817 Episode 0817



Vihela's expression looks a little surprising when she sees the rear of the punitive force waiting in line to counter them.
 for it seemed very unlikely that he had been trampled down by Ray and Sett some time ago.
 The way they were waiting for us in a solid formation seemed to be full of intention that we could never get through here. But...

"It seems that only some of them are so well prepared,"

 muttered Tiyur, who was diagonally behind Vichela, and, as if to ascertain the truth of his words, Vichela turned her eyes to the rear of the army standing in front of them.
 It was true that the formation was not yet firmly formed there, and there seemed to be some confusion.
 He probably felt the same as Vihela. Gurgast laughs with Battleax in his hands.

Originally, a rear guard is a unit that supports the rear guard or the front guard. Naturally, its ability is generally lower than that of the troops that supported the front. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

 Because of the fighting frenzy, they probably have a keen sense of smell about battle. Vihela says with a smile to the grogast murmuring heartily.

"It's a pity that we can't fight against a strong enemy... but this battle has been going on for quite some time now." That's why they've been pushed so far, and I don't think the punitive force has any cards already."

 Though Vihela did not speak out of the characteristics of the Gurgast, he repulsed the noise, which was already the greatest force of the punitive force, and took Digma, who was the second best force, as prisoner of war.
 Of course, there are many other military forces, but there is no doubt that they are being deployed to each front in this wide battlefield, and since Seto is on the right wing and Ray is on the left wing, it will be difficult for them to rush here.

(and in the case of Gurgast, if I knew that noise was on this battlefield, I would be fiddled with it.)

 Being a Rank S adventurer for his quest for battle, it's fair to say that it's a mouthpiece for him.
 If Ray had repelled the noise, Vihela seemed certain he would mess with it without expression.
 a sulky, yet taunting, groggast
 It may sound a bit unbelievable to those who know it, but if you get along as well as Vihela and Tiyur, you'll understand it.
 ...however, it is more difficult to notice it, as it rarely shows its expression.

"Well... if we get out of this position, we will surely win." Are you ready? Don't try to kill yourself by pretending like you're not good at this, and I'll make you laugh after the war."

 The voice of Vihela, jokingly telling us, brings a smile to their faces.
 To be able to laugh here, though they still know they are at a disadvantage in pure numbers, is probably an indication of the strength of the will of this army.
 We're never going to lose in a place like this.
 Even the rear troops of the punitive force who counterattacked them know that they can reach the headquarters at once if they are pulled out, so they try desperately to rally their fighting spirit.
 Still, the rear guard unit is basically a unit to support the avant-g.
 It is inevitable that it is inferior in terms of direct combat power...

"We have more! The more we fight, the more we fight! Never lose here! It's our last shield to protect His Highness Kabazid, Prince Shurus! And if we hold out here, auxiliaries will come from both wings one day! I won't tell you to win. All we have to do is endure and earn time!"

 One of the nobles leading the rear screams to raise the fighting spirit of the soldiers.
 But some percent of the soldiers don't seem to raise their morale without trusting any of the aristocrats' words like that.
 It's only natural that we were tortured a little while ago by quality and quantity.
 In particular, those who saw their comrades blown off by Ray with their own eyes confirmed that they were blown off by Ray wearing the Emperor's red armor and had broken limbs, and that they had marks of horrific burns on their bodies.
 It's safe to say that it was an inevitable event for those who saw one truth with their eyes rather than a hundred false words.
 Still, the nobility screams here.
 Even if their words aren't persuasive, we can't back down here now... let alone break through.

(d*mn it, at least, if all the troops in the rear were ready to fight...)

 a nobleman who throws away abominably in his heart
 Ray had his own way through the rear, and was badly damaged by what the Gryphon deserved to call a trample from above.

(For the most part, the Gryphon spouts firebreaths, or uses magic of water, ice, or wind? What kind of Gryphon is it?)

 The damage itself was severe, but above all, it confused the soldiers in the rear because of the large amount of skills Gryphon would not have used.
 As a result, rumors spread that it is a rare species of glyphon, and rare species are treated as monsters one rank higher than usual.
 In other words, the rumor spread that the Gryphon was a Rank S monster, fueling confusion.
 Considering this, this aristocrat, who had been disconcerted and reorganized as a unit, must have been competent.
 Even if the troops were close to Haribote,

`Oh, my God!'

 the rear of the punitive force and the troops led by Vihela The beginning of the war was, of course, a gurgast who, with a battleax in his hands, screamed at the enemy.

"Hit!"

 Gurgast, who was already barking with a fierce fighting spirit on his face, was the best way to break the fighting spirit of the punitive soldiers.
 Several soldiers scream in horror at the sight, which can only be described as atrocious.
 The aristocratic commanders see it and understand that at this rate, they have no choice but to be overwhelmed.
 They are already running away, even though they haven't even crossed swords in the beginning.
 And bearishness is instantly contagious.

(To prevent it... d*mn it!)

 the collapse of the front line by weak contagion
 There was only one thing that could be done by a noble leader to prevent its worst future.

