I am the Monarch

Two heads, two heads! Heather Meyers Viscount and the 1 million Myers Corps heavy ranged across the field at furious speeds. Rush thrust. The whole area was a field, and there was nothing to take away. "Sweep the enemy at once!" Header's voice rang the battlefield. "Wow ah!" The soldiers burst into shouting. The speed of the car that ran in the lead was a little faster. Right then. Puk! The blurred sound and the horsemen that ran ahead lost their balance and fell down. Yes. The soldier and the horseshoe were both broken at the same time. "Ahh!" "Blood, damage!" "Shut up!" The soldiers who followed him screamed at the horsemen who had fallen before. There were some who jumped lightly or barely escaped, but most of them were stumbled or fell out of balance. Of course, I was not able to overcome the speed at which it fell, and I broke my neck and waist, and I made a mark on the spot. "What? What's going on?" When heather cried out, a soldier yelled at the field. "It is a rope! There is a rope installed!" The horses that had run before fell on the rope. "Damn! That's a rope!" Heather stared at the ground and looked at the ground. Among the grasses that grew up short, a rather thick and solid rope was seen. It is not installed throughout the field, but is installed sparsely over a certain section. "It was only a small booze thing to come early!" Heather struck a ridiculous diver. It was a loud voice, but he could not help being embarrassed. Because of this simple rope trap, soldiers who could be considered elite among the horsemen lost their lives. 'I'll chew it.' Heather grinds it. "huh!" He struggled hard and swung a big hammer over his head. "Spearmen cut the rope!" As the order fell, the spearman Troop came forward horribly and broke the rope and searched the field. 'I could not have installed it properly.' Heather was convinced. 'According to our information, they only arrive about half a day earlier than us.' Half a day. It was a short, long and short time, but at least that time could not set a trap across the field. Header's forecast was hit. "It's over! It can not be seen anymore!" The spearmen cry. The rope search was completed sooner than I thought. "KAHAHAHAHA! Okay! It's an assault once again! Assault!" Heather pulled out the minuscule and kicked the horseshoe. I once again spurred on the incline that I had paused for a while. Two heads, two heads! The floor shook tremendously. The dust cloud soared. It was really a furious charge. Roan smiled faintly as he looked at the upcoming header. 'The rope has destroyed the elite cavalry.' Now the leading ones are the regular horsemen that are somewhat less capable. So far everything was as expected. 'It's difficult to think of the battlefield as a plains. Of course, if this battle was all that was going to be decided, I was prepared to be at the game anyway. But for Roan, this battle is just like the beginning of the war. I needed to save as much power as possible. Roan, however, did not have much talent in tactics and strategy from the beginning. He just has memories of past lives. In addition, the memories can be clearly seen after the psychic attacks of the shamans. 'I feel like I'm getting even better.' In fact, as time passed, I felt the strength of studying and training. Roan smiled and looked at the battlefield. Heather just reached the nose. 'What really matters in war is neither strategy nor tactics.' There was an answer. It was even very simple. 'Person.' Two lives, one after another, both endless wars lead to a fierce life, realizing that people are real. Roan focused on Heather before setting up strategy and tactics. What do you think and how to act? 'Heather Meyers. I thought you were going to make an incendiary order. " Heather was such a person. Estia Empire, the pride of being from a great country, was also very aggressive and disliked the nature of the original. I even thought it was a cowardly act to launch an ambush and ambush during a battle. The personality of Empire's teddy bear is just right. Roan informed Ian Phillips about Heather's personality and disposition, and Ian devised strategies and tactics for him. In addition, Roan once again remembers the old battle situation and records of Heather that he remembers and compensated for the lack. Thanks to. 'This battlefield has become a huge trap.' Heather is a trap to catch a bear. The first trap was the rope. Trap that can give moderate damage in a short time. At that time, Heather shook his hammer. "Roan! Roan! Stop pooing and get out and get my hammer!" Horseshoe sound is so great that you can press it. But Roan did not respond. The header soon burst out. "Hahaha! Wargod is a freezing Wargod! Roan is a coward!" There was a sense of laughing. "I came a little earlier and set up camp and hid it all inside!" At that point Roan smiled faintly. 