Continental Hero Senki

afternoon of September 29.

At sea in the Aegean off Salonica, Orhan IV, a second-class battleship belonging to the Imperial Ostmarc Navy, was on his way to Salonica with several battleships.

This "Orhan IV" was originally a second-class battleship belonging to the Second Reich Navy of Christ, but was successfully captured by an angry transfer attack on Ostmarc second-class battleship Brenheim at the earlier Crete offshore naval battle.

I have used this "Orhan IV" as a Ostmark naval battleship by first-aid repair because the Ostmark naval forces have been considerably reduced in this naval battle.

"Once captured, the name of the ship will change, so I want to change the name" Orhan IV ". Sarah, do you have any good ideas?

"... why me?"

"No, because you took this ship, Sarah."

"There was a Yuzef operation."

"No, but I have no sense of naming."

Anyway, Julia first named me "Shiro" and Sarah almost beat me up. Yeah. Sarah remembered that, too, and she said, "Sure," and nodded loudly.

"Then why not the battleship 'Yuzef Waresa'?

"Shit, Sarah didn't have a sense of naming either"

Anyway, she was the first to give Julia the last name "Marinovska-Waresa". That was avoided by subsequent negotiations (physics), but he was endangered to be 16 years old. That's where he was about to become a dad.

"I have no choice. Shall I leave the naming rights to the people of Ostmarc?"

"... maybe that's a good idea. And the battleship Yuzef Waresa is going to sink soon."

"I know."

I'm sad to find out, but I really do.

"Well I guess it would have been better after a full repair than that"

This "Orhan IV" sustained considerable damage to the mast and the side of the gangway by the assault of Grandma "Branheim".

Due to the harm of not being able to fully repair it in Crete and having no choice but to go out under the circumstances of lack of combat power, there is no full speed sailing and defensive anxiety.

When I thought so, Mr. Feene approached me.

"But even if it rots, it's a battleship. This is better than the next cruiser."

"That's well, yes..."

Mr. Feene is right, and a ship that can still fight if it's not a fleet showdown even at this point. That's just a hard story, though.

"The sailors have not naturally completed their habitual training, they cannot perform at full speed, and more importantly..."

"More than what?

"It looks a little..."

Because it is damaged, it is difficult to dress. The elegance of a battleship is not enough for Orhan IV today.

"Is that where it matters..."

"But maybe you know how Yuzef feels."

Mr. Feene sighed and Sarah agreed with me instead.

"Sarah knows, doesn't she? This man's romance."

"Who's the man!

Sarah is more manly than I am, so it's no wonder she has romance around.

By its side, Mr. Feene groans bosomly.

"... I really wish Major Marinovska had been a man"

Hey, stop it. Don't oil the fire.

"What, what do you mean?"

"Nothing. I just thought if Major was a man, he'd be a hottie."

"That's an obnoxious way to put it...!

"Uh too, could you both stop fighting over the ocean in the corner! Because the atmosphere is ruined!

It is a sad place not to be a trip to the Aegean Sea between two beautiful girls and Kakkawhuf.

Is this the guy who calls two girls human trials that he likes at the same time? Nice, the two-dimensional protagonist. Nothing in particular went wrong when two, rather than a dozen beautiful girl beauties, told me.

... but even if Sarah is a man, I might fall in love, it's so cool. If I were a girl, I'd say, "I'll follow Sarah's brother for the rest of my life! It is likely to say."

"Ahhh..., Major Waresa? May I take you in?

There was Brigadier General Riser, former Captain Blenheim and now Commander of the Naval Crete Guard Fleet in Ostmarc, from behind where I was sighing.

"Ah, Lord Riser. I apologize for the ugliness. What's the matter, sir?

"Mm-hmm. No, there's been a small ship approaching since 1: 00. Only one."

Brigadier General Riser said that as if it didn't matter.

Well, what is one small ship in this situation in this waters? To the extent that warships, rather than fishing vessels, merchant ships cannot sail only because they belong to Christ, Tyrrhenia prevails around here.

"Is it an enemy? Or a civilian ship?

"No, I checked the Ostmarc Empire Navy flag earlier. Apparently he was a friend on a covert voyage."

"... Really? So why did you give it to me?

"I'm not proud of you, but I can't do anything but naval warfare. I was just trying to give you the opinion of a good military adviser."

Brigadier General, who says so jokingly. No, it was more of a tone of irony than a joke.

"Well, if you mean a friendly army, shall I allow you to board? Be wary of traps."

Roger that, military adviser.

Foreword withdrawn. Not slightly.

---

Dawn, September 30th morning.

Tens of thousands of troops were gathered in Ceres, a village located northeast of Salonica, the largest city in the centre.

