Chapter 74: Thirty. Mountain of Conflict (1)

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　　 "Go forward! Go forward! Follow the front and line up!!"
　　 "Asshole! Can't you tell the difference?"
　　 "This idiot! Where are you going?"
　　 "Damn! Listen to me!!"
Locke’s ears were almost exploded by various abuses, growls, and complaints. Occasionally, among the crashing noises, the whistle of the whip tearing the air, the crisp sound of the intimate contact of the skin and various objects, and the few sounds Screaming for mercy.
　　【How is it like this? 】
　　Turning his eyes to examine the surrounding servants experienced the huge gap between good imagination and reality. The sense of disobedience and suffocation urged the teenager to sigh out a stagnation from a stone-like stomach pocket, and settle the doubt in the abdominal cavity.
　　 In front of the young man who shook his head in silent sigh, a group of people wearing armor, leather armor and ordinary cloth walked on the dusty road.
　　 can only be called [crowd].
　　 is hard to say as [Army].
　　 is far behind the awe-inspiring appellation.
　　 eyes are dull, dissatisfied and even contain resentment, relying solely on the leather whip to reprimand the people who are reluctant to maintain discipline and obedience. Putting on military uniforms, picking up weapons, and forming a group of queues is not an army at all. To describe it reluctantly, the image of laborers or serfs who might be driven by the foreman is more appropriate. This marching team is on the edge of chaos and order.
　　 After replacing the sickle, pitchfork, drill rod, hammer with sword, shield, spear, and soldier costumes, these people still look more like farmers than soldiers. These unreliable volunteers after the simple reset were the main part of the second raid against the Niefelheim Valley, and their work content was also replaced from the past wheat cutting and bridge building. Kill pointed ears.
　　The army described in the biography of knights and poems read by Locke always maintains high morale. Relying on the faithful and firm belief, we have been moving forward, killing the fierce pagans and orcs who have cruelly destroyed the believers of the innocent people.
　　The young servant witnessed the army in reality...
　　 does not have the so-called comparability at all, the crusade team organized last time is much more pleasing than the group of people in front of me.
　　【At least they should be trained for a while. 】
　　 Opinions that could not be spit out murmured a little in the stomach and then sank back.
　　No such time! The count has no face!
　　Pierre’s anxious and resentful answer revealed everything, leaving no room for refuting doubt.
　　The autumn wind of Xiao Xiao opened the gap between the armor and the cotton fabric, and the coolness passed the restless body, and the heavy steps stepped on the yellow leaves, and there was a rustle of [sand].
　　 [General Winter] is getting closer and closer to Agento Raton. This time it will not solve the banditry in the Nievolheim valley. The bad guys closely guarded by the snow-covered mountains will become more tricky, requiring more sacrifices and pain than now to eliminate this group of sharp-eared bandits.
　　No one likes to pay more to achieve their goals. Even though the glorious knights are always very gentlemen, they still do not want to suffer unbearable losses when fighting heretics. The premise of defending honor with life is value for money, at least to get a sufficiently high price from the guy who took his life, not the other way around.
　　 The new tactics and weapons of the pointed ears are still defensive in nature, indicating that their strength is not enough to support an attack. But what happens when their strength has accumulated enough to win Argen Toraton?
　　 This is a wild world. There are no rules of engagement for wars between different races, and there are no international treaties signed between major powers that are not very respected. The only rule is the simple law of the jungle. Humans will ransack and slaughter the captured fortress cities. Orcs do the same thing? What about elves?
　　No one dares to imagine how the victimized party will retaliate against the previous perpetrators, and generally does not want to think about it. After similar signs appeared in front of us, humans knew what would happen at that time.
　　 A disaster.
　　 Military, political, belief, property, civilization... All kinds of disasters, all kinds of collapse.
　　 "Death will not allow barbaric heretic villains to enslave our children! Under the asylum guidance of the only supreme mother, Mafa, we will defeat the evil race!!"
