130 Titan Kojacs 4yr

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It was an unbearably hot summer; even the wind blowing on their faces was mixed with air as hot as fire. The soldiers were all sweaty in their heavy armors, appearing as though they had just climbed out from a river. But they couldn't take off their heavy armors, for they were soldiers, not bandits; soldiers had disciplines. On the contrary, they had to wear more to protect their skin from being burned by their armor which was being heated by the sun.
Reg became anxious when he noticed more and more soldiers falling due to heat stroke. Yesterday, Ronning suddenly suggested for him to lead the main force westward. Ronning himself planned to stay in Nuremberg with two cavalry brigades, and would rendezvous with Reg at least three days later. Although Guevara went with Reg, Reg couldn't ask for his help all the time. Now, he had to make his own decision.
"Young Marshal, we can't march forward anymore," a knight whispered into Reg's ears. "Otherwise, all the soldiers will fall from this