Herscherik (Reincarnated Prince Series)

Everyone lurked their breath in the dark woods.

When the eastern sky finally begins to brighten, Heath's deputy hurries to report to his boss.

"General Blaze, there was a signal from the border fort. All troops, you can go out at any time.

"Oh man, it's finally time.

On horseback Heath shrugs her shoulders.

Three days ago, after a surprise attack by the Imperial Army in the country, Heath took the surviving army with the exception of the 2,000 horsemen that Theodore had taken, and once evacuated the surprise point, he changed course and was lurking in this place since last night.

(Has it all come to the Prince's word? It's horrible to go through the praise.

Heath was dressed in her tent the night she left the capital. It was Hershelik's lead butler who showed up there without a sound. Heath was surprised but not disturbed by the butler, who appeared without sound or indication. Heath, who had a long experience on the battlefield, knew that his bellies, who appeared in that place where he first met the prince, were not the only ones.

Octavian, the son of a fiery general, was a pal of the ancient knowledge, and I knew that Weiss, who caused problems within the royal castle from time to time, had been entertained as a genius with all the guys from the magic bureau. But only the butler doesn't have any information. Heath, a former mercenary, had just felt the unique atmosphere of those who lived behind him.

I went into the woods as he asked me to, and I met Hershelik, who made me refrain from knights and magicians on the left and right. There he was not a serene and unusual prince as he had seen in the castle.

"Excuse me for calling in for the night, General Blades. I want to talk to you about something.

Yes, Hershelik cut it out.

"I don't mind Heath, Prince. And since I'm a mercenary up there, I don't like the awe-inspiring tone, which may be crude, but it helps if you give me a break.

"Then let me call you Mr. Heath. The tone is that I don't like being awed either, so do as you please.

Hershelik snorts at Heath, who says so. And I cut to the chase.

"This time, maybe we'll get an Imperial Army ambush in the country.

"…… domestically?

Heath forgets the salutation, and asks Hershelik in return. Hershelik nodded without offending Heath's question.

"From here on out it's my prediction… it's my prediction if I assume the worst.

That he might be ambushed by the Imperial Army during the march. That the information on the Imperial Army obtained by my country is erroneous and that there may be more large armies waiting than assumed.

"Prince, excuse me, may I take one?

Heath, having finished listening to Hershelik, scratches his head to mess up his hair, then says so, asks the prince for permission and magically lights a cigarette. Inhaling and exhaling, the area filled with the smell of tobacco. But it was also an instant, and when the magician, who was right next to the prince, frowned and uttered his magic words, a wind blew around him, and the smoke and smell of cigarettes flowed.

"... To be honest, you're unbelievable.

"Mr. Heath……………."

"I'm not loyal enough to believe everything about the prince without proof or foundation.

If there is an annoying deputy on the spot, he says he can grab it from behind and Heath can smoke again. Heath and his acquaintance, Oran, have no choice but to leak a bitter laugh at the way it is.

Hershelik just told us what might happen in the future. I haven't told you anything about why that could happen.

Heath continues her words as she exhales purple smoke.

"Well, you can predict it somewhat. The prince can't say why, too.

Heath stinks of trouble, but she's not stupid. So I somehow could have predicted what the prince was concerned about and blurred without being able to say anything.

But Heath dares put it into words.

"We're soldiers. It's my job to risk my life and take my life. So if you want to fight, I will. But if they treat hundreds or thousands of lives like toys, even if I'm negligent in my duties, I'm angry. We soldiers are not royalty or nobility toys.

Heath spins her words like she blames her. Hershelik merely accepted a word that he could not open up even if he was accused of disrespect. The leaders keep silent without saying anything.

Then he smoked again and dropped his shoulders like he was weakened when he inhaled and exhaled.

"So, what did His Highness Hershelik do to me?

"…… believe the story, will you? Even though I can't tell you the evidence or the rationale?

Heath leaks a bitter smile to Hershelik, who rounds his eyes. Even though she looked like an adult until just now, her age-appropriate expression had a sharp difference and it was a leaky laugh.

"It's the sad sex of the worker who can't turn against you. Besides, Your Highness wouldn't do us any harm, would he?

