Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

A few days later, along the southern streets of Kissat.

A crowd of people are going down the street.

Not as neat as an army, not as free as an easy-going traveler.

He said he stayed away from the population while the speed and stride varied.

Those who wear clothes like slices, peasants who shed blood and drag their feet, or merchants who pull their bags in sweat like waterfalls, and soldiers in armor who look nervously back, forth, left, and right.

From the inflexible man walking at a firm foot to the lean woman who is still going to fall...

They were garrisons of a certain fortress of the southern Eugenian army and the people of the villages around them.

There may have been a group of pedestrians and travellers added there, or lawless bandits and rebels.

But no one cares about that anywhere.

They were just a bunch of survivors.

"A healthy man can't walk. Take charge of a woman. Healthy women are responsible for children who can't walk. But soldiers never lend a hand. If a woman or child falls on the side, you won't be allowed to stop watching."

The leader of the group and a man dressed in a southern Eugenian military uniform tells him.

There is no displeasure from the people in orders that seem ruthless.

All those who march side by side knew.

How dangerous it is for a soldier to lend a hand to the 'extra thing'.

I hear queens and little squeals, and troubled voices.

"These guys, they got our luggage... oh, you're hungry"

"Do the meat. I can't help but hold it for nothing... and I need to lighten up my load. It might suck today."

A man releases meat loaded in his luggage.

The flock was a flock of wolves that seemed to be as tall as an adult if they stood.

The number counts nicely ten heads.

"It's supposed to be a nightmare for us traffickers to be surrounded by a bunch of wolves. It's like a bunch of dogs now. There's no sign of dust attacking people."

One of the wolves who was obsessed with eating the thrown meat is left from the group.

Then when the wolf gave him his face, he would come over with a face that seemed to cry with his flesh covered.

"Oh, I'm still here."

At the end of his gaze, a certain giant bear walks slowly.

Next to it this again a pig that seemed to be 2m was taking Uribo along.

Exactly no one was close, but the beasts were walking north in line, not attacking people.

"You know these guys aren't even if they're attacking people. I want to be in a small group... it must be instinct."

The only thing in common with them, mixed with the military and the peasants with the merchants and even the beasts, as if there was no unity, was that everyone was fast paced, and in retrospect only slightly faster.

"Captain!

A young knight jumps off a horse in front of a man giving instructions.

"Oh [Linuger], how's it going around here?

The man called Linugar is not wearing armor for reconnaissance missions, but only simple leather armor and a hat.

Except for that, he was skinny and about 170 tall, and for the military, his little body looked mild.

"We scouted ahead for about six hours, but there was no sign of any demons. We discovered some countryside, but we were either aware of our northbound route or exited. There are no traces of demons. We can't even confirm the Gordonian army."

It would be good news that there are no enemy troops ahead of the march, but the captain leans down with a frown on the report.

"Are we still safe in the north... or else our fate will be over?"

"Emptied villages are ideal for night camping..."

When Linuger hesitates to say, the captain snorts and mocks.

"Night camp, night camp? Ha, get ready for the night camp - what an order I'd like to give you again. No, sleeping at night is suicide."

The captain looks over a group from the horse.

Two thousand soldiers and ten thousand others, and there's the beast.

"I started northbound at 20,000 and in three days this number...... did I do poorly or did I do well"

"The captain is in perfect command. This is not a rhetoric. I lived 60% of the time diving through three nights of hell. I'm sure it was harder than breaking a few times as many enemy troops."

Linuger assures me that he will put his hat back on and gently return to the horse.

"Right...... no I guess so. I think I'm doing well. He also commanded eight fights in the Battle of Goldonia and was undefeated. Not good. If the Gordonian army finds me, I'll be the only one hanging."

You're about to laugh, Captain.

And I narrowed my eyes as I looked at the horizon to the west.

"If I may, I wanted to excuse myself for being caught by the Gordonian army... but unfortunately this one seems to be ahead"

The red sun sets slowly.

After the shadow stretches long, it melts into the dark.

