Goblin Kingdom

The Goblins, who were attacking the Red King, had to withdraw to the situation of entering the war in the Kingdom of Germion. It is only the path of self-destruction that leads the goblins at the edge of fatigue against the kingdom of Germion. The king of Goblins had to decide to retreat when he bite into the sight that spreads before him.

The sight that spreads beneath your eyes is the situation in which the proud knight of the kingdom of Germion is attacked by the Kushinites who were forming from the Cruditians. As per the names of the knights of both breaks, a horseback riding squad led by Seavala is cleaving the Kushin formation. A merciless thunderstorm strike, also synonymous with the Storm Knight, strikes the Kushin side, which comes together to fight back, followed by Ganrad, along with the infantry.

The horseback squad is followed by the sight of infantry ravaging a collapsed formation but being attacked as well. As it is, the Kushin side will perish early.

"… withdraw"

Looking back at the goblins who had fought so far, the king of goblins muttered. The moment you have to admit defeat, the vessel of the general is always questioned. Because no one can win a hundred fights.

"Gi goo, gi zoo! We'll kick our enemies back in time! Larshka and Gi-Go protect the rear!

Until now, it was a turn to hunt down the Red King, and now it was the turn of the Goblin and Kushin sides to be hunted down. The difference in force is reversed, and the enemy is attacking in the form of a thrust at the flank of a tired Kushin. Fortunately, the Goblin side was progressing inside the camp, so it was not exposed to the attack of the Kingdom of Germion.

"We're going to break through their rear, go on!

It hurts a lot to lose Kushin people here, given what happens later. Not only was it the only force in the herd that could possibly form an alliance, it was also positioned as a gateway to the northern kingdom of Germion. If this is occupied by the side of the Kingdom of Germion, we will have to attack once again a huge city called the Holy City of Cruditian. Wherever possible, I had to ask the Kushins to keep up the good work here.

Therefore the king of Goblin dares to break through the enemy and declare his return to the border area.

The enemy's two giant wars, the amputation and the Storm Saint Knight, are obsessed with cleaving the Kushins. If so, it is only by poking your back and confusing it and measuring your departure into that gap.

The king of goblins looks over to the battlefield, and when he brings the goblin forces together, he shakes off and runs a piece of blood and flesh creeping into the great sword. Goblins run like they chase their backs. Despite the defeat, the Goblins strengthened their awe at the appearance of a king who had not lost his will to war.

"The king is strong."

"Regardless, that is why we are the Great King. It's worth the challenge."

Gi Go and Larshka, staring at their enemies at the rear of the line, see the king retreating with an invincible grin. The soldiers of the Red King, speared before them, who will take on His Highness as the tail.

"But for now..."

Gi Go's song knife glows demonically in the setting sunset.

"Let's go home after one rampage here."

Larshka, who also has a bright blue fierce grin, slaps his shoulder with a stick.

"They're retreating. Follow him!"

To the voice of Corporal the Red King, Larshka breathes in with a grin of abuse.

"Both ends of the wood, crush them!

Lashka wields a stick, hoping off Goblin's army starts running the king ahead. To make time for the Goblin army to escape, they went in with the Red King on the other hand.

……

The song knife of Gi-Go-Amatsuki, silent, speaks of death more eloquently than words. He pierces his heart with one thrust, and at the next moment the enemy soldier's neck is flying as if nothing had happened.

After plenty of four half-minute rampage around, the two mass produce a pile of corpses and retreat. But there was no one left to chase it.

◆ ◇ ◆

Goblin forces led by the king of Goblin, who cut ahead and hit the rear of the kingdom of Germion, dare to retreat as they kick their enemies to chase away the fleeing sheep. That was also visible from the two Sacred Knights who were cutting far ahead and breaking the hateful Kushins.

"Damn you goblins!

