Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

The fierce battle was extended. We really move forward a little bit as we slap the Imperial War Slave soldiers that push us.

The anger of the allies flies.

"Their weapons are poor! There's nothing you can do if you take it with your shield!

"There are only a lot of them. If you get tired and can't move, switch to the back!

"I can't help being turned to the side. Don't be unprepared."

I can also hear the enemy's anger.

"Just get out front. We only have an attack until the opponent collapses!

"Wrap it from all directions and squash it!

"There's a monster? Know or count!

Brawl goes even further out of order. I can also see a rush on Yarkov's face.

"This one wears me out first, even if I keep fighting sloppily."

He's right. We can't take advantage of force differences because of so much waste in enemy formations, and we manage to fight each other. Of course it would be huge that the gear and skill of the allies outweigh the enemies.

But unlike our enemies, most of these soldiers are out front and have little room for rest.

A soldier five times stronger than his enemies doesn't mean he can fight five times longer.

"You can't make this a long-lasting battle... target the Commander"

"That sounds like the only way."

Ancient times, East and West, if they hit the commander, the troops will disintegrate.

Especially the war slaves. They're just pushing by with simple orders. If you can do your head, it should collapse all at once.

"I'm with you on that one."

"I'm not gonna die."

I'll get out of the riot, and I'll hold Nautia.

"Hey, do what! You're suddenly going to start on the battlefield!? Think of a little more place and time. - Is that it?

"I have a desire to make your beautiful hips mine, but now look for the enemy commander"

Nautia slapped Pokon and my head after a few seconds of silence as I lifted her over her shoulder.

"Please, don't mislead me. Um... is that the flashy one?

The warriors wear crude brown protective gear.

Commanders with fine armor in them stand out more.

A good eyed nurtier or pipipi can easily discern.

"That one, okay"

I jump back into the chaos and head straight for the Commander.

It's like a wall of meat. It kicks through a bunch of war slaves and manages to approach them even as they suffer a scratch with spears and swords.

"What are you bringing? Anyway, push it in numbers...... hey! Isn't that an enemy?!? Somebody protect me."

It's too late for the commander to notice.

I was already rushing in with a scream.

"Wow!"

"Ugh!

Assault with a long sword protruding and a shield standing. He advances as he jumps and flies like a runaway carriage at enemy soldiers trying to obstruct his path, fleshing to his commander.

"Oh, my God!

He rushes to pluck the commander out of his sword with his shield and waves his long sword down lavishly on the head of the man with his butt.

There was even the feeling of crushing bones, tearing flesh and slamming the ground.

"Ugh!" "Hih, hih..."

There was no screaming.

A moment late, the commander's man falls, cracking to the right and left while dressed to sit on the ground.

Naturally, the blood and contents are still zero, and the surrounding enemy soldiers fall behind.

"And the commander was hit..."

"Oh, what are we gonna do... we're gonna run till we get an order!

Enemy soldiers around you collapse at once.

Soldiers in charge of keeping an eye on the warriors also retreated when the commander was hit, leaving no reason to stay on.

"We'll do something else at this rate! Target the commander thoroughly!

Cheer again from your surrounding allies.

"Oops."

"Then forgive me!

Catch the warrior woman who was trying to escape mixed up with her allies.

"Running away will be fought again. Come here quietly."

"Oh, no! That's how I'm gonna kill you! Let go!!

Take the hand of a woman who won't listen and rumble, and let her touch her groin. I can't afford to persuade you gently.

"Ah... what's this big... wow..."

"You've calmed down. Come on, be a prisoner."

He seemed fortunate to have already been stiffened by the excitement of the war.

"... ok. I'll be a prisoner."

That's fine.

He then carried out a series of targeted attacks on enemy commanders, mainly Yarkov, killing several commanders.

Celia seems to have noticed this intent as well, so she changes the formation and begins to aim for the enemy's protrusion.

One head after another, a group of war slaves eventually began to lose order.

"The enemy is going right and left! You can push it out now!

Celia says excitedly in front of me back at HQ.

It is true that the number of enemies has not decreased much, but they are becoming variant.

It is already no longer functioning as an army when it repeats senseless movements or when orders to withdraw and attack fly mixed within the same forces.

I was wondering if I could collapse if I had a total attack here......

"EXECUTIVE ORDER -!! Emergency order from the military command. One hundred and fifty, retreat, retreat immediately."

