Summoned Slaughterer

The Kzem side Horrant soldiers seemed to gradually collapse from the front line, but became a riot involving both sides as the soldiers began to flee to the Nergal side in front of them.

To the immortal soldiers, who no longer began to strike without distinction of enemy allies, the Horrant soldiers responded with magic such as swords, spears, and sometimes fireballs, but of course the blades, even those who, when they were on fire, did not stop moving, but on the contrary cling to the soldiers all over the flames.

"Stop it! Let go! Let go of me!

"Ohhhhh......"

As screams and yells mix in, there's a bunch of people who get into it.

"The net! I'll stop you with the net I brought for the big guy!

"Copy that!"

Focarol soldiers, led by Alyssa, are forced to traverse in trolleys in front of Negar's men, confused by the attack of the immortal soldiers.

Focarol soldiers threw their nets one after the other, trampling and crushing the immortals while involving some Horrant soldiers.

"Mr. Alyssa!

"Give me the spear!

Alyssa screams briefly at Nergal's voice, who has finally come back to the front.

Understanding in one word, Nergal skipped the instructions toward the soldiers around him.

"Attack simultaneously at enemy soldiers with a spear thrower! Throw yourself what your hands are free!

A rain of spears slammed him in the face by immortal soldiers entangled in nets and crooked.

"Ha, help me!

Some of them were meshed with immortal soldiers and netted together, but the spears pouring down in frenzy pierce mercilessly against them as well.

"I, for one thing, will bear a considerable burden of sin."

Soldiers who were supposed to be subordinates if they became kings.

Nergal shrugged and crushed his face as he watched them die mixing with the immortal soldier in his snort cry.

"But now..."

"Everybody, away! Fall back!

A Focarol soldier, led by Alyssa, who went through the front of the Nergals to the left, returns screaming as he slumped back into his mouth.

On that look that couldn't hide the rush, when Nergal closely observed the front, the Horrant soldiers seemed deadly, even among those pierced with spears, but the immortals were tearing the net with their weapons, making it crawl and starting to fall out.

He receives a spear and cleaves a net that stands in his way pale with his face, even though he is in a hare-like state.

"What a... retreat! Keep the spear pointed forward, all of you, until you signal! The line doesn't collapse, don't be alarmed!

Nergal turns his attention to the other side of the immortal soldiers trying to get out of the net.

There, there was the appearance of a Holland soldier who could not respond like this one and was killed one after the other by immortal soldiers.

"What's the Commander doing over there! Not like this..."

Nergal, who may be an enemy now, but was going to persuade him to ask for help, cursed his own powerlessness when he had to bite his teeth and retreat into the figure of his own soldiers to be ravaged.

"If you have the power like Mr. One, Two, Three..."

How many people in this world would have thought the same thing?

"Perseverance!"

Alyssa wielded the sidelines, and the neck of an immortal soldier clinging to the trolley flies.

He just couldn't move without his head, and the body of an immortal soldier who slipped and fell under the trolley and was crushed by the wheel.

"Secretary! Keep it up..."

"I'll take the distance anyway! Let's leave the rest to Holland!

There can be no extra wear and tear for Holland here, Alyssa thought. I'm sorry I seem to abandon you, but I don't even think it's an occasion to throw my men's lives at them.

Unless you know who your opponent is and know what to do against him like a giant soldier, Alyssa is not the type to prefer barbaric courage as much as she chooses to brawl at the opponent who is at first sight and how difficult it is to cope with.

"But you can't just run away... what do I do..."

Calmly, though I tell myself, my impatience increases with the screams I hear and the hustle and bustle on my side, where the fighting has begun again.

But when Alyssa was trying so hard to stay calm, her boss wasn't calm at all.

"Don't be ridiculous!

"... Huh?

It was nobody else, one, two, three, who put his foot on the trolley and jumped over Alyssa's head.

He slashed the neck of the nearest immortal soldier while still cleverly rushing through the net on the ground.

He further doubled the other one left and right, and also freshly poked a knife at a Holland soldier who fell and moaned nearby.

"Hi, one, two, three?

"Alyssa."

