Sacred Chevalier

The war that broke out between the Holy Fersis Kingdom and the Turmakian Empire over the Kabachi Plains lasted for two hundred years. Among its long histories, the battle between 487 years of kingdom history and 202 years of empire history has historical significance in various ways. Even in one respect that "firearms" were used for the first time in history, they should be specifically noted in military history.

But from the perspective of romanticism, it was the year in which the great generals of contemporary times and the two young heroes who move their later history met on the same battlefield and were told in various stories in future generations.

The battle between the prestigious generals over the Kabachi Plains moved heavily on September 8. It was to the Imperial Army, which continued to withstand the Phalanx onslaught that lasted roughly a week, that we received word of supply and reinforcements. It goes without saying how cheerful and morale the Imperial Army generals, who had little food left and could not even withdraw before the fierce attacks of the enemy.

And it was the worst reward for the kingdom. Suddenly the enemy's morale exploded and he showed enough momentum to go on offense, so Faranx had to retreat the troops he was letting storm.

"General..."

"I know. Looks like reinforcements."

On horseback, on the basis of a squeaky Faranx, a report arrived. When he heard reports that voices such as "Two more days" and "Rice arrives," Faranx meditated.

In just a week, he had made great sacrifices to both the Royal Army and the Imperial Army. At the beginning of the war, the Faranx army stood at 48,500, but now the number of troops able to take part in the battle is down to 33,000. The dead, seriously wounded, were more than 15,000.

Meanwhile, the sacrifice of the Imperial Army was also significant. At the beginning of the war it was 33,000. But nowadays most of the cannons are destroyed, with the exception of soldiers for fortifications, there is only a little over 20,000 that can be fought. It was not only Austro's command that he was able to sustain the "Shield of the Phalanx" so painstakingly, but also because his children's captains and middle-level officers were excellent. But here, with the addition of more than 10,000 intact reinforcements, the force would have been antagonistic, and given the exhaustion of the soldiers, it would have been the same. In return for the reinforcements, it was also impossible for Austro to be convinced of the victory.

But still, Faranx laughed.

"Nhoof... the title" General "is not so light as giving up here and retreating from Assari. Two more days means, on the contrary, we have one more day of respite here."

Raise your fists and send a signal. Reorganize the remaining 33,000. Cannons have not been heard for a few days. As information suggests, he decided it was too series and broken, forming itself where the enemy arrows could not be reached, and staying at dusk.

Both sides, soldiers and horses were exhausted in the battle of the day. In such a sense of fatigue that he seemed to pass out, all who were in the land felt it. Tomorrow is the last showdown...

"Are you still going to do it!

"The opponent is Faranx. You won't let me win easily. But this is the last time."

The chiefs of the Austro also took their place. Austro had a slight chest pain. It is the continuous administration of drugs that I avoid, but I have been taking them for the past two weeks to put them away for a day. Because I needed the help of my partner, the Holy Knight (Paladin) Isis.

"Tomorrow morning, the Faranks will be launching their last total offense. If you run out of here, you win. Perhaps the Saint Knight Gladys will also come out. Isis, I asked you to!

"Ha!"

The blonde Saint Knight was also scratched in the battle of the day. Austro, who dropped off the hindsight of his Holy Knight, issued a decree to all the armies.

"Tomorrow is the last fight! Now give your body as much rest as you can! Spit out all the food, too!

"Are you okay? If I let you in tonight, it's the third day in a row, right?

Gratina Wackenheim, the Kingdom's mightiest saint, spoke to her husband worryingly. Drugs that encourage intercourse accumulate in the body by continuous administration, reducing the life expectancy of the user. But Walter smiled at his loving wife.

"I'm fine. Tonight will be the last time. No more drinking after tomorrow."

"But..."

"Don't drink now, when are you drinking? Winning this battle will be a devastating blow for the Empire. The war that lasted two hundred years may end."

Gratina had to nod. In the past week, two heroes have lost their lives in substance abuse. Even the rear medical unit had a fallen out.

I saw my own arm. Yesterday's wound is gone. It's caused by healing magic, but for that reason, backward waiting heroes are reducing their lifespan. All those sacrifices were dedicated to ending this war.

