Trinitas Mundus

Tria Calendar 325, December 26, 4: 30pm.

Ashley was in command of the young adventurers, his men, in the left-wing unit.

Initially, it was an operation to push in the Little Ghost Troops and besiege the main enemy force, the Great Ghost Troops. But besides his thoughts, the Little Ghost tribe unit, which seemed inferior in ability, continued to be pushed the other way around.

Ashley was afraid that the front was slowly retreating.

(Awkward. It's not weird when you lose like this. If we lose here, our allies will collapse... but we have no hitter...)

There is no reverse eye on the side to get here, and despair erodes her mind. Sinking in despair, she was thinking about the man she loved.

(I'm going to be scattered here apparently. But, Ray, you have to survive. Because you are not a born warrior...)

She had been remembering things since she met Ray.

(It was fun meeting you... I missed you one last time... but it looks like it's over...)

She and the wounded twenty or so young men were being surrounded by more than a hundred goblins with their eyes running bloody, invincibly laughing Little Ghost warriors.

The captain of the Little Ghost tribe also understands that if she destroys her troops, the left wing of Periclitle's side will collapse in total, and he has concentrated his power trying to crush them all at once.

"Don't give up! We don't know what's gonna happen on the battlefield! Only think about believing in miracles and surviving the present!

Ashley raises her voice in an effort to make her men believe what she doesn't even believe.

A weak voice returned to the voice.

The captain of the Little Ghost Troop shook up his sword greatly in an attempt to annihilate the Ashleys. If you waved down that sword, the Little Ghost tribe troops would have swallowed her troops at once.

But the captain of the Little Ghost tribe kept his mouth wide open, just looking at the Ashleys as if they were frightened, and didn't try to signal the attack.

(What happened? We shouldn't have a hitter...)

Ashley, wondering, looked behind us.

When she looks back, about twenty horsemen raise their earthen smoke and drive their horses with tremendous momentum. Behind it, moreover, was the figure of the soldiers who seemed to be the successor troops, raising their voices.

Ashley sent his gaze to the cavalry again. That's when tears come to her eyes.

She shouted in a bright voice full of hope to tell her side what she had seen.

"Reinforcements! The Mercenaries are here! Now we can win! Just a little patience! Get your temper back on!

The arms of the cavalry she saw were equipped with a vermilion armor (Van Braith).

They were, as Ashley put it, the cavalry led by Marcut Mercenary Regiment IV, Elias Nifer.

Markat Mercenary Regiment Squad Four is a rare unit for a Mercenary Regiment and specializes in riding combat.

Elias Nifer, who leads the squad, shouts his playful mouth as he shouts up his horse spear and inspires the Periclitle army on the verge of collapse.

"Markat Mercenary Regiment Introduction! The brave men of Periclitle. Make way for us!

The young adventurers, who were on the left wing of the word, responded with cheer. They managed to stand, but waver at the fact that they were reinforcements.

The young swordsman, who looks like a late teenager, says, "Reinforcements! That was helpful!" he exclaimed honestly, waving his bloody sword up.

On the other hand, the Little Ghost tribe emerged slightly in unexpected enemy reinforcements, but quickly regained calm because the number of enemies was smaller than they thought.

"Don't be frightened!

When he shouted so, once again, he looked at the enemy reinforcements. And make sure you don't see any new enemy soldiers from behind the reinforcements.

"There are only a few enemies! Squeeze it! Our victory is near! Don't be frightened!"

The words of the captain of the Little Ghost Clan were shooting straight.

The number of enemy squadrons visible behind the twenty horsemen is as high as two hundred. In the present situation, with this overwhelming difference in power, it would be normal to think of it as water on a burning stone.

In fact, the number of reinforcements is just over two hundred and does not appear to be large enough to overshadow the war situation.

That would be conditional if the reinforcements were soldiers of general skill.

But following Squad Four were the brilliant mercenaries who nuke the elites of the Marcut Mercenary Corps.

