Hakai no Miko

Even though the struggle between Garam and Zug forced most enemy protagonists to change their spearheads, there were yet another few enemies looming for the Erdoah National Army to retreat to the mountains.

Retreat as the enemy approaches closer than behind it. It is a difficult situation to take command of soldiers even in modern armies where strict military laws are laid.

However, soldiers of the human race in the Eldor country were withdrawing without major disruption.

The reason for this lay in Setius, who commanded them.

"Calm down! Try to push forward in a hurry and your feet will stop instead!

Setius' voice, instructing him to retreat in the confusion of the townsmen, was playing somewhere bright while under this impending circumstance. And it also appeared on his face.

Setius only faces like he's chewing up bitter bugs about what he doesn't normally care so much about. Between the soldiers of the human species, so much so that they have even been slapped in the pubic mouth with "Setius the Vermilion".

But Setius even smiled with a neat face at this time.

Ron, the general who leads them, smiles at the loss. For the soldiers, nothing is more comforting. Seeing the war situation as the soldiers at the end who did not understand it well was enough to make them think that it would not be as serious a situation when it came to retreating. For this reason, the soldiers of the human race in the Eldorian country had retreated without great confusion.

"Wow! Remember the training! Don't rush, don't panic, but act fast!

As the words put it, Setius did not make him feel anything imminent from his voice as if he were training, but the truth is that this was not an act or a void.

Setius was at this time at the bottom of his heart. Originally Setius was the third son of a pioneering peasant in the Plains of Sorbiant. It was only in such a way that it had to enter the Holmeer National Army. For that reason, I was not dreaming of standing up for martial arts as a soldier. Besides, even his boss, Marcronis, who has far more track record and background than himself, is just an assistant squadron leader stop when it comes to civilian exit. Even if I could just be captain of the platoon. After that, you can work hard to the point of not dying, save some small money and do it in the city at a small drinker or grocery store after you retire.

I thought it was about that level of life.

But how about now?

He is the deputy general of Marcronis, who became the one who commanded the soldier of the human species of the emerging nation of Eldor, which destroyed the Holmea country. In the Holmeer country, the status and ranks that were quicker to count from the bottom are also now, conversely, quicker to count above themselves.

And besides, my neighborhood had changed dramatically.

Until then, he had called his name off or, at best, the platoon captain, but many of them had come to call him "Lord Setius".

Waking up is also a splendid sleeping area for one person, from a large room of miscellaneous fish. Wherever I go, I can't go alone. Always, the soldiers who are inflexible to see follow as escorts. And if you want to go to the squad, thousands of soldiers of the human race will greet you with the most salutation.

Besides, he is apparently the subject of himself, who has risen from the three sons of pioneering peasants to the vice-generals of man-general Marcronis. The young soldiers and others who yearn for it look at themselves with sparkling eyes that turn to their heroes. What the hell kind of dream is this, Cetius thinks?

Whenever I woke up in the bedroom of a splendid mansion in Holmenia, the king I worshipped, it was no longer even Setius' routine to blur, "What, you haven't finished your dream yet?"

Even if you dream of being raided by Zoan or a burglar on the Sorbiant plain and you are dying in fallen and lying mud, you can't even break it off and enjoy it as a dream, even if it's not realistic like this.

Because of such a weird obsession, how long was the only time my face was sticking to Setius's face?

Come to that, it's this crisis.

Setius was relieved.

After all, there's no way there's such a good story.

As soon as he thought so, Setius felt that the moya moya that was obsessed with his chest blew away at once.

Besides, I was used to losing. You can say you're good at running away.

When Zoan attacked him in the Sorbiant plains, he often fled desperately without his platoon men in the mud. It was really hard to get away from Zoan, who was beastly friendly with both his nose and ears and could run at horse-like speeds if he ran on four legs. Compared to that, even though it's a narrow, gradual mountain path, it's easier if you just run away. Blame "okay! Help his neighbors! If you abandon me, I'll worry about you later! If you help him more than that, he can help himself later. It feels good and helps us all. We'll survive many of them alone!" Setius began clapping when he spoke to the soldiers that way.

"Here! To! Yippee! Get your feet together and we'll get out of here! Yippee! Yippee!

In keeping with Setius' applause, the soldiers of the human species of the Eldorian nation retreated to the mountains, aligning their footsteps.

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Instantly Setius was not the only force by which the soldiers of the human species of the Eldorian nation continued to retreat without great confusion. No matter how much Setius was smiling, if he had actually been pursued by the Romanian National Army, confusion and agitation would have been transmitted to the soldiers in the meantime, losing control. It was not there because, for one thing, there were those who were stopping the Romanian National Army from pursuing them.

"What is that monster?!"

The body of over a hundred Romanian soldiers had already been scattered before the captain of the Romanian National Army, who so leaked. They are all piles of unbroken corpses that are crushed, pulled, crushed and no longer fastened to their prototypes by overwhelming forces.

It was Jahangil Hetherm Jarouge, who raised the roar of joy and excitement, and Dinosaurian's troops led by it, who created this sight, more likely a trail of some kind of disaster than a battlefield.

The Jaharngills were forming at the entrance of a narrow mountain path to stop the Romanian National Army from pursuing them.

"Damn! Archers! Arrows! Let go of the arrow!

Along with the captain's orders, the archers unleashed an arrow.

Besides, Jahangil eagles at the corpse that was rolling on his feet, and even the featherworm wields the corpse to shake it off and strikes down the arrow that comes down.

