Trinitas Mundus

October 7th at noon.

Already Oak's attack had counted the fifth wave and the front of the advance party had also been replaced five times.

The damage to the orcs ranges from thirty to fifty. Unlike last night, the dead oak is about twenty.

The damage to the advance party, on the other hand, was pretty good fights with the war dead two, the wounded twenty, and the human damage alone.

However, as Yurki operated, enemy attacks were mixed with a lot of deception (feint).

The advance party side will stick out the spear to respond to the attack from the side.

The orcs were aiming at that timing, grabbing the pattern, smashing it into pieces, and destroying more than ten spears.

A black shadow of anxiety was spreading in Ray's chest when he saw how it was.

(The enemy commander has completely regained his composure... so far, there has been no appearance of wingmen or orgasms attacking him. But as it is, I run out of spears, arrows, and I get crushed by the amount of stuff...)

He was in a state of anxiety, but is busily killed in the hands of the wounded being transported.

Hamish, on the other hand, didn't feel as anxious as Ray.

(So far, as planned. I knew it would come with a push. After that, how much fatigue is to be reduced, so as not to fit into the enemy's strategy. Even if Lord Leland leaves well, we have to keep him here for the next three days. Do you have to figure out a way to transport the wounded...)

Niges Leland, deputy captain of the third battalion of the Knights of the Springs, left the village of Millis, where the Book of Darkness still descends, after 5 a.m. on October 7.

He pulled two replacement horses and proceeded at a considerable speed through the narrow streets.

Around 9: 30 a.m.

In the village of Bogby, forty km west, he arrived.

There, the third battalion, which escaped yesterday, was unattended.

Leland's anger explodes at that appearance.

"You guys! What are you doing! The Second Squadron and the Prostitutes are holding the enemy hostage at the end of Millice Village! In a place like this..."

That's when Arwell Kilgaroho, the captain of the battalion, came out of one house flustered.

He removed armor and other equipment, drinking, his face was red, his eyes were vain.

"Shut up. What are you fussing about!... Hick... Anyway, they're killing me by now... Hick... in the first place, even though this operation itself is reckless... to be just one battalion..."

All of it starts to get suspicious, and if we don't talk about it, we start looking for the squadron leader.

Find the two squadron captains and order them to head to the rescue immediately, but they shake their heads sideways when they are unable to move this spot on the orders of the great captain.

"You... are still part of the shield of the kingdom, the Knights of the Springs! Enough! It's a shame we're wasting time here! It's a horse you won't use anyway. I'm gonna borrow your horse!

He then switches horses, connects the two replacement horses again and leaves towards the west.

Before you leave, take a glimpse at the immobile knights,

"You do not qualify as knights. The knights of this country, including me, who could not move you, have disqualified themselves from the respect of the people. Think about it."

Several knights looked down in regret, but some laughed thinly at his words.

Leland left the village of Bogby thirty minutes after his arrival, without leaving them alone.

Leland has the momentum to crush the horse and even heads west.

(We need to get to Bridgend before nightfall...)

He was crushing one horse and letting the second run.

Many times we go through the woods, over the hills, pushing through the streets.

Four hours later at 2 pm.

Ahead through the deep woods, I heard the horses hissing, and as I went further, the Knights' flag was shaking in the wind.

About 40 km west of the village of Bogby, we find the demonic crusader army's main unit at rest and rendezvous in a hurry.

Leland was far ahead of expectations and thanked God for being able to rendezvous with the Crusaders' main force.

And there were tears in its eyes, but when it found Count Victor Rockletter, chief of the Knights, it immediately began reporting.

"Yesterday, at noon on October 6, east of the village of Millis, at a point of about 20 km, the Demonic Crusaders advance party was ambushed and defeated by the enemy. By order of the Commander of the Kilgaroho Battalion, he entrusted his hall to the Prostitutes and the Second Squadron of the Third Battalion, while the First Squadron and the Third Squadron withdrew. Prostitutes and 2nd Squadron are securing narrow road exits east of Millis Village on the orders of their battalion commanders. The size of the enemy is more than two thousand oaks. We also confirm the appearance of the Winged Devil and the Little Devil. Hurry up and rescue us..."

Victor to information worse than expected and Baron Seaver Gladstone, deputy commander, will have a dark face for a moment.

Victor can't hide his anger and makes Leland curse.

"Why are you here! What happened to Kilgaroho? You died in battle!

Leland bowed his head deeply,

"The Kilgaroho Battalion Commander, in the village of Bogby ahead……, stands by. The junior officer was ordained by Lord Hamish Markat, commander of the proselytizing army, and was sent as an expedition by the village of Millis. I will punish you as well. Now we contend for a moment. Hurry, hurry."

When Victor suppresses his anger, he leaves the scene to order him to prepare for his departure.

The remaining Seaver laid his hand on Leland's shoulder.

"I'm sorry. If I had ordered, I wouldn't have felt this way. Sorry."

"No, this is all because of my lack of strength. Your Excellency is not responsible. Punishment will be done after the battle. But don't hesitate to give me a chance to fight"

He was on his knees, bowing his head deeply and pleading with the Deputy Commander. On the ground of his stares were traces of tears that would have fallen from his eyes.

"Okay. The first battalion deputy captain's seat is vacant. Return to the First Battalion under my authority. So fight fully. But don't ever die. I'll have to report directly to His Majesty tonight, but even after I return to the king's capital, I'll have to have him testify in this case."

