The 8th Regiment retreated the convoy circling back, excluding the first battle of enemies.
I thought this would relieve me, but the man named Eingod was still not sweet.
I guess you're willing to wear a sleigh before it stops raining.
I'm gonna loosen up the offense. I didn't show it.
Enemy troops are attacked with courage.
To counter the enemy's second line, I lowered Lilith's and Gunter's troops and instead raised Dragonman Sigan's and human mercenary's forces to the front line.
"The battle is still prolonged, the main force wants to stay warm"
That's what I say to Lilith, who leaks her dissatisfaction with orders to back off, to put in words of labor.
Lilith still seemed dissatisfied, but when I asked her to back off in silence, this time I was on the front line.
I'm basically the type to be on the front line, but this may be the first time I've protruded so far.
It was rare enough to be noticed by Giron.
"So, sir, aren't you sticking out too much? In case anything happens to my husband, the 8th Corps will be destroyed."
"If you don't have me like this, you'll be devastated. This is the only way to prevent destruction."
That's what I told Giron to back off.
But Giron refuses hard.
"I am incompetent both as a staff officer and as a warrior. But with my husband's loyalty. You will not die later than your husband!
And he scolded his trembling feet, and followed me behind.
Look at that. I revisited Giron again, but I didn't have time to say thank you.
For the second formation of the enemy army came.
I was lost when I saw an impending enemy soldier.
Because the heart of mercy has sprouted throughout this period.
It was not possible to push them back, without having managed to take their lives, that they thought first.
But I didn't have enough power to imitate that clever.
Unfortunately for that, I chanted magic.
The ancient magic trick took time to chant, but for that matter, the power was origami.
curseless magic in a forbidden book called The Book of Raging Blackflame,
Yfried Nova
cast a spell.
When you finish chanting that spell, the green meadow changes its appearance with the cedar Hell painting.
Fire columns rose up here and there, burning people and scorching them.
Anything that touches the pillars of the flame burns up instantly and becomes flaming.
It literally became ashes, leaving no bones, and disappeared from this earth.
The rain around the fire pillar would quickly evaporate and some soldiers would have suffered heavy burns due to its steam.
It was so powerful magic by then, but still it wasn't enough to stop the enemy's onslaught.
The enemy army is relentlessly attacking me.
A storm of arrows unleashed by enemy soldiers strikes me, but it was the dragon man's spear of Sigan that removed it.
He screamed that he would pay off the arrow that was going to pierce me with that rigid spear.
"Master Ike, are you all right?"
"I saved your life because of you."
When I said that, I turned back to Giron.
I wish I hadn't received the current flow arrows, but that's what I thought back, but fortunately Giron was intact, too.
Quite a lucky man, but he was paling his face when he saw a ton of arrows stabbing him in front of him.
"So, sir, I figured you should step back a little bit and take command?
That's how Giron moves on, but my will remains the same.
"The 8th Legion generals show their backs to their allies, but not to their enemies. That's why they keep their lives in the hands of young people like me. Can you change that now?"
And then I went on to unleash my second curse magic today.
"Give me this far and I'll no longer have a front line or shit. Put Lilith and Lord Gunter on the front line, too. It's a total fight."
At the same time, it unleashes the magic of Solar Ray from the palm of your hand.
The sunlight emitted from my palm became a straight-line muscle, skewering hundreds of enemy soldiers.
It was a sin, but it was also a battlefield.
Only the number of times I have sprouted my heart of mercy will the members of the Eighth Legion, my allies, die.
The enemy called me a demon, a monster. Whether I was cursed or not, I couldn't have gotten out of hand here.
He commanded and waited for his allies to come, unleashing as many curse magic as could be chanted.
I don't mean Lilith and the others on that side.
It wasn't even Sefiro's army that was supposed to be in the north.
The other day, a woman with golden hair infiltrated the King's Capital with me thought it was time for the troops to rush to reinforce us.
Regardless, Alistair of the White Rose Knights is not a Demon King Army person.
He offered to cooperate with the Demon King's Army the other day, but he still didn't trust each other.
But I still believed that she would run for it.
So I went on this reckless bet, and that bet is apparently my win.
If you look, you hear something screaming from the rear of the enemy army.
Apparently, Alistair followed the White Rose Knights who were keeping them waiting in the rear, turning us around behind enemy forces.
As she crossed the white horse, she was thrusting with her sword lifted.
Seeing that look, Giron speaks unexpectedly.
"Oh, thank God."
The word was also what I wanted to say.
The participation of the White Rose Knights here is nothing but luck for this one.
She carries the new weapon I devised and buries one enemy army after another.
Seeing that look, Giron has asked.
"Sir, what is that?
"Is that it? It's a dragoon."
"Dragoons? What, are you talking about dragon knights?
"Kanji means something different, but you're right, that's a dragon cavalry."
A Dragon Cavalry (Dragoon) is a knight who drives a dragon - not a.
In previous life I refer to a cavalry with a small gun.
It's about a cavalry with a musket gun or a small gun.
Regardless, there is no musket gun 'yet' in this world, but if it is a fireline gun, it exists.
It is also possible to organize dragon cavalry.