At the departure ceremony, Count Agento Raton pulled out his wand and made a vowed vow. The nobles and knights who were emotionally affected responded accordingly. They pulled out their wands and pointed their swords at the sky. The atmosphere and the crowd.
The crowd of people who had not been very happy with the grumpy soldiers before broke out at this moment. The new crusade not only shouldered the responsibility of protecting everyone's safety, but also many relatives, fathers, and sons were in this 800-person team. A member. Looking forward to victory, I also prayed for the blessings of my relatives to return home in peace.
　　In addition to trust and affection, there is another reason why no one admits to cheer and encourage.
Compared to the goddess of [omnipresent] and [omnipotent], this army is one of the more realistic reliance of Ajan Toraton. Only when they have eliminated the pointed ears, the days of fearfulness will end, [war Tax] will stop the collection, and the things that have been forcibly bought can be cashed according to the paper.
　　 A grasshopper on a rope can't escape the heavy blow of failure.
　　 In fact, the Templars who attended the expedition ceremony were also the civilians' reliance, bearing the responsibility of the last barrier of Ajanto Raton. Everyone should treat different guardians equally. Fools who care about whether they will go bankrupt due to military failure are far more concerned about whether their sharp ears will attack the town. They only send cheers and blessings to the crusade that protects their investment. Many of the church knights’ faces became very strange at that time. stand up.
　　 On the other hand, he was given too heavy responsibilities and expectations. The crusade team added unnecessary psychological pressure to the invisible, and the spiritual encouragement cooled down a little. It didn't take long for the pitchfork to be replaced by a sword in the hand, and it was far from being able to talk about qualified recruits immediately showing all kinds of bad signs of anxiety, depression, and even a small gap. The leading officer who supervised the recruits had to use a flexible whip, a solid scabbard, and a simple slap to guide the gangsters who had maintained the heat for three minutes, and the situation improved slightly.
　　 Even more worrying is the attitude of Count Argentolaton, who served as the commander of the crusade against various signs of instability.
　　 The Earl who personally led the troops ordered the supervising officers to severely punish the soldiers who violated military discipline. Further instructions-such as reorganization and adjustment of the position of the recruits-were never mentioned.
　　 The distinguished earl did not want to deal with the invisible potential danger. In the mind of the earl, some fool peasants had a little confusion-this kind of [little thing] has not arranged the campsite to be important.
　　 Earl Arajan Torraton never expected civilians who had touched their weapons for a few days to be the main force of the battle. That important task can only be delivered to the knighthood directly under the earl. The honor of victory after the war and the gold mine in the valley belong only to the great noble magician, specifically-he himself.
The under-trained recruits have two tasks—triggering a pointed ear trap, and the magician including him observes specific phenomena, analyzes the mysteries, and discusses how to destroy the mysterious trap; after paying necessary Sacrifice, after completing the data collection, ensure that there is still sufficient force to capture the sharp ear nest.
　　 The Earl, who carefully studied the previous fiasco, also came up with the most elite troops under his command-the 50-griffin rider, who was responsible for aerial reconnaissance and annihilation of the ambush. Under the surveillance of elite knights riding domesticated flying dangerous species, the cowardly ambush has nowhere to hide, and will become a hot fresh feed for the Griffon.
Count 　　 is very satisfied with the sound strategy he has developed. With the strength at hand, any form of resistance in sharp ears will be crushed and crushed.
　　 [The conqueror of Nifurheim] The honors, gold mines, and serfs all belong to the wise Earl of Argentorato after this crusade
　　Pride and excitement, the count put new contents in his asset list.
　　 must be so, there will be no accidents.
　　 As for the belief and blessing of the goddess... In addition to prayer and the need to encourage soldiers’ fighting consciousness with this statement, it can only be said that this operation pentagonal superior wind and fire dual-attribute magician has limited devotion to gods and beliefs.
　　 is as good as he thought.
　　The goddess who only appeared in religious books and stories and legends is not an indiscriminate good person. The wise goddess only stands on the side of the winner.