'Second trap to catch the guy .......' Roan's eyes shone and shone. At the same time, his right hand climbed over his head. Geek Geek. An unidentified sound dug through my ears. "die!!!!" "Wow ah!" The enemy 's momentum and shouting pierced the sky. Right then, Roan's right hand fell forward. Moment. Koggg! A wooden fence stood firmly in front of the Lancephil masses lined up with a wooden twist. It feels like a campfire in a blink of an eye. Roan's mouth smiled more and more. 'The second snare is a sharpened wooden fence.' The rope was attached to a wooden fence with a pointed caravan. Heather and Myers were hiding in the field until they arrived, and when they reached the top of the field, they pulled the rope at once and raised it at an angle. KUMEN! In addition, the bottom of the ground was digged deeply and the bottom of the fence was firmly fixed so that it would not move. Seeking was obvious. It was an enemy assault blockade and the collapse of the horses. "Huh!" "Uh, uh, uh!" Myers' soldiers suddenly appeared on the wooden fence and pulled the reins quickly. But it was impossible to stop on time because the running speed was so fast. Puk! Furberbuck! Soldiers and horses began to skewer in Caravan with a terrible sound. "Mi, do not push!" "Woo, fence! Fence!" The soldiers who saw the back of the former fellow and found the fence and screamed. But it's almost impossible for them to suddenly slow down too. Furberbuck! Fuck! "Turn it off." "Wow!" It was a terrible skewer, like the chiefs who preceded it. "Damn! Where did this look like?" The header, on the other hand, was also the header. He jumped over the fence that rises suddenly by increasing speed. "The enemy commander!" "Kill!" As if waiting, some Lancephil soldiers rushed in front of the sword and spear. "Huh! Where are the twins?" Header gently snorted and turned two hammers vigorously. Fur Burberbuck! With the terrible sound, the soldiers' heads burst like watermelons. Heather lifted the force and yelled at him. "These stupid things, do not slow down! Jump on the body and jump!" "Yes, yes! Yes!" "Jump!" As the order fell, the leading horsemen began to jump on the bodies of the preceding fighters. But it was only after the late-breaking, heavy-duty hammers were hit hard. If the ropes did not allow the elite horsemen to escape, they would not have suffered as much as they did now. Moreover, the soldiers who barely crossed the fence and went inside fell immediately to the arrow attack of the Lancephil army. Furberbuck! Most ordinary soldiers, except Adjutants and Knights, lost their lives as hedgehogs. Attacks and attacks without breathing. "Ugh!" "Shut up!" Screams burst out everywhere. "Damn! These cowardly things!" Heather looked at the soldiers dying in front of him and opened his eyes. I wanted to crush the Lancephil soldiers by wielding the hammer in both hands, but they were away. "Damn it! Infantry! Hurry up and cross the fence! Protect the Knights and the cavalry!" Myers' infantry army, which was late to follow Heather's cry, stepped on the bodies of horsemen and horsemen and crossed the fence. Furberbuck! A tight shield shielded Lancephil 's arrow attacks. Heather and other knights and horsemen breathed a long sigh of relief. "The enemy is in front of you! Slowly advance with a shield!" Heather, who is just shouting the thrust without thinking, was not an idiot enough to run into the barracks even in the present situation. Blow. Blow. Blow. The entire Myers masses approached the Lancephil army in line with their feet. One footstep, one footstep Carefully followed by a march. Watching the situation, Roan lifted his right hand to stop the army attack. Instead, he turned his fingers and set the cavalry and infantry at the forefront. In the meantime, Heather and Myers were gradually getting closer. The guard, who was watching the situation, shouted with a low voice. "I have entered." Roan nodded slightly and pointed forward with his right hand. "Advance!" As if waiting, some Lancephil soldiers, headed by Viscount Heath Potter, rushed toward Heather and Myers. It is a fierce thrill, as if there are no more traps. "Damn it!" Heather spat out a sneer at the sight of Heath. Myers' soldiers, who had been hiding under the shield, were late. "Sweep it off!" Heather screamed and shook his head. visor! Fight! visor! visor! Soon there was a battle with Chun Sori. "It's a real battle!" Header waved a hammer without hesitation with a gentle expression. Fuck! Puk! At one attack, several soldiers' heads were shattered. "This guy! Let's fight with Heath Potter!" Heath rushes over to Header with a long sword. "Heath is not a traitor!" Heather snarled and hammered the hammer. bang! Heath 