Green Skin

"Shit, shit, shit. ’

Things went wrong. I could explain everything in one sentence. Siege wars that were unsuspecting because they believed they would win caused huge damage to their allies, and those who entered the gate on the right were also unable to determine life and death.

"Elia... Elia..."

It didn't take long for me to realize that believing in a self-reliant stupid elf was a mistake, or that all the information that this side had was wrong. The level of the continent next to him has surpassed the imagination of the power of the Queen of the East, so there will be no need for other words.

She's not the only one. The problem is that the percentage of people who reach low firearms levels is also very high. If you led the war to a long-term war that consumed the opponent after securing the most supply routes, then you might have won.

It is natural for things to go on like this because they beat their troops too hard in situations like this, even when they are in the best condition or at war.

‘It's fatal.'

You've been hit by a deadly blow.

After knowing the atmosphere, it is natural to order retreat and to realize that some troops were fortunate enough to remain but lost the will to fight in everyone's eyes. I had to think of something else, something that wouldn't be strange if I called for surrender.

“Mary.”

“Yes, go ahead. ”

“The soldiers are struggling. Why don't you slow down the march...”

“I can't. I don't know when those monsters will show up. You can no longer do damage to your troops. ”

There were no pursuers.

Unlike what I thought might be difficult to do in retreat, there were no separate pursuers or punitive forces inside the ice walls, but the problem arose in a completely different place.

Ambush.

I can't call it an ambush. The Greenskins who have been blocking supply lines or raiding cities have changed their objectives. The size of this force that retreats despite the defeated soldiers is enormous.

If he was taking a break or setting up camp to rest, it was clear that an attack would come within the boundaries that the Headquarters could not cover. It can happen quite well in light of my experience so far.

Only allies attacked by ambushing Greenskins are already at a significant level. If you lose any more troops, you won't even have a fight. It's a situation that can't even be rebuilt. As long as the city is approaching, the fire will not be quenched. The Greenskins she watched did.

‘............... ’

I bit my lip, but it doesn't make a difference.

“A little more power will get you inside the metropolitan area. It will be difficult, but please try to encourage the soldiers. In addition, please report any other attacks. ”

“Raid, raid! ”

“Monsters! Raids, raids! ”

Her voice bursts out before she finishes speaking, and Maria gets the impression. There have been a lot of hostilities so far, but I've never been so open with them. The sound of screams is being heard from the end of the force.

“I'll go myself. ”

“Yes.”

They are currently in a lot of weakness. People who can barely move properly without divine or magical power due to poor supply conditions. Preparing for an ambush is also vulnerable, as moving is the top priority.

“Perhaps there will be a battle. Order all troops to prepare for battle. We'll start marching again as soon as we get rid of the raiders. ”

“Yes.”

Maria starts running quickly. This has happened several times before. However, the results were always the same. The situation was already unseen when the raid took place with elites to fight back.

Enemies of all kinds are also varied. Sometimes there were Goblin-only clans, and when Orcs attacked, they could be attacked by troops with troops like well-trained troops, which obviously affects deception. Disbelief in command is already deeply rooted and irreversible. It was important to make up for it somehow.

As I continued to take a step, the overall situation began to come to my attention.

“Aaahhhh!”

“Help me!”

Those who lose the will to fight and run away, the ones who lie down and hide in plain sight. There was also a force trying to react somehow, but it was useless, and Maria herself was also the first green skin I had ever seen.

Werewolf?

Or those who can be called werewolves, walking upright with white manes, were luring their troops around and around. A troop that has begun mixing in the first place. Defensive lines are meaningless. The problem with many elites losing their lives on the wall to the right is that Maria bites her lips and screams like a sacrifice to evil.

“Build a vibration and let it respond! Reinforcements have arrived from Command! We will try to stop the monsters on our side. ”

“What the fuck are you doing here? Support! Support! ”

“Run! Quick! ”

“Aaahhhh!”

The situation is not only very negative. Starting to mix troops means there will be a lot of damage to your troops, but it also means there is an increased chance of obtaining enemy samples. Unlike previous raids, the current raid is a little more aggressive. It may be possible to capture them alive if reinforcements join forces.

