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

Khhhhhhhhhhhh!

Maximilian blocked his ears and rotated the ring.

But even though he was prepared in advance, he could not avoid it as much as the instantaneous loss of consciousness.

"Whoops."

I drowned in a shaking breath.

When the stranded mana started spinning again, the blurred vision returned to normal.

"Ah..."

I groaned.

Abi Gyu-hwan was open before his eyes.

Soldiers of the infantry fell on the ground with their spears thrown out and their heads wrapped around them.

Archers of the Archery who play with an incomprehensible blur.

It was like coming to the end of the world.

The battle hasn't even started yet.

I heard the sound of the book one step late.

The Orcs have begun their march beyond the river. However, none of the fully fledged allies were prepared to fight with swords and spears fixed.

At least those who stood intact chose to flee rather than fight.

"Everybody get up..."

A noble herd of light holds the sword high, and the lion shouts at the soldiers. But before the gloomy roar came to an end, a red thunderbolt came down from the sky.

"Hut!"

The healed Silver Lion hurriedly scatters its radiance. Red lightning and blue flashes hit in the air.

Bang, a loud knight rolls out to the floor with a heavy thunder.

"This is..."

The look on the old man's face that caused him to wake up late was pale.

There was a huge window in his place until just now.

Chuck.

The owner of the spear, who appeared one step late, grabbed the spear.

It was a dark green giant, Warlord.

Warlord looks down at the gifted lion with an arrogant face.

Maximilian, who was watching him from afar, groaned.

Why didn't he follow right after Winter Castle's troops retreat?

Why you've been on the battlefield so late.

I realized the moment I saw why he only joined the battle today.

Below his left shoulder, I can't see what to do. He's got his left arm cut off clean.

For the condition is like that, so I have seen the liver without feeling like it.

But losing one arm didn't make things any better.

The wounded beast does not reveal himself, yet he reveals himself.

That's how confident I am.

He seems to have decided it's all a soup to put a silver lion in his mouth. It's not just cool soup, it's enough to spread it with one hand.

Unfortunately, his judgment did not seem wrong.

Clearly Earl Richter Richtein was a strong man. His sword blade told me that the reputation of the Silver Lion was not a lie.

But that was not enough.

An old knight steps into his window. Whenever you hit a red speculator, the radiance of the AuroraBlade flickers.

I thought it was possible to make time, but it was also a mistake.

Maximilian freezes.

You survived fighting monsters like that?

I'm bloody and I'm looking at a gifted lion against Warlord, and someone grabs my shoulder.

I turned my head and there was your servant.

"The defensive ship has already collapsed. We need to step back and promote the future. "

Maximilian reacted strongly.

"If you can't stop a bridge with your own army, would it be different somewhere else! No retreat! "

"The nobles seem to have different thoughts than you. "

At that time, a thick voice came in.

Bernardo Eli draws Cepil's horse to the chase.

"Look. The nobles are already out. "

The Maximilian looks at the hill from a distance.

"Ah..."

The flag is a butterfly, but half of its owners are missing somewhere. And the rest of them were rotting as if they were leaving their seats immediately.

"Have you seen such authors as pigs with no honor or pride! "

Maximilian grinds his teeth. The gentle man was rarely as excited as he was.

"Now is not the time to be angry. "

Arwen calmly persuaded him.

"Now we have to chase down the soldiers. "

"And bear in mind the retreat. "

Bernardo Eli howls by your side.

Maximilian burst into labor.

"Double Winter Castle! The number of soldiers gathered here! Still, should I run away again! "

He cried out in a loud voice.

"The Archbishop and brother led half the knights across the middle of 14,000 Orcs! But why are they just watching? "

Scaredly speaking, the Eunuch rolls to the floor after getting hit by a Warlord's spear. Knights hurriedly retreated. No one seemed willing to fight with the lions.

After stepping on the sword, the knight again darkened.

But I was nothing but a worthless valverdun. With a spear full of red speculation, the orrablade breaks like glass.

"Ugh!"

The Blood Choked Gift Lion stumbles and raises his sword again.

Warlord takes a big step. Eun Lion withdrew from the dance floor. He didn't let go of the black belt, but he already lost his speculation.

A laborer who had retreated for a long time looked behind his back. The infantrymen, who had not regained consciousness, were still sitting on the throne.

The old man stops walking and grabs the sword with both hands. But what came to his face was his responsibility as a nobleman, not as a fighter or a foreman.

"Why are you all so helpless? "

Maximilian, who saw it, lamented loudly.

"Why am I incompetent here? "

Maximilian rose from his seat. Then I took out the sword instead of riding on the horse.

"When this place collapses, the kingdom collapses. I will never retreat..."

I heard sharp noises before I even opened my eyes.

Beep beep!

After turning his head along the noise, he saw something crossing the river.

Tuck.

Something fell across the river. The Maximilian knew it was a specially crafted arrow.

Maximilian turns his head.

It was a hill by the river where the archers were deployed.

Several archers in black hawk tunics were pulling the protest with fewer shakes.

Beep, beep, beep!

Beep beep!

The moment they protested, a sharp noise came again.

It's like a hawk howling for a long time.

