Goblin Kingdom

"... I'm sorry. I can't join the chase."

Say a word of apology to Grave, who came home wet. Brandika didn't even try to move her gaze out of the coffin without turning on the lights.

Shortly after giving instructions to chase the defeating Puel, a decree came running to Brandika.

─ ─ Carlion is sick and dead.

As soon as he heard the fact, Brandika, who should have bracketed his stomach, heard the sound of readiness in himself breaking apart easily.

"Carlion..."

The sudden change in weather was also a reason to desist from pursuing. In just a few moments, it was as if the heavens were grieving its death, with severe windstorms.

"It's always hard to be preceded by young people. But... if you're a king, you have to stand. It's..."

"Oh, I know. But isn't a king even allowed to mourn the death of a friend?

Seeing Carlion's face in the coffin, Brandika spits out her inner heart.

"It's gotten so light... just a little bit of the death of a friend who gave everything for me... just one night"

Grave was just surprised at Brandika's first gesture of showing, and leaked a sigh of sorrow. Like a superman or something, I wonder if I was mistaken.

The man's back in front of him could be that of an ambitious man aiming under heaven. But at the same time, it seemed on the back of a human being who could not accept the death of a dear friend. It is therefore the sex that mourns and grieves. Just being strong is what the king demands. But how difficult it was, the old man sighed.

"No one can blame the Lord."

In the death of others and the death of those who are close to themselves, their weight is different from one another. Not everyone is equally sad about death. Inequality is even the proof of man.

Grave turned his back on grieving Brandika. Believe me, if the kings the adventurers have recognized, they will rise.

Brandika, alone after Grave left, shrugged one.

"... watch it, Carlion"

Its expression with its canine teeth out is closer to the beast than a man's, as if it chewed up his own emotions trying to shed tears.

"Now for once, I swear to you. Defeat the demons, lay down the elephants, and I will be king."

The Goddess of Destiny (Luruna) was forcing him to awaken further.

The next day Brandika was meeting with the Saint Knight Garland of the Kingdom of Germion, who had come to reinforcements.

"You've come a long way."

"... no sorry for the delay in rushing"

Apart from King Ashtar, even the arrogant Garland, who sometimes did not even bow his head, was so majestic as to suspect that Brandika, who at that time had deceived him, was distorting the air. Just that gaze that sits on the floor table and looks down, and there's a cold sweat on my back.

It's like something other than a person is sitting there looking like a person. Compared to Ashtar, king of his own, he hastily dismisses his imagination. By comparison, you really have to be superior and inferior.

"Now we will drive out all the armies and all the goblins. Will you help me?

"I intend to do better than I did."

The sharpness of Brandika's eyes suppresses inner rebellion, and Garland utters a pale word.

Grave, an old granting magician who has made and inverted a reconciliation with the Shreddinist nation. Reinforcements Garland from the Kingdom of Germion. Led by General Kanash of the kingdom of Erlane, passenger general Wyard, horse riding captain Sardine, and all those armies, Brandika turns the army north.

Together, the entire army was looking to decide on a single battle with 50,000 large armies.

But the name of the one who should be in it was missing. Sairee, the sworddancer, guarded Carlion's coffin and left for his hometown. It was Brandika's will and what Sale wanted.

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The Fortress of the Misty Wilderness (Mergion) had been built and expanded to a scale that was now inevitable in order to explore the western realm. Proud of its capacity to accommodate about 8,000 armies, it had abundant water resources behind its back and even had the space to keep a warcraft, that fort was unmistakably called a demonic fortress.

In the morning, the area is wrapped in mist and wet the grassy wilderness into morning dew. Trying to draw the meadow apart, the muddy troops were returning to Mergion.

"... are you back"

The king of Goblin, who had already served in the castle, accepted an advance party beginning with Zaurosh.

─ ─ Return of Puel Sinforua.

Distracted by the storm the other day, she revived 80% of the entire army, looking up to the king of the goblins with a beautiful and tidy face (covering) tainted with mud and fatigue.

"The enemy is coming. We have to intercept."

The king of Goblin, who nodded loudly, was beginning to trust Puel's talent as a military master. She had painted herself on the mud and had come almost insomnially to defend the rear of the retreating army.

