Iron Blood Earl Riccianne

Damn it!

Even though I wasn't paying much attention to the battle itself because I was hiding other schemes, I felt depressed. It's because I feel like I'm playing with them.

And it wasn't just Rudia.

“Torn to shreds, you suck! ”

Rowan was the one screaming.

“Master, I'll go first! ”

“Go!”

With Crohan's permission, Rowan leaps forward. And since then, more than 2,000 Circus warriors have spoken.

“They sure are rich! ”

Riding on the blissful reindeer, Lycaen, who was looking ahead, mutters in a loud voice. Reportedly, there were 5,000, 2,000 of them on horseback. According to the troops, it is more than 2,000 mounted troops. Units of unmanageable size that can't be distracted.

Caith nods and adds an explanation.

“It's all Cheslonia. ”

Now the horses of the ruined Kingdom of Cheslonia were able to run freely over the small, but cold, sturdy, and immersed eyes.

Although it is rarely used as a horse anywhere else due to its small size, it was doing its part well in the cold northern region. Moreover, it was popular enough to call among merchants because of its strong stamina.

It was pretty ridiculous to have 2,000 of those words.

Lycaen grins and grabs the reindeer's neck.

“But we have these guys. ”

What Lycaen thought of this snowfield as a battlefield was from the moment he abandoned his territory and thought about his potential. During the year, the Carron Merchant Guild prepared these reindeer with all their might.

The Cheslan horses are great, but we cannot defeat the reindeer in this snow.

“Shall we go? ”

Lycaen's words are frightening, but a colder life rises above the icy snow.

Heave-ho!

The sound of the weapon banging lightly resonates.

There are more than 500 reindeer available. The soldiers aboard were all trained horsemen.

“Charge!”

Lycaen protrudes forward with a short, powerful shout. More than 500 reindeer cavalry aimed horizontally at the iron bars and followed.

Two or two!

Sound that feels pretty sturdy. It sounds like well-trained horses are knocking on solid ground. However, it was the sound of blissful reindeer rushing through the snowy snow.

The snowballs with hooves rise into the air, kicked into the reindeer's hoof, and the mountains crumble and create a low blizzard. And the spot where the reindeer cavalry had passed reveals the ugly molten bones of the snow that had been slashed in its rough hoof.

“Hehe!”

A puffy breath emanates from the crack in the helmet that completely envelops the face of General Built of the Cavalry.

The freezing cold seeps through the cracks in his armor, but he doesn't feel the cold at all. No, the sharp tension that pierces the nerves of the whole body while running through rough battlefields even adds a little heat.

In the distance, a cloudy blizzard caught my eye. And the mighty chariots that are out in front of the blizzard, over 2,000 mountaintops.

“Caeduk!”

A eerie sound echoes through the helmet as your breath spurts out. Sharp tension that was also adding heat to the body was heightened.

The clear snow where the blizzards ran towards each other with their long tails.

The point at which the pattern engraved on the armor of the running cavalry catches the eye at the head of the running enemy.

“Suck!”

The build stops breathing for a short time. It's about 10 seconds long now. Afterwards, even Abigail's Hell had to be dipped in her feet.

“Everyone!”

A loud, vigorous shout raises a long tail and rises through the tumultuous hooves.

“Charge!”

At the last shout, the cavalry leads the enemy into eye.

Kwaaah!

And finally the battle over the snow began.

Hee-young!

The first thing I screamed was not a man, but a horse. And it wasn't a man who set up that criminal record. The reindeer on the lead build. The reindeer slammed into the horse's face with a hard horn.

Horses are frightened animals. A commonly seen horse on the battlefield, it happened because it thought it was safe. He never did what he thought was dangerous.

In contrast, the properties of the Blizen reindeer were not less than a ferocious carnivorous carnivore. In particular, the reindeer led by Lycaen were all males.

Sometimes even a fierce bear was fierce enough to be thrown down with a horn or kicked in the hoof. An adult ceremony for the Blissen warriors didn't tame the reindeer for nothing.

It was natural for the horse encountered the reindeer to fall down with a long face covered in blood, swinging it all around.

The reindeer was next to the human.

As the horse at the forefront collapses to the side and the ferocious reindeer's hoof falls off, Build empowers both hands with a spear facing forward.

Gaga Gaga!

A sharpened lance scratches the armor of the enemy and burrows through the gap in the armor. At the same time, Built felt the bars in his hands become heavier. At the moment of the spear stabbing, the enemy fell from the saddle and its weight was evenly placed in the spear.

Choo-wook!

Built quickly pulls out the cage, and another spear digs into Built's lap. It was another hostile.

“Ahhhh!”

Built strikes a joyful clash while simultaneously raising the bar.

Caaang!

I slapped my ear with a loud hiss. But the tension that was already taking over Bilt's entire body was controlling his senses to ignore all the external stimuli that were not a threat.

Several rolls of iron resound in a row. A flame rises from between the fiercely slammed windows.

Build breathes deeply into the Federation and stares at his enemies with predatory eyes. You've already punched several times, but the armor that surrounds the body of the enemy was still strong.

That's weird.

A dark suspicion passed through the eyes of Build's shining helmet.

He has been training to pass death in disguise as a merchant of the Merchants Guild for the past year. The iron bars were made through an incredible amount of grinding, and the iron bars were sharpened to the point of being dry.

The encounter of such refined strength and iron bars was a dreadful weapon. I was distracted and had nothing I couldn't cut down.

Nevertheless, the enemy's armor is scratched and not slashed. When I first stabbed the head of my enemy, I felt something cosmetic about the spear not being able to pierce the armor, but it didn't feel wrong.

What a trick! ’

He had already known that enemies were not commonly seen through education. He also knew he was using the bizarre technique of the Byronites. So it is not just the armor that is hard, but it is also possible to speculate that he did something tricky.

But there's nothing you can't handle.

“Die!”

Build's iron bars squeal, drawing a swift trajectory. Even the sound of the wind is not sharp enough. It felt quite different from the frenzy before, when it collapsed with the evil force and stirred the air.

The Horseman of Circus, who was facing Built, opened his eyes without my knowledge. The long, drawn trajectory looks strangely long, drawing a huge circle behind you. In other words, it felt like it took a little longer for the swinging spear to reach.

Then it was worth trying to reverse the gap. But it didn't work out the way I wanted. Is the opponent's hand too slow?

I asked myself that question for a moment, but neither did I. And instead of slowing each other down, they came to the conclusion that their senses were extremely sensitive.

The trail of enemy bars appears to be very blunt at first, and then tapering at the end, almost as thin as a grain. The trail is sharp enough to see even a slight wave.

And by the time it got that sharp, the trajectory had already hit its armor around its side.

I had to stop it, but I couldn't because my hands were slower than the slow-looking opponent's.

But I didn't worry. The armor you're wearing now is made stronger by the technique of the Kleman organization. This will also stop at the level of scratching the outside of the armor.

Squeeze!

Odd noises echo. There is a distinction between just scratching the outside. At the same time, one feeling stimulated the nerves.

It feels like it's burning and heavy enough to make breathing difficult.

“Grrrgh!”

A groan came out of my mouth. And I unknowingly dropped my head to find the source of the hot senses.

Armor is bleeding red blood. The strange sights make you feel strange, and you raise your head again, and the enemy you just faced turns to the other side.

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