Legend

"Shoot me, shoot me! Keep them away from me! His Highness Merclio is in this position! Never let it fall!

Following the commander's words, the archers release a large number of arrows.

It is a battle caged in a position, and naturally there is a limit to the number of arrows.

Because if it comes down to something out of hand here, Merclio's life, also a symbol of this insurgency, could be taken.

Given the danger, it was only foolish to spare an arrow here.

Besides, the current rebels are marching to eliminate troops that are blockaded off the streets by those who should also be called the main forces, and are overwhelmingly underpowered.

Not very much, but I couldn't afford to just fight while saving arrows.

But it's the same for the Crusaders who can't afford it.

Because now we don't have the main force of the rebels, starting with Vihela, but we don't know when they'll be back.

That's why he used a large number of them and fought hard to push them through the other side, even if there was some damage.

"Honestly, this is not my type of fight."

Perfir groans as he sees the soldiers of the Crusaders attacking the rebel positions at once.

The only thing in that language is a sense of duty.

As for Perfir himself, I didn't like this way of fighting, as I just put it.

Square, the kind of fight that forces the opponent to succumb from the front is Perfir's preferred way of fighting.

Most importantly, Perfir preferred such a way of fighting, but Kabazid trusts him because he can push and kill his own desires and act as ordered.

A battle of your choice and an ordained battle. Speaking of which priority, Perfir does not hesitate to give priority to the latter.

As you do the best you can on top of that, and challenge others to do your job with all your might without doing anything you can to get out of your hands...... or something more challenging about Perfir?

What remains of the rebel position is that pure combat personnel, such as soldiers and adventurers, are cut by three thousand.

The Crusaders were more overwhelmed in terms of their strength, given the number of nearly 20,000 mobilized, than the rest of the troops led and dispatched by Vihela were their only forces of war.

Still can't defeat the...

"I'm out, I'm out! Those few units! Right flank of the position!

"Yeah, no, shit! Trouble again!

"Send out the cavalry! Don't let them get away with it this time! And what about the other troublemaker!

"You haven't... No, I'm out! A highly mobile Warcraft soldier, starting with a Warcraft soldier with a lower body of horses on the other side of the position!

"Damn, we're out at the same time! Dear Perfir!"

"I know. Withdraw the order to send the cavalry to a minority unit. Troops I and II are each to a small number of units, and Warcraft soldiers are to be dealt with by making a single strike exit with the mobility and attack power of the cavalry. Don't forget to cover each archer and wizard."

Yes, because these two troops are heavily rampaged.

At the beginning of the battle, a small number of troops… a guerrilla unit that would have been led by Ray would have gone out to attack and flirted with the crusaders if it had been.

Even the Crusaders have considerably reduced their strength in previous battles against the rebels, not necessarily in full condition, such as turning their troops to the blockade of the streets or the power to disrupt the march of the Frizione army, which they set out to join the rebels.

Still, if only the guerrillas could handle it.

However... Merclio and Theorem, who decided that the guerrilla unit would continue to suffer more damage and eventually lose to numbers, decide to put in a warcraft soldier that should also be called their trump card.

Initially the rebels were about to attack the Warcraft soldiers, who looked very unlikely to be human, in confusion as well.

But Merclio, which is also a symbol of the rebels, and Theorem, which is essentially moving the rebels, are on their side, and the order to ban them from attacking, avoids the danger of peer-to-peer discussion at first.

The fact that the Warcraft soldiers were attacking only the Crusaders would be one of the factors the rebels appeased.

Contrary to such rebels, the Crusaders were in the poles of chaos.

If he had participated in the Spring War, some might have seen Warcraft soldiers.

Unfortunately, however, there are few people here who participated in the Spring War, and the soldiers are easily panicked when they see the Warcraft soldiers looking inhuman and show off their offensive power in front of them.

No matter how much confusion the commander tries to contain, the confusion cannot easily subside, and on the contrary, the Warcraft warrior, who is supposed to be a chimeric with monsters, has the same level of judgment as a human being even though he has such an appearance. … according to the person to whom the contribution was made.

All in all, that's all judgment, so the commander who was trying to control his allies aloud for Warcraft soldiers was a prey to the outfit.

Tentacles are stretched and pierced, necks are severed with scissors, throats are chopped with nails, throats are strangled with plant claws, poison spores are used to make them spit blood, and various means are used to kill commanders and thinkers.

... if the poison wasn't like disappearing in a short amount of time, or there could have been damage on the rebel side as well.

After so many such attacks, the Crusaders were inflicting damage that could not be described as very small.

But still...

"Damn, it's not good! With more enemies, we can't deal with them! Reinforcements, turn the reinforcements!

"Don't be impotent! We need power elsewhere. There's no room for war!

"Ah, already! What's all this fighting power over there! There's too much trouble over here! Arrow, bring more arrows!

"You can't help it, because the main force went to slap the troops blocking the streets! At least the salvation is that we still have plenty of supplies!

"That being said, I'm not gonna hold it that way either!?

Inside the rebel positions there were screaming screams everywhere.

The damage itself is not yet as much, but even with warcraft soldiers and guerrilla troops, it was impossible to counter an opponent with more than six times as many men as we had.

"Damn, where did Deep Red go, come back soon!

Screaming screams go up, but no one answers that.

