I Became the First Prince

I saw the infantrymen in the line of arms.

The cylindrical weapon that was hung on the edge of the shield with a hook was a weapon I had seen before.

There were elites who represented the great races of ancient times, Orcs, Giants, Nymphs and Dwarves who ruled the world.

The Dark Green Clan has an angry flame squad.

For giants, thunderstorms and thunderstorms,

For the fairies, the "Dance of Death and the Legion of Songs."

And the dwarves had "boiling iron squadrons."

The cylinders the Royal Infantry held in their hands were clear, among other things, the hakenbuchse used by elite artillery of the ‘boiling iron corps’ of the Dwarves.

If there was a difference, the Iron Cannon used by dwarf artillery was much more powerful, and its support was a huge square shield, not a large battle axe.

It was incomprehensible to me.

The Dwarves treated the Iron Cannon more preciously than the Iron Cannon. It was not an object to be transferred in such a large quantity to another race.

But whether I understood it or not, it was true what the royal soldiers were holding.

Even though the shape was too stubborn to be touched by dwarves, nor could the power be compared to the original.

Bang!

The heavy artillery of armored gunmen blew fire again while I was silent.

Monsters beyond the shield have collapsed, Warr.

Chuck.

After a while, half of the heavy-armored gunmen retreated. The rest of the Musketeers lie down horizontally holding the shield, filling the void in the line of fire.

Choke.

The gunmen retreated and defeated the handgun.

The move to take something out and reintroduce it was surprisingly quick.

Then the heavily armed gunmen returned to the line after doing so.

Bang bang!

The heavy armored artillery of the returning Musketeers has just thrown fire again.

Half of the gunmen retreated as the monsters danced.

It took only a few tens of seconds for them to break the handgun, remove something, and put it back on the line.

Those who had left the room returned and fired their artillery shells in unison.

Such sightings were repeated many times.

Heavy Armored Musketeers couldn't stop the monsters perfectly, so they were overwhelmed.

There was also a crisis.

Large monsters get a handgun and run ignorantly.

At that time, the court knights went out.

Heavy Armored Musketeers open the Wall, Court Knights defeat large monsters, and return. Heavy Armored Musketeers close the wall again.

That series of processes was so natural.

In the meantime, people of Winter Castle who were skeptical about how powerful the royal reinforcements would be.

But not everyone was just admiring it.

“How long will you keep your hands where you can see them! ”

Vincent shouts out loud.

At that moment, the knights of the Winter Castle who were retreating and controlling the energy stepped forward in unison.

Chuck! Chuck!

Heavy Armored Musketeers open the barrier as if they were blinded behind their backs.

Urr.

Knights of the Winter Castle have escaped the barrier.

Then I started jumping like crazy.

As the energy was depleted, the darkness that became blurred was shining again. It seemed to restore the energy that had been exhausted in that short moment.

The brave Orcs swept away without defeating the Knights' Sword. Violent monsters join forces with knights and bleed everywhere.

Soldiers of the Winter Castle shout. The heavy armored gunmen lower their shields and spit out a sharp iron sound.

Ooooooooooooooooo.

The sword resounded everywhere.

Booooooooo! Boooooooooo!

That's when the trumpet sounded.

“Enemies are here! ”

The wall behind that wall is scary to finish.

Chuck, Chuck, Chuck.

With a heavy footsteps, he reveals his troops for now.

They were shabby shadows and dwarves who pressed the cloak to the end of their heads.

A dwarf standing at the forefront wets the head of the cape.

“Long time no see! Prince! ”

“Mystery Surka! ”

He was Mystery Surka, who had visited the Winter Castle along the Prima Mystery Turca.

“You're here for an arm! ”

I smiled brightly and welcomed them into the unexpected dwarf war.

“Just in time! If it was just a little late, we'd be running out of dwarves! ”

Surka laughed at me.

“Thank God for that! Dwarves love live orcs more than dead orcs! ”

Surka leads the dwarves up to the wall.