The king praised the attitude of not letting soldiers die in vain, even if they wanted to fight their enemies.

"If you gave a single instruction, sleep first. You're no match for fallen."

"As you say."

Puel is Puel and honestly obeys the word of the King of Goblins. Her measures really required the power of this mighty demon, which was so much reminded that she didn't like it in the battle ahead. Also, without lacking a single soldier, that charisma that assembled the horseback riding squad on this occasion was enough to slightly loosen the strings of her heart that were straining her.

When Puel finished giving instructions and all the troops that entered the castle consolidated their defensive posture, a crowd of Yunxia-like men filled the horizon presented themselves.

Puel, who took only a brief break, stands beside the king who looks to his enemies on the walls.

"That's a lot of enemies."

"Yes, did you cower?

To Puel's inquiry, the king of Goblin distorted his mouth.

"I'm afraid of losing my men, and I'm afraid of my own death. It is also horrible to lose those who can be called friends. But... I don't feel afraid of too many enemies. There are men beside me who have trained to work out and enough soldiers to put their full trust in them."

"... the enemy will probably lay a siege and oppress this one. The enemies who drive the surplus that dropped Shirak are morale high and will drop this fort with their siege weapons."

Puel turns away, unable to bear the gaze of the king of Goblin.

"They are a great army. You'll take the tactics to make the most of that profit. Their purpose is to destroy this siege. For example, the formations that can be taken are the siege formation of the crane wings"

Puell's fingertips point to the prospects for the upcoming battle.

"My army will overthrow all your martial arts to Teco."

So for the first time, Puel looks up to the king of goblins.

"The enemy is the king. In a grand formation, you'll attack this one. Otherwise, the generals will not recognize me as king."

The king of goblins laughs invincibly.

"You think waving a sword on the front line isn't something the king should do?

Nodding Puell shifts his gaze to the horizon again.

"It's the next morning that sets up the battle."

The king of Goblin, who put his arms together, nodded and went down the walls to put his men together.

When the torso of God of Fire (Rodu) shines in Jomtien, the Red King strikes from all three sides except the north of the fort. Bow and arrow and heavy armored soldiers forward. Mergion's defensive line was still unbroken, even though it was devoured to half of the trap it set.

If it is made in the middle of the night, it is a time of demons. The Red King refrains from attacking and lights a bonfire to end the day's attack. In the middle of the night, in the fort, the king of Goblin gathered his elite men to fly.

"The enemy is a mighty enemy who made 50,000 great armies to win the wars of the South. There's no shortage for them!

Goblins above rare goblins hear the king of goblins without even making a sound.

"The time has come to reward the men who sing the spring of this world and our brethren who died for our hegemony!

As if the temper of the King of Goblins had passed, the Goblins who refrain from doing so stand up with their gains open.

"I will always be at the forefront of everyone!

The Goblins, who raised their pneumonia silently, were ripping open their heads and looking up at the king of the Goblin.

"Go on with me!

With silence in mind, all the weapons listed shined an end to the battle in the South.

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The castle gate opens quietly in a milky mist.

The leading Goblin king is a flesh-eating Horse (Andrew Arcs) named "Push" (Sui) to ride. On the back of the Scarlet Bear's coat, he bears the Giant Guardian Sword (Titandager), placed on his hips is the Black Flame Swinging Sword (Flamberge), and on his shoulders is the Black Scarlet Sword (Zweihander).

Leather armor with an emphasis on ease of movement is engraved with battle wounds, and armor is also attached to the "push".

Following him is Gi Gar Larks, the king's first loyal minister by turning him into a night-class goblin. The goblin of a ship on a black tiger stares at the enemy with the power of a fierce warrior.

Gi Bei Slay, a Noble goblin selected for the King's immediate horseback riding squad. Manipulating a warcraft-eating fear horse with one arm is extraordinary. Furthermore, the goblins run through the iron-legged black tiger led by Harloo from his family's Paradouagoblin.

After them, the Goblin cavalry, who became rare and drove through the third Hummer (Hippalion), continued to creep through the gates, exhaling their fierce insides as white breaths. The Grey Wolves are disputed by their armies as they slip between Hippalion and Andrew Alcs.

Only 800 rides in total.