　　'S opponent's thoughts are quite similar to them. On the point of disrespecting the gods, the commanders of the two warring parties have some common ideas, and the church concerned does not know what wonderful expressions to make if they know.
　　 "The total number of ground enemy troops is about 840, and the confirmation is complete!"
　　The soldiers Fritz clung to the safety rope that fixed his body so that he would not fall. The thick rope was a little uncomfortable, and the scout was tightly packed into a smoked ham in a winter jacket to repeat to his chief.
[Soundproof enchantment] So that the sound will not be out of the range of the effect, even if you yell, you don’t worry about being heard by the guy who shouldn’t hear it. The deafening shouts were clearly heard in the freezing cold wind.
　　 "Plus the Griffon 50 ride, close to 900."
The retractable monocular telescope is included in the fur coat, and the white aerosol in the mouth is blown away by the 4000-meter-high cold wind, and the ground maintains a tilted posture at an angle of 60 degrees with the weight of the black dragon. Back to the horizontal state and straighten together.
The landscape seen on the back of Anzai Long switched from ant colony-like moving lines, yellow-green interlaced earth with small floating fly-like dots to the normal state, tightly fitting black scales, flattened flesh wing covering, and sharp horns As the theme, the vastness and infinity to the inhabitants of the ground fill the field of vision.
　　The scenery free from common disturbances is certainly magnificent and beautiful. The elf passengers who wrapped their bodies with dangerous thick furs only care about their tasks and prevent themselves from freezing to death. There is no such leisure as to enjoy the wonders.
　　The war is under intense tension, and those involved will rarely enjoy that luxury, especially the defensive elves.
　　 "Moving speed is about 7 kilometers per hour, according to this speed, they can reach... Dora 4 (Dora.4) area, Lord Niederhog, please report to the commander-in-chief."
　　 After the trembling words of Bell's mixed teeth hitting up and down, the bulge with long tubular horns undulated a few times, and the black dragon flying through the atmosphere with the omnipotent power of Manna began to communicate with the distant place.
　　 The columnar crystals clinging to the dragon's forehead shone, and the power of the rebellious magic theory was assisting Niederhogg to form a mental connection with his master, and the collected information was immediately shared by the rear.
　　 "900... nearly 900 troops..."
Looking through the windshield, looking down on a human queue that crawls like caterpillars of different-colored meat pieces. Never before has the number of people in the village been several times that of humans. A 11-year-old soldier in a unified action swallowed saliva. The lingering cold wind in the ears can't cover up the clear sound of "Guru"~EbookFREE.me~ Are you nervous? Kid! "
　　 "Only...not!"
　　 responded with panic and anger towards the provocative words of the wicked chief, Fritz's tone slightly revealed a high degree of tightness.
　　 "The first time I saw so many human beings, that... a little messy."
　　 "Oh, that's a normal reaction, kid. No one has seen 900 armored animals running towards their home and nothing has happened."
　　 The corporal's explanation was inexplicably sharp, but mentioning the human army, which elf would give a positive evaluation?
　　 "To be honest, I was frightened. 900 pigs can kill everyone, but this time... I'm afraid no one will show up."
"Uh?"
　　The soldiers made a suspicious voice, and the young corporal who participated in the first black market tour put a special smile on his lips under the cold protection mask.
　　 "That is, the whole village is an audience today, and the lead role only means that one!"
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　　 small theater time
　　Bren Hill: There have been no human guests for a long time, which bothers readers.
　　Li Lin: Today, I specially invite Jean Locke Knight’s boy to give us the next trailer. The sound is in the trailer part after the opening video OP.
　　 Locke: The man who finally mastered the elven base finally launched a total attack! A black-haired humanoid MS suddenly appeared in front of us! Three Gundam guys were demolished empty-handed with just one machine-it's the ace! Friends who have been killed one after another, and, I--will I die?
　　Li Lin: Ah, won.
　　 Locke: Second time! Shock Mountain!
　　Li Lin: The sky is so foggy! Your kid actually wanted COS to be beheaded by his father-in-law!