The Demon King Seems to Conquer the World

Episode 137: The Chaser, the Escaper *

When the decree was stained, the Knights of the Front first began to line up.

"Yacko, Gillinan! Tell both wings to proceed as far as possible through the woods and join the attack to envelop them from both walled wings! Go!"

Ange gave the order to the men he had left behind in the preaching order.

"Ha!"

"Immediately!"

Jacko and Gillinan rush to fly and disappear into the woods of both wings.

In the meantime, too, the Knights of the Bodhisattva, once in line, marched forward under the decree of each chief.

When the formation began to move on leaving Ange behind and reaching the end of the group, Ange finally began to move on with the horse.

The speed of the squad is slower than I thought.

I can feel that it's never bad, but it doesn't match my senses, and I use soldiers I don't know.

It was natural because Ange was not the soldier he had coached from the hand.

It's not like I can move it like my hands and feet.

However, if you order me to go, I will, and when it comes to retreating, I will.

Perhaps you should consider it a mercenary to a very good degree.

Wait a minute, when the Knights of the Bodhisattva advanced by about fifty steps, the gunshots went off again.

One soldier on the front line can be killed.

Looks like he got shot in the stomach, but at this distance, the armor is the only clasp, and the bullet can't be prevented.

The Knights of the Bodhisattva did not look frightened at all, but mechanically filled the hole and moved forward.

In the meantime, shots are fired at a fairly early pace.

but even though it's early, they still only have one gun, and it doesn't overshadow a lot of them.

And when I went about twenty more steps,

"Assault, all!!

And Ange screamed.

"Ya Oran Ease for God and His Son!!

Officer screams,

"O. Casas Dolan, a warrior!!!!

Soldiers responded.

I had heard the story, but I had never heard it before.

It is a distinctive decree that the Knights of the Tabernacle issue during the assault.

"OOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

With the roar, the Knights rushed out in unison.

When the distance is quickly reduced and mounted on the protective wall, the whole foot is simultaneously spread over it and over it.

The walls are only as tall as the chest and are easy to get over.

but the moment I got over it, I sat back so I could poke it up from the bottom.

In the shadow of the wall, the enemy would have crouched and waited, making sure to jump up from body to body and stick a spear in it.

After breaking down the front row, the enemy soldiers rode on top of the fence and began poking spears from top to bottom.

"Keep attacking me!

If we get this close, we'll see, but the enemy is not thick.

Perhaps there are only around fifty.

Most of them consolidate both sides of the fence and are dedicated to preventing detours.

There are even fewer guarding walls.

Even if the defense on the defensive wall works, if you get the offense from left to right, there's no way you can stand it.

but there the enemy started something strange.

When one of the soldiers in the line took turns with the man who came out of his back, he shook it like a pot and let the liquid fall over the head of the Knights.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh -!!"

I heard a scream that I could hear so far.

So, I knew immediately what they did.

Heated oil.

The first pot was thrown on this side as it was, and as he scattered the remaining oil, he struck the helmet of one.

Gwawa Wan, and sounded like a copper rattle.

"Don't be frightened! Move on!!

The leaders of the front line inspire.

Again the man with the pan appeared from the wall, but this time the man behind him grabbed and pulled the veil (wig) of the man in the front row, pulling it away from the wall where it was attached.

Looks like he's spared a direct hit.

but then it changed and lost momentum in the attacker.

I did not fear the heated oil.

The entire protective wall made of round-tails was wrapped with oil.

What has been overcome up to eight minutes in one leg so far has only been overcome up to five minutes.

Oil has also moved over the limbs to get over it, so it seems to be slipping cheats.

If I had done that in front of my enemies, it would have been good.

It feeds on spears as if it were a prey to a fish.

Ange struck her tongue without thinking, chip.

Strong soldiers are skewered by people who obviously only seem to be weak soldiers.

I couldn't stop pushing my horse so hard to push the soldier away.

"What's wrong?! What is the martial arts of the famous Knights of Aoshi like that!!

I raised my utmost voice.

"Push the wall to that extent, the leading ass. But get over it!!

With that said, looking at both sides of the fence, I could see people overlapping and hard to see, but thick wire circling between the tree and the tree.

The height at which the wire was tensioned was about the waist length, but that's the other way around.

