Behind The Castle's

**WAR HAS COME III**

Under the darkness of the night sky, within the gusts pierced the night wind, under the swift torrent of rainwater. The arrows continued to fly and dart along with the water that flushed the enemy. Victoria continued to observe and judge in her composure, many enemy troops were downed and it was clear if their neat ranks were already in disarray and disarray but, it was not enough. The enemy is too much and too much

"About how much of a difference our team and theirs are Carl?"

Carl seemed to think for a moment and answered with certainty

"About three times more than ours, Your Majesty"

Victoria took a deep breath and continued to observe the enemy that kept falling because of the arrows. Until finally the enemy who was surprised and seemed not ready earlier began to fortify their bodies with a shield. Ahh.. arrow will be useless and this is the time Victoria must turn the brain again, because the arrow that is attached will be wasted. He needs tactics, strategy and the right time, because if you rely on energy, obviously they have lost a lot even when they have not started everything. Victoria took a deep breath

"Stop Carl's arrow"

Carl nodded in agreement and immediately raised his fist upwards. A sign to stop the arrow attack.

The arrows from the closest sides of them began to subside and continued to subside to the farthest sides. The movement of the opponent began to be seen, those who could already get used to the situation would inevitably, and had to progress

"They're going to attack, Your Majesty"

Victoria's head nodded in agreement

"Take out Carl's sword force"

Carl immediately turned to the bell guard who kept two people there, one hand raised high, with his five fingers upright towering and quickly fell down

THE TANG!!!!

The bells were rung loudly once, signalling for the sword-wielding soldiers and knights to move quickly out of their hiding places, as well as to open the hiding gates that existed on many sides of the palace.

The sound of tunnel iron fences on the sides of the palace began to sound, they began to open all the gates. Friction of the door closing of the underground tunnel chamber began to open, the strongest troops were ejected. The sound of friction of the trees and the movement of the trees around the palace began. All the troops for the attack are ready.

"Groan!"

Victoria's orders led Carl to turn his head back to the bell and raise his hand back up, continuing to rise high for a long time and....

THE TANG! THE TANG! THE TANG!!

Three times the bells were instantly rang, giving a sign for them to have to immediately draw the sword and attack.

The war at point six, began....

The sound of shouting and the swipes of the sword full of vigor of the warriors who were ready to die to protect the future and the peace of their homes began to interlock

Trillions of rainwater continue to fall from the sky. The wind was getting stronger and piercing. The longitudinal flashes of light forming an unsymmetrical line filled the night sky. The sounds of lightning filled and accompanied the voices in the battle circle. The trees move strong. The calm ground was already shaking strongly because in the spirit of the fighters who continued to advance, advance, unstoppable and would not be afraid to die protecting the future. Their future, the future of their families, and the future of their grandchildren.

Victoria clutched firmly the beloved sword that was on her waist, her jaw tightly clenched, her eyes sharpened and glistened with firmness.

Carl continued to run from the front and rear of the tower to monitor the situation in the direction of the head and tail of the palace.

Minutes continued to pass, the puddles of rain increasingly carried a deep red color that continued to fly and flow, the bodies began to fall, the screams continued to reply to the swift sound of the sky water, and, the sound of the swords constantly crashing into the armor and slicing through the flesh continued to deafen the ears. Francia's gripping night was getting carried away by the strong gusts of the night wind.

"How long can we last Carl?"

With a little hunting breath because running forward and back, Carl immediately twisted his brain quickly.

"It won't be until sunrise, Your Majesty"

Victoria nodded once and her steps drew closer to the edge of the tower. And at that moment, someone immediately looked up, in the middle of the sky water, his two blue eyeballs were staring at Victoria. Victoria returned the gaze with a hand that had already re-locked gracefully in front of her stomach. Look back, Prince Marco.

Prince Marco stared fixedly at the palace tower to see who was the leader of the organized attack and the brutal attack that killed his troops. Marco's big smile rises. Although wearing a head covering and wrapped in a black coat to cover all his body, but he knew if the graceful movement and how to stand full of honor it belongs to whom.

While occasionally wiping his wet face and continuing to swing his sword, an amused gulp slid from his mouth

"Your sister is terrible Charlotte"

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The blood-stained sword shook strongly, the red color that smeared all over the sword instantly flew, which made the sword body again shiny brightly and re-entered into its sheath. Fredrick who had just taken off his heavy armor and had been wearing a special knight dress observed around, parajuritnya which was not too much only rested a few people, and was also severely injured. Fredrick counted his golden knights who of course were still complete, even they had already taken off their heavy iron clothes

"Lincont"

Lincont immediately sheathed back his sword and drew closer to Fredrick.

"Yes Your Majesty"

Lincont grinned

"Good Your Majesty"

Fredrick raised the head covering of his coat to ward off the water droplets that were blocking his vision, his eyes staring far ahead, far away

"Leave the wounded"

"Good Your Majesty"

Lincont immediately spoke to Keelft who was approaching one by one the lifeless bodies of the seven war generals on the ground, quickly swinging his sword at their necks.

Lincont's move approached the wounded soldiers and asked them to return, or the one who lost the horse could wait there.

Keelft began stuffing their 'remembrances' into large cloth bags and hanging them next to the horses.

Fredrick's step straight towards Panter who looks fine, Fredrick smiled thinly while stroking the head of his tough horse, until his legs moved up. All of his golden knights who still had horses were directly elbow riding on their horses, and who lost horses on the other boncengs.

"Come"

Fredrick's orders follow Panter's footwork, and they follow Fredrick to their next destination, a place that may be the most dangerous, the heart of the capital, the main house of Vancia, the Royal palace.

--000--

Jeremmy clucked in annoyance when he finally saw a newly arrived brown horse approaching him

"You're late"

Tomy just stood still and took off the cover of his head to look around. Again, lifeless bodies were scattered, like garbage that filled the ground. Both of his eyes squinted at the new Jeremmy horse on his ride. The big bag of bundles was hanging beside his horse. Jeremmy followed Tomy's line of sight

"Don't tell me you forgot your memento?

Tomy clucked while raising his head cover

"Where possible, I'll bring three"

Tomy began to pull the straps, which Jeremmy followed immediately

"I'm also three"

"Means Lucas's only two?"

Jeremmy chuckled amusedly as he continued to pull the reins

"He must be upset"

Tomy who was very stiff as usual, only kept silent as Jeremmy continued to chuckle amusedly

--000--

Lucas immediately threw away the origin of his armor, put on his shirt cover coat, and began to close his large cloth bag when he had just inserted two mementos. When he was ready, his face looked back

"Those who cannot continue to wait here, and who can still go straight to the palace"

"Where are you going to knight Lucas?"

Lucas moved straight to his horse

"To the Royal palace"

A soldier who asked immediately nodded in understanding and again turned his steps to bring the remaining troops to the main house of Francia.

Lucas' footsteps began to sound until his horse disappeared.

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