I Shall Survive Using Potions!

That afternoon, the Imperial Army suddenly went on offense.

"It works great. Hey, what's the name of your brother, Roland? Are you trying to knock him down and give him a name, or do you want to capture him and take him hostage... Besides, if Lord Roland tells you directly, the story of the defeat of the army through the Holy Nation will be even more credible..."

To the words of Caorle, who says so, Roland has a complex expression.

Now Caorle and Roland and the others stood riding somewhere slightly higher near the front line. Of course, to stand out, is.

Heavy fighting had already been fought on the front line, in terms of contact between the two armies.

If Caorle had wielded all his power, he could have significantly reduced the number of casualties on his side. But what do you say will happen that way?

The goddess helped one side to win unilaterally.

There will be no soldier's pride or anything there, and neither the winner nor the loser will be convinced.

What does that mean for soldiers and their families who would die in battle?

Of course, Caorle came here with the intention of wielding that power. But that's not to unilaterally annihilate one with a strong offensive power. It was to end the battle with less damage from both. Now we are waiting for a chance to intervene.

"Dear Roland, try to move around a bit or make suspicious moves."

"... and what's the point?

Roland answers Caorle's request unwillingly.

"No, when the bait makes a suspicious move, you run away, or you do something, and the enemy soldiers start to care about this one and turn a blind eye sometimes, right? That's a slight gap, and this soldier fighting in his favor."

"... ok"

If it's for the soldiers, Roland starts wandering and waving. He was a good superior officer.

Some time later, enemy forces began to show a movement that was clearly out of tune with the overall war situation. Obviously they have not attacked other places with high priority and have turned their forces to smaller, higher places where Caorle and the Rolands stand.

Numerous infantrymen leading several horsemen and followed. There shouldn't have been any horses over the mountain, but it seems to have been locally procured somewhere.

"You caught it. Now, if you pull any more, please pull the ambush toward the person who placed it. I'll show you a beautiful place."

Slightly higher, this is a place that will not affect the war situation at all and will be ignored. If only there was no food that looked delicious.

There is no way that the enemy would bother to send out soldiers to a place where there is only one girl who seems harmless, which is warlike and pointless.

"... I know"

Roland said as he stared at the impending enemy's movements.

After a while, enemy troops approached the Rolands as they pushed the Royal Army forcefully. They give a lot of importance to securing Roland, and the elite alignment inside.

The battlefield is out of balance because I was forced to wave my strength here, and elsewhere, the Royal Army is starting to gain a little advantage. It was as planned. All you have to do is protrude and successfully guide the enemy troops heading this way, pull them into the siege and destroy them, and sharpen the momentum of the enemy.

"Is it time? Please go and show your enemies enough."

"I know."

Roland, conspicuously, raises his right hand loudly and gives instructions to move out loud.

"Back off! Everyone, go on!!

Then he descends from a place that is getting smaller and moves slowly in the direction where there is no royal soldier who is his friend. Make it easy for enemy soldiers to chase after you.

"Now, do you want to go with literal sights of heights for a while later"

The battle in this world spans a long time. The battle has only just begun, and Caorle will still be ahead of him. Sometimes that's a few days away.

I don't feel very good about watching people fight and die, but it's war. The only one who dreams of solving without dying, etc., is one with a flower garden in his head.

I spoke to Caorle, who was in relaxed bystander mode, in a tone that Ed seemed unable to say.

"... Hey, lady."

"What?"

'I don't know if it's your fault... but enemies, aren't you headed straight this way without going to bait and do it?

"Eh......"

All Imperial Army generals were given certain instructions.

[The first priority securing goal, the girl who is loved by the goddess and seems to be involved in the manufacture of the healing potion. Second priority securing goal, royalty. Third priority securing objectives, ministers and senior nobles.

If the opportunity has been given to secure the first priority objective, other priority objectives may be ignored. Mass loss of soldiers is also tolerated]

And he was communicating the girl's characteristics to all generals.

[Ages 10-12, brunette, dark eyes, poor eyesight for a cute face]

And a young girl who is with Brother Wang that she has come with a large number of potions and is near the front line of the battlefield, regardless of the rear, with the appearance of the told.

The goal of securing an Imperial Army elite unit that underscored and forcefully highlighted the impossibility was Caorle, not Royal Brother Roland.

And what to think, Brother Wang and the escorts who leave behind one of the most important figures, the girl. It was a great opportunity not to be missed.

"Oh, I've been turned into a cavalry......"

A cavalry with full speed circled to the rear so that he could not escape to the caorle on the horse. No matter how many horses you are unfamiliar with riding in local procurement, that's how easy it is if you're a cavalry, and you didn't give a hasty, werewolf amateur caorle room to escape.

A few cavalry soldiers who surround themselves semi-circularly from the rear and shrink the circle of siege more and more. A flock of infantry approaching from the front.

"Shit, shit, shit, shit! Ed, do you think we can get out of here?

'Irrational, my lady!

I wasn't planning on it at all, but is it an explosion here?

