640 529. The knights keep waving.

"Oh, my God, the numbers are growing all at once..."

Alan raised his voice as he slashed the enemy soldiers vertically.

Next time I yell! I already kick another enemy soldier with my armored feet. Every time I got his fist or kick of a blow, there was not a single soldier who could stand up. But still, one enemy soldier after another falls into an avalanche trying to trample the soldier. It was now so many that I couldn't pinch it with the best and second squads. There are not few knights, there were too many enemies. Numerous knights threw their gaze at the knights guarding the National Gate, wondering if anything had happened to the sudden surge. To Alan's throw, Eric turns to the knight behind him and says, "The report is" absurd.

"We have just received a report that there have been further reinforcements of the Radical Empire to the invading Gate."

Furthermore, the total number of troops and reinforcements of the first Radiya Imperial Army remains the same.

As soon as he heard the report, Alan exhaled briefly. "Double it," he murmurs with a careless voice, slashing one or two enemies in front of him. From the knight reporting, "From now on! He also said he would try to fight back with cannons from the National Gate." Eric finally bit his teeth shut.

Until just now, it was all covered only by Squad Four support and Squad Five sniping. If you use the cannon, the smokescreen will prevent you from seeing the enemy even from the sniper side. The destructive power is great, but instead the certainty diminishes over the sniping of the Fifth Squad. On the contrary, it would have been troublesome if they had climbed the National Gate on smoke. That's why "Until the moment we couldn't cover ourselves with guns, we concentrated only on guns that were sure to disable our enemies, not cannons.

And now, it was only a broader attack than certainty that was judged effective. That would mean that much scale is being attacked. Alan turns to the captain of Squad Two. Then the captain of 2nd Squad also looked right at each other when he turned to Alan.

"Bryce."

In one word, Captain II, called Bryce, raised his voice to Squad II as he agreed.

Alan also continues to skip the instructions to the squad the most, quickly deforming the entire squad from vertical to side-by-side rows. If the National Gate chooses to be broader than certainty, they will also change form. The most squadron and the second squadron mingled, split back and forth, and turned toward the waves of enemy soldiers, and set up. And...

"" Let go, let go, let go! "

The orders of Alan and Bryce coincided at the same time and were flown to the knights.

At the next moment, the rear-guarded knights turn to the enemy army and unleash their special abilities. It's not just a knight waving his sword like Alan purely. Fire was fired to the right, water was released to the left, and various special abilities were launched simultaneously, beginning with plants tangling the enemy's feet. Extensive formations that do not involve allies, taking out enemies even more widely. The knights with swords and guns in the avant-garde continue to slash enemy soldiers entering in front of them without breathing, remembering to breathe, replacing them with the rear guard and resting temporarily. Repeat the replacement of the avant-garde and the rear guard.

"Captain Hurran! It'll probably be a long fight. Please replace yourself."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Behind Alan, the only one who kept slashing his enemies with little replacement, Eric put up a gun and continued to cover Alan, who was utterly unabated, as he said. "You need to rest when you're down," Eric said to Alan, throwing lightly, "after a full rest." Eric also remained hectic as he refilled the bullet.

"I report that several unmanned armored carriages are now passing through the National Gate."

A report from a telecommuter is released by a special capability of voice augmentation.

Undisputed by the sound of the battle, the knights listened only to their ears and stared forward. Look, there were just so many carriages rushing in like that.

Because the carriage is loaded with a lot of gunpowder and explosives, you can't even snipe poorly. There was no pilot, and the carriage, which probably only let the horse run with a whip, looked like the carriage was swinging rampantly from left to right, and the horse himself and his translations were unknown and rampant.

"Disconnect the horse or carriage. Never let it slip under the castle."

If it's explosives, put it under the castle and the damage is immense.

Furthermore, if the castle is reached, there may be damage to the castle gate in the aftermath. Shortly after Alan roughed up his voice, each of the knights with a sword at his head rushed out to the carriage.

Alan flies from the front to the most advanced horse. He jumped high at one time and tore the horse himself into two at the same time as landing. Avoid a few steps to avoid getting caught in a luggage truck that falls together on a horse falling over under massive returning blood. In the meantime, the other knights broke and split the connection between horses, horses and carriages, just like Alan did. Alan kicks down the door of the lost luggage car first. grabbed the shattered door and turned inside he

I peeled my eyes off.

"Don't open them all."

As he himself jumped out of front of the door, Alan strained his throat as far as he could.

Shortly afterwards, a massive flame blew out of the door that Alan avoided. Only bowah and enthusiasm rapidly heat Alan's cheeks and team clothes. Captain Alan and some knights raised their voices, but Alan takes a further distance from the van where the fire blew before answering it. The eyes alone quickly confirmed that the other knights had left the luggage car before restarting their swords.

"Don't open the luggage easily." In the luggage... "

I thought you were a soldier with a new weapon, or a suicide bomber.

Everyone of the knights dispersed in Alan's words stands up. Then, it can be opened from the inside to the other luggage cars, each stopped at about the same time. Some things can be opened normally, and some doors blow up with tremendous power from the inside, burning out unusual besides Alan's carriage. "No way," some knights caught sight of it. And convinced that there was no mistake in his own view, Alan again abhors his voice and speaks out.

"A slave to the special abilities."

Jalali, whenever the chains of a man's or woman's neck that were let out of the luggage car whirled his body, he made noises.

With dead eyes, they identify the knights to do as their master commands. Their attention was directed more toward slavery than at enemy soldiers as they rearranged their system and slashed down the soldiers who attacked them.