Hershelik has a high reputation within the military. Sometimes that's what solved the church case earlier, but the prince in this march is good for the soldiers in general.

First, because the prince wanted the same thing as the average soldier, the dietary situation improved. The meals of soldiers who join the march are qualitative. Conversely, the meals of the nobles are often more opulent than that. But if the highest-ranking prince were to eat the same meal as the average soldier, the quality would have to be improved, and the budget for the meals of the noblemen he had ever had would have to be cut. The nobles have no problems if they bring up their own money, but such acts can be carried out before the prince is eating a qualitative meal.

The next thing I know, the prince was easy on everyone. Listens to the soldiers' words without separation and enjoys conversation. And I don't look down like the other nobles.

It was normal for Hershelik, but among the soldiers, the prince's reputation was eel climbing.

Such princes could not have thought of using themselves like the other nobles.

"Thank you, Mr. Heath.

Yes, thank you very much, Hershelik. It's not royal to honestly thank yourself for being a mercenary out of common sense. Heath decided to believe Hershelik, who behaves like an unroyalty.

And as the prince said, he was ambushed, but he had told the Second Army commander in advance, so he was able to avoid unnecessary confusion.

Furthermore, the Imperial Army is completely alarmed because it disguises information that the Royal Army has collapsed with communications magic equipment on the part of the Imperial Army that it has obtained. Thanks to this I was able to lurk in the woods without being distracted. All you have to do is ambush the Imperial Army as soon as the Prince's side is ready.

The military is not the only consideration for the prince. In advance, he predicts the route that the Imperial ambush forces will take and instructs several villages on that path to evacuate using the faces of mercenary guilds.

I know Heath used to belong to the mercenary guild, but the mercenary guild hates being taken into the country. Their qualities are free. My brother-in-law, my contract and my reward were what they trusted, not tied to the state either instead of my life being guaranteed by the state.

I didn't know why such a guild moved for the prince.

"I've been a little bit with them..."

I won't go into that detail, Hershelik. However, Heath expects that the prince may have helped the mercenary guild in some way. And the Mercenary Alliance is the nature of all Alliance members, including the Alliance Leader, who want to reward them with gratitude.

(I had no idea that nobleman hated him.

I think of someone who was once a facial acquaintance of the mercenary age and who is now head of the Alliance. He was a race that nobles hated. The fact that he lends a hand to royalty over nobility like that is interesting.

(But there are many enemies...)

Heath checks the current situation in her head.

The Imperial Army is a hundred thousand troops. Ten times the original information. In contrast, I am about sixteen thousand. Completely unintended does not cover the number of disadvantages.

(Well, how do we do it? Again, this is………)

When Heath came to a conclusion and tried to give instructions, someone approached him.

"Mr. Heath.

"What's up, three boys?

As Heath turned her gaze, there was a young man, a former boss with crimson armor and Roland's son, alias' General of the Blaze '. Heath, who had made several trips to the Marquis Ordis family in relation to her work, is also associated with the family. Especially with my sons, I was forced to work with them. It was these three men who made the most sense of talent and impression.

"……… the way you call it, will you stop?

Heath put his head on Oran, a three man who leaked a bitter laugh without realizing that it was a battlefield.

"Bad, bad. So, Octavian, what is it?

Oran turned a bitter smile on Heath's words and tightened his expression.

"Will you leave me with an elite thousand horsemen?

"…… Are you going to storm the General?

Heath also changes her face to Oran's prophecy. It was the face of a general who would keep ten thousand soldiers.

"Yes."

"There are no soldiers to throw away.

"I understand.

Heath truncated Oran's prophecy with a blade of words, but Oran did not retreat.

"But over time, even if it's an ambush, disadvantages can be disadvantageous. So I'll settle early.

"I know that. But the other general will be in the back. Elite but difficult...... what a word is not enough. Once you have taken an ambush and cut some battle power, turn back to the border fort, and then bring it into a long battle to wait for reinforcements or wait for the opponent to pull up.

