Prologue 1 (1/2)

Prologue (part 1)

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The blood covered figure of an arh bloodshot eyes

Just allantly rode into the cowardly ene warhorses' hooves stepped fire,them, but even that did not hinder their fierce attack No one blocked the way of the Castoria I was expected to

However, in the middle of the er in perfect order the leaders were a shadow of their previous selves, the horses and allied troops, usually in battle, had both disappeared beyond the battlefield

It seems they had becohtly olden standard was an ill-omened blood colour Lined up as far as the eye could see was the savage tribe's banners, seely dyed the colour of huht tooand then to their rear

What cowards Full of rage he thrust his sword through the ene sound as the sent through his throat, the next soldier's helmet was shattered He shook the blood and brains from his blade with no compassion for the soldier who collapsed, his skull broken Arg! This savage tribe Adarshan are ignorant of propriety, the knights are as shameless to attack from the rear

It's not that he didn't understand their tactics As he thought back he realised that from early on in this battle the ene but aim for this

On the continent these knights are surely admired, personally I too am proud of the Imperial army, in this battle on the moor they don't know defeat

Therefore on the moor they had lined up ahead of the enemy forces, without fail in order it see them, they should avoid only the moor The opponent couldn't read as ly at that tiht in the enemy's trap

They appeared slowly in front of the ene battle line The Adarshan aritated, so they sneered at them They ridiculed their puny force of arms They hated the Adarshan troops' cowardly nature as they attempted to run away in front of their enemy Thus not a few of they

From the outset the Adarshan cavalry had detoured behind them in order to attack, they had understood their opponents intentions Thus already throughout the battlefield their deep cri

The soldiers were cutting through them with skilful swords plan

To defeat your opponent in open confrontation, fairly, with all one's energy surely gives an honourably victory and shows the ihts' ethos, no matter what they couldn't possibly approve of this tactic But thestrategy (is said to) gives rise to striking results Disgraceful Cowards, he cursed the savage tribe in that place, as he couldn't expect to entirely evade the protruding spears co from the west

The resounding bravery of the Castorian Knights was insignificant to the ene them as one by one they fell There were only corpses, usually piling up in heaps It is said that there is honour in dying in battle, but so much unproductive death is a sorry state

He deter due to the blood Already they were floundering at the front line, where they couldn't reorganise He himself too was already indifferent to death

The spears pierced through froh two ar, I haven’t died yet But, there is the problem of time In the near future, that time will quickly come I will die In the Empire's furthest end many of e is this?! To suffer as sitting ducks in the savage tribe's hands!

The feeling was not of fear or dread, his eyes were full of anger

He gave a war cry, killing the enemies reflected in his vision The spear snapped, and then the sword's edge was nicked, he replaced them and continued on Fro, boy like enemy soldier With cold bloodedness the face was s At the end he could see the dim opened eyes

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