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Albrecht leads an army through the snowy pile and continues west.
The soldiers lean their spears against their shoulders, blowing out their white breath and walking.
A lot of people wear werewolf leather like protective clothing around their necks, with their heads wrapped around their necks.
From a distance, it could seem as if the werewolves were moving in droves.
There were those who used Troll bones or fur to put on the shoulders or breasts of chain armor, and there were many who made Orc molars as necklaces or decorated their shoulders for self-display, not for defense.
Albrecht was just a white fox in the northern hem, wrapped around his neck like a scarf.
Soft fox fur occasionally felt good to touch the ball, but it was cold to the tip of the nose and around the mouth.
Despite the worst-case scenario, the winter march was still difficult and one of the things the military shouldn't do. However, it also had the effect of piercing the opposing Pokémon's will.
And above all, with the exception of Wilhelm's territory, the troop size was high, with a high proportion of warriors, rangers and approximations.
It means the elite troops, and the winter marches are well on their way. I couldn't do it if the ratio of recruits was high.
The winter breeze blows as if it were nothing more than dry. Albrecht pushes his way as he pulls on his cloak. I felt the soft touch of white fox fur.
The march continued for four days, and by lunchtime, the enemy was far away.
As the two rivers approached each other, there was a hill at the point where they turned back and headed my way, and the enemy was camped on top of it.
Along the right river, there is a hill with a low slope, and as you get closer to the enemy's seriousness, the hill widens and becomes flat on top. Albrecht thought his enemies were in good hands once.
With the river wedged on either side, bringing in a large force doesn't seem like a siege due to the bottleneck.
But Albrecht only brought 4,000 troops, so he didn't have to worry about that. It was just that it was too little.
Albrecht dares to approach the enemy and set up camp. The soldiers move as the Emperor instructs, without fear, even though the enemy is close.
The ground freezes over, making shoveling and pickaxing difficult, but you set the tent on fire and set it on fire.
Beyond the left river is a forest, where you can find dry branches and firewood.
The enemies seem to be gathering firewood from the forest as well, but they send warriors and rangers to take over the forest.
Albrecht also got off his horse and went to the place where he had set the campfire. A few knights are warming up, and then they get up quickly.
Albrecht gestures to raise his hand and just sit down. Then the knights sat down as Albrecht sat by the campfire.
The emperor and the knights were speechless. As the general tightens the air and freezes it, the people's words seem to freeze.
Just by the heat of the fire, there was no change except that the white breath coming out of the mouth became clearer.
Peek-a-boo!
Then there was an eagle in the sky. However, I thought the eagle cried and was too big, but Griffin was floating freely in the cold winter sky until I saw the sky.
Griffin, who is said to be the size of a lion, appears to be a small dot on how high it is. In Albrecht's blue eyes, Griffin's appearance is clear.
The lower body was that of a lion and was a great white eagle from the upper body. That majestic, stately eye meets Albrecht's.
Does it mean to get out of your realm or to greet people who appear from nowhere? Griffin cries again for a long time.
Peek-a-boo!
Albrecht suddenly felt that all this conquest was futile. And I thought the true owner of this land was that Griffin.
I haven't caught Griffin yet, but I don't want to catch that noble creature. I just talked to him in my mind.
‘I'll be right there. ’
Griffin flew away to the Dragon's Spine Mountains, wanting to flap his big wings a few times.
Albrecht did not convene a separate mission meeting. I also heard that Alfred Maltana Randolph and Hermann are coming to join Albrecht.
Instead of waiting for them, Albrecht was just focused on his stomach. I try to read their thoughts based on the combat experience and reports I heard earlier.
What Wig wanted was for everyone to see. Empire's capabilities are far beyond Wig's imagination, but it was not easy to call reinforcements back to the mainland with few troops we had brought in the first place.
In other words, the stomach was aiming not only for consumption warfare but also for long and delayed warfare. Albrecht wondered how he could end it with a short fight.
By the nature of the terrain here, the battle of Lemmings was formidable, and there was a group of maneuvers that Randolph was conducting.
After all, it was forced into the front, but it was also a battle of consumption.
Albrecht smokes cigarettes in his tent, and Einhardt and Alfred read together. Yurgen is just rubbing his Illudian hands hard with oil in a white cloth.
At that time, when one of the knights stepped into the Emperor's tent, everyone's gaze turned to him.
“Rangers have captured the enemy's knights. What do you want to do? Do you want to see? ”
Albrecht doesn't answer, but just nods and gets up. The knight who heard the emperor wanted to see it for himself led the way, and Urgen quickly put his sword in and followed. Einhardt and Alfred also followed the Emperor out of the tent.
Following the knight for a short walk, you see a knight on his knees, unarmed and tied to a rope. The rangers were talking to each other, but when Albrecht came, they kept their mouths shut.