"When this battle is over, let's take it slow in the rune"

You can't be tired, but you make me smile worried. My wife felt unbroken happiness at such kindness from her husband.

Early on the morning of Sept. 9, the battle between the famous generals over the Kabachi Plains reached its final stage. Thirty-three thousand of the Royal Army, led by Bergard Faranx, was not a corrugated attack like before, but an operation that would strike in all armies.

"The enemy is laying a formation of △ shapes to avoid wear and tear anyway and consolidate their protection. But in terms of the number of soldiers, this is the top one. Then the siege will be destroyed."

What Faranx had in mind was the so-called "crane wing formation". Having seen the movement, Austro gave instructions to the Saint Knight Isis.

"Isis, you go to the head of the line. Those formations will attack to envelop this one. Faranx, who is in the Chinese Army, bumps into each other first. Your opponent should be there."

The drum sounded and the flag was raised; 33,000 people rush in unison. A sounding like a ground beep echoed on the plain. Beautiful blonde Saint Knight takes the lead in formation. A pale eye reflects an imminent enemy army. In it, I found a brown-skinned woman with silver hair.

"Icy suck!"

"Come on! Wackenheim!"

With the clashes between the two armies, the two swords scattered sparks.

"Kite, I had a dream. General Faranx dreams of losing......"

When I heard that from Sasha, I initially thought it was "just a dream". But Sasha's expression is serious and he's starting to write on paper and talk about the situation in detail.

"Austro will consolidate his defense with △ formation against General Faranx in an attempt to destroy the siege, or..."

"Yeah. Mr. Gratina was fighting a blonde."

Waking up the pawn for the soldier chess exercise on paper, Kate put her hand on her chin. Sasha's story was as detailed as if she had seen it. The Royal Army has more strength, roughly 1.5 times the difference. The formation was sensible, too, and I didn't think there was an element to lose.

"Now General Faranx loses? Even me, if there's a difference in power, think about Operation Siege?

But Sasha shook her head and prepared a new pawn. I put that diagonally behind the Faranx army.

"... attacked from behind and lost"

Kate made her eyes look bad. Put your hands on your desk and stare at the pawn under your eyes. Squirting about bumps and something.

"This formation is suitable for annihilation, but it is difficult to cope with new changes. But the Phalanx Army. No, depending on the size of the army behind you, any army if it's pinched..."

Eventually, Kate exhaled and took her hand off the desk. This is a "dream". It doesn't necessarily actually happen that way. I stroked Sasha's head with an anxious look on her face.

"Leave this story here alone. Especially not to Elsa."

"Yeah."

The young beautiful girl nodded. It was about September 7th (...).

That battle, which began in the morning, was a tragic one washing blood with blood. The Faranx army has already cut 30,000. But there were achievements that were only commensurate with the sacrifice. The Imperial Army, which consolidated its protection to the bees, was slowly beginning to be pushed.

"Ku... come this far..."

Austro's fist trembled. There, even worse news arrived.

"Your Highness, the Holy Knight..."

Isis was carried on a stretcher. He has been slashed from his left shoulder. White skin was tainted by red and black blood. Austro jumped off his horse and ran over to his own partner.

"Your Highness... I'm sorry"

"Stop talking! Give me an allowance right away!

When I dropped off my own holy knight to be transported, I checked with my doctor to see how the wound was. I was ready for the worst, but the doctor nodded and smiled a little.

"Isis has a lot of luck. It looks terrible, but it hasn't even reached the gut. Just make sure you get a good allowance."

"Right. Good......"

Luck to the goddess, Austro once again faced the enemy in front of him.

Welcome your wounded beloved wife, who has lived on the battlefield for nearly twenty years, but is not something you'll ever get used to. But the wound was a wound of honour. It was victory over Isis Ellenskaya, the enemy's holy knight. But Gratina shook her head.

"I didn't kill him. Shortly before putting in his last blow, Isis seemed to have slipped his leg, disfigured. The slaughter went in, but I just slashed the meat. It hasn't even reached the bone."

"But in this battle, you won't be able to leave anymore. I fulfilled my duties as a holy knight. Get some rest."

"Do you think we can win?

In an inquiry from his wife, his husband grinned.

"Oh, you can win"

It was after noon. In the midst of the fierce war, an emergency report arrived at Faranx.

