57 57. 19. No big brother. (2) (1/2)

Monsters are using musical instruments beneath the walls.

Maximilian turns his head, unconsciously, in response to the malice and murder that is flashing in his yellow eyes.

The walls were visible.

“Shoot! Keep shooting! ”

I saw the commander of the Winter Castle encouraging soldiers to use evil. Soldiers cut off the hooks and made an elongated axe.

“Don't put a single one on the wall! ”

An article shouted. I saw a knife buried in my eyes that did not bleed with filthy flesh and blood.

The smell of monsters, the smell of blood, the smell of boiling oil, the sweat of the men, all of which clogged Maximilian's breath.

My head got messed up.

The strange fragrance in it made my head twitch.

Jaw.

Then someone grabbed my shoulder. The spinning axe slams right in front of your nose with a whooshing sound.

“Don't get bruised against the wall. ”

One prince, one brother, kicked his tongue and said,

The chaos sank just by listening to a gruesome voice that did not fit into the battlefield of life and death. It felt like I was suffocating like a liar.

“The one in the fancy outfit is the first target. ”

In his words, Maximilian looked around rather than looking at my body. Above the colorless leather armor, only himself was wearing a shining gold glove among the fur rangers.

“Thank you...”

“When you die, the Orcs' morale rises. Orcs with increased morale become more stubborn. ”

I thought you were worried. But it wasn't. He was saying he was in the way.

My face is burning up. Maximilian hides his face, leaning down without even knowing me. But he was just a moment too.

The Maximilian who raises his head again flirts with the sword.

I saw the monsters I encountered for a while, but now I intend to fight with my mind.

“Lord Erhim!”

“Yes, Your Majesty! ”

I heard Herchim Kiringer's voice right next to me. Herchim knew what the prince wanted from the beginning.

As Herchim gestures, the soldiers and knights waiting under the walls begin to climb up the stairs.

But before they could climb all the steps, someone shouted.

“Don't come up! Twist the line!”

He was the first prince.

“I'd rather wait under! ”

Maximilian looks around.

The walls are crowded. Obviously, summoning a lot of troops at once didn't seem like a good way.

I sent down the soldiers who were coming up, and I summoned only the knights.

and let them help the soldiers.

Knights of the Iron Magnetic Corps, disguised as mercenaries, drew their swords and scattered everywhere.

“Long time no see! Your Majesty! ”

“The Goddess is busy! ”

The wire that passed through the wall shouted cheerfully.

“What, why are you here...”

“I'm back because I don't have enough hands! ”

When the prince saw them, the fisheye became dumb.

“I'll see you later! ”

“Good luck! ”

The wireman chuckled and threw a single word at each of them, and passed by the prince.

“It's been a long time, Lord Arwen! ”

As I rush back and forth, I open my eyes, looking at the man who was dealing with the Orcs on the wall.

“Lord Dunham?”

“Still there, Ike. ”

A man who shatters the head of an oak swinging around the axe smiles.

“Let's talk about it later. ”

The man cut off the hook. The oak, which almost reached over the wall, hurriedly hangs over the wall. The man wins the finger.

“Ew!”

The oak drops off with a beady scream.

Maximilian watches the wires settle all over the wall. As they entered the battle, the situation on the wall improved.

Shall I cut the arrows? shall I blow the arrows? And the wandering rangers put their swords back together, and took hold of the bow.

“Shoot!”

The Rangers shoot arrows in unison in response to the commander's timing.

The arrowheads descend, and the orcs of the Brotherhood die in a heap. But the bottom of the wall was still full of oaks.

I couldn't even count how many Orcs there were.

“I think it's about 1,000.”

However, Herchim Kiringer has only 1,000 men. How many 18,000 troops are there?

Maximilian is completely bored.

But in the meantime, his hands were moving diligently. He aims for a ranger who flies his bow, throws out a flying spear with a knife, and cuts off the hook at the end of the wall. If there's an oak in his head, he kicks it with his feet.

I've been so busy for a while. Then I felt something strange.

“Knights of Winter Castle are gathering at the gates! ”

Herchim exclaims. Maximilian looks unwittingly beneath the wall.

The Orcs were still waggling.

I looked inside the wall again.

There were Knights of Winter Castle. Their eyes were full of radiance, twisting knives and spears and breathing. There was a prince at the forefront. Until a little while ago, I couldn't understand when the man who was knitting right next to me went down there.

But that wasn't the point at the moment.

“No way...”

It was important to know that they were boiling up like they were going to run out of the glottis.

I believed it would not be.

The outside of the wall was full of oaks. Only thirty fewer knights could have jumped in between.

But the expectation was missed.

“Frostbite! ”

I heard Doré lifting heavy objects with a gloomy roar

Cards won.

The Orcs, who were striking the Aung San Suu Kyi under the wall, began to flock to the gate.

Gmotion.

It was so low, so small a whisper. Nevertheless, I dug my ears sharper than any noise.

“The snow-covered mountain frozen red blood permeated walls are speechless. ”

One day, on the way to the Winter Castle, the rangers called. If there was a difference, it was more of a speech than a song that was a mess.

I wasn't surprised.

“Only the sound of the trumpet of the dawn advancement resonates. ”