From a terminal Soldier to Monarch

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“That's all? ”

“I can't help it. This is all I got from my home country. ”

“Shiva, you must be starving from the horse run. No, let's say that. You want me to eat some grass? You want me to just eat bean sprouts?” It was a great display of how important supplies are in battle.

I couldn't find any beans and cheese or eggs.

“What about the horseshoe?”

“Nothing. The knights have already taken it all. ”

“Wheel stones?”

“Let's use it in reverse! ”

The cavalry's mop annoys the supply man.

What am I supposed to do? They didn't send supplies from home.

Watching the situation, Armstrong's commander bites his molar tightly.

‘You bastards. ’

Enemy troops hit their supply lines. You destroyed the supplies and fled, not the extermination of the Supply Squad.

He wanted to rip and kill the son of a bitch who ran this operation.

I'm even more upset that sending the troops after them would be a waste of time.

Cadduk.

The tooth snaps and makes a eerie sound.

Two soldiers in distress find the commander and salute him, but he does not see the two.

Everything that has been done so far is just going to be touched like Juma.

"What? Across the street with a supply wagon?" ’

I want to kill that son of a bitch. What madman is hiding in the enemy wagon?

What about the cubs that raided your Supply Depot before?

‘If he catches, he'll fill his mouth with meat and strangle him. ’

Not to mention the cub that prevented the White Devil's curse.

‘I'll leave my neck on a snowy mountain and freeze it to death. ’

He stood on this battlefield and pledged victory to the head of the family.

The continent's first law of war was Ansing Lisoneth's strategy, with a group discussing the continent's greatest force in the future.

To lose a battle like this, you won't have ten necks.

It's the fourth night of a few theatrical battles.

Armstrong's commander has decided that the supply isn't going well enough.

You talk to the deputy and head for your barracks.

“Get me Paltis. ”

The White Devil has failed, but this battle is not over.

‘The last one wins. ’

Still saluting, the two stiff soldiers are left behind.

Soon after returning to the barracks, the commander summoned you.

“You wanted to see me?”

It was a man with a straight cut on his forehead and a wide forehead. His head was stuck in the back of his head.

There was nothing to say about his ferocious impression, he was big and intimidating at the moment he saw it.

“Tomorrow.”

This battle is also a place to test soldiers who have been raised so far.

The commander has no rank, no chest, and the soldiers below him are the same.

In the future, they will have new names.

Paltis nods, his eyes shining.

“Can I leave? ”

I've been stuck in the mountains for 10 years training. I was filled with frustration.

“Ready?”

“You're free to go at any time. ”

“Let's have a look. ”

The commander wanted to see the strongest power that Palmoon had raised. Outside, the soldiers come and stand in line.

Eagle Eagle Burning eyes, firm breasts and superior kidneys.

I heard that Armstrong's military spending was enormous to raise them.

‘You look like a ferocious beast. ’

That's what I thought when I saw the soldiers' eyes.

“Defeat is unacceptable. ”

“Of course.”

Part of the elite, including Paltis. Fifty soldiers were frustrated with their inability to use their strength trained for brutal training, longing for battle.

Each one of them could not use a vice, but it was a chaotic class of knights.

*

Oh, it was morning.

I woke up late every day in my sleep. I rested every day to prevent fatigue from accumulating.

Before I even went out of the tent, I instinctively knew the mood had changed.

As you come out of the barracks, you notice a nervous look on the faces of the rushing soldiers.

“Is something wrong? ”

“Race you.”

I asked the soldier next to me, and I heard the answer from behind. I can see Lind approaching from behind the tent. Jump over the peg on the floor. I looked lighter than usual.

I saw thin leather bones instead of bandages around my fingers.

It was close to leather gloves covering the thumb and forefinger.

“I got one. ”

Lind said, raising his hand.

“It's also what happens late. ”

Digoda came by. I can see a large left arm twist. I took off my bandage, too.

“Broken bones already attached? ”

“I think I'm fine. ”

“What kind of Troll are you? You've surpassed human regeneration? ”

“… as long as I'm not shocked. ”

Digo replied with a shy face.

Grrr.

Axe. Well, nothing's changed. Sitting crouched next to you, sharpening an axe with a millstone.

