33. Battlefield (4)
The night deepened.
About 300 people arrived at the imperial army camp.
Hegeltwa, the second seat of the empire. The Empire’s strongest mercenary group, Hollow, which he personally operates, has appeared.
Heigeld looked to be at least 2 meters tall. No matter who looked at him, he had a warrior-like face that could be said to be intense. A single knife wound scar was visible across his right eyebrow.
Yuma looked at Hegelt, the second seat of the empire, with a searching eye.
[Lv.145] Heigelt
Race: Human
Alignment: Neutral-Good
Class: Inspection
Region: Sword Master
Level 145.
“Musin…I’ve heard a lot about you, Grand Marshal.”
Heigelt held out a large hand. It was a rough hand that seemed like proof of having used all kinds of weapons on the battlefield. Yuma felt the fierce fighting spirit in the warrior’s eyes.
“When this war is over, how about we eat something big together?”
And I also felt naivety in those fighting eyes.
“…Sure.”
Yuma held those heavy hands together.
Heigeld grinned.
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“What do you want me and my mercenary group to do on the battlefield tomorrow? Just give orders. You are the commander-in-chief of this battlefield.”
Before Yuma had a deep conversation with Dawn Revolution leader Casiella. She recalled the strategy meeting the three of them had with the Marquis Tornelle. Where there is a lack of troops. And a place that must be occupied in order to win.
“The southern wall must be brought back.”
“I understand.”
Just like that, another night passed and the sun rose.
Yuma stared at her legion lined up in front of her.
A corps of nearly 30,000 people. Soldiers and knights lined up tightly.
Yuma originally had no intention of going up to the commander-in-chief’s podium.
-His name is Grand Marshal. It wouldn’t be right to say one thing.
He came up at the request of the Marquis of Tornell.
Yuma felt countless eyes focused on him. Yuma felt the atmosphere of the Legion. Even if you try to suppress it. Even if I tried to shake it off, I felt a sense of defeat that I couldn’t shake off, and it felt like it was contagious to the entire force.
We only regained the areas we lost yesterday, but we couldn’t say we won.
Jeobbuk Jeopuk
Yuma, standing on the podium, looked directly at the countless troops. And then he slowly opened his mouth.
He did not have the confidence to give a speech that would give meaning to every word. He didn’t even have the confidence to magically unleash his fighting spirit. So he just thought he would say what he could.
“Yumada, Grand Marshal of the Empire.”
Yuma.
The two letters of that name were engraved in the minds of the soldiers lined up.
And then one person came to mind.
Warrior God Yuma.
“It looks like the bullsh*t those crazy people said wasn’t bullsh*t!”
Numerous words came out between the soldiers. The knights had now received a report on who was above the Marquis of Tornel, who was the original commander-in-chief.
However, only about half of the general soldiers had downloaded the news.
At this moment, half of the people have heard it from the person himself.
“Um, did that military god really come to be the Generalissimo!”
“Is it true that 30 people were wiped out with a single wave yesterday?”
The fact that the most famous person in the current empire had become their grand marshal naturally increased their fighting spirit.
Yuma’s fighting spirit suddenly increased, and he continued his speech without knowing the reason.
“The Empire will win today. Have no doubt about it.”
All the soldiers shouted loudly at that declaration.
Yuma was planning to add something.
It was because of a request from a revolutionary leader.
“For the Empire.”
And as soon as those words were finished, a sound similar to the one Yuma shouted rang out from the very front of the lined up soldiers.
“For the Empire!!”
It was the cry of dawn, a revolutionary group that became heroes among the soldiers in just one day. And the cry spread out like a wave.
Yuma came down from the podium.
Dagdakdakdak-
Yuma stared at the black horse in front of her.
It was a war horse prepared by the Marquis of Tornell.
“He’s a guy named Hector. He’s a rough guy, but once you tame him, he’s loyal.”
The problem was that I couldn’t tell if it was possible to tame it once.
Yuma decided to revive the feeling of riding a horse in the VR game .
Yuma slowly got on the horse.
“Let’s go.”
She tugged slightly on the reins.
Tagdagdak-
Hector’s feet, which had stopped for a moment, began to move again.
“You’re taming it easily…”
Tornell rode his horse and followed Yuma’s side. And behind them were an army of 30,000 men.
Plain.
The armies of two countries standing on the plain.
Yuma felt the burning heat of the sun through her body.
The 30,000 army looked at each other. The air on the battlefield was extremely heavy. Madness was visible in the eyes of the barbarian warriors holding weapons. Speculation is soaring through the sky.
