The Demon King Seems to Conquer the World

I was in command on the ground that day because the dragon was in danger.

"Communicate to the eagle unit standing by. No change to the order. If a dragon runs into a hill, take off and bomb it simultaneously without waiting for instructions. It seems persistent, but definitely like moving into immediate action. No need to repeat it."

"Ha!"

The decree gave a frightening salute and then ran towards Caquedri.

It was a problem that the dragon was working unexpectedly. Though I didn't think it would be a problem as a whole because not as many of them would come, even just five of them have enough presence to intimidate the entire battlefield.

The eagle riders have been trained in sudden descent bombing, but have never carried out an attack while being interrupted by something.

A sudden descent bombing means that gung and speed ride in the process of descending. If something distracts me and I miss the time to cut back to the ascent, I'll crash right into the ground.

So I had Eagle Squad standing by this time.

Even without it, the newly built cannon works better than I thought. The ancient soldiers who lurked in the hills have also fought well for me.

The problem was when the cannon was gone. The shells will hold until around 3pm even if they keep firing at their current pace, but I don't know what the impact will be if they are specially attacked with dragons.

The dragon, thankfully, was an anxiety element.

The battle of the Qur 'an dragon empire was known sixteen days ago. This one hadn't grabbed any info beforehand, and when I thought I landed in Chantinion in the big fleet, I went north with that leg, not settling anywhere.

Geographically close, so I should have thought it wasn't strange to join the war.

It underestimated the diplomatic capacity of the Galilee Union. I didn't know you would draw a large amount of reinforcements from the Kokolu nation, which is supposed to be between enemies.

"What do you think? Can you win?"

Myallo in military uniform said.

"I don't know. It depends on the dragon."

I just stabbed a spear in the air, too, so I don't know what kind of battle the dragon will have on the ground.

According to Dragon King's depiction, dragon exorcism was something that made quite a sacrifice, even defeating a rampant dragon on earth. But of course it's about wild dragons. I also hear that dragons raised by humans are weaker than wild.

Troops on the hill are armed with guns, as well as long spears like poles made in an emergency after the Qur 'an's participation was known. This has a structure like the one used by vegetarian diving fishermen, which, when stabbed, leaves the tip in the body so that the rope connected to the tip can be tied to the nearby trees and restrained.

I don't know how much I can accomplish because I think it makes sense as a tool, but it's a substitute I've never used in action.

However, if you don't let the dragon penetrate, this battle is an advantage.

The cannon is active.

Bombings using eagles can drop about 25 kilograms of incendiary rounds per wing to the ground. But each time we have to go back and get down to the ground and replenish it.

Given the round-trip time, you can only drop at a rate of one shot enough, and one shot every twenty minutes if you do poorly.

But the cannon on the hill can send 22 kilograms of shells in about two rounds a minute. Unlike eagles, the range is limited, but the amount of firepower you can send in is different.

Twenty-eight cannons brought in by the tiger son show hundreds of feathers of work if converted to eagles.

If that goes silent, the enemy forces may increase their power and swallow this one.

"Worst case scenario, what happens?

"Well, maybe we'll lose"

The battle was originally started on the assumption that if the eagle could fight enough in addition to the cannon.

more than the amount of enemy troops had assumed.

If you think about the really worst case scenario where all the gear meshes worse... you can't be sure you can win.

"Really..."

"Well... then we'll just start over. Regrettably, you just have to win next time."

Two and three months after holding the country seems long and short.

Maybe I was in too much of a hurry.

"Is this the new spin bar gun in the example? Are you saying the offense was better after that development and deployment?"

"... it's a troubling place. After waiting for that, it'll take another three to five years. In fact, this is going to win."

Unfortunately, I was unsuccessful in developing a rear-mounted rifle gun.

I was originally a chemical field person, so when I was released from all sorts of marks and was able to develop freely, I could make nitrocellulose made of cotton and sensitive explosives used in the detonators. That's just what I remembered, but when I looked at the notebook, I remembered my knowledge, and I got pompous ideas about ideas to increase purity and also about production equipment, and it worked well for tonnes of clapping.

However, there was little original knowledge of metallurgy and engineering, and it was not clear how to make quality tool steel.

For this reason, the development was in a triand-error state of hand exploration, which eventually took us up on the reef.

