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Albrecht also explained the operation to the infantry commanders in detail and went into training for a week.
Originally, it was not necessary to explain the operation to the soldiers, but in the battle to come, each soldier had to share a clear sense of purpose with the commander.
Surprisingly, the soldiers were more amenable to Albrecht's reckless operation than the commanders. It was due to lack of tactical knowledge, but Albrecht would do it for no reason.
On the day of the operation, Albrecht left the command barracks dressed in golden armor and wearing a red cloak.
Outside, the dawn has just begun to shine and there is a dark blue glow. There was a pale fog, but it was not so blind.
Albrecht climbs up to Lindehorn where the guard has taken him and sweeps the infantry commanders, armed and gathered from the dawn.
The infantry commander was about 80 because there were 16 units and 8 to 10 lines.
The dawn mist clouded the chilly energy of October and touched Albrecht and others. But no one cared.
The infantry commanders were each armed with their own unique armor, because they were only given a certain degree of freedom of attire.
Most of them were wearing nose shade helmets, some of them wearing northern helmets, and some of them were topped with alcohol or feathered helmets.
The common ground was that they all held Halbert together, and Halbert, the commander of the infantry, was a symbol of authority.
It meant they had immediate disposition on the battlefield against fugitives and disobedient.
In practice, of course, the majority had the right to overturn Halbert and beat him to the spear, threatening to ‘kill him one more time', but in principle, the infantry commanders had the right to immediately terminate the infantry.
The infantry commanders leaned on Halbert's shoulder, set their feet on the ground, and stared up at Albrecht expressionlessly.
There was no fear in their eyes, and there was no blameless deceit.
Albrecht showed his face without wearing a golden helmet, sweeping them away with his clear sky light, unlike at dusk right now.
“I have always fought in front of you. And every time, I won. It will happen again. So trust me and march. ”
There were no crazy speeches. Albrecht has been, and will be, and always will be.
The commander said it was natural that the king would fight in front of him, and the infantry commanders were also listening as if it were natural.
In fact, as a general commander, it was not recommended that the king of one country fight at the forefront. Even if I die, I don't have to look back on the soldiers' morale.
However, the higher the risk, the higher the return. Albrecht knew that when the monarch fought in front of him, his chest was on fire.
That's what the infantry commanders are doing here. I did not hold my mouth to favor the king, but the fire was burning deep within my eyes.
The unsuspecting hero and the greatest knight, the master of defeat, was none other than their own king. Such a king fights alongside each other, but it's so overwhelming.
Albrecht looks back at Erbin and Richards and grumbles.
“Initiate operation. ”
Either way, Erbin and Richard take their horses and ride off the premises. Albrecht said, looking back at the infantry commanders.
“We march.”
Then I ran through the fog. The infantry, which looked blurry beyond the fog, is already in formation.
Albrecht continues to ride, and as he breaks through the mist, he sees new soldiers. The line seemed to run endlessly.
The soldiers swipe their helmets or raise their spears to honor the king. Albrecht races from start to finish, sweeping the entire army.
The rising dawn slowly turns to a clear blue light.
The central hills were encamped to make the town or township almost invigorating.
A faint, hazy mist settles down at the encampment, and a soldier rushes to a large barracks in the middle. He opens the barracks roughly and comes inside.
“My lord! My lord! Enemies seem to be moving. ”
Then a middle-aged man with black curly hair who was sleeping in the tent woke up.
He was a bit of a fixer-upper, but he didn't seem so dull. This is Reynolds.
He got up on his feet, laying his sheets roughly, without a single hemisphere. Then I saw a girl naked in a blanket. It seemed like she wasn't the lord's wife after all.
“My armor! Bring me my armor! ”
Reynald shouts that, and leaves the barracks in his pajamas and shoes.
Then he hurriedly climbed up the ladder and looked up at the direction Albrecht intended.
The front of the watchtower has multiple layers of shields, just in case Albrecht throws a javelin.
Reynald looks away from you through the gap between the shields. He gives you a slight upward look. I see a fog, but a blurry figure.
My heart started pounding. I still had to wake up the sleepy soldiers. Where are they attacking from?
Reynald looks down and shouts.
“Sound the alarm! Wake the men and have them fully armed! Everyone, get back to your stations and protect them! ”
As soon as the commander's command falls, the emergency bell sounds dizzily.
Hang on, hang on!
Nevertheless, the soldiers do not jump right out of the tent, they just crawl out of the tent, wondering what's going on.
As soon as the knights ran around, they started to move into their seats armed.
Reynald continues to examine Albrecht's camp. Shortly after, Albrecht's army begins to head west. Why are we going that way?
Albrecht's army continues west. Then you go into the back of the hill and you can't see anything.
Reynald's heart began to beat in a different way. No way!? I defeated the famous Albrecht?
Reynald yells, looking under the watchtower, without restraining his excitement.
“Hostiles are retreating! I defeated the Demon King! You defeated Albrecht! Wa-ha-ha-ha! ”
The lords, gathering under the watchtower and looking up, look puzzled. What the hell are you talking about?
Reynald continues to burst with a joyful smile. The lords beneath the watchtower, along with the knights and soldiers passing by, also look puzzled.
Reynald comes down from the watchtower and says to the lords, slapping the acolytes with his armor.
“The Demon King is retreating. I defeated the Demon King! Hahahahaha!”
“Is that true? Are you sure he's going to back off? ”
“Oh! I know! If you don't believe me, go upstairs and take a look! ”
Then, the faces of the lords turned pale. In fact, it was a desperate situation.
