaten by demons, but many have fallen out of fatigue and are not even sure what happened afterwards.

The investigation team, which should have had more than 3,000 people, was already about 1,300, including the heavy units. Honestly, this even puts the return in jeopardy.

"Let's set up a position a while further and rest there. I don't see any demons, but don't be too vigilant."

"Ha, so be it"

On alert, the feeling that in this appearance it would just be instantly devoured was kept in my chest, and I ran to pass on my orders to my men.

"Nevertheless, I came here and suddenly there was a demon... no, I didn't even see a large beast of carnivores... is this still something"

No one responds to that voice of a single-whining Largelkvist.

"Captain, Kingsguard is in touch. Capture an enemy about two miles southwest of here. There's no movement at the moment, apparently taking a break."

"Well, okay, now tell them the ground units will be heading that way and ready for the raid."

"Ha."

Around that time, the guards led by Johann and the Kingsguard Hunting Soldiers led by Leon were approaching their enemies using the land exploration they had cultivated on a daily basis and a handful of mobility. For them, the area known as this safety zone is like a garden running around as a hunting ground. Like the soldiers of Dinanto, there is no need to observe the position of the sun or the stars, nor is there anything like a sense of direction going crazy. Needless to say, a Kingsguard who can fly in the air.

"Jill, what day do you think the enemy rests?

"That's right... it's hard to imagine from the first day in the safety zone, so I told you on the second or third day,"

"I agree. Then, by the end of the day, we'll be in range, waiting until dawn, seeing what happens, and deciding whether to run the operation."

"Yes, sir."

"In the rear, Your Excellency should be watching. Don't expose yourself."

"I understand. If I don't bother you, I'll show you with my strength."

Just before this operation, Georg told me, "I'll take care of the rest of the enemy sweep," and the guards are willing to do nothing to annoy him. Johann and others even said, "You just have to hunt ten people by yourself, there's no problem". There are 92 guards, 57 Kingsguards (although Leesia is not a force of war because it comes with Georg), and 149 combined, so don't go wrong.

"I'm terrified you guys wouldn't do it"

That's what Georg said with a bitter smile. That said, if it's a fleeing soldier, it's still good, but when you say a soldier who's going to be led and withdrawn, it's hard to chase. Georg's prediction is that the first ambush will do about 300 to 500 damage, but then he should choose to retreat to the boulder. Not to mention that if Dragonut from the sky finds out from the ground that the Beastman is wearing unified equipment and carrying out organized military operations, he should try to go home alive with anything to tell the King's Capital that fact.

In that case, there is no surprise in choosing a strategic retreat. Perhaps it should be a retreat in anticipation of a gap in the ambush force's temporary retreat, picking up its own forces and wrapping them up. The guards are still fine, but the Dragonewoods can't move for a while after the first ambush. On average, they can do more than 90 minutes if they fly alone, but that time is extremely reduced if magic is also used in combination. It's obvious because they also use magic to fly.

That is, at a stage when the enemy recovers from the chaos of an ambush and rebuilds his posture. Ground units should be temporarily retreated, Kingsguards should also be evacuated to the ground and reconfigured to rendezvous with the guards and act together, but in the meantime the enemy should retreat.

The retreating enemy's pursuit cannot be authorized due to the difference in power. That is Georg's order. If we chase them and bring them into a complete ground battle with the enemy, no matter how elite the guards are, the damage should be assured if the enemy decides that this soldier is small and repellent and that it is a rollover. There's no way Georg, who doesn't want to lose it as one, would give an order or anything that ignored the danger, and he didn't cover that order until the end.

Johan seemed dissatisfied until the end, but it was an order with the life of the Guard in mind, so he could not resist strongly. Perhaps personally, I can't strongly oppose Georg's orders to respect and pledge allegiance.

"Destroy, do you think we can do this alone?

"It will be difficult. But I want to reduce it by more than half. If that's the case, I won't be able to show you."

"Yes, it is. At least 500, make sure the weak end up too. The beast is the most troublesome of them all, so I'm gonna mow your neck."

"Yes."

Noisy conversation. But this is also accompanied by their hatred of humans, but it is late. Perhaps few would hesitate.

Normal hunting combines the feeling of slashing meat with training to get used to blood. For them, there is no great difference between beasts and humans. Instead, it might be easier to slay than a beast without any grudges. That's all these people here have done from humans.

The guards, whose eyes sparkled, are waiting now or now to clear the resentment they have accumulated. Inside there are even those who draw their swords from both hips and grind them in mind with their own grinding wheels.

It is Johan's most important role to see them.

A battle that will not remain in any way in the history of the human side will soon begin between the human and the subhuman, between the abusive and the abusive.