A soldier pulls out his sword and lights a fire on the pine light.

A woman trembles and a child cries.

The wolves squeal cum and the bear caresses his head with his restless hands.

"All hands, don't let your guard down. And of course, don't stop your legs."

The dark stage begins to respond to their fears.

"Gaaaaaaaa!!

A scream that abruptly echoes from the rear of the group.

The scream instantly turns into an extinct demon, and a gobbling murmur.

Tensions and fears run on everyone, but surprises are dust-free.

Everyone knew that.

"It's coming from right behind us tonight. Back off while you throw the pine lights! Spear soldiers line up as they step back fast!!

There is no complaining voice that leaks into the impossible.

The soldier gazes into the slightest hole in the dark where the pine lights fell to the ground while forming a line.

"Don't come, don't come - aaaah!! Ah."

"No, don't! Don't come in here! Gigi...... Guju"

The shouting of a yelling man abruptly stops, and the screaming of a woman turns into an obnoxious sticky sound.

A pale soldier stared into the darkness and heard a leak of piss from the woman who entered. A tough wolf boss circles his tail like a beaten puppy and hides under a carriage.

"Swing it with your sword or your spear! When you're surrounded, the last..."

"Donnie! Get the fuck off me! Get off me!

"Pull over! No more of that guy...... Grr!

Metal sounds and decrees begin to mix in the screams and the noises.

Soldiers in the rear are engaged.

- Captain.

The captain shook his head at Linugar.

Screaming and the Terminator push beneath them to convey darkness.

Those who move out of the darkness jumped.

At first there was a woman running crying.

The next man to run holding his dictated eyes.

Then there was a faceless soldier with an upright face...

"Shoot!!

Without waiting for the captain's orders, arrows and crossbows are released, hitting the soldiers and their rear shadows in a row.

A honking noise I'd never heard, roughly.

At the same time, something fell out of the neck of the faceless soldier, and the soldier - the bones and skin of the soldier who had been sucked out of the contents, to be exact - fluttered to the ground.

It was the spider, a large spider 3 m long, that emerged from the dark with mild footsteps like a child.

Sweep off the arrow stabbed to rub your body with your feet.

"Spear Team Him!!

Five soldiers stick spears in at the same time.

The tip pierces the face and feet of the great spider and splashes purple fluid.

"Did you do it!?

But the soldier's whining is denied.

The spider strikes off the stabbed spear with his forefoot and sticks his rear foot further into one soldier.

"Ghaaaa!!

The soldier, torn through his throat with his toenails, stops falling in motion as he raises a blood splash.

"Punch it until it stops moving! Many times!!

The four remaining soldiers penetrate the spear again. The spider tried again to pay off the spear with his leg, but leaned back to be bored when one eartip stabbed deeply into one of his double eyes.

"Now aim for the belly -!"

The three squeeze their courage and jump in, poking their spears over and over into the belly of the big, empty spider.

Hair-covered abdomen tore, zeroing purple fluids and obsessed organs, and spiders rounded their legs and stopped moving.

"Yay I did it... I did it!

"Wow -!!"

Two soldiers who give up the roar of victory, claws pierce their eyes at the next moment, dragging them into the darkness faster than the ambition turns into a scream.

He survived the corpse of a large dead spider, and a second and third appeared.

"Archers, aim for the enemy's head! Aiming at your feet and torso isn't working!

The captain gives instructions.

"Spear Squads rarely poke their enemies and stop moving! If I show you my belly, swordsmen jump in! The cavalry can stand around with a blow away, and once assembled, it's the last!

Linugar also flies instructions to the soldiers around him.

The soldiers fought as instructed without frenzying.

An arrow being shot in deflects the attention of the enemy, a spear stops his leg, and a bravely jumping swordsman slaughters one big spider after another.

But the enemy keeps growing.

If the whole thing is killed, three bodies appear, and if three are killed, ten bodies appear without sound.

By contrast, every time a soldier is shot, or injured and helped by his companions, it definitely decreases.