We also have supplies. Heath thinks that even two weeks of reinforcements from Wang Du could outrun them. On the contrary, the imperial army's food is not infinite. If we can cut supplies by setting fire to the food in this ambush, it will be difficult to maintain as many as 100,000 large areas, and we will have to withdraw. You don't have to win or lose. That was the measure conceived by Heath, alias' The Undefeated General '.

But Oran swings to Heath to the side of his neck.

"That would take too long... I don't have time.

"Don't have time?

Oran dares not answer Heath's question, but looks straight into Heath's eyes.

"I will never lose.

"… ok. Take the Kingsguard and the elite of my unit. Don't die.

Heath gives permission to break into serious eyes, and Oran laughs invincibly and shows them.

"Sure. And a fast legged horse, please. Weiss, you ready?

The person questioned by Oran snorts. I just don't see his expression with its extinct beauty in a very good mood. Muddy, dirty clothes and long pure white hair told the story of his displeasure.

Seeing him like that, Heath remembers when he was ambushed.

As I was skipping directions as I was being ambushed and forming, the light covered my sight with the roar. And when the light stopped, there was a thin watery junction in front of him, and the corpse of the soldiers of his own army, and the imperial soldiers who turned it into charcoal.

Heath did not know what had happened, but the rendezvous Oran said that the lead magician's wide-area magic had literally wiped out no more than one enemy ambush unit. On top of that, because the allies were bound to avoid harm, no magical damage was done to their own forces. Thanks to this, the damage and minimization can be stopped. Furthermore, the Royal Army has been able to circulate false information that it has been destroyed, so this ambush can be carried out...

(To that butler, the three Ordis weather boys, and even this magician... who the hell is that prince?

Trinity Trinity's masterpieces. Instead of being one-sided and two-sided, it also only solicits Heath's interest in that prince whose personality is too strong to swear allegiance, somewhat pale in nature.

(Nice, next time I want to try booze with you... are you still a kid?

Kukukuku, and returns Heath's consciousness to the magician as he rings his throat.

"The point is, should we make our way to the enemy commander?

Even as a matter of course, unfolding his magic like a demon god in a picture story, he said as if to talk about the weather.

The noise echoed. A cavalry of the kingdom storms the hills toward the headquarters of the Imperial Army. Those who were at the border fort were not able to raise their voices, except Hershelik and Kro.

"Is that the Expeditionary Army, sir?

"Yeah, Expeditionary Army. That's" The Undefeated General, "that's an exquisite positioning.

Hershelik answers, looking down from the high ground as he sees Roy stunned.

"'Cause he disintegrated……………………."

"That's a lie.

"Eh?"

To Hershelik, who said hello, Roy shall be Kyoton.

"I knew there were people in the army who went to the Empire. That's why I let you use it.

If you want to deceive your enemies, start with your allies. Cro also snorts at Hershelik's words.

"You believed it easily. Well, I tried to be.

Information manipulation, which is the crux of a secret detective. Crowe did a brilliant job finding evidence with one hassle.

"But the difference between the military……………"

There is certainly a difference in force strength. Even amateurs know that the current situation is not good, so much so that they differ from the enemy army. Hershelik figured that out.

"Yeah, but. It's pretty simple how to end the war quickly. Hey, General Bartolt.

Bartolt opens his eyes after thinking for a few beats as Hershelik throws his words.

"…… Your Highness, are you kidding me?

Hershelik laughed at the answer.

"Any formidable brave man can't move if he loses his head. That's the same for the army.

If you take out the opponent's general in an action game, that's where you decide to win or lose. However, reality is not a game, so it is difficult to take over the Admiral so easily.

"No, it is impossible to take over the commander-in-chief of the enemy, just in this great army.

"Right. It would be difficult if this were a normal battle.

Hershelik continued his words as he nodded at Bartolt's words.

"But this isn't a normal battle.

The Imperial Army does not doubt its victory. Because the number of Imperial Armies overwhelmingly exceeds that of the Royal Army and because it is promised in a deal with Barbasse. This place looks like a battlefield, only a seat for business talks between the Empire and Minister Barbasse. The opponent's commander assumes that he has decided to win or lose before it begins. That's a big alarm.

Besides, this one has a power that the opponent doesn't know.

