Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

I fall asleep in a simple futon in a battlefield tent to relieve my march fatigue.

Don't worry about an ambush. Because there's frequent enemy information coming in from the scouts Leopold released in large numbers.

The arrival of the enemy seems to be long overdue around noon tomorrow.

Originally, the enemy wasn't strange about Zan-Dora first either.

But the enemy troops are marching unhurriedly and firmly wary of ambushes and traps.

If you're too close to this scourge, you're not going to hide just by driving away the cavalry.

"The enemy will also know this information with scouts and spies. Twenty thousand or so. You're telling me I'm gonna tear you from the front."

"Sekkou Kiraike Cycle Sai!

Harpy makes a scene over me talking to myself.

You seem to mistake it for soap. When I took a bubble bath, the bubble splashed and it was amazing.

Most harpies leave it to Rafen and Pippi and Porch, but I brought them around to see if they could use only one of the most connected to me as a liaison.

I put it out on the road to contact Rafen and saw it, but half an hour later I caught a pigeon and came back.

They forgot what to do as a result of being excited to find food.

I can't wait to get to the enemy by mistake, Leopold, fired the conductor with Tristan's opposition, and this guy was downgraded to my duvet.

"Kancho! Kancho! Itai! Demo creepy!"

"Ha, Kancho, you're different, you sketchy bastard"

I hold my little harpy and kiss her shoulder to neck repeatedly.

Harpy gets my kiss and tickles, but it's not a real resistance, and if you gently touch the thigh and groin area, that little resistance will soon disappear.

"Koubi! Koubi!

"Oh, mate."

I pull Harpy in, hug her, take her lips.

The bird's feet gently crease before stretching out the pin. The center is already ready to make a child.

There seem to be quite a few men holding women before the war.

Is it because instinctive fear of death still demands a woman's body?

Of course I'm unusual.

"Peak Wael Oboetel!

Packle my groin while Harpy makes a gentle noise.

I suck at mouth moves like no more, but I'm adorable at innocently mogging.

Celia and Myra also offered to play pre-war games with the women of the bow cavalry, but not for a whole day until the arrival of the enemy. I refused because it was too much and if it interfered with my body, it would affect their lives.

"You just run away into the sky when the battle starts, so you're fine with attacking too much."

Grab her head gently and let her mouth off her male roots, hugging her as she wraps her little body around her wings.

"Pea."

Harpy holds my neck in her winged hands with a bum and wings.

The face-to-face seating posture, basically this posture when interacting with her.

They become unstable on the ride because their hands are wings, and because they are small and lightweight like children, they are heavy when they are caught in a normal position.

So I prefer a face-to-face seat that holds me tight and doesn't even weigh in, but now I wanted to change my mood a bit.

"I'll take it from behind."

I throw Harpy into the futon and go around back.

Then hold the base of the leg and hit the male root in the hole so that the big nail on the bird leg does not hit it.

"Pea! Itsmotigau! Cowaii!"

"Don't get violent. 'Cause I'm gonna give you the proper support."

Grabbing it from behind makes Harpy feel like she's stuck in a futon, but unlike humans, she can't support her weight with both hands, so she needs to hold it up.

Hmm, I always feel like I'm holding a little kid.

It's small and tongueless, with little breasts and a single hole.

"Oops... as narrow as ever... a fine adult"

When the force is exerted, the male roots sink slowly.

It's still a small but grown female.

"Hmm."

"Piggy! Hitta! Henna Tokoroatal! Big guy!

I poked him in the back. I waved as I held her half way up.

"Tell me if it hurts. Oh, don't be narrow and rub."

"Halagamoria gal mocomo kosr"

The thin belly of the harpy is raised with every single poke.

If she were human, she would be very intolerable. After all, demonic bodies are different from people.

"Chew chew stei"

Harpy comes desperately twisting her body as she gets poked.

"Oh, a kiss."

She nostalgic for me and is becoming a little different from other individuals because of her layering her body over and over again.

Seeding and sexiness are required in mating with other harpies, but this guy turns his love from himself to foreplay and ask for a kiss.

