Kuro no Senki (LN)

Now, how to be inspired, Roy thought looking at the mercenaries pushing silence.

Honestly, Roy didn't think the rebels would use magic items here.

That should be the same for Archena, as should the Director of the Bowties Treasury.

Magic items for attacks are relatively expensive.

At least not a substitute to use to kill strays.

No, that's probably why I used it.

By using magic items, the mercenaries understood that the rebels were coming to kill with all their might.

A corner of my head, or made me realistic about the possibility of death I had no idea about.

While I wonder what to do now while I come to the battlefield, I also think I have no choice.

Assumptions and realities are separate.

Few people imagine that even if they think they might die, they might spill their intestines.

I don't know how far they intended it, but the rebels succeeded in scaring and making the mercenaries aware.

Unsurprisingly, it was the Director of the Bowties Finance Bureau who took the earliest action.

"Gentlemen, don't be cowardly!

Bowties Treasurer stood before the mercenaries and raised his voice.

"Why do you think the rebels used magic items? That's none other than because the rebels are afraid of you! Look at the rebels! Hide in the hole and look pitiful to see what's going on! That's what I'm afraid of you guys!

Bowties Treasurer said to flow.

There is no evidence that the rebels are afraid of this one, but there is also no evidence that they are not afraid.

Was I wrong because I set up that operation after considering my difference in power?

"Let's say it again! The rebels are so afraid that they have to use magic items on you!

"Oh, well, you're scared of us."

"Oh, right. Usually we don't use magic items the way we do."

"Wouldn't you be surprised?

"Oh, we can do this."

"That's right. We can do this."

The mercenaries' anxiety seems to have eased only a little on Baron Bowties' throat.

"But can you really do it? Even the arrows fly, don't they?

"You don't deserve to be afraid of arrows or anything! Look at that!

……

Baron Bowties points to the rebel field position, but the mercenaries were silent.

I guess I didn't know what you were trying to say.

"You just have to watch out for the enemy on the front!

"Well, then!

"Oh, you're seeing a win!

"You just have to be careful before!

The mercenaries finally seem to understand when the Bowties Treasurer says it like it was frustrating.

You just have to watch out for the enemy in the front.

Certainly not a mistake.

Rebel positions are not attacked by all soldiers because they are rippled because they are like a blade of mushrooms.

But if you go in the back, you'll be attacked from left to right.

It's like being semi-surrounded.

There will be enormous sacrifices if we try to break through with all our strength.

Does the Bowties Treasurer understand and say, or does he not?

Perhaps the latter - nevertheless, the mercenaries are well informed.

So much so that I just think someone is instigating it.

"If you understand, disable the obstacle."

"All right, I'm coming next!

"I'm coming too!

"Me too!

The mercenaries name one name after another, and about a hundred come forward.

"Assault!

The mercenaries slowly walked out when the Bowties Treasurer ordered.

The mercenaries are floaters - equal to or less than the average person's health.

I will do my best far in front of reaching the rebel field position.

He walks early as far as halfway, picking up the blanket that was near the overturned luggage car.

An enemy archer unleashed an arrow as he tried to pass the obstacle in front of him.

After all, there never seemed to be anything that could only be attacked to the obstacle of interest.

Luckily, I should say, the arrow pierced the ground.

Because the mercenary released an arrow at the right time to run out or not.

But luck still doesn't last long.

"Gah!"

"Ggah!"

"Hih-no!

Arrows pour like rain, and the mercenaries fall one after the other.

The mercenaries ran desperately through the rain of arrows - suddenly, a blast broke out.

Rebels also used magic items.

The mercenaries dance high or are blown away.

I don't see it very well because of the earthly smoke, but probably all hundreds of people would have died.

"Fuck, not again! No, that's all the explosion. Even if the obstacle is damaged - ugh!

The earthquake cleared, and Bowties Treasurer took his breath away.

The obstacle was intact - at least because it didn't look damaged.

"Next! Next, no, wait!

The mercenaries are afraid to notice again, but the Bowties Treasurer covered his mouth with his hands as he thought.

"Shield! Let him have his shield!

Bowties Treasurer shouted, but no one to move.

In the first place, the Bowties Treasurer is a man who is not in the military chain of command.

At the very least, I wish you'd brought me a soldier who's been gracious -.

"... hey"

"Ha!

As Roy glanced, the deputy stretched his spine.

"To mercenaries..."