No, just kicking it in with an explosion doesn't mean a lot. Just mass produce the dead. Even if you kill a few people with poison, in this number......

What are we gonna do?

An explosion to the point of cutting through the exit route? But if you try to escape, can you shoot an arrow? If the arrow stabs you, you could die?

If you get caught, you won't be killed. Any chance of escape would be as much later......

Before Caorle could sum up his thoughts, the infantry finally reached Caorle and began to surround Caorle in order to capture him unharmed. No sword or spear can be pointed at, nor can it be forcefully broken through.

In time, a few soldiers close by with their swords in place to get the caorle off the horse.

When a good hand was not floating and the caorle was confused, a cavalry approaching from the rear made a sudden change of direction.

"Ah, Francette......"

What appeared in Caorle's eyes were Fransette, who noticed abnormally and turned back with all her might, and Roland, who followed desperately, and four close guards.

Literally, a touch of armor sleeves.

Francet called the god, the brave and famous Roland, and the elite among the elite, the Kingsguard. Very, he was no match for an impromptu cavalry riding a locally sourced horse.

The Francets, who cleaned up the enemy cavalry, surrounded the caorle by breaking through a corner of the soldiers besieging it. And get off the horse immediately.

Everyone can ride horses and fight on rides to get around. But his position was infantry combat moving around on his own feet.

The battle on horseback is usually certainly not advantageous, but for a soldier who is too good, it becomes difficult for a horse to fight this anymore about his movements. In addition, riding battles surrounded by many infantry soldiers cannot prevent attacks from the unarmed side, the rear, attacks on horses, and so on, making it difficult to simultaneously defeat a large number of enemies. Not to mention, when it came to defending the subject to be escorted into battle, there was no other option but to lower the horse.

"Sorry, something's wrong with the calculations..."

It was a soggy caorle, but the six people who had struggled to follow it for an escort were laughing at whether it was finally time.

And it begins, a spectacular battle.

Roland and the four close guards wield a short sword.

When I say short sword, it doesn't mean it's shorter than a normal sword. Longsword what a cavalry uses, only short sword what an infantry uses, is a very ordinary, soldier-used sword. The fact that they are using this sword also shows that they are not cavalry in office.

Short sword, originally a one-handed sword, but now that you haven't got the shield, wave with both hands. Even without a shield, it is only necessary to prevent it with a sword.

Knock it off, bounce it back, pierce it, cut it fly.

Unlike the Japanese knife, it is not a sword for cutting all the time. Crush with force, slap it off. Still, I can cut it off if it's about my arm. Sounding screams, bitter screams.

On the other hand, it was the bastard sword that Francette would wield. It is a dual-use sword that can be handled with one or both hands, but longer than a short sword, and rather heavier. At least, it's not the kind of sword you can use on a girl who looks like a mid teenager. If it is normal.

And of course, the francette is not normal, so I was fully using it. Although the equipment method is carried on the back because it draws to the ground when it is placed on the hips.

Because of the power of Fransette, he wanted to use a heavier and more gigantic sword, but he refused to do so because he was too lightweight and because it was impossible to carry a sword in the size of his body.

The bastard sword swings gently as if it were an ephemeral or fluelet, knocking down enemy soldiers. As a delight.

And built one after the other, a pile of corpses and seriously wounded.

"Ki, the god Fran..."

A trembling voice spreads in fear among enemy soldiers.

And soon, from the rear, the ambushes who noticed the failure of the operation hurried to rescue Roland, and on the front-line side, kingdom soldiers were attacked from left to right to destroy enemy soldiers who broke through and penetrated the defensive line. The surroundings of the Caorles are in a state of chaos and turmoil, and chaos persists. Only in it was the common perception of the enemy allies that 'never hurt a girl'.

For the rest of the turmoil, Caorle can't even help. Whether it was' something like nitroglycerin 'or some other drug, it was likely to bring down allies, even if so many soldiers were moving around in chaos and hard.

I have the means to use "storage," but when I use it, I'm already done setting up "I'm just friends with the goddess, I'm just a human being". No, the same thing at the time you used the explosion...

As the number of soldiers falling and lying around reached three digits, it happened when Caorle found himself safe for once, apparently even in the midst of a riot.

During the turmoil, one of the arrows released without regard for the danger of hitting an ally hit his right shoulder, and Roland inadvertently stopped his sword-wielding arm.

Enemy soldiers who don't miss that gap and stick out their swords.

Kickin '!

The sound of metal bumping into each other sounds.

And there's Fransette, who broke down his posture because he struck down the enemy soldier's sword in an impossible position, and a bastard sword with a broken body, held in his hand.

The bastard sword, which continued to be wielded by the power of too powerful a francette, was already near its limit, but it became an uncore slaughter because it was wielded forcefully in an impossible position, and it was finally broken.

and was penetrated into its right chest without missing that perfect opportunity, one

Gun.

Blood erupting from a chest wound pulled out of the spear.

"Fran!!

Roland hugs the francette that is about to fall.

"Yay! I defeated the god Fran!

An Imperial soldier who gives a happy voice.

And the next moment, the man's head burst and blew up.