The cavalry led by Elias stretches the line sideways as they run in front of the battlefield. And create a clean boomerang-shaped line around Elias. That skill far surpassed the Saints Ray had led.

The captain of the Little Ghost Squad saw the novices as more of a threat than the wounded adventurers in front of him, and turned to the Goblins. It was a measure to use goblins as walls of meat and to try to drain the cavalry.

Elias laughs niggardly at the move.

"Smart! You still think the goblin degree is going to be our obstacle?

When he shook the spear in his right hand slightly to the left, the cavalry did not break the line at all, as it was connected by a stick or string, bending the path to the left. And he rushes through the eyes of the goblins at a fierce speed.

The Little Ghost tribesmen were confused by that out-of-consciousness move.

The manipulators (Tamers) tried to move the goblins to the right hand side in an attempt to follow them, but there was no way a short-lived goblin could follow a handsome cavalry running in the raid Gallup. The goblins bumped into each other's allies as they called in Gaagaa, and the mess was made even greater when Ashley and the others, who saw it as a good opportunity there, launched an attack.

When Elias glanced at the confusion of the enemy, he nodded contentedly and further turned the path behind the enemy.

The captain of the Little Ghost Troop was in a hurry for this.

They stood out quite a bit to annihilate Ashley and his troops. For this reason, there was a great gap between them and their allies behind them, and there was room for the cavalry to move freely.

Because we realized that if a highly skilled cavalry broke in there, there could be a great deal of confusion on our side.

But the troops behind them were unaware of the presence of enemy reinforcements because they were focused on suppressing Periclitle's scouting "scouts. Even if you had noticed, it is unlikely that you could have followed the movements of Areas Sra IV.

Elias entered from the side of the right wing of the enemy with twenty horsemen.

In the meantime, reinforcements' main units also arrive on the battlefield one after the other.

At its head were mercenaries with giant bodies nearly two meters long, red arms and Hamish Markat.

"Kick the miscellaneous fish!

In response to his orders, the mercenaries respond with their weapons up and storm the Little Ghost Clan Troops unconstitutionally.

Gareth Ayling, a sharply eyed one-handed swordsman and captain of the most squad, slashes and kills the goblins who appear in front of him, one after the other, mowing the grass, in a move that also looks cluttered.

The captain of the Little Ghost tribe tried to stop the movement by shielding the goblins, as he did when dealing with the Beasts of Lukes, but it didn't work for Gareth at all. Wherever that thin body had such power, every time Gareth waved his sword, the goblins were amputated and not even shielded.

Beside it was the big bear beast Zenga Ormiga waving Hulbert.

When he waves a giant Hulbert, several goblins blow up at a time.

Not only that, but their men wave their weapons lavishly, becoming huge wedges, infiltrating the Demonic Army, the Sokius Western Dispatch.

From the side, instead of the operation, it looks like there's no formation or anything. So much so, there was an overwhelming difference in force.

Hamish turned to Lazareth Dawell, captain of number three, and said, "Come and finish off the divided enemy! ordered."

Lasalles said, "Roger!," he responded with the sword of his right hand, leading his men away from the main body.

Hamish said, "Well, let's get rid of the big guy!," he said, speaking to Gareth and Zenga, pushing himself into the front line.

Lazareth, who became a separate team, waves his double sword and buries the warriors of the Little Ghost tribe in chaos and their families, the Goblins.

Ahead of his aim was the young adventurers who were just finally standing on their canes with exhausted weapons.

As he hung through the battlefield like a deserted field, there was Ashley, dyed his whole body in bright red blood.

Lasalles rushed over to Ashley and said, "Are you all right!" He called out.

"It helped," Ashley responds with a crisp grin that doesn't look spectacular.

She said, "I'm still fine. Instead, the main unit..." sent a gaze to the central part where the Great Ghost Clan and the Orga giant swung.

"I'm fine. The captain took Lord Gareth and Zenga into the building. You'll kick your enemies right in the ass."

"Father himself..." shrugs Ashley.

