Troller

Hennesse desperately didn't want to make a big deal, preferably when he left his post.

I'm not afraid.

It was because he was afraid that he would do something wrong and that there would be a problem in the underlying picture.

The surrounding forces, however, saw Hennesses' passive response and noticed that there was a problem with the quasi-judicial status quo.

“It's hard for me, too. ”

Hennesses was still a young woman, and it became a problem for Bill.

Of course, she was a tough girl to call a girl now, but it was true that those in charge of the surrounding forces were just a girl who had not yet dried up her blood on her head, and there were more and more women who, along with her aunt, wanted to tame Hennesse than Jan Hunsen, who were known to wear the scarce clothes around her.

Greed is the greatest enemy that stands in the way of rational judgment.

When I got her, I thought that I could put my hands to the power of a photofighter with an edible land called Jan Tshunsen, and there was a lot of work for uneaten bastards.

Hennesses knocked himself out of trouble like that and finished his work by asking for an apology.

In normal cases, of course, this is a very reasonable solution.

The problem, however, is that the walk that the quadrilateral saw before was far from such a reasonable solution.

If Jun-san had done that, the people who are counting their women would have asked for their sins, and even the family would have crushed him so that the same thing would never happen again.

Greed, too, dared not reach out. The surrounding forces looked at it and were suspicious.

Maybe there's something wrong with the statue of the quadrant.

Hennesses only realized that his petty response had caused problems, but it was already too late, and he would eventually be subjected to this absurd ultimatum.

Anyway.

When she decided to go to war, the photowarriors, who had been complaining about the warm response so far, cheered for a while and were enthusiastic about preparing for a long battle.

Since the emigration began, there have been people scattered around the country, and the number of warriors Yant Hunsen has now reached close to a thousand and two hundred.

The fact that he is neither a soldier nor a knight-grade force has been brought together to this extent has no origin in itself.

It's not just numbers.

They are all equipped with the Ring of Regeneration, in addition to the amphibious armor made on Earth.

This armor has a rather unusual appearance, but once worn, it has a strong defense that cannot be pierced by cold weapons.

Of course, since it does not completely eliminate the physical force itself, it is forced to reveal some weaknesses in the striking weapon, such as iron, rather than flying.

It's the ring of regeneration that compensates for those weaknesses.

Having two absolute equipments, the Ring of Regeneration and the Defense Clothes, it was only the strongest army that had no way of getting close to it when two absolute artifacts, the Blood of Hennesses, the Flag of Chaos and the God of Protection were added.

Of course, there are no restrictions at all.

The original photowarrior combo was based on feeling the air of the battlefield directly on the skin without wearing armor.

The same was true of the photowarriors who were motifs of the combo, so once they put on their armor, it was impossible to freely use their unique abilities.

However, this condition that maximized defense at the expense of attack is more helpful when you are fighting more numerous enemies than when you are fighting a transcendent being beyond your abilities.

Hennesses was able to respond harshly to the ultimatum because he had faith in the powerful power of these photowarriors.

The news that Jan Tshunsen disobeyed the ultimatum and resolved to wage war was reported to the surrounding forces before the day passed.

“You're stubborn. ”

King Daston of Bardell, the eldest son of the latter, muttered in a polite reply from Hennesse.

Bardel is an emerging country after Jan Tshunsen was transformed into a gold medal by the hand of the Ice Spirit.

Relstarch, the country that used to dominate this place, was holding the country to the advantage of east-west trade through Jan Tshunsen, which collapsed rapidly when the trade routes were blocked by the Great Spirit of Ice one morning and then collapsed into ruin. After a period of turmoil, the country established through reunification was Bardel.

Bardel still has the memory of Relstarch in the battlefield's trade with the eastern and western continents, and he was well aware of the power of the photowarriors.

Nevertheless, this provocation has had a major impact on the new weapons conventional in Belkaras, in addition to the pride that emerging countries hold.

When the Dark Army invaded the continent a year ago, all the other regions, except Ibeloa, were staffed by returnees armed with firearms.

While it was clear that returnees who relied too heavily on firearms were in danger at the time, it was also true that the power of the firearms they held had greatly shocked those who were in control of the area at that time.

Epic quests to defend each region could barely succeed thanks to quasi-judicial intervention, but some of the firearms that the returnees who were killed in the aftermath were left unaccounted for.

Through this process, rulers with broken or intact firearms made great efforts to replicate these weapons.

Of course it couldn't be right.

From simply bonding the appearance to the technique here, it was almost impossible to reproduce the bullet shot even if it succeeded in replicating the shape.

Instead of testing replica firearms with bullets acquired with firearms, we hope that the gunman explodes and the artisan dies many times.

A new firearm was created that mimicked only the basic principles by the hands of a craftsman who realized that this firearm could not be replicated properly with his own technology.

The bayonet was made by tapping and winding a steel plate, which inevitably became a full-length ornament because it did not have the capacity to make a strong pharmacy.

