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Albrecht allowed people to recognize enough new owners, then joined the Yurgen and the Barons again to initiate the vows.
You discharged an old knight or soldier, hired them as security guards, and left them on the property. Albrecht didn't want to use the Inquisitor. It was because I was reminded that I was skinny.
So all I had to do was leave the rest to Carpen to take care of himself. We don't need to develop the territory, we just want to keep it individualized.
At the time of Burkhardt's war, Karl had over 600 men. What can we do against the 10,000 most advanced armies of this era, the armies led by Albrecht, with a history of smashing Amas by 100,000?
After hearing that Albrecht had killed all the nobles, including Heinrich, most of the people who were trapped in their castles or wise, fled from the North altogether. After all, Karl's army was devastated before even fighting.
Albrecht did the same thing before. After detaching the knights to Randolph, he blocked all roads along the Buzzer River, including a large road that crosses east-west. And tightened to cover the whole area.
Karl's territory is called the Hamelstrom region, where dark mountains and lakes flourish, and large and small rivers originating from the Northern Sky Mountains flow chaotically to the south.
The rivers converged into the Buzzer River and formed tributaries as it flowed east. And the mainstream was all the way to Lloyd Beck.
With the terrain like this, it took a long time to take down the castles, even if they were completely surrounded by the operation.
Although there were few mercenaries, it was because most of the castles were at the foot of a barren mountain by the river.
I couldn't get close enough to the siege tools because of the narrow slopes, so I just had to take them down with human strength. But even the ladder was worthless.
Ten or fewer defenders bravely defended against the vulnerable. They didn't have bows, not boiling oil, so they just fought with spears, axes, and swords.
Albrecht may have divided his forces and surrounded all the castles, but this will only take a year. Or longer.
War is a good tactic and strategy, but sometimes you have to make sacrifices and push through them. That's what happened now.
Albrecht decides to take the lead before pushing the soldiers in. Wearing golden armor, you step forward, flying a red cloak with your face shield down.
All the civilians around the castle looked at Albrecht in fear and excitement. How can there be such armor? He's the one holding our lives in his hands.
Even if we don't pillage the civilians, we can't help but be afraid when a small army comes to town. People just watched as the referee came to kill his master.
“I will go up and sweep the enemies away and open the door. Follow me slowly from behind. ”
Then he took the siege ladder and began climbing up the mountain slopes. Hermann, Jurgen and the soldiers follow behind.
As you climb the mountain a little, you see the wooden wall that looks quite plausible. Soldiers froze over the wall, staring at Albrecht in gold armor. What the hell is that?
Albrecht looks for a moment at the bodies of some of his soldiers lying around the walls. I turned my eyes to the gate, and the gate was also made of wood.
It seemed to be just barricaded from the inside with a log through the opening gate.
‘I think I can just smash it. ’
Albrecht throws the ladder to his side and runs toward the gate, fluttering his red cloak. Then I slammed my shoulder into the gate.
Quack, quack, quack!
They were friendly, hostile, and they were all huge. What's that?
The latch was broken, but it wasn't completely broken, so the gate was slightly opened. Albrecht steps back a little, then slams the gate back into his shoulder.
Boom!
The latch is completely broken and the gate is opened. The lord, who was leading them and the soldiers, stares at Albrecht dazed as if his soul had escaped.
Albrecht stood in the inner court of the castle and looked at the hostiles and said,
“I commend your courage. I will deal with anyone who wants to fight to the end. He who surrenders will be accepted into my army. The lord and the gasoles will die. ”
The enemies frown with a frown on their faces. It's through our gates, isn't it? Now.
The soldiers have just seen the lord they were following. I think we should surrender. Killing the lord and the gasoles, you're not surrendering, are you?
I can't stand by and be loyal like this, but the wise northerners were different. They could not just surrender to the owner they had just served.
“I'll deal with it. ”
An old knight comes forward. His hair was gray, but his eyes were still alive.
Albrecht takes off his helmet and hands it to Jurgen. The user's face is revealed as a courtesy to the target. Herman gives you the axe, and Albrecht receives it.
Before the battle with Albrecht, the old knight looked at his lord and said,
“My Lord, it has been an honor to serve you. ”
The middle-aged lord is still unable to accept this absurd and hopeless reality, just looking at his knights with a expressionless expression. And the old knight turns to Albrecht and says,
“Spare my soldiers. ”
When I said that, I drew my sword and stepped forward. The shield is thrown down and grabs the sword with both hands. The sword breaks and the neck flies away, hoping to fight together.
Albrecht wields his axe, shedding some blood, and throws it to Herman. Herman takes it lightly with one hand. I left the castle and ordered Jurgen.
“If the enemy has an attending physician, let the rest go. Bring in the lord and all the gasoles. ”
“I understand.”
Yurgen nods slightly. Albrecht leaves the castle past his soldiers. The soldiers can't even look at you. They take off their helmets and bow.
Immediately, you hear the grumbling screams of the Lord and Gasoles behind your back. I begged him to save me.
The reason for killing them all at once, instead of killing them at that time, was to make sure. I needed to know who ran away and who was captured and killed.
Albrecht was bitter. Instead, brave and grateful people like the old knight will be swept away by the war he started, or the transformation he made.
That made my heart heavy. I can feel the Devil rising from my chest like smoke.
Soon, I was shaped and smiled at myself. Albrecht doesn't have to sprinkle the Devil, but simply confronts him.