In fact, even in the previous life, a warlord named Dada Politburo let his cavalry carry and operate a fireline gun, which produced a lot of results.
There is no such thing as a decision that I should not imitate it.
Use everything you can use. That was my policy.
"I understand the logic, but how can you shoot a gun in the rain?
"That gun is stuck in the barrel. That's why I can put it in my nose. They'll all be weaving their raincoats."
"I see, but you can't shoot a second shot if you're on horseback. I can't put a bullet in it."
"I don't need a second shot or anything. The role of the Dragon Cavalry lies in assaulting the enemy, shooting bullets at the enemy, and cleaving the enemy formation as it is. The point is, if you shoot one shot, throw the gun away and replace it with a sword or spear. So there's no problem."
When I put it that way, the White Rose Knights, led by Alistair, were finishing the first blow and storming.
Enemy formations are nicely cleaved in two.
"It's quite an extraction."
"I don't think my husband was directing my daughter before."
That's what Giron would tear up, but Alistair wouldn't want to be told that much by an oak that blued her face earlier either.
I...
"... never say it in front of him. Anyway, now is the time to attack. Siege one of the two enemy armies. Give command to the 8th Regiment."
When ordered to do so, the Eighth Corps besieged the enemy forces with an undisturbed action.
It is an unexpected quickness on the part of an army that had been driven to disadvantage until earlier.
The 8th legion, which besieged the enemy army, quickly annihilates the enemy soldiers.
Enemy forces in havoc were no longer able to maintain their earlier momentum.
I won't look at it and be sure of the victory.
Though it destroyed half of the enemy army, the enemy army general was still alive and well.
He is a samurai who is called the Sultan of Rosalia. There was no way I could snap to this extent.
It's just that I sieged half of my enemies and when I joined Alistair, I leaked a grin.
Because I heard good news from her.
"Lord Ike, this way, the 7th Regiment, led by Lord Sephiro, has rushed to attack the king's capital."
I literally took a breather when I heard Alistair's report.
The trend in this battle remains uncertain, but at least in her words, because I was convinced of a strategic victory.
Eingod is still alive and we don't know where this battle is going, but at least now the king capital, Reese, falls into the hands of the Demon King's Army.
That is the original purpose of this battle.
In other words, the Demon King's Army has achieved its strategic goals.
I trusted Sephiro the Witch.
By now, she will have made a big hole in the castle gate of the king's capital, Leesas, with her specialty Meteor Strike, and will be proceeding with the castle attack.
A brigade leader with the alias of a crushed warrior destroys the castle gate with a broken castle hammer, and Kushana of Manticore knocks down the gatekeeper, and Baio of the werewolf finds Eichs with his sense of smell.
I believed in the sight and didn't doubt it.
So I can focus on the battlefield with peace of mind.
Leaving the King's Capital in peace to Sephiro, he concentrated on defeating the enemy in front of him.
The number of enemy troops is approximately 3,000.
This number is also approximately 3000.
roughly the same number. Both were still wary.
"And is that guy named Eingod a monster? Normally if we get so many soldiers down here, it's something we retreat from, but we're still keeping our will. No, on the contrary, it seems more militant than it was at the beginning of the war."
Giron said so, but I agreed with that.
"Damn, it's a monster, that old man. Have you told Giron that General Eingold and I met at the Royal Palace in Reese?"
"That's my first ear."
"That's when we talked in the hallway, and that's when we just talked about it, and I found it to be a great thing. Besides, this guy wants a place to die, you know. Perhaps, but Eingod will fight until he is the last soldier"
"But what about the soldiers? Isn't it time for some fleeing soldiers to come out on the boulder?
"Maybe it'll come out. But still, that old man will fight to the end."
When I declared that, I gave orders to the 8th Corps, and to the White Rose Knights.
"Now it's no use recommending surrender to the enemy general. General Eingod will not even be self-determination. Then my demon king's army would like to respond to his courage with a full spirit."
When I gave the order, the generals of the Eighth Corps nodded silently.
Gunter, king of Dwarves, whispered that he would run his horse to my side.
"But that's a pain in the ass. Who is the samurai samurai? Well, I don't know about people either."
Gunter and Eingod, I guess the race has something so similar about it that it's different.
I've never had a conversation, but maybe I remember something empathetic about that way of life.
Then came Lilith of Sacubus.
Is she also the end of the samurai, sparing no praise for the mighty enemy?
"The Eingod guy is quite a soldier, isn't he? And that loyalty is full. Even the Demon King's army is as loyal to the Lord as I am."
I can't fight that far unless it's for you, Ike, I added.
The next thing I did was Elf's Anemone.
This is how she rated Eingod.
"Is there something that the General wants to protect? From him, I feel the kind of intention that our elves have when they protect the woods."
When I listened to my men, I gave them orders to return to their positions and to storm them.
We didn't know where the wins and losses were, but perhaps the next battle will be our last.
You win, you lose, you won't settle until I die or Eingod dies.
Once again, when he was determined, he issued the decree.
"Assault, all armies!
With that word, the Eighth Regiment and the White Rose Knights began their assault.
After a few decades, they cross swords with Rosalia's last army.
The victory and defeat...