Hakai no Miko

A tremendous shock struck the Rabbian River.

If everyone looked back at the Rabian River at all, there would have been a giant water column just halfway down the river. And on that water column is the wreckage of a ship that can be seen broken in two even in the distance.

When the water column collapses and turns into the original water, what was a ship that could be boarded by people from the twenty who were on it falls to the surface of the river, dancing in circles and space as if at the edge of a tree, raising a fierce blister.

To the sight, King Dordea looked familiar.

"No way, no way......!

That was more than thirty years ago, the first time we went to Seoul.

It is the sight of that day, the first time a stone thrower in that fortress of Roylops that General Darius had just built showed his power in the Seoul West, where he pushed off his friend's opposition.

Even while King Dordea is distracted by his memory, something falls one after the other, raising the sound of tearing the air out of the sky.

It was a great stone burned in bright red.

Apparently the first ship to strike directly was unlucky, and the majority of the stones only turn up the sound of falling into the river and watering the incineration. But the waves that occur with that impact alone were enough to violently rock the shallow boat of drinking water and shake off those on board.

And some stones hit ships across the river.

The boat and others are just crushed and scattered around the area with the wreckage that was the ship along with the people who were on it. If it's just a big ship, it won't sink unless it's hit directly around the water line. However, burnt and brittle stones make a big hole in the deck or flank, and then they become fragments to explode and splash around. If you take a direct hit of that fragment, there's not a single one, whether it's the soldiers in the armor. Many generals were hurt by burned stone fragments and lost their lives. More hot, burning stone fragments burn flammable materials such as wooden plates and cloths that were where they fell, raising the fire everywhere on the ship.

"Oh, that, what...?!"

What the princes and generals pointed to was a large mass of fire launched high in the sky from the fortress of Roylops.

It was a small pot of oil stuffed with cloth in its mouth and sealed - tied up and shaped with a number of strings, like a so-called flame bottle. It was set on fire and launched from a stone thrower. It scattered a flame bottle extensively as the strings it had tied were burned out and broken down in the air.

The Romanian ship that was beneath it is tragic. When the flame bottle that fell on the deck, the sail pillars, and the soldier's head smashed, the oil spread all around him and burned up.

A fleet of Romanian nations was about to push across the Rabian River with beauty until just a short while ago. It was now crushed, overturned, and about to burn down.

"The rest, the rest of the fleet...!

Unlike King Dordea, who groans in vain, Darius's decision was quick, understanding that it was an attack from Roylops.

"Strike the drum of retreat! The crossing is canceled! Call the ship back now!

"But, my Lord General! Thousands of soldiers are already on the other shore."

Darius drinks a general who disagrees with the retreat.

"Fuck you! Are you going to make 10,000 sacrifices to save those thousands?! Strike the drum of retreat immediately!!"

"Oh, my goodness!

Behind one of the generals went to beat the drum of the falling mackerel retreat, King Dordea still stood blindly in front of a crumbling convoy.

"Hey, why? How the hell did this happen...?!"

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To answer King Dordea's question, the story goes a little back (back).

"Dear Robnas, Holmea's soldiers are coming this way!

Looking south from the Tower of Things in the fortress of Roylops, I could see soldiers from the Holmeer Nation lined up on the main road to the Cape and coming this way.

But that number is roughly a thousand less. In contrast, there are only about four hundred soldiers here, but there are ten giant stone throwers that are protected by the fort's strong walls and, above all, boast of the Holmeer State. There was no way I could protect this place.

"As soon as you're within range, let them eat the stones!

The stone thrower had already been directed from the Rabian River by inverting the pedestal to those with the path that the Holmea soldiers were now coming. We have already tested and all we have to do is wait for the Holmeer soldiers to enter the range.

But the Holmea side is also aware of the power of their own stone throwers, which stopped the army before the stones tested by Robnas rolled. And he threatened this one, too, where he began to beat the drum.

"What are they doing?

Robnas was suspicious of the movement of the Holmeer soldiers.