It used to be full of food, but blocking the supply corridor was painful.
The food was shrinking and we had to come down the hill to face Albrecht in order not to starve to death. But who fights the Demon King?
In the meantime, I heard that the change bags have dropped from the west and are advancing to Ile de Velez. It was as if a rope descended from the sky in front of me.
Once again, I decided to stay strong, but only today did Albrecht retreat.
But it was their idea, the reality was the opposite. By the time the morning sun appears on the horizon, a message has come from the right hill that enemies are attacking.
“What! The enemy has clearly retreated! What an attack!”
Reynald was in a daze without his armor on, but when he heard the unexpected news, his eyes seemed to pop out.
You hurriedly climb back up to the watchtower and take a look at the hill to the right. In total, more than a thousand knights and soldiers came to the garrison on a spectacular slope. But for Reynolds, it was as if his heart was sinking.
Since the garrison peg did not fall from the sky, it was originally required to procure trees from a nearby forest.
Ever since Albrecht arrived, however, he has been in control of the surroundings, and there is no shortage of logs.
The pile was actually packed in front of the central hill, and the left and right hills were plummeted in front or the sides were just thin.
“Aaaah! Help me! ”
“Aah!”
“You said back off! Fuck you! ”
Enemy knights and infantry begin to stir up like a house on a hill.
Friends used to defend their positions rather than form ranks, so all the knights left their spears and went off to the right and left.
Several brave soldiers raise their spears at the knights. Courage was hypothetical, but it was not a strong stabbing, it was just inhalation.
The brave soldier is crushed in the head by the iron mace the knight wields on his horse.
Reynolds quickly turns his head and looks around. Clearly, Albrecht's example is nowhere to be seen. But why? What the hell is that?
I look at the hill on the right again, and I'm lucky it's unhappy, but the hill is narrow and not the environment for a horse to run freely.
The number of allies on the right hill was greater than the number of enemies, so even in the midst of the commotion, the enemy knights were too narrow to move properly.
The Knights and Soldiers in the front slaughtered the soldiers, but afterwards, they became entangled and lost their charge. Reynolds was convinced. If we stop that, we win!
Then he looked under the watchtower and shouted at his deputies in a hurry.
“Send knights! Send the reserves to the right hill! ”
The deputies rush to give the order to the reserve. Knights, whether lords or earls, follow the broad ridge to the right hill.
“Out of my way, you vermin! ”
“Make way! Out of the way! ”
Soldiers who were hit on the right side were naturally directed to the left, blocking the reserve road.
The Knights of Veles make a rough path by kicking their soldiers on horseback.
Soldiers flee from the hostiles or are distracted by their knights.
Soon the road was open, but it was not enough to pour out cool. But the upside-down knights crawl out, rushing towards the Knights of Lysen.
“I am Renault of Provence! The enemy must give his name! ”
A man named Renault shouts out loud, and rushes to Richard, holding the white Illudian helmet. Richard runs head-to-head without hesitation.
“I am Richard of Montfort! ”
As you run forward, Richard confronts Renault and swings Iludia like a flame. The knight's sword slits off his head and runs away.
The horse continues to run forward, not knowing if the owner's neck had escaped.
Veles' reserve army fought bravely against the Knights of the Licence. Instead, I was swarmed by a few licensed knights.
After a while, the camp on the right side of the hill became a mess, with horses falling, dead knights lying on the floor, or running around losing owners.
The Knights of Lysen and their infantry rush into a daze and are confirmed dead.
“Aah!”
“Fuck!”
The wounded and fallen Velez Knights spit their insults. They kick themselves, but the soldiers drag the fallen knights nearby to retreat, saying they're on the same side.
The knights were no saints, even if they were alive, with their arms cut off or their faces shattered.
“Let go! Let go! I'm going to die fighting!”
There are those who insist that the knight's true weapon is his pride, and in the meantime, he will fight.
Richard and Erbin would have won if they were in the field, but they sensed that the time had come when the narrow battlefield became a mess and the enemy commander had repaired and pushed the soldiers out.
“Master Hervin! I think it's time! ”
From afar, Richard shouts to Erbin. Erbin nods, looking at Richard.
Then Erbin and Richard raise their swords and shout.
“Fall back! Fall back! ”
However, the excited knights did not listen properly.
“Fall back! Fall back! ”
I stepped up to the squadron commanders of the senior knights and the fighting men and stopped them from getting excited.
Suddenly, the fast-paced knights begin their descent down the Ur Hill.
Velez 'soldiers are not even close to pursuing. Rather, they seem to have lost, but they think it's a relief when the opponent retreats.
The man who directly faced the enemy in front of the commander from afar had no choice but to think differently.
Reynald's eyes widen as he watches the situation from the watchtower on Central Hill as he looks at the opposing Knights retreating.
“We won! We won! Enemies defeated!”
It should be, but someone shouts loudly under the watchtower.
“My lord! The enemy's headquarters is entering the hills on the left! ”
Reynald felt like he was ascending to heaven at the end of the sky and falling to the very bottom of hell. Hell was no other place but hell, and reality was hell.
Reynald simply turns his head white. Far away, Albrecht's main base comes out of the hills, approaching the hills at an oblique angle.
The weight of the battle against Albrecht, the relief that the enemy is retreating, the knights who attacked afterwards, Gear must have driven them out. What's this, a full-grown force now? Reynolds is finally frozen.
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