That army, the most elite and hardened of the Goblin army, proceeds through the fog. Even turning off the sound of stepping on the grass, the king advancing at the head of the goblins gradually begins to increase his speed. In the mornings, the torso of the god of fire rising beyond the horizon was about to drive away the god of night (Ya Jans).

Gui Bei Slay, the ship's arm, had repeatedly re-grasped the reins of his riding beast as he proceeded with his horse following the king, proceeding not to lag behind the speed around him.

"What's the matter, are you fierce?

Speaking up was much more upright gi gar larks. The body that engraves the wounds of the war and its beauty, one turn larger than the Noble, overwhelms the other goblins. Also, for Gi Bei, he was grateful for the help he received when he was attacked by humans.

"Will you be able to stay strong? I want to throw out something swirling inside of this thing right away!

Gi Gur narrowed his eyes to a sharp dog-toothed meshing gi bei.

"Calm your heart and wait for the king's instructions. A burning heart can only admire moves."

Gi Bei, who felt reprimanded, nodded and bowed his head. For him, Gi Gur is even the second leader of the settlement. Martial arts and collaboration were all taught by Gi Gur. The king makes great and leads them. Gi Gur taught them the art of living.

Gi Gur nods when he sees Gi Bei exhaling slowly.

"That's fine. Refine your pneumonia and slap it against your enemies. And never lose sight of the king."

"Ha."

Gi Gur, away from Gi Bei, was now speaking to Harloo.

Knowing that he was inspired, Gi Bei ashamed himself slightly younger. Now, it's not even far from Gi Ghar to chief Haroo. However, I thought of it one day and felt that the wind felt stronger on my skin. Soon, the area will be dominated by silence and only the accelerating scenery will make you feel the battle is close.

─ ─ Don't lose sight of the king.

Reminds me of Gi Gur's advice. Gi Bei searches desperately for the back of the King of Goblins.

─ ─ The king always leads the way.

As declared before the war, its back was always at the head of the army. A thick arm stretched out of its too magnificent back holds a great sword.

─ ─ Close.

The instant he felt it, Gi Bei added the reins to his mouth and pulled out the spear that was in his saddle.

Sink emotions boiling from the depths of your chest into the bottom of your belly. Instead, with all his strength, he follows the king's back. White fog wet the skin, if the breathing air hadn't been mixed with water, my throat would surely have dried to a crisp. By then, horseback riding had run out almost at all costs.

The moment you think you're close to getting out of the fog, your sight opens.

In front of you, look at the enemy.

"Gruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

Moments, I was imprisoned by the illusion that my whole body would boil. I hear a king leading the way. He shook his voice to respond to the roaring king, and all armies went wild and mad.

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"Are you here?"

Brandika was reading the ambush on the goblin side. Watch the confusion in the forward position and give immediate instructions.

"Surround and refuse to leave! Destroy them."

It was an overly easy choice. This is 50,000 large troops. There's no way you can defend and win, because the enemy has to run or strike out.

It is an ambush.

Carlion was on the road this far in the war ahead. It was a measure to pull this off that showed off the enormity of this reinforcement, as shown during the pursuit.

The enemy hits must be the highest power, and even that will put an end to this battle.

"About a thousand, or"

Instantly intercept enemy sights from the amount of soil and smoke that rises. Point all the troops that were positioned to encircle the fort at the troops that came to the ambush. The enemy should have fallen without bitterness if he had been entangled so as to take the netted fish.

"Avoid the most momentum of enemies and get attacked from behind"

Carlion's remaining measures and, as Brandika thought, the enemy has launched an ambush. No, at the time it was already spotted, it wasn't an ambush or anything, it was just an assault. According to a predetermined plan, the multiheaded beast like army of the Red King points its fangs at a horseback riding squad led by the king of Goblin. As if carnivorous flowers prey on insects that have been invited by the scent, they were attacked towards the king of goblins.

……

Puell, who watched from above the walls, upwards modifies his rating that King Brandika is better than she expected for the enemy's movements.

"If the king stays like this, won't he be besieged?

Pointing a sharp gaze at Puell is the magician-grade goblin Gi Zar Zarkend. Pulling the slow-footed Druid. He was not joining this attack, but turning to the fort's defense.

