I Became the First Prince

The old lord, Bourg Berten, who encompassed the southwestern squadron of Dothrin, was originally a man of comfort and guaranteed old age.

The territory was stable, the garbage was loyal, and the succession seemed to flourish.

It was an envious life, but I had to suffer from a terrible helplessness.

He thought for himself he was a warrior. It was also an unfortunate warrior who met the wrong time.

I spent my whole life on a sword, and I became an old man without pulling it out.

It was a vain life.

Maybe so. When I heard that the Empire had declared war on Dothrin, it was because of the emptiness that ruled his half-life that cleared everything and headed to the battlefield without hesitation.

And as expected, he regained his reason for life on the battlefield.

The wrinkled shell remained intact, but the body was revitalized.

It was as if he had regained lost youth.

As the situation deteriorates over time, the Fortress can't promise tomorrow.

Nevertheless, he never regretted his decision.

When I heard the king's word that there would be no reinforcements, I solemnly promised to bury bones in the fortress.

The fortress will collapse soon, but before that, the Imperial Army's corpse will be able to build a mountain. I never doubted it would be a regretless end.

It didn't take that long to realize that it was the greed of a mean old man.

Bang!

Dozens of strands of fire hit the fort.

"Ugh..."

I saw the face of a young soldier who curled up in fear.

“Oh, it hurts...”

I saw a soldier burn in the face of a magical flame and scream with dry tears.

“Mom...”

“I don't want to die. I don't want to die. ”

I can see the soldiers hiding behind the wall.

Bourg Berten walks towards the wall with a firm face.

Soldiers screaming at the wreckage, looking at the old commander, struck Aung San Suu Kyi to save her life.

He clears the pile of hand debris.

“Sir! It's dangerous! Stand down!”

Loyal laborers from the territory followed the flag.

But he cleared the debris pile without pitting himself.

“Hang in there a little. ”

“Go, thank you. Sir...”

The soldier, whose lower half was shredded, thanked him with a loud voice.

Bang.

Then the Imperial Army's magic pours back on the wall.

Warr.

A stone falls over the body of an unnamed soldier that the old commander was trying to save with a pile of rubble.

“Sir!”

Knights came running one step late and grabbed him.

The old commander looks at the hands of an axially stretched soldier. That's all the remains of a soldier who didn't even have a form left behind.

He looked around.

“Stop it, you bastards! ”

A soldier clears a pile of rubble to save a comrade and cries out in disgrace. I can see the soldiers looking at the wreckage with their faces blank.

Above the wall, the frightened soldiers are dying in defenseless exposure to enemy magic.

“Your wizard? ”

“I'm just defending the gate. ”

The old commander closed his eyes.

Where the hell did it go wrong?

As a knight, it was also a vain greed to die fighting an enemy for the kingdom.

When the Imperial Army besieged the fort, it would have had to retreat even if it had taken damage at that time.

Numerous delusions grabbed my head.

But the meditation was not long.

There were screams and shouts everywhere. Beyond the walls, the sound of the camp's drums was being heard.

At the end of this terrible magic baptism, the Imperial Army will be ready soon. As the venom rises due to its repeated setbacks, the weary matchmakers will climb the walls to bite Dothrin's soldiers.

The old commander blinks.

He pulls out his sword and heads over the wall.

Upon climbing the wall, the foreground became clearer.

Citadels rebounded by repeated magical bombardments, rains of arrows pouring down unrelenting, and allied archers unable to even raise their heads. Fatigue, despair, and an imminent end touched the skin of the soldiers.

The old commander thought.

If you are lucky enough to last another day, you will not be able to change the fate of the citadel.

He recalls in his head the word "end" for the first time.

He shook his head. Then I stared forward.

Dongdong.

Shadows endlessly rush toward the burning citadel as the sound of the Book comes from all sides.

He snatches the bow from the archer who was bending under the wall.

Then he pulled the protest and released it as it was.

Pic.

An Imperial army has fallen.

He blows the bow again.

Another Imperial army has fallen.

Even at that moment, an arrow hitting his armor.

He didn't back off.

I pulled the bow without a break to reduce the number of imperial troops approaching.

