Hakai no Miko

"I want to! I want you to do it!!"

Huakis cheered at the appearance of a fiercely burning equilibrium hammer thrower.

The skilled soldiers lived up to their expectations.

Perhaps considerable damage would have been done to skilled soldiers as well. With gratitude and respect for the many compatriots scattered as the basis for those victories, they have now just bitten the joy of victory.

But after a while, Huakis noticed something strange.

Their own headquarters were burned. If you look at that, everyone's upset.

To say that, the Zoans who are about to destroy us are not as upset as the hairs are. That's all, or the sound of the battle gets even more intense and audible.

No, that's not all.

He dropped the enemy's main force, but the voice of his allies who should have been raised from the front doesn't come up for long.

There's something wrong with this.

Huakis, who thought so, happened to rush forward.

As we get closer to the enemy formation, the density of soldiers increases. For that reason I had to abandon the horse on the way. On foot, Huakis moved forward scratching a wave of people as if it were a shitty market. Then it becomes a bowl with the conductor who has abandoned the horse in the same way from the front.

"What the hell happened?! What happened to the enemy?! Didn't you defeat the head of the rebel slave?!"

The conductor answers Hyukis, who is still questioning the momentum of grasping the chest barn, in a desperate phase.

"They've escaped!

"What?!"

For a moment, Huakis was taken aback.

"What do you think?! Didn't you take control of their main unit and burn down the stone thrower?!"

"It wasn't us who set fire to the stone thrower! They set fire to it as they fled!

"So where are they going?!"

Hyuakis was all the more surprised by the words of the conductor he returned to the inquiry.

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What did the Ethereal Horses do before the onslaught of the skilled soldiers abandon their headquarters and retreat? At that time, he was blunting the foot of the enemy's pursuit, as well as setting fire to the stone thrower in order not to be reused by the enemy.

What Huakis saw was its smoke and its flames.

And toward the retreating Ethereal Horses was a bridge frayed by a river behind them.

Many assumed that the Ethereal Horses were laying their backwater formations.

But the Ethereal Horse hasn't burned down the bridge in the first place. We were making sure we got out of here. Still, it was considered by many to be a formation of leeward water for a reason on that bridge.

The bridge was wide and durable enough for the Great Dragon to pass as an important trading route connecting Jebor and Holmea.

But the Ethereal Horses are seven thousand hosts in total. Even such bridges are too small and narrow if you take them for so many troops.

Assuming that bridge is used to try to retreat, thousands of soldiers will arrive there, and instead they will be unable to move.

That is why many thought in common sense and did not see the bridge as an exit.

He also disguised himself as building a fort in front of a bridge, as well as a pale horse measure to make it look like he was trying to stay on the spot and fight.

But there were about four to five hundred people left in the main unit just before they actually retreated. With just that number of people, it is not impossible to use the bridge to retreat to the opposite shore in a short time if it is woven from the beginning.

"Hurry up! But don't panic!

The Ethereal Horse, who thus crossed the river, gives the decree out loud. Then the elves and dwarves, who were retreating across the bridge together, lay a lateral formation of concave letters at the base of the bridge.

Everything is in the assumption.

Hannibal, an unknown genius tactician, has engraved his name in the military history of the planet, "The Battle of Kannae". Enchanted by this military feat, which is still faint, of besieging outnumbered enemies, several generals have besieged and destroyed themselves by a multitude of enemies.

Much of it is a defeat after being centrally breached by the enemy.

Even though there were fewer soldiers than their enemies, the central part, which was thinner because they were there to besiege them, was broken through unstoppable, destroying each other.

Not to mention that this time there were only five hundred enemy soldiers in that central part. Moreover, the enemy commander, the Ethereal Horse himself, was raised.

Huakis' decision to direct a breakthrough in the main force by a skilled soldier is never a mistake.

If you're a pale horse, and you're in the opposite position, do so.

Whoever it is, aim for a central breakthrough.

Whoever it is, I think that's the best hand.

I can't help but do that.

I have to think so.

Then...

"You're gonna change that best to the worst!

The Ethereal Horse waves her arms wide toward the "Black Wall" skilled soldier pursuing her across the bridge.

"Attack initiated! Don't let the enemy cross the bridge!

Along with the decree of the Ethereal Horse, the attack by bow and arrow and stone throwing began at last.

The skilled soldiers have no choice but to cross the main road of the bridge where they can neither escape nor hide. In contrast, the Ethereal Horses can lay a horizontal formation on the concave letters and focus their attacks on a single point.

Just as skilled soldiers fall flabby on the bridge with arrows and stone-throwing onslaught flying from left to right, just directly in front of them.

Among those attacks, Zoan's only archer, Fagl Grashata Shahata, stood out at first sight.

Shahata's bow, formerly self-styled, had lifted its arms beyond comparison to five years earlier, following a handful from elf archers. Still, however, it is inferior to the elf archer, the famous master of the biological bow, by any means.

But if only the power of the arrow, it would have gone far above the elf archers.

That should be it too.

The bow he was holding was an elphin bow.

He had an elphin bow that was turned preferentially by the bow cavalry and few of the elf bow and arrow soldiers even had, because it was a gift from the Ethereal Horse.

Eladia, who made the Elphinbow, had dedicated the first finished stretch to the Ethereal Horse.

But for the gracious Ethereal Horse, who can't hurt others, the Elfinbow of the blame can only be a decoration, too. But just to decorate, the elphin bow, which should also be the most powerful weapon of this era, is too much of a waste.

So the Ethereal Horse gave Elfinbow as a token of his gratitude to Shahata, who had served as his escort with Shemr since the beginning of his descent into the world.