Black gunpowder, which had been used since before, was introduced instead of the cerebral canal, bringing the matte directly to the gunpowder.

A matchlock was made.

Of course, in the absence of any technology-based technology, a weapon made of imitation alone cannot perform properly.

The effective range had to be as small as 50 meters, and the accuracy of the rifles and bullets was at least too poor.

Though it was a weapon that seemed useless to any mate, it could not be difficult to defeat even a medium-term soldier armed with a strong armor if he collected it and fired a single shot.

In fact, the power of the shotgun used at the time of Lee Jin-woo was just this level.

Although no such weapon would have originally been brought out of the country, the ruler of Belkaras, after the warehouse had been robbed by Montmont, was bloody ready to replenish it, and for him this ambiguous new weapon seemed to be a very good product.

King Daston of Bardel was one of those who drew attention to the power of this new weapon.

Of course, Park Jun-san, who is known to be behind the photowarriors who took over Yangthunsen, also had a rumor that he was a different person in the world, but no mention of his use of a firearm has been made to date.

Daston sent a large number of spies to Delordan to gather information more closely, but the results did not include any information regarding his use of a firearm.

If a quasi-strong situation had the possibility of bringing a powerful handgun, it would have disappeared if his absence were now certain.

We have to say that the photowarriors are strong. In the end, they are human beings made of blood and flesh.

To that extent, Daston concluded that only the five hundred justice firearms that Bardell possessed could be sufficiently suppressed, and as a result, Hennesse was told that there was no ultimatum in doing so because he was rude.

“Stupid guys. ”

Daston put Hennesse's reply on the table and ordered his loyal troops, who were already preparing for battle, to march to Yangthunsen.

When the king's orders fell, Bardell's proud work force came into contact with Jan Tshunsen confidently.

Of course, he called himself the 10,000 troops, but the actual number of Bardell troops was about 8,000, about 5,000 of whom were only in a hurry to conscript for the expedition.

Substantial elite troops included five hundred specially trained rifles in the royal family, two thousand guards escorting them, and five hundred knights who combined the forces of the provincial lords.

However, whatever the content, it is clear that only troops of the same level as the entire population of Jant Hunsen have been dispatched.

When such a grave threat is reported to Yangthunsen, Hennesse leads the convened photowarriors to the battlefield.

“Forward!”

Hennesses, dressed in a revised armor to suit his growing body shape, gave orders with a flagged spear in his right hand. Similarly, the photowarriors, wrapped in black armor, slowly left the castle.

The photowarriors reacted strongly when they were given their first protective clothing, regarding it as a challenge to their traditional ways.

In the interior of this situation, there was one reason for not being a quasi-imaginable little girl.

Internal Affairs was sufficiently aware of her abilities, but the battle was their karma, honour and pride.

I don't know if Joon Sang went out on his own.

But only in the yard, it's rather odd for a little girl to feel comfortable with such a sensitive part.

At first, he tried to persuade her somehow, but in the end, Hennesse was forced to give up and call for a draft and strike again the ritual that the Associate Chancellor had performed.

Of course, the draft with the Guardian's Sacred Body in its hands was not followed by anyone, at least in defense.

With the iron rod in his hand instead of the spear, Draan beat a thousand photowarriors to the ground, and as a result, Hennesse was able to rise to the rank of Governor of Yangthunsen, a practical position that encompassed both the door and the moor in the past, simply as a quasi-religious representative.

Anyway.

Equally, the procession of photowarriors united in black armor made their impressions even more intense.

Hennesses reached Silan Plain, a short distance from the citadel, leading the photowarriors up to the ghost horse that was handed over to him.

Waiting there for a while, Bardel's army finally arrived, creating a cloud of dust.

The command of the Bardel Army was assumed by a senior nobleman named Uskel, who, as the uncle of King Daston, was being used by his nephew as Duke of Beldran after he was crowned.

Duke Veldran Uskel frowns as he enters Silan Plain and discovers the photowarriors who are already waiting.

“Are you hitting the field? ”

Obviously, it is not wise to bring aggressive photowarriors to farming.

Indeed, their breakthroughs were so horrendous that even if this side had an overwhelming numerical advantage, it could never be wary.

But it's all in the past.

The Bardell Army is now a state-of-the-art army armed with modern weapons called firearms.

It was not just armed, it was a tactically advanced army, with as much reference as possible to what other armies in the world were fighting for.

“Stupid guys. Just in time to get dressed. ”

Duke Veldran Uskel laughed at the photowarriors standing in heat dressed in black and instructed the troops leading him to make progress.

Immediately after his command fell, two thousand guards were in position, and five hundred rifles were inside.

As the Knights of the Five Hundred move to the left and stand by, and the rest of the conscripts take their backs, Duke Veldran Uskel begins to advance in order again.

Senior Blood Dorne bursts into laughter, looking at them like that.

“I have what I've seen everywhere. Arghhhhhh...”

Then, of course, the Blood Droids started to laugh and kick even the photowarriors in the belly.

