Trinitas Mundus - The Story of Saint Knight Ray

October 5th.

The Demonic Crusaders advance party, which is dominated by the 3rd Battalion of the Knights of the Springs, followed Bogby Village and continued northeast on the streets.

Sunny weather has continued over the past few days, and the march continues smoothly under the high blue skies of autumn.

The Rays leave early in the morning to make sure the streets are safe so that they are not found by Commander Arwell Kilgaroho.

There were no traces of demons in the streets to the village of Millis, nor were there any traces of that in the worried villages.

The Crusader advance proceeded to the forty km itinerary within that day and arrived in the village of Millis.

The mercenaries of the proselytizing army were divided into three squads for sleeping shifts, but only a few knights carried out outposts in the Knights.

(What's with this lack of vigilance when it's a village where demonic looks have been confirmed? Tomorrow is likely to be a battle with the Demons, so you're saying you're going to get some rest?

Ray was thinking about tomorrow's fight during his sleepless shift.

(Tomorrow morning, we should head to Turok at once. Fortunately, the weather is here, and it's only 30 km uphill. Tomorrow is the time to raise more scouts and heighten your vigilance. Later whether the fort of Chulock has not fallen. I think the food is still fine, but it's rumored to be a big army......)

Anxious, he welcomed the morning of October 6th.

Ray grabs breakfast with Ashley and Stella and heads to Hamish's tent.

From the tent I heard Hamish roar, and the three of them were astonished by the intensity of his anger.

When I went inside, I saw Hamish wandering around, like a belly-up bear.

Next to it was also the rare, faceless alberic and the figure of five captains trembling in anger.

Ray was terrified, "What's going on?" When I hung up, Alberic's chilling voice greeted me.

"That idiot captain says he's going down the street all at once, without scouting. Because you should head to the fort as soon as possible. I wonder what kind of mouth could say that."

Ray could instantly understand the cause of their anger.

(Are you still in custody? I don't ask any mercenary opinions. I didn't know such a dwarf was the top of six hundred... let's magically put him to sleep...)

For a moment he worried about hanging the magic really, not joking. But Arwell was surrounded by his favorite knights and remembered that he couldn't even get close.

(I have no choice. Just us, I don't know how far we can go, but we'll try to make it to the fort safely)

As soon as he left the tent, he tried to leave the village.

But at the exit of the village, the young knights are told to wait and forbid them to leave on their own.

"Can't you even order the Knights Commander?"

"I can't allow it. This is a battlefield, so I need you to follow orders. Obey or I will punish you as a hostile act that endangers the Crusaders."

"How can it be an act of enmity to go out against an enemy?"

"If you don't leave, we can push the Demons at once before they realize it. Not if you don't pull your enemies together."

The knights mock them in a tone like they made a fool of themselves and push them back with spears.

I came katin to that attitude, but Ashley grabbed me by the shoulder and regained my calm.

"With that said, I guess we're going to be in a safe place behind the brave prostitutes"

The knights are sudden in the words.

"We always take the lead. You mercenaries fight for money, but we fight for dauntless. You guys are the safe place to watch your fingers."

"Don't forget that word. I'm going to check with the battalion leader now."

Ray was apologizing to Leland in his heart.

(Excuse me. At the expense of the Knights, but I want to protect everyone. I'll burn the captain)

He heads to Arwell's sleepover village chief's house to recreate his conversation with the knights.

"... and the knights are screaming, but it's not what the captain thought, is it?"

"We'll cut ahead. Anyway, the enemy is surrounding Turok. Proceed and settle once and for all before nightfall. Don't let the mercenaries get in the way."

The cloudy-eyed Arwell defied Ray's words reflexively and decided to put the Knights ahead.

(Damn! I was going to push the mercenary forward and keep the distance open, but I said it with momentum. Well, that's good. Anyway, there's no such thing as demons. Even if you were there, you should attach it to the fort and not notice about us. They'll kick your ass all at once with our assault)

He used to drink deeply every night to distract his fears. Because I didn't sleep unless I did, but because of this, my original low thinking ability had been further reduced.