Leland was surprised to hear that the king was conscripting his parents, but he bowed his head big again and headed towards the First Battalion of the Ancient Nest.

(What are you going to do with Kilgaroho? You have to make sure your lord kills you before he does. It's a hassle...)

Seaver gently shook his neck sideways and ran towards his own horse.

Victor Rockletter listens in detail from Leland as he is rocked by his horse.

Besides ignoring the order to head to the ground as soon as possible, and not to send out any scouts, he was about to bring blood to a boil with anger when he heard the beatings against deep alcohol and prostitutes in the march.

And he was even willing to kill for being sandwiched without any scouts, and for leaving even more prostitutes in their dead places to flee.

(Again, we should have stopped it on that spot. I had no idea I was so proud of the honor, tradition of the Knights of the Springs... turning my back on my enemies is fine. But you abandoned your allies and ran away... if you snap your neck with my hand, it won't fit...)

October 7th at 7pm.

The Crusaders' main unit, forced to take the streets covered in darkness, arrived in the village of Bogby.

Upon entering the village, the knights, surprised by the sound of horseshoes, rush out of the private house they received.

At that time, Arwell Kilgaroho was completely drunk and could not even welcome the King, the Knights.

Victor pulls out his sword and walks straight into the village chief's house where Arwell is.

"Kilgaroho! What are you doing!

To his fury Arwell's surroundings flee the scene.

Arwell, the only one left, turns his cloudy eyes to Victor.

"Have you arrived by now, Lord Commander of the Knights? You are now in the land of the Demons..."

To Arwell, who does not turn the Luke, Victor sticks his sword.

"Are you going to kill me? Can you do that? Take me..."

When Victor tried to say something, he heard Seaver's calm, low voice coming from behind.

"My lord, all third battalions here have been placed under surveillance. Leland's report has also been raised with His Majesty. Even if we leave first thing tomorrow morning, it's subtle if we put it on the battlefield by tomorrow. Let's discuss what lies ahead."

Victor also regains his composure in his pale, talking practical stories.

"I'm sorry. I almost slaughtered and killed the big one. We shouldn't let this guy die that easy."

Seaver nods small and lets his direct reports detain Arwell.

"Well, I have to go help Lord Hamish tomorrow. Let me hear your opinion."

The two gathered what was the Lord of the Knights and began discussing tomorrow's march.

Around that time, at the exit of the narrow road east of Millis village, there was a heavy war going on.

Since that morning, an advance party led by Hamish had been forced to struggle against the demonic army that changed tactics.

(Ray said that. Fighting is a number. Sure it is. The Mercenaries (us) alone would have been wiped out by yesterday or pushed into the village of Millis. It was only with the help of the young ones that we could secure this place for more than a day at the bend. But that's close to the limit, too. If we keep going, we have to pull out of here tonight...)

In that day's battle, twenty-three battle casualties in the advance party. More than fifty people were injured. The uninjured soldiers also have a dark colour of fatigue and only the archers are relatively energetic.

The supplies also began to run out, and the arrows were not ten for each of the forty archers, and the crossbow thick arrows have already run out.

Initially, more than half of the spears were unusable and had been reduced to forty.

Everyone in the advance party thought this night would be a mountain.

Stella sat next to Ray, who was overused with healing magic and was running out of magic and lying on the ground.

(As it is, Master Ray dies. Master Ashley and everyone else... are in the dark now. Besides, the orcs only attack from the front. Now, we can turn around behind the enemy. But I can't forgive you for saying that to Master Ray. I can't multiply the confusion by going silently, I don't know what to do...)

I see Alberic, who was nearby.

(This guy would forgive me. If my sacrifice helps everyone, they'll judge me calmly...)

She stood up quickly and stood in front of Alberic.

"I need to talk to you. Yesterday, Ray said he was planning to assassinate the enemy commander."

Alberic opens his eyes wide to the word for a moment.

"Let me talk to you, Stella."

He doesn't even give a bite of surprise and encourages ahead at his usual rate.

Stella can bypass the battlefield if she can make just a few gaps now. Then turn around and complain that you can find the enemy commander.

Alberic nodded small, said, "Wait a minute," and walked towards Hamish, who was in command.

A few minutes later, Alberic came back.

And when I stand in front of Stella, looking into her eyes, I tell her that permission has been given.

"Hamish's forgiveness came out. But I can stop now. Ray, I don't suppose you're gonna go without telling me, huh? They might hate you. What do we do?"

She doesn't even show lost, "I'll go," she nods loudly.

"On an order from Hamish, I go with five men: me and Lazareth - Captain Lazareth Dawell of Squad Three - Berta of the Beast - Female Swordsman of the Wang Tiger Nation, Team Leader of Squad Four of Squad Five - and Renzi - Swordsman of the Bobcat Nation of Squad Five. I'll decide what to do if I find out along the way."

Stella shakes her head at the words.

"But you can't find me alone. And..."

Alberic blocked Stella's words,

"Because this is a decision. If you can't drink this condition, this operation means no."

Stella thinks slightly but nods quickly.

"Ray, don't tell Ash. Um, this might make me hate you, too. Well, I can't help it."

That said, he was starting to get ready with the ease of going to the picnic as well.