The line thins, eventually disturbs, and eventually collapses away.

Spiders that can no longer be held back are attacked not only by the soldiers, but also by the defenceless.

"Can't you hold it off any longer... I have to stop it. Abandon the horizontal formation and take defensive positions on the other side. My hands spin all the way up to the people around me... but if we stick together and head north, or about half the way up... hmm, what is this?

Ruthless orders, but no stopping. When Linuger tried to give his consent, he sounded like he rubbed a gorilla and a stone.

Ahead of the sound was precisely the captain who was now giving the order.

"Team - Captain?

If you look, a long, thick tube of meat covered the captain's shoulder.

After a gorillish sound again, the meat tube slowly releases the captain.

Except for that head.

"Shit! The worm is out!!

A dark peachy tube creeped with Uneune ahead of Linuger pointing his sword.

It was 8m long and thin for the length, but still big enough to swallow a person's head.

"The captain's been hit! What am I supposed to do?

"Commander is Deputy - Lord Linuger, what do we do?!? You're gonna shoot the worm? Are we in formation? Should we just run away?

Some soldiers attack the worm, but it is difficult to put an arrow on a thin torso, and fleshy leather cannot be broken by slashing or poking.

On the contrary, the soldier swallowed by an open mouth loses his neck, or is struck by a large, shaken long torso, rolling down the ground and throwing up blood reflexes.

Linuger beckons the sight forward.

"Wait... first, follow the captain's instructions - no, solidify in front of the worm, etc. -"

The captain dies at the worst time during the reconfiguration of the line, and the soldiers who were barely carrying them are upset.

The upset also passes to the people and begins to run and scatter in all directions.

Big spiders flock to the sight of little bugs running and scattering.

A man begging for his life gets bummed while his neck is screwed into his brain and his contents are sucked away.

A small worm enters the squatting woman's mouth, eating through her belly and jumping outside.

Running wolves are torn apart by spider claws and the big bear is wrapped around the worm and strangled immediately.

It wasn't a fight. It wasn't even a massacre. It was just simply a predation for the strong to eat the weak.

Animals are eaten indiscriminately by aliens as bait.

That was a sight that even seemed to be the end of the world.

"Retreat... Defend... Defeat the enemy... Captain..."

Linuger knelt down as he progressively dwindled his monologue.

"Ha, the stars are beautiful today..."

The starry sky in full sky multiplied dozens of times when he saw and mentioned the night sky with a look like he'd given it all up.

The bright red star grows louder - making a wind-cut noise and pouring around the linugar.

It's a myriad of arrows flying in bright red.

I get a number of arrows all over my body that are different digits from my own army, and even if it's a fire arrow, I can't wait to roll around and extinguish the fire, and I get stuffy trying to pull out the arrows.

The worm also plays the arrow with a thick skin, but when one of the angled pieces devours itself and a fire arrow pops into his mouth, which is open to clapping, it slams.

Other individuals raised their eerie voices and looked up at the sky, loosening their predatory hands.

"Fire Arrow - From Where..."

The same number of stars are emitted at the same time as the finesse returns to Linuger's eyes.

Realizing the meaning of the arrows flying from the northern hills, Linuger bounced like a spring trick, decreing with his sword in his hand.

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"First simultaneous fire, hit enemy perimeter. I don't know the details because I don't have enough lights..."

The captain of the Oriental Army - you did say [Dings] - gives me a glimpse.

"I don't mind. Go on, shoot him."

The enemy was an inexplicable group of mixers, but they can't even leave it alone if it's reported to be 17,000.

We flew out of Rafen to deal with an unidentified group of enemies.

The main force of the Oriental Army, which has just arrived, is 15,000.

My private soldiers were being restructured and could not be counted as a force.

"But when I arrive, I don't know what it means anymore. Are they even talking to each other?

"It was in the evening that the scouts captured him. We don't have much information on the enemy."

The number of enemies was considerably lower than the original report, but it's a good thing on the battlefield, and not to worry about it.

