Since I was reincarnated as a poor farmer in another world, I decided to lay bricks and build a castle

"Dear Keema, the enemy shadow is approaching. I thought it was time to get within reach of the magic."

"All right, everyone, get ready for the magic. Target the leading enemy cavalry."

Our 1,000 + Keema cavalry brings us together and pushes us to the White Herd of Warcraft.

The number of Warcraft types is 100 or 200?

This one has an overwhelming numerical advantage.

No matter how much that white thing unleashes magic, the advantages of numbers cannot be overshadowed.

I'll keep crushing you.

That's what I thought as I ran the dragon rider, and I got within reach of this magic.

"Foxing and Fire"

This knight activates magic in concert with me.

Wolk is proud of the magic of demonic fox change, [Foxing].

Fox ears pop up on the head and tails grow on the buttocks.

The fuzzy golden furrows spread to the cavalry that stormed.

Activate [Fire], which is further magic with its foxification activated.

The magic of the flames that have shot down the [ice spear] of the rival Fontana on many battlefields so far.

It is unleashed on the enemy simultaneously.

Spread out, build a wall.

I heard voices in my ears the moment the fire struck the enemy.

It's still the boy's voice.

A slightly higher voice was clearly heard by hearing sharpened by [foxification].

Spread out?

Is it possible that you are willing to flee without fighting?

Well, maybe he wasn't willing to hit it decently just to measure this one's power.

But you can't possibly let him get away with it.

After all, this is a speedy cavalry.

I can't possibly allow you to show your back and get away with it.

"Ki, Master Keema. A wall has appeared forward!

"What? What is that..."

But my predictions were overshadowed at the next moment.

I thought you were going to escape. The enemy broke up to the left and right in front of us and changed direction to flow sideways.

Moreover, it is unlikely that one wall after another will form where the white warcraft flowing left and right passed.

What the hell is that?

"Damn, we're gonna hit the wall. Stop."

"You shouldn't, Master Keema. We're moving forward. If we stop, the rear cavalry hits us from behind. Don't stop."

"Shit, cavalry, it's a rapid swirl. Swirl loud so you don't hit the wall!

It was a vendetta that was speeding up to storm the enemy at maximum speed.

One wall after another can be built in front of this one running, and it spreads to the left and right.

I tried to make a sudden stop, but surely Grandpa was right, if I stopped, I could bump into him from behind.

Then start swirling at a steep angle.

This one also broke up from the beginning to the left and right and had to go around gurgling.

"What, this wall? When you see a fire that doesn't burn, it's definitely not hallucinating."

"Dear Keema, remember me? That Ars is good at building castles by knocking down Raymond, Fontana's housekeeper."

"Build a castle? You don't think he's going to build a castle while he fights?

Ars von Barca has received reports that he is good at architecture, including castle building.

We're talking about building a castle even before the battle with Raymond, and it looks like we built an unusual castle when we were given territory.

I also know that the latter castle had gained a reputation for its architectural style that I had never seen before.

But there's no way we could have built a castle in battle.

What the hell am I being shown...

"Damn, it's an abominable wall.... What, what's that noise now?

"Dear Keema, it seems that the rear cavalry could not detect the situation and turn. I thought you crashed into the wall."

"What? Hi. Looks like this wall is not a thin one. Even if a cavalry collides, it's not frightening."

"It seems so. Apparently, this wall is built to surround this one. I think it's important to get out of the rear wall quickly."

"I know. Don't worry about the damage in the back. Don't stop. Proceed."

Shortly before each other's cavalry was about to collide, the enemy's Warcraft type broke up left and right to build a wall and was made to surround this one as it was.

This one's cavalry, which had to swirl at such an angle that it almost went straight back, but the number of them seems to have become a vendetta.

Because it was a very steep angular swivel, some of the delayed rear units seemed incapable of bending.

Besides, the walls hardly look like they've collapsed even when a raiding cavalry hits them.

Maybe it's magic that allows us to build thick walls in anticipation of cavalry raids.

I've never even heard of such magic before......

"I see it. Exit. We're getting out of there."

But the bump was a small part of the rear.

You can't be dragged into that now.

I see it after a sharp swirl. Now I run a dragon rider to escape toward the still wallless part.

It was then.

I heard the boy again before the wall, which was built to surround this one, was closed from left to right.

"Spear, simultaneous fire."

"Hey, what?... hey, the ice spear is coming. Intercept."

Escape routes from walls made to the left and right.

The magic emanates from the outside of the exit toward this cavalry that was running there.

That is the undisputed magic of ice that the Fontana family possesses, [Ice Spear].

It was unleashed in unison.

I rush to shoot off that ice spear.

But the move was delayed.

It's the effect of being built a wall and swirling rapidly where I was running at the highest speed.

He managed to grasp the reins and maintain his posture because he bent at such an angle that he could be shaken off of the running dragon rider.

The line had further parted left and right, and had been extended vertically.

This hand was overwhelmingly insufficient to melt down the [Ice Spear] emitted simultaneously from the outlet section in front with [Fire].

Ice spears arrive on the leading dragon-riding dragon.

Some of them seem to have heard my voice and barely emitted [fire], but that number was clearly not enough.

A sharp ice spear strikes a dragon, knight, or soldier directly.

I felt the movement around me slowing down so much that I thought time might have stopped.

A wounded cavalry collapses with an ice spear, where another cavalry that was following from the rear collides.

When I wonder if there was a loud clash called Don, the colliding cavalry dances through the universe.

That's how the fallen cavalry is ridden up by more cavalry from behind.

It was the worst cycle.

All the cavalry that was there was surrounded by walls.

To get out of there, we kill to just one exit.

But that was bad.

I just concentrated on one point. This one motion was completely stopped with only one hand.

No one could stop this flow even if they no longer knew.

"This is such a stupid thing to be forgiven. Admit it, I won't admit it. Grandpa, ignore the ice spear and we'll run through it. Escape ready for damage and fight the enemy, Ars.... Grandpa, what's wrong, where, Grandpa?

It is impossible to cut off this flow.

If so, there is one thing to do.

If this happens, the only way to do this damage is to crush the enemy's head ready.

That's what I decided. I gave instructions to Grandpa.

But I haven't heard back from him.

No way, even though I thought I looked around, there was nowhere to see the grandfather I had been laying on until then.

"Forgive me, Grandpa. It's mindless to lose a Wolk hero in this way. But I'll take your revenge. Everyone's, follow me. Whatever you do, you take Ars."

"Wall, close it."

But I didn't get my thoughts.

The moment he escaped the exit ready to die and set up a special attack on the white warcraft, which still releases ice spears in an attempt to take over Ars, he further captured the boy's voice in his ear.

The rest of the cavalry who followed me into Ars in an attempt to clear up Grandpa's carelessness still crashed into the newly emerged wall and Keema Cavalry's movements were completely halted.