Legend

"I'm here, I'm here, I'm here! Don't be frightened, never be frightened here! I can't let that monster go any further!

Sounds like a battlefield, a desperate voice.

But the soldiers of the Crusaders who heard the voice were desperate to somehow contain the fright that existed within themselves instead of improving their will to fight.

That would be natural, too.

Because the presence that we are now looking for was very invisible to humans.

If it were a soldier of the Merclio army coming to us... or a cavalry kind, we probably wouldn't have been frightened so far.

But it's not that raw and easy on us right now.

Tentacles grow from the body, scales grow, tails grow.

If that was all it was, it might be possible to mistake it for the kind of monsters of the beast man or the human form, but if it were also a being with some such characteristics mixed together, it would have been different from the story.

It's like you're moving your legs like a tree root and growing vivid tentacles off your back to see.

Something that at first glance is like a Lizardman, but whose lower body is stretched out like a snake.

Something with a human face on a giant mukade.

It's like a gorilla with green fur and several giant eyes present in the body.

Something like countless tentacles stretching out of a giant Kamakiri body.

That is why there were still numerous other beings that were difficult to describe besides this.

Such monsters... there are no soldiers who are not afraid to see the Warcraft soldiers coming straight to themselves.

No, you'll just be in a state of panic and don't escape the scene.

"Damn, all those monsters are over here..."

"Not at all. Surely that's a guy called the Warcraft Soldier used in the Spring War, isn't it? It's true that authority was taken from His Highness Merclio."

"Not if you're thinking about that now. We can't let them break through here! Archers, shoot!

Follow the commander's voice and a large number of arrows are released from the rear.

But... a Warcraft soldier is far superior to a human soldier in pure combat power.

Avoid arrows that fly towards you, and use tentacles, hands and feet to slap anything that really hits you off, or flush it with mucus that is covering your body without even seeing you dodge it at all from the start.

If it is intended to be unleashed as a pre-emptive attack, any attack that should lose some momentum on the enemy will be nullified with little effect.

On the contrary, the soldiers who saw the sight were afraid to notice the unexpected sight and even had the result of lowering their morale.

And the Warcraft soldiers who have stormed us go straight into the front row of the Crusaders.

"Do you ever get hit like this?! Everybody, spears! Use the spear! Get them..."

A person who was directing a subordinate abruptly silences him on the way to shouting.

A soldier who was nearby was breathtaking not to think he would approach that commander in an attempt to ask him how to fight and what to do with the formation.

What was spreading there was a corpse nicely choosen from the right ear to the eyeball and around the side head.

My brain drops zero out of that wound and accidentally returns what's in my stomach on the spot.

Even for this soldier, he had had quite a bit of experience diving through the battlefield, but there was such a sight that he would still spit it out unexpectedly.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, why are you... whoa, whoa, whoa!

If anyone is throwing up like that on the battlefield, they will naturally be targeted...

"Die, wow!

A Warcraft soldier whose upper body consists of stones like a golem, raises his arms and waves them down.

If it had been, an arm made of stone would have crushed the soldier's head.

But the warcraft soldier man leans his neck to the sight that is spreading in front of him.

My own arm... when it comes to humans, there is no elbow-to-elbow ahead, to that sight.

"Is that it? Why is my arm..."

"A bastard who abandoned the figure of a person. Don't think you can kill my soldiers so easily!

The blow unleashed with the word slashes and tears without bitterness the upper body, which is made of stone, and the Warcraft soldiers sink into the earth with blood scattered all around them.

"Don't be cowardly! Those who fled to the aliens that they could not be stronger as the people they were looking for! The opponent of such a man will not be dealt with by a soldier led by us! Stand up! And lay down your weapons! This fight is the one that determines our future! For family, friends, lovers! Put up the weapon in that hand!

To Perfir's cry, the soldiers who were listening to it squeeze each weapon once again.

If you lose like this, while wondering what future awaits you and your family who gave you to the Crusaders.

"Lose... lose!

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

"Take the weapon! If we lose this fight, we have no future!

Speaking to each other that way, the soldiers face the Warcraft soldier with their weapons in their hands.

Certainly Warcraft soldiers would be more overwhelmed in their individual abilities. But still, the difference in numbers is power.

For quality to outweigh quantity, that was what needed an out-of-digit force like Ray.

As a result, the Crusaders are gradually pushing back the Warcraft soldiers, and if they stay this way, they can also feed the Merclio Army a counterattack.

Perfir thinks so even as he guards the perimeter... and then turns his gaze to the ground.

There, at some point... there was really some grass growing at some point.

If it were spring or summer, I wouldn't have particularly questioned it.

Even if it was autumn, I wouldn't have been particularly concerned if it was just around the end of the summer.

But now is a time when autumn is already deepening and it won't be strange if it snows.

At that time of year, when the grass... does it ever grow blue grass too?

In Perfir, whisper that instinct is dangerous.

"Everybody, on the grass growing on the ground..."

Pay attention.

If it was meant to be, I guess that's what you wanted to say.

But it was clearly too late to say the advice.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

"Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit!

"Damn it, cut it, cut it! Why are you doing this..."

What rings in Perfir's ears are voices like screams, confusion, and confusion.

Turning his gaze toward those who spoke of what had happened, there was an incredible sight spread there.

Some are tightened up so that they cannot move on the grass that grows from the ground, and are strangled and bright red and gasping by the grass that enters through the gap of armor.