‘I gather well by myself. ’

The training is over. The smell of iron pierces your nose. I haven't even started the battle properly yet, but I think I already have a fever.

“Phew."

Four days, I did everything I could to prepare. I always want time, but I can't afford that luxury on the battlefield.

“Ahhhh.”

You open your base freely among the nervous soldiers. I screamed a thick, cool waist.

I slowly lowered my hand, reaching straight up. I bent at my waist and grabbed my toes with my fingertips.

I can feel my muscles stretching softly and flexibly. Holding my breath, I felt my whole body beating.

Biceps.

It's like a heartbeat.

“Puha!”

I breathed my last breath and jumped to my feet, tapping my side.

I thought I cracked a bone before, but I'm fine. I felt no pain when I tapped.

I loosened the bandage around my right hand.

In the meantime, the spoon is lifted with your left hand in case the wound is tender. I lived on my left hand for 25 years in my previous life. With this, I ate bread, ate soup, and hugged a woman.

I'm used to living with my left hand only.

After taking off the bandage on your right hand, the long red flesh sits between your thumb and your forefinger. I think I'll leave a scar later.

“You okay?"

Lind looks away and asks.

“Better than this guy. ”

He points at Digo and picks up his spear. A few Throwing Daggers are also in your lap.

Lind also tied an arrow barrel to her back and thighs and tucked her hips tightly.

Digo holds a shield in his left hand, a spear in his right hand, and the axe is still two.

“Let's go.”

The preparations are complete. There is only battle left.

I gave strength to the hand that held the scepter. There have been no sequelae of previous lacerations.

“All ahead flank! ”

You hear the servant's deputy cry from afar. Immediately, a middle-aged rider runs with a flag.

An Earl Ludwig flag with a wall symbol on it.

“All ahead flank! All ahead flank!”

As they shout, the troops move past. The rider immediately jumped forward again.

Our troops have come to the very outskirts.

“What are you? ”

A white commander looks down at us and asks,

“A fallopian.”

The official route Whelken pulled us out of is a wounded veteran.

“Are you leaving wounded? ”

The White Captain asked kindly. He seems to be a soldier who demonstrates the resistance of the battle.

“I've been ordered to stand by. ”

I didn't ask who gave the order. He nods and walks forward.

I am more relaxed than others.

“Hey, is that why you broke the pole? Relax your hands. Relax.”

Even veteran warriors are nervous before battle. There seemed to be some soldiers who experienced the battlefield for the first time after training.

Everyone else walked relaxed in their own way.

“Oh, shit, I have to pee. If I kill one later, I'll smash it in his face. ”

“If you don't want to die, hide well. Son of a bitch.”

“What the fuck? I will be the next great king of Cercado. ”

There were people laughing and joking and relaxing.

“Phew, Phew."

There were those who took deep breaths and walked without speaking to anyone.

“They're people, too. I can do this. ”

I see people hypnotizing themselves.

“Please protect me. Gods of abundance, Gods of war, Gods of Poochup. ”

There are soldiers praying to the invisible god.

Each pose prepares for battle. There are no right answers.

There is no guarantee that you will survive on the battlefield even if you fight with all your heart.

Just because he comes lightly with a joke doesn't mean he will die.

There is no reason to pray to God.

Dividing between victory and death is skill and luck.

No, there's one more here.

Prepare. Predict how you will move in a battle, prepare your weapons and train your body.

That's what training is all about: making progress and training the best means to crush your enemies.

Ludwig's troops, led by Serkád's Third Order, were well trained and highly robust.

However, it is also true that there are some loose spots due to the loss of some white commanders and a few more rapid troops.

You have a commander who needs to lead more men than he normally does.

Some will do better in different environments, and some will make mistakes in succession.

There was a gap. Still.

‘There is nothing we can do to stop the enemy. ’

You have to have a elite unit with a white captain's rank of combat strength to be able to see whose swords are sharper than theirs.

If not, he would have fallen at once by the sword of his enemies.

I scoured the entire unit.

‘The 7th Infantry was white. ’

From the 4th infantry to the 6th infantry, all the reserves enter the area.

As part of the marching army, it was difficult to determine the full number.

‘At least three thousand. ’

Enemy infantry will have that number.

The total number of cavalry units was about two hundred to one cavalry, and the average number of cavalry units would be about five to six hundred.