To stop the enemy, we placed ourselves on a hill with a high and low margin of advantage.

Now, I only have insufficient information, but I was just worried that I would try a night raid, or that I would weigh myself in in the morning until I had a clear idea of the enemy formation.

Countless pine lights are shaking, swords are swinging, and angers and disconnectors intersect.

We're engaged to see, but we're here and we don't know what we were fighting.

Whatever it was, I was sure it was violent, so I tried to shoot it with a fire arrow.

A second simultaneous fire arrow is fired. There is no counterattack from the enemy.

"... aren't you an unarmed people?

Myra says but shakes her head.

"That's not true. The moonlight is reflecting. With all those blades pulled out, innocent people won't come through."

They are definitely armed and fighting something.

"You know, rebels came out in Vandrea to be good... whoa"

A large fire column rises in the enemy formation. I guess the fire arrow accidentally struck out the oil or the barrel.

The scattered pine lights illuminate enemy formations that were not visible alone.

"Which, identify the enemy of the enemy..."

I was scared of the voice I made out in a cloistered manner as I stroked Myra's ass.

"Yes, it hurts! Sir Hardlett, my butt hurts!

Illuminated eight-legged silhouette.

Its shaping, not uncommon in the mansion or outdoors, the only thing unnatural about it is its size.

It's a form I remember seeing one day.

"Dude... you're lying"

I hold my head gently and then I pound one tongue.

Myra was holding her butt down and leaking discontent when she accidentally gripped it.

The enemy's movements changed visibly.

He comes into a straight line toward this one with a voice he doesn't understand well.

There is one thing to do.

"Stand the whole army to the front. Fire arrows are a series of simultaneous shots, but the aim is not an enemy that comes in. Behind it."

Dings looks at this one with a slight face.

"The enemy is launching an assault to attack us! This is a storm of arrows in the enemy's avant-garde, taking advantage of the interests of the heights."

I shook my head and held Celia, who was scouting around.

"That's not an attack. He came running this way. What really sucks is coming from behind."

As soon as you narrow your eyes, your surroundings look bright.

In a slightly greener vision, I could clearly see the enemy army running this way, a large swarm of spiders from its rear to the disgusting one that I couldn't describe at all.

"Hmm?"

"Hmm."

Brunhilde's vision darkens back with his sniffled voice.

What the hell. Well, okay.

"I'll take full responsibility. Just do as I say. I'm worse than the enemy."

With all his strength in his eyes, Dings glanced at me and said he was uncomfortable.

"Celia and Myra, give Leopold and Tristan a message."

"Okay."

"I thought my butt would crack..."

Briefly communicate what you need.

A group of enemies rush up the hill.

The archers aim in that direction as ordered, but some of them shot and killed enemy soldiers by mistake or deliberately.

But still, the enemy soldiers don't fight back, they don't offend, they just rush to the discrete.

All I'm saying is that it's nothing compared to the back.

He was a disgruntled Dings and allied soldier, but he understands the meaning of the order when he sees who the object is after the enemy.

"What the hell is that, spider? You got two meters?

"It's nasty as far as I can see. What a number!

"Dude, is that what southern demons are!?

"There's no way! Shoot him in the back, as ordered! I don't care about enemies anymore!

"How come there's an array outside?" "How many went outside?"

There are a lot of things I want to know, but they're already in front of me.

Suicide, such as turning your back, can only be defeated.

Already enemies...... no, no more fugitives.

The fugitives were close to where their faces could be seen.

"Yay, help me!!

A mother who was running with a child is paid a leg by a spider and falls.

Arrows stab continuously at the spider trying to hold him in, but just a slight shake is not enough to stop him.

"Bug flair!

It was a female knight in a southern Eugenian military uniform who slashed him in there.

She slashes the spider's nails off every foot, kicks her in the face and releases her mother.

"Pray and run like you don't hit an arrow!

The mother comes running over here with the child as soon as she says thank you.

"Your opponent is this me...... be!?

When the female knight looks back, two more emerge from the side of the spider that kicked her off.

