I am the Monarch

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"As expected. They're breaking through the southern border."

"Idiots. Phew."

Elton Court smiles bitterly.

He was organizing a military meeting in a barracks.

The finger points to a crude graffiti that cannot be called a map, or a map, spread out on a table.

"You crossed the South Coast Mountains unprepared. You underestimate us, but you underestimate us."

The deputies burst into laughter.

"Hmph! The king is full of arrogance, too."

"Even though the South Coast Mountains are not a great geography to move a large force, I think Mills and Chester are dumber than the rumors."

"We've set up fences, towers, and camps on the acidity in advance, and we've ambushed a small group of troops, so even a royal army won't be able to make it across the mountains without warning."

Confident faces.

'Yes!'

We can win! '

Commanders and deputies from the commoners without titles and castles trembled with excitement.

After defeating only the Rebellion and surrendering to Byron kingdom with Baron Court and Baron Leonard's lands, he was promised the title of Baron.

"Life changes! '

It turns into a glorious life in which the nobles and symbols used to shout loudly in their lives.

'Hehe. Simple guys.'

Elton ridicules me with the look on their faces.

'Life doesn't change that easily.'

Surrendering to Byron Kingdom did not allow ordinary civilian commanders and deputies to serve as barons.

No, Elton didn't want it in the first place.

"If I spread my share to you, my share will be reduced. '

He was promised a great territory by the Byron Kingdom with his birthright.

As well as the position of commander of the Southern Army in Byron Kingdom.

'We just have to hold out until the enemy of Byron Kingdom arrives. We only need ten days to hold off those insurgents coming up from the south. Then I will be Biron and Confederate Commander of Byron Kingdom.'

I had a pleasant imagination in my head.

"Where's that monster, Roan Tail, by the way?"

"Yes. Only thing that breaks through the mountains are Mills Boysa and Chester Cowan, right?"

"You idiots. Whose jurisdiction is the Southern Mountains?"

"Ah! The nobles who follow Prince 2 and Prince 3 are holding him by the ankles?"

"Yes! Don't you see? Hehehe."

"Power struggle, despite the suppression of rebellion. This country is rotten."

The commanders and deputies laughed and talked.

A very loving and peaceful time.

Unfortunately, that time did not last long.

"My lord!"

The door to the barracks opens wide, revealing a soldier.

Very urgent and wasteful color.

"What's going on?"

Elton carefully asked, feeling an ominous aura.

The soldier swallows his dry saliva once and then replies with an aggressive expression.

"The southern defense line has been breached."

"What?!"

Elton's eyes are wide open.

It is the same for the commanders and deputies in the barracks.

"What? You crossed the southern border?"

"You're telling me the South Coast line has been breached?"

Similar questions poured out like a rainstorm.

The soldier nods, expressing frustration.

"Yes! Completely breached! An army led by Mills Boysa and Chester Cowan is rushing over the mountains!"

Boom!

There was a big bang.

Because Elton couldn't resist hitting the table.

"The line of defense of the South Coast Mountains was built with great care! Then how can you not survive five days? Nonsense!"

The noisy commanders and deputies all winked and kept their mouths shut.

They look at Elton for a moment and pretend to be furious.

"You must be up to something!"

"That's right. Otherwise, that solid line wouldn't have been so easily pierced!"

Several deputies nod, slapping their heads.

The soldier who posted the report noticed for a moment and replied with a crawling voice.

"Well, that's not true. According to the messenger, it was a perfect hole. They say the Boysa and Cowan forces attacked the defense lines in front of them and wiped them out in a heartbeat."

Boom.

At that moment, a heavy silence settles in the barracks.

Gulp.

Elton and other deputies swallowed dry water.

I remembered the expression of disbelief and horror on my face.

I can't believe it. I heard the Royal Elite Soldiers are strong, but in just five days, they're strong enough to break through the defenses above the ridge? '

You think you can take out a defensive force that's already in the game in five days? '

The awkward silence continued for a while.

It was Tony, Elton's right-hand man, who broke the silence.

"What's their damage?"

Everyone's gaze was focused on the soldier.

The soldier mutters powerlessly with a sunken face.

"Two thousand in both armies."

"2,000?! There are only 2,000 casualties combined with Boysa Corps and Kowan Corps?!"

One of the commanders shouts.

The troops that Elton deployed to the South Coast line were 5,000.

Based on the disadvantage of the camp and the interests of the airmen, at least the Boysa and Cowan forces should have been close to 10,000.

Tony shakes his head, his expression wide open.

"Is that it? What are the skills of those so-called elite royal soldiers......?"

He was half mesmerized.

But we couldn't spend time like this.

Mills and Chester's troops will be on their way at this point.

"My lord, you must retreat!"

The area where the camp is currently being built is a field in the northern part of the Psycho Mountains.

It was the perfect place for a grand slalom.