At a time when Romanian convoys begin to cross one river after another, the recapture of this fort of Roylops should be urgent. The Holmeer Army's actions of just blowing drums from afar and regularly do not fall to heart.

And by intimidation, it would be more effective to have the drums messed up and punched harder and the soldiers speak up as well. Even so, it's a strange story to say that oh and just beat the drum regularly.

Now it is as if, when Robnas thought,

Suddenly, there was a scream and the sound of a sword trident behind Robnas, who was staring at the actions of the Holmeer army.

"Hey, what happened?!"

If Robnas, who turned in haste, looked down at the fort of Roylops from the tower of sights, he could see the soldiers fighting everywhere there was. For a moment, it was Robnas who wondered if a discussion had begun with each other, but soon realizes it wasn't. Because it was a soldier wearing a Holmeer armor helmet who was cutting with his own soldiers.

"Stupid?! When did you allow me to break in? Where the hell are you from?!"

As the answer to that question is, the captain of the Death Squad, dripping blood from his wounded right hand, comes to Robnas for a report.

"Lord Robnas, please run away! We're in a trap!

"What the hell is wrong with you?!"

"There were numerous Holmeer soldiers lurking in the basement of the fort, in the armory, and in the walls of the stables at the end! How they appeared and the many soldiers who ate the accidents were taken over!

"What?!"

That regularly ringing drum was behind Robnas, who thought it was a signal to a soldier who was hiding in a fort, and now the horn sounded.

Along with that, the Holmeer army, who had stopped until then, also comes forward toward the fort with the sound of military boots soaring.

"And it's a stone thrower! Attack with a stone thrower...... no, burn it! Do whatever it takes to destroy the catapult before they come!

To Robnas' command, but the captain shook his head sideways without power.

"It's too late, my lord. They attacked the allies that were around the caster first. They already have the catapult."

If Robnas turned his attention to those whose words had a stone thrower, there the stone thrower was about to turn slowly towards the Rabian River.

"Oh no... do we mean that we have fallen preoperatively into enemy surgery...?

Under the eyes of Robnas, who groaned blindly, he saw a Holmeer soldier slashing in to open the gate, waving his sword and spear into the square in front of the main gate of the fort. Robnas' soldiers, who were guarding the gate, were slashed and lay low in strife, and before long, the Holmea soldiers removed the piles of earthworms that had been piled up, and opened the gate inward. Then, from there, the Holmea soldiers, who had been attacking from the outside, came one avalanche after another.

That's all there is. Multiple footsteps rushing up the tower of sights where Robnas is.

"My lord, never again! Prepare yourselves!

The word ended or no, and a Holmeer soldier appeared climbing the stairs. The captain of the Death Squad squeezes his last force, wields his sword and is slaughtered, but is passive in many ways. It's instantly taken over.

The Holmeer soldier who took over the captain turns his reluctant gaze to Robnas.

"Fuck, don't come! I can't end up here! It can't be over!

That became Robnas' last word.

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Three thousand Romanian soldiers, who had already finished crossing the river, were severely upset when convoys crossing the Rabian River were attacked by stone throwers.

Especially the agitation of a thousand soldiers under General Robnas.

Whatever it is, it is a stone's throw from the fort of Roylops, which should be under control by their own direct generals. If you still see the stone thrower attack going on, it can never be a misfire or something.

If this is what General Robnas did after turning to the Holmeer side, it is important.

If you think you've turned your back on yourself, all the allies around you will be enemies. That's all, or if we do poorly, we even lose our homeland to go home to.

But I soon found that to be a concern.

Because the evidence that General Robnas did not betray him was dropped from the top of the cliff.

It rolled at the feet of the deputy general's man, who was leading a thousand soldiers under Robnas, as he bounced like a mare against a rock protruding from a cliff.

"(b), Lord Robnas...?!"

It was the neck of Robnas with a distressed look on his face.

"How about that! The measure is a failure. Hurry up, get on the boat and retreat!

"But the Vice General. Is it suicidal to go back inside that stone throw?!"

"Fuck you!