Hold her body up so her lips can reach.

You're totally holding it up and connecting from behind rather than backing it up already.

"Pigi...... mot okikunatas kosikursii"

"You're the one who loves me. I'm sorry."

I reach out one hand and rub my almost flat chest while kissing as I ask.

Her light body can be supported twelve times with one hand.

"You can go from behind, right? I'll make it better."

"Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh! Baldness!"

It makes your hips move harder and harder.

Did Harpy lose patience with the pleasure of pushing him over? Bumping his hands and feet and rambling him.

Unlike people, these places have nothing to endure. Wings hit her face many times, but that's also a sign of holding her.

"Ski Dai Ski Isitel Isitel!

My breath also comes screwing my tongue desperately with constant words.

"Me, too."

I tangle my tongue tightly, then release my lips and suck it all over my neck.

"Fire quarrelu"

A small scream rises. I think I had pain because I smoked quite a bit.

But she's already close to ascension, and some pain should be a sexy spice.

"Akle! Ookiino! Kuru!"

Harpy's body starts to tremble as the pain of sucking seems to have come to a last stop as expected.

I'll pick my nipples with both hands for nothing.

By letting go of her hand, her body was supported by a single male root, penetrating deep into her body.

――――

There was a tall roar that was no longer the voice of a man or the cry of a bird.

It spreads like when the wings fly, and vice versa, the legs extend like when they land.

The movement of the legs and the tightening holes at the top further attack the male roots.

The defiant head pushes his chest, his expression opens his eyes, opens his big mouth and sticks his tongue out. Positively terminated.

If you look closely, your pupils are slightly different from people's. It's creepy and exotic.

Harpy, who noticed me peeking into her eyes, is trying to subtly change her distorted expression to the top.

Is it possible that you are trying to smile at me?

When I think about it, my male roots suddenly complain about the limits.

There's no reason to be patient, so don't hesitate to let me go inside.

"Gu"

When I groaned and started ejaculating, Harpy's reaction changed.

Instinct or spread wings wanting to seed come around my neck again.

His lower back, which was only cramped, also moved to match the pulse of ejaculation, and he had more massive seeds of cancer.

"Codomo tsuyoi codomo...... um......"

"He's cute. I'll sow you as much as I can."

I stop moving completely, hug her so she wraps her body around and fall straight back.

I gently rub Harpy's nipples while ejaculating in the back whenever possible.

The little nipple grows as far as the fingertips with the peak, and slowly dwindles again as the waves pass.

Looks like her long peak is over.

I'll let her go, too, when I'm done seeding and hugging her.

"Phew."

"Pie."

It was when we both breathed a sigh of breath as we remained one.

The tent opened badly.

"Lord, excuse me for the rest of the day! We have a messenger from the enemy army."

The open soldier's face panicked after saying so quickly, and a startled look.

You're a funny guy. You know I had a woman because that's all I had to say.

"The messenger? What more do we tell him now?"

When I stood up, I fell out making a noise as the male roots softened out of the sperm.

"Yes! He wants to tell the lord directly...... do you want him to wait?

"No, I'll be right there"

This one's just out of hand.

Harpy is stuck in the futon and shivering, and if he plays World War II, he'll be dead.

"Hey... did you see that?"

"Oh... I thought you were holding a woman to the economy."

"No way Harpy...... I didn't know you had a demon"

The soldiers are whispering something from behind, but I can't even hear it.

"How much do you like women when you have holes, even demons? I knew it wasn't that bad."

"More than that, look at that Harpy face. He's smiling with pleasure... if the lord holds him, even the demons will fall."

"It's like a puddle that bothers me. How good it would feel if they let that one out in your ass."

I can't hear you, but apparently you're complimenting me.

The enemy messenger is seated in a chair placed with one potun in a wide tent, standing as a convoy surrounds him.

As far as Celia is concerned, she has a sword.

If the messenger makes an inadvertent move, he'll jump his neck immediately.

"I'm the hardlet. What does it look like now?