Archers inspired by the commander's struggle have formed bodies everywhere.

"Evil!"

At this time, many fell by the arrow baptism of an enemy who wanted to fly.

However, more archers succeeded in releasing the demonstration.

Sasasac.

This is the first condensed contest since the Magic Shot began.

However, even though all the archers in the wall responded with one mind, they could not slow down the enemy's footsteps.

At some point, the arrow stopped.

The archers of the citadel, who were waiting for the time, put out their bodies in unison and poured out arrows.

But the time given to them was not long.

A ladder hangs over the wall, and a hook hangs.

And on top of that, the Imperial Army began to climb towards the wall.

The infantrymen grabbed the axe and cut off the hook. Knights push the ladder with a spin of Mana.

However, that did not prevent the Empire army from climbing the wall.

Archers lay their bows and grab spears and swords. He swung his spear and sword desperately towards the enemy who appeared on the wall.

Jaw.

But the enemies who climbed the wall bounced their spears and swords so easily.

The soldiers' necks fell down in an instant.

“Enemy Knights! ”

Someone cried out a little late.

The sword light was fine.

The Knights of the Citadel rush to expel the Knights of the Empire.

However, even though Manado was already depleted of health, one Dothrin's knights could not push their enemies away. It was best just to hold on.

The number of enemy knights on the wall was increasing.

The Knights of the Citadel were surrounded by two or more enemies and repeatedly fought evil.

I never dreamed of helping soldiers push out enemy troops.

It was only urgent to survive.

The same was true of the old commander.

He was already surrounded by enemy knights. The laborers who had been with him from the Territory decided to protect him, but he was heavy.

A knight, a 40-year-old friend and loyal knight, fell on his back. One of the knights who complained after decades of joining and being youngest felt like he was going to die, fell from the wall with a knife to his chest.

“Sir, step back. ”

A bloody knight advised him to retreat.

“Where do I go when I step back? ”

Instead of retreating, the old commander fixes the sword and burns the foreground.

Unlike what I had hoped for, I was about to end up fighting over the wall just as I had hoped in the beginning.

The old commander takes off his helmet and throws away his sword.

Then he grabbed the sword with both his hands and leaned over the wall.

A swordsmanship that has been grinding and wiping since the time of the Iron Age. Even though he could not become a knight of the Quadchain because of his talent, the labour commander was never weak. His sword, which reached its completion, slit the necks of the imperial knights in succession.

“Drive out the enemy! ”

Knights inspired by the labour commander's struggle pushed out enemy knights with all their might. Soldiers cling to death and help them.

Enemy knights begin to pull out one or two against that stubborn resistance.

“Hoo, hoo."

The old commander breathed and looked at the situation on the wall.

There were not many enemies left on the wall. I thought the castle would be destroyed right away, but I think I've succeeded in stopping Yonke's aggression.

But that was too early a judgment.

Bang!

The wall shook with a great roar.

And I heard a scream.

“The gates have been breached! ”

The old commander found the wizard.

The answer came back to the fact that the wizard who had endured and endured, Mana, was backflowing and mixed.

“Half of them stay in the walls, the other half block the gates with me! ”

The old commander summoned the knights and rushed towards the gate.

In that short time, the soldiers of the citadel who were guarding the gate were halfway there.

Elite infantry soldiers who are not comparable in armament, training, or morale. Then they were swept away like conscripts.

It was natural.

No matter how good the infantrymen were, they couldn't deal with the knight.

Even if it was one of the knights who wielded the Orrablad, it was not a crowd.

A splendid armor, Paladin of the Empire, which is clearly distinguished from other knights, is slaughtering the infantry.

“Inuoom!”

Paladin of the Empire, who chopped two infantry soldiers to the sword, turns his head as he hears the old commander's outcry.

Inside the helmet, there was a flash of light.

Palladin cut off the paramedics and began to approach the old commander straight away.

“Sir! Avoid the body! ”

Knights shout in front of the commander.

“Where do you avoid? ”

The old commander stares at the Paladin of the Empire, fixing his sword with splendor.

And he took the rest of the troops by mouth and somehow ordered them to break through the siege. The articles refused.

