Dungeon Defense (WN)

Duke Milan didn't want to be a general at this point.

I didn't mean to do it. With the fall of the Grand Duke of Florence and the fall of President Elizabeth, the only family in all of Sardinia willing to surrender is the Sforcha family in Milan.

A family that is competent but poor in character. A family with high temperament but poor skills. Either way, it was likely to cause problems. Of course I did.

The Commander-in-Chief gives the order to “throw yourself into battle." The battlefield is always full of death. Let's say you're a soldier or a general. If you are faced with death because of an incompetent General, will you accept it? Can we make sense of it? Impossible.

The same is true. I end my life because of a general commander from a family that is shorter in history and less prestigious than myself. This problem is much more important than meritocracy or familialism or something like that. His life is at stake. Everyone doesn't want to die, but if they have to die, they want to face a 'reasonable' form of death... ….

That's why the Sforcha family. That's why he's Duke of Milan.

It is not easy for a human being to maintain his reputation for 50 or 20 years. You can make mistakes, or you can be willing to be tempted. Can be frustrated by the opponent's plot. The Sforcha family has endured it for over 300 years.

Honor.

Only a handful of families were able to engrave these two letters on the family crest, and the Sforcha family in Milan, along with the Medici family in Florence, was one such handful. The nobles gladly submit to their majesty. If they ordered him to die on the battlefield, I could seriously consider it.

Two guardians of the realm of Sardinia, the Black Eagle and the Leviathan. Among them, the swordpecker collapsed on Laffeccia's shore. Now Leviathan has to unleash his attack and roar...

Although Duke Milan didn't want a short-term fight.

He was also not a person who would look away from his responsibilities for 'such personal reasons.'

─ Place a general order on the entire kingdom!

─ Immediately transfer control of the Civilian Army to yourself by all city councils.

─ Sardinians, gather around!

An emergency broadcast echoes throughout the kingdom.

Duke Milan found it almost impossible to gather mercenaries soon. He attracted the civilians defending each city. Although the civilian soldier was less demoralized and less skilled than the mercenary, the quality could be replenished by the sheep.

The kingdom of Sardinia was quickly reorganized around the Duke of Milan, as if it had been time for President Elizabeth to step down.

Civilians participated more actively than expected. It's because our empire army is beginning to pillage mercilessly. The perception that we can only be defeated if we do nothing like this spread widely. Maybe Duke Milan planned it from behind. The Empire enjoyed the innards of newborns, or the absurd rumors spread.

But it was effective.

A situation where the voices of the main propagation have been greatly increased due to looting. He's a noble and a citizen and wants to end the war quickly. Here's Duke Milan's simple yet effective tactic.

There are 40,000 troops recruited by the Ordinance.

To this end, the Duke of Milan assembled 50,000 elite soldiers of multinational mercenaries at an unusual rate.

It wasn't just a fiddle with a bunch of phony numbers. The military was perfectly organized according to the commander and the region. The lords of Sardinia have led their armies into battle. "I'm going to end it here."

What our Imperial forces have done in the meantime.

“Duke. How do you want to handle San Marino? ”

“There's nothing to think about. Burn it.”

I plundered hard.

Ah, I literally looted it steadily and persistently.

Hunting, too, and pillaging, fosters cooperation among the troops. Our Imperial Army has received a new batch of Brittany. Before the great battle began, we had to match beats with the Brittany army from Miri.

It's not just the Brittany. Laura hears the news that the enemy is recruiting militia with a terrifying force and mutters, “I need some insurance.”

Immediately, I recruited a civilian soldier from the Piacencha-Parma-La Spezia area. Among them were those who surrendered to us for fear of looting and murder. This led to more than 3,900 civilians.

“If the Empire is defeated, the kingdom will not stand idly by you as traitors.", “Behold the end of the Lord Rhodes. That's what a traitor says.", “Wait quietly and die. Fight to survive.", and so on. My share of motivating the civilians fell to me.

After all, I was a professional commander of the Civilian Army. Franks' only undefeated unit in the Lily War was a peasant soldier fighting under my command. My inclination and my resolve have promptly trained a civilian soldier.

Our army burned the kingdom of Sardinia to the ground.

Duke Milan dealt with it wisely. No matter how serious the loot we carry out, we have ordered that we never respond.

However, every city our troops tried to target, only the magical armies surged. We noticed that there was no cost to the siege, and it was very difficult to fight a siege unless we were overcome by magic power. The Duke of Milan's shrewd response did not bring down the city itself, even if our armies could destroy the entire city in chaos.

It's been three weeks.

The Duke of Milan finally makes his move.

The duc has used the Navy to assemble 50,000 troops successfully. He would know if he had seen more than 50,000 troops converge on the plains once. It made me feel like even the world's most cowardly human beings were a hundred warriors.

The Imperial Army marched with great courage. Laura grins.

“Rotation is the ocean that we want. I'll show you hell.”

At Laura's command, 30,000 allies march in unison.

Laura was worshipped as a goddess by Helvetica mercenaries who had won overwhelming victories several times. Queen Henrietta and the British Imperial Army obeyed orders. They were naturally close to the warrior, and the warrior respected his defeated foe more than anyone.

