Continental calendar March 9, 639.

Suburbs of Silonsk, the capital of the King of Silesia.

There were tens of thousands of troops in line.

The Grand Duchy's army, commonly known as the "Grand Duchy Army" and self-proclaimed "Silesian Orthodox Army", goes all the way east.

The destination of the journey is Torn, a city in central Silesia, standing along the river Vistula.

To take back that city occupied by the rebels, and also by the princess army, they roar their military shoes and go on through the earth.

Leading that massive army was Marshal Zigmunt Lax, who was once supposed to have been held in custody by the Grand Duchy at the outbreak of the Civil War, raising his medals in the Silesia-Karlsbert War, the Raskino War of Independence, the Spring War, etc.

"... I didn't know the day would come when I would have to call Her Royal Highness the leader of the rebels."

"Your Excellency?"

"... nothing, I'm talking to myself"

Marshal Lax, known as a neutral general and as the most accomplished man in the Wang capital, was surrounded by tens of thousands of friends but isolated.

The reason for this is simple.

He didn't want a civil war or anything, and he hated fighting between the countrymen in a civil war. I also replied only vaguely to the phrase "swear allegiance" over and over again from the Grand Duke.

But while a competent general was in front of him, there was not enough room for the Grand Duke to silently overlook his hiding.

There's no way the Grand Duchy didn't do anything when the princess was training recruits or working externally.

The Grand Duke first secretly took in Marshal Lax's men and those who chose neutrality, just like him in heart. I used gold, women, territory, status, everything to take in his men.

And let them persuade Marshal Lax.

Naturally, although Marshal Lax bewildered and suspected in a sudden change of heart among his men, further underneath him comes a continual report.

It was a report that an aristocratic lord with his homeland had complimented the Grand Duke.

The fact that the homeland gave to the Grand Duke means that the homeland could also have been ravaged by the princess. Moreover, poorly, its noble territory was bordered by the territory of the princess.

Between his men's persuasion and the crisis in his hometown, Marshal Lax wondered whether his heart should prevail or whether he should throw it aside and pledge allegiance to the Grand Duke... and he chose the latter.

- I swear allegiance to Your Highness.

"A hundred men if you have a commander, Marshal."

This is how Marshal Lax, in addition to his duties as Commander-in-Chief of the Silesian Orthodox Army, also acquired the status of Count, and even became a person who commanded 100,000 troops of the Orthodox Army.

The first task entrusted to him is to establish the right to navigate the waters of the Vistula River by recapturing the Torn occupied by the princesses last year.

"Marshal Lax. I give you 70,000, the main force of our Orthodox army. You have to attack Torn at all costs. I'll leave the exact method to you."

"I understand. It is always up to you to do your utmost to meet your expectations."

"... please"

Marshal Lax was anxious about the whereabouts of this army when he heard that pleading Grand Duke.

Fulfilling, is it the enemy or the ally that prevails?

With such a history, he travels east across his beloved horse.

Doubts and anxieties about the Grand Duke are overflowing in his mind, but he does not do anything to get off the path he once decided. As a soldier, that is unacceptable.

Regardless of Marshal Lax's mood, in his head he draws a path for the Torn offense.

He's a prudent man.

Discuss every measure and draw it on your head. The Marshal asks many people for their opinions in the seat of the Ops Council and makes it an operation by picturing the various situations in his head.

At that meeting, I come up with a mundane proposal in his head. The proposal sought the opinion of all participants in the meeting, without being behaved in a nostalgic manner.

That was a proposal that required prior preparation and which even I, the Commander-in-Chief, had no authority over. When a condition is put forward at the operational meeting that "His Royal Highness's permission is granted, I agree", he meets the Grand Duke again to raise his case.

And the answer from the Grand Duke is:

"- I don't know military. But if a competent man like you needs it, that would be the best hand. All right, I'll allow it."

It was.

Marshal Lax is a prudent man.

And a competent general in the Kingdom of Silesia to contend for one or two.

That perception is the appreciation of those who survived this war, regardless of their enemy allies, a fact that most future generations of historians will agree with.

And afternoon of March 14, 639, Continental Calendar.

70,000 troops, led by Marshal Zigmunt Lax, finally see their destination and the enemies to be discussed.

"- Let the soldiers rest. You may not have time off tomorrow."

"Ha!"

The biggest battle of the civil war in Silesia quietly opened the curtain, said to be the "Battle of the Ten Days" for future generations.