But the old commander was determined.

Eventually, the knights were dispersed all over the place with restraints that kept their feet from falling.

The only knights left were those who followed him from the realm.

“Why aren't you guys going? ”

“Where do you go when you've lived long enough? ”

“It's just a matter of time for young people to get away. ”

The old commander said that the knights were fierce.

It was an outrageous voice.

The old commander gave up persuasion, realizing that the old keepers had already condemned him to death.

“I don't know about the others, but we have to stop the Paladins of the Empire. ”

“I don't know if it's possible with an old body, but I'm going to try. ”

“I don't know. Faladin might be as old as we are. ”

The commander and the knights plead with one another, making jokes that don't suit the situation.

Paladin has walked big. On the walls, allied archers shot arrows in unison, but they couldn't even sneeze at Paladin's body. Paladin walked so ferociously before the old commander.

“I'll go first and wait. ”

The dozens of knights who surrounded him ran in unison.

Early in the night, a glare poured towards Paladin.

But their opponents went beyond completeness to complete the article.

The old knights collapsed without a break.

Ten, eight, seven, five, four.

In an instant, the six knights became cold corpses and laid themselves on the floor.

The three remaining knights blindfolded and carefully surrounded Paladin.

However, Paladin was only looking at the labour commander to see if there were any such knights inside.

Beyond the helmet, a low voice was heard.

“Son of a bitch. If you come to Dothrin, you have to tell Dothrin. ”

The old knights rebuked Paladin.

Palladin continues to talk about it or not.

The old commander was able to understand what he was saying through the short knowledge he had learned as a young man.

Paladin was recommending a tug.

“There's no reason to live at this age and see the curse. ”

The old commander replied in the Western Empire language. I didn't know if I said it right.

However, I could see enough of the fact that a death sentence was passed to see Paladin pull up the fallen Orrablad again.

Palladin raises his sword.

The old knights lowered their posture and gathered a sword full of soda.

Jaw.

Paladin moved.

The old commander ignored his men and drew down the sword sharply, staring straight at Paladin.

Palladin wields his sword.

The invincible sword, which did not break a single step, was cut off with the energy it had accumulated for decades.

Palladin strikes you. His hand, which is armed with combat gloves, reaches to your nose instead of the sword.

“No way!”

Apparently, he didn't give up his life, and the labour commander shook the dagger of waist dance with a loud shout.

And at that moment,

Tuck.

Unbelievably, Paladin's hand was cut off.

Even the old commander who swung the dagger was dumb.

“Argh!”

Palladin, whose arms were cut off in the fire, grabbed the cross section of his bloody wrist and retreated.

The old commander looks alternately at the dagger and paladin in my hand.

There was no drop of blood on the dagger.

Paladin's hands are full of blood.

He soon found out why.

It wasn't his dagger that cut Paladin's wrist.

There was a sack of sword on the floor where the blood was scattered. The blood of the sword was shed.

“You're in charge of the Citadel? ”

Then I heard someone's voice.

The old commander turns his head.

One of the men, who didn't know when he showed up, was walking through the gate and headed this way.

Nearby, the fierce black light was fine, and it looked as if it were a walk.

A helmet just under the nose, a common missing leather armor that can be seen anywhere, and a crude sword in your hand.

The old commander, who encountered the twinkling eyes in the helmet, nodded unwittingly.

“You came to the right place. ”

Under the helmet, white teeth are revealed.

A man walks and picks up a sword stuck to the floor. After he had shed blood once, each of them grabbed a sack of sword.

“Heard you were preparing to retreat. Can you break through the siege? ”

“I can't guarantee it, but there's nothing I can do. ”

“Then cancel the retreat. ”

The old commander frowns.

That or not, an unidentified man said something to me.

“The citadel will not fall today. ”

The voice was astonishingly convincing, but when I heard it, I thought it would really be so.

It was a vivid experience.

The labour commander forgot about the situation and was curious about the identity of the company.

“Who the hell are you...”

When I asked him that, he suddenly muted his voice.

And I pulled out the aurorables without a hitch and shouted,

“Here comes the Vale Mercenaries! ”

They were called the reinforcements they sent from Pluto.