I guess I was too greedy. Because I make it, as a result of poorly focusing on the rear-mounting style in an attempt to make it good, the small guns that were made were not busy when they fired broke bolts, fired gas blew out, or were not cleared in the first place, and couldn't hold onto and close the parts together.

So, a cannon created with the idea of building something big before something small and difficult is what's on the hill right now.

Cannons don't require as much precision as guns, and no matter how much high-heat firing gas erupts, that doesn't blow on the archer's face causing a major burn.

"If we wait three more years, our enemies will recover from the last defeat..."

There was always that in my head. I want to make the most of the last big win I got at various sacrifices.

It's too late for the enemy to get back on his feet.

But in reality, the enemy's missing army was supplemented by the Qur 'an Dragon Empire reinforcements with a dragon.

"Damn, it's hard. War is."

When I tell myself to crush,

"Come to think of it, this is the first time Yuri-kun has seen a weak sound on the battlefield"

And I said, as Myalo put it aside.

Myalo is more calm than I am nervous about winning and losing.

Either way, it doesn't change the job I do, is it in the mood?

"Sound weak, I guess."

"It's weak. I can't let my men hear me."

I can only hear Myalo a little, surrounded by gunfire and gunfire.

Neither will this conversation be heard by the soldiers who are a little further away.

"Well, it's nice to have someone on the battlefield who can make a weak noise."

Nothing, I didn't think it was a bad thing. I can't help but lie that I can definitely beat Myalo, etc.

"Am I the only one who can make that weak sound?

"What?"

"Is there anyone else like that?

Why are you asking me that?

I don't know.

Dolla or Dimitri who is still directing elsewhere...... I came up with a name around it, but it's not about anything that makes me sound weak.

You won't throw up weak noises or anything like that on Sham or Lily. I can't help but make you anxious.

"No, you're about Myalo"

"Really... hehe, besides thoughts, I feel good"

Myalo nibbled at something and seemed happy.

"... well, that's fine"

That's a good thing if you seem happy. I don't know what it is.

"Ah."

Myalo, who turned to the sky, said small.

Four dragons burst into the hillside.

I told the hillbillies to be vigilant about the possibility, and I said this persistently, so it would have been in the form of a penetration.

Well, what happens.

Following the dragon's assault, the sound of a tall trumpet called pahhhh, multiplied, doubled and heard so far in the uninterrupted gunfire.

The match is not the one this army is using.

The enemy will also be willing to move into a simultaneous offensive. Well, now's the only time.

When I looked back, the eagle was flying in unison.

A number of eagles fly to fill the sky, aiming for the battlefield.

Seeing the enemy skies, all six dragon cavalry are out, and the missing portion is not left intact.

"Well, I wonder what will happen"

I stood up to wield this showdown, this last extraction.

If the eagle interrupts momentum, if it doesn't interrupt and the momentum seems to crumble this way, we have to give orders for total retreat.

"I'll win. I'm sure."

Myalo said something like rest from behind.

- Maybe.

The eagle was just about to move to descent when it climbed in a single flight of about three meters, built in a hurry.

The eagles are intercepted by dragons, but in order to ask for that number, they make a sudden descent of their death and cast incendiary shells on all fronts.

The eagle's incendiary bullet doesn't use a detonator. The compounds used for the detonator are mercury and chloride of thunder acid, but regardless of the mercury that can be removed by simply heating Chenshan (shin), thunder acid is more difficult to synthesize. It has not yet reached mass production, and since it is rare, I am dropping off the hiring.

In other words, it's an old-fashioned ignition wire, not a start-up tube, so there's a slight time lag between hitting the ground and explosion.

If we talk about the dropped scene, the soldiers will be given a slight respite to leave after seeing the incendiary shells.

But if you're in the midst of an all-arms assault, you can't keep that momentum cleverly avoided.

The bomb flickers to the ground, or crushes the running soldier's skull, then rolls at their feet and bursts intermittently.

From the front line, the mellow smoke of unrefined oil rose simultaneously.

Observing from above, I could see that the momentum of the assault had slowed down because I saw it.

"This one moves to total assault too! Ring the order!

Screaming from above, down his hand, the soldiers who heard the order moved in unison and began to whistle the signal.

As the soldiers actually began to storm, the cannon on the hill breathed back its breath, causing the enemy to bombard (mostly) the battlefield with renewed roar without smashing the last remaining morale with iron.