Frenzy Troll

That's what Roland thought. I was wondering if it would be okay to leave the force, including the artillery.

Is there anything in the Middle Ages that could strike beyond that thick leather? Probably in addition to the artillery. There must be fantasy elements to magic spells.

But it won't be a perfect response either. If those intermediate chariots attack, the remaining troops will be greatly harmed even if they are not exterminated.

Maybe it's not his fault after all. It might not affect your hero's reputation. I warned him anyway.

But is that going to be okay?

I don't think Roland will be okay with that. Because what he wanted was not just to play the hero.

‘It's not about protecting Roland's reputation that matters. It is important to achieve your goal by raising the world's number and getting the golden apple or rescuing Odin. Reputation is just a shield that will not be disturbed in the process. But if 10,000 troops were to suffer near annihilation, what would the world's attack on water be like? · · · · · ·'

I heard they are soldiers who have broken through the last fifty floors. Such a force is worth 30,000 troops at this time.

Their herd is indeed a powerful force and will be difficult to replenish.

A group eager to die in the world's waters will be hard to compare to this army. Those who refused to enter Bifrost because they couldn't defeat a mercenary, not even their own troops set up camp outside the walls.

So those disliked commanders and their commanders are not to be ignored. They are, in fact, the lords of the World Water Expedition.

‘And isn't it a crisis to annihilate the Lord himself? ’

Roland didn't know. Maybe it's a good thing I took him to work. Or if you can just take her to work, it's a disaster on its own.

After a moment's thought, Roland turns to the Commander. And I told the man who wouldn't even look this way.

“Send a scout first. ”

The commander finally replied, not trying to ignore it.

“I already have a lot of work to do without any training. ”

“Behind you! Send them on their way here." Shouldn't we at least see if there's an army of that ridiculous elephant? You're not gonna argue with me because I'm worried about losing a huge army, are you? ”

Fortunately, the Commander didn't cut it off. The commander summons the deputy with a frowny face.

and instructed.

“Do as the Great Mystic Knight commands. I'm already tired and tired, so I want you to pick some unfortunate soldiers and take a walk around back. If you meet a horned rat and die while scouting, tell him that if he goes to Hell, he should blame this mystery knight instead of me. ”

The deputy left the barracks with a furious look on his face.

There has been a damp silence ever since.

Waiting for his reconnaissance, Roland sits uncomfortably in another barracks. With tons of followers around.

As one of his followers, Bojo said.

“What about the bronze sword? ”

Roland smiles.

“Not bad. Did you come up with this? ”

“Not exactly. They must have dug it up. in the old literature. And I couldn't reproduce what it said was, there was this stuff. ”

“So it's widely used in the military now? ”

“Actually · · · · · · · · · Not really. I made a few, and I handed them to my cognitive drivers. They wear them well, but they seem to be trying to suit my conscience. not because it's useful. ”

“This sword isn't bad for a secondary weapon. ”

“You're an amazing man. You can use whatever you want, but the unsubs are too crowded to do that. Even I, the architect, don't know what to tell you except that this sword is particularly sharp. I'd rather kick a dagger made by a master than use it as an auxiliary weapon. If you don't care about honor, even a lightning bolt

While having such a conversation, I finished everything I had to do.

The commanders in this position have instructed their men to pack up their weapons. You can withdraw at any time.

And over time, the scouts finally return.

Roland looks nervous as the scout enters the Commander's barracks.

What if I don't see the elephant army? ’

I thought so, but I didn't need to worry.

Soon the commander entered this barracks. His face was all blushed out.

You can guess what the scout has already reported just by that pathetic look. Anyway, Roland asked.

“How'd it go?”

The commander said in a trembling voice.

“It wasn't a lie. Shit, that shit was right! ”

“Have you seen an army of elephants? ”

“Yes, I got a report of them blocking the entrance! Are you happy now? Do you feel superior? Then enjoy! ”

Roland realizes he's not in a position to feel overwhelmed. What did he just say?

“They've blocked the entrance? ”

“Thanks to you, my back is blocked. I can't do that now if I want to. So much for not obeying the wise man's words. Now, my mystery knight? How many words of advice can you give to a fool who ignores a wise man's words? Huh? What should I do now? ”

In the meantime, there was no need to be angry at the fact that he was being sarcastic. I didn't have the stomach for it at first, but the commanders around me burst into old age on behalf of Roland.

“Son of a bitch, still! ”

The commander bursts into laughter.

“Go ahead, swear all you want! I'm willing to put up with it! ”

“Hold on or I'll blame you, you idiot! If you had moved on earlier, things would have been different! · · · · · · · · With all your pride ·”

What the hell is this? It's all your fault. If Lord Roland had pulled out a long time ago, none of this would have happened.

The scoldings of these goalkeepers have risen against the commander. But he felt that the blame was unfair.

It doesn't make sense for the army to immediately withdraw as soon as we give them the news. It wouldn't have made a difference even if that commander had been a fierce follower of Roland, in other words, decided to withdraw the troops right away.

Withdrawal requires a grace period. And by that time, the army of wooden elephants would have already arrived. They got here too fast.

