"Next split will go left"
"Okay."
Summer skies are higher and temperatures exceed thirty degrees.
But on my cheeks driving horses, the comfortable winds of the forest don't make me feel that heat.
Four months early from enlistment. The Thirty-first Armunale squad was on a patrol mission in the buffer zone.
"This neighborhood is where enemy armunale is sometimes confirmed. I'll be careful."
"Yes."
co-pilot to be assigned to the Armunale squad. Its first task is to find out all kinds of information about the battlefield surrounding the scouts.
The academy also tells me the whole story, but it still tells me that the information I actually see in the field is a battlefield, with a sense of fact that I can't just listen to it.
"Mr. Eldo, please pull over a little more to the edge. It's easy to find there."
"Excuse me."
Mr. Bunois, who usually has an atmosphere that is mostly chore, but if it is a short-term assault for scouts, the situation will change.
Sharp insight to know the battlefield. Hidden skills to survive. Exploration as a warrior. Which is very first-class.
I follow Mr. Bunois' instructions as I drive my horse desperately.
The shadowy shoulders of the forest occasionally have branch leaves popping out of the forest, which can hit and fall on it if you distract yourself at all.
How many times in the last four months have I changed my rating on Mr. Bunois, who is naturally going at full speed in such a situation?
"It's time for the appointment point. We're going through the forest, so we're going to stop in front of it."
"Yes."
Slowly slowing down, we move closer to the cut of the forest. Ahead is the meadow, and the purpose of this scourge is to grasp the situation there.
"Eldo, you've handled horses a lot better, too."
"Really? I don't know for myself."
"You'll know as soon as you see how Pol is doing. Less fatigue than ever before. It's proof that I didn't force it."
Both the horses I'm getting on right now (Pol) and the horses that Mr. Bunois is riding (Phil) are the kids that Mr. Bunois is taking care of. He also follows my instructions well, even though he is well trained and still hasn't left the amateur domain.
I was a little scared when I first rode a horse at the academy, etc., but now I somehow know how cute it is, and I think I've figured out a little bit about the fun of a ride that's not a machine. But I knew Armunale's maneuvering was exceptional.
Where we see a cut in the woods, we make the horses stop walking down and direct them into the woods.
"Well, it's a walk from here. You know what I'm going to look into, right?
"It's an understanding of the existence of enemy armunale and the situation around it, isn't it? Mostly examine the fuselage and horse footprints to find out how long ago we passed through here"
"That's right. Shall we go then?"
When Mr. Bunois nods satisfactorily to my answer, he puts his horse down and heads to a cut in the woods.
These two heads are very smart, and they don't have to be tied up somewhere because they're connected to Mr. Bunois, and if you call them, they'll rush. It's the loving ones.
Hiding in the shadows of the bushes, the two of us gaze at the state of the meadows.
It's a quiet thing there, and I can't confirm the enemy Armunale. You can also hear birds chirping from afar, but there is nothing like a machine driving sound.
Almunale makes a lot of noise and the ground shakes if you walk. With that in mind, we'll explore the surroundings.
I can't find the machine shadow.
"There's no sound, is there? It's quiet."
"Then let's go out to the meadows a little bit and find out"
"Yes."
Get out of the bush and go on through the meadows. Less undulating meadows would be less likely to be foreseeable and ambushed far away.
If you looked down, sometimes there was a place where the soil burst out between the meadows.
"This is an Armunale footprint, isn't it?
"Right. New at times. North... maybe this time."
What I discovered was still the footprint of the new Armunale. The way forward is north. Our patrol is still heading north, so in some cases it could be a battle?
In the past four months, the 31st Armunales have never been in a state of combat. If I were to encounter it, that would be my first war.
"It's okay. The captain hasn't been a pilot to Dada in over 10 years. I can't be alarmed, but if we do our job, the captain won't lose."
You noticed I was nervous, and that's what Mr. Bunois said to comfort me.
Yes, I do exactly what I'm entrusted to do. That's the most important thing right now, the only way to make the troops a little safer.
"Shall we do some more research and then go back? After you go through, there must be traces of infantry."
"Okay."
We continued our quest for the meadow long enough to ascertain the approximate size of the enemy's forces and rendezvous under the captains.
The captains were already waiting at the rendezvous point, waiting for our arrival.
But there is no support maid group for Angus and Mirage here. Stand by for the fort before entering the buffer zone.
"Captain, report."
"Please."
"At the point of 15-G, we have discovered what appears to be the enemy Armunale and the accompanying trail of troop movements. The path is slowly turning north from the southeast. Perhaps reconnaissance of the route to point 15-B"
I see you're on the patrol route.
The captain stares at the map.
In order to make it easier for the Faetal Kingdom to carry out operations in the buffer zone, the vast buffer zone is divided into five blocks, from α to ε, on which the numbers from A to J and from 1 to 20 are swung in a mesh.
There are roughly three conditions in the beta-block buffer zone that we're patrolling.
Forest section between the buffer zone and the territory. By limiting the path, it prevents break-ins by large units. Naturally, a fort is built at the end of the road.
And meadow areas that form the bulk of the buffer zone. Armunale The battle of what is going on is mainly here.
Finally, it's a river on the border with Obard.
But when it comes to the river, it's not that big, and depending on the location, the flow is shallow and slow to the point where it can be crossed straight with a horse.
I guess this time the enemy is also breaking in from that shallow part and heading north through the woods. The purpose is not clear yet, but given the size of the force, Mr. Bunois is assuming that the enemy is a reconnaissance force similar to ours.
Even so, the opponent has a very different position on the offensive side and this one on the defensive side.
"There is almost no doubt that enemy aircraft are ahead of us. Then there's only one thing to do."
