Kokugensou wo Item Cheat de Ikinuku

The Silesier match was a left-wing battle.

Left diagonal top of the formation of Royal Army geese rows. Clashes between 20,000 mercenary regiments of the Germanian Empire and 5,000 Galan mercenary regiments of the Kingdom of Silesier.

Against the imperial mercenary regiment, which sieges them all at once in 20,000 quantities, the Garang mercenary regiment resists each other resolutely while skillfully collaborating with each other in the irregular army.

The will was strong and light, not the battle of a mercenary regiment working with gold, just as fast.

"Captain Galan, you've got a good day ahead of you."

"Nokon."

When Galan looked back, Mercenary Nokon Gik, dressed in light leather armor, had a short bow.

Captain, do it.

"Oops."

Nokon hit a bow on the head of a mercenary who came slashed from next to Captain Galan.

Looking at the clumsy enemy mercenaries rolling around, Nokon makes his cheeks crooked and his teeth kicked and laughed.

Nokon, who is formerly a bandit specializing in the labyrinth, helps put together a mercenary regiment as the chief of the Garang regiment, even though no one has asked him to.

I thought it was still time to retreat, and I guess I came to make sure I helped him touch it around.

Aside from fighting, among the mercenaries with many lazy people, he was a rare working man.

"You're instructed to pull right off your employer, 20,000 to 5,000. I can't help being mean."

"No, I'll be mean here"

Captain Galan wields a large hammer and smashes his enemy's head with each iron helmet.

"Ho."

Nokon even grinned funnyly as he shot a short bow at a looming enemy mercenary.

"Don't you understand, too, the incredible handiwork of the Silesier brave man who broke through that 'White Tower of Trials' in one day to the eighty-eighth floor?"

"Oh, you're so numb."

"Even in this battle, the brave will surely give us good eyes. If you play here and sell your name, you can snow the stigma of betrayal and revive the Garang Mercenaries"

"Captain Galan still likes to..., if you're going to work so hard, you'd better be a knight too"

"Ha, I'm sorry I work in a castle. Nokon, you like things anyway."

"That's different. You can't do a castle soldier right away. We don't have this!

While Captain Galan waved the battle axe he had taken from the enemy and slaughtered two more, Nokon also switched from a bow with a broken arrow to a throwing knife to accurately shoot out the enemy's eyeballs.

Blowing bloodshed, along with the raging anger of a wild ally, the grief of a crying enemy, and the feeling of flesh tearing apart. There are people who don't feel comfortable living unless they are constantly painted with war dust. They are the mercenaries.

I want money, I want women too.

But above all, I want a sense of living in battle in a moment.

You keep talking in vain, you really don't say what you think, and the mercenary regiment led by Captain Galan did everything in his power to kill around.

It is the iron that beats as hard as it can, and the blood and meat that is scattered by it, that is their art, the professionals on the battlefield.

The Left-wing vanguard Garang Mercenaries finally pulled after sticking until they let their attacking enemies send out large crossbows (baristas) from the rear.

Joyfully brave to finally win, 20,000 mercenary regiments surrounded by siege weapons attack.

Indeed, the power of large crossbows (baristas) and large stone throwers (trebuchettes) is overwhelming from the point of view of ordinary soldiers.

Covered shooting of massive weapons from the rear, nothing more reliable.

But this massive weapon was to be used when surrounding and falling the king's capital, Silesier, after crushing the left wing of the Royal Silesier Army.

Putting that in early was a sign that tactics were already starting to go crazy.

It was the Artillery of the Brave Army that erupted the fire against a large crossbow (barista) that came forward and fired flourishing and against a large stone thrower (Trebuchette) that emitted stone bullets from behind.

When sixteen bronze cannons roar. The left-wing Imperial Army mercenary regiment was severely upset.

Many mercenaries never touched a cannon.

Above all, upset by the roar of fire-breathing recruit weapons. I get upset when I see an ally blown away by a bursting bullet. And the Musketeers fired simultaneously towards it.

Heavy roar and flying iron bullets. Mercenaries dying without knowing.

Twenty thousand mercenary regiments begin to crumble before the power of Silesier's new weapons.

Of course, there are plotters on the imperial side.

At the age of twenty five years old, perceived as' omnipotent 'by Germania, Imperial Army Commander Volkas Domos Dylan was preparing to let intermediate mages into the left-wing formation magically rain at the same time as the enemy shelling began.

Cannons and guns are vulnerable to water.

Of course, General Volkas knew that information.

But even as the rain clouds covered the left wing of the Royal Silesier Army to dampen the dry earth of Silesier with rain, the sound of the shelling never stopped.

Because, of course, the brave army was taking care of the rain clouds.

Water-resistant tent and base with ratman fur. I guess it wouldn't have been the same if we'd been watering for a long time, but we wouldn't have stopped guns or cannons as soon as it rained.

It was the mistake of the Imperial Army left wing to take even a large weapon with slow legs and attack it deep into the ranks of the proselytizing army.

"All right! It's our turn for the most part!

The Garang mercenary regiment, which once pulled back and joined the brave army, attacked back against the enemies who lured them only to invite them.

When the attack suddenly turns to defense, the military can no longer maintain its control.

The mercenary regiment is an irregular army, there is not even a knight who rages and rebuilds his formation to avoid fleeing.

Everyone loses first, and later only the big crossbow (barista) and the big stone thrower (trebuchette) are left behind.

Without soldiers to protect them around, there will be no big weapons. The Germanian mercenary regiment retreats and all siege weapons are destroyed.