It's a rambling way of saying it, but I'm not going to be the one to be more polite now.

You tricked the Goldonian kingdom into waging war in the first place.

"... then do me a favor quickly"

The messenger breathes softly and gives him a loud voice.

I have a cold sweat on my forehead, but I have no choice. Given the current situation, you will know that you are less likely to be able to go home alive.

"It is the words of His Majesty Wilhelmina, Emperor of the Eugrian Empire!

"Do you want to slash it?

If I do, Celia will wave up her sword at what looks great.

If I interrupt, it'll take extra time, so let me just say it.

"Don't go down to our military gates immediately without compromising soldiers and the people through unhelpful engagements at the Hardlett Border Uncle! If we descend without a fight, we shall give the peace and proper place to the clan."

"Oh, well."

Wilhelmina doesn't think I'm going down for real either.

Just say it. Look. In case you accept it, you're thinking about making money.

Only this poor man's life will be lost if he fails.

"So..."

Celia waves up her sword, and Myra pulls out her lower back sword as well.

The messenger makes the toughest face possible but his eyes are swimming and he's going to cry.

"I know how you feel, but there's nothing you can do about killing this guy."

There is no disrespect in slashing and throwing away a request for treachery that looks great for an ambush attack with multiple lies. Rather naturally.

But slashing this guy doesn't change anything, and slaying the irresistible guy doesn't have a good aftertaste.

"How do you respond"

I guess my loyalty to Wilhelmina is serious. I wave to get rid of the messenger who is also pressing for a response in this situation.

"You're not going to take it. We're done here. Eat your dinner and go home."

"You'll regret it!

It's a pretty good throwaway dialogue, but even if you say it with such a relieved face, you're angry.

"Such a disrespectful guy is too sweet even though he deserves to be slashed! No, it's more like you're calm somewhere than sweet."

"Speaking of which, you had a loving look from the beginning.... Ah!?

Celia and Myra face each other.

"Didn't you take that girl to make a duvet!

"Stick it in besides people again without a shrink... one day you'll even grow tentacles from your cock!

Ha ha, you're out of line.

"I don't know what to do, but if you don't surrender, I will."

When the messenger rises, another shadow enters through the entrance.

The black coat, which covers the head to ankle perfectly, is now a little uncomfortable in its spring.

She has followed me to the battlefield with the life of Brunhilde, a vampire woman I want to call by name but she won't tell me.

"The sun has fallen, so I'll be by your side."

She stands beside me, and the messenger tries to gently flush it and leave...

A messenger sees a woman twice as surprised.

"Oh, you, no way..."

"Anything?"

The messenger is just flabbergasted to see something incredible.

But the woman immediately turned her gaze back to the front after just glancing with an emotionless eye.

"What are you doing? Get the hell out of here when you're done!

Celia, hurried by an apostle who stopped moving, opened the tent.

As soon as possible, a suddenly strong wind blows in.

"Ugh!?

……

The messenger now raises a barbaric voice.

I hold my head by accident, too.

The woman has my face, but the cause is in this guy's outfit.

The wind turned up the woman's long coat, but this guy wasn't wearing anything down there.

Besides, he's not just a naked coat, he's tying his whole body up with wilderness rope.

At the end of the day, the tension type of the polar thickness was stabbed in the groin.

"And excuse me!

The messenger runs away early enough.

Aren't you going to eat your dinner? You're a bad guy.

"No way Kifil is like that... it can't be. Are you being forced to? No, then she should cut her life off early. Then he taught me... even a select agent... a horrible one."

This guy is also saying bumps.

It's called an earlier soldier, if you have something to say, say it more clearly.

"Fair enough. Sleep till the enemy arrives."

"Then I'll be the pillow. You won't be able to use the duvet with all the juice."

"No, I was wondering if a pillow would make me softer."

"I'm here too!!

"Mr. Irigina, please bathe in the water first! Why do you smell so sweaty!

It's going to be a luxurious break.

- The next day, after noon.

"Enemy troops have appeared! It's a big army!