"Don't imitate on your own"

Archena, who was coming at some point, blocked Roy's words.

"Bowties, the Treasurer says you want a shield."

"You can't give weapons to mercenaries"

"Shields are protective gear."

"It doesn't matter if it's weapons or protective equipment. He says mercenaries cannot be supplied with our equipment."

"... I see"

Roy glanced lightly at his shoulder.

I guess Archena is afraid that the mercenary who gave her the equipment will go wild.

No, should military director Ralph Libra say?

"Then how about a barrel lid?

"The barrel lid?

Archena frowned in surprise.

"The barrel lid isn't equipped, and it doesn't mean you ignored the instructions of the Secretary of Military Affairs, does it?

"Ugh, um, yeah, yeah."

"And why don't you give Bowties Treasury Director a deputy? You won't be able to take care of yourself."

"Oh, let's do that"

Surprisingly, Archena agreed.

Perhaps he had been instructed by Military Secretary Ralph Libra.

Finally, I know how to move Archena.

I'm usually a little more accommodating, but he stinks.

"Attach my men to the support of the Bowties Treasurer, but you have no complaints?

Oh, I'm not complaining.

I wanted to ask the general soldier who entrusted me with the construction of the position, but he seems to be in a position like a compiler.

You can't let a boulder amulet the director of Bowties Treasury.

"I hope this works out for you."

Roy sighed small.

Two or three more times, Roy looked up at the sun.

The sun is leaning heavily, but we can afford it until sunset.

If you think about the mess you've had, you'll be done with one or two attacks.

"All right, put it in position!

When Treasurer Bowties gave the order from the horse, mercenaries armed with barrel lids lined up in the front row.

The idea is that there are more than two hundred people - double the number if not a hundred.

"Assault!

Following orders, the mercenaries walk out slowly.

He picked up a blanket at the side of the van and ran out at the obstacle in front of him, walking early where the distance was cut in half.

"Grr!

"Higi, no!

Screams rise intermittently. Shortly after he hid himself in the lid of the barrel, he was pierced by the arrows unleashed by the enemy archers.

"Don't run! It's a lid! Protect yourself with a lid!

"Oh well!

One shouted, and the mercenaries knelt on the spot, pointing the barrel lid at the enemy position.

The mercenary with the barrel lid pointing directly upwards was shot through, but this has no choice.

"No, no, no, no! Oh, my God!

"If I survive, I will work seriously! So, please, help me. No, no, no!

"Damn it, dude, how could you do this!

"I hit a bee because I tried to make money from killing people!

"Come on! Come on!

As most mercenaries cry, young men - of irresistible age even when they are reputed boys - inspire their companions with a tall voice.

You're a pretty gutsy sitting kid, Roy laughed.

In the unlikely event you come back safely, you can subordinate him.

It was a thought, but it didn't seem like a bad idea.

"Come on! Come on! Come on, man!

A young man raises his voice.

Maybe he's inspiring himself by inspiring his people.

"If the arrow breaks..."

The sound of a pakan sounds and the voice of a young man interrupts.

An arrow unleashed by an enemy archer broke the lid of the barrel and pierced the temple of the young man.

A young man slowly falls forward...

"No, no, no, no!

"You can't prevent it with this stuff!

"Run, whoa, whoa!

"Oh, my God!

The mercenaries threw down the barrel lid and fled.

"Stupid bastard!

Roy threw up small.

What do you mean, throw down the barrel lid and escape when the enemy archers are releasing an arrow?

"Yikes!

"Grr!

"Mother ~ Huh!

Short screams sound overlapping, and the mercenaries fall flabby.

Less than a minute later, more than 200 mercenaries were wiped out.

"Next! Three hundred next, no, four hundred. Go!

Bowties Treasurer Summons Hysterics, But Mercenaries Don't Try To Move.

On the contrary, it begins to retreat tightly.

Bad, Roy took the spear.

If one of us escapes, the folks that follow will continue.

It's not hard to crack down on, but it's hard to say if we can seize them all.

That's when Archena slammed the ground with a spear stone poke.

It wasn't that loud, but the mercenaries saw Archena.

"... escape in front of the enemy is a capital offence"

"And capital offense?

"Oh, my God, as much as I ran away"

"We're not soldiers."

When Archena told him sternly, the mercenaries bothered.

"During this operation, you will be treated as imperial soldiers. Running away before the enemy is a crime of death, and those who shelter you are guilty of the same crime."

