Late September.
The Royal Army allowed the northern thieves to cross the river.
Almost everything that happened was a matter of assumption.
There's a storm coming.
As Cione predicted, including the fact that the rough weather lasted two days as a precursor to it.
All armies, backed off the Gwyn River, were garrisoned on high ground, so there was no damage caused by the water.
Again, as planned.
I also expected an attack from a storm.
It's nothing strange that you decided you couldn't prevent crossing the river.
We're at war on terms close to a fifth. One step at a time, naturally.
Anticipating the case of the river crossing, an operation had been set up.
But the operation didn't work.
by unexpected circumstances.
The word "unexpected" is no excuse.
On the battlefield, unexpected things always happen.
A showcase of the field commander's arms wields ad hoc extraction at that time.
It is the task of the command to prepare for the second and third steps.
Everyone in the military knows that.
Still, it was unexpected.
Depending on, flow when:
The northern thieves came all the way along the river in rough weather.
I've chosen a time of intense storm to run Operation Cross the River.
After all, we have divided our armies into three places, but the enemy, this time, had clearly decided his fate.
The easternmost end.
The Magnum Regiment and the Fanzo people are in charge of the area.
The fanzos have a hard time watching the war.
I would never offend a fool to let a ship out in a storm.
Even if you take it and stand, you have enough fighting power to prevent it.
But the threat of the Fanzo crowd from the North Thief lies in its mobility and unexpected nature of action.
If you're in a storm, you don't have to be hit in the middle of the river. Isn't this rather an opportunity?
Moreover, hundreds of people have the weakness that "all armies together do not reach the number of ten thousand".
Then why don't we just push the numbers and seal the movement?
The sacrifice is huge, but there's nothing you can't do.
And the Magnum Regiment.
The North Bandits saw their low smell in the next attack.
No, it might be a little different from "smell."
He seemed to see things like culture, customs, and the character of soldiers.
The Magnum Regiment is militia-centric.
I am not a root samurai/military man.
Some fears are insurmountable, even if training can erase fears of enemy soldiers.
I didn't grow up hearing "The Tale of a Brave Knight Exorcising a Monster," because I didn't.
As the storm passes and the sun begins to climb......
They realized what they were dealing with and fell into a state of panic.
The enemy was a so-called zombie.
If I were a reincarnated Japanese, I still think I could handle it.
"This is a zombie," he said, because he can recognize it.
People who don't know the creature Zombie have seen Zombie for the first time.
Bloody, rotten, unidentified monster.
If you wave desperate courage and pluck your neck, you won't stop moving.
Even if I cry and run away, I don't think I have a choice.
In the first place, they're people who don't make it their business to wield weapons and beat their opponents.
Half the Magnum Regiment blew up.
It's not "strategic retreat" or anything like that. It is an unmistakable "crush".
All that was left were the veteran militia and the three boys in the martial family.
These people are immersed in a culture of "defeat is not allowed until life comes down" and "fighting is honor".
When I received a screaming telepathy from a surveillance ghost, I wanted to hold my head.
I'm a Necromancer.
If there are necromancers who manipulate ghosts, there are necromancers who manipulate corpses, and nothing wonders.
I don't know what to assume, but it doesn't matter.
Isn't this something I should be prepared for...
I don't have time to be caught. We have to think of measures.
Anyway, he also got a telepathy saying, "From behind, a reserve is rushing".
There's nothing left for them to do first.
What's the scary thing about zombies......
"I don't know what's going to stop me," he said, "I think it's an infection." Probably.
Ask the surveillance ghost to identify him.
At the start of the enemy crossing, the command had everyone packed.
Stand up in a big hurry and report.
"A monster. What's the power of that?
"Probably less than human. But...... it's a corpse that moves so it looks creepy. The militia cried out and fled, receiving reports that the front was on the verge of collapse. A backpacking unit is rushing for backup.
"It's no different than eating an ambush decently. Is that what you want to see? Then stop at the second and third steps. As planned.
Master Alex was not in a panic.
Encourage your voice.
"Orders withdrawal. Inspector, tell the commander of the regiment through the ghost.
And I loosened my face so much... I looked around at the young man.
"You can't lose Magnum for this. Don't you think?
It is not a modern army.
It is a society in which the individual martial arts, or the appearance of English, the story of life…, have a great influence on command.
It is the armies of the kingdom that go by the earth, "Ten thousand pawns are easy to gain and one general is difficult".
The withdrawal order somehow made it.
I flew instructions to the surveillance ghost, and I rode the griffon with the sunrise.
I left in the morning.
The first thing I noticed on the scene was Claus and his men, who were surrounded by enemies.
"Captain, the stock is still behind us! Please!"
Claus, who squeezed his power in his rough breath, became a big letter on the spot.
An ally's horseback riding is imminent from behind. Don't worry.
Some could not be rescued.
Even when I was watching Domenico, I always thought.
Who honors the name "Knight"...... What the hell, what is it?
How can it be so?
"The samurai, the nobles, are in that which spares their name more than their lives".
"Three boys, old Molly? Even though you can't get married, and you don't have anything to let the next generation inherit?
"Honor will remain. Is it hard to understand?
"… it is understandable that the mind should be received, honored and distinguished. Is it a shortage?
"It's enough. The Lord, the Lord of the house, if that is the case. Don't sacrifice yourself, then.
The Knights stayed in position to keep Captain Magnum alive.
Ten captains Antonio Saccheri and 25 of his men.
You can see the name on a stone tablet in Woodmell Castle.
The magnum also acted as a scumbag to get as many of his men away as possible.
Contributes to keeping Spirit Bullet machine guns scattered from inside the carriage and retarding enemy incursions.
"I have been helped by the judgment of your master. Thank you, Maria.
Magnum, who was able to entrust his escape leg to his obedience, was safe.
I served as a shingle with you, Shinnosuke.
I have to flee again while flipping through the horse's reins myself.
Unlike the carriage, there was no cover to protect myself.
He was shot with an arrow, and his horse went down.
I rolled off well, so it wasn't fatal, but I got my left arm on my horseshoe.
He screamed and pulled his sword out, instantly killing four of his besieged enemies.
Where we are about to fall further into the heavy......
I, no, Chihira, I made it.
Lower the "mouth" of the griffon until it hits the body and strikes one hand with a two-length stick.
The circle of siege was swept out in an instant.
Sinnoske survived.
My left arm had to be amputated.