“Give me your shield! ”

The dwarves take out the axe and shout straight away.

Chuck! Chuck!

The Musketeers raise their shields high on the ice.

Blame it. Blame it.

Two hundred dwarves rolled the floor in unison. A lonely body passes through the space opened by heavily armored gunmen.

Evil!

So the dwarves who passed the line shook their axes.

Huhhhhhh!

Kaaaaak!

Monsters with severed legs fell screaming.

Dwarves will rise and smash the heads of fallen monsters.

It was the beginning from then on.

Two hundred dwarves start cutting monsters like crazy.

Cut, split, cut again.

There was no defense. The crude blade of the Orcs didn't even sneeze into their armor and helmet.

Cans!

The strong Orcs' strikes bounce off.

“You son of a bitch! ”

“Fuck off! You stinking bastards! ”

Angry Dwarves went straight to revenge.

Khhhhhh!

There were screams of monsters everywhere.

“Winter Castle!”

That's when Vincent roared.

“All but the least troops to defend the Wall will be turned into aggression! ”

The glottis opened with a loud voice.

Black armored armored armored armored armor soldiers rush out of the gates in unison.

At the forefront of it is the Knight of Advancement,

There is no one on horseback who would be struck by a magic trick close to God, the descendant of the bloody Gallahard, who was flattened out.

There was a gallow-hard.

Aggravation!

The wind swirls as Gallahan passes through the gates.

It was a poem of the Gallahard family [poem of the storm].

Gallahan, who became an integral puppet, opens a window. Cut through the dense monsters like the wind without a single step.

“Don't lag behind the newcomers! ”

The lone cavalry commander shouts aloud and supports him.

Arwen and Eli were with him, who had no idea when they were going down the wall.

The dwarves, who saw them running through the dark green waves, rolled over the corpses of monsters stacked high in front of the walls.

“Ouch!”

“Hmph!”

The dwarves wrapped around their bodies in iron were like big iron balls. Everywhere they pass, monsters scream and fall under the heap of corpses.

The Knights of Winter Castle followed, cutting down monsters that dwarves couldn't handle.

“We can't lose either! Brothers of the North! Come with me! ”

Knights and soldiers sent by northern nobles twist swords and spears and rush out of the gates above the walls.

In the winter months, the dark green waves burst and split.

The monsters begin to retreat as they dance.

The Winter Castle army inserts knives and spears into the backseat of the spinning monsters.

“Chase!”

Excited knights were getting away from the castle.

“Come back!”

I shouted at them with the whole Mana.

Right then.

Dongdong.

On the other side, I heard a drumming sound.

The Orcs' elite battalion reveals itself through the fleeing monsters.

At the forefront, there was a huge orc with the ‘Furious Flame Legion’ armed.

“I'll smash it like this! ”

“Don't back off! ”

The knights who saw the elite troops appear suddenly, shouting aloud.

Gwwwwwww!

Orc Guards and Orc Warriors rush toward those knights.

“Kill him!”

“I'll give you the end! ”

The knights put up their swordsmanship.

Gwwwwwww!

Khhhhhh!

The Orcs speculate red with spears and axes.

And bang.

Hundreds of glorious glare and thousands of red speculation collided.

“Turn it off!”

Dozens of knights became blood loaves and flew into the air.

Ouch!

Hundreds of orcs bounce off with their limbs separated.

“Don't back off! ”

“I'll be at the forefront! ”

Arwen and Eli scatter their swords all around and crush the Orc Warlords.

Winter Castle Knights and Winter Castle Soldiers trample on the Orcs.

“Vincent!”

I looked back at Vincent's place and shouted.

“The troops have gone too far! It's time to back off! ”

But the Lord's seat was empty.

“The Lord is there with the Winter Knights! ”

One of the rangers stretched his fingers.

Following his fingertips, I saw knights of the Winter Knights who were cutting the battalion with the Knights from afar.

And at the forefront was Vincent, pulling out his sword and turning over the orcs like crazy.

I frowned.

Vincent's judgment was not bad.