“Get rid of the monsters quickly. ”

It was only a matter of time before our reinforcements were ambushed. Maria also starts to run with her troops, carrying her lover. It was at that moment that the werewolves who were looking at themselves slowly tried to withdraw, that Mary opened her mouth, snatching the firearms of the rifleman next to her.

“Don't miss out! ”

Boom.

As you hear the sound of the Magic Ammo firing, the projectile begins to fly. The bullet, which did not suspect that it would hit the werewolf's back, was blocked by a giant who was blocking it at some point.

“Ah…”

What you see in front of you is a werewolf a little bigger than the others. The man with the silver fur was slowly staring at himself with red eyes and opening his mouth. The long fingernails caught a bullet that should have been lodged in the back of another werewolf.

“Always thinking, but interesting weapon. It's efficient, it's strong. ”

“You...”

“White Silver Fang, chief of the Silver Fang Clan, leading the werewolves of the North. ”

“.............. ”

‘Will I win? ’

It was the first thought that came to mind when Maria saw the werewolf. It must have entered the center of the enemy camp. If you say "siege", it is clear that you can catch them or cause serious damage. However, there was a constant distress signal in my heart.

A speculation continues to erupt from the creature with the wolf's face. It is not just you who feel the magic and flesh. Others around you seem to be able to grasp their weapons and not be able to use them. Gigi is dead.

Die.

Fight or die. They will be torn apart by their fingernails and teeth. Everyone is feeling it.

“Your name. ”

“Maria, this is Maria. ”

“Does it not come in? ”

“.......... ”

I can win. Obviously, if you take a big loss and everyone collides with interest together, you stand a chance. We may lose our men, but catching this man might be worth more than that.

However, this

"Gambling."

Gambling. As long as I can catch or kill this man, there is no guarantee that I will not die. It's a gamble with his life, the troops here, and the elite who have worked hard to raise him. Fights that were more real than profits, these were not the fights he wanted. Eventually, Maria slowly begins to lower her weapon. Don't open your mouth. Shoot and kill him. I can win. If you're lucky enough to capture him, there are a number of negotiations you can make. Despite thinking, Mary opens her mouth without knowing that not resisting interest here can lower morale.

“This, my friend, is already retreating... a disease, a history. Fighting no more means...”

A dog with its tail down.

Now he was a perfectly tailed dog.

I feel the surrounding troops looking at me. Some seemed to think they could live, and some didn't seem to understand themselves. But there is a next time you save your life. If you say you're going to fight him alive here, nothing good will come of it.

‘There are more threads than profits. ’

After a heavy silence, what I saw was a werewolf called Silver Fang.

“I see.”

“........ ”

“You're not warriors. I heard from the chief, but it was true. I knew exactly why the chief told me I didn't have to kill him. You are not warriors. You can't call everyone a warrior just because you have a weapon. They're not worth killing each other for. I have to think of it as a waste of time. Scum. I miss the old North. ”

I don't know what he's talking about. One thing's for sure, he saved his life. The large werewolf slowly starts to move to the other side as loud as it can. His defenseless back looks like he's screaming as if to attack.

“............... ”

There was no one to speak out. No one said we had to catch werewolves, and no one said we had to avenge our colleagues' deaths. But the heavy silence continued to cover the intestine.

Humiliation.

This is an outrage. It was an unbearable humiliation.

You dodged a fight with the enemy who entered the center of the force. There's no way a strong man like that wouldn't be aware of the dangers that are being poured out on him. The enemy was already ready to die. Those who were not prepared to die were the only ones here.

‘Will I win? ’

If you say you're going to the big city preserving your troops in this war, but if you say you have another chance to fight back, the question of whether you can win this war will start to bite your tail.

“Sal... is alive. ”

“I'm alive...”

“Ugh... ughhh...”

“Shit... I'm alive. ”

You hear the murmuring voices of soldiers who have lost their fighting power. Morale is already low. The king of the dwarves and most of the dwarves were captured, and there was no power to sustain the war from the beginning. The few were strong enough to surpass the imagination, and everyone, including themselves, lost the will to continue the fight.

"I can't lose..."

“I can't lose you. ”

‘What I have been building, what I have, what I have lost, what I have gained, what I have made, my dream. ’

“I can't lose you. ”

Maria continues to mutter as she looks at the wall into the metropolitan area. I can't lose him. saying, "Yes."

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