Garland bit his teeth, but somehow there is an army of allies between him and Goblin. As the Germion Royal Army, gaining momentum, was on the verge of striking an avalanche on the Kushin side, the means of going backwards were unlimited and near impossible.

"Seavala is..."

Or I'll turn my gaze around to see if it's possible for Seavala, but the knight of both breaks was still at his best to break the Kushinites too. Normally, a front that should collapse prevents attacks on the side of the Kingdom of Germion with incredible stickiness.

Or it would have been otherwise if the troops, arguably elite, had refrained from going backwards, but cutting ahead to the horseback riding regiment led by Seavala to mutilate the Kushins, followed by a refugee-centered army that had flown by jihad. In advance, Garland and Seavala had ruled that they could not target these forces to much, and had given them the role of having the elite to attack their opponents from the rear as troops for collapse and ravage.

It's dangerous to look at them on a hostile battlefield, but this situation was clearly a win. Nothing can demonstrate more violence than when you win a battle. As infantry, their role is the ravaging of collapsed enemies.

Hatred, who was chased home and suffered in an unfamiliar homeland, raises their morale even in response. There was no way he could have admitted to surrendering or anything. They are marching with furious momentum, stabbing the still breathing Kushins in their minds.

It was impossible, no matter how Garland, to reflux through that momentum.

"Damn!

With one vice, Garland turns back to his enemies. There is only one more means to take than we have come this far. Destroy the enemies in front of you and use their momentum to pursue both Goblins. Galland grinned furiously as he meditated on the damage done to his own army.

"They're out of the way! Ravaging Storm (Barbatos)!"

Beat in the blow of the Great Sword of Blue Thunder toward the Kushins in front of you.

"Simple is good! Ha ha!

Slap and kill the enemy in front of you. It made no difference, reaffirming what he could do, and Garland laughed at the madness.

Carlion, the Red King's warrior who, on the other hand, successfully meshed the Goblins and Kushins into the Royal Germion Army, was being pursued for the restructuring of the army.

"The goblins are retreating, but don't we have to chase them?

Carlion laughs bitterly when he snuck up on Sale's question in the last few days.

"I'm still fine now. The main unit will rendezvous before we follow. And..."

"Dear Carlion, some of the Kushinites"

The calling Carlion did not say the continuation, but if he had said it would have gone on like this.

─ ─ You should try to sharpen your future enemies, right?

◆ ◇ ◆

The Goblins, who scattered the rear of the Royal Germion Army and succeeded in withdrawing in the darkness of the night, but their fatigue becomes more serious than what the King had in mind. No matter how good the goblins were, they were so exhausted that they couldn't move without taking a break. But still, revealing the night in a meadow area away from the battlefield, he rushes out for a peripheral area. The goblins walking while grabbing portable food were blind to warcraft and so on, and walked silently.

Beginning with the king of goblins. That number had decreased to 3500. It should be good as an overwhelming victory if you compare the damage done to the enemy, but in the end the siege didn't break down and on the contrary, he was chewing his umbilical on the remorse of having to abandon the Kushin side and flee.

Arrange an excellent assassination unit of Gi Ji at the rear of the enemy and a unit of a well-eared fairy clan to rush to peripheral space. In the end it was never meant to be attacked during the retreat, but under the king of Goblin, who reached the peripheral realm, came a report that rewarded the fact that things were moving much larger than the king thought.

In addition to the state of tension in the western region, 20,000 soldiers were once again entering the occupied southern region from Puena, mainly the Knights of the Ethereal Birds. One after another, reports say that Goblin recaptured the area it was supposed to occupy and that it could not be fated and retreated in Gi Bar and Zaurosh.

And when I was further told of the march of the Red King from the east, the king of Goblin also had to roar. Soon, he is exposed to the crisis of siege that the king of Goblin feared most. The king of Goblin suffers, not as an ally reinforcement, but by portraying in his brain the sight of a great army looming from the east and the south.

Should peripheral areas be abandoned and withdrawn?

How much blood do you want me to give you?