Three more emerge from behind her when she tried to retreat that she could no longer fight.

"Ahhh... ahh..."

The spider packs an intermission with the female knight as she stretches the tube out of her mouth.

The female knight aggressively tried to hold the sword backwards and stick it up her throat, but the spider moved faster than that, and her nails bounced off the sword.

"Yes, no... I can't believe I can eat you alive... someone help me!!

A woman who was heroic cries down and screams.

Did the scream trigger it? The spiders fly together.

"Fine."

Schwartz's large horse body jumps between the female knight and the great spider.

Three big spiders blow up and roll down the ground with a huge impact.

It's light for the sake of its size.

I jump off the lost momentum Schwartz and slap the other one off the top with a dual crater.

Not an amputation, but the enemy, whose head was beautifully cracked around his mouth, instantly stopped moving.

Another one or four legs stick out of each other and fly away.

"Huh!"

I do not dodge, on the contrary, flashing into the horizontal giraffe as I jump towards the enemy, cutting off my legs.

I lose my forefoot, I can't do anything. I put my elbow in the enemy's torso and bounce it off.

At the same time, a pointed tube plundered his head shavings when he backed against a bad feeling.

"Light is good, but no sound is troublesome. I just have to avoid it by instinct."

Grasp the empty tube and press it to fold with force.

Stick a dual crater with one right hand into the head of a spider that gives a voice that doesn't know if it's a gibberish or a scream.

I smile at the glittering knight, but a suspicious shadow appeared in her eyes.

Looking back, a peachy meat tube about six meters long hits me.

"What the hell is this filthy guy?"

I am not a dual crater who has penetrated, but picks up the sword of a female knight rolling with her left hand and slashes the torso of the worm thoughtfully.

But even though I got a blow all over me, Worm didn't care and wrapped it around my body.

Instead of being stiff and the blade didn't go through, it's a response pushed back into elasticity.

Worms wrapped around me so many times, they open their mouths and aim at their heads.

Would the diameter be about 20 cm, or different fineness from the overall length?

And in the circular mouth, which is more than twice the diameter, the fangs are stunned at 360 degrees, and they come at me trying to chew my head off and chop it a thousand times.

I get stuck trying to get my head off like no other.

The worm comes in a disappointing fixation from the waist to the bottom, not letting it escape.

As soon as that vicious mouth tries to stick to my head, I pull out the power of my lower body, releasing a thoughtful head thrust with only the spring of my upper body. My torso was loose because Worm was focused on stopping my legs.

There is a definite response to each one, and the whole body of the worm flutters and sways.

Sounds like it works pretty well when you get hit in the head hard enough for a slaughter.

"I don't have a hobby for mites to eat"

I can cross my hands in front of my chest to help untie the more loose restraints.

The worm flutters but manages to re-tighten it, but it's too late.

I'm out of custody. I step on Worm's body the other way around.

"A little shorter would suit you."

Grab the torso on the mouth side and pull it off thoughtfully.

The skin is sturdy enough not to go through the blade, but I pull with all my strength and groaning.

Finally, the worm's body was pulled in half and cut in a thousand along with the butch and unpleasant response.

"Sora, now you're doing just fine."

Shake up the halved worm and slap the mouth area against the rock.

I don't even know where the steeple is. Worm, but if you crush your mouth, you'll be reassured.

"Ah, ah..."

Female knight crawling towards me.

But a few more spiders fly from behind it.

"It also serves as a weapon on top of just fine. Good for you."

I sit back and grab the crushed half worm of my mouth with both hands and shake it.

The worm becomes like a giant whip, jumping or smashing spiders.

Some came clawing up, but the thick skin of the worm, which even my power could not pass through, would not tear open.

About five bodies were knocked down, and the great spider stopped flying.

But it's not the end.

Ten times as many spiders surround us, making a unique, unpleasant noise of worms.

"Well, you are."

"Danger. Stay down."

Short spears for throwing come down from the night sky.

It's hard to fatally injure a large spider with an arrow because of its size.