The deputy general yells at the opposing soldier.

"If the ship you came on is destroyed, you won't even be able to escape! Are you going to isolate us on enemy land?! Hurry back to the ship!

"But don't go back and congratulate His Excellency Robnas..."

"It's a species of life, too! Prioritize survival now!

As the deputy general kicked his reluctant soldier's ass to escape and rushed his retreat, he heard the rearmost soldiers close to the Masarca Gate Fort.

Thinking about what the hell happened, things quickly turn out.

"The gates of the Masarca Gateway Fort will open!

Apparently, the Holmeer State is trying to take this opportunity to slap this one thoroughly. He's not tired of just throwing stones, and he's going to come stab the stomach with his soldiers directly.

For a moment, he was a deputy general whose eyes were about to darken, but he quickly switches his mind.

"No, this is more of an opportunity!

As it is, we are exposed to attacks from stone throwers without the skill of doing so. But a stone thrower is not a very hit-precise weapon. If you bring it into a brawl with enemy soldiers who have struck out of the fort, you will not be able to cast stones without darkness. And if you softly kick the enemy soldiers into Fort Masarca Guanmen and stand there, you may be able to leave a bud for another Romanian convoy to cross the river.

He was a deputy general who immediately tried to set up an interception posture, but as soon as he saw the enemy soldiers striking out of the fort, he was reminded how sweet an idea that was.

"Oh, that's..."

A voice of despair leaks out of the Vice General's mouth.

Fewer than a thousand enemy soldiers came out of the fort. From that motion, which was so undisturbed that it could be seen from a distance, the discipline and sophistication of the enemy soldiers were questioned. In terms of numbers, however, it is advantageous to have five thousand soldiers, albeit confused.

Still, however, what shocked the deputy general was that the enemy soldiers' equipment was unified into a black monochrome.

"- Holmea's 'Black Wall'......!

In the Holmeer Country, only one of Holmeer's strongest regiments, the Black Wall, is allowed to be uniformed in a black monochrome.

The captain, who directs the "black wall" in lateral formation in front of the Masarca Gate Fort, raises his voice.

"All hands up, shield up!

A shield was set up with a loud sound. The erected shield should not be slight as if it were a well-made statue. The front row and other shields arranged without a minute's gap were like a single wall.

"- Spear, stand up!

The eartips of the spear, which then white reflect the sun's light, are protruded innumerably.

"- Forward, all!!"

The clap of the drum, which meant moving forward with its voice, began to be slapped.

At first, the clapping of the drums that had been intermittently struck with Don, Don and Don is sooner or later. Along with that, the "black wall" forward legs also increase speed. And that velocity, at last, becomes almost as close to a full-blown disease.

But then the walls of shields arranged do not even shake small as if integrated. Exactly, the wall itself.

"Line up! Intercept! Prepare for enemy assault!!"

The deputy general under Robnas called desperately on the confused soldiers and managed to form a lateral line of interception.

There comes a "black wall" sticking in there.

Spears and spears, shields and shields, a fierce clash of flesh and flesh hitting each other.

But it was unilaterally the Romanian side that was blown away by the clash. Many soldiers are thrust with shields, stabbed to death with spears, and the horizontal formation formed because of it is instantly crushed.

"No forgiveness whatsoever! Destroy the enemy!

The "Black Wall" moves further forward as it responds to the Commander's voice.

By only one collision, the Romanian side collapsed. The soldiers push their allies away from the "black wall" that pushes them at all, scratching them and trying to fall back. The ship's centre of gravity tilts too far on one side and overturns because it attempts to board the ship that it has left on the crossing at once. Many Romanian soldiers were thrown into the river, or they threw themselves, and vanished into the river.

Alexius, Prince of the Holmeer Country, who was looking at the sight from the Masarca Gateway Fort, speaks with admiration.

"That's my Holmea's strongest army, the Black Wall!

Some of them were Romanian soldiers trying to stand up to the candles, but they don't even put it on their teeth, they kick them, crush them, smash them, and chase them down as if it were just a natural task.

