I am the Monarch

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Darkness descended on the banks of the Parks River and Mt. Miel.

After a surprise attack by the Elves, the Kallu Alliance marches on the camp maintenance without moving a muscle.

You set up a new camp at the foot of the mountain and sent soldiers from the main camp to replenish your troops.

The whole faction had a vigilant look, but in reality there were far more blunt faces.

They were defeated in a row and were disorganized by the faction maintenance, and most of all, they thought the Lancefield army would be very tired from the battle between the Vigilante, the Parks River Doha and during the day.

The Kallu Allied forces are still unaware of Roan and the Lancefield Territories.

"Ahem. Tired. I'm tired."

"I know. Yawn."

You yawn more and more of the guards on guard duty along the fence.

The helmet is roughly worn on the tip of the head and the spear shifts in its armpit.

I had a tired look on my face.

"Why do you have to stand guard like this?"

"Looks like the Lancefield boys are down there, too."

A complaint arose.

The old soldier who was there struggled and clapped his hands.

"But if we win this battle, we'll have plenty of money, so let's be patient."

"Yes. This war will soon be over."

"Yes. Just a little more."

A number of soldiers nod, slapping their heads.

Then the young soldier who first complained killed his lips.

"It's only possible to defeat the Lancefield Territories."

The excitement subsided.

The old soldier grins again and tries to raise the mood.

"Lancefield is just as human as we are. It's not a ghost. Plus, we have three times as many men."

"Yes. Did you not hear what the king said? We have a winner."

Several soldiers fought back.

However, the young soldier was still filled with complaints.

"We have a winner? Hmph! I can't know that until I fight it myself......."

By that time, I heard an unpleasant sound in my ears.

Ugh.

A creepy sound reminiscent of the cry of a snake.

"Hmm?"

"Huh?"

Everyone looks at the sound with a curious face.

The point of view was outside the camp, towards the banks of the Parks River.

But there was nothing to see.

The world outside the camp was darkness itself.

"Huh?!"

At that moment, the soldiers' eyes widen.

Because the unpleasant sound was now apparent.

Idiot!

It was a sharp crack in the sky by the arrowhead.

"Blood……!"

I wanted to shout to avoid it.

However, before the words even came out of my mouth, an arrowhead appeared in front of me.

Bubble, bum, bum!

With a terrifying rupture, the guards, who were pouring out complaints and encouragement, collapse like hedgehogs.

"Huh?!"

"What the….."

Soldiers who avoid some anger are half stunned by the sudden situation.

You step back and stare at the darkness.

Around the time the black darkness settled outside the camp ripens in the snow.

Two or two.

Along with the sound of the earth ringing, several dozen or hundreds of cavalry appeared through the darkness.

An assault squad dressed in full clay to prevent the light from reflecting.

The man in the lead is none other than Roan Lancefield.

"Throw the hook!"

Dozens of cavalry advance from left to right on Roan's orders.

They hurl their hooks into a very skillful position.

Tuck, tuck, tuck!

The hook is caught in the camp's fence.

At the same time, the cavalry scatters to the left and to the right, and quickly retreats to the banks of the Parks River.

That's so gross!

With an unpleasant sound, the solid fence begins to twist.

And finally.

Guava, Guava, Guava.

The fences are torn apart with a loud bang.

In an instant, a wide entrance was created.

"Break through!"

Roan grips the horse, placing his chest on the horse's calf.

All the soldiers who were following also shrugged.

Two or two!

The cavalry is faster.

What a fierce charge.

"Ugh, ugh."

"Blood, move!"

The surviving guards step back screaming.

However, there were few steps behind.

Because an ambush force of Lancefield's men led by Roan attacked them.

Squeak, squeak!

"Grrrgh!"

"Knng!"

The guards have fallen with the terminals.

The strong horsemen rush down from above.

"Ugh."

"Hehe."

The horseshoe tramples the enemy soldiers.

"Deploy! Light it up!"

In the face of the enemy, Roan gives precise orders.

"Phew!"

With a resounding answer, the arrow flew away, cutting through the night sky.

At the same time, you defeated the fires that were lighting all over the camp.

Glug-ug-ug!

The flames move quickly into the barracks.

"What, what!"

"I am the enemy!"

"It's Lancefield!"

"Ambush!"

The Kallu Alliance soldiers, sleeping or resting, pour out of the barracks.

Most of them are barren without even armor.

Roan kicks the horse's belly and runs like a swipe next to them.

"Take a good look! I am Roan Lancefield!"

A loud voice echoes through the battlefield.

At the same time, a dark red flame rises through the spear.

In addition, a faint light flowed on the red armor.

A thin flame rises from the helmet and shoulders, arms and waist.

It was closer to the image of a god than a man.

"Ugh."

"Gosh, what a shame!"

The Kallu Allied forces take a step back, trembling.

But I couldn't avoid Roan's spear.

Spababababat!

Travias' spear grows long and short, giving way to nearby and distant enemies.

