777 Episode 0777



"Shoot, shoot! Keep them away from each other! There is Prince Mercurio in this position! Never let him fall!"

 Archers shoot large numbers of arrows according to the commander's words.
 It was a battle in which they held themselves in positions, and naturally there was a limit to the number of course.
 That said, if we were to cut corners here, we might lose the life of Mercurio, the symbol of this rebel army.
 Given the danger, it was only a foolish idea to spare an arrow here.
 In addition, the rebel forces today are overwhelmingly short of military strength, as the main force of the rebel forces has set out to eliminate the troops blocking the road.
 I couldn't afford to fight while saving arrows, if I couldn't afford to fight.
 However, the lack of leeway is the same for the punitive force.
 We don't have Vichela or any other rebel main force now, but we don't know when we'll be back.
 That's why they used the sheer number of them to fight through even some damage.

"To be honest, this kind of fighting is not my cup of course.

 Perfeel mutters as he watches the soldiers of the expedition attack the rebel positions at once.
 The only thing in the word is a sense of duty.
 Perfiel himself didn't like this kind of fighting, as I just put it.
 Perfiel's preferred way of fighting is to bring his opponent to his knees squarely and squarely.
 However, while Perfeil preferred to fight in such a way, he was probably trusted by Kabazid because he was able to suppress his desires and act on orders.
 a battle of one's own preference and an ordered battle As for which one to prioritize, Perfeil does not hesitate to prioritize the latter.
 In addition, when you do the best you can and try your best at your job without cutting corners, you can tell others... even more than that, you're trying to get on with the impression that you've got a hard on yourself.
 More than 3,000 soldiers and adventurers remain in the rebel positions.
 Given the fact that the remaining troops led by Vichela were the only ones, the punitive force was overwhelming in terms of military strength, given the nearly 20,000 mobilization.
 What I still can't defeat is...

"It's out! It's the minority! It's the right wing side of the position!"
"Oh, d*mn it! That's troublesome again!"
"Let the cavalry go! Don't let them go this time!"
"Not yet... No, I'm out! There are some very mobile magicians, including the magicians with the lower half of the horse on the other side of the camp!"
"d*mn it! It came out at the same time, Mr. Perfeil!"
"I know. withdraw an order to send the cavalry to a small contingent First and second forces, respectively, must counteract with one stroke of detachment with the mobility and aggression of cavalry. Archers and wizards must not forget their respective support."

 Yes, it's because these two forces are raging wildly.
 At the beginning of the battle, a small contingent... a short-range unit, which would have been led by Ray, launched an attack and tossed the punitive force around.
 Even for the punitive force, it has greatly reduced its military strength in the past battles with the rebels, and it is not always in perfect condition, such as sending troops to blockade the roads or using force to block the advancement of the Fritzione army, which started to move to join the rebels.
 Even so, only the shortstop managed to cope.
 But... Mercurio and Teorem decide to send in what they call their trump card, judging that if things go on like this, the shortstop will suffer more damage and eventually outnumber them.
 At first the rebels were confused and almost attacked by a demon soldier who looked very unlikely to be human.
 However, since Mercurio, a symbol of the rebels, and Teorem, who effectively mobilized the rebels, gave orders that the demon soldiers be on their side and that they should not attack each other, the danger of fighting against each other can be avoided first.
 One of the reasons the rebels were relieved was that the demon soldiers were attacking only the punitive force.
 Contrary to these rebels, the punitive force was in a state of confusion.
 Some of you who took part in the Spring War may have seen a demon soldier.
 Unfortunately, however, there are few people here who participate in the Spring War, and when they see the outside demons, their offensive power is shown in front of them, they easily fall into a state of depression.
 No matter how much the commander tries to calm the confusion, the confusion could not be easily resolved, and on the contrary, the magician in the form of a chimera with a monster has the same level of judgment as a human being in spite of his appearance. It depends, however, on the person who is dedicated.
 At any rate, with all that judgment, the commander who was shouting to control his side was considered a good prey to the demon.
 Stretch out your tentacles, cut off your neck with scissors, gouge your throat with claws, strangle your throat with plant ivy, and let you spit out blood with poisonous spores.
 ...if the poison hadn't disappeared in a short time, or the rebels might have been harmed.
 The punitive force had suffered far more than a small amount of damage after many such attacks.
 But still...

"d*mn it! If there are more enemies, I can't deal with it! Spin reinforcements!"
"Don't be silly! We need military power elsewhere. I don't have the strength to spare!"
"Oh, come on! Why are they so strong! We don't have enough trouble! Bring more arrows!"
"It can't be helped, you know, that the main force has gone to beat the blockade troops! The least we can save is that we still have enough supplies now!"
`But I won't last long!'

 There were screams everywhere in the rebel positions.
 Although the damage itself has not yet been so serious, it was impossible for any number of magicians and shortstop troops to compete against an opponent who had more than six times the number than us.

"d*mn it, where's the crimson, come back soon!"

