The army of Janius the Demon King seems to be continuing to march well.

We're a few days away from here.

With General Melarda's intentions, he hasn't interfered in any way along the way.

If you have time to do that, they're going to tell you to build a formation over here.

Although we did not carry out the delayed operation, the Janius army is progressing slowly.

It looks like we're marching on creating a barrier guard base along the way to avoid an avalanche when we retreat.

It seems that opponents who march like this are less likely to collapse in battle because they are cautious in the way they fight.

In the meantime, the Melada army is an enemy reconnaissance when it comes to what it was doing.

The scouts have gone back and forth many times, and the enemy's formation is already known.

As expected, the enemy general says he is General Fomball of the Lahab tribe.

It is the general of the demonic kingdom.

He is expected to be quite a strong man.

The Lahab are so natural enemies of dragons as to be called "dragon food (Ryu is) mi," they have a four-legged seetherpent-like appearance and are characterised by huge, sharp mouths and fangs.

It's so big, he said, that its appearance can be seen well from afar.

"He's got a big name for dragon eating, but he looks like he's down. It was his misfortune to be sent to this land. I thought the skin would peel off quickly."

General Melarda smiled like a bad man.

Janius, the Demon King, has never done anything with a trolzard country with lots of dragon breeds in order to concentrate on fighting the same demon king, Gidman.

With the meaning of restraint, they had dragon food and the famous Fomball stationed in the border town.

Let Melarda say, "What's a dragon eater?"

Reports of one scourge after another revealed the latest trends.

The purpose of the Fomball army is the destruction of General Meralda.

It is therefore coming in a straight line towards the main line.

"That's not a march you're not thinking about attacking town at all. If we don't have a path, we'll build momentum."

"That's all we're in a hurry, right?"

This is tralzard territory. After a few days, reinforcements may arrive at the Melada army.

In that case, the advantages of numbers are overshadowed. I guess that's what Fomball thinks.

The Fomball army is estimated to be 10,000.

Meanwhile, the Melarda army rallied for six thousand.

This is because the soldiers cannot return from the front line, and because one legion has been destroyed.

This is no place for a showdown.

The general pointed to the riverbed.

Low water volumes and a wide range of gravel-mixed riverbanks unfold.

"We have more enemies, but do we fight where we open them?

"We'll split up the army in the last minute. We can take advantage of it. We'd rather get out of here than fight behind our backs."

To make fewer soldiers less, Fomball said he would always divide the army.

If you do poorly, you will be attacked from three directions, so this battlefield, where one is a river, is easy to defend.

"On the contrary, can't this one use his hand of not separating armies?

"The Defender's methods of warfare have been adopted and will be attacked from the side or the back while he is in the mood."

Yeah, yeah. That it won't be as unfolding as this one thinks.

If we do not divide the army in the first place, the only soldiers to fight will be those who are at the forefront.

Then while the enemy is moving freely, it will make the soldiers play for nothing.

Again, as with the enemy, it seems easier to fight separately and relative.

Even chess puts pawns on the left while they're deciding on the right, and I guess just being united like a brain muscle can't handle a changing situation.

"Guys, you're here."

General Melarda stands on the stage.

All those who were about to fight were lined up here.

As such, it seems to be the morning ceremony of the school.

The principal role is of course Meralda.

I'm lining up behind Chief Dyle to see how it goes.

"Soon, Fomball's Azumi (ahu) will be here. What are we gonna do about Nura?

"" Fight!

"Crush it!

"I'll kill you."

I heard a noisy voice coming from there.

This is no different from the brain muscle orga population.

"I know how you feel about Nura. So what am I supposed to do?

"Of course! I will wipe you out with our power!

I heard a loud voice.

"No, you're not, Vovob. What's a big mouth for?

When asked, a man with a mouthful of twilight was distressed by the answer.

They say Vovob. Looks pretty strong.

Melarda continues.

"Destroyed? I never taught you how to fight elegantly!

The General's speech continues.

"The enemy is licking us. What are we gonna do with those guys? Are we all dealing with each other?

The general looked around together.

"I ask. Vovob, the mouthless mouth is for biting off enemies. Then I'll bite you off!

"Ha! As far as power goes, I'll bite you off!!

"So are the others. Have what you're all good at. And eat your enemies…………………………………………………………………………………………………!

The general accumulated word for word and said so.

He said to eat gradually. Don't turn around.

The general told all soldiers.

- He told me to eat it dirty.

I pulled a dong.

I wondered if this was the Demon King's Army.

He said it was the way the Demon King's army fought.

With a vertical line in my forehead, the soldiers lined up were thrilled.

It was already greeted with more enthusiasm than an idle concert, as if the roar were going to blow in the distance.

"Wow."

I asked the sci-fa in the back for his consent, and there was a sci-fa there with his fist up, hello to the late century champion.

"You're too sensitive, you"

My words were swept away.

Anyway, it is a place turned into a crucible of fanaticism.

I also looked around, fisted small so as not to be noticeable and said "ooh" or something.

Close at the showdown.