"Wow."

Alyssa, who was blinking at the sudden appearance of one, two, three, was surprised when Oliga called her from behind and jumped up her shoulder.

"You just spoke up. Rude."

"Oh, I'm sorry. Oh, it's a rabbit. Hello."

"Oh, hello there"

Vine, who had managed to devour Origa, responded as Alyssa greeted her friendly and made her eyes black and white.

"Alyssa. From here one, two, three will begin the ravages. I'll take care of the spills, so stay out of the way."

"I'm coming too!

Vine, who managed to breathe, also grabs the short cane he had placed on his hips and declares to accompany him.

Origa, looking into Vine's eyes, conveyed her acceptance by nodding.

"Ah, then I'll go, too. And then follow the princess appropriately. Greetings."

Alyssa, who jumped off the trolley and followed Origa and Vine after one, two, three, and gave her men too appropriate an order, also jumped out of the trolley with one hand the side difference.

"... what do we do?

"I don't know... the lord left. You don't show up anymore."

That's right, the Focarol soldiers, who confirmed, retreated toward where Imeralia was, trying to tell them the situation for now.

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"Yabe. What is that?"

Tannin was gazing at the timing of the retreat as the front line became confused for the immortal soldiers.

He was in a hurry at the sight he could see from the horse.

A man I remember seeing in Kuzem's office wields a thin sword and chops the Immortal and Holland soldiers apart.

It's a frontline event now, but it'll be only a matter of time before we get here.

If you look closely, three women are attacking the soldiers around them to support him.

"Was he that strong..."

"Dear Tannin! Immortal soldiers will be defeated!

Tannin did not answer the question immediately.

Looking back, he said the situation had not yet been communicated, and the carriage in which Kuzem rode remained unchanged and he could see that it was around the middle belly of the unit.

"There will be one more immortal soldier for you. Take it to the front line and let it go. I'll go to the Chancellor and tell him what's going on."

"Got it!

Dropping off his men heading under a carriage carrying immortal soldiers, Tannin redirected his horse.

But the destination is not Kuzem's place.

"Magic is prevented, and no immortal soldiers. If you can't overwhelm the numbers, you can't win."

When I told him to throw it away, he left the soldiers' line and fled pretending to head backwards.

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"Out of my way, I'm not dying!

Pay the Immortal Soldier's legs and crush his head.

The immortal, spasmodic, never rose again.

"Ugh, wow!

Some Holland soldiers are confused and slashed by one, two, three.

"Yo."

One, two, and three, who slapped the sword from the side with his left hand, pulled it down on his back so as to stroke the shoulders of the soldier who had fallen into disposition with the sword, and pierced his throat with the sword.

"... So, are the wooden idols still there?

To one, two, and three, approaching with a sledgefoot, the Horrant soldiers frightened, and only the Immortal soldiers drowned and attacked.

"Hmm!"

He smashes the head of an immortal soldier who comes in front of him with a pattern head and bounces back with a forward kick at his body, which is falling over momentum.

"How, why did this happen?

One, two, three, pointed to the Holland soldiers in front of him.

"Didn't the Ma Karme guys say there's no point in fightin 'the way you don't think, no matter how much you do? I should have known the reinforcements that the guy who crushed it a little while ago was using weren't helping either. Yet..."

They were immortal soldiers who attacked despite talking one, two, three, but were kicked, beheaded, and rendered inactive one after the other.

"Build this crap soldier again. It's time for the limits of patience. I'll smash it all up. That prime minister is a sermon. If I disturb you, I will kill you. Kill me even if I'm in the way. Time to choose until my sword reaches you guys."

The immortals do not understand the story and go towards one, two, three or the Origa, but the Horrant soldiers abandon their weapons with one or two and flee.

Some of them had weapons, but most of them went from right to left without judgment.

"Sora! Here we go!

One spin at the crease. He slashed and skipped without leaving the neck of the immortal soldiers swarming around him, and one, two, and three rushed wildly toward the Holland army on Kuzem's side.

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"Not good! That's not good!

Nergal has been in the greatest hurry since this battle began.