"I say. A new enemy has emerged from the rear! That number, roughly three thousand!

It was a separate task force led by Leopold Schweik. Originally it was a force to build a fort on the south bank of the Arce River, but if we lost this battle, we decided there was no point in a fort or anything else, and we were turning around to shoot Farranks in the back. Not to be noticed by their opponents, they once went downstream of the Arce River, from which they re-landed and circled around.

"General, the enemy is three thousand. This place divides the army..."

To the voice of the tabernacle, Faranx shook his head. This formation is a V-shaped formation that surrounds the opponent. Every unit has its enemies in front of it. Getting out of there is not easy.

I looked up into the sky unexpectedly. Withdrawal in front of an unknown weapon was a strategic decision. But this retreat is a complete "loss". With more troops and more than enough stations to defeat the enemy, it is important to note that we were unable to defeat them. It was nothing but a "loss".

"… withdraw sequentially from the edges of both wings. Instead of lowering linearly in retreat, let it fall obliquely back so that it hides on the back of your allies. This is the last time the Chinese will leave."

Copper and several colored flags are given instructions. The V-shaped formation began to withdraw neatly from both wings, as if they were to be folded. On the other hand, the central army keeps attacking only. And when I saw the fit, Faranx's immediate troops withdrew as well. Few sacrificial sacrifices were made.

"Your Highness..."

Partina, the chief of the Tabernacle, was staring at the retreating Royal Army with a feeling of infinity. In a streak of fierce battles, the Tabernacles were exhausted. The soldiers were staring at the retreating Royal Army. You're relieved you don't have to fight anymore, and those who fall back continue to do so.

The attack of the Royal Army over the course of a week was extremely intense, and there were days when we could not even be temporarily caught off guard. All the cannons were useless and I just had to keep on withstanding even. He was also anxious about the barracks and managed to withstand them, even though they were shredded with jirries.

The Admiral, wrapped in silver armor, muttered quietly on the horse.

"It's brilliant. Retreat neatly and the signs are as if they were loose. If you want to chase or something, you'll instantly get a counterattack. But... it was as dangerous as treading the thin ice of Lake Holloy, but you managed to tread."

"So..."

"Ah. Well fought, everyone! This battle is a victory for our empire!

Austro yelled out loud and shook his fist up towards heaven. In the middle of the Kabachi Plains, the cheers of the Imperial Army echoed.

"I'm anxious... I thought I'd never see my dad again..."

Usually a beautiful girl with twinkly red hair cries tears at the end of her eyes. I wiped her tears with my thumb and hugged her.

"I'm fine. General Faranx will not die."

"Really? Aren't you lying?

Kate nodded as she stroked her bright red hair. Elsa was shaking her shoulders. There is a very delicate and weak part to the inside, even if you are showing a mind-blowing bare gesture. That was also the attraction.

"Honestly, I don't know where the battle is. But that's all I can say. General Faranx will not die. You don't die, you don't die."

Grab Elsa's shoulder and stare at each other. To Elsa leaning her neck, Kate explained.

"Even if we lose on the Kabachi Plains, we still have the Great Fortress of Varihardt. It's the people who decide to fight. Besides General Faranx, who can protect the fortress? The general understands that, too. That's why I won't die. You can't die to protect your kingdom."

"I don't like my dad losing...... but I don't like it any more when he dies!

"The General will definitely return to the Fortress of Varihardt. We'll see each other again. So Elsa can wait in peace."

That's what I said, hugging him again, crawling his tongue on his neck muscle. I haven't had a hot tub yet, so it tastes slightly salty.

"Hmm? No... after I take a bath..."

"When I saw what was adorable about Elsa, I had a sudden tantrum. I'll make you feel better."

"Yeah. I'm... anxious, I feel good enough to disappear"

Overlap lips. The two went straight into the bedroom to hang together.

Elsa's crawling four times on the bunk. He's on his knees, lifting his ass, exposing it to kite. Only one piece of white underwear hides an important part. As Kate instructed, the front and back are V-shaped and tied at the waist area. It is a silk underwear specializing in clothing in Wangdu. The breaking price of a single piece of gold coin in a single outfit, but it was a really dirty underwear that inspired a stallion.

"Ugh, embarrassing..."

