I Became the First Prince: Legend of Sword's Song

While one troop attacked the citadel, the three remained at rest.

When the troops that were attacking the citadel retreated, one of the troops that was resting stood up and emptied.

Neither night nor day.

The soldiers of Duke Bryan did not even allow the Leonberg Royal Army to rest.

For five days.

A time when even dizzy knights would quickly run out of stamina, and a strong balance sheet would have already revealed a breakdown.

But the enemy didn't even flinch.

I'm tired of falling out. I'm flying pearls.

"The Devil of Winter is here! Jorden is here! Bryan's sleepers must abandon their swords and surrender! Then I will do my best to save your life! "

In clumsy imperial language, Brien's soldiers raised their medicine to the standby.

How many times have the hard-working soldiers been unable to stand the quarter, but they are all dead.

After countless repetitions during Siege, a few of N'lin's knights, who were more incapable of preventing the morale of the soldiers from falling, tried to defeat the enemy by making fun of his mouth without resting, but failed.

Every time, soldiers in black leather armor flocked to join forces, and somehow their bodies flew away. Rather, they were knights of the Silver Knights.

It was ridiculous that those who were not knights defeated the knight.

Since then, the army commanders have ordered that they never respond to the provocation of many soldiers in black leather armor.

But the real problem was separate.

"Bernardo of Eli Family! Don't hide Brien's knights, stand up and get my sword! "

The Knights of the Kingdom who defeated Paladin, the leader of the Silver Knights and beloved Duke Bryan, from time to time appeared on the battlefield and provoked the Knights of the Silver Knights.

The knights of N'Lin dared not even mix swords in front of the divine dragon that emits a pale sword.

It was no wonder that the morale of soldiers who saw allied knights who were overwhelmed by enemy knights had fallen unspeakably.

"Soldiers are complaining of fatigue. The number of casualties accumulated over the past five days has not been satisfactory. Perhaps the day will come when only the wounded will have to siege. "

In the words of the commander, he burst the distribution.

"What the hell do they look like! I wouldn't have been able to sleep properly, but what kind of power makes me jump like that! "

I try to use evil alone, but I only get angry, and the pointy number doesn't come out.

"They're human too, and I can't rest ten days without a fight! I have endured it so far, but I will soon reveal the Patan! Push harder!"

De Gaulle De Dvish is heating up the attack even more.

But one day later, another day later, another day later, the enemy remained steadfast.

"I have heard that the King of Leonberg and his army have crossed the border for ten days! Either way, give me the number! We don't have time! "

I heard a rumor that the headquarters of King Leonberg is approaching the citadel.

We were also told that the Leonberg Empire troops, scattered throughout the front, were joining each other.

"Now we must make up our minds! "

The commanders questioned him with a single mouthful.

"Damn it!"

De Gaulle de Dvish shouted.

"The Tarzians... will give up. "

Then he opened his mouth and declared the abandonment of Siege.

"We have a small army of the Leonberg Royal Army stationed in Fort Detant, just a day's walk from here. I will drive them out and take back the fortress and spread my defenses there. "

"So the hostiles here now..."

"If we deploy a defensive line in Detant Fort, the enemies here will be naturally isolated. "

"What if they run out of the Citadel in a minute and hit the back of an ally? "

"There's no way we can do that to those who've been fighting for the last ten days without a break. It is only because of the advantages of the Wall that they have endured so far. If they come out, you can repent and destroy them. "

However, since the enemy is not polite, let's send a messenger to the Duke to send an additional army to deter the troops of the citadel.

Of course, De Gaulle de Dvish did not listen.

Sending a messenger to ask for help was like informing him of his incompetence.

He ordered an unconditional advance.

"What if you can't even get the Destant Fortress! "

"I don't know! All the marksmen of the kingdom are gathered here! There are Knights here who are strong enough to feed the Hidden Knights! The other forts are of course defenseless! "

The army chiefs, of course, reacted loudly, but he was desperate.

Even if I asked for support, I had to build a small specialty.

The army, led by De Gaulle de D'Vish, turned around the Tarzian citadel and headed north.

* *

"Looking at the shape of a luggage, it looks like it's going to retreat completely. "

Bernardo Eli frowns after hearing the report of Ranger Jordan.

"The relentless. I've been fighting for days."

Jordan nodded and expressed his sympathy.

"At least the healthy ones were wiped out in the last war, the survivors in the yard that followed the Three Princes, even though they're still the only ones on this side. "

Bernardo Eli, who nodded his head, said the same.

Make sure you know if your enemies are really retreating or just pretending to be retreating.

"Yay."

Jorden disappears with a long dragging of his horse.

"I'm not going to Duke Bryan, I'm going to another citadel. "

Jorden, who had disappeared like that, returned shortly and reported.

"If we can't take down the Citadel, it looks like we've decided to find a better place to take it down. "

A smiley face.

"But the direction is the direction of detent. "

Bernardo Eli closes his eyes.

