Fly the Flag of Fire!

"Forward, bow infantry, 500! Spear infantry behind it, thousand! Light cavalry is two hundred and fifty each on both wings!

Listen to the report of the scoundrel. Behind Lucas's brain, the numbers repeated addition and deduction. The enemy totals two thousand. This is three thousand. The advantages of numbers are obvious, especially the cavalry is overwhelming. This one is six hundred horsemen each with a knight and a light cavalry, a thousand and two hundred horsemen in total.

The Commander of the Knights is responding violently. I'm listening to my surroundings. Lucas thinks that would be true. Enemy. Enemy ahead. Besides, it's important where that placement means.

"Have you noticed?

"No, that doesn't look like it. We're continuing our march east."

"What's the perimeter?

"I don't see any other troops. But we don't know what's happening to the north left side of the enemy."

Lucas swallowed consciously. It's unintentional. This is an opportunity for unintentional strikes. If it strikes from the back of the enemy all at once, can it hope for great results? My body shivered burly.

"... All right, we'll get back in line."

Under the stirring orders of the Knights Commander, three thousand people are put together for each role. In the center, a thousand and eight hundred footmen lined up with their spears in front and their bows behind them. On both wings the light cavalry was divided into three hundred horsemen, and the knight equally became three hundred horsemen in the form behind it.

"The young lady and Sir Daniel are at my side. Don't be alarmed."

"Okay."

It is Lucas who responds with few words. I checked the long sword of the sword belt and wiped the sweat of my hand holding the horse spear immediately. From the placement, the target is a light cavalry. We will puncture each other with spears and spears. You exchange lives with a spear about two inches long. See the ear of the spear. Short, skinny, blade with no other skill than to poke. Compared to the thick, contradictory meat that the magnificent possesses, it is extremely poor. But this is the best he can do with his arm. I spend a lot of time swinging with one hand, even when it comes to equestrian practice. Because I can't manipulate a horse for long with my hands off.

"If you get stabbed, it's to throw it away"

I was gnawed. It's Daniel. He himself seems uninterested in his horse spear, and he tells Lucas to throw the spear away. It was an unexpected statement.

"Doctor, what does that mean"

"To avoid falling horses. Then you will die."

"It may be..."

Lucas thought it hard to snort. Spears are not only weapons, they are pride. I'm here to fight. Isn't abandoning it a renunciation of duty... Lucas was bewildered because of his responsibilities.

"If you have to, you sink into a saddle corner, leave it to the horse to run and run... but if you have a life, even if it kills you, you can keep your enemies close. It's a technique I've seen in horse thieves."

Quietly told content was a story that could not be felt anywhere, such as honor. The kind of thing no soldier around Lucas talks about... talking about how to lose, how to die, how to end. Such a story, which was supposed to be weak, had struck Lucas in the ear with more awesomeness than any other story.

"If you can pick up your life, it's superimposed. If that's not what you want, you have to use it. Whether it's a chip or a squeeze... throw away your name or your body... if you don't run out of everything"

I wasn't threatening you. I can't even feel the dark atmosphere. Words just spin quietly. I can't feel anything from Daniel speaking. There's nothing like the war spirit the knights show. Still, Lucas had Daniel on something horrible.

(Well... is this what's at the core of the teacher!

Lucas had his eyes open. Something a man named Baron Daniel Hackinen holds... because he realizes that the source of unshakeable strength is peeking right in front of him now. What has always been unidentified throughout the three years we spent together can now be glimpsed, but what are we prepared to do!

Lucas was convinced that logic should make him different from other nobles. I had heard that my father and brother had returned all their territory in shame for failing to protect the brave. I returned the title once, and although I gave it once again from the king, it is only a surrender procedure. He also knows that he was far from the king's capital and pulled to the north.

How does that lead to this readiness... Lucas was flabbergasted. Because the new questions that arise are bigger than before. If I had opened the crate lid, I would have felt like it was the entrance to the labyrinth. Lucas has read such pictorial stories.

(I guess it's not like abandonment. There is no roughness in what the teacher says and does. I'm not throwing it. He says he's throwing a lot of things as a nobleman... what does that mean?

