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Albrecht turns his head. Looking at the battlefield, there were about a hundred dead bodies lying at the center of the right-hand side. Mostly dead bodies of enemies. When the enemies retreated, they had to chase down a large number of casualties. The retreat trumpet blows and leaves them unable to pursue.
It's time to break the enemy's left-handed advance and wrap the right-hand side around the center. A few more would have done irreversible damage. Then why the hell did you blow the Retreat Trumpet? Albrecht rises in annoyance.
After all, the young king's army stood on the battlefield, so the first battle was won. Friends' horns weren't actually meant to retreat, they were more like no chase.
The soldiers look back at Albrecht with admiration and fear. Then a soldier shouted somewhere.
“Knight King!”
Then some of the other soldiers followed, shouting all of a sudden.
“Knight King! Knight King! ”
Albrecht grabs the knight monarch and walks confidently to Zigmunt, holding the axe-head sack in one hand. The knights follow Albrecht.
I approached Zigmunt to ask him why he blew the retreat trumpet, and I saw our left side. And Albrecht was surprised. Our left is as fucked up as the enemy's left.
“Randolph, take the knights to the garrison. Rest. I will look to our left. ”
“Yes, Master. ”
As he hurries past the center, Zigmunt and his corpses look at him.
Even the relaxed Sigmund looked at Albrecht with an unbelievable look on his face, and the corpses looked together in awe, fear, vigilance, and a monstrous look.
You notice a crowd in the back of the left wing. As Albrecht steps down from Schwarz, people make their way.
You see Otto lying on the floor, bleeding from his mouth. Adelmar wept and supported him. The armor was peeled off and there were serious cuts and wounds all over the body. The doctor bandages himself with a cloth and first aid, but it doesn't look like it.
Albrecht approaches and bends his knee to look at him. Otto turns his head to look at Albrecht and speaks with difficulty.
"I'm sorry," he said. Cough. ”
Albrecht glances at Otto and looks at the doctor. The doctor shakes his head. Otto smiled and said.
“Hehe. At least, on the battlefield, I'm glad to be dead." Cough. ”
Albrecht had nothing to say. What do you say? Otto squeezes the last of his strength.
“Uh, little king, please, please. Promise me, promise me, will you? ”
As Otto speaks, the corpses around him all look at Albrecht's mouth. Here, the political plaque changes with Albrecht's answer.
Albrecht's thoughts rush past his head. The image of the immature young king, the mother of the king surrounding him, the powerful Zigmunt, and Otto dying before his eyes.
Albrecht doesn't even know what he's talking about, but his mouth just frowns.
“I'm sorry.”
Suddenly, Otto smiled.
“I'll lie, I'll live. Cough.”
Otto breathes his last. I looked up at the sky with a weak head. When I looked at the sky half closed, there was no life in my eyes. Several Otto's corpses, surrounded by feeble and feeble Adelmar, shed tears.
Albrecht simply gets up dazed and turns his feet to the Turbulence Garrison. Am I close with Otto? Do you have the courage to protect him? That's not true.
It was a different feeling from the guilt I felt when I left Diego behind because of my lack. Suddenly, when I met him for the first time, I remembered his empathy for Erik.
Albrecht was attracted to good hearts and pure people who were not fit for this era, and Otto was one of them.
I walked into the encampment and people came to me and said, "Knight King! Knight King! 'It sounded like something to eat from afar.
I covered my whole body in blood, and my axe bled out. As you approach your tent, Randolph approaches. He was covered in blood almost entirely.
“Master, is something wrong? ”
Albrecht simply shakes his head.
“Blood, you have to wash first. I got water. ”
Albrecht nods.
Randolph is certain something has happened to his master. I just came quietly and grabbed the axe. Albrecht entered the tent and took off his armor without saying a word again. I wet the towel and wiped off the blood on my face and body.
Albrecht suddenly noticed Randolph like that. Then the sound around him began to sound clear. I smiled and said.
“That's enough, it's disgusting. I'll do it. ”
Randolph finds himself smiling at his master and relieves himself a little. He smiled before leaving the tent.
“Master, if you win this war, tell me your age. ”
Albrecht is full, but he's definitely feeling better.
“Haha, yes. ”
As Randolph leaves, Albrecht feels bitter again. Yeah, you're just here to fight for the Wittenheims. That's all you have to do. Anything more than that is not your concern. I tried so hard.
