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

Earl Branburg looked under the wall with a firm face.

The soldiers of the Imperial Army were attacking Aung San Suu Kyi.

"...!"

"......!"

Evil, flesh, and fear were one thing, but the terrible noise that tangled up ate my ears.

The wall latitude situation was no different.

"Ladder! Push the ladder! "

"Defeat them from the top! "

The commanders of the allies were hogging the soldiers in a split voice. Soldiers with split ends use evil to push the ladder.

"Die!"

Other soldiers struggled with the enemy soldiers who came up against the wall.

Nearby, the archers of the Iron Bow Soldier were looking for the Elongated Enemy Commander and the Ancients.

No one was making fun of either hand.

Everyone desperately fought the enemy.

Nevertheless, the situation rarely seemed to improve.

There were so many enemies.

There were too many ladders on the wall, and there were too many enemies who climbed the ladder and finally stepped on the wall.

"Shuck!"

Soldiers from all over the kingdom fell with blood sprinkled.

"My eyes! It hurts! "

The tearing soldier howls and rolls down the wall.

"You bastards! All dead..."

The soldier who turned a blind eye at the death of his comrade was struck by an arrow that flew everywhere.

A soldier grabbed my forearm and ran around. I picked up the gut of a soldier who tore his stomach not far away.

There was blood and filth everywhere.

I was turned upside down by the stench.

I wanted to get inside right away.

"Don't take a step back! "

But Count Branburg encouraged the soldiers to shout aloud instead of making a vomit.

Flip.

The Cipherian blade flies.

The Count lifts his shield without panicking and blocks the blade. At the same time, he stabbed the sword forward.

"Glug."

The Imperial soldier, who tried to ambush through the crowded cracks in the wall, blindfolded with a knife in his chest.

"Dangerous! Stay back! "

A late runner cries out, cutting off an enemy soldier who has reached his foothold.

"I won't back off! I will join the soldiers here! "

Earl Branburg replied loudly so that all his soldiers could hear.

It was already the tenth day that the enemy's aggression had begun day and night.

The head of the wall could not appear weak in front of soldiers who were in combat without sleeping properly.

"But...! "

"If you have the strength to roam here, help the soldiers and drive out the enemy! "

The Earl rebukes him with a loud rebuke and rushes toward the enemy soldier who climbed the wall.

"Ugh!"

One enemy soldier who has just climbed the wall has been stabbed by the sword and stretched.

The Earl, who lifted his feet and dropped the body of the enemy soldier under the wall, fixes the sword again, and a noise comes from the side of the gate.

"Charge!"

In between, a clear voice digs beneath the walls.

Immediately after that, a succession of Empire troops screamed from beneath the wall.

Earl Branburg chases a scream and turns his gaze under the wall.

There was a knight of the prince.

There is a knight of steel who carries wire and crosses the enemy.

A star-like flash falls into the middle of the Empire army.

Bang!

The soldiers of the dense empire have fallen, Warr.

The wire goes forward, trampling down the fallen enemy soldiers.

Soon, the imperial army's aggression began to flare.

Then a clear voice echoes across the battlefield.

"I, Arwen Kirgayen, have cut off the enemy's throat! "

Earl Branburg saw a plain somewhat distant from the wall.

A crowded battlefield, a bloody headache, and the figure of a knight who raised his head were clearly pinned in his eyes.

Nest!

I heard the sound of the book one step late.

Unexpectedly urgent sound, unlike that which announces the advance.

The Imperial Army, which was black against the wall, began to flee in unison.

Earl Branburg turned out to be a miserable face and saw those enemies.

One of the knights approached and supported him.

But instead of going down the wall, he chose to stay on the wall with the soldiers.

"Well done. You fought well. I'm proud of you. "

The Vane Iron Archer shook his head, looking at him with a long chest with the enemy's sword.

The Count quietly laid down the Iron Bow immediately.

The elites of the Hand Raised Family were cold corpses everywhere.

He looks at the body of the sick with a piercing face.

But I couldn't just hold on to the body of the sick.

Much more wounded than the dead were groaning all over the walls.

"I can fight! "

"Look! I'm a left-hander! If you don't have a right arm, you can share enough! "

Some of them insisted that one limb should fall and remain on the wall until the end.