Some have been pierced through their bodies by the roots of trees growing from the ground and are already desperate.

Some are wielding their bodies in captivity due to Tsubaki, and screaming with the severe pain of thorns piercing their bodies when they hit their companions.

"Is this... Huh!? Right, Warcraft!

Immediately after a moment of hesitation, I recall the material about the Warcraft Soldier that Kabazid showed me before.

It was written there that some Warcraft soldiers have the ability to travel in the ground and in the water, but they exist in the sea.

The Warcraft soldier in his hand also had a very low rate of ritual success, and it said that he disposed of it because he did not obey the orders of the Cabazide subordinates he received...

(At least three types? Was the contents of that report a lie? Whoever wrote that report needs to listen slowly)

He whines inside, approaches the soldier who is strangled with a grass claw and flashes his long sword.

With one blow, he stretches out of the ground and cuts off the stranglehold, and with a continuous attack he cuts off the other stranglehold.

"Ho, ho, ha, ha, ha... Dear Perfir, thank you for your help"

Leaving soldiers on the spot to say thank you, they will be freed one after the other from the roots of the trees, Tsutsu.

But the only part Perfir can attack is the part that is stretching out on the ground.

Big Book's opponents under the ground had no means of attacking.

I try to let the soldiers pull the amputees and the roots of the trees, but in the end they just cut along the way, and there is no presence out there that seems to be a warcraft soldier underground.

Furthermore, the battle against the Warcraft soldiers that is taking place on the ground has not ended, and it is still going on.

I am taking off from my surprise at the appearance of Warcraft soldiers and taking advantage of the number of them to fight close to each other, but naturally my focus on Warcraft soldiers is lacking when an attack comes from under my feet.

Though Perfir struggles, this front will be half glued in close proximity to each other.

"Don't let them go around! Let everyone know that the strongest cavalry in the Bestian Empire is us!

A different place from the one where Pelfiel-led troops and Warcraft soldiers are bumping into each other.

There, cavalry and cavalry were bumping into each other.

One, a cavalry unit directly from Schulz, famous for its elite.

"I'm coming! Everybody, show this battlefield the beauty of a white rose! I will tell you that thorns in beautiful roses can be fatal to those who try to get their hands on us!

One, the White Rose Knights, direct from Frizione, led the first unit.

Together, they are the cavalry forces with the finest strength in the Bestian Empire, and that is why there is a sense of confrontation and perseverance from before.

It was obvious to just those two cavalry units that bumping into each other on the battlefield would be a fierce battle.

"Shoot me!

"Don't lose this one, guys, shoot!

Arrows and magic unleashed simultaneously from the rear of Schulz's direct cavalry unit.

Like intercepting it, arrows and magic were similarly released from the fifth and sixth units of the White Rose Knights.

An arrow is magically intercepted, and magic is intercepted by an arrow.

Some arrows and magic that escape such interception are also knocked down and slashed down by weapons held by the cavalry.

It's hard to give an effective blow against an opponent only to a group of people with just the strength to call each other first-rate.

A cavalry with a weapon for proximity, breaking up with each unit, meets the weapon while moving quickly, slashing the opponent, or knocking him off the horse.

Some troops also try to use their mobility, which is also the hallmark of the cavalry, to turn behind the opponent, but the opponent can't possibly miss it in silence either, spreading in an attempt to besiege Ningro... the unit that was trying to turn behind what he saw shifts the entry point.

With such a glaring battle going on, Angela gives orders to each unit of the White Rose Knights one after the other.

"Troops two and three each move into sight, as they circle behind the enemy. Troop IV is like poking the flank of a unit trying to stop it. Troop five, take cover."

Following the early instructions of the arrow succession, the White Rose Knights move around freely.

"Wow... you can't go into that, no matter what you think"

"If you go in there poorly, don't let this one die"

"But it's amazing. You're dealing with that cavalry of His Highness Schulz from the front, aren't you? And each other."

"Oh. I knew you were strong, but honestly, I never thought I'd get this far"

"I just thought the White Rose Knights were knights for etiquette until there was civil unrest this time."

"Uh... sure. In fact, it was pretty much at the ceremony and stuff, and that's never meant to be wrong, is it?

"Ninglo, you mean the Ritual Knights had strength too, right?

"No, usually the other way around."

Interacting that way are the soldiers who were in action with the White Rose Knights.

I would have to cover the actions of the White Rose Knights if I were to, but since it was expected to be a battle between highly skilled cavalry members, I am touring the battles between cavalry units temporarily away from each other as there is also the possibility that if the cooperating awkward infantry hands poorly, damage could be done to the allies.

Of course it wasn't just watching, it also served to monitor whether other enemy troops would come in strange crossspears multiplied by this battle.

Despite such a role, the cavalry is blinded to battle with each other, probably because it was still a desirable move to describe it as undisturbed.

When the commander gives the instruction, it also seems that the way it moves quickly according to the order is just one creature: the cavalry.

That is why both the Crusading Army and the Merclio Army refrain from getting their hands on this battle.

"I know you're careless, but you want to see this fight forever."

One of the soldiers whined casually, but it was also as if it represented the thoughts of all the soldiers on this occasion.

I know and I see that the cavalry are fighting each other, and that is what some people are taking their lives even at this moment right now.

But still, for trying to stay away from me, I kept getting blinded by the battle, which could even be called artistic.