Skeleton Soldier Couldn't Protect the Dungeon

I walked on a well-lined road in the direction of the capital.

The march was all clear.

A small force tries to intercept a fire by coalition forces passing through a narrow canyon, but is torn apart by Brody Valdorf, who has scouted ahead and smelled the oil and fire.

Red Fox Plain in front of the Imperial Capital.

This place is so close to the Imperial Palace that it's also called the Emperor's Garden.

Only here can we advance directly to the capital.

This much.

Even the Wizards of Azura couldn't help but feel the crisis.

This fight is a crucial point in saving Rubia.

In the plains, 110,000 Imperial infantry and eight Satans dug trenches and waited for the Allied forces.

Standby position is the nose portion of the fox.

10,000 mounted troops are divided into two groups and placed at their advantage.

Ball side, deep water on either side of the plains

The river flows.

Ninety thousand Allied forces took up their post in their wide ears.

“Here we are.”

It's not unexpected.

A scout has already given me the details of Brody Valdorf.

The information obtained by interrogating numerous prisoners is also abundant.

120,000 troops led by two commanders.

One of the commanders is Earl Ridvaren.

It seems that there has been a promotion since the cleansing of an existing family such as the eboat.

The Inquisitor?

The father of a child named Shisel.

He was the one who framed Rubia for Devil Worship.

He played a greater role than anyone else in making Rubia a wizard's experiment.

‘It's okay if it's not a person. ’

A trembling voice reminds me of Rubia.

It's not that big of a deal.

If religion requires a sacrifice, the author is more suitable as a living sacrifice than anyone else.

It's strange to see you here.

I never imagined I'd have a chance at revenge against that family.

I feel like an unexpected gift stuck in my mouth.

I squeezed my knife sack like a long tradition.

The other one. Anedal Oskar. Earl Oskar.

Troops that use Lance over 4 meters long, Lancer Heltavasha

Senior leader of the regiment.

He and his deputy will lead 10,000 veterans at both ends.

< A Lancer. It's worth 10,000 men.

“Are you sure you're okay?”

< Are you worried? Think about the future.If we get through here, we'll make it to the capital. Once inside. >

I know.

You have to win just like that.

I believed Isaac, but his plan had to fit.

I'm willing to jump in, but I can't overthrow hundreds of thousands of units on my own.

Knock, knock.

A black-haired woman carefully opens the door.

The United Nations senator lowered the box in front of me, staring straight through me with a sparkling eye.

“What is this? ”

“This is the kind of lurium that's been removed from the broken irons so far. I got the other congressmen together. Once you're in the capital, of course I'll do a full sweep.

The woman laughed and said.

“If you don't give me some first, I'll be disappointed. ”

I looked at the silver magical potion of the rebellious soldier with my unappreciated eyes.

“You must be the Imperial Master? You're resisting the tyranny of the ranks by hiding your identity.

“I'm not.”

I cut it at once, but it's not a bit embarrassing.

After spending two months together, she was too friendly.

“Then, the imperial court who didn't know someone like you is truly ignorant. It's an honor to have you with me. ”

“Well, I don't know when we'll be enemies. ”

Roughness does not diminish the glamorous color at all and does not change a single face.

“I will never be your adversary.

Please, I don't want you to pick on me. Be sure to let me know when it's time. I'm gonna change my mind. ”

It won't fall apart.

Isaac's criminal record so far is absurd.

When I move alone and control 90,000 people.

The scale at which the wires moved was ridiculously different and fast.

I said, placing the bottle of Lurium brought by the senator next to it.

“Tell them the plan.

It's gonna be a hell of a rebuttal. ”

“Of course.”

He will soon be a war hero for the Liberty League.

Humans think she did everything she could so far.

Karin goes out with a thankful smile.

‘Absorption.’

Immediately, the silver magical fluid in the bottle flows in.

Still unsatisfied with job demands.

I know it's not enough.

The imperial scorn is at hand.

If I can get even a tenth of it out. How many jobs and half a dozen could you possibly do?

It's three months' worth of food if we can spare it. It's too luxurious for an expedition.

It's thanks to Brody Valdorf's finding all the supply depots they've built around the Empire.

Werewolf's sense of smell is tens of times that of dogs.

Ninety thousand Allied expeditions had never faced any supply problems, and had never been more prosperous.

“Waaaahhhh.

There's a scream coming from down there.

Isaac, looking at the cliff across the street, seems to have little interest in the fate of about 500 soldiers sent by his command.

After setting up camp about five kilometers away, the Allied forces continued to dispatch small troops to provoke enemies as Karin instructed.

You brought a ballista with a long range.

Shoot a few shots.

The user shoots a fire arrow and pees on the target long enough to drop its pants.

An insult to the imperial army who wants to stand still against the Allied forces that have been rising from the battlefield over and over.

The opposing team dispatches an army slightly above the taunting force, and the two are ridiculously defeated in a duel.

The frequency of defeat soon increased to four in five.

Soldiers who have violated the military order through unauthorized plunder, rape, etc.

Even if it is a borrowed disciplinary attack, allies in battle are defeated again.

Imperial forces have increased morale and grudges inside the Allied forces.

< Paints don't need to know the big picture.

It was because Isaac didn't reveal the meaning of the operation.

Karin Krexor has a soft control of the dissatisfaction within the Allied forces. She's a lot more thorough than she thinks, so let's just focus on that.

I didn't have to use it.

I stood on the hill and recalled my conversation with Isaac.

Do you know the basics of gambling?

“What?”

< Seat the opponent on the board. We're gonna have to lose him a little. You need to boost your confidence. You can raise your stakes.