Hennesses watches all of them quietly, and as the distance from the Bardell army approaches five hundred meters, he lowers the visor and calls out a draft quietly.

“I'm begging you.”

With a word of it, the potatoes close their eyes, a golden light flashes on her soft brown hair, and her eyes begin to glow blue.

“Hey... it's been a long time since I've been at war like this. ”

When Draan rises above the surface of consciousness, he raises his limp face and flickers.

“Get ready, you lunatics! ”

The Photographers didn't even know the existence of Drain, but they knew that when they entered the battle, Hennesses' personality changed to the extent that they wanted to be someone else.

“It's been a long time since I've heard the sound of that lunatic. ”

“Was that your taste? ”

“I didn't mean to, but from the moment I got beaten to death by an iron rod during the ceremony, I felt a heartbeat when I saw the Governor. ”

“Erai, you lunatic. ”

The photowarriors began to rise slowly.

Even if you don't use the vastness of the photowarrior's natural abilities, it doesn't mean that their combat abilities themselves are sealed.

Despite the fact that he was wearing a protective suit, some Bloodroids were able to trigger a limited level of broadband capability.

This would never have been possible under the card system, but for them it was a wall that could go far enough with effort.

Kian enjoys the life that flows from the body of the photowarriors and activates the power of protection and the spirit of recovery.

When all the preparations were complete, Draan raised his flagged spear and exclaimed.

“Charge!”

“Ooooooooo!”

When Draan drove the ghost horse forward with the order, the photowarriors who wrapped themselves in their defensive suits followed him with a shout.

“Crazy people. ”

After seeing that, Duke Uzquel laughs and gives his orders.

“Loading.”

“Load up!”

When the order fell, the gunmen began loading ammunition into the firearms they had, and the guards pushed the long spear forward and took steps to protect them.

Although I did not hear directly from the Earthlings that there had been such a tactic, the plan to make the most of the limited weapon capabilities eventually created a tactic similar to the one used by Earthlings in the past.

Uskel frowns at the oddly dressed photowarriors who can't even see their faces.

At first, I thought of it as just a dress to express my determination, but the closer I got, the more I thought it wasn't made for such a simple purpose.

But now it's too late to come up with that idea.

Uskel gives the order again without agitation.

“Aim.”

“Aim!”

The gunmen immediately pointed forward at the rifle and aimed at the photowarriors rushing towards them.

It is in fact true that the accuracy of the firearm itself falls considerably.

However, if you make a move like this and hit the bullet with a sequential shot, one accuracy becomes meaningless.

Upon entering the hundred security units, Uskel, the photowarriors, ordered firing at the gunmen who stood divided into three ranks.

“Fire.”

“Fire!”

When the order fell, the gunmen's fingers moved and pulled the trigger, and an initial trigger made of a principle similar to the lever took the rope to a dish filled with gunpowder.

At this moment, a black gunpowder explodes with fierce smoke, firing a loaded bullet at the photowarriors.

The round-shaped iron bead flies straight to the photowarriors with the heat behind it.

The gunmen and the guards, who stopped them in front of them, thought that the photowarriors, who were shouting at themselves, would fall screaming.

But their expectations were missed.

The bullets that flew towards the photowarriors bounced off without leaving a single trace on the armor they were wearing.

“Huh?”

The guards, of course, and even Duke Uskelman, who watched with a confident expression, had no choice but to make a brutal look at this unexpected situation.

“Fire!”

Gunmen changed their positions mechanically and fired again, but this time it didn't work.

“Stop it!”

Upon hearing that the knight leading the guard was using evil, Uskel could barely understand the situation.

“Bounce... bullets? ”

However, whilst muttering like that, he snorted over the head of the spearheaders, swirling his spear and scattering his rifle in a single breath, and rushing toward Duke Uzquel of Veldran.

“Out of the way! Out of the way! Out of the way!”

Riding on a ghost horse that emits a fiery flame from his eyes, Uskel's appearance was so intimidating that he could stab himself with a large white shield and a heavy spear with a flag.

“Don't, stop it! ”

As Uskel's orders fell, the escorts who surrounded him ran in unison, but they fell out without ever stopping the fine spear that the draft wielded.

“Crazy!”

Uskel draws his sword to stop the tiny spear of the draft himself when the escort knights are crushed by a single breath.

Kian lowers the microscope from top to bottom, without saying anything about that, towards Uskel.

Uskel listened reflectively to the slimy spear that was ripping open the atmosphere, but this was not going to happen in the first place.

Pfffft!

The blade of the Axe of the Microscope pushed the sword of Uskel down in a single breath and cut off his shoulder.

“Huff!”

The axe blade breaks the armor and breaks the clavicle in a single breath, causing it to collapse.

Uskel looked at the person who had fatally injured himself with his eyes open, but all he could see was a round helmet that he couldn't even recognize.

“Oh, my God...”

When Uskel leaves one word and falls on the horse, Draan cries out, frightened, looking at the other soldiers looking at him.

“On your knees!”