The next day, Albrecht attended a mission meeting. This time, I was seated right in front of Zigmund. Those without territory took the right-hand side and sat at the top of their seat, but none of the lords vomited.
As the new commander on the left, Adelmar was on the net, but was able to cope emotionally, so he was assigned one of Zigmunt's cadets.
The meeting was to reorganize the rest of the troops. We've got about 60 casualties. It was mostly left-wing numbers. Among Albrecht's leading knights, four were killed and two were incapacitated. The majority of casualties appear to have occurred during the first collision.
The left and right wing agreed to be placed in the same proportion. While it is common practice to drive troops to the right, Albrecht sees the power of the Albrecht and considers that Zigmunt does not need to drive troops other than the Knights. Albrecht accepted.
And then there was the story of the bannerman. Zigmunt said.
“The bannerman is Manfred von Banhenheim. Banhenheim is famous for his family's championship. ”
‘Banhenheim. Tough break. I'm sick of it.’
From Michael to Ludwig, to Manfred this week. He came to the center and thought he was particularly involved with the Banhenheim family.
The Lord in charge of the left wing said: I'm nervous because I think I need to deal with it.
“W-where did you get the body armor? ”
“I don't know. There was no surveillance. I think he came in with his armor and wore it the day of the battle. ”
Albrecht hears from a knight who leads him that the body armor of this age is worth almost a penny. But in reality, it had more than one value. It was because I could not save him even if I wanted to.
It was because the king of the western kingdom of Veles gave one territory and lived there long ago.
Rumor has it Dwarves don't make things for money or money. They sometimes make special things for friends they recognize.
There were only a few across the entire North continent, and the knights were almost invincible about spear knives.
“Send me to the left. I'll smash you to pieces, like a mechanic or a tin can. ”
Albrecht shakes his head as he glows and speaks.
“I admire your skill. No, it's far beyond my wildest dreams. But if one falls into a stalemate, we lose. We're still outnumbered. Take the right.”
Albrecht thinks he can defeat him, but Siegmund's judgment as a general commander cannot be overturned. Nevertheless, Albrecht's mind was troubled that he could not win the war.
After the meeting, Albrecht and Randolph head to the soldiers' barracks, where the prisoners are seen in the middle of a civilian tent.
Of course, there was no such thing as human rights, but it was unspeakable. Several prisoners were almost naked, wearing a frame that tied their wrists and necks at the same time. A chain tied to an ankle is tied to the post so you can't escape. You sit down together and bow your head.
All kinds of rotten food and impurities were buried all over my face and body, and there was no place to settle for being beaten up.
Albrecht reached out to Randolph for an axe and broke the frame and broke the chain. They are already exhausted, but look up at Albrecht with their helpless eyes.
Albrecht's sheep are already being watched by people. Then a soldier rushes over the crowd and says,
“Commander...... how......”
The soldier who manages the prisoners was just confused about how to accept the situation itself. Albrecht didn't want to get any understanding.
“Fighting bravely on the battlefield is one thing, and torturing those who cannot resist is another. This is dishonorable. Bring me something to wear right now. ”
Whose orders are they to leave without understanding the soldiers? How dare they disobey? I quickly went to get my clothes.
Albrecht told one of the girls watching.
“Just get me a glass of water. ”
She went to her tent nearby and left a jar of water in the canteen. Albrecht takes it and hands it over to the prisoner.
The prisoner takes it with a trembling hand and looks at Albrecht alternately.
“You may drink it. ”
The prisoner drank heavily. And I gave it to the person next to me, and I drank it all quickly. Albrecht asked me to bring back water. And let the remaining prisoners drink water.
A soldier brought clothes to Albrecht and Albrecht gave them back to the prisoners.
“Get dressed. I will set you free. I'll show you out of my encampment. ”
There were crowds of people around me watching. They did not understand Albrecht's behavior, but were feeling a peculiar impression in their hearts.
Albrecht leaves the garrison with the prisoners. The soldiers guarding the entrance look confused and have no choice but to clear the way. Since the first battle, Albrecht has been untouchable to soldiers and knights.
I went outside and looked at the battlefield, and most of the corpses lay bare. The soldiers had all the equipment.
“Now go where you want to go. You are free to return to King Leopold and fight against us again, and you are free to return home and live with your family. Go. You've done enough. ”
The prisoners wept because of something overwhelming, even though they did not fully understand the situation. I bowed down and thanked him for not speaking. They ran somewhere.
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