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Chapter 210

210. Marcus hides Encrid.

Saxony expected the cavalry to stop not far away. If you're going to die at once in an assault, it's natural for you as a commander to be able to do that. It's a choice..

So he does not stand up to the thrust, but rather moves with a lowered posture Started.

When everyone looks at the assault troopers.

When you look at those who defeated the assault.

Saxony was aiming for a place where the cavalry could stop, and moved in advance..

Saxony moved before the horse, on the premise that it was intended and run. At short distances, he was confident that he would not be far behind the speed of the horse.

That's the result..

He's stabbed in the neck, he's tilted sideways, he's kicked his calf, he's put his foot in the saddle. Except he pushed his hand aside..

Puck and falling commander. Saxony was laid back.

He climbed into the saddle and stroked the horse's neck with his hands.

The horse, twisting his body like a rebel, soon became quiet.

Saxony, without looking back, drove his horse back to Encrid's side..

Dagdak Dagdak!

The sound of horseshoes spread brightly through the silence.

The group of cavalry watching was so wild that it was a moment to raid the attitude of the Missed.

“I'm a cat, I'm a honey-sucker alone..”

When I saw Saxony on my return, Lem turned back..

“Crazy savages fight ignorant..”

Saxony, too, expressed his joy and got down and slapped the horse's stoop..

The horse, hinging and crying, sounded the sound of horseshoes to one side Jumped.

Of course, it's a place where no troops are gathered..

As the horse jumped, the dirt bloomed like an Ajirang..

Apart from that,it's not even in the middle of the battlefield. The bloody eyes went between Lem and Saxony, who were against each other..

Encrid, who needs to be dried, was locked in thought and opened his mouth..

I've been multiplying it since..

“I want you to swing the spear without hanging it behind you.?”

And if you break the sword, you can put the spear on the side and on the mark. I made a ring and put the back of the spear, so the whole reaction was late..

I thought that was why the response to the first strike was poor..

So you have to get hit..

Lem looks at Encrid, who has been trying to stem the bullshit since the beginning, and sighs I answered with a break..

Thanks to this, the snow fight with Saxony ended. Saxony shook his head and avoided his eyes..

“If you hold your back on the axis, you have to withstand the force of the horse running and the impact of the collision. Can you break your back? I can't break it.?”

The Encrid will not break. But who else? Those who lacked discipline could have done so.

Understanding is complete..

This was the point Encrid told me..

The opponent's attack was too simple and straight.

Do you put a spear on your side? While attacking Betty? It can be efficient for the relative weak, but in this situation, the Mac No wonder I couldn't dance..

That's why we couldn't prepare for an attack like this..

Encrid has identified the core of the enemy troopers, not Vaughn's..

The original Glaive Assault troopers were not prepared for a counterattack, relative to those who were not prepared for a counterattack He specialized in slicing and chopping the weak..

‘You should have trained your muscles, not hanging a spear in the back..’

I saw something to fix after I dealt with it..

I realize it..

That Encrid can see his opponent's lack of strength and make up for it. I got it..

That's the possibility of another development..

‘Good.’

Apart from stopping the trooper's assault, Encrid's eyes are strangely Shone.

The rest of the cavalry, seeing it, could neither do this nor that, and then they attacked again. I commanded..

“Assault! Kill them all.!”

He's a great guy, after a little while ago, and he's back again. I'm thinking of dumbing it down..

Encrid pointed his drawn sword forward and greeted the running trooper again.

I can't do it once, I can't do it twice..

When I faced a trooper assault a little while ago, Lady Luck did nothing..

It was the result of skill rather than luck..

“Crazy ant hell..”

Marcus, who saw it, was flat, and Olf, the enemy watching from the other side, was The best of the moment, while swearing at the stupidity of the trooper who is running I made a judgment..

Stepping away from here was so stupid..

“Assault!”

Soon Martai's infantry broke off their feet. It was the beginning of the war..

Before the infantry could assault, the cavalry fell and retreated intact.

That's what Orot did at the hands of the five, the attacking Martai. It was no wonder that the morale of the infantry was at the bottom..

* * *

“Ragnar on the front and I Rem on the right, Saxony on the left, Audi on the rear Take it..”

Before he came here, as the man who led a unit, Encrid was the man who was the man who was the man who led the unit. I was worried about the formation, not the fight..

It wasn't a deep worry..

We're going to keep our place and fight on a moderately unobstructed line..

The damage to the allies is greater when the battle is fought. The idea of deploying defensive tactics to reduce damage has been abandoned..

It's not a job for a handful of elite..

That's instead. To reduce the damage to your allies, you can increase the damage to your enemies in a short period of time It was gonna..

That's why the "right formation" was made..

I thought it would be more effective to put them together than to fight them apart..

“Keeping thickness.”

In the original framework, Mei was not the one who was the one who was the one.

Audin, Ragnar, Saxony, but that crazy fucking Lem. I want you to listen to me.?

