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If the Anglia army had struck the enemy when Albrecht attacked, it would have won a great victory, but it was able to move forward in a sudden situation because it had stumbled into the stake.
The enemy, Velez, stops after a long retreat, and takes three days to regroup.
First of all, I spent a day in the shape of a great man, another day in the search for the lost equipment of soldiers, and the day after that, I began to have a proper advance.
The Anglia army had no choice but to watch their sheep from afar. Anglia's tactics were a kind of sickness in which it was necessary to build a camp at high altitudes and bring the enemy in.
Somehow, it was Albrecht's idea. You deliberately appear shallow enough for the enemy to attack, but you slowly start approaching again without hesitating because of yourself.
But the pairing of the first days was not so meaningless either. The Englishmen believed in their victory and became unsuspecting, whereas the Veles army was not deceived when their hero king was defeated.
The numbers were low and the fewer were high.
Another week later, the Veles army reached its first destination. Both sides were facing each other. Both of them stare at each other, but there are no signs of an attack.
After one day, after two, three, and four days of fighting, the Anglia and the Veles began to loosen. The two armies were now, above all, heating up their defense.
Albrecht conducts a tactical meeting, examines the seriousness and surroundings, once and for all, reaches out to his enemies and sweeps them away. Guillaume only stared at himself from afar and never came back.
I've tried Taunting a few times, but only Guillaume blushes, and the soldiers of Velez look up at Albrecht with a blurry look on their faces.
Albrecht blasphemes on his own and quickly disgraces his opponent. I returned to the seriousness countless times, watched daily work during the day, and spent every night banging Rosamund.
Albrecht spent his days in pain and missed the eastern continent for no reason. I missed the time when I was running horses and maneuvering knights.
However, considering the Earth's history, there were many generals who were defeated in battle relying solely on what they were used to, not considering the situation. No matter how familiar Albrecht was, he couldn't just do what he was used to.
In this situation, I had no choice but to come up with a new way. Can't an infantryman really mobilize? Albrecht is troubled.
As the soldier once said at the garrison, the weather in Anglia rained half a month. It was scattered a little bit and spilled a lot. Even when it didn't rain, there were many cloudy days.
The soldiers in Anglia were local, so they handled the rain well. I dug a drainage tunnel systematically, got some waterproof sand leaves from somewhere, and covered the tent.
Of course, it wasn't better than when it didn't rain, but it was surprisingly decent to live in.
The Veles army, on the other hand, suffered more than a little because of the rain. When I was at the encampment, I was able to cope with the rain by cutting down the trees and almost building a house, but I couldn't cope at all while out in the field.
Like the Anglia Military, they took a wide leaf that became waterproof and covered the tent, but they couldn't dig a drainage tunnel properly, so the water trickled into the tent.
It was a bumpy terrain, so if the one on the higher ground dug a drainage tunnel, it would flow down. Then the soldiers dubbed each other and fought.
Albrecht watches the soldiers of the Veles fight each other from afar. Immediately, the infantry commander came and began to scold the soldiers, also scolding them.
Albrecht looks back and calls for William.
“William.”
“Yes.”
“What happened to the terrain when you went to stop the enemies? Was there a lot of forest?”
“There were very few forests. So I had to hide in the hills as much as I could. ”
Albrecht is still fixated on the soldiers he fought earlier. The situation seemed to be short-lived, but suddenly another person started punching again. The soldiers around you almost hug you behind you and dry you off.
“Are we still surrounded by enemy knights? ”
“Yes.”
It was much different from when I fought the Wild King during the Great War. Once a hero has more than twice as many troops as an ally, he makes good use of them to take over from the surrounding area.
Rangers try to break through the bypass, but they don't. Multiple casualties already emerged. When I heard about the crew's injuries, Albrecht felt that I had lost weight.
Building a rally point was more important to the fighting pits. You need an environment where you can stack supplies, hide for a long time, and then come back out and operate.
We could not establish a rally point in this situation, so even if we could bypass it, we would not be able to play the field.
The fighting Veles soldiers appear to be severely beaten in Albrecht's eyes. A knight approaches you one day and slashes you.
Albrecht took his eyes off them and looked up at the sky. Clouds were gathering to cover the sun, just like before. I turned my gaze again and saw an ally.
Most of them were taking naps in tents or joking around with each other, except for the soldiers standing around. A soldier looks like he's carving a piece of wood with a dagger.
Time was on Anglia's side. Enemies are already in a much longer supply corridor, and the rains of the consecutive days have not cleared up their supply. But if the enemy doesn't attack, there's nothing else we can do.
“Take good care of the weasels. ”
“I understand.”
