"Go, Sursis, crush the kingdom."
Kingdom of Sursis, South.
A significant number of enemy soldiers had already stepped into the country from across the national wall.
It was a great deal to have been struck by the Kingdom of Sursis, even if the bombing, which involved even allied forces earlier, and the collapse of the south wing of the castle once weakened the momentum of enemy soldiers but caused damage to their own forces.
Take the weapon and run down from the south to the castle, under the castle. It is only food dressed as the kingdom of Sursis and others whose security has diminished in the defense of the kingdom of Chinensis and even collapsed into some buildings.
"... and if you think it's a big mistake.
Suddenly, a new army appeared in front of the enemy soldiers.
Flip white team clothes and attack enemy soldiers in a controlled move to gain momentum in an instant. Surprised by the sudden emergence of the Knights, he relentlessly slashes and lays down frightened enemy soldiers. Some enemy soldiers hold their swords to regain their posture and are slashed into knights, but there is not one enemy soldier among them who can beat their knights one-on-one when it comes to strength alone. There can be no decent counterattack to the emergence and sudden attack of the Knights, which can be described as an ambush, and the advantages of numbers do not work at all.
Leading the Knights, he calmly laid eyes on the plate as he held the black edge of his glasses at his fingertips.
"... still a soldier with just more songs, as Jill Bale sees it.
Style, shrieking as if it were nothing but a foolish ploy, such as letting a slave without proper combat training hold weapons and armor, raised his right hand as it was, releasing further instructions to the Knights.
"Watch your back, too! Already north enemy soldiers may turn back. Always check the sky! If there's another unidentified bombing, retreat immediately."
You don't have to protect me. [M] The knights also answered it in a tenacious voice, in a majestic mouthful different from the usual way of speaking to them.
"Give victory to the First Princess of Pride."
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. As he responds, the knight defeats several enemy soldiers and takes them one step further forward. At least an enemy soldier trying to reward them one arrow pointed a gunshot or blade at the style that led them, but as soon as he showed the gap, he was shot and powerless by a knight from a completely different angle.
The number of knights is no big deal in itself. But still, too many, the few elite knights were a precise move, fearlessly free of gaps or waste.
If you want to push away, a leading soldier was sniped out of an unexpected direction to frustrate the exit, and the whole thing jammed his leg.
If you give in to the defense to pull a little, as relentlessly as you hunt it down, the knights slaughtered and lay down their enemy soldiers directly forward, reducing their numbers.
Not even from one side. Despite the small number of Knights, enemy soldiers, more than a few times that number, were surely besieged. It does not go any further, as if surrounded by invisible walls, but is twitched south, rendered powerless by the knight's hand in turn from the leading soldier.
"Slash him without haste. He is not our enemy, such as a soldier who knows no strategy or command."
Style, who feeds himself and fully grasps the plate on his horse while letting the knight close the gap between the enemy soldiers, looked down at the enemy soldiers with a cold eye on the back from what was a heated command.
"Anyone can do it if you just let them hold the weapon and walk." Soldiers "and" knights "because they take knowledge, skill, and control.
... There is no resentment toward them who become slaves and are forced to stand on the battlefield. I think it's rather cruel, and I remember anger in an enemy country that uses and abandons humans who are neither prepared nor capable to fight. But more than that.
I was willing to kill all the people who made my pride come into such sight.
Including myself, of course.
factors that hurt her. Even anger passes over all of it.
And now she's still on the battlefield where she should be put to rest as soon as possible, even though she's been treated by someone with special abilities to treat injuries.
Everything that could endanger her is doomed.
Anyone who interrupts her wishes will be ambushed.
I can't stop thinking about myself if I don't.
"Dear Stayle! We saw the southern wall."
Face up with a knight's voice. A knight who ran vertically up the wall of the building with special abilities pointed fingers at the far rear of enemy soldiers from the spot. Apparently you can see it from somewhere else. I entrust the surrounding knights with this later instruction and temporary command, and I turn my attention to the knights who reported to me and use their abilities.
"... from here?
Moving instantaneously, moving to a position in view. A knight with a special ability to stand perpendicular to the wall grabbed my arm on the verge of falling as it was and lifted me with one arm to prevent it from falling. As I thank you, I look in the direction the knight was pointing at earlier with his legs hanging on the wall.
A little far-sighted, but I did see a place where national perfection was destroyed.... such as within critical range?
"… could you continue to accompany me in the form of escorts?
Keep your gaze on him and ask the knight who grabs my arm up and he'll get back to you as soon as he can. I check his face and recall if he was indeed a knight who had recently risen to the main unit. Well, even though I'm up for recruits, I'm now one of the same main unit knights as Arthur. There will be no problem.
Holding back the knight's hand, I travel to the national wall destroyed by instant travel.
Landing on a thick wall, he looks down at a group of enemy soldiers and now turns to the rear of it.... They're still holding back quite a few. But you don't have to deal with people who don't have the right invasion in the country. Only the soldiers inside the walls of this country will perish, and the outside will be fine if we go in and get rid of this.
"... first, we'll go from abroad.
Tell him to stay away from me just in case, and he decides to go down to the outer wall of the national wall first with the knight. I wanted to go directly down to the ground, but the enemy soldiers were narrowly packed, so I instantly moved over their heads and stepped on the enemy soldiers as they were. Gya⁉ The stepping stone raised its face with a scream called
"Where the hell did you come from?"
The man in line next to the enemy soldier trampled on me is surprised and his voice is absurd. I'll stay put.
I slit that throat with my sword.
... Again, slow.
Push deeper into the back as you thrust down with a sword that returns enemy soldiers spraying blood from your throat. Leaving the back to the knight, he pushes the flash of a soldier waving his sword from the front as a priority to clear the way one step ahead rather than his own sword, bouncing and disabling him.
This guy is always too weak. I can't compare it to Arthur.
Well, what you're reading is a seemingly untrained soldier. Rather be rude to Arthur by comparison.
Rethink, avoid even enemy attacks, nay, play and move on. As I proceeded to make sure the knight was protecting my back, I heard a cachary and hardware noise as someone cut a paralysis along the way. And the knight behind me said, "I'm coming! ♪ And as soon as I heard voices ♪
Travel about two meters over with the knight on instant travel.
At the same time, a pampering sound of gunfire sounded and a scream of enemy soldiers was heard. Naturally if you fire while your allies are dense. Drop straight out of the sky again and push further forward as you step on enemy soldiers.
Take the back and overhead before being cornered by enemy attacks, avoided, bounced upon, and short moments of travel. It was almost the first time I practiced with a sword, but I have no other love.
"... well, this much will suffice.
When I was already pretty close to the rear of the enemy soldiers. Speaking to the knight, he instantly moved back over the national wall earlier.
Are you hurt? The knight cares about you, but there is no problem at all. I got worried about the knight, but he's not hurt, just like me. After all, he was not just a soldier, not an enemy, no matter how many bunches. I tell myself again not to be chronic that the enemy soldiers were just weaker than my strength.
Next, in the same way, this time he looked down from the national perfection at the other side of the country, descending in a moment's travel and stepping on the enemy soldiers in the same way. Now there's no need to invade, as soon as I put my foot on the ground slaughtering and laying on my surrounding enemies, I made an instant move.
To the ship of the kingdom of Anemone, anchored in the harbour of the kingdom of Sursis.
... Now the bottom is ready.