An army of enemies is finally looming before us.

"The enemy was going to slap us in the field formation, right from the start,"

"Isn't that convenient?"

We're not going to play defense either, caged in Zandra from the start.

Beat your enemies in the field and defeat them.

"Don't worry about anything. That Tristan even said," I'm ready. If we lose this, we can die. "

Everybody's eyes go to Tristan.

Is it true, Tristan?

"Be prepared, Tristan."

"Don't lie to me. 'I'm ready for once, it'll be better than nothing. If you're lucky, maybe you can win.' I'm not saying it's okay if I die... but my life is more important."

Tristan makes a pitiful voice, and I can hear little laughs from outside Celia and the others.

Has it soothed a little?

"I'm rough."

"You ain't got no balls to harden before the war."

Tristan's a bit of a pussy, too, in a different way than Leopold.

"Then I'll go"

I shake my head gently to answer Leopold's question.

"Bow cavalry, move on, all units!

The 6000 bow cavalry runs simultaneously with the decree.

About a tenth of the enemy in numbers, but cavalry advances are not as powerful as infantry's.

"Hmm, that's fast."

It means two things.

Bow cavalry responds quickly to orders. And the enemy is quick to take the anti-cavalry formation.

"Well, it's supposed to be."

At the same time as Tristan says, the bow cavalry stops his legs and releases arrows simultaneously.

A 6000 arrow strikes the universe, but the next arrow is released before the arrow falls to the ground.

It made three meanings. Bow cavalry shooting is also incredibly fast.

Watch the arrows at a rate like a bender, pull the strings and release them.

And while the strings are still making noise, the next arrow can be observed.

"Twice the average archer...... no, triple is fast. It's 18,000 archers!

The enemy seems to know about the bow cavalry, forming a formation that deformed the opposing cavalry, and putting up a great shield to consolidate their defense.

However, many arrows jump into the gap of the shield if they are shot at so badly that they are visible and their enemies are starting to die.

"Goddamn it! Shoot me in the face! There's nothing you can do about it!

"Don't wander. Soon the archers will respond."

Are the enemies just tired of being shot unilaterally, with their shields gently opened and archers shooting back at them all at once?

But it doesn't arrive at all.

"Ten steps back!

At Luna's behest, the bow cavalry slowly lowers and continues to fire arrows again abruptly.

"I'll take advantage of this slight difference."

"That's exactly the line."

I got some bows used by Southern Euglia during previous battles in the southern region.

After looking into it, the bow they use is pretty good, but it's slightly inferior to the bow we use.

Especially with a maximum range of dozens of short steps, this was important.

"The range varies depending on the skill, but I don't think more users than the bow cavalry do. If you fight for these dozens of steps without coming close..."

"He shoots me unilaterally."

Arrows continue to descend without rest to the enemy formation.

The big shield raised is already full of arrows, and if you are tired and your arms are lowered, the arrows will jump and scream immediately.

"Fuck, how many people are shooting at me!?

"There's arrows all around you! It would be too much for anything!

"Come on, you're going to cut the arrow!

You seem to hear the frustration of enemy soldiers.

The bow cavalry is loaded with arrows on the hips, horses' backs, and all parts in addition to the arrows on their backs.

That number is not fifty or a hundred.

This is also due to Lintblum's full production of military supplies.

Arrows are already stockpiled like mountains, and they are still being made more and more today.

"The enemy cavalry has arrived."

Not surprisingly, a cavalry rushes from the side of the enemy against a bow cavalry.

Will there be two thousand each?

Then the bow cavalry turned around and began to flee.

"Running away!?

"Oh, go after him!

As the enemy cavalry tries to track them down while being distracted, naturally the zah arrows pour down.

Unlike infantry, a cavalry that can't use the shield's defenses is also heavily damaged by arrows.

"Damn, stop! Once stopped!"

"They're coming forward!

"Assault! Jump into your nostalgia!

"No. He's gonna shoot me while I'm running again!

The bow cavalry pulls if the enemy proceeds, pulls and proceeds.