But not if it's a short spear that weighs dozens of times as much as an arrow.

If you stab a few of them in the torso, the movement stops, and if you stab them twice in the head, they fall on the spot.

If you look at it, the spear was a short spear for infantry not even for throwing.

"There won't be a throwing spear squad. He's a good applicator. That's right, Wisdom Admiral. There are only my men."

At the same time, an order of assault was heard and the Oriental Army moved to the Battle of the White Soldiers.

I reach out to the female knight as I guard my surroundings - ignored, and the female knight sticks to my back perfectly. It must have been horrible too much. I see something that leaves me sobbing.

"Okay, okay, that was scary. It's all right now."

I will speak as gently as possible, but my eyes and face will not be slightly loose.

That was all a serious matter, and it was not yet a situation where fine dust could be alarmed either.

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The protagonist, Agil-Hardlet, 25, autumn.

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, Mad Goddess, Golden Macho.

Family

Nonna (Travel Support) Kara (Travel Support) Mel (Distressed) Rare (Going Out) Pipi (Porch Persuasion)

Mitty (distressed) Maria (distressed) Katrine (cheating wife) Gretel (away) Melissa (side chamber)

Kuw (worried) Luw (worried) Millet (travel support) Casey (4,5 head) Rita (Expeditionary maid)

Yogri (screenwriter) Alice (travel support) Marceline Mother (consultation) Daughter Stephanie First Daughter (rejection) Bridget Samurai (acknowledgement) Felicie Three Daughters (either)

Sofia (Preceding) Dorothea (Trouble) Claudia (Naked) Clara (Giving Up) Adela (Mistress Preceding)

Celestina (Queen reigns) Monica (Mama samurai) Benel (coma)

Subordinates

Celia (War) Myra (Stunning) Iridina (Fear) Luna (Free)

Leoporto (staff) Tristan (staff member wants to go home) Yarkov (emergency departure) Gido (sanatorium) Mac (emergency departure) Christoph (mother away) GUIG (mixed good and evil) Dings (Oriental army commander)

Adolf (Debt distress) Sebastian (Promise decree) Marta (Travel support) Sally (Cool samurai) Marul (Honk samurai)

Jim (no sentence) Suzy (additional compensation) Solana (persuasion) Altair (patriarch) Lamia (victim)

Other

Secrito (stunned) Ivanna (exercised at will) T-99 (front line) Brunhilde (assistant)

Nurtia (on excursion) Felteris (stop-orgy) Ijalis (Anomaly perceived) Eularen (Anomaly perceived)

Annette (free) Piris (crazy pregnancy house arrest) Baroness Lucino-Escaote (nonna draw) Seika (defeated by Carla)

Busco (Promotion) Guildless (Feel Something) Visitación (House arrest with children)

Outsiders

Lamy (hunch) Arlaune (regrowth) Mirmi (hunch) Porch (hunch cage) Messerschmidt (sleep)

Nettai Prio Lizard (Opportunity) Schwartz (Combat)

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Army Southern Gordonia (Emergency Braid in Replenishment)

Escort 40 ⇒ 43

Infantry 2800 ⇒ 3000

Cavalry 360 ⇒ 400

Archer 360 ⇒ 400

Artillery 370 ⇒ 400

Bow Cavalry 1000.

105th Corps 3700 (Restructuring Rest)

(In times of war, weapons are produced and deployed from time to time)

40 cannons ⇒ 45 large guns 21 ⇒ 23 dwarf guns 15 field guns ⇒ 18 tanks 35 pairs ⇒ 38

Reinforcements/Friends

Elf's group, black 200, white 200, on excursion.

Altair Divine Army 1000 ⇒ 1800 (Welfare Service)

Terriers fleet battleship swarov battleship leviathan iv (provisional) large battleship 3 medium battleship 7

(Repair)

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Property Gold Coin-75000 Oriental Army Garrison Expense Take Out (7000)

804 Experienced

70 children made to give birth +567

Location Kissat South Hills

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