Surprise and discontent leak from the allies in a sudden retreat order. Even though I say I've struggled and finally gained an advantage.

"Stupid! I can't believe you backed off to kick their ass with another push!

Celia yells out loud, too. But the order went on.

"HQ Crisis! One hundred and fifty soldiers abandoned their right wing and came to the center. Repeat -"

See the main formation in a hurry. Soon the allies were pushed in big and the line was getting messy.

Cannons and great crossbows that were shooting hard at each other also look like the Imperial side is now shooting at each other unilaterally.

"The enemy has already pushed us closer to the main unit, and as it were..."

No matter how many enemies you slap on the right wing, if the main formation falls, that's it.

"Celia, I'm sorry, but your first victory has to be abandoned. We'll be on our way."

"Wow, I get it!

"Fortunately, the warrior soldiers are extremely confused. If we retreat now, there will be no pursuit."

Yarkov says with a serious face.

But it's ruined because of the female prisoner on the right.

"Minimum…"

"True. You bitch."

When I rode Celia's curse, I was also white-eyed by Natia.

I wonder why. Is it because I have a captive woman on my left?

The look of the main unit that rushed was worse than I thought.

The center of the allies is supposed to be there. Enemy infantry and knights are breaking in and engaging in random warfare.

"Manage to rebuild the front!

"I can't do it anymore! There's holes all over it, and enemies permeate it on a massive scale!

"Any reinforcements from both wings yet!?

"The right wing is doing its utmost to support the enemy, and the left wing is pushed off by the enemy to retreat greatly. I can't help you!"

"Is His Excellency Wolnasky still in command? It's not safe anymore. Step back, please!

"Tell your Excellency not to take a step back..."

Allied forces have not collapsed yet, but the disadvantage is clear.

The commander Onnasky doesn't run away, so the soldiers are barely stomping on him.

"The front is being broken everywhere. It won't go far like this, it'll collapse completely."

"We'll do something about it before it does."

An enemy knight came running in to stroke Celia's head.

"We're in the enemy line! Slash them from one end and destroy the Confederacy."

Rotate your body before you finish, breaking the knight's torso on the horse.

"All continue. Kill all enemies who have broken into the main unit. Don't kill your allies."

"" "Whoa!!

Me and one hundred and fifty soldiers have broken in, and the fighting within the army is even more disruptive.

An enemy that has eaten through an ally's defenses is attacked by knights and command personnel within the main unit.

One hundred and fifty soldiers roar on the flank of the enemy.

They slashed each other with swords, poked each other with spears, and some of them grabbed each other with bare hands, even those who were grabbing stones and beating each other.

In a way, we can also say that we were able to bring it into a brawl that we were good at.

"Kill the enemy in front of you anyway!

I can't even line up in this brawl. I just have to leave it to the power of the individual to fight.

Anyway, we have to kick our enemies out of the main force.

All I can do is fight magnificently, inspire my allies with my sword, and intimidate my enemies.

Knock off the enemy infantry while on foot, grab it by the enemy on the horse and drag it off.

Pull down the enemy grabbed bare hands from his back to the ground in reverse and beat him until his face collapses.

Take the enemy's sword with a long sword, reach out to grab the opponent's head and screw off his neck as he approaches.

Celia screamed unexpectedly at such a messy brawl.

"Dear Eigil, please get on the horse. Better be fought on horseback!

"I don't have a horse to ride because my porn horse got hurt."

Now Schwartz is running around with Pipi and Nautia on board.

Those two are much lighter than me on a fully armed one, and I fight the bow on the subject, so I move less intensely.

A horse other than Schwartz, if I wield a long sword or shield up there, it breaks my center of gravity and falls.

At that time, enemy soldiers point to Celia and scream.

"Isn't that woman on the horse, an enemy nobleman!? Do it!

Enemy infantry approaches Celia.

"It's not that easy!

With a sword deviating the tip of the spear that is protruded, Celia cuts off the wrist of the enemy.

"Ugh!

The enemy is cut off the artery of his hand and bleeds, inadvertently removing the spear.

A poke was seen in between, and a sword pierced the man's eyeball.

The man pierced from eye to head cramps once frightened and desperate.

"This woman!

"Drag it off!

Now three enemies rush at the same time and Celia finds herself.

But the three of them will never follow her.

"What are you gonna do to my Celia!

I rush toward the men, swinging and flashing my long sword as I run.

"What the fuck!

This woman's escort.

"Hey, what's this stupid big sword? - Hooray."