When he received an arrow instead of his own to throw away a corpse that looked like a halibut, Jahangil tried to penetrate toward the archer who was wasting his time trying to lead the next arrow to the bow.

"Father! Stay back, stay back! Bam, bam, bam, bam!

It was Pearlshire, the three men behind him, who suddenly pushed it aside. Pearlshire was recalling his protruding father as he hid behind a large shield and avoided arrows, prepared in preparation for a Gaw hunter whose pale horse had never been there. Even though Jaharn Gill spills words "no bridge," his sons say, "Even if it's not a bridge, go back because it's a bamphoo!" Raise your voice. Besides, Jaharn Gill, reluctantly said, retreated back.

The enemy has retreated. All the soldiers of the Romanian National Army have butted in and won't move off the spot when they say it's a great opportunity to attack.

To such a subordinate, the captain makes a breakthrough.

Frightened "You guys! What are you doing! There are only a few enemies! How many Dinosaurians can you fight once and for all!" But even though I said so, the captain himself thought in his heart, "That won't be possible". Ugh, I can't think of a sight to beat that one down. Rather, it seems ridiculous to stand up to it.

"Yep! Impudent! Are you still Romanian soldiers?!"

It was the Ethereal Cavalry belonging to the Hundred Wolves of Piata who came to say so.

Hearing his allies struggle with their enemies, the Ethereal Cavalry, with less horse fatigue among the Hundred Wolves, was coming, "Then we will." How to "be Dinosaurian and not afraid enough! Make a pair as usual and try!" Receiving that voice, the Ethereal Cavalry quickly forms a group.

Toru, when he was an Ethereal Cavalry, it was a method of warfare born during his training with General Daraios. First they become a pair of three, one defending and shielding, one focusing on the attack, the last remaining one defending and supporting the attack according to the circumstances. This was the imperative method of warfare for the Ethereal Cavalry when it was opposed to the mighty enemy.

Brave and prestigious knights raise their brave voices among the Ethereal Cavalry, challenging Jahangil with both of their companions.

"Show me that there are Ethereal Wolves in the Hundred Wolves!

Before I finished saying that, I heard a lot more wind than my left hand.

The shield knight who stood on the far left said, "Huh?" When you think, "that strikes directly at the shield you were holding.

It was Jaharn Gill's iron ball. Instead of throwing straight, the iron sphere wielded with chains, combined with Jahangil's suspicious and centrifugal powers, crushes the torso of the knight by shield with tremendous power.

But that's not all that stays. The iron ball then snapped the second torso. The iron sphere that just crushed the two humans in armor also diminishes momentum. The third person was just hit hard in the chest from above the chest armor.

But still, the power of the iron sphere is softened, and the knight who is hit hard in the chest stuffs his breath and braces behind him. A knight who managed to stop where Ayama fell, but before his eyes stood a much larger shadow.

It is Jaharngil.

The Ethereal Wolf soldier was kicked up by Jaharngil, who was packing his time at once at the same time as tapping a swinging iron ball.

Bow The actual sound is like beating a drum can with a metal bat. However, the sight of the body of the kicked Ethereal Wolf soldier dancing universally seemed to have kicked it up even though it was. The Ethereal Wolf soldier, who after a while made a noise and fell to the ground, does not even move with Pickle while bending to those without his neck or limbs. It was clear that he was no longer desperate.

Jaharn Gill, who sees it, picks up the iron ball that was falling to the ground. Then, turning his back around, he said, "Dad, Dad! Bam, bam, bam, bam! Go back!" he returned to his sons, shouting.

One of the Ethereal Wolf soldiers returns to the figure of Jaharngil as he shows his back full of swinging the gap tail slowly to the left and right. "Impudent! Still, Her Royal Highness Princess Piata's Ethereal Wolf Soldier?! I'll take him!

If you say so, I took the spear and ran out toward Jaharngil.

In front of that Dinosaurian blow, the shield and armor are pointless. Iron helmets also narrow their sights and only cause disadvantages.

The Ethereal Wolf soldier who decides so takes off his helmet.

"Hey, hey, it's me."

He was an Ethereal Wolf soldier who tried to fight bravely by raising his name, but something burst into there tearing the air apart and flying.

It sounded like I slammed raw eggs on the ground from shell to shell.

The soldiers of the Romanian National Army shudder with their mouths open.

The head of the Ethereal Wolf soldier had disappeared.

Angus, captain of the Blaze Wolf Soldier, shall also. Stunning. No, you can say that. The Ethereal Wolf soldiers exposed before him were all proud men in their bravery and bravery. Not to say a thousand, but still enough to fight against five or ten soldiers. That said, his men treated him like children.

Is Dinosaurian all such a monster?

But I just defeated Dinosaurian because of a few people earlier. He was strong, too. But that's just not as good as that. Compared to that one, it is a cute one.

The strongest Angus has ever known was General Daraios. But when asked if he could beat that Dalaios General, I would put it into words. It was just a monster. "What, that monster? My lord Darius, there's been a little more adorable."

Did you hear that voice, and Jahangil, who was pulling the iron ball he threw across the chain with a cheek, smashed his neck around it and showed it.

It's like, "Why aren't you coming?" Angus shouts unexpectedly, seemingly like a child's trick wondering if her friend, who had invited her to play because of it, would not come.

"I don't want such cuteness!

Behind Angus, who raised his anger, as the soldiers of the Romanian National Army had signed up, he followed at last.

Jahangil stayed on the spot for a while, but when the enemy no longer came alone, he slowly withdrew with his sons to the rear mountain.