Albrecht took the castle by searching for a place that struggled to take it down this way.
The town gate is opened after a ramp up the ladder and sweeps away the enemies.
Unlike Heinrich, Hamelstrom was quite a large area, so it took a long time to move the troops.
Then he reaches a castle and his troops are preparing for a siege. Albrecht watches his men from afar for some reason.
Like Gelnburg, there was a castle on the inside of the lake, with no land connection to the bridge.
I had an idea about how the lord would rule, but no matter how many troops he had, it didn't look good to defend.
Dozens of soldiers boarded a ship and approached the castle, putting a ladder on narrow ground.
Enemies are stonewalling on the wall. It is the century that the helm will sink if hit properly.
You see a knight who appears to be a friendly commander cheering for his soldiers with a whale scream on his boat. The soldiers climb the miraculous ladder and fight hard, but it doesn't seem easy.
Then the commander steps off the boat, pulling all the soldiers aside on one side of the ladder, and starts climbing up the ladder as if the cockroach were climbing up the wall.
Enemy Halbert falls overhead without fail. However, he slits his shield and crosses the wall, stabbing the road with his sword.
The swift soldiers quickly climb up the ladder. Soon all the enemies were dead and the castle was taken.
“Eugene, find out who that is. ”
“Yes.”
Even if it wasn't Albrecht, the work of the knight was impressive to everyone.
Albrecht heads to his own army stationed around the lake.
The soldiers who had not been deployed were just standing or sitting resting with their spears against their shoulders. Some of them went into the homeless village and came out screwing a prostitute.
As Albrecht approaches, they all panic, taking off their helmets and bowing their heads.
It was their pleasure not to think about modern armies, but to have sex with prostitutes, drink alcohol, and gamble.
The Internet and phones were an era without television, so there was little to comfort the soldiers in a life-threatening war.
Albrecht admitted quite a bit. However, I should not drink alcohol before the battle.
Looking around past the soldiers, I noticed the residents who used to live here. They all looked at Albrecht with anxious eyes. However, the look was not as thick as I thought.
Hamelstrom was not plundered like Sternmark, so the civilians were not so naked.
Soldiers and residents, however, were nothing compared to the number of merchants. Rather than an army, it appears that merchants are occupying the area.
They weren't just dealing with local residents and soldiers, they were trading amongst themselves by forming swarms around the lake.
The merchants followed the army with all sorts of things, including prostitutes and weapons, clothing, leather, alcohol, food, clothing and supplies.
Unlike knights and soldiers' families, merchants didn't have to protect them. They were merely followers, risking their lives on the battlefield.
However, as long as they followed Albrecht, victory was predicted and this door was guaranteed, the merchants rose up one day differently.
Even if it wasn't for business purposes, it was like pioneering a new path of travel now. You'd be a fool not to jump in here as a merchant.
It was because Albrecht opened a large road across the north-eastern corner, from Anglia to Lloybek. The toll on only one Albrecht was enough.
In the meantime, trade in the East and West was a dead end because they had to cross dozens and hundreds of territories, and they had to pay tolls every day.
Other leads still have to pay tolls, but once the road is breached, where is it? The merchants call the passage through which Albrecht walks the king's path.
Just like getting on the subway and getting off at the station, it was a way to pay tolls and trade with your lord wherever you wanted. Obtaining a trade permit, of course, was separate.
Albrecht enters the command barracks under the direction of a knight. As a command barracks, there was no map of the operation because it wasn't ahead of or about to turn.
You see only a small table and a couple of chairs in a slightly wider barracks. Soon the knight picked up a bottle of wine.
I was waiting for the Siege Knight while sipping wine, but it seemed to take me a while to clear out the Fallen Castle and get to the boat.
After waiting a long time, Yurgen brought a knight. On rare redheads, he was tall and heavy.
Bright brown eyes seemed to be close to red, and firm jaws and dark eyebrows made him look strong, but his eyes looked as pure as Albrecht's. He was under 20, or so it seemed.
He comes to Albrecht and kneels devoutly on his right knee. Albrecht doesn't give the horse right away, but he presses the tobacco leaf into the pipe Herman gave him.
It was not a long time, but it was a long time before the person who was kneeling could get a little nervous. However, the red-headed knight did not mind at all.
Albrecht sucks a pipe and lights a cigarette leaf. When the cigarette caught fire, I waved my wick lightly and put out the fire, then I started smoking cigarettes.
“What's your name? ”
When Albrecht asked, the knight answered.
“This is Richard de Montfort. It's an honor to meet you. The King in the North.”
Strangely, it seemed to be from the Kingdom of Veles in the west.
“I never served the king. ”
Calternes and Sternmark now have widened their territory, and even if they put Hamelstrom under their feet, they are now only half of the north.
But as Albrecht was about to destroy Heinrich and Karl himself, people began to call him the King in the North.
Albrecht was already the most powerful single force in the North and Central regions. Earlier in the north and middle, no one had ever set foot in such a large area. What else could a king be?
Albrecht was only trying to get at Richard's nerves to see his reaction.
If I could see any reaction, I could know anything about him. No scowls, no frowns, no faces.
Richard was the one with no face. Either way, you'll have to answer Albrecht's questions, just a silent answer.
"Don't you have any ideas? ’
After all, most of the knights were in an age of ignorance. Richard could do the same. Albrecht looks at Richard with an unfit eye.
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