"... in time, is it time"

"If it all goes well, that's the premise."

Major General LifeEisen and Major General Mateus, who lead the Ostmarc Imperial Army Salonica offensive force of 20,000, release their words as they transfer the 15,000 Reich Army reinforcements of Christ II into both their eyes.

"Let's hope everything is going well. If the matter is not transported by tomorrow evening, it will be seen as a failure of the operation and withdrawn. All right?"

"Naturally. I don't want to die before we get married."

…………

To Matheus' words, LifeEisen had forgotten to shut his mouth for a while.

"What, that face?"

"No. You, you had a marriage wish"

"Oh, I'd like to marry about 30 people, but my dad won't let me."

"I can't do that. legally."

Welcoming multiple women to their wives is a bigamy offense. The countries of the continent, starting with the Ostmarc Empire, have such principles. With the exception of some countries and regions, a caveat is made, but I didn't even think he would bigamate by abandoning his status as Marquis Son.

But Matheus says something unexpected.

"Well, there's something I can do."

"What? No, what do you mean -"

"Hey, more northeast enemies moved than that."

Life Eisen later mentions that he has never hated his enemies as much as he hated them at this time.

Regardless, it is only natural that the elimination of enemies should take precedence before satisfying his personal intellectual desires.

"... let me know when the fight is over."

"If we're safe with each other."

So we had a conversation, and LifeEisen and Matheus ran under the command of the division to be commanded.

10: 40.

The first move in this Battle of Celes was the 15,000 troops (which for convenience shall be the Tiberius Army) led by the Central Army of Christ (Tagma) and Tiberius Anatolicon, who also left the Central Army.

"All right. Hit the lead and seal the enemy's movements. Avant-garde Terme Brigade, start the attack!

"Yes!"

The Tiberius Army is a gathering of those who have turned a blind eye to the Second Reich of Christ in opposition to repeated harassment from the central government and the Central Army Command.

But that's not to say that it was an elephant gathering, but combined the military talent of Tiberius and El Terme and other generals with the high morale from officer to junior soldier pledging allegiance to Tiberius.

Its high morale gives a glimpse into the "marching speed" of the Tiberius army at this time.

The limit is roughly 20 to 30 kilometres per day, although it usually depends on the state of maintenance of the streets, the strength and weakness of the supply and military stations and the number of troops travelled.

However, the Tiberius army exceeded 40 kilometres per day due to its supply advantages in domestic mobility and elaborate marching plans due to the rare diligence of Terme, Tiberius' orders to maximize the use of streets and back roads, even the end of the beast path, and the high morale of junior soldiers capable of withstanding the forcible army.

So far, I can tell you that this 15,000 army was horrible.

It is also true, however, that the Tiberius army had accumulated fatigue as a vice of its forcible forces.

If we fought in full condition, we would have fought each other with 20,000 Ostomark Imperial Army. But there is no denying that the Tiberius army's movements were monotonous and dull at this time.

Tiberius, who saw the struggle of the avant-garde Terme Brigade, soon realized it too.

"Cover fatigue with morale..."

"Yes, Your Highness, I'm still waiting for Salonica's reinforcements to come up with a durable solution."

In Tiberius' pre-planned operation, it was meant to rescue the Salonica Defense Forces by sealing tactical tactics and position building of the enemy with divine speed.

This is not about the destruction of enemies or the liberation of Salonica, but only about the rescue of the Salonica Guard. The Salonica Defense Corps should have morale bottomed out by the Battle of Cage Castle, and Tiberius did not take the blackmail operation because of the idea that it could not be a decent force.

The reality, however, is that Tiberius' manoeuvres were disintegrated sooner rather than later by the inexcusable elements of his own army's fatigue.

For this reason, as a measure of second-hand goodwill, he had to go out and convert it into something called the Salonica Guard and interdict the Imperial Army.

But it is true that, as a samurai, it is the highest honor to be able to carry out an interdiction battle that, if successful, can also be glorified as the art of war, and in fact the morale of the generals under the Tiberius army was growing.

"But I have trouble getting run wild like in the meantime. Tell Lieutenant General Terme." Avoid being forced, and be thorough defense as you draw your enemies, "he said.

"... because you don't mind?

The Tiberius Army Staff asks strangely, but Tiberius nods forcefully when he doesn't mind.

"We are numerically more disadvantaged than our enemies on our own, even as we engage in a sandwich fight. It's important to look at the machine, Staff."

"This is rude. I admire this strange body for his majesty's countenance plot.

Not enough to describe it as a countenance plot, Tiberius wanted to sigh, but he couldn't do it in front of his morale-raising men, and he began to hasten the decree.