Performance by a single trumpet begins at the rear of the Imperial Army headquarters.

It stole the eyes of Camurios, who had been paying attention to the settlement, and Laterios had ordered it arbitrarily. It can be said to be an action given by the demon, triggered by the fact that the battle, which was equal to a natural disaster, was depressed by the battle to the extent of the quarrel that takes place in the city.

His fear turned into ecstasy on the perfect occasion when the presence that would hunt him down would bury him.

"Ha, ha! Ha-ha-ha! Now is the time to kill Kensei! The Emperor of the Empire commands all armies! The whole army is going to storm! Kill them. Yeah!

"Become, what... brother eh eh eh!?

Camurios noticed and yelled, but it was already too late.

The performances by the liaison officers distributed near the throne were repeated by the liaison officers of the troops distributed on each side, which happened to spread as a signal of the assault.

The multiplying tone, which is engraved lightly with numerous overlaps, creates tension on the aligned knights and soldiers and drives them intensely.

'Yes, I don't like it... I don't want to fight. I don't want to die.'

In a certain front-line unit, a certain general soldier whines like a wolf.

A knight who was leading the troops overheard the voice and ate his teeth.

In his position, he must also lead more painfully than ordered to assault. Contrary to the fact that the orders given are crude, even minimal control is often disrupted, with more tragic consequences.

Not just for one thing, this was a sight seen everywhere in the Imperial Army.

'Eh... don't be afraid! All units, pull out the sword! It is the order of His Majesty the Emperor! All units, attack!

The cavalry takes centre stage.

The general soldiers learn to do this and rush out in time with the Confederate army.

On the other hand, the Imperial Army's signal had also reached Federation headquarters.

"Confirm Imperial Army avant-garde offensive posture transition! They think it's an assault order!

Soldiers screaming about imperial army trends with telescopes raise their voices with a pressing face.

"What do you mean? I didn't make it."

A tight crease came between Shire's eyebrows when she received the report. It was probably the greatest threat to the Empire. Kensei was at his disposal, I speculate he stepped through this as an opportunity to attack.

I have no idea that all armies are being moved just to bury Kensei and the Sword Emperor, etc.

'Marshal, how are you doing?

"... order all armies to respond. Alan's protection is paramount."

Asked by the man of the First Knight Commander who refrained by his side, Shire's answer was yes.

When the Imperial Army moved into attack, the path of harmony was also turned down. You can't keep making hopeful observations and turn to the rear, you can't lose Kensei if you think the scourge of war is going to spread.

With flashing signals from light-emitting photon stones, orders are immediately known to the entire army,

"Don't let the invaders tread on Federation soil! We are the only ones who have justice! Know that this victory is what will shape the Federation tomorrow!... all squads draw swords, prepare to respond!

"Yes, we protect our homeland."

I sent a call to my men, led by a certain knight.

Curse the Imperial Army for being an invader when it comes to stomping off unilateral wars, stir them up as it is they who have justice, and boost the morale of all the troops.

"Oh, my God, yeah!

The Confederate cavalry cuts ahead in conjunction with the Imperial Assault, and each leads the soldiers out. In its slightly rear, the capable archers take a bending stand to intercept.

After seventy years, the curtain of war was cut and dropped.

Using the first performance as a border, the atmosphere of the two armies, which were 200 medas behind each other, changes.

"If one of you pulls out the sword, the other has to pull out the sword too...... unfortunately this is the reality. When the situation is ready, we start to fight on our own. No matter what I didn't do, this was all happening."

Gadinoa, unfastened of his fist, sits on one knee on the spot.

"... you choose this place as your place of death?

Alan got somewhat conjectured when he couldn't feel any war on him spilling sarcasm. I can read it from the unhectic look there, even though it seems to have been my intention from the beginning.

"One old soldier can just disappear from this world, wherever it is, it's on my own"

"Lord,... you looked like that that that day, didn't you?

Undo the fist erection that is no longer necessary and recall the moment of the former settlement.

"Such an old thing, is it something you remember?"

Looking at Gadinoa with his nose ringing and thinking about one thing - after taking the time to think briefly, Alan limped up to his sight and calmed himself down again in the same way.

If you sit around and put both fists on the ground, you'll be like, "What are you doing?" Asked by surprise.

"There was something I forgot to tell you"

That's right before, I tell Gadinoa to bow his head deeply.

"... thanks"

It was an emotion I had in that mind for years, I had never known how to express it before.

Watching him push silently to a word, Alan overlapped the words.

"I have me now because I could hear Vern's will.... If the Lord intends to, I have no stopping touch. So at least that's all I wanted to say while the Lord is alive."

Both armies that were visible behind each other moved out. Atmospheres tremble at countless shouts, and the earth thrashes on countless feet. This is still just the calorie emitted by some of the 200,000.

"It's not fair for me to survive alone. The power that dwelled in this body is too strong to be directed against anyone but your Lord"

It is a major factor that Kensei, who defeated the Sword Emperor, was kept out of the news that the former Great War was brought into the form of a truce.

The fact that the two armies together make a number of sacrifices of six million, but fail to develop into a unilateral war of aggression for the Federation that would have cost them more, is a major factor in the fact that there was equilibrium.

Seventy years later the status quo was expected to see the Empire's troop strength surpass that of the Federation.

Marshal Shire must be a vessel where surrender can also be put into perspective......

Alan thought it was possible that the Federation would surrender, although the people of the defeated country might be abused, the least realistic way to make more sacrifices.

If the Empire were to start a war of aggression, it also saw that it might not last long because the front Dougbalm, who is being rebelled against the agreement, would not be silent.

But with me, neither will come true...

He chose the path to be fulfilled here with the Sword Emperor because such possibilities must not be compromised.

Above all, I can understand Wern's mind. Now I couldn't think about killing many people or anything.

Sit still and poke each other in the face, even as the two armies push from front to back.

There are a number of ways to die to visit, and I have no idea which one it will be, whether it will be stomped on the hooves of a war horse, slaughtered by a knight, slaughtered by a soldier, shot through by an arrow.

Either way, there's no room left to fight anymore.

"Do you think this is an escape?

When the two armies were at a distance of 100 Meida, Alan asked how they were doing. Speak like you're exhausted and get Gadinoa an answer saying "it must be".

Soon, the Federation and Empire will be at war.

Thinking it would never cover up in the end, Alan looked up to the sky.

- And just now, a gleam of brilliance saw the moment flowing in from the edge of my sight.

A dazzling blue and white light thrust through the sky as it splits into one letter between the two armies.

An awesome glow to see forced the knights in command to desist from the assault.

The knights and soldiers who were still about to enter into battle stopped and saw nothing but the place where the light was shed.

It is on the south side of the South Plains, 200 Meida.

From behind the loose hills emerged a large army flying the flag of a neutral country.