To the captain's words, everyone's expression tightens for a moment. The tense air before the battle dominated the field.
"Oreil, Ritz and Karine are waiting at 16-E. If after six hours, no one returns, consider it destroyed and return to the fort through the 15-G route. Tell them the possibility of being invaded by the enemy Armunale. Bunois and Eldo are my aides as scouts. We're lucky to have found this one first. Hit the infantry unit with the first blow and then go into battle with Armunale"
Copy that!
"And Eldo."
"Yes!"
"This will be your first fight. Don't let people die. If you get swallowed, you'll die."
"I remember the liver!
"Then start moving in five minutes. Everybody, get ready."
The signs of battle were imminent, right ahead of his eyes and nose.
Continue with the rear queue along the way and split along the way.
Now, the two of us, me and Mr. Bunois, were moving a little further and we were on perimeter alert.
"It may be time to encounter the enemy's rear guard squad"
"What can I do?
"Kill me. Before I could raise my voice."
"Okay."
If you raise your voice, the main unit will know we exist. In order to prevent that, we have to kill ahead of time at all costs.
If I found it, as I went down the road thinking about which magic to use, I found a horse running from the face to face. The figure of the soldier on board is wrapped in imperial armor.
Moment after moment, both me and Mr. Bunois activated magic at the same time.
"Windcutter"
"Iceland"
I choose a windcutter that does not take long to activate and is highly capable of killing and difficult to deal with.
Did Mr. Bunois excel at the magic of the water system or unleashed Iceland?
The opponent tried to unleash the magic in the same way, but my unleashed windcutter dropped his impending horse's neck, slashing the belly of the soldier on its back and making him stop the magical chant.
And Iceland, which flew in shortly after, blew the soldier's head off.
"It's good, it's in good shape. I'll keep going."
"Yes."
The first killings came to a close.
On the verge of running through the side of the body, I drop my gaze on the body.
My magically chopped belly is overflowing with torn guts with every piece of armor.
Mr. Bunois' magically blown head had been crushed unbroken and his brains had been smashed.
My stomach twists rapidly and I get nauseous.
"Mr. Eldo, it's only later that you think. Now concentrate in front of me."
"Yes, sir"
Pulled back by Mr. Bunois' voice, I forcefully suppress nausea on my horse and look ahead.
The rear guard is not always alone. Plus, if you take the time, it could raise questions about the current soldiers not coming back.
Now we need to find the main unit as soon as possible and get ready for an ambush.
Don't lose sight of purpose. We're already in battle.
He slammed his will into his own head and made him stop his head from thinking about things.
"The vibrations are getting stronger. Almunale is going to be close. I'll slow you down."
Mr. Bunois slows down the horse. When I slowed down to go with it, I noticed for the first time there the vibration Mr Bunois said. But is there still a distance or is the vibration insignificant?
"You've noticed such a small vibration so well"
Mr. Bunois still has quite an arm as a scout to feel a slight vibration while running a horse.
Ever since I took up security duties in the buffer zone, my assessment of Mr. Bunois has risen.
"Well, it's an experience around there, isn't it? Besides, when I was on the ride, it seemed like I was all in the same place. That's why I felt a slight vibration coming from her leg."
"Isn't that amazing?"
"Well, it didn't help Armunale. Come on, that's enough chatter."
"Excuse me."
As the vibrations approached, we descended from the horses and proceeded through the woods.
After a while, I saw a group of infantry with the carriage. And the Armunale is at the head of it.
The whole thing is painted dark green and has a red line like ink in it.
There are only two swords raised in the lower back. Unlike this one, I guess live ammunition weapons haven't been put into practice yet.
"That's the fuselage of the Empire"
"There are two carriages. Is the number of infantry only thirty visible? You'll have scouts ahead of you, and you better be ready for forty."
"Would you like to inform the captain?
"Right. Mr. Eldo, please deliver this information to the captain. An ambush will succeed if it's within enough time."
"Okay. Take care."
Mr. Bunois keeps the troops going, and I'm going back the way I came to inform the captain of the enemy's discovery.
After about five minutes of running, I was able to rendezvous with the captain's fuselage going backwards.
"Report. Confirm enemy Armunale units at 14-C. In fuselage number one, there are about forty infantry. There are two carriages. Mr. Bunois says if we're in five minutes, the ambush will be a success."
"Well done. Eldo retreats to the rear like this. Rendezvous with the standby force."
"No, let yourself go"
I refused the captain's orders.
"Let me see the Captain's battle."
"............ ok. But I won't let you join the fight."
"Thank you. I'll wait in the woods."
Get permission and chase behind the captain who has increased his speed.
If the fuselage gives it all it can run much faster than a horse. The captain's fuselage quickly swung me off and ahead.
And I wonder if the fireballs have floated around the captain's plane, and they are released on the ground.
Large enough to tell from afar, the pillars rose, and the black dots rose to the sky.
I realized that was a person when one of the black dots flew towards me.
Dropped to the nearby ground. It's a black burnt mannequin. Until recently, he was one of the infantrymen walking down the road.
"This is war..."
As we approach, we see more clearly the consequences of the ravages carried out by the captain.
Crushed and burning carriage. Soldiers caught in fire and rolling down the ground.
The same goes for infantry and other dust scumbags if you hit the Armunale. It won't even be a fight. A vivid sight just to make it feel real is spreading on the spot.
Still further afield, two Armunales had already begun fighting.
Watching each other unleash magic and a chance to get close.
Magic that cannot be fatally injured by a magic shield is meant for the extent to which an ingenuity creates an injury or gap.
The moment the battle is decided is always the time to stab that sword in the opponent's cockpit.
To avoid eating the magical aftermath, I proceeded into the woods alert to the falling soldiers around me, staring at the two armunales confronting me from the gap between the branches.