Ihoujin, Dungeon ni Moguru

[01]

I woke up while being dragged with slurping.

It is this land that is hit and dragged twice at such short intervals. It doesn't suit me.

When I was feeling such pain, I came to the watchtower.

"Hey, hey, I found something weird."

"Nanoya"

He was thrown out in front of a huge man.

He is 190 cm tall, high for limbs, long limbs, and fat. Not fat but muscular and fat. The trunk around the wrist and ankle is thick. Still, it is as tight as possible.

Is the appearance of a fur cloak on the shoulder in black leather armor a light dress due to physical strength?

She has long red hair, brown eyes and sharp eyes, but she feels comfortable. A majestic figure appeared on his face.

If you have an ancient mythological hero, Hercules, this is what it looks like.

It looks even bigger because the giant is on a horse.

It is not a normal horse because it is a horse that carries such a man.

Large enough to be mistaken for a small elephant. Although it is black, which is a shrinking color, there is a huge body. She had the same long mane as her owner.

Hercules on a black horse carries a large sword. He carries a large spear in his right hand.

The sword in the sheath is wide and thick. For spears, the handle is a bit thick, with an extraordinary length of 8 meters. The ears are so thick that they seem to be a mace. Hold it lightly with one hand.

Neither is the size of the product that Heem uses.

"A spy?"

The voice is also thick.

"No, I'm a thief because I was fishing in an unoccupied house. But I was buried in the yard.

"Don't leave him for a while. The army is moving."

A low bitter voice resounds.

There was a man behind me like a shadow.

An old man with gray hair. A red cloak that has been damaged in dull gray armor. Thick long sword.

Even though he is an old man, he has a good physique and does not train himself. It must have been a long time in the struggle. He is also riding, with a spare large spear tied to his horse and body.

"I'll leave you and the man. I'm off!"

"Yes, your Majesty"

Hercules and the old man ran on horseback.

Koi, a beast woman poked me, and I went up to the watchtower. I saw men leaving the city and running on the withered plains.

Straight, in a 5000 army, with only two cows.

"Can I ask you one?"

"What?"

The beastman was hugging from behind. Isn't this a position to escape, rather than a heartfelt or favor? For some reason, I can smell the neck very much.

"Hmm ??? Do you smell something you know from you?"

"Hah, oh, can I hear that?"

"Osa"

"Are they called Yugaku? Is it a special attack to make the last flower bloom?"

"What are you going to do?"

"No, because."

2 to 5000. The terrain is likely to be spooned in Sparta. If you don't bring that giant from the front or a giant robot, it's useless level.

"Oh, do you think your Majesty will lose?"

"... Can't you lose?"

Look at me, hit my head. I was climbed and made a shoulder.

Watch as you said. Chase the Nikki with the glasses in maximum telephoto.

The enemy was in line.

Infantry with a bow soldier in the front row and a spear behind. A cavalry far away.

I thought that I would attack with two but it was different.

At the same time as the archer turns the arrow, Hercules takes the lead.

It's not fast. Horse speed was not.

The impatient commander signaled, and the bow soldiers fired arrows at once.

Countless arrows darken and approach the sky. Hercules proceeds without any hesitation. Swing the spear in both hands. The atmosphere ruptured, creating wind. Lightly blown away by arrows.

The soldiers were upset, but the archers dropped and infantry set their spears.

Trained soldier movement.

However, I saw a dimension that did not allow such things.

The infantry has a spear that is 10 meters long. That made Yaribusuma. Heracles' spears are inferior in length to infantry long spears, but they are thick and sturdy, and men with them are large and long.

A terrible sight.

Soldiers touching the spear turn into bloodsmoke. A soldier hit by an impact involves another soldier like a pinball.

Twenty infantry were scattered at the end of the great spear. 30 soldiers are involved in the return.

It rained blood.

Unfortunately, the one standing in front was even more miserable, being crushed by a huge horse's hooves. Screams spread like waves. Infantry is scattered without any hindrance.

The running cavalry is strong. A directional mass weapon.

A stopped cavalry is then inferior to infantry in some directions.

Hercules easily penetrated the infantry camp, passing through the right of the camp, drawing a small arc, and attacking from the flank of the cavalry, the left without any gain. The archer shoots an arrow, but is entwined by a fluttering cloak and flipped.

The movement of the team is much slower than his movement.

No wonder. By all means, this squad is for the army, not for the unusual individual.

The cavalry is knocked down by dominoes and wiped out.

It is a shout.

Just passing each other creates hell. The cavalry is blown off by a spear strike, and the horse, which has lost its owner, rampages in a panic and kicks infantry from behind.

They are like soldiers. Loyal to command and good at coordination. But it lacks applicability and creativity. No individual personality is required for military action. What is not taught and what is not ordered is unnecessary. Therefore, it is the soldier's job to be unable to cope with the accident and die at all.

But are they less experienced? It is an amateur's panic.

An old soldier who catches up spurs confusion.

The military had a commander with a red feather helmet. There was a general commanding infantry on horseback. Some lightly dressed messengers.

The old soldiers killed them carefully by throwing a spear.

The piercing large spears line up like a tombstone. The troops who lost their heads

"Is it decided?"

It is a gathering of helpless humans who run away from disasters. The high numbers also add to the confusion. The more people there, the greater the fear.

People rushed together in a dense formation trying to escape, and were crushed by those below.

Hercules discards the spoiled spear, pulls out the spear stuck on the battlefield, and kills and turns around from nearby enemies. Is Lufu really like this?

The rest is slaughter that is not much different from mowing.

150 kills and goes around.

A thick voice shouts for something while becoming bloody. There is no sound collection function in the glasses so I can't hear it. But even the fleeing soldiers shout loudly.

"What is he talking about?"

"The end of the war"

Well-dressed men come out from the back camp.

Everyone was armed on horseback.

"Oh, if the army is called up and called out, you have to come up. If you refuse, you will be fooled by soldiers and other kings for a lifetime. Ending "

"So that's it"

Someone is sharing names.

And a single fight with the oldest man.

I thought it would be easy, but it wasn't. Sango collides with a spear, and Hercules naturally wins. The spear hit his neck.

However, he was injured. A slight cut on the cheek.

ah I see.

Did you have the opponent's face? This person is not just strong.

Talk with the remaining young man. Probably a word to praise. Is his son holding his neck? His pride, not anger or hatred, came to his face.

I can't help it.

The only man whose father had hand-injured the man who nearly shoved 5,000 troops in one step. It's a small but great pride. Despite losing, the military and the people have some attention.

An old soldier has recovered a safe spear.

The horse turned heels and came back here. Indeed, we have won 2 to 5000 matches.

It's a shit.

But now, it is the scene that happened in front of me. Such a tremor invades the body, as if witnessing the battle of God.

Looking back, I think I was fascinated at this time.