The roar that gave the architects of Branburg the name of the iron machete was a distinctive noise.

At first, the sound of crying, which was only two or three, was blown in dozens of instants.

"Brothers, traffickers! Pull the protest! Shoot! "

The Iron Bow Soldier's commander cries out in a split voice. Dozens of crying children were released from protest at the time.

Beep, beep, beep!

A hawk roars throughout the battlefield.

Soldiers who were halfway mad at Warlord's roar awaken.

Half of the infantrymen fled, scared to death. The left soldiers hurriedly pick up their spears and shields.

"Those who fight, come forward and get in line! "

Maximilian shouts, full of Mana. The soldiers who lost their way to the gloomy roar rushed out in a row.

At that time, I heard a horse hoof shaking my axle somewhere.

A hundred British Cavalry soldiers who thought they had escaped were running along the river, bypassing the ranks of the tangled soldiers in chaos.

"In front of the Red Cross Knights! "

In time, the knights in red armor rushed forward and climbed on the bridge. Even if he died, he was meant to die on the bridge.

"Half the Red Shard Knights! Half helps Count Richtein! "

Knights rush towards Warlord.

"Sire! We are here! "

A late commander and a remnant of the Central Army surrounded Maximilian. Next to him were the lords of central France, including Count Branburg.

"I thought you ran away. "

In Maximilian's words, the lords stood firm.

"My territory is two days from here. Where would you go if you ran away? "

As a result, all the remaining lords are located adjacent to the defensive ship.

Half the soldiers fled. The remaining soldiers were only a little over a platoon.

The capital of the remaining lords was only half.

The power was halfway through, but the speculation doubled.

But the situation was too bad to overcome by speculation alone.

The Red Shard Knights, who were blocking the bridge, were being pushed backwards in awkward lengths. Knights are trampled by orcs running like angry bulls.

Archers and archers of the Iron Bow Soldier blew elongated flesh at the Orcs on the bridge, but the effect was minimal.

Eventually, the leg was pierced instantly.

The cavalry rushes and tramples the oaks that have escaped the bridge. However, in exchange for overmanoeuvring in a narrow space, the horsemen quickly lost their rush and stopped. The Orcs slap the horses and mislead the riders.

The infantrymen were not fully armed with dust yet, and it was impossible to deal with the Orcs with the soldiers of the Central Army alone.

The number of Orcs crossing the bridge continues to increase.

The Warlord hypothetically began to slaughter the knights.

Knights caught in a spear with red spells rolled around the floor with blood loaf. In a moment, more than a dozen knights died.

The silver lions and knights were struggling with the Warlord in their own way, and the dust-stricken soldiers were also fighting with the Orcs.

It was an endless struggle.

Maximilian jumps into that mess. Arwen followed without hesitation.

"You're looking for a place just as dangerous as your brother or sister. "

Bernardo bursts into the battlefield.

How many Orcs did you fight?

Now there are less than 1,000 troops left, and the Orcs are still more than a thousand. Warlord was also rebuilt.

"Your Majesty! No more danger! We need to get out of here! "

The commander shouted in a rush.

"If you do not listen, you will be forced to serve! "

The two knights approached and grabbed Maximilian's arms. Maximilian was puzzled, but couldn't get out of the hands of the powerful knights.

If Maximilian is going to get dragged out like that,

Buoooooooo.

I heard a horn somewhere.

Boo-hoo, boo-hoo.

Bernardo was the first to react in an unfamiliar tone.

"Damn it! I'll be here a little early to come! "

The next thing I heard was Maximilian.

"The reinforcements are here! "

Once again, the sound of the horn echoes scarcely before the end of the horse.

Buoooooooo.

The sound was getting closer. And at some point, instead of the sound of the horns, the screams of the oaks began to come.

At first, a scream heard from a distance across the river reached the middle of a new bridge.

The Orcs are pushed out of the bridge.

In the meantime, a green cloak was scattered. Elf inspectors.

Elf inspectors have sworn. Fivora is working and the Orcs are out of the best.

The elves who dropped the Orcs into the river,

Jubbuck, Jubbuck.

In the meantime, the boy with the sword stretched out.

"Brother! Brother! "

The two princes who saw the boy smiled brightly.

The lords reflexively turned their heads along the eyes of the two princes.

If the younger brother of the Leonberger family called him brother, they were familiar with him.

The royal troublemaker, the helpless wreck.

I've seen his face before.

Nevertheless, they did not recognize him instantly.

Boys were so different from the extinctions they knew.

"Brother!"

If the two princes had not continued to call their names bitterly, they would not have recognized the one prince to the end.

"Brother!"

The prince did not even turn his head to the voice of my brother Ata.

I just took a step somewhere without a rest.

It was a very strange picture for the lords, and it was an unrealistic sight.

The elves gathered a band of silver and danced.

The boy walks on blood like a red flower scream.

The roar of the handset never ceases.

Only the boy's surroundings are quiet.

The King of the Dark Green Clan took the spear.

I look back at the boy.

Finally he came before the king, and the boy said,

"Thank goodness. I left half my homework. "

The other half was his.

"We finally met. "

The boy laughed.

Warlord, looking at that mighty monster.