Who said that human beings are books? Lucas tried to remember, renouncing the battle of memories that seemed to struggle along the way. I don't care about the source or anything. Whoever sharpened the sword can cut it. And I thought about Daniel. I wanted to know more about this person.

"I suppose it should be said that boulders are Baron Hackinen..."

That was the Knights Commander. You look like you're in trouble while you put your hands on the cover.

"We are here to show young ladies the bravery of knights. Not to say a little, the analogy is too extreme."

"This is rude."

Smiling Daniel doesn't have an atmosphere ahead of him anymore. The steel that had been stripped out was wrapped in soft textiles, just telling Lucas the signs of immobility.

"Okay, young lady."

"Yeah."

"Our Knights will attack the Imperial Army units more than this. Never force, never isolate."

"Okay. I am honored to be able to experience the bravery of the Four Swords Square Flag."

The Order of the Commander of the Knights was issued.

Keeping the ranks tight and stabbing the spear sky neatly, the Knights of the Sword Horn foot soldiers trample the ground. The four sword square stamp that controls all sides with a martial arts is magnificent on the flashing military flag. The army's military presence can only be seen in the infantry battle... itself in the three hundred knights on the rear of the right wing, Lucas felt the footsteps of the footmen reliably.

The double-wing cavalry is gradually moving away from the infantry line. Because space is essential for fighting between cavalry members. That is notable, especially in the battle of light cavalry, where Lucas felt its mobility like a disease. Now he's at the same speed as the heavy cavalry knights, but if he makes it in time, he'll strike his enemies lightly.

When I crossed the ups and downs of about two terrain, I could also see the enemy in Lucas' eyes. Winged dragon design on the flipping military flag. It is the flag of the main national army of the Everian Empire. That is shaking hastily in the distance as well. This succession of enemies was faster than expected. I guess I was slowly sensing the Knights approaching, stopping the army and revamping the ranks. But that's still on the way, so this is still a good opportunity.

The Knights' light cavalry took the lead.

He left the knight behind to arc. Run for the enemy cavalry to respond. The two hate being turned outwards and inflate their orbits into the wilderness. It seemed to Lucas that there was some hesitation in that move about this aggressiveness. Since the difference in the number of light cavalry is not as great as between them, it is decided that this is still the presence of the knight under pressure. Heard the Heavy Cavalry assault crushes nothing.

"All right, we keep moving forward and cut off contact with enemy infantry and enemy cavalry. Fast forward, move on!

Three hundred rides set in motion, and Lucas' first formation began.

A crowd of heavily armed cavalry proceeded as they shredded the crust and the ground. Lucas sees the takeover of positions between light cavalry at the front right and infantry at the front left approaching each other. Arrows also fly between infantry. The strings rang and the arrows winded off. The reward was felt between the sound and the good looks and somewhere Lucas. Does that mean you can afford to look sideways? But there was also something in the distance to see how the soldiers fell and squatted, all at once. Cheeks and ears are hot.

Finally, the spears bumped into each other.

Knights' obedient knights...... two soldiers, shielded and speared, roar and poke. Poking around. Arrows don't stop at each other when we get close. Draw a parabola and aim for the rear. The earth was filled with countless footsteps, and heaven filled with anger. Enemy soldiers are weak. That should be it, too, with Lucas and the rest of the Knights looming close to a lateral strike. Enemy infantry units were being semi-surrounded.

"Each! Show your knight pride! Assault!!"

I repainted everything and shouted. Horse-riding assaults by knights are taking place!

"Ooh!!

Lucas barked again, too. He sniveled the spear and left himself to a stormy stream. Wonders and outside sounds are hard to hear. Only the sound coming from the inside of me fills my ears. It's close to the center of 300 rides, so you don't see any enemies to put on your spears and all around you are your allies' battle coats. But on the outside there is certainly a flock of enemies, and they are about to bleed and be eaten and torn apart.

"Ah!?

Lucas experienced a hiatus floating sensation as the horse fell slightly out of shape. Don't panic and manipulate the reins. If you are marching, stop the horse during this assault and you will be isolated among the enemies. I tried to settle in and match the surrounding waves. So I realized that for the first time. Like the ground you're running on.

It was the end of the human body.

The field, which was covered in long weeds, was now, as far as this was concerned, a plain meat field crushed by fine dust. That used to be a carpet of blood oil like you can't imagine. Moving forward as we scaffold the effects of the assault… that was the horseback assault.