Encrid was curious, too..

If Lem didn't listen, he was going to let it go..

‘Then Ragnar is on the front, I'm on the right..’

Sachsen, Ragnar, and Audin may not listen..

If that happens, give up and fight. I don't have time to convince you, I don't have time to do that..

From then on, it was all about talking to the enemy with the sword..

When you take something about the formation out of your mouth, Encrid has already made a decision of her mind. It was after I got it all down..

and.

“I checked it..”

Lem took his place first. Right. It is moderately spaced about three steps. He could not swing his sword, but he could help if he wanted to..

“The interval must be three steps. All right..”

Saxony also moved to the left..

Starting with Lem and Saxony, Ragnar pouted and took two steps forward.

Finally, Audi got behind him..

“……I'm not popping out by myself.?”

Encrid looked at Lem without knowing him and asked.

I don't listen to you so easily. There is no dory to be surprised by..

“What do you say? I'm coming to those bastards in front of you now, and I have time to spare my mouth.?”

No. The enemy infantrymen were frantically rushing in..

I didn't have a break to ask others..

“……Forward.”

Encrid intoned. It was small, but it was a voice that would be firmly plugged in to those around it.

Ragnar aligned his feet with Encrid. No matter who said it, the center of the formation was Encrid..

Is this how it is? I'm listening to you so much.?

It's absurd, but it wasn't to be picked..

waaaaah.!

Between the shouts of the enemy.

“Kill them all.!”

“Get rid of it, assholes.!”

“Pups like dogs!”

Some of the soldiers in the lead have fear, some have madness, and some have He showed calm..

People are different.

Profanity and shouting are like harmonies between soldiers who show fear, madness, and calm. Rang.

It was a battlefield orchestra..

Encrid did not run. He only increased his walking speed a little, and he and his allies together. Moved.

Morale is superior to allies..

It was different to the spread of weapons..

Encrid felt it on her skin..

“Waaaaah-assholes. !”

Hearing the shouts of allies popping from the back, Encrid is the first We greeted the enemy..

The aftermath of the cavalry rush was the second greater.

The first ended with a dumb eye, but the second was a little different.

The same scene was repeated one more time, even if you already know it. It's not enough. it's more dead than before..

The cavalry that had been swept away was literally taken out. If you had a further assault there, you would have heard that you were the most asshole on the continent. He would have been defenseless..

So the calm and madness disappear in the eyes of the soldier in front of him. The only fear left is not for anyone..

The flying blade, the hot heat between it.

Encrid lowered his sword. Honest Parietal chopping from top to bottom.

Puck, jack.!

The first strike hit the soldier's head pain.

My head was broken like a burst, and my blood and brain water were splashed all over the place..

Blood drips over Encrid's leather helmet..

And as the blood drips, the Encrid is already horizontal He was cutting the other soldier's chest and left arm..

Grasp!

If swordsmanship is important, weapons can also be part of the technology.

Encrid took advantage of my sword's ability for ten minutes after thinking about it..

A wave of soldiers with a blade of different cutting strength and strength I'm going and I'm going to split again..

The effect of the formation? I didn't care about that. I saw just one real thing..

Fighting in moderation.

The intention was clear. Encrid dug between the enemy like a knife..

Naturally, everyone, including Lem, followed him around. The Lunatic squadron's rush was like a knife digging up a bunch of apples. You'll soon be in the middle of the enemy..

What happens if you dig it up..

Siege. In reverse, you can say that you are fighting with a lot of enemies around you. There were.

Is it a bad tactic? It wasn't..

“Brothers, to Heaven!”

Audiin, who was in charge of the rear, cried out.

His fists and knuckles moved faster than he breathed.

Hung, Feng! hook, cuckoo!

On the right, Lem giggled and swung the axe..

The light of the axe lurching everywhere, the sword of the opponent, the head of the barrel Split and split armor.

“Come more, because I'm excited now..”

Lem turned his blood over and said, " Oh, my god.".

I only blinked my gray eyes between my red headpiece and my face..

As fear descended on the enemy, a group of soldiers who were attacking from the front winced.

“These guys.!”

Then from the left, the wen ran into the crowd..

I didn't know Encrid, but he was a battalion leader named Greg..

The appendix that General Olf believes in, Saxony with a thin sword in front of him I blocked it..

He's a never-before-seen opponent..

Greg didn't belittle his opponent, but he grew big in me. Did.

He wielded a hexagonal mace.

It's a silent strike, a tricky trajectory..

Diagonally aim for the comb bone. If you avoid it, the formation will be disorganized, and if you don't avoid it, it will be difficult to prevent it. The difference seemed to be strong..

Encrid checked it with a squint, but he didn't worry..

‘No, no, no, no, no..’

If you face it squarely, Saxony looks the most full.?

Clearly, the opponent was pacing near Lem. But I didn't mess with Lem, but I turned to the left..

He was targeting Saxony..

The maroon-haired soldier greeted him with a thin blade.

