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.

A roar, a scream, sends the sound to your feet.

Until I got used to it, I couldn't stand the smell... the smell of beasts approaching.

Edward leading the right wing, seems to be pushing it well.

The herd that eventually comes, basically, "do it over".

Send it out to the front and wait for the Miyagi to raise the signal.

Until then, no more shooting shall be added than "streaming" the beast.

It's also difficult because of the problem.

The soldier at the end wants to grab the "Hand and Souvenir" and the "Participation Award".

But if I get too much at the push stage, they'll say "manners violation".

Or so he says, and if he doesn't shoot at all, the beast jumps around in eight directions.

It annoys the frontal troops and is credited with "ignorance of the modus operandi" and "dominant beta".

But with me, this is the fourth time I've been on a roll hunt.

Dagda where he didn't write it, and twice in the Far East, he took part in a big hunt.

Thanks to this, I was able to understand about the "point of view".

Not at the point of being pushed and showing up in front of you, but a little after that.

It was only when the beast was stuck in traffic that the shooting took place.

Now that the signs of the beast are approaching, this is exactly where the legend rides out.

"Acaius! Send shooting orders to the Chinese and right platoons!

At what time, how many shots should be fired, and when should a stop order be issued?

That is a judgment to be made in the field. You can leave it to me...... no, where I should leave it.

Acaius made it a man who was Count Woodmell's duty, and now he's my right arm.

You can't be wrong.

I just dropped off the horse's head without a patrol or delay.

"Neville! Transmit to the left wing as well!

Neville, voiced, has returned an uneasy look.

I've already heard that you don't have experience hunting rolls.

The man, who has had an inferior sense of appearance, was the eldest son of the House of Hawell, yet passive in his aristocratic socialization.

"It'll be just the right time."

Desperately running beasts and horses with people on them. due to the convenience of its speed difference.

Easy words, but not encouraging to that extent...... but it's Neville.

"You're acting for the platoon leader authority, aren't you? You don't want to try?

All you need is experience and confidence.

Because technology and academics are embedded in them.

But Neville has been pushy.

"Allow individual shooting? Or do you want a simulation? How many in that case?

The military order is clear. The upper and lower crushes are limited to crushing.

That's true, though.

Neither does it!

It's the Howell family that pops up without looking over there... although it would be a cavalry trail.

No, Neville. Not like you.

If this one doesn't pull the reins, he'll want to break out with great joy.

I'd expect a lot from just having my own soldier.

To Acaius, for now?

Differences in experience.

More than that, the difference between a "usage" that is tapped into the consciousness of "moving with your responsibility and readiness".

There would have been no "moving people" other than the minister of the child.

It's okay, Neville, I'm not exaggerating so much.

It's not even a battlefield.

"Everyone on the left flank is quiet. There's no fear of 'overtaking'."

Finally, my smile is back.

No, the mundane frog side is back.

"Copy that. Until the herd of beasts passes, be free. Then we'll issue a stop order."

"That's good...... no, 'I'll take care of it'"

I'm also not in a position to say anything very great.

I can't even put a hundred cavalry on Akaius, who can lead a thousand soldiers.

What doesn't extend is to each other.

The center of the Chinese army, until the beast passed right in front of my eyes, for there was only a few moments left.

Out loud, I called on His Highness Ashlaan.

"At a stage where the head of the herd is sparse, you don't need to shoot. When there's a crowd, shoot it with a 'scatter' feel and you can flush the herd well.... Note that if you've been intruding on this one, don't hesitate to make a meeting. It's shooting."

Your Highness naturally has experience in roll hunting. Where it is not necessary, such as lectures.

Rather, this is an "explanation of the circumstances" to the Kingsguard.

If you're a child soldier, you can do it with "No questions asked, follow your life".

Even if Kingsguard is a soldier, he is the "lord of another house" or the "general lord's son".

I can't even get too overwhelmed. I need you to convince me.

Though I don't think this kind of place is different from modern Japan.

I just wondered what it would be like as an army. I don't have to think so.

The formation squared subtly.

I still don't know if I can take control...

The truth is, it shows a slightly different kind of fun.

Was it bad to say, "If you come in here," etc.

His Royal Highness's side was tinted.

In a position where you can protect yourself, in a place where bows are easy to handle...... twitching, positioning disputes.

It's better not to have a beast intrusion, right?

It's not a chance, it's a pinch, right?

There was just one, motionless shadow.

Determine the "proper position" from the beginning and fasten the legs of the horse. And he was smiling.

Sensei Tsukahara, who had been turned by His Highness Aslan's troops.

By this time he had already de facto assumed the position of guard of His Royal Highness.

"If everyone in your vicinity is dedicated to shooting, you don't need me to take a bow."

So crushed, I just looked around left and right.

"If you don't need a bow, let my men have it"

It was Olars Elan who was still smiling.

While many of the Twas avoided His Highness Aslan troops and were having trouble balancing their numbers. They were offering internally to their fellow countrymen.

In another way with Ethan, only for someone who still has something "serious" about it.

It was a nodding story.

"Hiro, you seem to be making me do my job all the time. It's painful."

And this one word.

Peaceful and good quality.

Then the famous bowman who is not weak - rather than the master of bowing, he should be the archer of bowing - is also. Work is honest and responsible.

No, he's a senior who feels good.

"I have one bow arm right now. I am pleased to offer my prey to His Highness."

and so forth, and where it has been summed up peacefully from here.

A visiting pig from his right hand runs away in front of him and a herd of deer jumps away.

Sometimes I slip my legs, and when I collide with my buddies, I'm panicking.

The crowded hours were exactly what I was about to visit.

Your Highness will show you his gaze.

Returning the snort, the raised horse whip waved down without hesitation.

It's my job to speak up.

"Target, left front of the herd! Simultaneous!"

High string sounds overlap, eventually. The sound of shinobi comes.

Narrow on the left hand...... a bunch of beasts that were going along the mountain are amazed by the sound.

The beast, afraid of the rain of the arrows, ran away to the open flat, like water flowing low.

I was able to guide him well. This would not put a heavy burden on the left wing either.

Everything is going well.

The applause arose in the rear.

Looking back, Orace was just finishing up a piece of rice balls.

The soldiers are busy too.

Those who rejoice in obtaining prey, and are discouraged by their arrow wings, which have stood upon the trunk of a tree.

"I damaged it, too. That's not easy. Olars is a great bowman."

His Royal Highness Ashlaan seems to regret it a little bit.

But, well, the real thing about the roll hunt, after there's a fold in the front.

The surrounding gentlemen will assist His Highness well at that time.

Until the herd of beasts reaches the Miyagi Squad, it will be a while.

This seems to be the halftime of aristocratic sports, soothing......

Oops?

"It's a deer!

It was also a brilliant stag. Horse-like physique, multiple branched corners.

If you came out lost with one head, it's still convenient.

No matter who lay down their lives, the surrounding men were shooting their legs and asses with their bragging arms.

Where the velocity has fallen, His Highness Aslan's bow rings a string.

"Brilliant!

"Congratulations!

I cheer more than anywhere else, but I can't just say I follow.

It was in fact an excellent arrangement.

I just shot through the steeple with an arrow.

"I thank the lords for their cooperation. What about the momentum you pushed out?

If you look around.

In a remote bush, there were signs of people.

I heard from you, but you're not coming out?

… to ask for instructions, look back.

I could not capture His Highness Aslan.

Sensei Tsukahara, who was moving forward on the ride, was blocking his sight.

The hand was gripped with a long roll pattern.

The cold eyes had been drawn to the beard.