Turns out what I was hitting my ear on was screaming. It was a voice unrelated to the bravery of those who fought and so on, a sorrow filled with despair. If Lucas raised his face, I don't see infantry long spears all around him anymore. It fell out. We're still moving forward as we break through the line of spear infantry soldiers. Then he decides that the voice now must have been cried out by those who were shooting arrows. Lucas regarded himself as like any other HR doing such an analysis.

There is no single scream. The further you go, the more it goes up.

Lucas kept asking. All of them sounded clear now, and eventually I even picked up a word that made sense. It was like someone's name. That convinced me. Because that was a woman's name. I knew it and I knew it. Even women can be soldiers and knights in the Empire. It's not just men's bodies that have stepped on them. Somehow there was a face in Lucas' brain that I least wanted to think of right now. It was a sad smile.

Finally, I broke through everything and the landscape of the wilderness returned to my sight. I could see several backs. The Imperial soldiers are fleeing to scatter. In view of that distance, he was known to be a few, such as those who rushed out after the breakthrough. Many of them would have already run when the horseback assault hit them. The enemy must have collapsed. Lucas had confirmed every single one of his backs without any particular significance. As for the one with long hair, his gaze stopped long.

"Meet me!

I had heard the Knights Commander's decree. The knights, entering from the other side, joined together even a little late, and a quick damage report was made. Six hundred knights belonging to the Knights of the Sword Horn, none lacking. We line up side-by-side, but I didn't think Lucas had any more horseback assaults. The enemy infantry was collapsing.

The infantrymen will join us again. That was, however, decreasing in number without having to get a report. Lucas can see that. In an attempt to come in some neat line, a separate platoon was formed beyond that line, because they could be seen carrying wounded soldiers. Beyond that, a number of familiar battle jackets have fallen and fallen and are no longer in motion.

What happened to the battle between the light cavalry...... Lucas turned his gaze to the people and opened his eyes. It's facing west, so on your right, that's north. The heavenly mountains are far away.

The Imperial Army flag was hanging.

They are light cavalry with a slightly higher and more exuberant terrain that expands wide beside them. Someone on the lookout said, "I will exceed a thousand," and Lucas heard it remembering the terrible cold. Over a thousand newcomers are looking at this place with great prestige. I can see the backs that were scattered over there headed that way so I could suck them off. They are running for safety under the banner of their allies.

That means that the obedient knights who ran over to you… 300 left-wing light cavalry were rendered powerless. Those who ran away with the enemies of the two hundred and fifty horsemen have not returned here as one. Is it still alive beyond that line of enemy cavalry? Or is it no longer alive? Three hundred rides on the right wing still won't return either. Lucas felt the spear was heavy. No, your whole body seems heavy. I was thirsty and the back of my nose was annoyingly cramped.

Under the banner of the Winged Dragon are the infantry of the Imperial Army, and under the banner of the Four Swords Square are the wounded soldiers of the Knights, absorbed by each. After that, we still don't move together. I stared at each other.

How many rivalries would have lasted...... Lucas doesn't know its objective and precise. It seemed like a very long time, and I felt like it was only for a few moments.

After all, I never bumped into that enemy.

He was sharp enough to return the horse's head, and more than a thousand Imperial Army light cavalry men left for the northwest. Soon afterwards, the right-wing light cavalry, which was heading south, returned from the southeast. Apparently, he ran to an unexpected distance while fighting the enemy light cavalry. It seemed shallow to hit, but still had twenty fewer rides. The left-wing light cavalry did not return as a single horseman.

The various treatments were also cut up early, and the Knights moved on. The army is headed east. Return to the fort on the front line. Vigilance on the perimeter is not negligible. The more nervous the scouts came and went.

On the road, Lucas couldn't manipulate the numbers inside, trying to calculate the effects and damage, and renounced that battle along the way. I was just holding my reins with both hands and entrusting myself to some of the knights. The spear was held by Daniel. For the first time in the steps to be returned, Lucas recognized that his counselors were safe.

The Kamihara Sentinel by the Knights of the Sword Horn, three thousand and two, was completed with great results and damage close to 20% of the total.

In this way...... the first formation of Lucas Ulyhalsilla is over.