The left wing of the Imperial Army, which is supposed to attack King Silesier's capital, collapsed here first.

But that's not the end of the Imperial Left Wing.

The Imperial Army has 500 Knights of the Flying Dragon, the ultimate showdown weapon.

How horrible are the Feilong Knights, the Airborne Division, in this medieval fantasy world. You will not run out of words.

The Flying Dragon Knight who runs through the sky can be called a hero by only one person.

That's five hundred rides.

Even if protected by a strong fence, it means nothing in front of the Airborne Division.

Whatever the big castle, the big city, falls without a single pile when they take control of it.

"Everyone, more than this, the Flying Dragon Knights will take control of the King's capital, Silesier! The mercenaries on my side seemed impudent, but as long as our king's capital was dropped, this battle would be an imperial victory. Now is the time to show His Royal Highness the Golden Lion!

Feilong Knights Chief, Rothbacher von Reifenzbel, was calmly analyzing the war situation in a position that was overlooked while flying a dagger at the lead knight.

Artillery has sprayed fire from a formation of left-wing prostitutes, trying to drop the Flying Dragon Knights flying through heaven.

In the cannon shell, several rides are dropped.

"With enemy artillery, it's a lot of power."

But the iron bullet launched toward the sky and high decreases speed.

Unless you're lucky enough, a well-armed Fei Long knight can avoid it. Even the enemy's new weapon deals with the Flying Dragon Knight running through the sky to this extent.

Wang Du can drop this, if overwhelmed by a big flying dragon (Wyburn), castle soldiers, citizens, etc. can only escape.

What Rothbacher now thinks is how to bring an ally soldier into the king's capital after depriving the king of his defense.

In the meantime, I have to squeeze my head and think that far and put it down.

As a matter of fact, with the Flying Dragon Knight, it's not as invincible as rumors.

Having a wild flying dragon has the disadvantage that braces can no longer be thrown up in the second generation.

The terror of the Fei Long Knight is the power of the Fei Long (Wyburn) looming from above.

People instinctively think they can't win when they see a large herd of dragons.

It's a well said dinosaur, and Rothbacher, a veteran flying dragon knight, knows it well.

Once morale is lost in any sperm, it becomes a fleeing U.N. crowd.

The Knights of the Flying Dragon remain the strongest in the world because they carry out attacks that are familiar with human fears and calculated.

"Let's go, Germania's Flying Dragon Knights, and remember who you are!

Captain Rothbacher, who was flying the lead as usual, flies with the signal of a descent assault.

From behind, the Fei Long knights chanting loudly.

"Proud Empire! An empire that crowns the world! We are the most powerful dragon knights in the world!

Descending attacks from the sky also cause panic on the part of those who are, but are also scared on the part of those who do.

If we don't fly with courage that we're the strongest in the world, it's an attack we can't.

In the eyes of Captain Rothbacher, who flies the lead and descends sharply into the enemy king's capital, Silesier.

Kira, line her head toward heaven, enemy artillery lit up.

"A cannon, but!

Iron bullets are avoidable, Rosbacher, who drives the Feilongs, had that confidence.

Those with bad arms holding the reins, or who had no luck, would be hit with bullets.

But that's over in one go, too.

After that one time, the defenseless cannon gunner dies when everyone is eaten and torn apart by a flying dragon (Wyburn).

"Colour?"

Rothbacher stared at the moment when the cannon sprayed the bullet without cowardice, and was taken aback.

Because it was the eyes of a large white net, not an iron bullet, that jumped into his eyes.

Both Feilongs (Wyburn) were entangled in nets and Rosbacher fell on the cobblestone.

"Oh, my God."

With the shock of a fall slammed against the cobblestone, his breath was constant, but he nevertheless rose with an indomitable fighting spirit, cutting through the net and trying to get back on his feet.

That attacked him was a fang that came in like a needle from a gap in armor.

Fangs, etc. are to a point of tingling, even when stabbed.

"This is poison..."

Rothbacher, a skilled dragon knight, soon learned from past experience that he was severely poisoned. Even the damaged body is weakened by poison.

If you don't detoxify it quickly, you'll die. Rossbach drank the detoxification potion out of his belt pouch with his trembling hands.

But how dare you?

Shot from a cannon lined up in the king's capital was a large, sticky net, not an iron bullet. Plus, it even adheres to a fiercely poisonous fang.

The enemy had taken precautions against the Flying Dragon Knight.

Rossbach felt like he was trembling as he saw the breadth that had stormed there properly, the flying dragon knights under the banner that would be dropped into the net one after the other, and that if the empire were to perish, it would be his fault.

"But it's not over, it's over!

The prestige of the Empire, the glory of the Empire, its iconic Knights of the Undefeated Feilongs!

Rothbacher has only been captain for five years. Is this where you end the undefeated legend of the Feilong Knights?

He pulled out his sword in an attempt to burn his indomitable fighting spirit and cut through a sticky net.

In front of that Rothbacher comes a girl too unfamiliar to the battlefield to accidentally stop a hand with a sword.

"Stupid, why the kid..."

In the gust of a dragon knight falling flabby, a girl rushes over here, sagging her blonde hair and still leaving her somewhere young.

The adorable figure seemed to play wild as if innocently, and the proud dragon knight forgot to fight for a moment. I could see a gun in that kid's hand.

"As soon as we find the Dragon Knight, we'll kill him!

The feisty face of a girl who shoots a gun in Rossbach's head and laughs invincibly became the last sight he saw in the world.