Ray felt slightly guilty, but shook it off and went to join the Hamish.

October 6th.

Around 7 a.m., the Demonic Crusaders advance team left the village of Millis, headed by the Third Battalion.

In about two hours, through a path like the valley bottom east of the village of Millis, the streets become as thin as beast roads. The platoon of up to six hundred advance troops was nearly two km long and had also begun to interfere with the transmission of orders.

Eleven am.

Previously, he arrived near a small hill that the Fifth Squad had made camp when they provided escorts.

I have been contacted here to put in a small pause, which in turn goes into the meadows.

Arwell, the battalion captain, ordered him to march again after a break of about thirty minutes.

There were mercenaries in the rear who had not yet been in a break, but he did not consider the matter at all.

A grudge was raised by the mercenaries, but the knights were watching and pretending not to see, and were beginning to take the streets.

(Twelve or three km left from here. Even if you put in an hour's rest, you'll make it. What are you in a hurry)

Ray was more concerned about Arwell's impatience than about his inability to take a break.

Arwell Kilgaroho wanted to get into the fort of Chulock as soon as possible.

(In the fort of Chulock lies the commander Hinschlwood. If we get into the fort, we'll put him under his command. Then I don't have to worry about it... yes, it's necessary to concentrate my power. Once the power is gathered, a piece can be attached at once. That would not pose any danger to me......)

He never cared about the eyes around him, just, even, thinking about it.

And October 6th at noon.

The crusaders were on a narrow street through the small hills.

Some of the knights are staring up, wondering if the enemy might appear from the top of the hill, but until now they have never shown up as one flying wing demon.

Stella was starting to feel like a tickle on her neck, like a killer.

(Someone's watching me. I wonder where it came from. Maybe I should tell Master Ray)

When she was about to line up on the rays moving forward, she heard screams and yells from the front hidden behind the hills.

"It's a demonic raid! Pull!"

"Don't pull! Stop!"

"Help me!

Ray drove his beloved horse up the hill, and beneath his eyes was the figure of a large army of oaks that emerged from the top of the left and right hills as Walla Walla.

The knights remain riding, against the oak, but were sandwiched from left to right in narrow streets, thus not taking advantage of their mobility and being pulled down from the horses one after the other.

And the knight who fell off the horse was rarely beaten with a crude stick of oak.

(Ambush!... Awkward. I need to tell Mr. Hamish right away......)

He ran down the hill and tried to tell Hamish about this. But at that time, a similar scream and fury echoed from behind them.

The demonic side was aware that the crusaders had not sent out any scouts, and they were attacked before and after a long line. They were plotting to annihilate the Crusaders once and for all.

The forward knights managed to keep order, with Commander Arwell useless and under the command of Lieutenant Leland.

Meanwhile, the younger mercenaries were only somewhat confused because the elite of the Mercenary Corps of Markat, Squads II and III, were at the helm, and there was no great confusion, and they were immediately starting to fight back.

Hamish, who was near the center, could not grasp the situation, but was immediately disembarking and instructing his men to dress up as a crossbow.

(Has it been sandwiched from front to back? Behind you is good. Zenga - 2nd Squad Captain Zenga Ormiga - and Lazareth - 3rd Squad Captain Lazareth Dawell - will do something about it. If you can't do something about it, it's over. That big captain panics and tries to escape backwards. You have to drill a hole in the back)

As Hamish contemplates a response, Ray comes running down the hill.

"A flock of oaks ahead! It's not a hundred or two. The Knights are about to be divided!

"Okay! All pulling horses, head up the hill! Defeat them with a crossbow when the enemy comes out. As soon as there's a signal, we'll put the horse down and storm!

In Hamish's voice, the mercenaries said, "" Ooh! "" The voice overlaps.

"Ray, you can take Ash and Stella and climb to the top of the hill! If you have few enemies, bypass them and return to Millice Village! And then you tell Bridgend about this!

"Eh?! Ri, roger!