A dull, damp sound rang and two men were amputated.

"You, too."

Kick the last one with all your strength.

The man stopped rolling through the ground with his eyes and nostrils, and then also a blood reflex from his ears.

Are you all right, Celia?

"Yes..."

Then comes the soldiers of the allies defending the main formation around Celia one after the other.

"You are the Commander of the reinforcements! That was helpful!

"We have fallen apart from the squad in the midst of a riot so... we will enter under your command in an emergency. Instructions."

"What? What!?

Panicking Celia, but more and more allies are coming around.

Troops and detached soldiers are gathering one after another.

"The squire was a brilliant addition. You've kept the Lord in good stead!

Celia on horseback and me waving my long sword around on foot.

It was obvious which one looked like a superior officer.

I don't mind. If Celia orders me, I feel a hundred times better than Leopold.

"It's also a waste of time to correct it. You give the instructions."

That's what I tell you. Celia commands her allies one after another, bewildered.

"Whoever possesses the sword and the short spear, join a pair of five and sweep the enemies in the battalion."

"Copy that! I didn't know it was so comfortable to be ordered by a Rin woman..."

"Whoever has a bow and a crossbow, please gather with me. Summarize the numbers before providing assistance."

"Okay! Oh... poor thing."

"The right wing will be fine for a while. My team will prevent the left-wing direction. Please concentrate on the front enemy. Let us know as soon as the rear cavalry moves."

"I understand! I want to be trampled."

As Celia gives one order after the other, Yarkov and I will kill off allowances and enemies gradually.

I also feel something is wrong, but I'm not offended, so let's try to be good.

With 105 struggles and Celia's command, the enemies who broke into the main force were gradually driven away.

Eventually, each soldier on our side manages to restore order and succeed in rebuilding the front.

"Looks like you managed to support me."

Celia wiped her fur and sweat.

And he was a brilliant conductor. Wouldn't you be able to do much better than me?

"Oh no... I can't believe I'm taking command instead of Master Eigil..."

"No, Lord Celia's command was brilliant. I was watching, and I was falling in love."

"Shut up, rapist."

Yarkov snorts at me.

Celia has a very different face for me and the others.

I've been getting along with Rae and other women lately, but I hear Yarkov isn't one of them in Celia.

"The 105 guys won't be able to fight anymore. We need to give him a break."

It's a battle in the main force after dealing with plenty of warrior soldiers on the right wing.

I just can't do this any more. Everyone is on the spot right now.

"Until the next enemy arrives..."

As soon as Celia opens her mouth, a tremendous roar sounds and the earthen smoke rises.

"It's shelling -!!"

"The brawl broke out and they shot the cannon!

Know who you are with the shouts of your allies.

"Chi... a cannon"

After the first shot, the dokadoka and shells continue to fall.

They must be coming shooting at us with quite a few cannons.

"Line up the cannons, too! Shoot back!"

An ally commander screams and the shelling begins here as well.

"Is this the battle between the great powers… how many cannons are there to match enemy allies"

The sound of an Imperial shell landing mixed with the sound of an Allied shell spraying fire, making my ears hurt worse than during an earlier riot.

"But these cannons are visible and rare... they are unfavourable in shelling battles"

Yarkov said hard.

I guess. Each time this cannon sprays a single fire, five or six enemy shells have fallen.

On a good note, there was a broken cannon rolling around. Was it pretty much done in the first shelling battle?

"Ugh!

"Oh, head, what can I do!?

One hundred and fifty people are also fleeing.

There's nothing I can do because the iron ball falls from above my head.

"Jump to the right place. Pray you don't die after that."

I want to cover my allies' artillery, too, but I can't do anything more than 200 meters away in a gunfight.

But what I don't do. If I don't feel good, I grab a rolling ball by the side of a broken cannon.

"Hmm!"

I tried to throw in the mood, but the balls fall near the center of the enemy allies.

"Again, no. It doesn't reach this distance."

"No... I flew over 100m... is it a monster"

I figured it out. Maybe Brunhilde will get it.

"Hey, Brunhilde."

"Hey, I thought you remembered your concubine with a monster."

Soon Brunhilde was right near me.

Maybe he was much closer from the start.

"There would be no reason for that. Please... you can do whatever you want. I don't want to get shot."

"It's suspicious. Well, fine. So, what are you gonna make me do?

I look around and point to the broken cannon and the shells scattered around it.