If you can't avoid it, you can shed it..

Governing re-re-re-re-re-re-re-re -!

Take the mace with the blade side, give it strength, and spill it sideways.

The metal and the metal were worn out and the fire splashed. Saxony was still expressionless. You do what you have to do..

That was a pretty high level of shedding..

I have learned the basics of the yugum quite properly..

“Oh.!”

Greg, contrary to my intention, tried to break the direction of the flowing mace with his power..

“Asshole.”

Sachsen saw it and intoned. Greg heard it carefully..

Is this bastard? Greg, swearing with his eyes, controlled the mace and slammed the ground with his feet.

I was going to press it again with force..

If you're going to shed this time, you're going to put your weapon and run to your neck bone. I meant to break it..

He was also confident in physical education.

Greg painted the head of the battle for a moment, breaking the enemy's neck Predicted the scene.

The only thing that's weird is that the scene is repeated and flowing countless times..

Place the mace and run. Break the neck. Wook!

Place the mace and run. Break the neck. Wook.

Place the mace and run. Break the neck. Wook.

Then all of a sudden the world turned round, and I saw underneath, and I was an asshole towards myself. The guy who did it was already stabbing his sword somewhere else..

One soldier has an eyeball and a head pain on the blade that pokes it between the visor. I saw him screeching..

“Turn it off.!”

‘I can see why this is all.?’

Greg questioned and looked underneath, Puwak! And I saw a body that was bleeding. The body that lost its strength scattered red paint everywhere and forward Thud and fell..

The blood was like a bucket of water tilted from where the head was running. It poured..

The armor across the fallen was very similar to his own..

That was the end. Thoughts broke, darkness encroached on everything..

* * *

Ragnar fed the blow as soon as the man who targeted Saxony was pushed aside..

There was no need to use the cutting, so the steel cutting was shown.

The armor wrapped up to the neck looked pretty chewy, but it didn't mean it..

pak, skak!

Bend your armor, neck bones, and tendons. Heavy-duty steel cut.

His head flew through the air, and he seemed to blink strangely..

Then he turned off his attention..

Ragnar was in full swing..

‘Funny Chicks.’

I was talking to everyone, including Encrid..

Where can we collect these guys?.

Something that overlaps and overlaps and overlaps and overlaps and overlaps and overlaps.

Lady Luck hitting Pranks.

That would have created this situation..

‘No, there's nothing like that..’

It's not life that originally began in coincidence and ended in inevitability..

It may be some thing that happened apart from luck. If it were not for Encrid, he would not remain here, so it is inevitable.

That didn't have the role of Lem or the others..

I saw a person who was similar to Erchu in a free life. Of course, it was a way to stop your feet..

Coincidences, inevitable, futile thoughts disappear.

Thin heat, fun.

Ragnar wields a sword, and things that he can't feel drench him Soaked. So the heat filled him, and it overflowed again.

So it was.

Ragnar's sword became more castrated, more sophisticated, and more busy..

At one point, Encrid had to match Ragnar with Ragnar..

He took the lead and began to wield the sword, which is different from the reaper. There was no bar.

Something that greeted the incomprehensible fear beyond fear in the eyes of the enemy You're starting to be young..

“Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh.!”

“Save me.!”

“It's a monster.!”

Crying, not shouting.

With screams, cold lamentations began to smoulder the battlefield.

The orchestra was coming to an end..

“……What monsters like that.”

A squad leader who once tried to catch Encrid on the Supply route. I joined the battlefield..

A wistful sigh came from his mouth.

If you survive, you'll be a great commander and an outstanding soldier. He was a man who could, but he could not survive..

The axe, which came imperceptibly, struck his chest and passed through it..

“Crustacean.”

The breastbone was recessed and the heart burst. A frightful pain hit his whole body. So the squad leader collapsed in tears..

By the time the number of those who died exceeded a hundred.

* * *

“Starting.”

Olf gutted defeat.

No, it's not a gut-wrenching degree..

This was a level that was not even relative..

‘Associate Knight, Five?’

Motherfucker, you hid it well..

Olf felt sickened beyond despondency. Five Semi-Knights, not Knights. What is this?.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. You hid it..

Olf couldn't admit it..

He didn't lose the war..

This is a victory for politics. The victory of the well-hidden guy.

This happened because Marcus hid Encrid well..

“Keep the war going..”

In the meantime, the sentence-free commander who followed ran over and said.

There was nothing to do but maintain it..

The flow of the battlefield was not his own.

From now on, my life, my beginning, my end, is all in Marcus's mind. It was a day.

Beyond fraud and victory, everything on the battlefield is in the hands of politicians.

“You're a bastard..”

Leaning against the force of his men, he was struck by a dumb strike, so Olf's Who knows what it's like to be terrible?.

Should we call this an area of strategy and tactics.

I only hid the five forces well.?

If someone names this battle, it's perfect to say it..

Marcus hides Encrid..

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