's long sword shook as if it broke. "Ugh! What power is so ......." Heath bites his lips with an embarrassment. The momentum fell in a single minute. Heather, on the other hand, has become even more forceful. "Hahaha! I thought Heath Potter was a well-known leader! Rinse Kingdom is like a small country, but the leader's skills are like a child!" Insulting evaluation. "Besides, how scared you are so sweaty!" As Heather said, Heath's face was soaked. Not only look at the face, but also to the armor and gunma wet wet look. Heather, however, did not notice it. "Soldiers are sweaty here too!" "The soldiers of Rinse Kingdom are all cowards!" Here and there, myers' soldiers rattled and screamed. "Cough." Heath wielded his sword once more with an angry look. But. It is not! Heather bounced off the sword with a gentle hand, not a force. "큭!" Heath bites his lips again. A dangerous look that would drop a sword right away. He wanted to conflict for a while, and then he shouted at it. "Retreat, Retreat! Retreat!" Even so, Lancephil's army was being pushed very subtle in the battlefield. The reason is? I have not known yet. "retreat!" "Retreat!" Several Adjutants shouted and began to back off. The Lancephil army retreated as soon as possible. "Oh, you are such a coward!" Heather frowned at the disappointment. He pointed to Heath and Lancephil soldiers who were running to the big hammer. "Go after them!" "Wow ah!" Soon after, the war began again with a shout like Ure. However, the Heath and Lancephil soldiers were overly ordered and very quick to hit the defeated. By the time Heather was about to catch up, he was already in the lead. "Rinse Kingdom, guys, one skill is good to run away." He laughed with his tongue. Right then. "Wow, your lord!" Adjutant, who ran alongside, looked at Heather with a white face. A very urgent voice. "What's going on?" Heather asks faintly. Adjutant swallowed the dry spit and pointed to the floor with his fingers. "Bar, try the floor!" "floor?" Naturally, heather and several commanders shook their heads toward the floor. The dry grass floated all over. At first glance, there is nothing weird to do. Then Adjutant, who pulled out the horse, sprang forward and threw the grass to the end of the spear. Underneath the instantly thin dry grass, damp flooded grass appeared. Adjutant shook the grass heavily. "It is oil! It is completely wet with oil!" "Oil?!" Heather circled the eyes. I quickly pulled the reins and stopped the horse. Myers' soldiers, who followed, stopped pacing. Header turned his head and looked at the feet and ground of the soldiers. 'Ah.......' The two pupils trembled finely. The dry grass was turned upside down and the oiled wet grass stuck to the soldiers' legs. A cool aura stretched to the back of the neck. I could not tell from where to where the oiled grass was laid. "blood......." I tried to give an order to avoid. But before that, a sound that I did not want to hear was drowning in my ears. Sweeee! Sharp siege. Even if I did not look back, I could fully understand what it was. 'Fascia.' No, I did not think so. Burberry Burber! A flame sprang all over the place with a plosive sound. At the same time. Let's hear it! The grass on the floor, which was covered with oil, burned wildly. A flame burning like a band. It reminded me of a barrier of fire. The flaming fire burned Myers' soldiers with tremendous heat. "Ah, ah!" "Sa, help me!" "Boo, fire!" The soldiers were struggling with fireballs. 'Damn it. Heath Potter! It was water, not sweat! ' A lot of frightened expressions would have been acting too. Heather's face was visibly distorted. He quickly looked at the battlefield with his two eyes. The flames burned fiercely, but not all the soldiers were trapped in the flames. Fortunately, the front vestibule and the rearward Troop lagged against the desired oil field. Of course it was not safe. 'We must retreat before the flames are transferred.' Even the surviving soldiers had to pledge the following. Heather breathed deeply and lifted the hammer high. "Myers middle school! Back to the back ......." When the command came about. "Are you going to run away?" A loud voice pierced his ears. Header looked at his face and looked at the direction in which he heard the voice. "Yes, yes, you are ......!" I was separated by myself. Where his gaze is heading. There was a man dressed in red red armor as flamy as the fire. Wargod Roan Lancephil. At last he appeared with a spear in front of the headers. "If you want to run away, go." A soft voice as if you were dealing with a child. "What, what!" Heather trembled all over his body. Anger extended to the head. Roan, on the other hand, looks gentle and gentle. "I do not intend to kill a coward." Scary to end. "this guy!" Heather rattled and ran toward Roan. Two big hammers flew toward Roan's head. Roan tugged his toes with his toes and waved Travias' Spear lightly. The worms turned and the spear broke the wind. It is not! The fireworks burst with a heavy chest. "Ugh!" It was Heather who stepped backward with the penetration. "I am the Heather Myers, called Empire's Bear, He shook his head with the impression that he could not believe it. I knew that Roan would be called Wargod, but I thought it was a rumor arising from the delusions of small people. 