The story of losing and playing.

“Will it work?”

< 10,000 Lancers. There's no way I'm not going to charge. Those who don't charge are idiots.

It was about time I had a complaint that I was going to lose.

Fewer Allied soldiers return at night.

Mechanized infantry deployed in stealth, one by one, started sneaking around the fox's cheek.

The elite soldiers who had replaced their bodies with cold steel were all over the reed fields near the river.

< All the Imperial ambushes so far have been in the forest only. You lack the imagination of an ambush on flat ground.

Of course, there's no ambush when you run in there. Enemy forces must appear to function as ambushes.

Isaac is confident that the enemy will advance his army.

Yangzheng, Daechi. Day four.

Coming.

Imperial forces are advancing. The cavalry and infantry have narrowed the streets at the same time, keeping pace. I felt a lot of energy as I won a small war.

I was surprised to hear it was today.

If I had a small victory in front of my eyes again, I would have been so alarmed.

Anyway.

Here we go.

The battlefield makes noise.

< Good. They're caught in a snare. Tortoises with their heads out should be roasted.

Let's go down and fight. ”

< Hmmm, don't you want to see it here with me? I can give you personalized lessons explaining what's going on.

Dallac.

I shook my head.

You don't need to know that.

As soon as we save Rubia, that's it.

We had to surround the capital and draw out the wizards as soon as possible, rather than clutching the foam so that it didn't fit together on the hill.

Above all, I think I need to loosen the tension tightly tied with a sword.

And there's the man who framed Rubia.

Renault Lidwateren.

I thought you said co-commander?

The cold contempt of the trivial one that will never touch the ‘real’ of the imperial court is pressed with fierce vengeance.

My heart is boiling with noise. I don't want to let go.

Bang, bang! Bang!

Imperial infantry has moved on. The marching footsteps of tens of thousands were like the beating of the earth.

Did I mention that Alliance advancement leads to an attack on a crescent-shaped bloated area?

For now, it looks like Isaac's intentions are in order.

‘Sprint.’

Without looking anymore, I threw myself into the most crowded place in the world.

Boooooo!

Sound the trumpet somewhere.

Guaguava overload!

The sound of a secret bomb being detonated by mechanized infantry lurking in the plain.

The ground itself would be set to fire cannons under the feet of 10,000 mounted men of positive interest.

Bang, bang! Guava light!

When I came down with Isaac and had the height of the infantry, I saw no strategic vision.

“Ugh, ugh, ugh.

I would have been ordered to retreat in a fair fight.

Forward bulging advancement.

The old man in the middle trembles with a white face.

I could still hear him screaming around me.

Instant hearing loss.

It's the most commonly seen in human warfare.

It's a phenomenon.

No one helped him.

Those around me were not a very good situation.

I heard the Imperial Army deploys people who are expendable and irrelevant to their first charge.

“Fools! You don't even have to follow orders to fight back! ”

A sharp shout from the local commander echoes.

“Remember! Run to the sides! Not the back, the sides! ”

Isaac's commanding officer.

I glanced at him and walked towards the crumbling Imperial Army.

It won't have much effect on the trend he's planning for me to fly.

There was only shouting and madness everywhere.

In the meantime, the Imperial infantry is pushing each other so close to each other that they can't even wield their swords properly.

Enemies push each other to the center, tearing apart gaps and ranks, turning them into a crowd, not an army.

It's not the siege yet.

It was a simple outcome, but about the military.

This is an unimaginable operation unless you have extremely thorough insight.

We haven't even hit our forces properly, but the progress of the Empire Army seems to have already been compromised.

You continue to find the commander and slaughter the humans in front of you.

When the bloodshed rises, the infantry retreats, but they are already completely trapped in their sacks and seem to have become a net to each other.

I thought I killed a hundred people, but I didn't feel like going any further.

Pot!

I jumped up and looked around, and it seemed like the siege was complete.

The Allied Lancer forces, which appear to be waiting in the middle of the faction, are pressuring inward, stabbing at the front line against the shield and the empire with the sword.

It was during the siege of the fallen Imperial infantry.

You hear a seismic voice pushing your servant toward the tightening wall of the Allied Forces Lancer.

“Punch it! Punch it! This Ogre!

I want you to let me out of here somehow for using you as a pawn! ”

It's poisonous even though it's a long distance.

An aggressive, thin voice I've heard somewhere.

Suddenly, I turn my head toward you. The crest of the Erastor's crest falls into view, sticking into a spear.

“Ray. Kirk? ”

I remembered the name I had forgotten.

Ka 'ang!

Forcibly pushed in front of him.

The knight swings his dagger through the bloodstream.

Screaming!

The knight's extraordinary valor shines, and several spears are cut out.

The Great Sword falls on the heads of the stopping Allied Soldiers and the bodies of the two soldiers are crushed.

“That one.

But the already overzealous knight's difficult posture is simply to block the double-edged lance with a sword.

Stop paying.

Once again, pulling the sword backwards, swinging the dagger 180 degrees for the ‘state troop’, creates a gap as three Allied Soldiers plunge backwards.

But the strife that caught my attention around him was short-lived.

It's because elite-mechanized infantry troops from all over the Alliance rushed in to kill him.

Joint attacks by Masters who have used their own bodies as weapons on all sides at once.

Huff, puff, puff!

As you approach quickly, Chakram, who is inside a press device, hangs on the knight's neck.

It was just a moment.

The neck of the knight in a round helmet rises up.

The throat was cut long and scattered with blood, dropping a drop on my already red blade.

Fluffy.

A familiar face rolls out of the cropped helmet.

“Crie. Stina? ”