 There's a scream, but no one answers it.
 Many places have already survived long-range attacks by arrows and magic, and have been engaged in close combat with rebel forces in their positions.
 Others would be more honest than that.
 ...and at the same time, it was a definite fact that he was looking forward to Ray's return, who would have the ability to reverse the difference in military strength at once.
 Instead of going back and forth... the battle progresses at the rate of going back and forth.
 Nevertheless, it must be thanks to the shortstop and the demon soldiers that they are able to compete against in spite of such a large difference in military strength.
 However, many of the rebels were trained by Ray.
 Their hard work also helped to maintain the status quo.

"The army is overwhelmingly superior, and even if we contact them, they cannot use the smoke of wolves. They are very vigilant even if they issue a messenger. Is this stuffed up?"

 Mercurio mutters in a magic tent in the center of the rebel camp.
 It's supposed to be a crisis for one's own life, but there's no sense of tragedy at all.

(No, it's not that I don't feel scared.)

 Teoreme mutters inwardly, seeing Mercurio's hand held tightly for a moment.
 Knowing that you are a symbol of this rebel force, if you try to upset the people around you, it could lead to a future in which the rebels will be destroyed.
 Understanding that, Mercurio feels dangerous about the situation, but he doesn't reveal it and pretends to be the same as usual.

(In times of crisis, you feel calm and calm. It's easy to put into words, but how many people can do it? though it was Prince Schles, and Prince Kabazid, who could do it.)

 Teoreme shakes his head at Mercurio with a wry smile.

"It's true that we're overwhelmingly disadvantaged at the moment. I never expected to take such a step. Certainly, I thought it wasn't just a road blockade to starve... but we still have a chance to win. Even now, we are still at a disadvantage, but it doesn't mean that we are losing all at once."

 The remark was true.
 However, as long as it is supported by shortstop troops and demagogues, it is only a small number.It sounds good to say that there are only a few elite people, but as long as there are only a few, physical problems always follow.
 Not everyone has the same physical strength as Ray and Seto.

"Now we'll have to endure and wait for an opportunity." Even for the troops led by Mr. Vihela, you may notice that this place is covered with visions, or you may send a messenger. Did you say Quartome's breath? It is a treasure of the royal family, but of course Mr. Vihela knows it, and above all, Prince Fritzione's army must be very close."

 Rumorously. The aristocrats other than Mercurio, who were listening to Theorem's words, have hope for them.
 To further strengthen the hope, Theoreum continues.

"When the expeditionaries launched an attack, I was sending my hand down to Mr. Fritzione." From the day Ray left for the imperial capital, perhaps the messengers might be in contact with Prince Fritzione's army. Then Prince Fritzione's army will move over the ground, so it won't move so fast, but there will be Ray. Ray, who is subservient to the Gryphon Sett."

 The hope that one and one name, Ray and Seto, brought was undoubtedly the greatest here.
 Mercurio smiles bitterly at the sight of those shining with hope.
 I found that Ray, who was only employed, was more wanted here than I was, who was supposed to be a symbol of the military.

(though it would be useless to turn your rivalry to Ray.) free in many ways)

 That being the case, Mercurio doesn't have much bad feelings for Ray. ...except for Vihela.
 Above all, it is better not to flatter yourself as a member of the Imperial family because you have overwhelming power.
 Apart from the fact that he stood as a rebel, many people approached him when he was in the castle to make use of himself.
 It was a great deal of pain for Mercurio to deal with such nobles, though most of them were not affiliated with any faction.
 But in Ray's case, he can do most things by himself, so he has no intention of taking advantage of himself as a member of the Imperial family.

(I haven't admitted to her sister yet.)

 Mercurio's beloved sister passes through her mind.
 They are now out to defeat the troops blocking the road, but they will soon find out that something is wrong and come back.
 At the very least, Mercurio is convinced.

"Well, I saw a ray of hope. If you hold on until Ray comes back, we'll win."

 assert oneself
 Mercurio's words, though not so simple, still raised morale.

"Well, when that Ray comes back, that number of people will do nothing!"
"You don't have to worry because you've achieved so much."
"...Personally, I wish Sett would be successful so that he wouldn't get hurt."
"I knew the soldiers were putting them in the Gryphon, but there was one of them among them,"
"What?"

 In addition to the one who was concerned about Seto's health, several other people simultaneously raise their voices to the murmuring words of the nobility.
 The scene surprised the aristocrat, who had earlier told him to make fun of the aristocrat who liked Seto, after a moment of silence.

"... Hey,"
"Well, now, all we have to do is hold out till Ray and Sett come back!"
"Well, you shouldn't think about anything else now anyway."
"Oh, it is necessary to rearrange from a place where there is even a little room for military force to a dangerous one."
"Well, if you have time to spare now, the attack may be concentrated there next, so carelessly..."

 He repeated his words to the aristocrat, who seemed to ignore the suspicious gaze, to make the other aristocrats agree.
 The first aristocrat breathes a sigh of astonishment at the scene, but now he thinks that it is better to do something about the current situation and joins the story.
 In order to survive... and in the hope that the punitive force will be mortally damaged.