"Don't retreat! If you retreat here, you'll lose! If you don't want to be a loser, hold on here! Auxiliaries will come soon!"
"Why! Then you should do something about it said.

 The words uttered by ordinary soldiers are not, if not very much, language to aristocrats.
 The words were allowed because they were on the battlefield, but the aristocratic commander didn't blame them... well, he screamed that he had been waiting.

"Well, I'll go out myself! And I'll defeat the Earl of Obrisin!"

 Shout and kick the horse in the side, and at the signal the horse starts running at once.
 Yes, the noble commanders come up with a plan in which they step forward and fight against the Gurgast, even if they can't win.
 the way of raising the morale of soldiers by doing so
 It was because I understood that I was the strongest person here, but it was nothing more than a comparison with the soldiers around me.
 Aristocrats with specialized combat education, high-ranking adventurers, mercenaries of experience... would be among the best of them all.
 Nevertheless, this was the only option to prevent soldiers from collapsing and boost morale.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

 a knight who raises his spears with his hands and runs straight to the gurgast, screaming to inspire himself.
 As long as you're losing in skill, you'll never win if you fight hard.
 That's why, with the help of a horse, I'll decide with the first blow.
 With that in mind, the nobles rode straight. . . . .

"Hmm,"

 Gurgast smiles a little at the sight of the nobleman on horseback who is driving straight at him.
 The spear held by the nobility is longer than the spear used by ordinary soldiers and is made of apparently higher quality.
 Such a spear would certainly make it easy to penetrate the metal armor you are wearing.
 But...

"Oh, my God!"

 At the moment he collides with the nobility, Graggast goes on a battleax with a shout.The first thing that was shaken was the left Battleax.
 It bounces a spear thrust out at his torso.
 At that time, if the spear held by the nobles had been as cheap as the one used by the soldiers, the tip of the ear would have been broken.
 But the spear, produced in this world by aristocratic and famous blacksmiths, was not broken, not bent, but simply played by the blow of the Gurgast's battleax.
 Also, the Battleax held by Gurgast in his left hand is played as well as the spear of an aristocrat.
 Originally, it would have been painful for both of them to separate, and once they had kept their distance, they would have cut their swords again, or the bravery of the nobles who fought even against the gurgast would have raised the morale of the soldiers of the punitive force.
 ...yes, by nature.
 Sure enough, the Gurgast's Battleax had fought with a spear, but it was only the Battleax that was held in his left hand.
 In other words, the spear is played and then the battleax, which was held in the right hand of the gurgast, is shaken.

"Oops!"

 The aristocrat groans in the burning pain of his torso... and his upper body falls to the ground.
 When only the lower half of the body ran about 10 meters on a horse, the lower half of the body followed the upper half of the body to the ground as if it had lost its balance.

"Very well done,"

 That's the only word that's leaked from the mouth of Gurgast.
 However, the way he licked the blood that had splashed into his mouth when he had his torso amputated was not a proper warrior.
 A mad warrior. That's what even the soldiers of the expedition...not to mention the soldiers led by Vihela felt when they saw the gurgast.
 And the sight of the aristocracy's defeat was even fatal to the soldiers of the punitive force who gathered here.

"Oh, my God,"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
"Run away, run away, run away!"
"I'm going to die, or we're going to die!"

 Each of them is fleeing, shocked by the sight they have just seen.
 They must have been shocked because their commanders didn't expect to be killed so easily.
 Of course, it's not just those who run away.
 If we get out of here, there's nothing to block our headquarters, so if we run away, we'll lose in the civil war.

"Don't run away, and if you run away here, Prince Kabazid and Prince Schles will be done!"

 Some people are screaming and trying to stop here, but even the screaming person doesn't think he can turn the tables on this situation.
 But still...

(While I am making time here, if my lord's men escape from the headquarters... there should still be a chance of winning.) If Prince Kabazid and Prince Schles join forces together, I am sure!)

 I hope I can do something about it by thinking it's difficult for me to do in the present day.
 It's not that difficult to pull out of here in itself.
 The area from the Brissa Plain to the imperial capital is within the sphere of influence of the punitive force, and Mercurio's forces should not be behind them.
 However, the punitive force also limited its strength in this battle.
 Originally it was supposed to be a battle at the time of the attack on the headquarters of Mercurio's army, so he used a large force for the operation and prepared all the troops he could give if it failed.
 In other words, if Kabazid and Shurus leave here, there is no military force available.

(To be precise, the Imperial Army and the Imperial Guard remain, but they are in the hands of His Majesty and should never be used in this battle. If that's the case, I'm afraid I'm going to lose already. but I'll still make a bad deal of the kind.

 The commander, determined to do so, led the men of low morale and intercepted the army led by Vihela, who could not have seen the nobles who had been leading this army killed so easily by the Gurgast... and the punitive force was instantly kicked away by what he called an armour-sleevelling.





"...that's the headquarters where my brother improved."

 Vichela mutters, breaking through the chaotic rear and arriving in front of the punitive headquarters.
 He led his men to the spot right in front of him where his brothers would have been.