It is not against the movements of the Kuzem side, but against the actions of one, two, three.

"If we stay like this, we'll lose a whole lot of Holland soldiers! Hurry up and remove the net! Forward as soon as it's over!

To Nergal's cry, the soldiers head to retrieve the net where the Focarol soldiers have scattered, but somehow immortal soldiers have been torn apart and corpses tangled up all over the place, over a wide winding.

"We don't have time! Get out of the street and make a big detour and head for it! I can't leave the streets. The carriage and half the soldiers stay..."

"Please wait!

To Nergal, Sabnak came running on a horse.

"Excuse me for staying on the ride"

"Are you Sabnak..."

"We pull the net off the trolley and remove most of it. It won't be too late to march."

"But as it is, the soldiers of Holland..."

"I'll hurry. But consider this a good opportunity."

"It's a good opportunity?

Nergal snorted at Sabnak's suggestion.

"Let there be no misunderstanding. It's all a suggestion from Her Majesty the Queen for Nergal to reach the throne."

"Is that what you think of Imeralia? Let me tell you something."

I'll tell you briefly, Sabnak leads forward, opens his mouth.

"In a report from Focarol soldiers, His Majesty, who learns that one, two, three of you have marched to the Holland side, enters the Holland soldier, which continues to collapse. The Orthon Grande army will follow it, breaking through the middle of the enemy from where Mr. 123 cut it open."

"And breakthrough? Are you forced to go through the center!

Surprisingly Nergal, Subnak nods.

"That's right. You have to bump into them because they're in front of us, and if they're behind us, you can ignore them and go for the capital. No extra sacrifice will be made on either side."

"But if you say you're forced to break through, aren't you forced to"

"Now I can do it."

Subnak cut and threw away Nergal's anxiety.

"The enemy has gone into action involving his allies. The morale of the soldiers in general is already at its lowest. Besides, the chain of command will also be confused because of Mr. One, Two, Three. No one wants to stand in front of a great army without instructions."

However, Sabnak smiled softly, turning away from his serious expression.

"Dear Nergal, though I ask you to make a call.“ The king of Holland passes. Make way. "

Nergal conveyed his approval when he saw that one, two, three's back was getting smaller and smaller.

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"So, what are you so angry about after all, Mr. One, Two, Three?

Asked Alyssa as she approached Vine, skipping the neck of the immortal soldier on the sidelines.

"Huh? I'm not sure either, but I was suddenly upset after seeing this weird soldier... Yikes!

A chunk of water is hitting the face of the Holland soldier, sprinkling water from his nose and mouth and rolling it around.

"Ahhh... somehow I figured it out. More than that, we can use magic! Amazing!"

"No, you know, I can only use water magic..."

Alyssa brutally kicked the immortal soldier approaching Vine, whom she fears.

"I was totally inappropriate and I couldn't use anything."

Unfortunately, unfortunately, he plugs a sidebar into the rolling Immortal Soldier's eyes and breaks his brain.

"If you're that strong, I don't think it really matters..."

Vine was quickly losing confidence in her arms to Alyssa, who was doing what could be considered cruel.

"Strong, huh? Because that's what an example looks like."

Alyssa's gaze looked at one, two, three breaking the immortal soldier as she slipped her body as she danced.

"That long knife didn't work out for me, did it? My hand's not long enough."

"Your husband is strong, but so is your wife..."

Ahead of Vine watching, there was Origa standing slightly distant from one, two, three and flickering the iron fan.

He sees the way one, two, three, and decides that he should drop his neck for now, and whoever is near him is an iron fan, and whoever is also away from one, two, three, or Alyssa, will behead one after the other with wind magic.

There is no stray or confused there.

Both the Immortal and the Holland soldiers had collectively lost their necks without distinction.

"Mr. Origa trains so tightly, doesn't he? I have work to do, but it seems like I do it every day."

"Really..."

Vine saw Origa do both magic and direct attacks and thought it was amazing, but she thought it was scarier than that.

"Ma'am..."

I don't think you should say anything more.

"Yes, thank you"

I was about to say something, and I felt like Oliga had glimpsed this one, and Vine mumbled.