"Yeah, the enemy's army is moving better than expected. Or maybe they were spotted."

"You...! You trampled on the king's trust?

Gi Zar poking his wand at Puel's neck and staring at him with hatred. I guess it's already blown up somewhere like the usual calm. He had a strong eye that seemed to stare at Puell and kill him if only he had some kind of clap.

"But even so... there can be no second defeat in our measures!

Puell doesn't even move his gaze off the battlefield. It is all for this moment, both the defeat of the earlier battles and the retreat to lure the great armies ready for sacrifice.

At the end of her gaze, there was literally a sight of enemy infantry blowing up.

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"Gruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!

A swinging blade cleaves the iron shield, and a blow like a sweeping up causes the soldier's body to strike the universe. When you literally blow up a soldier's body with explosive force, a flesh-eating fear horse thrusts into the gap without loosening momentum at all. The bright red mouth is already filled with the blood of many soldiers, and they take the heads of the soldiers who were before them in an attempt to devour their lives even more.

It was a "push" that chewed up every helm, but when I immediately threw it away if I didn't like the taste of iron, I stuck it out of my head into the soldier's wall as it was in my wild inner mind. Huge masses storm at high speeds. What died on its horseshoe was endless, and the hoof covered in red body hair was already human blood, dyed red and black.

And it is the king of goblins who waves the great sword on his horse.

That skill of manipulating two great swords with both hands pulled out of your hips. Every time you bark, the enemy freezes and moves dull. Every time a soldier's line is torn apart like a piece of paper. The great swords of both arms each dwell on the black flames of the underworld.

That's already good to say, one natural disaster.

Every time a natural disaster waves your arms, your life disappears. It's like going to a deserted field, but after leaving the castle gate, a black hurricane (Gufu) rushes towards the enemy king in a straight line. Supporting the king's thrusting power are the 800 horsemen of succession.

"Gruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"

Continue unto the king, and be like a single mass of flame, and they shall follow. Faster than a horde of roaring beasts, their voices shook the earth and frightened heaven. Gi Gar Larks' rolling spear pierces the soldier's throat, and Cynthia the Grey Wolf bites off the enemy's arms to take away the enemy's fighting power. If Gi Bei Slay cleverly manipulates the spear with one arm and wears the warrior's chest plate, Harloo will also lose and snap the enemy's neck.

And the king of Goblin was included beforehand by Puel.

The enemy is the highest military master on the continent. Or maybe her measures have been seen through.

But...

Even its speed and power, there can be no predictable.

─ ─ That is.

"Even if we are discerned, we will overshadow all battle situations with that authority."

Whether the trap is stretched or not, eat it and take the enemy's neck. While Gi Zar poked his wand at him, Puel spoke of what could not be called tactics or anything else.

One martial arts.

By only one martial arts, overshadow defeat.

Puel knew that the enemy was above him, and he went beyond it, so he took the measures.

"… as a measure, it is a lower measure during the lower measure"

But that's why I couldn't spot it in Brandika on Carlion's measures. He's not incompetent, but he's fallen into Puell's way.

The King of Goblins breaks through the waves of men with the momentum of the wind rage. No soldier who won any battle, no magic that fired, had the art of stopping the present king.

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"... won't you stop? About a thousand horsemen."

Guided the enemy into the trap of all. Nevertheless, the enemy's momentum has not diminished and, on the contrary, the front lines of his allies are beginning to collapse. And the sights of Brandika's captains wandered.

"Stupid, why"

That fact, which is difficult to understand. The reversal phenomenon that the army about to be besieged is overwhelmingly stronger than the army about to be besieged. And the momentum never stops, and we're getting closer to Brandika in a straight line. Its martial authority that feels pressure even if it is away.

The footsteps of a warcraft kicking the earth, a roar of monsters waving a great sword on it, and the ensuing hordes of demonic brakes, sounding the ground, looming. Between them were the fierce generals who had won the war and the brave soldiers, and the Tabernacles had no peace of mind at all.

I see a soldier skewered. I can see my mowed neck dancing through the universe. I can hear my own heart screaming in fear. I see the body of a soldier blown from formation to formation by kings of monsters, wrapped around many. Even the sound of vomiting breathing is sooner or later, like an early bell. The flock was running, as if to break the sea by the name of a soldier.

