The Story of a Different World Dynasty - When I was reincarnated, I was treated like a Necromancer, but I started to wonder if it was bad.

"Isn't Ethan and I in the wrong place?"

Leave me alone, Emile. We're both sleepy.

They didn't stop talking before sunrise.

"The rationale will be explained later." Sometimes I tell you to hang on. "

And he forsook them both, and left a hundred and fifty men, who had kicked the belly of their horses.

Between the fort starting from B and C, the reins were pulled.

Isn't this my secret strategy...... to call it "Focus Face Receipt"?

"Light strike where enemy defense is concentrated" (focus step) as "Advance defense of the general" (face reception).

In short, it's a shitty harassment to force a defended enemy to respond.

About "between killings" is limited in size, which was the inspiration.

I can't put in the numbers, so the enemies and allies are the same for one thing.

In that case, it was limited to a handful of elites. In order not to be neglected, the general leapt out on a single ride to catch the fish.

Arrow shells flew from the left and right, but I knew the range.

I could still hear the rage... I had no idea how to stop it.

For some reason, it involves the admiral's ticket. Hidden jumping gear is way too cool for single-rider enemies.

A society where prestige becomes power as it is, and when honor is lost, people leave. In fact, military personnel (this) work is "finished if they are licked"... and there is no need to line up "big talk" with "big talk". It could be an offensive defense from tomorrow.

Anyway, I waited five minutes for the generals to quiet down. Is that enough?

I'll say hello again in a loud voice.

"The fan wind can change."

-- (to that life) You seem familiar from the fan season, but I'm tired of the wind already--

(Interpretation: Don't come out with a cage forever.)

The fort on the left, which starts at B as planned, saw the chaos at the castle head and the flying flag.

The fort's gate opens. The number spit out is about five hundred.

Wiser than I expected.

There was no man in the fortress at the end of the field who could take down the Royal Guard Squadron Captain in one go. Then it's a place where you can wield a lot of power, but even if you put in a thousand, you won't be able to move.

... but at the time I was caught. I was aiming for it from the beginning.

Are you kidding me?

It's called breakfast, though.

Before giving the order, the light mouth on the wind passes by.

Yul Reinen was literally one of the most elite local white soldier specialists in the Konofu.

It is only natural to make way for five times the number of objects. Ethan and Emile advance through the pawns.

I turned my horse's head to the left after I saw it.

The sunshine at the beginning of the rise in the east also reminded me of the heat, but this is the point of patience.

"You guys, step forward. Don't be sidelined."

It should be noted that Sir Cocui Flute was unable to endure the negligence of the remaining fifty riders.

"Sigh, I'm going to sigh, I'm going to sigh!"

"What are you talking about? I don't know what you're talking about."

A pale memory that suddenly reminded me of the "chair game".

In the "tasty position" near the chair, it moves slowly, which is a matter of course.

In other words, I knew what would happen to Konoe's elite.

"I've endured it a lot. That's so pathetic, that general over there... don't you think so too?"

An elderly man jerks his jaw across his back.

Looking back, the sunlight was shining in his eyes and he was tough.

"Ahh... I see, until the end"

I understand, I'm moving forward.

And I'm alone again, no.

I'm a general all the time.

I'm also called the Remon Pillar Stone.

Among the guards, we selected a person who was particularly skilled.

Even after the age of fifty, the Kokui Flute shall not be leaked into the election.

"I'm going to give my brother Walter a souvenir."

"Your feelings alone are enough." The mackerel stage is without flowers. "

Thirty thousand spectators were cheering.

I see, it was too much of a temptation to stand alone all the time.

"At the back, the fort's gate opened." About three hundred, to hear the sound. "

I still don't have enough strength to pitch in, I understand.

Anyway, the kingdom army is one hundred and fifty, and five hundred from the left fort.

Given the size of the Killer Room, that's the limit.

I see. The identification is good. We can only leave it to one side to defend the other.

Pathetic, isn't it? While we're harassing each other.

"That's our [mood], my lord. It's dyed to your knowledge."

The sound of approaching horseshoes, the distance is about two hundred meters.

It was about time that I lifted my left elbow and my eyes met the reversing Konoe Fifty Knights.

If I hid a bitter smile under my heel, they would spear it.

Squeeze the reins. Head back west.

The intersecting men seemed the same age as me.

Take care of it.

"It's 'None', right?"

"Pick up your neck or something."

"You have to imitate Dase"

"The Good Fort, the Best Spear"

Fifty riders clashed with three hundred as they cast praise over the captains who fell on the ground.

It was scattered and sucked into the fort.

Before the sun rose, the kingdom flag was flying over the castle.