Every time, a red line was drawn, cutting through the black night sky.

Glug-ug-ug!

The flames of the barracks blaze across the floor as if responding to Roan.

Black night sky above your head, blazing fire all around you.

A flame that rises from the dark red light and Travis' spear that flows through helmets and armor.

Roan's existence paralyzed the enemy's strength and will to surrender.

"My lord! The enemy is coming from another faction!"

Austin, who was leading the Taoists and slaughtering the enemy, cried out in a loud voice.

"Retreat!"

Roan turns his horse without delay.

Immediately, the Taoists rushing through the enemy camp begin to retreat at an immense rate, as if they were drowning.

The war, or the massacre, quickly slows down.

The retreat of the assault troops was very quick.

It was like a dream that the battle had just happened.

"What the..."

The commanders of the army who arrived late stuttered in surprise.

The blazing fire and the scattered corpses of the camp were clearly in a vast field.

However, there were no traces of Roan and Lancefield.

They have already left the camp and returned across the field to the banks of the Parks River.

No, I thought I was back.

Just in time.

"Ahhhh!"

"Hey, it's a raid!"

Screams erupt from the camp on the left.

"Hey, ambush?!"

"This is our camp!"

The commanders and soldiers rushing into the army are blue-faced.

The place where the fire rises with the screams was clearly their camp.

"Shit! I'm coming back!"

"We're going back to the camp!"

Crazy orders are pouring in.

The soldiers start squirming again without even picking their breath.

It was when the squadron leader arrived halfway between the camp and the camp.

Bubble, bum, bum!

Suddenly, arrows fly from the darkness.

"Ugh! What the hell..."

The commanders leading the troops have not regained their senses.

"Surely our faction is under attack? '

Who was the unit that shot the arrow in the dark?

A curious aura shifts toward the darkness.

At that moment, the muddy Lancefield assault squad hurls through the darkness and reveals itself.

A fierce charge with spears and swords.

"Die!"

"Harpoon!"

"Waaaahhhh!"

The crack and scream struck my ears.

The crazy attack follows.

It was Austin who was leading the unit.

"Oh, shit! You guys are really ghosts!"

The commander of the Kallu Alliance shouts for help against evil.

"We don't have enough ambushes to move factions and factions around! Shit!"

Operations that are too thorough and perfectly aligned.

I had to get tired of it.

"Ghost?"

In response, Austin smiles bluntly and looks at the burning faction.

"Maybe so."

I meant it.

I thought that at least one person, as much as Roan, might be a ghost.

He's raiding an enemy camp alone.

A small faction of the Kalu Alliance forces that Austin was looking at.

Hundreds of soldiers point their weapons at Roan.

It was a perfect siege.

However, those who were looking desperate were hundreds of soldiers.

"Are you just going to watch?"

What a voice.

Roan looks down at the soldiers, riding solo on his horse.

Gulp.

The soldiers swallow dry water without moving a muscle.

Roan's mouth rises as he looks up.

You can see the Kalu Alliance forces returning to the camp through Calian tears, destroyed by Austin's raid.

I didn't have to stall anymore, making a fuss.

Roan swings his spear lightly.

"I should probably finish up, too."

A flame rises out of the window, terrified to the end of the horse.

"Son of a bitch!"

"Die!"

Some brave, ignorant soldiers rush towards Roan, unable to resist.

Roan shakes his spear up and down, striking the ground in front of his eyes firmly.

Boom!

The camp's floor splits with a bang.

A dark red flame rises through the cracks.

Pa!

At the same time, Travis' spear cuts through the night sky in a circular motion.

Screaming!

Along with a terrifying sound, the surrounding soldiers collapse into a ball of fire.

Overwhelming force.

Ordinary soldiers are no match for Roan.

Guava light!

The sound kept popping out.

On that day, the Roan and Lancefield infantry mounted an all-night raid.

At dawn, the Kallu alliance is heavily beaten, but they do not leave the camp unannounced.

It means I won't get caught up in Roan's jokes.

But it took too long to find a contingency plan.

The commanders and soldiers of the Kallu Alliance stayed up all night awake.

The Lancefield army, on the other hand, was able to rest more than they thought, as Austin, Sammy, Harrison, Brian and Fields, as well as Baron Bernard Landingham, deputy commanders of the Lancefield Corps, and Baron Andre Mold, alternating and attempted to attack with several smaller constellations.

It's only been a day since Lancefield and the Kallu Alliance faced each other.

During that day, the Roan and Lansfield territorial forces were able to win much more than they thought possible.

But there was a really big income.

It was a very important income to play the most crucial role in this battle.

And finally, after the confusing night, a new day began.

It was the second day of a war called the Battle of Michael.

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"I missed you."

I never thought I would say this.

"I missed you, too."

I didn't think I could hear it.

Roan smiles at her, smiling at the dazzling aelie.

They didn't say anything for a while.

I didn't need a horse.

Eyes, face, breath.......

It was all expressing a grief about each other.