"... you set me up"

If the Tabernacles gazed in Brandika's words, Sardine's flag and that of the Kingdom of Germion would have moved.

"Oh, they would!

They narrowed their eyes to a slight hope that they would be stopped.

"Damn! The front's going to be a mess if we keep this up!

As the one leading the same horseman, Sardine could not forbid envy at the sight being played out in front of her. That is exactly what we deserve to call a ravaged battle. Besides, it's not against the fleeing enemies, it's against each other who's hit them directly from the front.

That sight is one ideal system for horseback riders.

Overwhelming impact and breakthroughs that nothing can block. Its power, which would not be achievable in a manipulative horseback riding squad, aroused jealousy and anger in Sardine. If this were on my side, I would have just been glad I was pointing my jealousy and envy at you.

But what embodies that ideal shape is a demon that is either an enemy or not even a human being.

"Create our time, our time! You did, Carlion!

Pull out the gripped long sword and advance the army from the front toward the enemy horseback squad.

"Let me get you mixed up, too!

Parallel to taking on the Great Sword is reinforcement from the Kingdom of Germion.

"How can the Holy Knight lead the Horse Riders?!?

"Ha, that's a good prestige, young man. But don't worry. He's not my soldier, he's my keeper!

Kicking the belly of a horse, the Storm Knight accelerates and tries to get out in front of Sardine. The horseback riding squad led by Garland belonged to his ally Seavala, regardless of his ownership. He was in the midst of a siege and lent me 300 rides because he didn't need to use a horseman.

"Lose or lose!

Unforgiving it, Sardine, walking side by side, confronted the king of Goblin, who held a great sword in his hands in front of him.

To the king of Goblin, who wipes out the soldiers in a duplicitous fashion, the two of them take the lead in order to strike a blow from left to right, so that they can pinch the king of Goblin without fail. Even without words, and unlike the battlefields that came across, the two of us who came across many battlefields could instantly work together to that extent.

"I owe you one! Take it! Thunder and Storm Ruler (Astleto)!"

The thunderstorm of Garland, unleashed by the king of Goblin, causes slight attention to be directed towards Garland. But the lightning strike against the king of Goblin is scratched out with a wave of the Great Sword that brings together the flames of the Underworld. The blade wind of the great sword, which shook only once and swung off to the horizontal giraffe, breaks the thunderbolt of Garland and doubles the body of the soldier who was nearby with the sword to return.

Difference in force seeping out with a sword wave.

However, the original meaning of Yang Dynamics is a strong attack. For both of us to set up almost simultaneously, that blow is nothing more than a signal that Garland will take on the danger.

"Do something extra! But I got it!

In Sardine's hand, which slips through and waves a long sword on the flank of the king of Goblin, there remains a stiff response and a response that knocks the sword around to prevent it.

"Che!"

Looking back with his tongue pounding, Sardine saw the king of Goblin taking with one arm the great sword waved with both hands of Garland. Even assuming the Holy Knight, a blow of the symbol of a martial arts representing a nation, a warrior runs through his back into the presence of an enemy that is taking lightly.

With only a few shots fired, Garland succeeds in slipping through, albeit with countless wounds.

"You monster!

Throw it away and it flips again. Hearing the screams of his men, who would be double-crossed for each horseback ride as they slipped through, Sardine decided to storm again.

Dare to strike again for an enemy horseback squad of momentum that is likely to reach the side of Brandika as it is. Nevertheless, I can't keep up with the king of goblins already. All in all, Sardine lifts up her voice.

"I'm gonna poke you in the flank!

When ordered by the cavalry following itself, it swirls around opposite the clock. Plan an assault from the side of a horseback rider led by the king of Goblin.

"Go on...... WHAT!?

In front of Sardine, who tried to storm with a long sword, the pawn proceeds as a goblin on a black tiger walks side by side.

"A battle! Humans! My name is Harloo of Palladua!

A screaming goblin rolling spear plunders Sardine's cheek. From the Horse Riders led by the King of Goblin, those who run the Black Tiger break up and stand in front of Sardine's Horse Riders. When the spears were aligned in a side-by-side fashion, they were not capable of storming.