"On your side, Lord Arwen..."

"You must be the Knight of Steel. There's the wire company, there's the Iron Bow Corps. Many of the articles in the middle of the last war are there. They're veterans with a lot of experience. "

He laughed in vain at the words of Jorden.

"They have no luck or support. We can't do it alone, but that's our own evacuation force. If they fought for ten days and didn't take down a single wall, they went that way. "

Jorden chatters.

I didn't know if he was pitiful or funny.

Bernardo Eli, who was still listening, stood up and ordered a beep.

"Send a messenger to Lord Arwen. "

Jordanian asked for the prophecy in a straightforward manner.

According to this, Bernardo Eli is an expert.

"Two days from midnight, I'm having a big party, so I want you to attend and be a partner. "

Just two words will suffice.

* *

Arwen Kirgayen stands up against the wall and looks beyond the sunset plain.

Three legion-sized armies were preparing for the night away from the fort.

But even in the shade, it was truly a gazebo.

The wounded were placental, and the wounded were not even of good character.

Thousands of them, stragglers and all.

"That's what the messenger said. "

Arwen Kirgayen turns his head while still looking at him.

The commanders and knights who had been fighting together several times were staring at her.

"Count Branburg. Baron Valdes. Sir Herchim Kiringer. "

She screamed at them with a charade.

"Prepare your troops. "

Following her words, the infamous commanders and knights clasped their fists in the face that something was coming.

Arwen Kirgayen looks at the grumpy face and sees the messenger standing on the side of the wall.

"Go and tell Commander Eli. "

"What can I tell you? "

The messenger looked down and asked.

"I have received an invitation well. "

On the messenger's question, Arwen Kirgayen reacted violently.

"I will gladly respond to your invitation. "

* *

De Gaulle de Dvish was confident that this time he would succeed.

Everywhere, the failure of the last Siege was only bad for the opponent.

Hundreds and thousands of white-haired marksmen have fallen back on Brien's palladine.

If it wasn't just them, whoever it was was was was confident to win.

But first I had to take a break.

The lunatics, who led only 300 men to 8,000 troops, moved without sleep, even if they were chasing their retreating allies.

I was shaking my nerves, and my body was as heavy as a cotton swab.

Attacking the enemy is not too late for tomorrow morning.

He was so frail that he lay down in agony tomorrow.

But I didn't sleep well.

I lay down for a long time and groaned, but so did I.

I'm exhausted, but I'm just crazy. It tasted like death.

It followed a vague state, not so awake or not awake.

Mm-hmm.

He frowns as if he was dumbfounded.

Somehow it felt like it was chaotic outside the barracks.

......!

De Gaulle de Dvish listened quietly to the noise outside the barracks.

... Yi!

I heard a faint voice from a distance.

What an urgent tone.

He got up on his feet.

"Ambush!"

At the same time, a shout burst out from there.

"Sir Commander! "

One step late, the barracks door opens and the on-call knight jumps in.

"What's going on? "

"This is not the time to do this! Quickly, armed! "

A face that is pale enough to be obvious even in the dark.

"You didn't ask me what the hell happened! "

Realizing that something instinctively unusual had happened, he hurriedly turned over his chest armor and smoked a court martial.

"The Kingdom of Leonberg... grunt. "

The knight suddenly spat out a whimsical tone in a dismal tone.

His body hardens as he holds the knot of armor.

He forcefully snaps his squeaking head and looks back.

A knight with a fistful of blood on his mouth trembled.

He had a sharp sword on his chest.

Argh.

The sword that arose in my chest disappeared.

Full rot.

Knight down.

Then the knight in the silver armor appeared behind him.

Flip.

The knight swung the sword three times.

The blood that was buried in the sword was scattered on the edge of the larynx and on the side of the barracks.

"Commander?"

Clumsy imperial language, clear voice that doesn't match the situation.

He nodded as if hollowed.

Pot.

At that moment, a brilliant flash burst like a star.

That was the last sight De Gaulle de Dvish saw in his life.

* *

"The allies have been wiped out! "

Duke Bryant hardened as he was.

"What...? "

"Troop Commander De Gaulle De Dvish, Warrior! Eliminate the Silver Knights! 2nd, 5th, 6th, 7th! Warriors! All the squadrons that were on the run came to a close! It is estimated that there will be no more than 2,000 survivors! "

I couldn't help but notice the unprecedented supply.

"About 3,000 of Leonberg's royal troops who lost their allies! You are currently advancing towards this location! "

At the moment of the cessation, Duke Bryan rarely exercised his peace of mind.

"I, the enemy's stronghold! "

But the messenger gave him no room to sober up.

"Enemy Bonds! Dando on Dot Bird Street right now! One of them, 3 Squad Knights, is falling and coming this way quickly! "

Subsequently, Duke Bryant was completely out of his mind.

"Flag at the forefront, crouched golden boy! Prince Leonberg's troops, Idrian Leonberger! "