What appeared to Alan in his eyes when he peered into the luggage was a slave who began to flame out of his hand. chain and, above all, a clear hostility was heard in the eyes from the dead eye. Alan turns around saying that they are probably all "educated slaves. Otherwise, there's no point in attacking ourselves even though our husband isn't around.

"Report to HQ right now. Ask Master Steele to judge."

Bryce roughs up his voice to the telecommuters and counts the number of slaves the rearmost guard has come out of his luggage. Every knight who has finished counting accidentally eats and binds his teeth to the number of double-digits he has. For the Knights today, the slaves of the special abilities were overly troublesome opponents. Eric raised his voice to a knight who lay his weapon on a slave approaching to be disputed by enemy soldiers.

"Beware of special abilities." Until you have instructions. "Never kill."

To Eric's words, the knight who understood gave back his slave in a word.

First of all, it is not difficult for the knights themselves to defeat the enemy as long as they know their special abilities. If it's life or death, there's no problem.

For other countries, "special abilities" is just a frightening threat, but not uncommon for the Kingdom of Friesia. It is not that much of a problem for them, who are constantly fighting special abilities and are integrated into their training. The most problematic thing on this occasion is

The person in front of you is the "protected person".

Slave victim. They are also protected in the Kingdom of Friesia by brainwashing in the name of discipline. At least now, we cannot solemnly sanctify or abandon the slaves until we have received a judgment from the style to which we have the right of judgment. And providing protection means that all personnel have to be accounted for.

But so too, while waiting for the report and judgment to the Style, the slaves use their special abilities and continue to attack the knights with abandonment. If you repel the attack, fight back and disable a few slaves on the spot, but protect the slaves from being trampled to death by other soldiers who can no longer fall and move, in the meantime more and more enemy soldiers will escape from Squad One or Two and flow down the castle. It's a much harder battlefield to keep alive than to kill, and it even deprives knights of collaboration.

"A slave fled at five o'clock."

Even the slave leaves dispersed by the soldier for further invasion.

It was easy for them to get confused with a look that was almost no different than that of a soldier except a collar. Eric unleashed his gun without looking back at Alan's cry, which knocked his fist into the special abilities of the flames that were in his own unlocked luggage and took his consciousness. Pah! and a slave who was shot through his right leg with a dry sound fell screaming. To the knight in the rear. As he roughs his voice to capture her, Eric looks around to see where the other slaves are. Several of them, including those captured by the knights, have already fallen into an avalanche of enemy soldiers.

Hurry up and report back to the line. Erik and Erik gave voice to the comms. We must also avoid being unintended for thinking of ourselves as mere soldiers, or mistakenly killing them without realizing the collar with Radiian soldiers. They were far more troublesome than slaves in defense when collars were embedded so that they could see that they were victims of slavery. In addition, everyone in the knights could have predicted the decisions that Style would make.

Alan and the others understand by ear that the sound of the cannon rang from the national gate and that the shelling had finally begun. The invasion seemed to calm momentum for a moment, but still, after a while, the enemy soldiers fell into an avalanche from the National Gate again as they broke into the smoke.

I wish they'd come for us directly, but the enemy soldiers trying to avoid and go under the castle were troublesome. Furthermore, knights are broken and their form disrupted to protect disabled protected subjects. Communicators turn reports to each faction, tell them they have a mix of special abilities, and keep waiting for conclusions from the HQ footage on how to deal with slaves to be released from the style

All of a sudden, the ground rang.

"What the..."

Uncomfortably at his feet, Alan stopped his hand and looked around.

A land of imminent and shaken enemies and horseback riders shakes incomparably. At first it is a fine shake like a forecast, but with the passage of time the seismic intensity increases rapidly. The knights and the enemy soldiers stopped to shake too much, and some of the soldiers even appeared to fall. The ground sway grew even more intense as everyone in Squad One and Two knights rang their throats wondering if any more reinforcements had pressed out now, or if they had destroyed the National Gate.

Finally, it became difficult to stand among the knights, and even appeared to those who put their swords up on the ground and balanced. Tired of bogons, bagons and dogans just shaking, the vibrations, as if even giants were attacking them, were repeated over and over again, and everyone who stood on the ground put their strength into the axis of the body. Among the horseman cavalry of the enemy, the horse stopped his feet, and appeared even to those who were frightened and rampaged up and self-destructed. Eric looks up into the sky at the sound of too many shocks. I thought it might be another blast from an unidentified balloon, but they don't come down. When I turned my gaze straight to the National Gate, I noticed...

That the enemy soldiers that had been in an avalanche until earlier are suddenly interrupted.

I can't hear the roar of the enemy, the footsteps rushing in, the sound of the hooves.

All there is is is terrible grunting and shocking noise. Reports come in from the telecommuters' footage, but they didn't sound distracted in the ears of Eric and the others at a distance. Alan, accustomed to the shaking of his feet, left the situation to Eric, shouting, "Whoever can move, don't let this opportunity slip away," slashing the enemy soldiers whose feet were taken by the earthquake.

As the knights used their precarious scaffolding to sweep the enemy soldiers as they woke up to Alan's cry, a report from the correspondents was finally released to Alan and the others with an expanded voice after the sounds of the ground chirp settled. "This is an emergency." Everyone sits in the voice of a badly upset knight, lays down their weapons and clears their ears.

Her Royal Highness Princess T'Tiara is returning.

Things turn around rapidly.