The role of the Royal Heavy Armored Musketeers and the join of Dwarves.

The power of the enemy is broken, and the power of the allies soars to the ends of the sky.

It was perfectly reasonable to maximize the damage caused by the monsters.

It was also already promised to run out of the castle at any time when the opportunity came.

It must have been an ally who was actually overwhelming the battle.

The dwarves who fell into the midst of the Orcs like the bullets of iron canons made the Orcs' ranks a mess with the same robustness as the citadel. The knights who beat Arwen and Eli are beating the Orcs like crazy outside.

The elite battalion was in the midst of a rapid collapse, not even the value of my name.

Everything was smooth.

This way, we could defeat the enemy and scatter the monsters before we go today.

But I felt uncomfortable.

"Ah...!"

I was able to understand the reason behind it.

“God damn it! ”

I spit out the swearing and hit the floor.

“Everybody come back! ”

With his mouth, he shouted retreat with his whole Mana.

But it's too late.

"Evil!"

“Argh!"

Screams erupted throughout the ranks of the Northern Allied forces that ran through the gates.

Orcs gush from the ground.

And the orcs that rise up like crazy on the inside of the ranks begin to jump.

Soldiers died everywhere.

The dwarves and knights in the line don't know what's going on behind them, but they're cutting down the orcs.

“Come back!”

Once again, I shouted with Mana.

But dwarves and knights still had no intention of dealing with enemies before their eyes.

I shouted Mana to reach the mountains, and they were acting like they couldn't hear me.

Maybe it was too late to come back now. He would have thought it would be better to scatter the enemy completely and return as he retreated and retreated.

“Even if we try to return, the Northern Alliance is blocking us from leaving! ”

“Stupid!”

The rangers gather their mouths and shout.

Knights and soldiers of the northern coalition, who were drunk and excited by the Winter Castle militia, were suddenly confused by the oaks that appeared under the snow.

In order for the Knights of Winter Castle to return, they had to pass through the ranks of the Northern Allied forces that had fallen into chaos. It was never easy.

“It's better to smash the enemy's backbone and come back and collect the Northern Alliance! ”

It was what the Rangers said.

That was a much better way. And the knights and dwarves who were uplifted had the power to put the plan into action.

As long as the overload did not suddenly appear, there was nothing to stop them.

But it wasn't just the allies who were after the opportunity.

In the middle of a battlefield full of Orc Warriors' speculation,

Vincent and the Knights of the Winter Knights are just stepping under that snowfield.

Something gigantic was hiding.

It's a clandestine but extremely intimidating sandbox.

The energy of overload I was looking for.

“Damn it!”

Judgment was later.

I blew myself up.

Pull out the sword in your hand.

Shut up and slash the oaks in front of your eyes.

I ran and ran again.

Soldiers of the Old Knights, Court Knights, and Heavy Armored Musketeers followed me to collect the confusing forces of the North.

I continued to run forward as they heard me scream relentlessly to collect troops.

“Vincent!”

Finally, when I barely caught up with Vincent's back, they were passing over the place where the secret energy was hidden.

“You're late!”

Vincent smiles as he looks back at me to see if he can hear me.

“Hap!”

I flooded the floor with swearing into that blatant reaction.

Bang!

The floor burst and my body rose high.

I narrowed the distance at once, jumping over the knights who stood in the way.

Vincent opens his eyes and looks up at me when he sees me fall from the sky.

Glug.

A pile of snow roared beneath it.

(chuckles)

The dark green hand that came up through the snow pile was reaching towards Vincent.

Vincent, who judges the situation late, strikes with a sword. But the glorious black light is so easily scattered in front of blooming speculation.

What happened before I got to the ground, before I pulled down the energy of Mitchell's poem.

I opened my eyes in the slow flowing time.

Sasak.

Just then, a golden glimmer appeared among the knights.

Adelia. My dear lady pushed Vincent away and scattered her sword.

A golden clerk and a red speculator collided.

And the Charm Dragon strikes over it.