'I was going to show the power of the real power, I was confident. I thought I could break Roan's head in just one day. But at a fraction of the price, the gold gushed to the firm confidence. My hands trembled. My head felt red. At that time Roan 's soft voice came through the wind. "You made two big mistakes." At the end, Heather looked up at Roan. I had a look on my face that was what I was talking about. Roan waved Travias' Spear with a slight twist. "The first mistake I thought was the Lancephil Fief Army was all my strength." "What is it ...?" Heather frowned. Of course, I knew that there were some noble forces who were sympathetic to Roan. But the only real threat was the Lancephil Fief Army. Roan pointed to the flames passing by the spear. "The ropes, the fence and the oiled grass are not prepared by our Lancephil Fief Army, because we had no time to prepare it." Heard nodded his head without notice. It was obvious. Roan and Lancephil Fief Army arrived only half a day ago. 'And they have never been informed that they are preparing this trap.' Therefore, even a simple trap was caught in helplessness and caused great damage. Roan smiled faintly at Heather in distress. "The people who created the various pitfalls are the residents of the nearby Fief." "Ah......." The header had a low elasticity. Roan's mouth smiled more and more. "They made us stronger." It was true. Roan was actively accepting their help after confirming the support of the Kingdom peoples in Hocken. The Lancephil Fief Army can literally focus on combat and war. It was the moment when Kanggun was regained once again as a stronger army. Roan moved the spear to point to the header. "Your second mistake is ......." I had a good voice but I felt a strangely intense pressure. "I still underestimate my skills." I had a blurred smile again on my mouth. Clay had recently updated his assessment of Roan as the Lancephil Fief Army quickly took over the southern part of the Rinse Kingdom. Something that caught my attention somewhat. Nevertheless, Clay and the commanders of the Rinse Liberation Army still underestimated Roan. That misjudgment is the result of now. In the beginning, heather Meyers was not Roan's opponent. Heather snatched his breath and stroked his nose. "You are so excited about Jozal." I'm pushing the momentum. I wanted to keep my pride as soon as I died. "Why dare you tell me this?" He was the enemy's commander. Roan's words were not a secret, but there was nothing good to get into Clay's ear. At that point, Roan shook the spear gently. "Anyway, you will die here now." A confident voice. It was Roan's judgment and declaration. "You look so funny to me." Header grasped it and lifted up two hammers. Roan looked at him quietly and whispered in a small voice. "Tell me, I will listen." Suddenly, he frowned. "what?" A short story. The answer was also very short. "Your last words." At the moment, Heather's face was distorted. "upstart!" Hyeong - tong filled with life rang the battlefield. Roan smiled and shook his head. "It's sad, is not it?" Disgusting! Travias' Spear followed the sword and flames. At the same time, the spear sliced ​​into a space. "die!" Heather spits out his hat and wields a hammer. Kwang! With the roar, the fire spewed in every direction. Smoke faded between the two. After a while, the smoke was scattered and Roan and Heather appeared. Roan was still smiling and gentle. Travias' Spear was also emitting a black and red flame. Heather, on the other hand, looks half-hearted. Besides, the big hammer head was holding only a thin handle to where it went. then. Spot! With a creep, the dark red flames skyrocketed from the left shoulder of his head to his right side. The flames spread a little bit and I started to swallow headers. Header muttered in a vain voice in the pain that his body melted away. "Damn it......." That was the end. Finally, the dark red flames picked up Header's head and made him a handful of lye. Roan looked at him and looked around and turned his wrist to capture Travias' Spear. "phew." A short breath came out of my lips. "Damn it ......." The last word Heather left in the world. "I'd rather be a cheeky guy." A soft voice swung the battlefield in the wind. There was a flaming fire around Roan.