Reincarnation into the Barrier Master

The movement of 20,000 Agarta troops was quiet. Without caring about the scouts of the Seafund Army, the Thermae seemed to be refining as they marched majestically towards the south.

"Now that the enemy has shown his back, I think we should show him the posture of going down the mountain and chasing after him." Nothing, being surrounded by mountains makes it seem like you've been blown by the cowardly wind. I didn't run to the enemy because I got off the mountain, but because if I had a plane, it would attack the enemy behind my back. ”

A young commander opened his mouth to Boot. The man who would advise on the same thing as him continued, but Boot didn't say anything.

"It doesn't make much difference to let the soldiers wait under the mountain, or to let them wait in the mountain. If we descend the mountain, the enemy may understand what we intend to do. We'll get off the mountain when the plane is ripe.”

That said, the Thermae enjoys the repentance of the bloodthirsty commanders.

In fact, Boot, the Commander-in-Chief, wanted to get down the mountain and face the enemy. I was patient. When he descends the mountain, there will be those who will follow behind the enemy forces, without asking him to stop. One or two is fine, but if a unit of fifty or a hundred is formed, and it has fallen into a heavy encirclement of the enemy, we must send out the main force to help. That was how I got caught up in the enemy's lure.

Along the way, the Agarta army, with several rests, headed straight for the sea. The boots nodded silently at Therma's words that they were pause multiple times, presumably because they were aware of the Matokar forces that were controlling the Noono army.

Indeed, if we were to be attacked here and now by Sefund and Nono's forces, the troops led by Matukar would be completely destroyed. But it also meant the destruction of the Sefund army. If that happens, it's easy to imagine Agarta's main force returning their horses' necks and launching an assault on us. As a result, they were lured to the meadow, and if the Matokar squad fought hard enough to hold on to it, the Sephard army would be stuck in the crossfire. If that happens, this siege will be completely dismantled. Boot murmured in his heart that the enemy must be after it.

"I will not allow you to descend the mountain until I command you to do so. We need to keep an eye on Agarta.”

The sunset was about to fall across the horizon.

The Seafund scouts lurked along the coast, watching the movement of the Agartan army. The Agartan army, which had advanced in five steps, suddenly slowed down as it approached the coastline. Up to that point, it was a meadow, so it could be renewed in formation, but when it reached the coastline where the tide had not yet dropped, the road narrowed, and it was impossible to march in a sidewalk. We have to change to four columns and go down the coast one at a time. Naturally, there was a traffic jam there.

“Agarta's two most advanced units have begun to advance along the coast.”

The first report was reported to Boot by a pre-deployed scout. The surroundings were already dark.

On this day, Boot set up ten relay stations along the coastline to report the scouts quickly. The front-line scout writes the detected information on paper and passes it to the fastest scout. The man hands it over to the scouts at the relay four to five hundred meters away. So the person changes and runs to the next relay station. And when the horse comes to the point where it can be used, it is sent to the boot by the running horse. In this way, information on the distance of about fifteen kilometers from the coast to the boot was transmitted in about thirty minutes. It was astonishingly fast.

"With the main force at the center, the Seven Squads began to advance along the coast."

Following the information that

With the enemy main force inside, all seven of them are heading for the coast.

The information arrived at Boot.

"Now, when we spawn, we are guaranteed to capture King Agarta's head."

Many nodded to the words of one commander.

"The first two teams of the Agarta army marching in four stages and the seventh team of the second stage, together with nine teams, totalled about 12,000, and almost half of the enemies entered the coast. Now is the time to drive the enemy's followers into the sea and take advantage of the enemy's chaos to bury the Agartan army.”

And there was a hot tone of voice suggesting the spawn.

But isn't it a little too late for 12,000 of the enemy's leading troops and the seven in the second stage to make their way to the coast?

said Therma. The time was already about to arrive at midnight.

“It's not too late. The main road into the coast is narrow and narrow. It is inconvenient for a large troop to march. It would certainly take that long. That is why we must attack now. Enemies entering the sand are unable to move satisfactorily. Let's see what else we can do without attacking it."

One of the commanders ordered his men to assemble at the bottom of the mountain immediately to make clear his willingness to lead the gesture and descend the mountain if the Commander-in-Chief is still reluctant to spawn.

Even as a boot, I was full of desire to order a total attack. However, at this time, he was strangely curious about what his son Therma had said. It took Agarta's main force four hours to get to the beach. It is not clear whether the enemy cared about the back, or whether he slowed the soldiers down while taking a rest, or whether he played a mimicry that seemed to struggle to move a large army.

... if that's the way to lure us in.

There was a cold light in Boot's brain.

He initially expected the Agarta army to act late at night. Hitting this mountain in vain will only drain our soldiers and keep them at bay for a long time. It was more efficient to sneak past our side. To do so, he waited until late at night and marched in a hurry to the coast. He thought that he was heading to Rokul, the king's capital of Mitos, in anticipation of the drought. However, the enemy bent on revealing themselves and passing by our army in a leisurely manner.

Boot initially struggled to understand why the enemy would do such a move, but now he was clearly aware of the enemy's intentions. They're definitely trying to lure our forces to the flatlands. I can't get on it.

Boot stood up and shrugged off the commanders, saying that he would not be allowed to leave without my orders. Therma was right to wait for the plane and left the scene, where he headed for the rest tent.

"... I'll do it!"

Boot woke up in a voice similar to a man's rattling voice. I got up quickly and went out with my sword. A young man was restraining himself on one knee in front of him. My eyes are bleeding and my breath is rising. It was intuitive to understand that something unusual had happened.

Hostile attack! Hostile attack!

A man cried out in a loud voice telling him to wake up. Too much swordscreen trembled Boot's body.

What's an enemy attack!

"The Agartan army has turned into an attack!" We're on our way! "

“The Agartan army!? Weren't they moving along the coast?”

"Suddenly I turned around and started to charge towards us." Right now, Commander Greerl is desperately at the base of the battlefield. We need reinforcements for the Norno army in the north! ”

It was unbelievable for Ryoka. At that time, another message jumped in.

"I'm telling you! The North side of the Noono army has been withdrawn!"

Huh? What?

“Attacked by a detachment led by Matukar, Nono's army has retreated with no will to fight!”

"Huh, huh...?"

Boot's expression hardened.