Bow range Continue shooting extensively while maintaining critical distance.

"This time we will treat them only as archers with excellent mobility. Since wear and tear should be avoided wherever possible on the assumption of a long-term battle"

When he leaves a body with few enemy cavalry he can't help but fall back behind the enemy formation, the bow cavalry starts attacking the enemy formation again.

The enemy is only in a defensive position and never collapses with just an arrow.

But if you keep getting shot at without this much pull, you'll also get in the way of changing formation and moving, and most importantly, soldiers will come in a hurry.

It's just that the enemy is not stupid either, so if we keep going like this, the enemy will come to change tactics.

"It fits around. We'll move here."

Leopold raises his hand gently.

The bow cavalry, which until now continues to shoot arrows from the front, cracks left and right so as to open the way, during which the infantry corps rushes forward on their feet.

"At this time!

"Yeah, discontinue scattering! Destroy the cavalry and turn it into an attack."

"I heard the main force in the hardlet army was the cavalry, but it's the infantry that sets me up? Intelligence. That's a different story."

The enemy is showing some confusion that this one does not use cavalry assault.

I'll manage to change the formation, but because of the arrows that keep coming down, it doesn't seem to be neat...

"I'll hit it"

Frontlines between the two armies collide.

"Go! Go in!

"The scatterers are coming! Aim in the crossbow, archers will come in handy this time! Put the big shield down, get out of the way!

An allied soldier's short spear slams the enemy's large shield foot and causes it to fall.

A further swordsman hits his shield with his enemies, pulling him down from the impending impasse and sticking a sword up his throat.

And the enemy also unleashes a crossbow in unison, launching an attack on the upset and driving them away.

"Enemy troops have collapsed. Pursue him and make a hole."

It was when a team of enemies tried to attack.

A pean and a tall sound made a single arrow passing over the head of an enemy ally.

"Warning! Get down!"

Soldiers of allies lay down on the ground at once.

The enemy soldiers don't know what this one is doing, and they stand still.

Almost simultaneously, countless wind cuts continued, and the rain of arrows even shot at the enemy who was in the attack state by removing his shield.

"Around!" "He shot me in the White Soldier's War!" "I can't stop this! Pull!"

The bow cavalry has just stopped shooting at enemy allies since they came into contact, staring sharply at the war.

Then shoot one sounding arrow the moment your allies are about to collapse or your enemies are defenseless.

When you hear a noise, either lay low or protect it with a shield, and there comes an exact projectile.

"Yeah, now I can't go as far as I think!

"If I harden my guard against the arrows, this time the infantry will stop by."

The enemy is baffled by the simultaneous attacks of arrows and infantry.

"I've trained so much."

"It's obvious it's inferior in numbers, so if we can't do this, we won't talk about it."

Myra stretches her chest as she says it.

And Leoporto kept giving detailed instructions as he watched the war.

Soon Tristan is gone.

"Infantry attacks are not aimed at repelling enemies either. We will continue the battle with as much damage as possible."

"Oh."

I turn my arm with a long sword on my shoulder.

I don't know if it's time yet.

He was an ally who continued to fight well with the support of a bow cavalry and tanks, but this infantry is 14,000 against 70,000 enemies.

Because the enemy is laying a thick formation to stop the cavalry breakthrough, it's not as unfavourable to the front force as the numbers, but it still eventually begins to squeeze.

Stand back, right flank.

"The left flank also retreats while protecting the center"

"Concentrate in the center on the front. Never allow a breakthrough."

As Leoporto and Myra and Celia raise their voices, the front line slips back and forth.

"Wouldn't it be a bad idea if it stayed like this?

My allies are barely broken even as I retreat because my command is brilliant.

Still, the pace of retreat is slowly rising, and this one of the widows will happen to be in total collapse if they break through at any point.

"The Iridina cavalry is also playing. Why don't you just put it on the side of the enemy?

"No need"

Leoporto assures me.

……

I stroke my neighbor Celia silently. That's oddly stiff.