A warm breeze blows around the two of them.

No, I felt like I was pouring.

The whole world seems to be in chaos, and it just stops with Roan and Aelle's time.

How much time has passed.

"I want to stay and watch for a long time."

Roan grips Ailey's hand and gives her a sad look.

She grins faintly and pats the back of her hand.

"So am I. But it's more important now."

She also had a poor sense of power.

Roan nods slowly.

"I'm sorry for always asking for the hard thing."

"No, it's what I want. It's also for me."

She was always calm, always beautiful.

Roan strokes her cheek like that.

Warm atmosphere.

It was like something was going to happen.

Roan lets out a long sigh with a nervous expression.

"When this war is over......."

When the horse goes on like that.

"My lord."

Austin shows up with a low voice.

"Ah......."

He looks down on Roan and Aelee, then smiles awkwardly.

Roan rubs her head once with a sad expression and whispers in a small voice.

"I'll be right behind you."

A gentle handing horse.

"Take care."

Equally soft handed horse.

She looks back at Roan's eyes for a moment.

She makes eye contact with Austin and leaves the barracks.

Austin scratches his back head, smiling awkwardly.

"Did I interrupt?"

A four-year-old question in his own way.

Roan replies briefly, returning to his seat.

"Yes."

Unexpected response at all.

"Yes?"

Austin asked with a surprised expression.

I felt like I didn't hear it right away.

Roan shakes his hand with a blurry smile.

"No. What's going on?"

"Oh, well…"

Austin stammers a little embarrassed.

Roan smiles softly as if he were fine.

Austin replied with a relieved expression.

"The herring of the Kallu alliance is over."

At that, Roan stands up and nods.

"This is a real battle now."

"Yes, but…"

Austin, who had already looked into the situation, looked worried.

"Enemy forces are much more powerful than I expected."

Despite the overnight raids and seizures using Lumasa, the troop differences did not easily narrow down.

Roan hesitates with a bold expression.

"You already knew that."

It means you don't have to worry.

Roan steps out of the barracks one step ahead.

"Phew!"

Several of the soldiers presented themselves to Roan.

Roan nods slightly and heads toward the fence.

A vast army situated in the fields beneath Mt. Myel.

Together with our invisible left and right allies in the hills, forests, and the wilderness, it was truly a great army.

Nevertheless, Roan's expression was relaxed.

"Send a letter to the Left and Friends as planned."

"Yes, I understand."

Austin bows slightly.

Meanwhile, Fields, who was organizing a separate star unit, approached with a light step.

"My lord, we are ready."

In response, Roan lets you bring his horse with a gesture.

When Fields saw that, he asked in a small voice.

"But is it really going to work?"

There was a slightly alarming light.

Roan nods lightly.

"Don't worry about it. The flowers of disbelief have already begun to bloom."

"But would that be the only thing that would keep you apart?"

Phil takes a short breath.

Roan smiles bluntly and looks at the Kallu Alliance.

"It's okay. I'll water the flowers soon enough."

Unknown word.

Roan climbs onto the horse and grabs the rope.

Fields hurriedly follows behind.

A total of 5,000 units were lined up in front of the main entrance, up to the separate detachment of Ronan's Amaranth unit.

"What about left and right?"

"I'm working on it."

In response to Roan's question, Austin quickly answered.

"Very well. The militia is moving according to plan."

"Yes, I understand."

Austin bows his head with a short bow.

Roan takes a deep breath as he looks past the entrance.

The morning air swirled in my chest coolly.

Roan raises his left hand over his shoulder and gives the command in a small voice.

"Sound the horn."

Austin yells at the watchtower in fear of falling.

"Sound the horn!"

At the same time.

Phew! Phew!

The majestic sound of the trumpet blows in the wind and spreads to the camp and battlefield.

Then a drum announced the march struck my ear.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Yuck! Yuck!

A tightly closed faction gate opens wide and reveals the earth.

You notice the Kallu Allied Forces, just beyond the dark hills and the small and large forests.

Roan pulls his weight, pulling himself out of the camp.

Followed by Fields and 5,000 soldiers.

"Waaaahhhh!"

"Roan! Roan!"

"Amaranth! Amaranth!"

Mainland soldiers rushed to the left and to the right, bursting into shouts.

At last, Roan steps out of the camp, raising his spear high and kicking his horse's belly.

Heeheeheeheeheeheeheehee!

The horse cried for a long time and hit the ground.

The slow horse starts racing headlong towards the Kalu Alliance.

Two or two!

The assault of Amaranth forces begins with the sound of horseshoes echoing across the earth.

Roan shouts, raising his spear high.

"Wipe out the enemy!"

Just beyond the mountains to the east, red sunshine came down.

It was a good day.

It was a day when I wanted to pack my lunch and go on a picnic.

But what lay open under the blue sky was a miserable inferno.

"Kill!!!"

The cold work that someone spit out breaks a good day.

The red sunlight became red blood and drenched the earth.

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