Ray showed a moment of confusion, but to avoid wasting time, he immediately understands.

Ashley, who he did not expect to understand, refused Hamish's order.

"I don't like it! It's time to dump your father and run away!

Ashley screams like that, but Ray whispers in his ear.

"After we get out on the hill, the three of us stir up. I'll use magic, so cover me with Ash and Stella. If we keep this up, we're really going to wipe it out. I'm not running. So, trust me."

Ashley was surprised by the words, but nodded quickly and jumped on the horse.

"Stella, for once, I want to go where there are no enemies. Lead the way."

Stella nods loudly, "Yes," and climbs the hill with her horse.

Hamish, who dropped the three off, climbs the hill to drive out the rear oaks with the younger mercenaries who joined the most squadron and prostitutes led by Gareth Ayling.

As he climbed up the hill, a pitch-black arrow struck them from the front.

"It's the Imp. Crossbow ready, fire!

The number of little demons was as low as ten, and I just saw what Hamish looked like, and he had unleashed magic, so I had to plunder and scratch just two of them.

And he shot down more than half of them in a counterattack by a crossbow, and the rest of the little demons ran away disturbing their calculations.

(Glad you had some magic training. And this crossbow. When Ray brought the story, I didn't think it would help, but did he envisage a situation like this... a horrible guy to make)

Hamish and Best Squad, who expelled the little devil, soon head to rescue Squad Four and Squad Five, who fight in the streets.

Hamish had instructed Elias Nifer of Squad IV to ride and ordered Valeria Harvey of Squad V to provide cover until Squad IV had been institutionalized.

"Elias! I'll make time, get on the horse! Once up the hill, look at the opportunity! Valeria! Attract the enemy to give the Fourth Squad room!

The two of you said, "" Roger! Listening to the voice, "" Hamish leads the most squadron swordsmiths down on foot, keeping the horse in Alberic.

Alberic, who was left behind, led the archers and the young mercenaries to shoot arrows at the orcs.

"Kids who use crossbows don't need to be targeted. Keep shooting in place where there's plenty of oak! Let me show you the arms of the Archers of the Mercenaries."

To his unnerving voice, the young mercenaries felt as if they were breaking the feelings they were straining.

And his "shoot!" Five arrows and twenty tai arrows "bolts" fly into the herd of oaks with signals, several oaks fall, and the demons are confused.

Elias Nifer of Squad Four couldn't bring them into the battle they were good at - riding assault - and they were struggling.

They were rare riding combat experts in the mercenary regiment.

Assault with a special horse spear fitted with a hook-shaped blade on one side of the tip could kick a few times the infantry, but it was trapped between narrow hills and sandwiched from left to right, so it was unstoppable and dislodged.

Most importantly, the battles on foot are quite skilled, but their pride was in riding assaults, so frustration accumulated.

At that time, I heard the orders of my beloved commander, and all four squadrons aroused.

"Elias! I'll make time, get on the horse! Once up the hill, look at the opportunity!

Elias takes Hamish's word for it and peeks at his riding chances. And a moment's gap comes, "Ride!" and give short orders.

To that voice, the cavalry of the Fourth Squad rode in unison, and quickly, ran up the hill.

"When this happens, we have no enemies in Squad Four! After we save Squad Five, we're on our way to Squad Two, Squad Three! The captain is watching. Don't show any unusual attacks! Assault!"

The sound of the horseshoes of twenty-five warhorses clings between the hills.

The orcs turn their backs to the sound of that creepy dodd-doo and fight a chunk of violence coming at them.

As Orc tries to escape, Valeria of the Fifth Squad barks.

"By now, you're telling me to run away! Bugs are too good! Don't leave in front of Squad Four! But don't let them take the good part!

We will ensure that the orcs that emerge from the assault of Squad Four are finished as we work together from squad to squad.

"Squad Two, I'll help Squad Three! It's a rare opportunity to sell favors to Zenga's husband and Lazareth's husband! Go back to Fonce, the king's capital and make him luxurious! Follow me!