"Um..."

It was giddo. It's a mess, get over there.

The allies retreat as they are pushed back by the enemy, and the command we have slowly lowers to suit it.

Eventually the city of Zan-Dora was seen next door.

Doesn't it make sense if they push us all the way behind Zan-Dora, no matter how much?

"I don't mind. The enemy moves better."

As soon as Leopold is right and pushed backwards than Zan-Dora, the enemy moves slowly.

Eventually his legs stop and he slowly retreats and takes his distance so that he can regain his posture.

"The enemy retreats? In this situation?

Celia tilts her neck wonderfully, too.

This one is still alive, but the damage to the enemy is no big deal, given the scale.

There should be no point in loosening your hands here at all.

Whatever it is, it should be possible to push us in and drop Zandra first.

"Look behind you"

I looked back, but there are only streets. That's the way we came.

"That's right. There are streets. If the enemy pushes in any further - or drops Zan-Dora first - it could cause us to retreat if we see it as impossible to carry on."

If this one runs away, why not? It's an enemy victory.

"It is obvious that the enemy's purpose is to destroy this field force at the same time as the Zan-Dora attack, if you get the city and we get away with it, it's one hand down. The enemy doesn't want to fight again in the depths more in our favor, near Rafen"

Don't you want to get away with it because you want to settle it all at once?

"Anyway, our main force is the cavalry, and the enemy, as you can see, is the infantry. This will not allow a decisive pursuit."

So, Leoporto adds.

"The enemy does not push in like this, but always switches to siege"

The watchman speaks up before he finishes.

"The enemy formation is broken in three! The front line comes forward again to pack the distance. The left-right formation has begun a great detour!

"Thirty thousand in the center, twenty thousand in the left wing and twenty thousand in the right wing respectively. What would Sir Hardlett do?

If you stay like this, you'll be surrounded and slapped.

"Break through the center with all your power. I'll take the lead."

"I'll give you."

I hold the long sword but Leopold shook my head.

"No, you can't."

I grabbed the sword because of it. Celia turned it upside down, too.

"The enemy will want that, too. The center will hold this side thoroughly in defense, wrapped with left and right wings as we move through the breach."

Don't do that if you trick into breaking through.

"The center is undoubtedly the heaviest formation. And it will also have a left wing that goes between Zan-Dora and us. The most vulnerable is the right wing of the role that goes around the rear."

"Then we'll hit the right wing."

"Waha!! I'm coming too!!

"Please don't"

Shoulder blush again. You're confused about what to do with the spear that Irigina also shook up.

"If it strikes now, it will eventually be besieged. First of all..."

At the same time that Leopold gives instructions again, this one also breaks the formation into three parts, just like the enemy.

Each formation raises a large shield high enough to be thoroughly defensive.

"You're breaking the widow into three!?

"Stupid...... have you finally worn out"

"No matter how many defenses you consolidate, there's no way you're going to be able to carry this difference."

A moment of agitation from the enemy formation, followed by a mockery.

It's a strange way to look at it from me, not good at tactics.

"Don't you ask why?

"I don't ask anymore. Do whatever you want... well, I know you're behind the scenes."

I smile slightly as I move in the left hand direction.

The allies retreat in the center, the wings go left and right as big as they hate the siege, and the enemy cracks left and right even bigger in an attempt to complete the siege.

The formation of enemy allies leaves so far apart that it cannot be said that they are both wings at the earliest.

Leoporto narrows his eyes like an eagle and looks at the whole thing.

And -.

"Now"

The moment the center and left flank come into contact, when we approach the right flank of the enemy, the fire arrow is released vertically at Leoporto's direction.

"Yes, sir. I'll be there."

I thought I heard that voice.

Green grass splashes with flashes.

Without putting your hair down, countless earthen smokes rise from the right wing of the enemy who was competing with us to complete the siege, and the soldiers fall apart and dance through the universe.

"Cannon."

Gun smoke is rising from where it just looked like a meadow.

If you look closely, a shallow hole was dug and the cannon was contained.