Alarmed enemy forces, self-armies believed to have been destroyed, perfect ambushes, General Blaze called undefeated...... and his own leaders.

Hershelik assumed the worst and made measures against it. Strange tactics that even take advantage of being ambushed. The result of the measure will be in this battlefield.

(The rest depends on them.

I did everything I could. All you have to do is believe in your bellies.

"It's okay. Because you have my knight and my magician.

Hershelik laughed, as usual.

The ambush was a success. However, the number of enemies is high, and over time the formation is formed and the defense is consolidated. But that's what Oran was after. That's where the army is headed until it thickens.

The moment we identified it, the wind ran to tear the enemy forces apart in a straight line. The wind cleaves up many imperial armies, and scatters them like leaves of trees, creating a straight path to the headquarters where the Commander-in-Chief is located. The soldiers say it was after the war that they realized it was an attack by personal magic.

Mages also exist on the battlefield. It can be an attack magician, or a magician who assists with communications, etc. A competent senior magician could have slaughtered one unit with a single magic, but there was no such thing as a powerful magician who made his way to the main battalion with just one blow of magic.

But Weiss, Hershelik's lead magician, does it with ease.

There was a man who ran down the path made by such a misinformed magician, with one hand the sword that the more he slashes a man, the more cleavage he will cut, cutting his life without stopping the horse from walking his enemies as the knight pops out in front of him. He dyed his dusk hair red and dyed his deep red armor even more red. Thousands of cavalry following him continue from the rear, but Oran penetrates one enemy army deep without worrying about his back.

A successful man like a general who raised his name along the way also takes his life with his white blade. The general who slaughtered him was one of the best samurai in the empire, but Oran ran his horse unceasingly and built a path for the body behind him.

Finally, Oran, who arrives at the main battalion, turns his blood-sucking, red-dyed sword cutting-edge to the commander-in-chief, hardened by fear, while the elites he has taken hold of the enemy soldiers.

"Choose. Prisoner or death.

Oran's short question. Dick Iol Lynx, commander-in-chief, had the answer.

Cheer from the Royal Army. At the same time, a light sphere was raised from his own army that could reward him for his victory, and scattered away like fireworks in the universe. It would be a halt to combat from enemy forces. Similar signals are up. It had not been an hour since the battle had begun.

"... yeah, I could have gone in the short showdown, yeah.

Hershelik groans pompously.

No matter how many surprise attacks, the numbers are overwhelmingly unfavourable. So I said you have to win before your opponent can form a complete formation. And both Oran and Shiro agreed on that. But I never thought we'd have a super short-term showdown this far. Hershelik left everything he did on the actual battlefield to Oran, so he didn't know how they would move, but he knew what they'd done in the long run.

The Royal Army leaves some troops behind and ambushes the Imperial Army. Heath must have been the one who gave the command. It was bright handiwork. The Imperial Army strikes where it floats under ambush. The Royal Army, led by Heath, attacks.

But their opponents aren't attacked all the time either. The Imperial Army tries to defend its main formation by forming a formation. But that became the landmark of the main force.

There, Shiloh ignored the formation and then blew off the wind magic of defensive junction ignorance to create a way to blow up the enemy army. Some of the troops who were holding back behind the path stormed and quickly took control of the main unit. Hershelik expects it was Oran who probably stormed it.

(What - force moves...... or cheats?

Hershelik has a dry laugh at his men's far too common sense prowess.

I do believe in the leaders. And my oddity has come to pass. But apart from that, all they have is a dry laugh with their strengths out of reality.

"You were right, weren't you?

Deacon who answers naturally to the Lord who laughs dry. The very fact that he takes this situation for granted, he is also permanently separated, but Hershelik did not speak out. Hershelik himself, who can follow them, is permanently separated, but he doesn't realize it.

Give me a laugh. Hershelik takes a deep breath once. Then he stared at the battlefield, which gradually subsided and appeased.

"In the meantime, this fight is our victory.

Roy, who watched the prince squeal right beside him like that, intuited that he would never forget it for life.

The light plugged in with the sunrise illuminates the side of Hershelik, making his righteous face divine. Roy narrowed his eyes to a light that seemed to symbolize the times to come.