Albrecht couldn't think of a better option. I walked loudly into the tent. William hangs his head and heads to the crew.
As you enter the tent, you see Rosamund sitting on a chair reading a document on the table.
She is wearing a thick quilted garment with a backing inside her armor. Beautiful silver hair tied behind her back, and her side head turned behind her ear.
She looks a little pitiful for not being able to take care of the queen, but she looks even more beautiful in Albrecht's eyes.
Rosamund walks into the tent and sees Albrecht, smiling softly.
“Albert.”
However, that smile seems pathetic. After killing 4,000 prisoners, Rosamund's words shrink greatly.
Albrecht silently approaches her and gazes at the document she is looking at.
The document contained information about the supplies. Albrecht sweeps her shoulders gently with his hands, comforting.
She gently grabs Albrecht's hand as she sits down and looks up at Albrecht. I smiled again. Do I look like I'm seeing the face of God?
She looks back and reads the document. Still holding hands.
The hand that comforted her who suffered by killing 4,000 prisoners was the hand that killed more people than any other hand. Albrecht feels unworthy.
However, Albrecht was not the type to console with words. I just empathized with him without saying a word. She was also grateful for Albrecht.
It's been three days. Albrecht puts on his armor with the help of Rosamund and leaves the tent at dawn. There was a fog, like always, on the outside.
I rode around Schwarz on my own to scout the area as usual. Then, due to the unique terrain here, I suddenly encountered an enemy knight who was returning to the noisy hills.
The enemy knights also face Albrecht, who seems a little bewildered. Soon after they realized it was Albrecht, they tried to panic and flee.
“Where are you running to? ”
Albrecht hunts you down. I axed the back of the knight who was near me.
“Here it is! The Horseman is here! ”
The Veles Army called Albrecht the Demon King. They were fearful of Albrecht and respected him, but they could not give him a good title.
After hearing that the Wild King's army had seen Albrecht and called him the Demon King, they also called him the Demon King.
And you're here? Albrecht thought the nuances of what they just said were a little strange. But you continue to pursue and kill a few more knights.
At that moment, bolts spill over the mist.
Hee-hee-hee!
Most miss or get stuck in the shield, but unfortunately one foot grazes Albrecht's neck. It wasn't just a scratch. I shredded a handful of flesh.
Fuck!
Albrecht's eyes bulged with fire and he ran forward. Schwarz has been hit by a number of bolts, but the struggle burns much like his master.
Albrecht runs forward for a moment, and you see the crossbows falling back far beyond the fog. And the soldiers try to stop Albrecht, in a formidable fashion.
“You bastards! How dare you!”
Albrecht thunders at them. Blood gushed from my throat when I shouted. Albrecht flinches for a moment, but swung his axe and scattered the infantry, rushing towards the crossbowmen.
“Aah!”
“Knight! Help us! ”
The crossbowmen begged the Knights of Veles for their lives, but they were long gone.
Crossbowmen have been trampled on by Schwarz, stabbed by Albrecht's axe, cut, and died without hesitation from head to shoulder or chest injuries.
Enemies scattered, leaving Albrecht alone in the field. I kept bleeding from my neck. You block the wound with your hands, then quickly turn the horse's head to the truth.
When Albrecht came back from his injuries, the soldier who was on duty was greatly surprised.
“Su, the Guardian Knight! ”
“Don't make a fuss! It's nothing!”
Albrecht tries to pretend he's okay, but blood spills out every time he talks.
The soldiers rush in and inform the commanders. The commanders rush in, watching the blood drain from Albrecht's neck.
“What the hell! ”
Albrecht says he can't talk anymore. He just gestures with a frown and says it's okay, but it looks worse. It just showed me that I couldn't even speak.
Albrecht steps off the horse. However, as soon as I landed, I tried to stumble and fall.
“Ouch!”
Soldiers, knights, and commanders approach in astonishment and raise Albrecht.
Albrecht insists. His face was still frowning.
“Brace, strengthen your guard. There may be an attack. I'm fine.”
Albrecht tries to sprinkle the anchor, but the knights won't let him go. The commotion is gathering more soldiers. Then, through the crowd, Rosamund comes forward.
She opens her eyes wide and stares at Albrecht dazed.
“Yi, this. What the hell.”
Rosamund stares blankly at Albrecht for a moment, and falls over his eyes. Surprised Ecbert hurries for her. Albrecht was surprised, too, and took off his hand and supported her.
Everyone in the intestine just stares at this scene, frozen and stunned. Both the king and the guardian knight have fallen. Then, the knight who was on patrol came in and shouted.
“Hostiles are preparing to attack! ”
Ecbert, Aethelwulf, Harold and the lords turn their heads and look down upon the knight.
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