Convincing them to take care of my body was also what the head of the wall had to do.

Earl went around the walls and persuaded the wounded.

"Leave the walls to others and take care of themselves. "

"We can fight more! Earl! So don't tell me to go back! "

"I will. Now go down and heal your wounds. "

The wounded soldier then descends the wall with a relieved face.

Seeing that, Count Branburg sighed.

In fact, there was nowhere to escort the wounded.

The fortresses nearby, of course, and the fortresses and strongholds far from the front were also under attack by the Empire army.

There are even places where the situation is so bad that it is not strange to be taken down right away.

Of course, I couldn't tell the soldiers straight away.

He hid himself and continued to protect the wounded and the surviving soldiers.

"Argh...!"

A soldier hugs a cold-rolled corpse and blurs.

"Ugh..."

A soldier hugs his knee with a crouch and gives an elongated groan.

"Damn empires! "

Some of the soldiers, who did not sink in excitement, spit on the enemy's corpse and kicked.

The atmosphere of the walls was bad.

I won for a while, but soon the enemies would flock again.

It was not unusual for the castle to collapse at any time.

Everyone was getting tired.

If the Knight of Steel had not leapt through the citadel with the wire and defeated the enemy, he might have fallen into the hands of one of the northeast and southwest walls.

All nodes on the Southern Front were under attack.

Especially the burden of the citadel here was even more severe.

Nearly four halves of the 20 troops and 25 knights that entered the South were concentrated here.

By contrast, the troops of the Citadel were only two Knights of the One Legion.

The wire harnesses of Arwen Kirgayen were firmly defending the citadel, but overcoming the overwhelming army vehicle was not easy.

The allies have been in battle all day without rest, and the enemies attack the Citadel in alternation.

I wish I had the hope that support would come.

The imperial army has been knocking on the front lines for a long time.

There could be no retreat.

This was also the most important point on the southern front.

The Southern Nodes, which were about to give the Citadel to the enemy, were struck by a rope.

The collapse of the Southern Front was like the collapse of a defensive line.

Even if he died, he had to die fighting all the way here.

Earl Branburg glanced at the side of the glottis with delicate eyes.

Wires running outside the walls were returning.

How vigorously they fought the enemy for a short period of time, and the wireworkers were all red.

Among other things, Arwen Kirgayen was even worse off.

The Count looks like he bathed in the blood of an enemy. He looks like Arwen Kirgayen.

I don't know how many times already.

It was in the moment of crisis that she stepped up and pushed the enemy.

It was many times just to take off his fancy armor and risk the surprise of Paladins disguised as ordinary soldiers.

Nevertheless, she defended the citadel brilliantly.

You're only in your mid-twenties.

Then she built this gigantic citadel, furthermore supporting the southern front.

Knight of steel, Arwen Kirgayen, she was the treasure of the kingdom.

Unlike an old bridge like himself, he was a talent that should not be broken in vain in such a place.

"In the worst case, even her and the wire..."

Earl Branburg's eyes sank deeply.

Arwen Kirgayen, who took off her helmet, looks at him.

Choking.

She came suddenly.

And I stopped in front of him and said,

"If the commander is thinking of defeat, the soldiers will easily break their hearts."

The Count looked around unwittingly at her words.

The soldiers on the wall were staring at him unawares.

The light of despair grows in my eyes.

The Count raised his hand and touched my face.

Tons of crumpled faces, hardened lips touched.

He only realized that.

What face he was looking at the soldiers, and what they were thinking about looking at him.

"We will never collapse. Not until we ourselves think of defeat. "

In her words, the Count's face flashed up.

How long has it been since the proper battle started?

Looks like he's aged. I've become a coward because I've got so much to think about.

I didn't do this when I confronted the King of the Orcs on the Rheintes River in the past.

He smiled bitterly.

"When you're tired, you have a lot to think about. "

Arwen Kirgayen comforts him in a gentle voice.

I mean, I haven't slept in days and I've been guarding the wall.

Count Branburg took a deep breath.

And shouted loudly.

"Everyone who remains, except for the least vigilantes, should rest autonomously! "

The Earl's voice was no longer as powerful as that of the old man.