The captivated knight has a sprained head, bruised cheekbones, and burst lips and bled out. Albrecht breathes heavily as he approaches, feeling no pain.
Albrecht quietly looks down at the knight.
“Is there a lord at court? ”
Whether he was afraid or grudged, the knight looked up at Albrecht, looked at him and replied.
“Oscar for Earl Andre of Evron. ”
Evrök is still in the north-west, even at the point of Albrecht.
Albrecht did not honor the prisoners, nor did he treat them lightly. He wants to think about it, but he just glances at the article with confidence.
“Go back. Go tell her what I said. Surrender and I will ensure the rights of each and every lord, and if I resist, I will kill them all. ”
It was actually a simple but frightening word. Albrecht has actually killed every nobleman in the North.
The knight merely bows, trembling. Albrecht looks at the rangers, and the rangers untie the knights.
The knight rises upright, just noticing if he can go on like this. Then one of the rangers said, pushing roughly behind him. The knight crashes forward in trouble.
“Get out of here. ”
The knight stood up again and just left without saying hello. The shrunken shoulders, holding the opposite arm with one hand, were trampled on by the honor and pride of the knight.
Soldiers and knights who survived the winter as they warmed up the fire, glancing back at the enemy knights who had escaped the encampment across them.
The knight feels an unbearable humiliation and shame. He lowers his head and rushes out of the encampment.
The next morning, Albrecht dressed in golden armor and wearing a cape, his face was exposed and approached the enemy's encampment without wearing a helmet.
I just watched the emperor's erratic behavior because I wanted an ally, an enemy, or something like this.
It's been a long time since many have seen Albrecht move closer to the enemy.
Whether bold or reckless, Albrecht was surrounded by only a dozen people, including Jurgen.
Backlit by the rising sun from the east, the enemies couldn't see Albrecht's face properly.
Albrecht halfway up a hillside, facing the sun, taking a deep breath and shouting for the enemy's seriousness.
“Wig! Show me your face! ”
As the thunder blasts from Albrecht's mouth as it rips through the atmosphere, the General seems to retreat for a moment.
The shallow snow piled up on the floor woke up in amazement, raising its cloudy eyes like water vapor.
Albrecht journeys back and forth from the enemy encampment.
If I don't hear back from the enemy, I shout out loud again.
“I thought you said you wanted revenge in Anglia! What are you waiting for when there's a vengeance target in front of you? Come out here right now! I'll take you one-on-one! ”
It was as if an angry sky had struck thunder and rebuked the world. Both armies are silent, and only Albrecht is breaking the frozen silence.
The hostiles stare at Albrecht in fear with their eyes cast out of the trenches, and the enemy commanders do not even show their faces. I was afraid to use the javelin I heard rumors about.
“Eugene, give me the spear. ”
Then Yurgen gave me several spears. Albrecht pulls off his horse and sticks the rest of it in the ground.
And when I was really ready to pitch, the enemy's eyes widened in shock. You're not gonna fly up to me, are you?
Albrecht shouts, throwing his spear at the lowest Lauren.
“Bastards!”
Like in Lauren, the spear flew into the enemy encampment, drawing a peculiar trail.
“When people talk! ”
Throwing another spear, you make another strange trajectory and fly to the enemy outpost.
“Show your face! ”
The last spear flew to the enemy outpost, bending its direction as it flew to the side.
The spear rotates like a bullet from a steel line, smashing into the ground or enemy's armory. Fragments scatter roughly.
“Hiic!”
“Oops!”
The frightened hostiles shroud their heads in shock. Albrecht climbs back onto his horse and prowls around the enemy outpost, gazing confidently at his enemies. Pearl's red cloak couldn't be more majestic.
“Last warning! If you don't do it now, you're all dead! Do not hope for mercy! ”
Albrecht shouts once more, and even Prince Alfred, who looks at the emperor from afar, beats his heart. How could you be a knight and soldier?
In terms of killing the enemy's chi and saving their lives, there was no one in the world who could follow Albrecht.
Who but Albrecht can give away such absolute existence? It was a matter of strategy and tactical transfer.
The opposing team has nearly three times more troops than their allies, but on the contrary, the situation frightens the opposing team and freezes as if they were hiding in a rat hole.
And then, I really came to Albrecht from the encampment. It was getting closer and closer to simply coming out to chat with the commanders.
Even Albrecht's eyes fluttered with surprises. He told me to come out, but I didn't know it would come out.
Are you really going to go one-on-one with me? ’
Just like Prince Alfred said, if the opponent is distracted by the defeat, his political position could be compromised and he was just trying to provoke it.
The opposing team is already inside Albrecht's radius, assuming he's planning something. By entering the radius, I mean Albrecht can kill at any time he wants.