If you work hard, you're going to get over it, and it takes a critical crawl (dust) to get underneath, which is exquisitely nasty.

Because of this, even if we make a big detour, we can't stop, we're bound to push it halfway through, and it's a slow offensive battle bordering on wire.

Is this what happens when just one piece of wire is put up?

Well thought out.

Impressively.

But Ange's gestures are no longer invading either side.

I don't know how big the wires are, but sometimes you can't cut them if you don't have enemies.

Whatever you think, you can't possibly break through.

Ange kept moving forward.

"Retreat, retreat. Yeah-!!

It was then that a glimmer of Shan language jumped into Ange's ear from the gap in the battlefield's anger.

Ange, almost reflexively,

"The enemy is retreating! Chase him up!"

shouted.

It was then.

A man appeared at the barrier and struck a soldier on the front line in the head with something like a liquor bottle.

The moment the liquor bottle breaks, the fire envelops with great momentum.

This is the same weapon that was dropped from the eagle.

Ange instantly thought so, and at the same time, this soldier's attacker blunted.

If your compatriots are on fire in front of you, there's no way you won't be able to pull a step back with the elite Knights.

Also, the fire is purely hot, so you can't just stick it in there.

To scold the soldiers, Ange shifted her eyes to her waist in an attempt to pull out the sword she had kept in her sheath.

"Princess!"

I heard the deputy.

Looking forward, the man who used the bottle earlier was there.

Standing on the wall with one leg on it.

Half-body, it was the gun that stood.

The soldier who was right in front of him and was supposed to poke him to death is now just as mad as a fire and dancing.

While the muzzle looked round, the flank jacket (surcoat) was strongly pulled.

At the same time, he was struck hard on the head and Ange's consciousness was disconnected.

"- Meh! Princess!

"Hmm."

Ange's eyes open and his familiar face pops into his sight.

"What's up...? Gustave......"

I was crushing the name of the deputy chief.

"Princess, is your consciousness clear?

"Stop treating me like a princess... I'm telling you..."

"I'm sorry. But now we're at war."

War.

As soon as I heard the word, my head became clear.

My head is stinging and hurting.

"Ugh... what's going on"

"I was shot in the head. But the bullet hit my helmet."

Judging by the sensation of the head, the helmet seemed to be removed and instead bandaged.

I have blunt pain.

"Don't wake up. Come on!

As Ange tried to get up, Gustave stopped.

"I'm fine...... I don't know"

Ange woke up her upper body as it was, but she wasn't blinded.

"Is it true"

"Oh."

The source of the pain seems to be on the left of the forehead, on the hairline of the hair.

I have a terrible blunt pain based there and my brain feels like it's shaking... but not enough to lose my mind.

I don't feel ill enough to walk.

I touched my nose and ears with my hand, but fortunately nothing was out.

I hear blood and mucus coming out of my nose and ears if I get my cranium cracked.

Like when there was water in my ear, I tilted my neck and hit my ear with a ton, but I don't feel the liquid leaking out.

Looks fine.

Gustave grabbed the hand he offered and stood up.

"How long have you been asleep"

"About three minutes."

"Ku......"

Three minutes seems short and long.

Especially during the transition period of the war situation.

Turn your eyes to the battlefield.

Ange glanced at the large burning fire that burned in front of her.

Oh, there's a fire moving and burning on the oil-wrapped wall, I immediately detect.

Using my nose, I smelled a distinct smell of volatile oil, like an oil pan that was over-fired.

The Knights of the Bodhisattva are trying to make a big detour around the left and right because they can't get past the bonfire, but there still seems to be some left on this side.

What happened to the siege?

"The enemy pulled like the wind after the shooting. Sending a squad that attacked from both sides, he turned around and moved on to the attack - and now the other side seems confused."

All, from what to what was foreseen......

It feels like I've been politely taken backwards, one by one, of what I did as the textbook says.

If we are sent what we have plunged into simultaneously by ordinance, we will not have a formation in place against attacks from the side.

If I get slapped, I get confused easily.

"I'm going to take command"

"... Ha"

Gustave showed a slightly lost sleigh, but saluted.

With Ange, it's not like I'm not sorry.

I want to give you something back.

In order to do that, you just have to hunt down the enemy.

Says the bridge is safe, but I guess I can't use it now.

Perhaps a large number of refugees are waiting to finish crossing.