Shahata felt deeply beneficial to the Ethereal Horse, who had given herself the opportunity to fight the significance of being, who was rotting without being a warrior in the village of Zoan, who scorned the bow. I was originally willing to give my life without getting a reward or anything, but I was delighted with this gift. You can say I'm thrilled.

Needless to say, Shahata's outrage at this time.

The bow strings of the gifted elphinbow were constantly sounded, and Shahata shot one skilled soldier after another.

By the way, the Ethereal Horse had the recognition of Eladia for her dedication before giving it to Shahata. It was Eladia who accepted my suggestion pleasantly, but it was strange that Nico and I were smiling at that time, a pale horse, but soon I can see the reason for that smile.

In any case, the Elfin Bow that was given was made as if it had been given to Shahata.

He is thus impressed by the activity of Shahata with Elphinbow in his hand, and the Elf Archers and Dwarf Engineers are also aroused. Everyone fired a fierce arrow and threw stones at the enemy, wondering if he was going to let them cross the bridge as one.

These struggles prevented skilled soldiers from crossing the bridge.

But I'm not a skilled soldier that ends with this.

"Turtle armor formation! Break through the bridge at all costs!

Skilled soldiers resisted the intensive attacks of stone-throwing and arrows in a tortoise formation.

Turtle armor formation is a defense-oriented formation in which closely lined heavy-duty infantry creates shield walls not just on the front, but on the left and right sides and overhead. Troops move slower, but are more defensive against shooting weapons, mainly in formation used to tackle enemy fortifications, etc., as enemy shooting weapons descend.

As the name of the formation suggests, the skilled soldiers, who became as if they were one giant tortoise, surely moved forward, not even through a storm of stone-throwing and arrows.

I'll keep breaking through the bridge.

A huge shadow stood in front of the skilled soldiers in tortoise formation who thought so.

It is the Dinosaurians.

That number was less than a hundred, but all boasted a giant far outnumbering humans, a thousand fierce men honking their fangs at the fighting spirit of all Mr. Overflow.

At the forefront of this is, of course, Jaharngil, the strongest warrior among the Dinosaurians.

He raised his name with the joy of spreading his arms wide open and boiling from his depths.

"I am the descendant of the dragon and become the dragon general Jahangil Hetham Jarouge!

For Jahangil, born in Dinosaurian to the Tyrannosaurus species known as the Warrior species, the battle is no longer equal to the reason for existence.

Such a jahan gill has been jizzily quiet before without taking part in the battle because, for one thing, the Ethereal Horse has told me that he is the trump card.

If they say it's a trump card, there's no other way.

Even now, Jahangil has persevered with his desire to jump to the front and kick his enemies.

And at last his turn came.

Moreover, it is a major stage in the final phase of this battle, and it is a major role in stopping the enemy from pursuing him.

I'm not Jaharn Gill who can't help but be excited about this.

"Look at me! Know me! I am the Dragon General Jaharn Gill!

Burning in a fierce struggle at no time, Jahangil threw his favorite chained iron ball at the skilled soldiers along with the cry.

Even if you just threw it, it's an iron ball that's as good as a person's head. Moreover, if it were due to Jaharngil's power, its power would no longer be the same as that of a shell.

When the iron ball crushed the "Black Wall" proud shield, it blew up the skilled soldier who was behind it and pierced deep into the turtle armor formation.

In front of the skilled soldier, who is distracted by its too much power, Jahangil further waves his arms wide with a thick chain connected to the iron sphere. Then the chains swung left and right like serpents that twisted themselves, knocking down the skilled soldiers that were around them.

But that doesn't end Jaharngil's onslaught.

Jaharngill showed no amount of fierceness when he shouted out into a crack that was made into a turtle armor formation.

For each swing of its arm, several skilled soldiers dance through the universe like wooden ends (koppa) with their blood raised, knocking them down to the river one after the other. Several of the skilled soldiers try to assemble themselves on their feet ready to die, but they were all trampled down by Jahangil, throwing up blood reflexes on the bridge and dying.

This also includes the "Black Wall" skilled soldier.

"What the hell, that monster haha?! Even when it comes to Dinosaurians, there will be limits!

To defeat Dinosaurians much tougher than humans in the first place, you have to use long weapons to attack them in many numbers.

But even if it took him on the bridge at the same time, the three of them are the limit at best. Then I didn't think I could defeat that monstrous Dinosaurian.

Skilled soldiers are not afraid of death if they are for "black walls".

But I fear only death in vain.

And challenging Jaharngil to battle in this situation is only in vain death.

To the appearance of Jiriziri and the retreating skilled soldiers, Jahangil, on track, attempted to cross the bridge as it was and enter the other shore.

"Dad! We were told to stop the enemy at the bridge!

It was his three sons Pearlshire who stopped Jaharn Gill like that.

He was usually a jahan gill who wouldn't even listen to his son's words or anything, but all this time he stopped to pitch. And suddenly he turned his back on the enemy, wondering if he had looked around and confirmed his position.

Skilled soldiers were also plunged into the void for this.

Now is the perfect time to discuss Jaharn Gill, but he dropped off his nosy back as far as the bridge.

After a while, the skilled soldiers who finally returned to me killed Jahangil's back with their swords in their hands.

But three brothers, Mehrzad, Nieushire and Pearlshire, break in before the skilled soldier. By their own prey, the three brothers slaughtered, crushed, and slaughtered the skilled soldiers one after the other.

But Jaharngil is neither oriented nor oriented to the struggle of such sons. Back about inside the bridge, Jaharngil breasted heavily toward the area where the rear pale horse was.

And his nose is rough, and he screams like this.

"I am unjust!"