With a high nostril, a recessed eye, the dark circle sits dark beneath the eyes.
During the slow winter winds, the snow flaps and the two Commander-in-Chief meet. Then, Wigg stepped off the horse and said,
“Prepare for battle. Emperor.”
Albrecht stares at the wig with a dazed look on his face. I was far from a valiant knight by posture or weight.
But soon he regained consciousness, and he also stepped down from the horse and faced Wick.
“Was it voluntary or was it driven away? ”
Wigg said, looking at Albrecht with tired eyes.
“What does that mean now? I only hate the worthless lords. ”
Then Albrecht guessed. Perhaps Wigg is not the lord, like Zigmunt or Reynolds, and it seems to have grabbed his ankle.
Despite his excellent skills in strategy, tactics and command, he was still an identity society.
If someone with a low status takes command, every time a political position was jeopardized, unless he won a glorious victory.
Wigg was a bit awkward for Albrecht or Randolph, but he seemed awkward for them as well.
Most of all, the lords led by Wigg did not understand the consumption. Albrecht felt sorry for his enemies.
Now that I've spit it out, I can't bite you. After getting off the horse, I swung the axe and plunged it into the ground, and pulled out the sword my father gave me. It was my own honor.
Albrecht walks in with a hesitant look on his face, and the wig suddenly palpitates. I tried to get into an awkward position, but suddenly I saw the sky. Oh, yeah?
Then the world went crazy, and he stopped and showed me his body with his throat cut off. Oh, I'm decapitated.
His headless body slowly falls down. The emperor stood still and looked down at himself.
He turned his eyes and looked up at the emperor. When the neck feels hot, the wig is disconnected from the world.
Albrecht slowly loosens his pupils and looks down at the wick's eyes, where the flames of life fade out.
You put a drop of blood in the sword and turn around, leaving the horse as if it were a harmony.
“Well done.”
It was not yet a world that could understand the concept of consumption. The last flame of Velez has truly vanished. Recognized by the enemy, but abandoned by the allies.
Albrecht climbs back to the Linderhorn and gallops to the enemy's encampment. Yurgen and his guards panic and rush after him.
Even if the enemy surrendered, there was a procedure. After disarming them, the emperor needs to see them, but Albrecht doesn't seem to care about that.
Albrecht walks past the wig, and the frightened hostiles look up at Albrecht in horror. Albrecht sweeps through the crowd and finds out he can't see the lords, then he bursts into old age.
“They won't even show up for surrender! ”
The nearby hostiles are furious and open. I couldn't raise my spear, I just stood there and looked up.
With Albrecht's sudden actions, Wilhelm is stunned to command his advance. Veles' armies are swarming with hostiles, but they can't do this or that.
“Long live the Emperor! Long live the Empire!”
“Long live the Empire! ”
Four thousand Imperial troops marched forward, shouting at once. Suddenly, the nobles of the astonished enemy come to Albrecht, hiding in plain sight.
Albrecht glances down at them with his beady eyes. I felt like killing everyone, but the stability of the empire comes first.
“Which of these has the highest status? ”
Then the nobles stared at each other. Albrecht cries out in a fever.
“Hurry up and get out! ”
The nobles shudder in fury. The armor didn't fit properly because he gained weight. I rolled my blurry eyes, but they looked so pathetic.
Albrecht grunts, staring intensely.
“Who is your master? ”
“Woe to you, Emperor. ”
“You fool! Am I your master? Where did King Velez sell it? I ask you again, who is your master? ”
The fat nobleman is distracted. I quickly knelt on my knees, trembling. Then the rest of the nobles fell to their knees.
By this time, the knights and soldiers had also dropped their weapons and knelt on their knees. They were brave when they fought Randolph, but in fact, they were all killed in the White War that day.
“Long live the Emperor! Long live the Empire!”
You hear another Empire army shout from afar. The poor lord shed tears for fear.
“I, my master, am King Richard. ”
Albrecht glances down, looking at the dirt, and just turns his horse head away from the encampment.
In the middle of the hill lies Wig's corpse and head. Albrecht told Yurgen that Najjik had spoken.
“Collect Wigg's body and bury him politely. ”
“I understand.”
Albrecht continues to run past the advancing allies. The soldiers and knights stare in awe at their emperor.
Albrecht was bitter. If it weren't for the Emperor, he would have saved Wig and killed the rest, but he had a lot of work to do. I had to stabilize Velez quickly and make the world a better place.
The frozen snow scatters in the wind. The slowly rising sun shines in the air, but it is truly beautiful, but it does not come into Albrecht's eyes.
Among the countless glittering snowflakes in the air, there was also Wig's blood. Like all the other snowflakes, it disappeared as it evaporated into the rising sun.
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