Survival in Another World With My Master

"Finally arrived."

I see. It's unlikely to go with a rope to a boulder. "

Still today and today, we can go on for hours destroying some defensive bases. Finally, our fast strike force has arrived in front of Merynesburg. Today is the third day since we left Arihibourg, but given the destruction of defensive bases along the way, I think it's an astonishing speed. If we had enough airboards to transport more soldiers, we wouldn't have had to crush our defense bases on the road... but the challenge ahead is to transport more troops in bulk. I wish I had a more convenient way.

"Even so... how many people are there?

"Well, I think it's more than 1,000, less than 2,000."

Silfi and I looked at each other, and there were soldiers lined up with matching armor helmets. The avant-garde consisted of heavily armed infantry, long spears with long spears behind them, and archers equipped with bows and arrows behind them. There are more cavalry on horses on the left and right sides of the group.

There are exactly 500 of us against that. I don't know if I don't get a report from Harpy the scout, but in terms of numbers alone, the difference in his strength is roughly two to three times. If we bump into each other properly, we won't have a chance.

"Normally speaking, it's a desperate difference in combat power....."

"... it only looks like a duck."

Silfi murmured with a bitter smile at the enemy faction, and next to her, she said that Isla had no body and no lid.

Would you like to? Surrender Recommendations "

"Well, yeah. Formal. I don't think I'll take it first."

That's right.

Basically, the number of battles in this world using swords and spears is a thing. It may be said that it is not possible to surrender with the recommendation of surrender that the larger number is the smaller number.

Though riding in strange vehicles, we are less than half as many as they are. Regardless of how physically capable a sub-human hand is, they must think it would be more advantageous to have a larger number of them in the field.

Shall we?

Hoi

Handing Sylvie an external speaker's microphone, Sylvie coughed several times, adjusted her throat, and then started talking to the microphone.

"I am Sylfiel-Danal-Merinard, commander of the Royal Merinard Liberation Army. Tell the Holy King's Army that will deploy in the Kingdom of Merinard. Disarm and surrender! Otherwise, you will be destined to expose yourselves here. I promise to disarm and surrender and deliver them safely to my country."

Silfi's voice echoes from the speaker. Then, after a little silence, the enemy laughed. I can't hear it accurately in my ears, but the nuances that make me feel kind of stupid come through.

"I don't feel like I'm going to surrender."

I see. There's no other way ─ ─ Gunners, attack. There's plenty of room in the corner, let's stir it up. Harpy Bombers destroy the enemy rear guard. Infantry units stand by. Your turn comes after you destroy the fools who have fought the battle. "

Many replies were received from the other side of the comms saying yes. At the same time, Harpy and the others began to fly from behind us, accelerating the airboards on which the samurai faces slipped.

In response, the Holy King's army threw the spear soldiers forward and projected the bluntly glowing tip like a halibut. Apparently, the Royal Army has determined that the airboards are of the chariot type. Unfortunately, it's not that warm.

From afar, I began to hear intermittent firing. At the same time, the spear soldier deployed in front of the infantry unit was knocked down, and the spear collapsed in an instant.

Oh, the enemy archers are shooting.

"It's pointless before the end of the line."

As Isla said, the rain of falling arrows seems to be losing momentum before it reaches the samurai's airboard. A magician riding on the airboard is using Isla's newly invented magic to stop the house. I don't know how it works, but it seems to be a special boundary magic that takes away the kinetic energy of flying arrows. Difficulties in specifying and conditioning the target for everything.

That's how the samurai airboards were scraping off enemy soldiers, and now there was an intermittent explosion behind the enemy line. The Harpy bombers, who reached over the enemy line, began dropping aerial bombs one after the other at an altitude beyond the reach of an arrow.

"No matter how many times you look at it, it's terrible."

It's a one-sided ravage.

The Holy King's Army is already the ultimate source of chaos.

That would be the case. Both front and back are rattled. The avant-garde soldiers are in a state of panic in the middle of an unknown attack, and the rear is ravaged by an aerial bomb at the Minch Festival. I don't think there was a chain of command or shit. It wasn't good to be dense.

Soon the Merynesburg defenses of the Holy King's Army were destroyed. Machine gunfire by 20 Musketeers and relentless aerial bombardment by Harpy bombers have transformed the Holy King's Army into an unspeakable body in just over a dozen minutes. It's too cheap.

"Rescue the survivors?

Well, what's going on?

Sylvie had a sharp look at Merlinesburg. Looks like you're watching out for something.

"I couldn't find a magician unit in the enemy. There is a risk of chorus magic being shot during the rescue operation."

Oh, I see.

Surely you can't get out before it's too much trouble. The place where the Holy King's Army was forming was close enough to the walls of Merynesburg. I wonder if it's 100 meters. Ordinary magic probably won't reach us, but the chorus magic used by the Holy King's Wizard Squad is well within range.

Thinking about what happened, several white flags rose on the walls, and the closed gates began to open with a sound. Tension runs in the car due to sudden deployment.

"What's going on?"

Sylphie calls on Golem Communicators to scout Mr. Harpy and the Gunners, and a confused voice returns from the Gunners' airboard.

Er... an Adolese priest with a white flag came out of the castle gate. What do you want to do?

A priest, a priest. Does this mean Ellen did it right?

"What do we do?

"If you're flying a white flag, you can talk about it for now."

That's how Sylphie shrugged her shoulders. In the meantime, is this the end of the Merynesburg offensive? That wasn't so creepy... I guess that's how well Ellen did it.

Anyway, we'll have to deal with it so we don't miss our guard. It would not be good if it was exhausted according to the whiskey.