"I want the enemy cannons to throw that at me. Your power might make it."

"... I had no idea you'd let a woman have such a heavy object... haha, I'll make it up to you later"

Brunhilde heads to the broken cannon, saying so.

"Yeah, that ball-- hey, that's not true."

"You should throw this."

Brunhilde throws the sole towards the enemy formation.

Sole, who drew a large parabola, fell brilliantly over the enemy artillery... and blew the three gates together.

"... you're lying"

"Huh? Huh!? It's not a dream."

Few allies were watching this one in the fierce shelling, but still the soldiers watching rub their eyes all the time saying they couldn't believe it. I'm going to hear some surprises from the enemy.

Not only the cannons that have now been destroyed, but the cannons around them have also stopped spraying fire.

Brunhilde grabbed the Broken Cannon and threw it at the enemy.

I guess this would be the birth and noise of a hero if this was a muscular big man, but I can only doubt my eyes because it was done by a looking little girl.

"There's another one."

She throws when she grabs up the abandoned cannon again.

Now slightly out of aim and falling in front of the enemy formation, but the artillery thrown at super high speed rolls down the ground, turning it into a giant iron mass and knocking down the enemy soldiers.

"My shoulder hurts. This is not good."

The last and only thing Brunhilde lifted was a supply carriage.

Luckily, people didn't seem to be on board, but the carriage still loaded with water barrels flies as it rotates.

It's a strange sight.

The carriage falls slightly behind the enemy artillery squad, making a flashy breaking noise.

Soon the enemy shelling was visibly thinner.

The damage would have been known, but it would also upset me if the carriage was just a cannon.

"I'm tired. I bathed in the sun. I'm going to bed."

That's what Brunhilde pulls back in.

I have to entertain her plenty tonight.

"Enemy shelling has stopped!

"All right, slap the enemy cannon in this gap!

Allied shelling intensifies.

But I'm afraid it's sad. The small number of guns gates is obvious and very effective hitting is unlikely to be given.

This disadvantage remains unchanged.

"Dear Chieftain, the bright red ones are coming forward!

That's when Pipi over Schwartz stared and said.

"Bright red... enemy uniforms, especially high-ranking officials, seem to wrap red..."

Pipi stares even more.

"Full of bright red cavalry. There is one man with a flashy decoration in the middle. Cannon? He's yelling behind it."

Me and Yarkov, Celia face to face.

"A flashy ornament with lots of knights... the enemy commander class has come out to rebuild their upset artillery?

At the same time as I ask, I grab the big crossbow arrow that was beside me and run out.

I'm not going to brawl, so I drop the long sword on the spot.

My mind tells me this is my last chance to win.

I fly out on the front of my side and walk away sick.

Fortunately, no one is in between because the enemy allies were engaged in artillery warfare.

The distance is over 200 m, while I say if I run alone.

Cannons can't change their aim quickly, and shooting at one of me won't hit them first.

"Hey, what!? One of them just stormed in."

"Shoot the arrow!

Still, the enemy reacts quickly and the arrow flies.

I kept running with my shield sticking out.

The feet and torso are protected by a shield, and the arrows flying in the face are paid off by a dual crater.

There's no other way to stab an arrow in the protruding area. It shouldn't be fatal.

One in the right belly and one missed shot stab in the left shoulder.

Heavy pain runs but no problem. If your leg and right hand are safe, you can go to battle.

The distance is about 50m, and I drop the dual crater on my right hand to grab the arrow.

And look out for the flashy decorative man behind the artillery position.

I can see it from this distance - it should have been.

"Are you sheltering!

The man must be protected by a shield erected by the knights around him, I can't confirm his appearance.

I stepped that if I went in alone, I wouldn't bother to defend myself or anything, but why are the knights of the Empire loyal to their duties?

"That's not good. If you turn around here, it's a needle."

A wild voice calls me from behind when I waver that I may have to aim anymore.

"Your head! Leave it to us!

"Let's go, bastards!

One hundred and fifty soldiers followed me when I saw my advance.

The enemy rushes to a subsequent appearance and begins to consolidate his defense.

"All right, you guys, be stepping stones!

While I'm at it, the soldiers seem to have figured out what I'm after.

He falls to the ground so that the man at the bottom sits down, and the next man rides over it.

"Hey, what are those guys!

"Creepy! Shoot him, shoot him!

An arrow flies and pierces the soldiers who lay defenseless.