"Where are the Rays? The main unit."

Ashley's expression clouds for a moment at Lazareth's inquiry.

"I don't know. He seemed to lead the Holy Knights along the way... but he should probably be where he struggled the most..."

"Right," Lazareth mutters, "but soon enough," we'll take this place on. Rest a little, "he ordered.

Although Ashley showed some hesitation, he said, "Okay. I lower my injured men. I'll ask for the rest," he said, bowing his head gently and turning to the young adventurers, who stood up flashly.

Lasalles, while dropping off Ashley,

(It's something stronger. I thought I'd head right under Ray... but it's in the commander's face. Nobody calls me "lady” anymore...)

He thinks so in a corner of his head, but immediately ordered his men to sweep the Little Ghost Troops.

Ashley wasn't as calm as Lasalles thought.

(I want to go to Ray right away... but I have a subordinate who keeps his life... will Father make it...)

With that in mind, I looked near the center of the battlefield where there was a fierce battle.

The movement was visibly disturbed as to whether there was confusion in the orga with the great ghost tribe that had been under control until then.

When Ashley returned her gaze to her side, she ordered the youngsters to rescue the wounded immediately. She wore the mask of a ruthless commander and hid her own anxiety.

With Hamish joining the front line, the three unidentified warriors will line up. Moreover, the mercenaries of arms who are heartbroken by them are slaughtered by the three men on the side of Sochius. Its destructive power was overwhelming, and the Little Ghost Troops had no way of making it, and had to retreat.

Hamish, who kicked through the Little Ghost tribe troops, arrived in the middle of a battlefield where veteran adventurers fought to the death.

Hamish speaks particularly louder, appealing to his own existence.

"It's Hamish Markat of the Mercenaries! Leave the orgasms to us!

With that screaming, he truncated the huge ghost, Auga, standing like a wall in front of him, under one sword.

Veteran adventurers cheer on Hamish's voice.

An old song adventurer reveals his honest feelings and grins, "Oh man, apparently you saved me," he said.

The word was their common thought.

The veterans realized it was only a matter of time before they perished, and rather than just standing there as veterans.

There came the hero of Millis Valley, Red Arm Hamish, who led his own mercenary regiment. Now you can win, if you survive, you can turn away from the sad look you've had until then and the look on the adventurers' faces will be brighter.

Periclitle defense chief Randall Ogburn didn't miss that plane.

"Leave the enemy on the side to the Red Arms! But don't let them take my hand!

The adventurers responded “Ooh!" to his voice and the situation reversed at once.

Orvo Kronvar, commander of the Demonic Army, Sokius Western Dispatch, learns that enemy reinforcements have arrived and his teeth look.

(Tell the enemy it's reinforcements!? At this time......)

Though that reinforcement was small in number, it had slashed and torn the Little Ghost Troops with overwhelming fighting power. The allies were upset, including their immediate Great Ghost Warriors.

That's when a suspicious demon was born in his mind.

(Again, did you fit in during the "White Mage" operation? Was he buying time expecting this?... Again, he is an enemy of uncertainty to our people of Sochius! We have to bury him here alone...)

If he had remained calm, he would have easily remembered that the PericLittle side had challenged the short-term showdown. But Orvo, who kept getting boiled water, couldn't afford it.

Orvo himself ordered a direct gesture to defeat Ray, the white sorcerer.

"Defeat the White Mage. We're heading to the left flank where he is! Everyone else, stop the enemy! Few enemy reinforcements! Whatever you do, buy some time!

Even at this stage, the war situation was favourable to the Sochius army.

But Orvo, the commander, assumed that his army would be defeated.

If Orvo had someone who could tell him about it, such as Shefki Sommeryoki, who was the commander of the Little Ghost tribe, he might have stopped Orvo and led him to victory.

But although there were good warriors with him, there were not wise enough to advance to the commander. No, if anyone could keep calm, even if they were not wise, the return of the battle might have changed.

That drives the fate of the Sochius side wildly.