There was grass in front of the cannon gate, which would not have been very clear from afar, to say the plains.

I didn't think I'd see artillery and artillery since yesterday... was Tristan ready for this as well when he disappeared along the way?

I was only thinking of competing with this one that there would be no ambush for the enemy either because it's a promising plain.

While in defenseless position, he ate a real shell.

With only one simultaneous fire, the enemy is in havoc, the formation is disturbed, and the soldiers are turning right and left.

Here's another way to complete it.

"Kahe."

All the great shields are defeated with the decree.

Oh, boy, you're finally free from your cramped posture.

Sir Hardlett, it's your turn.

"Leave it to me."

I grab a long sword and run toward the right wing of an enemy upset by shelling.

Guards, Iridina's cavalry, and infantry 'thirteen thousand' follow.

"Huh? Why!?

"The enemy must have broken into three parts... there must be an entire army here..."

The right wing of the enemy cannot hide further agitation.

I look behind me in a chill as I storm.

In the center and left wing, a thousand or so allies, thrown with a large shield as thin as paper, had begun to flee at a glance.

The only thing that divided them evenly into three was the front shield, which in fact concentrated most of their troops on the right wing.

The Great Shield has no other purpose than blindness from the beginning.

You might have stared at each other, but the enemy managed to complete the siege.

Defeat only the most vulnerable right wing of the enemy with all armies. That's what this was all about from the beginning.

"Come on, assault. Do it right."

Me and Iridina's cavalry run into a confused enemy after taking a tough blow to the artillery.

Slightly late, the infantry also penetrated, with arrows pouring from the bow cavalry overhead.

The impact is the strongest, but the actual damage is no big deal.

It is we who assault our enemies.

You let Schwartz jump at full sickness, and I'll break the spear soldier I tried to prevent with a flash of a long sword.

"Hmm!"

Hit and fly an enemy with an even bigger shield with the belly of a sword, tearing the torso of a crossbow soldier with a blade to return.

Schwartz steps on the chest of an approaching enemy soldier in a violent move with his forefoot raised.

There was no way he could resist weighing more than a ton better, and the enemy soldiers sounded crushed to the ground and his guts crushed.

"The enemy is confused. Slash them all."

The enemy's right wing, which suddenly lost a number of advantages over being shot with artillery, is just as confusing.

I had no hand in missing this good opportunity.

"I'm right behind you!

"Don't worry about the left"

There was a celia behind me and a secrito on the left.

The enemy is already eating deep inside, so the enemy is there besides the front.

"Shit! Hey!

I interrupt between Celia and the swordsmen trying to circle behind me, play the sword with a shield, and then punch her in the helmet.

And the enemy soldier screws a sword down his throat into a swaying gap before kicking it down.

"Hmm, you know what?"

Secrito stands in front of a heavy cavalry approaching me from the left.

He receives the sword to be swung down twice crossing his two swords, and sees simultaneous slaughter from left to right the moment the enemy exhales.

The enemy heavy cavalry rushes to receive it with a sword, but the sword struck at the same time from left to right broke easily.

"Bye."

Secrito pierces the enemy's eyeballs from the gap of his helmet at a lightning-like rate, deliberately letting him put a moment to scream and then poke his thoughtful sword into his skull to despair.

"I can't lose either."

Rebuild the long sword and march towards the corner that still leaves order.

Unbroken enemies pointed long spears at me in unison.

"Jump."

Schwartz's giant dances through the universe without hesitation.

The enemy's long spear plunders Schwartz's leg and swings empty, and my sword tip and his hoof, in turn, mow the lives of enemy soldiers.

"" "Ghaaaa!

It mixes in two sounds that are splashed around the neck and one that is crushed by the hooves.

"Another one."

Rotate the rebuilt long sword at the same time as landing, and blow up the surrounding enemy soldiers as well.

"There's a hole! Go, skewer it!

Irigina jumps in with herself in the lead as she tells her to.

"Wahaha! One! The lid! Mitsu!

Irijina spears through enemy soldiers as she counts.