"Bastard, there's a goblin flair!

Rip through the tip of the spear and slash it with a long sword, but pull Harloo's spear back fast as well. Sardine had to play the slash as she remembered that she had hit a nasty enemy.

Galland, on the other hand, also tries to make another assault by sliding through the side of the king of goblins, where a long-armed goblin stands on a skinny body riding a black tiger.

"Retreat the miscellaneous fish!

"Be the rust of my spear, O you who interrupt the hegemony of my king!

The spear shot, which is carried out from the long arm of the Night Goblingi Gar Larks, is carried out outside Garland's intermission, with momentum to blow up Garland. The blow carried out from a distant moment is heavy and does not give Garland room to use his grand moves.

"Damn!

At the end of his gaze is the figure of the king of goblins, who raises the earthen smoke and drives it. Too fast for that speed, I realize I can't catch up with hippalions. The crowd of people is not even handicapped at all. On the contrary, I even risked being pierced by a goblin spear in front of me if I looked aside.

"I'll kill you!

"Come, man!

A fierce shootout began between Garland, who changed his perception that troublesome enemies were limited to killing, and the king's loyal minister.

Supported by two devotions, Goblin's King's Horse Riders go deeper into enemy positions. The unstoppable assault line was enough to shock the humans.

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"Not like this..."

It was Gi Zar who heard about Puel's measures and pulled the wand in, but it is hard to say that the visible war situation is in no way improving. Indeed, the assault of the horseback squad led by the king of Goblin is tearing apart the human camp and causing confusion to them.

But it can also be said that the damage has subsided to the extent that it is causing confusion. If the confusion subsides, will it again be hit by a crisis of siege?

"Sure, as it is, any king's horseback squad might do its best"

"If you know!

"I'm hitting my hand. There is no pull...... but"

"What!?

"Be prepared to increase the burden of defense"

"Even if you don't tell me!

Gi Za returns his heel and causes the Dolphins to fly and defend him. With such gi zer sideways, the ruler of the South gi goo verbena. Ghost of War Gi Zi Yub. Gi Zu Luo and others, who lead militant groups, make their way out.

"Can the two arrows stand?

Puell narrowed his eyes and dropped off the goblins who were going out.

Gi Zu heads southwest to contain the enemies about to circle from the southwest, and Gi Zu and Gi Gu strive for their strength to cover the king of Goblins fighting in the southeast.

"I'll cover for the king. Spear!"

The army (Legior) led by the warrior Ghi-zi-yub puts a large shield on the front of his body and packs the distance between neighbors until it is extremely reduced to form a dense body. A needle rat (Trista) formation that is vulnerable to lateral blows, but has no parallel defense and thrust to the front.

The role of his unit, consisting of 600, is the rear support of the King's horseback squad. It was now the king's horseback squad, at a penetrating speed, cutting through enemy positions and keeping them from taking their backs, but if the king's advance ever stopped, it also meant that he would be in danger of annihilating the siege.

To prevent it, their role, nominated as the second arrow, was to knock the confused human side down to panic in one piece.

"Move on, move on!!

Though normal-grade goblins are the subject, the assault is several times more intense than human ones. Equipped with long spears as standard, they strutted their spears in alignment with their breath to the troops they were about to turn behind the king. Because he was a dense opponent, he had nowhere to escape the tip of a long spear.

Those who turn their backs and try to escape, those who fail to avoid, those who tried to prevent it with a shield, but who have been pierced with every shield. Legiol, who took the needle formation, moves further forward repeatedly so as to suck the blood that they raise the severer and shed.

They were about to surround the king's horseback squad, pushed unilaterally by the goblins who had protruded from the fort. The force Puell put in was a good force to say the two generals who excelled in collaboration and the main force of the Goblin army.

When Gi Zi forms formations and forces the human being to bleed, the southern goblins, led by Gi Goo Verbena, do not miss the gap. Goblins with a single hand stone thrower (sling) developed in the Dark Forest release a fist stone towards the humans, slightly disturbing their formations.

Even though it is a formation on the human side that was distorted by Gi Zi's Legiol. There was no way Gi Goo Verbena, a southern male, could have missed that gap.

"Let the Warcraft out! Next, assault!