"Duh, what do you mean?

"Idiot, when I get home, it means I'll kill my family, too."

"Why, such a terrible thing"

"Is there no human blood in the nobles?"

Archena raised her spear high and slammed the stone poke to the ground.

Then the mercenaries shut up.

"One stomach ache, such as a person trying to kill a person and make money blaming others"

……

I thought I would complain about one or two of them because I put them on the shelf as much as I wanted, but no one disagrees with Archena's words.

Maybe he thinks he'll be killed just because he disagrees.

You managed to fit in, and Roy stroked his inner chest down.

I don't feel safe.

This time I just pushed in my dissatisfaction.

Dissatisfaction erupts every time - no, I won't be able to contain it anymore next time.

"Move on! Move on!

When the Bowties Treasurer raised his voice, the mercenaries walked out bluntly.

"If we don't defeat the rebels, you have no future!

"... bastard"

"Oh, my God, look at me like this"

"If this is the case, I shouldn't have thought about making money"

"It was better to be begging"

Head to the rebel field position with bumps and complaints.

Mercenaries don't run out past the most obstacle in front of them.

"What's wrong? Run, run!

Bowties Treasurer summons from the horse.

As it is, it ends with an arrow shooting through it.

Despite this, the mercenaries walk as slowly as turtles.

I guess I feel like a throwaway bowl.

Passing the most obstacle ahead, the arrows poured down.

The mercenaries fell out of sight...

"No, no, no, no!

A mercenary with an arrow pierced his shoulder screams and the whole movement stops.

"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!

The mercenary put a butt cake on the spot and shouted that it hurt.

It is the toddler's, but in the meantime the arrows pour relentlessly.

It's natural, to take it for granted.

The enemy is the enemy, not the mother.

There is no reason to loosen the hand of the attack just because you slammed your hands and feet.

Unfortunately, the mercenary lived although he was pierced through his arms and legs with arrows.

"Ouch! Ouch! Come on, kill him! Come on, kill him!

The screams echo on the battlefield, and the mercenaries split second-hand.

Even so, I didn't try to go help my wounded companion.

It was divided between those who ran toward the crippling obstacle and those who fled.

Feeling, the former looks more like it.

I guess I was curious that one of us had to do something because we had a miserable eye.

"Don't run away! Deactivate the target!

Bowties Treasurer screams at those who run away, but no one obeys whether they have not received a voice or ignore it.

That's when. An arrow pierced a mercenary's chest.

It is not a rebel arrow.

Archena's men, whom Bowties attached to the Treasurer, let go of the arrows.

An attack from an ally stops the mercenaries heading this way.

Archena's men were silent, but I know what you're trying to say.

That is, if you run, you shoot.

"Fuck, fuck, wow!

The mercenary screamed like he had abandoned himself and began to return to his original path.

"... don't we have any allies?"

One of the waiting mercenaries blurred, but now it will.

Roy shifted his gaze to the front and opened his eyes gently.

Those who ran towards the obstacle were almost wiped out.

Only one survived.

The man held the blanket and walked over to the obstacle with pleasure.

Each time, the blood drops zero.

As the man spread the blanket, the arrow poured down.

Arrows pierce his entire body, but the man fell in with a blanket in his hand.

The man fell to the side as it was, but the blanket covered the obstacle.

Given the size of the obstacle, it only rendered some of it powerless, but the achievement is an achievement.

"Wonderful! That action is what the imperial subjects should do!

Bowties Treasurer praised the dead mercenaries, but the mercenaries are quiet.

The mercenaries who have been driven back there are now eating enemy arrows.

No one will agree, no matter how thin your fellowship may be.

You noticed that, Bowties Treasurer coughed to fix it.

"That man is a true brave man! As promised, I'll give you a hundred gold coins!

Bowties Treasurer turned his gaze to Archena's men.

"Find out who that man is and deliver the reward to his family."

"Ha!

Archena's men - now deputy director of the Bowties Treasury - responded by stretching their spines.

"And even if I die, do I get paid?

"But it doesn't mean anything when you're dead."

"Oh, well, can you leave your mother money"

"Give the kids some rice..."

"I don't have one."

I thought I'd offer this condition from the start, but some of the mercenaries seemed motivated.

"Five hundred next! Is there anyone who thinks I am?

"... I'll go"

"Me too..."

The mercenaries walk out.

The expression is coloured with a sense of sadness.