This is a battle between Earl van Ludwig and Wolves, the chief of the guard for the first city of Palmer.

Although the country's fate has not been compromised, the security of the entire region is at stake.

"You can't do that. ’

This is where I will take my roots after this war.

This is where I take my first step.

It was also an opportunity to take me to higher ground.

‘Guard and get. ’

When the plans that come to mind come into contact.

“Spin!”

A group of infantry men rushes to the front.

Enemies run into each other as well.

Pa Kang!

The spear is broken and bleeding.

In the meantime, I step back with a squad member.

You have no time to watch the cavalry fight.

“Come back. ”

Our fight is not yet. I thought I had quite a combat experience, but the three of them looked stiff.

I've never seen such a massive rotation with my own eyes.

The battlefield I see from the outside, not from the inside.

“People die easily. ”

Digo's words put it all together. A soldier in the battlefield is a consumable.

The user falls to the ground, its belly pierces through the spear, and the sword cuts its throat.

The severed limbs fly around and the briquettes and blood flow everywhere.

“Focus.”

I asked them. When you enter combat, you must obey my orders.

I trained for it, listening to my voice for four days.

“Stand by.”

Hold your weapons and watch the front. Thanks to four days of training, they reacted to my voice.

“Our battlefield may be tougher. ”

“Huff!"

The axe exhales intensely.

Sounds like you don't need to worry.

“I already owe you my life. ”

I can hear Digo's answer.

“You can't die, or you can die. But isn't this too tight? ”

Lynd is reading the situation. Yes, the fight was centuries old.

Do you think the two armies had a day or two of fighting? The balance of power collapses in no time.

‘Neither commander would want a consumption. ’

The battlefield is a creature that devours life and supplies.

No one wants a consumption war.

Unlike the others, the movement soon began in the enemy army.

A squadron protrudes from the center with a wedge.

From the inside, not the outside? ’

It was fast. It wasn't usually fast. The moment I want to move, I've reached the front and I want to reach it.

“... Monsters? ”

The Eyeless Lynd opens his mouth. A monster appears that breaks the wire. It's part of the Almighty.

A soldier raised to fight for ten years, not a warrior. They had already surpassed the level of soldiers, each of whom was a warrior.

“Shhh!”

Disperse!

The man in front swings with the Glaive. A weapon that brings back bad memories.

I had to kill the knight, but it was hard.

When the herd began to swarm, a white captain rank group also set out.

“Bypass.”

I gave the order and moved on. The axe in the lead followed my words faithfully.

“To the right. ”

We turn hard right on the front lines of the battle.

The enemy starts to move from the center and heads to the right of the ally.

‘These lunatics. ’

I could read the thoughts of the man who runs that small, elite unit.

He was planning on crossing the march of the infantry from the right side of our unit.

In other words, the enemies who fought in the front turn to the side.

The maximum number is fifty. That's a lot of courage to carry out this kind of operation with that many people.

‘Cause you can. ’

Like I robbed enemy supply wagons, destroyed supplies, and stopped the curse.

They're moving because they can.

The enemy commander is not a fool.

You see an army of rapid assailants rushing to meet them.

“Join us?”

Lind asks, "If a knight in a vice is on the battlefield, he should have a knight in the same vice."

If there is a wizard, we must stop him with a wizard.

For the same reason, we have to have the same elite to prevent such elite groups.

“No."

I shook my head. A unit I recommended and proposed, but I couldn't handle part of it with such an urgent task force.

Puck! Puck!

“Chug!"

The moment an allied unit meets an enemy elite unit, Glaive is placed on the head of an ally soldier in the lead.

It was a two-way street.

“Don't be careless! Form up and push! ”

Kaga Gaga! Soon the soldier with the shield began to stop the swarming attacks of the enemy.

In the meantime, we divert and stick to the enemy's right flank.

There are only four, and there are fifty.

However, the fifty were tied to the elite troops made by the allies.

There were more troops of 70, but the difference in strength was dramatic. The thirteen were on their side.

But it wasn't even weak enough to melt in a heartbeat.

‘Hang in there.'

That's it. If you don't have a sword with the same power, just have two blades ready.

“Here we go."

It was a moment to use what I had been practicing all four days.

With the axe, we run towards the man outside the enemy.