Are you ashamed of being seen, Elsa moves with Mozimozi? But that, in turn, stimulates Kite's inferiority. My ass is shaking and it looks like he wants me to eat fast.

"Beautiful. It looks delicious."

I stroke my ass off my white, healthy thighs. Rub your ass slowly with both hands as you go. Enjoy the smooth white skin and soft butt flesh elasticity that sucks on your hands. Spread left and right with the guy, the area covered with a thin cloth can be seen securely. Because it was already wet, the wareme area rose up crisply.

"Looks delicious..."

I lick my tongue and suck it on a thin cloth. I sipped honey over the cloth as I stroked my ass.

"No... no, sip..."

With that said, I'm going to push my ass. Elsa's desire is heightened by being abused. Ask for it yourself, even though you hate it. So I'll abuse you firmly.

"You hate Elsa. So wet......"

"Ugh, no. It's because Kite hates it..."

Shake your head reluctantly. But that's nothing more than a "more abusive" signal.

"Elsa would be happy to do this, wouldn't she?

Grab your underwear and lift it up glitchy. A thin cloth eats into the wareme and stimulates an important part.

"Hiuuuu..."

Listening to Elsa whisper, she cheeked on her stripped bright white ass and sweetly chewed the flesh. Put on a tooth shape and engrave a sign that this wax is your thing.

Potatoes and honey drip, wet to the thighs. Elsa, breathing on her shoulders, has turned to the look of lust.

"Please. Already... Already..."

Usually I abuse you even more from here, but you were fascinated by Elsa's cuteness until earlier, and Kate herself couldn't stand the flames of desire.

"I can't stand it either. They'll feed you Elsa."

Untie your hips. Slowly remove the white cloth. The devoured part was wound with a thread pulled. The garden reveals a wonderful scent. Because it was irritating, the female core had already turned red and was cracking.

"Hurry up..."

I'll lift my butt even more and push it. When I lifted the roll to the entrance to the garden, I pierced it all at once.

"Hin!

Raise your voice with joy. Reach the bottom with the tips. But not immediately. Enjoy the tweezers. It's comfortable enough to stay like this, but just doing what we have here turns it into a great flavor.

Pan.

The sound of beating the meat rang. Tappy and greasy, he slapped his white, soft ass gently. That only keeps me busy. Punch again. Elsa's back moves bickly.

"No... slap your butt..."

Pan.

Glad to hear it. After several beats, the white skin turns red and the swelling becomes wonderful. I start eating it when it brings out enough flavor.

"Hit me in the butt... I'm happy for you"

I blame myself, whispering. That's how I lust even more. That was Elsa's sexuality. Moving his hips roughly, from time to time, I slap him. Each time I scream happily.

"I knew Elsa was a pervert who'd be happy to have his ass slapped."

"No, no... I'm not a pervert..."

It's not that I should just abuse you. I'll accept you, including those fallen parts.

"It's okay, Elsa. I like you when you get your ass slapped and you're happy, okay?

"Really? You're a pervert, but you don't hate me?

Punch again. And gently move your hips and hug them from behind.

"Oh, it's just me, Elsa. I'll always be adorable like this."

"Yeah... he's adorable. Full of..."

From here on out, I don't slap my ass anymore. Just devours even flesh. Grab a thinly bracketed hips and stick out with your pants. Eventually the feeling of ejaculation creeps up.

"Let it out!

"Let me out! Full, inside. No, no, no!

The moment I was inserted the last punch, I shuddered documlessly. They eject hot lava and soil the inside of it. Burned in the womb, Elsa also gave a grand scream of joy. Tight and tight, the chin tries to suck it out without leaving a drop. Kite doesn't move, and leaves it to the whiskers. It pours in with dokudoku and fills the uterus.

Elsa walked into the bedroom and looked happy. It is a blissful expression after disturbing red hair, trembling with joy and peaking. Watching that makes my chest and groin hot. I want to see more. Desire to be more slutty.

"I haven't eaten yet. Now, should I get a cite with my mouth?

Pulling through the roll, a gopo of white lava blew out. "Mm-hmm," shook Elsa, waking her up. He gripped a roll with no fading hardness at all and opened his mouth.

It was then four days later that the whereabouts of the battlefield in the Kabachi Plains were brought to the King's capital...