"... you deliver money to your family, don't you?

"Oh, I promise."

Bowties Treasurer laughed niggardly.

Krono stood behind the field position and stared at the battlefield, as his deputy called out.

Admiral, aren't you in the main unit? '(Bubba?

"Mr. Minotaur."

"Why am I beating up?" Standing on the scene is sexual. "

"I'd rather be on the field, too."

I said, "We're gonna move on without a problem." '(Bubba?

"Yes, but I'm anxious."

The deputy leaned his neck wonderfully, and Chrono responded to the sigh mix.

The operation is going well, except for the imperial army's dull movements.

He's already killed over three hundred enemy soldiers, but he doesn't seem to be the main force.

I want to pull out the main force quickly.

This battle depends on how much power the Imperial Army can conserve to enter the final phase.

Well, it could be the same in any fight.

Why is the Admiral so anxious? '(Bubba? Bubba Bubba?

"I'm not sure I'll judge the war by listening only to reports"

"... Admiral" (... Buku)

The deputy told him to groan, but he couldn't help but look good.

"It worked out pretty well in the exercise, but you should still see it with your eyes"

"As it were, well, that's what makes it easy for the Admiral, but the georama made by the engineers is about to go to waste." (Buyabu)

The deputy scratched my head with me and looked somewhere far away at the main formation - at the tent where Tilia was.

"I'm not wasting it. Your Royal Highness is watching."

"... I don't know if that's true." (... Bubba)

The deputy dropped his shoulder disappointingly. That's when the Imperial Army moved.

The enemy infantry is slowly approaching us.

"Four hundred, no, five hundred places. Any arrow refills?

"I'll get it done" (Bubba)

The deputy raised his hand gently and stroked the caged hand - precisely the communication magic item there.

"That's convenient."

"Hey, you don't have to run anybody with this."

The deputy nodded at Krono's words.

Request replenishment via communication magic items when arrows become scarce.

Then the soldier in charge runs to refill.

Chrono put a cage-handed communication magic item in his mouth.

"Leila, I was with you earlier."

'... Yes'

Layla's voice echoes from communication magic items.

"It's easier to see things differently than just now."

"It doesn't change what you do."

Whether they're willing or not, they just kill.

The enemy infantry slowly approaches us.

Through the side of a disorder made of the furthest iron tsu...

"Whoa, whoa!

The enemy infantry came in with a simultaneous roar.

Slightly late, Leila commands the archers to release arrows simultaneously.

The rain of arrows pours down, and enemy soldiers fall flabby.

But...

"Ohhhhhh!

Enemy infantry still roared and stormed in.

No eyes on the wooden shield, grabbing the blanket and even running.

There were those who fell along the way, those who were caught and fell, those who were crushed.

And, of course, those who are pierced by arrows.

Until the last time, the movement would have been dull, but this time it's going even further into the straight line.

Because of this, many survive this time.

When would it have been that on the battlefield I heard cowards would die first?

Was it a military school, a southern border, or the original world?

Cowards were reasoned to be susceptible to attack as a result of delays in storming.

I thought it might be something like that when I heard it, but I don't know if it means I can't target it while it's moving.

However, the archers of the Imperial Army are in full swing. What's more, I didn't order you to shoot him.

He's ordering a way to fight an arrow down within range.

There was an explosion when a dozen survivors tried to hang a blanket on a central disorder.

A prostitute fired a magic item with a crossbow.

Despite a blast at close range, enemy infantry remained on the spot.

No, should I say it stayed?

The explosion is losing half my body.

Still, I was kept on the spot because I was hooked on an iron tsu.

"... Got hit"

Chrono glanced at him.

The enemy infantry, halved, was covered in iron tsu.

Underneath it is a blanket.

The area covered in the blanket is part of the whole thing, but even part of it was definitely rendered powerless.

The voice ooh sounds from afar.

The Imperial Army is cheering.

"I'll get you back on track."

"Well, I can't help but think I've finally achieved something that looks like an achievement."

Chrono flaunted his shoulder. My deputy told me to throw up so I could calm down.

I've never crossed a barrier, but I'm not setting up an operation on the assumption that it won't.

"Well, what happens next?

Chrono moistened his lips with his tongue.

"Yes! I didn't come!

Chrono returned to his tent and slowly lowered his back to the chair.

When I stuck it at my desk as it was, Minotaur came in.

"Admiral, your voice is too loud."

"But..."