Kamet the Conqueror stepped forward, his brown hair like a lion’s mane flowing.
His thick eyebrows twitched.
“Oh, he’s someone I never saw yesterday.”
Yuma looked directly at Kamet.
[Lv.146] Kamet
Race: Human
Region: Sword Master
Characteristics: Lion mixed race
Caution: Lion mixed race elements may create variables.
Report from the Marquis of Tornell. The level was higher than that of Hegelt, the second seat of the empire.
He truly had the aura and power to be called a conquering king.
Kamet raised his sword and raised it above his shoulder.
“I am Kamet, King of Phineton.”
Yuma slowly opened his mouth.
“Imperial Battlefield Grand Marshal, Yumada.”
An arc was drawn around Kamet’s mouth.
The light shining in the eyes became darker.
“Are you that warrior? Are you the monster who wiped out my men who occupied the ridge in one go?”
Yuma nodded his head while riding Hector.
“That’s right.”
The huge sword held by Kamet was engulfed in red sword energy.
“Do you know why I continue to conquer the land?”
“I don’t know.”
To be precise, I wasn’t interested.
“Because conquest is right. Conquering, making what belongs to others as mine. That’s the only thing that satisfies my desires.”
Kugugugugugu!!
Speculative spirit flowed from Kamet’s whole body. The lion tribe’s unique energy flowed wildly. The bodies of the imperial soldiers and knights lined up at the front trembled with the force.
-Do not give in to momentum.
Yuma held his head firmly and let the momentum flow leisurely.
Kamet exuded even more intense energy as Yuma’s bored eyes showed no change in the slightest.
Kamet’s intense fighting spirit did not only result in the imperial army being frightened.
Speculation is bound to lead to speculation.
Heros, the deputy commander of the Marquis Tornell’s division, shouted.
“Damn you barbarians!! The knights of this great empire, Astes, cannot hand over even a handful of land to beasts like you!!”
The bald man next to Kamet smiled, showing his yellow teeth.
“Brother, do I have to stay still while you’re talking such bullsh*t! My body is itching!”
It was Kamet’s right-hand man, Darkus. Kamet raised his large sword at Darkus’ words.
“Show the barbarian’s power! hahahaha!”
The Conqueror King Kamet’s cry resounded loudly throughout the earth.
Darkus was the first to rush in. The ground shaking began. Darcus raised his spear and gave the order to charge his horse with a kick.
Kugugugugu!!
The barbarian army and the imperial army began to clash.
The sound of horses’ hooves echoed loudly.
Numerous cold weapons engulfed in auras bared their teeth at each other.
Every time the weapons of the captain-level knights and warriors clashed, a storm of energy swirled.
The imperial sword to protect their land.
The spears of barbarian nations clashed once again to plunder the opponent’s territory.
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The southern wall occupied by the barbarians.
The imperial army approaches the castle walls.
In charge of the front lines is the Empire’s second-ranking leader, Hegelt, and the mercenary group he runs, Hollow.
The Dawn Revolutionary Group was in charge of the rear.
Hestia climbed the southern wall like an animal.
For Hestia, a Miao, this was not a particularly difficult task. Hestia’s sword flashed beyond the castle wall.
A flash of light was drawn on the barbarian warriors’ necks.
Because I was determined to kill my opponent, I was able to open my arms without hesitation.
“Haaap!”
Hestia’s sword flashed red. Following Hestia, who first shook up the enemy lines, members of the Hollow mercenary group began to infiltrate.
“Maybe it’s because they’re a noble imperial army, but they look down on barbarian magic too funny. Clue.”
A husky voice, as if mixed with phlegm, penetrated Hestia’s ears.
“Huh?”
Hestia stared at the round gray jinn shining beneath her feet.
Gray chains wrapped around both of his ankles.
And in the air, a red bone spear was aimed at Hestia.
No, it was aimed at all the imperial soldiers behind Hestia’s back. There seemed to be about 100 .
Sweet!!
Red bone spears falling fiercely.
“Hoeeek!”
Hestia sensed death again!
At that time, something rose from the ground.
It was a barrier of transparent ice. It was a frosty shield.
The Bone Sphere was completely blocked.
Hestia looked behind him.
Clone, a wizard who had already climbed up the castle wall, had used magic there.
A bolt of lightning shot out from Clone’s staff.
“Kaaak!”
The thunderbolt pierced the shaman’s body.
A magical glow shone in Clone’s eyes.
Achieving the 4th circle. Before I knew it, it was Clone who was vaguely looking at the 5th Circle.