The cavalry spear that attempts to fight back is received in a pattern and then turned to fly.

Iridina's spear moves are never left to power. The spear technique is probably better than mine.

"Ya, the spear - wait!

"Yikes!!

Dosun and his face-pierced cavalry fell to the ground and cheered from his surrounding allies.

I'm going to beat Illigina and slay her enemies.

"Oh, you can't be that - pussy!

Skip the neck.

"The Devil's Rumor Is - Gu"

Tuck the dual crater down your throat and throw it down to the ground.

"One day, Your Majesty will surely take you."

Stick a long sword in his belly and throw it in the sky.

"Pay for the horse's feet - wow!

A swarm of enemy soldiers aiming at Schwartz's feet from across is kicked and scattered by Schwartz, who has changed course.

When I finally jumped to the middle of the enemy line, a flashy middle-aged man in military uniform who I knew was a commander to see was pointing a sword at me.

"You're the hardlet! Apparently, it's not just martial arts, it's turning heads. Rumors of unholy evil things don't seem to lie."

"An extra favor. Unfortunately, we don't have time to talk. I'm gonna have you dead."

At the same time I am slaughtered by a man with a long sword.

The man turns himself around seeing it as impossible to take, but slashes diagonally with a dual crater with his left hand where he's disfigured.

"Cancer!"

Rotate your body further and turn your long sword horizontally, slashing your torso into one letter.

That's it.

"Whoa!

"Wahahahahaha! Mm, when!!

Celia and Irigina give a shout.

So you figured out what happened to both enemy allies, and the entire right wing of the enemy starts to collapse and lose.

"Pursue. Kill as much as you can."

I'm not saying, 'Don't chase fleeing enemies'.

Things are still tough, and it can't even end in this fight.

It was necessary to do all possible damage.

"Speaking of which, what are the center and left wing of the enemy doing? You should have come to the rescue soon."

With that said, I glanced at the whole thing, and certainly the enemy was rushing this way to save his allies in distress.

But sometime along the way, it took a long time to cross the fences, the pitfalls, and the mud that was intentionally made.

Whenever more enemies eat a stop, they are taking heavy fire from the bow cavalry and causing damage.

He's running in a hurry, not thinking about protecting him.

If you take an arrow there, the damage is not the ratio when you're in formation.

"I've done this before. If a few of us pong the fence that we had completed in advance and hidden in the grass, we could build a rapid position. Of course, it would be destroyed soon, but in the meantime, the arrows would descend, and we could buy time."

Tristan comes next door with his head paid.

Apparently he was hiding in the grass during the fierce battle. He's an undressed one.

If you stare, you see fewer than ten soldiers on your side a little in front of the enemy.

He stopped everywhere while fleeing, and pong and fencing are up when he wonders if he did something.

The enemy can't wait to do that either.

"The right wing of the enemy is apparently clear. But we're still dealing with 50,000. It's a tough fight."

"But the damage to the enemy is also considerable. You can't fight like this."

You made sure the right wing collapsed. The enemy stopped the impossible march and stopped his legs.

And the fire arrows like ours go up vertically and start to gather in retreat.

"Looks like you're leaving once. Let's get this far and get back on our feet."

"Agreed, the cannon needs to be pulled up quickly. If we lose it here, it's tough."

Leopold, if Tristan agrees, I have no reason to disagree.

"What's the damage?

"To the extent I can ignore it, can I say complete win first? The enemy still has 50,000 left, too. I don't think I'm gonna give up on this."

Order all soldiers to assemble in the main unit.

The battle was over when Harpy, who had fled to the sky, landed on Schwartz.

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The protagonist, Agil-Hardlet, 25, 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's intermediary, Sex King of White Capital.

150 escorts.

Infantry 13100 Cavalry 1450 Archer 1500 Bow Cavalry 6000 Artillery 450

Total 22,500

60 artillery, 30 large artillery, 16 dwarf artillery, 20 field artillery, 50 tanks.

Property Gold Coins 200000

775 Experience 68 children born +565