Many places have already dived through long-range attacks by arrows and magic and become melee fights with rebels caged in positions.

It would be the honest thought of the others that it is not the other way around.

... At the same time, it was an unmistakable fact that I would be waiting for Ray to return, who would have as much strength to reverse my war differential at once in this current situation.

Instead of one step at a time...... the battle goes on at a rate of about one step at a time.

Still, it will still be thanks to the guerrilla troops and the Warcraft soldiers who are able to counteract the bends while still having this much difference in power.

Most, many of the rebels have been trained by Ray.

The struggle of such people had also managed to contribute to maintaining the status quo.

"Troops are overwhelmingly over there, and we can't use the kind of wolf smoke to contact them from here, and we are vigilant over there about to issue a decree.... Is this packed?

In a magic tent in the middle of a rebel position, Merclio mutters.

I have no sense of sadness at all when I say that it is a danger to my life if it were meant to be.

(No, it's not that I'm not feeling scared)

Teolame, who saw Merclio's hand gripped hard for a moment, whines inside.

Because I know that I am the symbol of this rebel army, if I imitate it in a way that can be wolfish here, those around me will be upset, and that can lead to a future that will spread to all armies and the rebels will perish.

Because he understands it. While Merclio feels dangerous about the status quo, he doesn't put it on the table and pretends to look the same as usual.

(It is only when we are in crisis that we become so self-conscious. It is easy to say in words, but how many can do it. Most likely, it is His Highness Schuls and His Highness Kabazid who can do that)

Even with a bitter smile, Theolame shook his neck sideways toward Merclio.

"Certainly this one is overwhelmingly unfavourable as it stands. Because I never thought I'd come out with this kind of means. I certainly didn't think it was just the food attacks caused by the blockade of the streets...... but we still have a winning chance too. This one is still unfavourable and the war is going on, but it's not like we're losing it all at once."

The word was true.

Most of all, it is only a handful, beyond the guerrilla and warcraft armies that support it.

Sounds good when it comes to a few elites, but physical problems come with more than just being a few.

Because not everyone, like Ray and Seto, has the strength to be considered inexhaustible.

"Now you will have to endure and wait for the opportunity. You may notice that this place is covered with phantoms, even if it is a unit led by the outgoing Master Vihella, and you can think of sending soldiers of the decree. Did you say Quantum exhale...... With the royal treasure, but of course you know that, and most importantly, His Royal Highness Frizione's army is just around the corner."

Takeshi. Nobles other than Merclio, who were listening to the words of Theorem, take hope in those words.

To make that hope even stronger, Theorem goes on to say the word.

"At a time when the Crusaders have launched an attack, we are sending my hand under Master Frizione. From the day Ray made his way to the Imperial Capital, it's probably not surprising that the men of the preaching are in contact with His Highness's army. In that case, the army of His Highness Frizione will not travel that fast because it travels on the ground, but there is a ray. Ray's using Griffon's setto as his obedience."

The hope that one and one name, Ray and Seto, offered was undoubtedly the greatest on this occasion.

Merclio smiles bitterly when he sees those who shine their faces with hope.

Because I have found that Ray, who is merely employed, is more strongly sought after in this setting than he is supposed to be a symbol of this army.

(For the most part, it would be useless to just point a counter-consciousness at Ray. Because I'm free in many ways)

With that in mind, Merclio doesn't have all that bad feelings for Ray.... apart from talking about Vihera.

Above all, I prefer not to imitate myself, the royal family, in a way that is only personal and overwhelming.

Except for the story since I stood as a rebel, many approached me when I was in the castle trying to use myself.

It was also quite painful for Merclio to deal with such aristocrats, even though most of them could not help because they could not join any faction.

But in Ray's case, he can do most things by himself, so he doesn't intend to use himself, the royal family.

(As for my sister, I haven't admitted it yet.)

Merclio's brain is overshadowed by his beloved sister.

He's out to defeat the troops that are blocking the streets now, but one of these days he's going to notice something strange and come back.

At least not least, Merclio is so sure.

"Come on, anyway, I saw a light of hope. If we stick until Ray gets back, we win."

I assure you.

In fact, it's not that simple, but those who heard Merclio still gained morale.

"Right, I don't care about that amount of people if that Ray comes back!

"That's all we're getting, so you won't have to worry"

"... personally, I'd like Seto to be active so he doesn't get hurt"

"Hey, I knew the soldiers were putting you in the griffon, but we had one of those guys in here, too."

'Huh?'

To the words of the nobleman, who murmured in a blur, several speak at the same time, besides those who had earlier guided Seto himself.

To that appearance, a nobleman who had earlier told him to tease the nobility who preferred Seto raised his voice of surprise after a moment of silence.

"... hey"

"Sa, come on. Anyway, all we have to do is carry it around until Ray and Seto get back!

"Right. Anyway, we shouldn't be thinking about extras right now."

"Oh, we need to reposition the dangerous from where we have a little room for troops"

"No, even if we can afford it now, the next attack might be concentrated there, so to the detour..."

Overlap words so that other nobles agree with nobles who tell them to ignore the gaze of suspicion.

To that appearance, the first nobles sigh as if they were somewhere spooked, but still join the story by deciding that it is better to do something about the status quo now.

To survive... and hope to inflict deadly damage on the Crusaders.