Then what was the dragon's warning to run and deliver this news?

‘It was a trap, not a warning. To fuck with me. ’

If only I could throw a famous warrior into a battlefield that was blocked and blocked, I would have been the remaining merchant.

They were still criticizing everyone around them, and the commander was taking the fall. Roland wedges himself in the middle of it.

“Everyone, stop! ”

Lolance speaks while everyone looks at himself.

“This is not the time to argue. We should prepare for battle before it's too late. ”

In fact, the troops were always at their best, but no one could point that out to Roland right away. Even the Commander has decided to keep his mouth shut for now. It was better that way.

Commander told me.

“Yes, you should be productive. What should we do now? Should I force it through the back? But it's gonna be tough. If they're blocking the entrance to the stairwell, that means we have to deal with them in a narrow alley. Not a chance."

Someone asked.

“Does it even work on them in the first place? ”

“A cavalry charge will do just fine. The problem is that every time you charge, this side of the fence breaks. In my experience, I felt like I was dealing with an infantry when I was dealing with that monster. · · · · · · · · · · · · · · if it was a herd. Hmm."

That way, the commanders quickly started discussing. Roland put a few words in there, but he couldn't interfere much.

In fact, their knowledge was not lacking in military literacy. They have long fought in the water of the world in their own way. Monsters, lives on the line.

Of course, whether it was helpful or not, I couldn't stay still. Anyway, Roland rolls his head in a desperate fashion.

Imagine the situation. A garrison of wooden elephants, a garrison of chariots, blocked the rear.

There's not enough artillery here to take on a chariot. There is little like bazooka po. The majority of these troops are infantry soldiers with one shovel.

What should I do? This infantry is very brave. Do you really think you can beat the deck of the chariot with a shovel?

What if I don't want to?

While everyone was thinking about it, the situation changed dramatically. You silence the commanders' discussions and let the rumbling sound resound.

Sound of trumpets to announce enemy approaches.

‘Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Trolls are approaching.

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As soon as he got off the elevator, Jason drove away. And ran towards the great castle.

The moment I arrived at my destination, I found Momo, who had certainly arrived ahead of me, but had not yet passed the inspection. Jason immediately started swearing.

“Oh, fuck, that idiot? ”

Jason pushes the mosquito blocked by two mercenaries and takes his place. And I screamed.

“It's fucking urgent! Get me Earl now! ”

Mercenary bites.

“Who else are you · · · · · · ·"

“Go fuck yourself, asshole! I'm Earl Jason of Mediah! He's tall, isn't he? Then go tell your boss! One of the bastards standing next to Lord Roland wants to see you! ”

Then the mercenary moves. And shortly after the gate was opened, a man appeared.

Earl Bifrost said.

“What business? No disrespect. ”

Jason shouts to suit his mood, not considering the status of the opponent.

“What courtesy? It's urgent! ”

Jason got to the point. An army of monster elephants is targeting the rear of the Human army, and they need reinforcements to deal with them immediately.

However, Vikappa expressed her colors.

“What reinforcements, cannons? ”

“Yes!”

“It's a situation. I get it. It shouldn't be easy. Have you ever seen a cannon? Even pretending to be big is horrible. Since it's a lump of iron, it's heavier than it looks. Moving to an elevator is not dreamy, and it's hard to get it up the stairs even if you have to use a separate appliance. That's why I've let the elephants go despite the price of the ivory. ”

“So you can't apply? ”

“If I have to deal with a wooden elephant, I can send a cavalry. Hmm. It's hard to move them because each passageway is not a suitable place for horses. Those of you who run the cavalry on the front line are doing your best. It's been a long time since we moved to the elevator, so it wouldn't help if we sent support now and we'd be over the day · · · · ·”

“Spend a day or not! ”

Vikappa frowned and said.

“Who told you not to let go? I'm just wondering if it's a good time. ”

“There aren't many lifts in the first place, what's this? You're in charge here. What the hell kind of facility is this? ”

“What else could you have done? It's a good thing I installed some stairs. If it hadn't been for that...

That was the moment I said that. At that moment, I heard the voice of someone who wasn't here.

“What's the big deal without it? ”

It was a woman's voice. Where?

Everyone was surprised and wandered around. But no matter where I looked, there was only a man, and I saw a crow on that tree who didn't know if it was a female or not.

The crow flew up. A firefly to the sky.

And that little body swelled up.

Black feathers become Obsidian scales, and loving beaks become vicious snouts. A large tail raises a sharp reptile pupil in the eyes of an entire blackened bird.

A giant black dragon smashes into the air.

Everyone was still unaware of the situation. The dragon flew straight towards the root of the world's water. Then you make your way to the nearby outpost, the entrance, and the stairs.

A stream of flames gushes out as it blazes through the air.

Everything that came into contact with the fire burned instantly. No outposts, no mercenaries on them, no ladders or stairs at the entrance to the world water.

After a series of work, the dragon decided to withdraw.

The dragon flew toward the entrance of the world's swirling waters. Suddenly, his body shrinks into a crow, and he soon enters the cave and disappears.

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