Continental power, October 10.

The two armies encountered each other on the sage-Maledictus Plain.

The river Fadus flows through the plains. I didn't intend to stress my bribery by remembering the nomination one by one, so I just personally named it 'The Big River.' The 'Big River' was a great name in many ways. It was easy to remember.

There were two streams belonging to the tributaries of the Tiginus River and the Trebbia River, where Earl Fabia died in the ambush, and where Duke Florence wiped out the army.

I could have sworn.

Over the next thousand years, the 'Big River' will not be called the Padus River.

Cursed rivers, rivers drenched in blood, rivers of despair, rivers of mourning, and such name shall repent. The fall of the kingdom of Sardinia will be with this river. I was confident the enemy was close to double the current situation.

The two armies confronted each other, and Laura held a final meeting.

“ ……. ”

“ ……. ”

Helvetica's mercenary commanders and Brittany's commanders gather in the barracks. There was a strange silence. Henrietta, the Queen of the Nations, stepped aside.

Surprisingly, Laura hasn't arrived yet. I had him waiting for her. Even though it is customary for the commander to be the last to arrive late, the Brittany has taken over the air of 'Queen Consort……'. Well, I didn't really care about her at all.

“The Duke de Farnese eats! ”

The guards speak softly. All hands on deck.

Laura steps calmly on her usual steps. Some of the commanders look strange. A 22-year-old duchess. I'm too old for baby teas. However, the entire continent has been plagued with military prestige. I wonder how a commander in his 40s and 50s would feel....

“Everyone, take your seats. Allies form a formation as follows: ”

As soon as Laura raises her manners, we get to the point. The mercenary commanders sat in a chair as if they were familiar with it. The commanders of Brittany are also a little bewildered, but they are seated without words. It was thanks to the calm head of Queen Henrietta.

“Ordinarily, it would be best to have infantry stationed in a row. ”

Laura removed the clay from the map at the table.

After a while, the clays pointing to an ally's infantry were arranged evenly. It's not in line. It bends outward, like a half-moon. No, it's a triangle.

“I have a rather unusual focus on this battle. ”

“ ……. ”

The longevity has a long look on their faces. It seemed to be trying to understand Commander General's intentions.

Queen Henrietta opened her lips.

“Is the purpose of stalling? ”

“Yes. Enemy infantry forces are more than twice as many as allies." Enemy forces have the advantage of short-term combat. ”

“A little gambling.... ”

Henrietta strokes her chin slowly. I felt like I was drawing a battle in my head.

“Once you deploy your faction like this, the first row in front of you will have to take out all of the enemy's attacks. If the first anterior heat melts by mistake, the center will be pierced in an instant. You will need to deploy a considerable elite soldier. ”

“No.”

Laura shakes her head.

“The first fever is for the civilian soldier. ”

“Huh? The conscription? ”

Queen Henrietta narrows her eyes.

“You'll be defeated in no time. Do you have any good ideas? ”

“Simple. The enemy's main force is also a civilian soldier. If we are to fight the Sardinians, we must hesitate to do so. Attacking, but not actively attacking. ”

“…… indeed. It raises a homogeneous glass. ”

The queen nods.

“But there are not only Sardinian militia, but foreign mercenaries as well. Once they're in line for the first wave of hostiles, the operation is off the charts. ”

“Duke Milan will not raise a mercenary on the front lines. ”

“…… how can I be sure? ”

Laura's jaw snaps.

That's it. Laura always comes up with that smile when she has a very bad idea in the battlefield. Maybe it was a habit I learned from watching me, but I felt a little personally responsible. No matter how much I think about it, I mistreated Laura.

“Because, Your Majesty, Because the Duke of Milan is a 'smart' figure. ”

“ ……? ”

The commanders were confused, including Henrietta.

“All wise men learn from past failures. Duke Milan will analyze thoroughly why the imperial army has been defeated. It's already a glimpse that the duc has chosen this place as the battlefield, the Wise Maldives Plain. ”

Laura scrubs the map in circles with her hands.

“Look. There aren't any mountains or hillsides around here, so there's not much forest. The plains are clear all around. Enemies have all been ambushed by our Empire forces in the wars of Tikhinus, Trebbia and Yang. ”

“ ……. ”

“Duke Milan would have thought, The Empire's specialty, the Duke of Farnese, is the ambush. Then, this time, I won't even give you room for an ambush... ”

“Hmm."

Henrietta nods. Duke Milan deliberately chose the Wise Maldives Plain as the battlefield. Agree to that conjecture.

“Seals the target's strength. It's definitely the basis of a military technique... ”

Laura grins again.

“The problem is that it's fundamental. Duke Milan walked out on his feet. ”

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NineBreaker//Yes, the more war, the better for Dantalian. Since the advent of the Dantalians in the world, every country on the continent has been promoted by the Dantalians. (...)

Cleaner63//You send a lot. There are times when I check late. (...)

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ProlMarun//Elizabeth is not meant to be bullied...!

Fishman//Well. Maybe the neck of Dantalian. ^ o ^

TheDaybreak//Thank you.

It's a very simple conclusion that if you can't beat the enemy early in the morning, you can split up and eat together.

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Maysai//No, you're safe for now.

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