When the lords of the Middle Ages fled terrified by the reign of the Orcs, they ran to the Orcs' army with the cavalry.

Arwen Kirgayen, who was still looking at him, looked at my hand.

It's been a long time since I threw off my bloody battle gloves.

The bare hands revealed blisters and scars.

The fingers occasionally spasm.

My whole body screams.

I had no choice.

It was not good enough to keep in mind the balance of health.

Every day was a crisis, and every day was an ice sheet.

Nevertheless, she was not shaken.

It was different from before.

I did everything I could to protect the winter castle without the prince, but it was different from the past when I only realized my own shortage.

She now had the power to defend the citadel.

No, there had to be.

The messenger who found the citadel before the enemy's total aggression began said.

The prince only led a handful of knights.

At the time when the enemy's blade was aimed at the kingdom, it seemed that the heart of the prince who took the citadel was in his hands.

Maybe you've been thinking about it a lot. He would not have been able to get off the road so easily. I would have stoned the rest of them with worry.

Nevertheless, the front had to be firm for the prince, who had to leave on a path he did not give up.

Do not let the prince who has finally returned to his place, who has fulfilled his intentions, blame himself.

"I am the Knight of Steel. "

Arwen Kirgayen grabbed his fist.

"Your Majesty's first knight. "

His hand, which had been cramping from time to time, also stopped cramping.

* *

The Imperial Army's total aggression has already begun.

In a desperate situation where even support could not be expected, the Leonberg Royal Army fought and fought again.

Thinking of a power car, it was strange to hold back.

Even if it collapsed, it should have collapsed.

However, the strongholds of the kingdom seem to have collapsed, but they have persisted persistently.

At the heart of it were all the seeds sown by Prince Idrian Leonberger.

The nobles and knights raised by the Hand of the Prince.

With the arrangement of the prince, the wizards of the White Nighttower made progress.

The nobles and knights of the empire, who regained pride and grandeur that had been lost as a result of the prince's reign.

The heavy-armed gunmen who were brought into the world by the prince.

As mercenaries, the silver foxes flowed all the way to Winter Castle to meet the prince and become knights of the kingdom.

All of them supported the citadel and fortifications of the kingdom.

But that was also the limit now.

Unlike the front, where elite troops are herded, the rear strongholds, which are relatively underpowered, are beginning to collapse, one by one, to the Empire army.

"The fall of Fort Nantes. No allied survivors. "

"Enemy besieged Citadel of Denien, we have lost contact with you at the end of our report to deliver a resolution to the end. "

"Four rear supply posts, occupied by the Imperial Army. "

The cracks that started at the rear were spreading a little.

A month after the total aggression began, it was also a matter of time before the entire front collapsed.

But the wire didn't collapse.

"Destruction of many Empire troops in the rear! "

"Prince Maximilian! Your Majesty has led some of the remaining troops to the mainland and is on the front lines! "

"Fallen Citadel and Node in the Back! They're all taken back! De Dwarf, the Legion! "

"The Kentaurus Cavalry is with us! "

An unimaginable reinforcement joined from the rear.

That wasn't the end.

A letter filled with sea breeze flew to the citadel of Bryan.

It was a letter from Hestia Neumann Tudor, the new queen of Tutton.

There was only one line in the letter.

[Leonberg is not alone.]

"The Tutton Empire Army has crossed the western border! "

Subsequently, the knights of the spear who had left the wire since Prince Doris' death returned to the inside wire, informing them of their retribution.

"Western kingdoms have declared themselves united towards the Empire! "

We were also told that the kingdoms of the Dawn Federation had drawn their swords towards the Empire in time.

And then.

"Enemy reserve! 20,000 Imperial Legion! You are doomed!"

Winning telegram flew from the front.

"Destroy 800 Bourgogne Knights! Paladin Thirty-four, all warriors! "

"Many of the Pentagon's knights have also been identified by the Imperial Guard! "

The powerful power that the Empire was hiding was destroyed without a chance to play a proper role.

"Citadel and Fortress of Central Empire! Seven sites have been destroyed! "

"Many of the Imperial troops that were attacking the front have left! These are all troops based in the middle! "

The Imperial Army of the Front began to shake.

"His Royal Highness is continuing to be a bookseller! "

The foreground was reversed.