From beside the barking Gi Gu, the Rare Goblins serve as a preaching order and force the entire army to take the form of an assault squad. A sharp arrow formation around Gi Goo is taken. The goblins, dense in the shape of a goblin, roar in unison at the signal of Gi Goo.

A state-of-the-art warcraft ivory (Daino) struck the humans as they soared. Those crushed by the giant, those who flee, and even intercept, the formation on the human side had not taken shape yet.

The Confederate army, led by Gi Gu, clashes there. The Goblin army's onslaught against the humans with its impact intact is tremendous and succeeds in breaking the front line. But in any case, the number of humans is ten times higher than that of the Goblins.

Even the bumped fronts of the Gi Goos are just the heads of one of the mighty warcraft with so many heads.

The Goblins had no choice but to take Brandika, the king of the enemy.

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Even after Garland and Sardine were plucked, the Horse Riders, led by the King of Goblin, proceeded to destroy the human jetty with ease.

The horseback riding squad led by the king of Goblin, which proceeded with the momentum of the tiger, was reminiscent of the invasion of the armies of the underworld and burned in the eyes of the humans with ominous imaginations.

Grave, who was watching the situation from the main unit, proceeds to turn to Brandika.

Let's move Lord Wierd and Lord Kanash.

"Then the formation will collapse!

When one of the tabernaclemen disagreed, Grave peeled his eyes and revealed his anger.

"It's this time of year, what are you looking at! Your eyes are nothing but a pit! There's nothing more precious on this battlefield than King Brandika!

So I took one breath, and Grave lowered his head as he crooked and warped the wrinkles engraved on his face.

"The enemy's aim is clear. To take advantage of Carlion's measures, make your decision!

"Forgive"

To Nodding Brandika, Grave leads his own troops when he drips his head deep, standing in front of the King of Goblins.

"Even though they're gods, they can't let us through here!

Even at the expense of the troops he himself had raised by hand salt, Grave intended to take over the king of Goblins. Otherwise, there's no way I can face Carlion, who has won his current position by throwing everything away.

Dividing his army into two parts, he intercepts to pinch the Goblin king's horseback squad moving forward. The horseback riding squad, which was attacked from both sides, slowed the momentum slightly.

But it will show them more nightmares.

A cavalry struck by the king of Goblin, who runs the lead, is cut off and a blood splash strikes. The sight of the great sword of both arms being crushed by each horse, which the king of Goblin shakes up, is nothing but a nightmare.

It was the greatest miscalculation that the speed of the king's horseback squad was far above their imagination.

It is the Demon-Guided Cavalry led by Grave. It is by no means fragile, even if it does not extend to the real Shrine State. They attacked from a distance and took a blow away as their basic method of warfare, supporting the Red King with strength. I have to say I'm not good at melee fights, but nevertheless the magnitude of the damage was unexpected by them.

A flame bullet concentrated on the king of Goblin is swept away with a wave of the great sword, and he is approached as he is, and must be swept away. Even Grave, who was supposed to be ready, groaned unexpectedly low at the sight of the fortified Red King's direct command being ravaged with little to no let.

Because of the speed of the King's horseback squad, he was not given time to leave, and the result was that shortly after it was inverted, a horseback squad led by the King of Goblin would be attacked on them. The Red King's Direct Command Army raises a blood splash from the side where it hits and is turned into a meat mass.

But the great sacrifice will buy time for the arrival of Wierd, a passenger from the blood alliance of Kanash and Flying Swallow, the heavy town of the kingdom of Erlane.

"Sorry, I'm late"

To the voice of Kanash, the general of the kingdom of Erlane, Grave, who had no choice but to admire the picture of hell, returns to me.

"Please..."

Kanash nods strongly at Grave, who bows his head with few words.

He leads the most balanced army of all who belong to the Red King. A Stone Street attack on that army that combines infantry and archers loyally to the basics.

"You don't have to panic. Following archer fire, crush with infantry! Ready for simultaneous fire!"

Stonehenge Street also means that it has a high chance of winning.

A pouring rain of arrows strikes a horseback riding squad led by the king of Goblin. To that attack, which could even involve allies, the King of Goblins shook the Great Sword over his head silently to the right. Moments, as fierce as a carnivore who found his prey, all the horseback riders cut the path ahead of the king's sword.