All I could say was that it was just a roll.

"Words, Your Highness"

Yes, it was Huakis, deputy general and substantial commander of the "Black Wall" who disputed Alexius.

"Such a battle is like knocking trash off launched by the river. Praised for their level of battle, our soldiers are disgusted."

To deceive the eyes of Romanian insiders, all the National Army or the "Black Wall" were also moving most of their forces west. The only force now pushing Romanian soldiers into the river is a relatively young and inexperienced force among the "black walls". It is out-of-heart to think of it as the strength of a "black wall" with such a force.

To complain so much about the prince's praise is an act of disrespect that should not otherwise be tolerated as subordinate.

But the "black wall" had so much power that I had to admit even that. That is so much so that even Alexius, known for his dislike of Darius, craved the "black wall" even by bending that belief.

"Don't tell me, it's Hyuakis. - Then let's get that strength to its full use in the rebel slave crusade in the west"

Alexius has a mean grin.

"But the rebel slaves are the ones who defeated Darius, who once commanded you. Can you beat them?

"... My name is Old Turns Even Lions Into Stupid Cats. Darius is a glorious old man of the past."

Huakis grabbed his fist in invisibility from Alexius.

"- Always by my 'Black Wall', kick the rebel slaves in and let them see!

Alexius, who liked what Huakis said, gave a loud laugh when he said, "I hope so," he said.

Alexius' laughter echoes, Rabbian's crossing.

There, no Romanian soldier was left as one already alive.

The battle, thus called the Battle of the Rabbian River, ended with a victory on the part of Holmea.

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Not long after the battle at the Rabbian crossing was over, there was a figure of one man on a small hill a little further than the crossing.

As men and women dressed as samurai and samurai wrapped themselves far around, the man faced a drawing board that stood in front of him and took pigment directly to his fingers instead of a brush, sometimes painting the tip of his nails, sometimes using the belly of his fingers, indifferently.

A man dressed as a Romanian soldier advances by breaking the circle of samurai and samurai watching it.

"Your Majesty, I'm back now."

To a Romanian soldier kneeling (kneeling) against himself and drooling his head (this way), the man called His Majesty speaks with his face facing the drawing board.

"And what happened?

"Ha. Due to Holmea's measures, the Romanian army, led by King Dordea, has lost a great deal. Many ships were sunk by Roylops stone throwing, and soldiers who were able to cross the river were also driven down into the river by the 'Black Wall'. The Romanian army is still camped near the Rabian River, but it is believed that it will retreat not far away"

"Right. Thank you very much."

Saying so, the man used his pinky finger and put the last color on the drawing board. Then the man leaks a satisfying sigh and comes closer without sound and stands up wiping his fingers with the handkerchief offered by the samurai.

"Clean up the painting, please"

The man dressed as a Romanian soldier, who had finally raised his face after leaving him saying so, peeled his eyes a little.

The remaining panels depicted the Rabian River and the Great Sikhi River and the convoy that collapsed when stones were thrown in an attempt to push it across, and the banks of the river depicted Romanian soldiers who were dropped into the river by Holmeer soldiers united in black.

That was exactly the sight the man had just seen earlier.

The man who leaves a stunned soldier behind and takes his samurai and samurai down the hill leaves laughter included.

"Now let's comfort the heartbroken King Dordea."

Before the man who said so, there was a figure of only fifty soldiers. The figure is a different outfit from both Holmea and Romanian.

A man looking like a general at the head of it yells at the soldiers.

"Raise the flag! Your Majesty's orders!

When a soldier raises his flagpole according to the general's life, the big flag flips in the wind.

Drawn on that flag is the crest of a snake wrapped around a liquor cup.

It is the flag of the small country Balgibor.

"Everything stays as I draw..."

César Barzibor, the young king of Barzibor.

The Dark One, who immerses himself in painting and turns national politics around, and this man, who is rumored all the time.

But this is what they are called by those who belong to the darkness of the western realm.

A poisoner who poisoned all his brothers and seized the throne.

The Viper of Balgibor.