A Wish to Grab Happiness

Wang Du, outside the walls. Neymar-Gloria, who had taken a garrison soldier, remembered the pain as if her throat had been torn.

I can't speak very loudly like a normal voice. At the very least, he was unlikely to be able to speak like an aristocrat. All I can do is scream. Braided long hair shakes violently.

"- Kick it, kill it! If there is a place to give up your life, time is now! This is the place!

He pronounces himself on the surrounding soldiers and sets up a bow on the horseback. The gloves on his right hand rubbed off and the strings crept into the meat of his fingers. I guess I got a piece of iron or something somewhere. A muscle of blood fell from his forehead, which curled up his hair, covering the vision of his eyes.

But Naimar squeezes and releases his bow as hard as he can. A sharp noise sounded. The sound of an object flying at extreme speed as it engages the air.

In the long run, Neymar sees it pierced the demonic nature of the beast's face. At the same time, he was already squeezing two arrows. That's how I sound.

In front of them, the soldiers of the Warcraft were ready to storm again.

"... set up all your troops. I won't allow you to close your eyes for a moment. Remember their parents, their brothers, their comrades, their lovers. Were there any good people who could have died!

The voice is already dead. But Neymar couldn't stop. Before the herd of warcraft, step forward and support the soldiers.

Why are you in command? I usually have the privilege of giving orders to the soldiers greatly, eating good things, and lying down in an elastic bed.

That's why we can't leave here.

Naimar, given a male name that symbolizes bravery and knows only the way to live in the army, she has to live on the battlefield and die on the battlefield. Squeeze down and let go of the arrows.

At the next moment, a fierce advance began that did not spare the lives of both warcraft. Smell of smoke hits my nostrils. Without retreating a single step, the soldiers stood spears to protect their commanders and let their tips shine in the sun.

Flying blood, blood, blood.

I no longer know if it belongs to a human or a warcraft. If there is a boundary separating the post-mortem world from the raw world, it is here.

Some show their heads here, others die with power. A wonderful and equal place.

At such a border, Naimar bit his teeth off as he glanced at them. That's how I turn my thoughts diligently.

Out of that head, things like how much pride of nobility you've been sticking around, or morality, have disappeared.

There's only one thing I think. Why am I so inferior?

Captain Richard would use his soldiers better and hunt down the Warcraft. If you are General Valerie-Brightness, you must twist it in one breath with an unplugged authority.

I don't have either. Only mediocrely advance the soldiers and engage the spears. What a body.

If that's the case, I wish it was at least the art of driving soldiers like that great evil, but I can't hope for that either.

So, what can you do?

Naimar stared at the menacing assault of the enemy demon soldier, glancing and screaming at both eyes.

"- Penetrator, step forward!

There was no more courtesy or anything. Violent talk, demonstrative. It seemed like a very common commander.

In response to the words, with a puzzling look on his face, both the penetrator and the soldier so called advance from behind the main formation.

That sounds good to say penetrators, but the point is they were reservists. Fewer than a hundred. When retreating, strike your lord if necessary. It's a light outfit because it's such a role thing, and it doesn't hold a shield. Therefore, there was no such thing as a fierce preference for the occurrence and replacement of dead people.

Speaking of good points, the pay is high enough that booze is turned over as a priority. Probably close to a mercenary in one way or another.

"Heh heh. You haven't called, my lady. If you're gonna run away with your ass, you better hurry up."

It was a drunken voice. It was on the front line of the battlefield, and the captain of the penetrator didn't feel anything like urgency. He said he survived the crushing of his skull in the past, so his reason may have disappeared because of it.

If it is the usual Neymar, the anger will no longer strike heaven with its language. I told him to throw away all his emotions just now.

"Captain. I order an assault. Strike right in the middle of the enemy with all penetrators."

In a voice with no emotion or anything, Neymar told the penetrators to throw their lives away. Its eyes looked beyond the battlefield without even a glance at the soldiers.

The captain answers and says.

"Is that okay? Half of them fall off."

"I don't mind. Die for victory. I will take back the king's capital here."

Not for a moment, Neymar nodded and said. I could see it in his eyes.

Assault of demon soldiers as if they were always under undisturbed control. That was an indisputable threat. There's no gap to collapse, it's just crushed by individual abilities that surpass humans. What Neymar was able to do was keep the front precisely in place.

But the assault was different now. He was showing a slight misalignment and flaking. Without any context, their control is starting to collapse.

If it is now, we can tear them apart from their flanks. We can beat them.

Yang Dynamics is already at its limit. You have to hit an arrow here.

"... heh. Then you can play me a special reward! Commander. The only thing I can do is make money."

The man says as he hangs two hammers on his shoulders to smash the Warcraft's skull. I no longer had any respect for the Commander.

Naimar said so, as usual, without giving me a glance, that he would pay the word. A man has a strong grin on his cheek, his nose ringing and nodding.

That's how Neymar opened his mouth.

"Don't be afraid of death. Every soldier on your backs - piercing!

With Neymar's decree, the penetrators rush early enough. Relatively lightweight, they are much faster than regular soldiers.

Wherefore death was always near. Through it, just a few people spray blood from their bellies and heads on the claws of the Warcraft.

The penetrator's feet wet in blood and his cheeks dirty. But who didn't stop one foot.

Because that's what it's all about. That's not the reason for this crap. Or, it wasn't just the reward or the hatred for the Warcraft.

One of the things that matters to the Penetrators is whether the danger makes sense. To help your comrades or to make a profit? The better it is.

But the best thing is to run for victory.

Yeah, there's been a retreat here for a while. The Warcraft beat their opponents with bitter defeats over and over again. Sometimes we had to abandon the villages under attack. Finally, even the king's capital was forced to abandon him.

But Naimar, the commander, said this time.

I want it to be the basis for victory. The captain says, breathing and laughing. He was a bloody man.

"You've been terribly prestigious, Warcraft! In the land of men, you killed me scattered!

With centrifugal force, the hammer swings. Ooh, the skull of the warcraft with the dog's face flew off as it struck a rough noise.

Neymar meets his teeth as he puts the assault of the penetrators in sight. Right now, I felt the first color dwell in my eyes.

The crest commander is also starting to push the front line to fit here with a slight delay. I was also seeing just a few figures of aristocratic private soldiers supporting them.

Apparently, the crest religion also had a snotty commander. It was difficult, but at the same time, Naimar's eyes were distorted by the abomination.

If you take it to Neymar, the thought of the crest religion was something that seemed transparent. Perhaps by overthrowing the Warcraft, we should get support in the Wang capital.

If that were done, the people of the Wang capital could be responsible for the crest religion. It will be a real hassle.

- But it's too late. It is we who hold all victories.

Naimar sounds again. Voices that are no longer voices. But all the garrison soldiers respond and storm to push and wrap the beasts.

An attack outside the castle gate was about to settle for it.