Ahead, Kanash's led infantry.

Riding horses is one Kanash, a general. The king of Goblin, who ran a meat-eating fear horse for it, strokes an infantry that often gets stuck in his hands.

Wave the sword like you breathe in, poke it through like you breathe out. That assault, which seemed to unite the rider and the horseman, tore Kanash's infantry army apart with ease and approached Kanash, the general.

"It's not a bad decision. But it's sweet, demon!

The king's intuition captures the enemy in the voice of Kanash, who sets up his shield. Moving his gaze slightly to the left, there was an approaching wierd figure with sudden momentum. What the Battle-Scarred General has is an axe spear of blue and silver iron (Congo) on his right hand and a shield of demonic steel (Hodo) on his left hand.

"To destroy evil, once and for all, be not a ghost!

The atmosphere surrounding him was reminiscent of the Scarlet Bear. Blue, silver, and iron axe spears wield with the auspicious wind, while Wyard's hippalion hits the King's Andrew Arcs body by body.

Wired's unleashed blow was a heavy, core blow.

"But it's not enough to stop me now!

The king of goblins barks.

The blow I took was powerful enough to be a hiccup if it's a lined goblin. But when the King of Goblins manipulates the Black Scarlet Sword with one hand to stop that blow, he plays an even more black-fired swinging sword to match Kanash's protruding spear.

"Mmm!"

Kanash groans as he rolls out his spear. Its power, transmitted to the spear tip, which was supposed to have just been bounced, was extraordinary. Speed and power as if it were a blow from a giant. The opponent says he just played the spear while taking the blow of Wyard, the fierce warrior.

"Little shit!

Condemn it as your own weakness, and Kanash proceeds with the horse as well. Horseback riding, which can only be small compared to goblin kings and wierds, is a lot bigger in horses. Even if that horse hits his body, the "push" will not stop. The three repeat their attacks and defenses so that they run side by side with the king of Goblins in the center.

Kanash, who abandons his shield, pulls his horse over for a melee. Secrets, do everything you can with your secret moves and launch a series of attacks that won't give the King of Goblins room to wave the Great Sword. From one direction or the other, Wyard's Blue Silver Iron Axe Spear (Congo) hits each other with the Great Sword of Goblin's King's Black Scarlet and scatters a spark.

The moment the moment was stretched many times, the king of goblins calmly sewed a gap in that attack.

Push the "push" toward the wire in a slightly empty clearance.

"Ku!?

As he enters the interior of the swinging axe spear, he strikes the great sword of the black scarlet. It was to be prevented by the Shield of Demon Steel (Fudo), but that was enough for the King. Ignoring the good wierd, he kicks more horseback and hits Kanash.

Two swords wielding are roared up and the spear of Kanash is bounced against the body of a magnificent general. Leaving a distressed voice to give Kanash a glimpse of the falling horse, he taps into a series of strikes even more wierd.

If you don't meet with the Decathlon and knock the wierd off the horse, you modify the path and go for Brandica again.

"I'm not going to let you go!

The king turns his sword to Grave, who stands in the magic of granting to his own wand.

"Knowing you're no match for the enemy, you still want to challenge me!

Whenever a blow is struck, the posture collapses. Grave's body lifts a crease. But it still withstood three times. In the meantime, his demon-guided cavalry, once again inverted, and three armies burning in revenge to strike the revenge of Wyard and Kanash surround the King's Horse Rider.

Behind the king with his goal to Brandika, Gi Bei calls the king.

"Kings, go! Victory for us!

Hearing the voice on his back, the king, without looking back, raises the sword of his arms and opens it to the left and right.

"I command my army!

Keep the speed running through.

"Kick my ass!

"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!

Gi Bei, a horseback riding squad led by a lady on the lake (Cynthia) flips left and right and starts raiding toward three armies chasing from behind.

"Die, demon!

To Grave, who targets his sides, the King of Goblins waves his sword with anger.

"Readiness is brilliant. But it's good to die!

The great sword that broke the old magician's body tears even the ground apart.

"Gruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!

In front of the king of Goblin, who twisted and drove all his enemies, was Brandika with a double-edged long axe (Valdish).