Chrono poked his cheek wand.

"If you think you're going to attack me like that, you're going back to your position."

"Well, 'cause the sun's down." (BUMBLES)

The deputy stepped himself out of the tent and looked up at the sky, but it was only before evening when the Imperial Army had last launched an attack.

I thought there was about one more attack, but the Empire has returned to its positions.

"I'm sure it'll be sunny tomorrow."

"I hope so."

Measures have been taken when it rains, but it is unfortunate that rainwater accumulates in the trenches and the disease spreads.

I'm not about to fight when that happens.

"It's always the case that they don't move the way they want."

The deputy said in a sigh of relief and sat in the opposite seat.

At first glance, it looks unreliable, but Dwarf's special chair doesn't even smudge.

"Nah, you're different than usual."

"This time there was a period of preparation. It's not a desperate number to say there's a difference in force. '

"Well, usually I get crushed by the amount of stuff trying to do something with tactics, or depleted of supplies even though I seemed to manage, grabbed, unexpected things happen... oh, I haven't been caught in the busy eye"

"That's the last thing I want to do."

"I think so too."

It will be difficult, but I add in my heart.

"Then you want to know why the Empire is moving dull."

Chrono stared at the cage-handed communication magic item.

"Just because they're on guard, they don't have a groovy relationship, and if they're on guard, it's like a deadbeat officer to make them patrol the measures."

Aridead shrugged looking at the Imperial Army position.

The Imperial Army position is for the camp - generals to rest or gather supplies.

It's not hard to attack compared to the Imperial Army position.

Well, only compared to the positions of the Imperial Army.

Harassment is sophisticated in the hundreds or so of soldiers that Aridead keeps.

So harass me.

"The wind direction is like OK?

It's OK.

When Aridead looked next door, he almost threw a stone like a pinky nail - a magic item for fire - into a tree branch stacked by Tiga.

Splashing sparks ignite the dead grass and burn, smoke flowing towards the imperial position.

At that time, the sounds of Khan, Khan rang from the Imperial position.

After a while...

"What?

"Fire!

"It's a rebel night raid!

"Gather your troops immediately!

An enemy soldier sensing an anomaly makes a scene and assembles in one place.

"Sounds like a pretty quick response"

What are you going to do? Hundreds or so, don't let them kick you in the ass' (huh? but)

"Attract me... and run away"

They're harassing me originally.

No, well, I understand that it's an operational action that loads the body and mind of enemy soldiers, but what you're doing is harassment.

You should not think too hard and consider how they might dislike you more.

"You must have come."

About a hundred soldiers jump out of the position and run over here.

"Okay! It's like a transfer!

When Aridead returns his heels and escapes, his men escape with him.

"Transfer! Transfer! It's not like we're retreating!

"Withdrawal is a retreat."

"It's a matter of mood!

Fu and Aridead came up with something.

"Barca, barca, imperial soldier barca!

"Are You a Child" (Guru)

"Damn it!"

"You rebels!

"I'm gonna rip you to pieces!

Tyga said as if he was frightened, but the enemy soldiers were fierce.

"Then, as stupid as I said, eight tears is like turning stones into gold. Alchemy is also bright blue!

After a while, the sound of daddy pan rang from behind me.

Separate teams - Deneb and the others are throwing magic items into Imperial Army positions.

To the extent that it scattered light and sound - like Eryl said a toy - a substitute, but Aridead liked the fact that it didn't take a lot of damage to deal with it and erupt.

"Hey, what?

"The main unit is under attack, huh?

"Damn, it was a Yang Dynasty!

"Footsteps will keep you away" (but)

"Flip it! Flip it! It's an attack!

When Aridead flips on the spot, his men's archers also flip.

Are you alarmed, enemy soldiers are turning their backs on this one.

"Like in due course!

When Aridead released an arrow with a mechanical bow, his men released an arrow at the timing of their thoughts.

Yikes! A short scream sounds intermittently and enemy soldiers fall to the ground.

"Damn it! I thought you were running away!

"Oh, chase!

"What about the position?

"Another one of them will handle it!

An enemy soldier runs out toward us again.

What are you going to do? '(but ~?

"Of course, it's like a transfer!

As Aridead turned his heels and ran out, so did his men.

Checking on Deneb on the side, he seemed to be doing the same thing over there.

"I'd like to continue harassing you until morning like this, but maybe a little too greedy"

Aridead shrugged as he ran.