"King, I've come for a favor."

To the voice of Gi Bar Hagal. The king of Goblin rises back from the sea of thought.

"I want you to see what was wounded in this battle."

Ho, and the king of goblins impressed only in his heart. Gi Bar, for better or worse, had a combative personality, not caring about the damage of his allies, and thought he was only looking at the human damage that was his enemy, King Goblin replied with acknowledgment after a while of silence to look at the unexpected.

"Is that human too?

"... Ha"

The risen King of Goblins asked a question to try, but now he is surprised with a slight eye opening for the answer. I had received reports of repelling adventurers in the West Side, along with Shumea, but I still couldn't believe my ears.

But gradually something warm stains inside the king's chest of goblins.

It has never been happier for growth to appear in a visible way every day as standing on top. It is not about level or evolution. The King of Goblins was beginning to think that such a thing was trivial. The path I have shown is gradually beginning to be accepted under my ministry.

Even Gi Bar, who hated humans so much, came to ask me to care for the wounded soldiers of humans. And the king of goblins beckons wounded soldiers. Goblin, of course, including the humans and fairy tribes he fought with. He turned around all of that.

When a goblin on the brink of rising breath, with the same respect that a man calls on the name of God, shakes his hand when he finely calls on the name of the king, promising to arrange a cure for a man whose face is distorted by pain, promising to the fairy warrior who has not lost his will to war the next victory.

Each time there is a stack on the shoulder of the king of goblins.

The king of Goblin went around speaking directly to all wounded soldiers.

◆ ◇ ◆

It was not until a day after the Goblins retreated that Brandika, the leader of the Red King, took the lead and joined the Fatina armies surrounding the Cruditians. As King Goblin expected from Gi Ji's report, exactly three days later the Red King will have arrived on the battlefield.

Brandika had already determined that the majority of Kushins were supposed to be taken over and half-destructed armies, but it was from here that they were truly scared. The people of Kurditian have already witnessed the hatred of the refugees caused by the jihad provoked by the former Pope Benem Nemsch.

I just had to get tired of literally cutting a living human being off, and the way he skewered it was a sight to even hate it from Brandika.

"You're gonna do something stupid."

It would have been more obvious than to see fire to make desperate resistance if we could have shown such a sight. It looks like the Saints are hitting that fire out now, but it's probably too late. Even though we are bound by a covenant, we did not intend to participate until the Siege Battle of the Cruditians.

Now the Kushins are incapable of moving. At the same time, the Kingdom of Germion.

Puena pokes at the Horsemen of the Ethereal Birds in a hurry for merit, sending them both to Goblin, where the Red King can embark on the domination of the South with a full system.

"... So, how's Carlion doing that far?

Brandika frowned at the silent shaking of her head, Salé.

"Is that bad?

"Whatever you say, I won't listen. It's like..."

"Where are you?

Without telling Salé to go ahead, Brandika walks out with a long-shaped double-edged axe (Valdish). Carlion ahead even feels like the line has narrowed in the long run.

"Hey, Carlion!

"This is above all a safe arrival. Alliance Lord."

The moment I saw Carlion's complexion turned around, Brandika couldn't say anything. There is a dead minister clearly floating on that face. The chances of seeing the dead in a demon cave (dungeon), on the battlefield, or in a hired village, were clear to Brandika's eyes.

"Carlion......"

"Don't say anything. I know my body best. At least let me accompany you until we can unite the South."

Carlion turns a pale grin on Brandika, who loses her words.

"I didn't say stupid. You crawl and live until I'm king!

"Ha ha, I have to cure that"

"Ouch. Leave the job to the other ones and rest your body a little. This is an order."

Forced to push Carlion into the tent, Brandika turns back to Sale.

"It doesn't matter how much money it costs. Find the best doctors."

"Okay."

Dropping off Sale walking away, Brandika looks up into the sky.

"You idiot. Don't talk about the kid dying before me."