"Gu... he stabbed me in the leg..."

"On my arm... a little later, bear with me."

"Dosli in the ass hole... no, no! Yikes!

Suffering and screaming leaked but still 105 soldiers did not collapse.

This is the completion of the "Throw Table" by the men.

"Let's go. Bear it."

I don't hesitate to step on that platform and climb.

More distressed voices leaked than when the arrows stabbed him, and he even heard the sound of a broken bone.

I'm sorry. If I win, I'll reward you with money and a woman.

Step through the man at the top thoughtfully and leap, leaping high in the air.

Look down at your enemies as they dance in the universe.

From the ground I could clearly confirm the flashy armor that I couldn't see surrounded by shields.

A moustache that looks great on a flirty cloak...... definitely. He's a commander.

I have eyes for eyes with an enemy general with his lips open.

"Hmm!"

Throw all over me, please don't come off after throwing, I made a wish on the arrow.

If I take this off and run back, I'll look too bad.

Did you get my wish, Daisei threw it flying precisely towards the enemy general?

"Protect His Excellency the Commander of the Legion!

One of the knights sets up a shield and flies out in front of the enemy general.

I'm ready for a big time. If this were a concurrent throw, he would have become a hero who presented himself and protected the general.

But my throwing arrow was perfectly powered by me.

The roaring and flying arrow pierces the protruding shield like paper, as does the knight himself.

Stick it out of the knight's back and stab it deep into the enemy general's chest.

Make sure my fine moustache stains bright red with the blood it blows out before I fall to the ground.

"Guh! Guh!

I fell from my belly after my intention to take a brilliant passive like Celia's light business failed. It weighed too differently.

I can't breathe out of my lungs, and I can squeeze hard.

"Hooray!

It's not a joke, such as flipping in front of an enemy line.

I know, but I can't move because I'm stuck breathing.

I thought this was dead...

"Gu, the Legion Leader has been hit!

"What are you going to do!? Back off or a relapse?

"Anyway, let's back off. Wait for the Vice General's orders!

The enemy slowly retreats without leaving it to me to roll. Apparently, he picked up his life.

"Mmm-hmm. Looks fine."

When I looked at the position on my side as I breathed, Brunhilde was stopping with the big rock in charge.

When it sounds like it, it throws it away, and a loud noise sounds.

Seems like he was going to throw it if I was really in danger.

You had me scattered today. Pay back plenty of money on the floor.

"Protect the Admiral! Defensive attitude!"

A few moments later, 105 soldiers surround me with shields.

"Let's get this one down once too. I'll lend you my shoulder."

I say it's unnecessary for Yarkov to reach out.

I don't have that deep of a hand, and I don't want to snuggle with a sweaty man.

"Agil, are you okay? You need medicine?"

Oh, you rushed me to Nautia.

"No... I don't think I can stand... give me your shoulder"

"Okay! Get caught."

I borrow Nautia's shoulder and keep myself.

Her cautious but definite puffiness hits the chest plate as she snuggles her shoulders together.

The smell of plenty of sweat is not offensive either for some reason.

"I'll support you too!

I rushed in as well. I turned my hand around Celia's waist and stroked her ass.

They don't seem to care about the details because they're both worried about me. Hehe, this is good.

The Imperial Army corps then stopped for a while, staring at this one, and eventually slowly retreated south.

As time went by, a messenger came from the White Capital General Command.

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Federal VS Imperial War Forces Comparison (Current + Damage = Mobilization Limit. There's still room if it's not enough)

Olga Federation "In South Coast Fight"

Soldiers now have a mobilisation limit of 1.14 million, 2.5 million.

Garland Empire

Soldiers now have 1.42 million (of which 460,000 are war men) mobilisation limit of 3.1 million. Both damages are 2.14 million (not including war men)

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Protagonist Agil-Hardlet, 24, early spring.

Status Legend of the Border of the Kingdom of Goldonia Mount Big Lords and Eastern Great Lords Friends of Dwarves Friends of King Ares Heroes of Dragon Killing

Elf intermediaries

5500 members of the 105th Temporary Formed Corps of the Lower Army

Accompanying Celia (Commander) Marta (Waiting) Nautia (Special Archer) Rare (Waiting)

Brunhilde (Monster) Pipi (Archer)

Messerschmidt (dog) Schwartz (injury) Mirmi (under dive) Yarkov (deputy general)

Property Gold Coins 13000

450 Experience 55 + 555 children given birth