'Those disadvantaged mountain battles were also victorious. You can't go head-to-head in a field like this! We must return to Tradi Castle, where we have dominion.'

If we lock the gates and hold them off, the Byron Kingdom's hostiles will arrive.

"We'd better have an open water battle at Trady Castle."

"That's the only way."

Elton grips his teeth with a white, dull face.

'Dammit! You monsters!'

I didn't think his abilities were so bad either, but each one of them had monstrous abilities.

Not enough Roan Tails to be chased away by kids like Mills Boysa and Chester Cowan! '

Pride was broken, but there was no other way.

He looks back at the commander and his deputies and orders them to retreat.

"Clear the camp and retreat to Trady Castle! Hurry up! Don't let them catch your tail!"

"Yes! I understand!"

The commanders and officers quickly responded and ran out of the barracks.

Bang! Bang! Dong!

Within moments, a disturbing drum rang to announce the retreat.

When word gets out that the Resistance has broken through the South Coast Mountains, Elton's soldiers make their move like rats on a fire.

In the blink of an eye, I was ready to withdraw.

"Retreat! We're going to Trady Castle!"

Elton takes the lead and kicks the horse's belly.

A strong horse.

However, that vigorous step soon stopped.

Two or two!

A short-term film that generates white dust.

A bloody soldier stands in the way of Elton's retreat.

"My lord!"

A fervent voice.

The soldier drops to the ground.

Boom.

Kneeling on the ground, I feel exhausted.

"Th, Trady Castle has been handed over to the Resistance!"

The sound of crying hit my ears with the wind.

Elton tugs at the wheel.

Heeheeheeheeheehee!

The horse cries violently and stops walking.

It is loud, but there is no sound in Elton's ears.

He glances at you with a dazzled expression, then struggles to speak out.

"W-what do you mean?"

The question could no longer be continued.

It was quite shocking.

What do you mean, Trady Castle? To the Resistance?

After all, Tony, who was there, asked me instead.

"Trady Castle was handed over to the Resistance? What are you talking about? Who the hell took Trady Castle?"

A voice mixed with anger and embarrassment strikes my ear.

The soldier, who was sighing harshly, shouted with a loud nod.

"Roan Tail!"

He collapsed unconscious after saying that.

But no one stepped up and helped.

Everyone's eyes were stiff as a statue.

They were distracted by the terrible name they had just heard.

Roan Tail! '

Everyone swallowed dry water with a pale face.

The worst opponent had already choked on their own breath.

* * *

"Hahaha! Elton started a rebellion with this much power!"

Mills Boysa kicks the horse in the belly with a big smile.

Two or two!

Nine thousand troops followed behind him.

Elton Court. You underestimate us. '

He thought the South Coast line of defense would buy him enough time.

But it's a perfect misunderstanding.

The local infantry, which was gathered everywhere, could not stop the Royal Elite Soldiers.

Besides...

'From the South Coast Mountains, Chester and I decided to move separately.'

If you're stuck in there, Chester might snatch the player from the territory.

It was the same with Chester.

In the end, the two of them crazily broke through the defense lines so that they wouldn't be left behind by each other, and the Elton South Coast line was destroyed in just five days.

'Chester would be running towards Trady Castle by now.'

The target is Elton.

That's why I didn't look at other villages or small castles in the middle.

Occasionally, the only ones to strike back are the ones to crush and break through.

Thanks to this, the pace of the Boissa Force's march has been reminiscent of a truly long shield.

At that moment, Moz Boysa, Mills' closest and distant relative, approaches.

"Brother! Isn't this strange?"

He points his finger forward.

"It's hard to understand that the Baron Court's power is this sloppy, no matter how low. At this point, there should be a new defense or deterrent line.There are no ant cubs, other than deterrents."

"You're right. It's too loose."

Mills nods.

'It's hard to understand that the entire area is empty, even if Elton focuses his strength on Tradi Castle.'

However, there was no room to sit and understand the situation.

In the meantime, Chester will be diligently marching towards Trady Castle.

"Just a little farther out is Baron Court's second-largest castle, Phillies. Gather information from there."

"Yes! I understand!"

Phyllis is a castle to the south of Tradi Castle and was an important node to rule the southern hemisphere of the Duke of Court.

'Taking it down is like taking over the southern region.'

Tactical warfare flowed more easily than I expected.

Two or two!

With Mills and Moss in front, 9,000 troops run with all their might.

We had to take down Phyllis Castle and advance towards Trady Castle sooner than Chester's Cowan troops.

I wonder how long it took.

At the end of the vast field, you can see the castle that rises.

"Phillies Castle!"

Mills stops the troops from advancing at the Scout's Cry.

Soldiers with long numbers facing the wall.

Then.

"Kowan Corps, Kowan Corps!"

Chester leads his troops eastward.

Really spicy.

Mills and Chester had a hard time covering their advancement.

"Attack first!"

Mills gives an urgent order.

It was very unlikely that Phyllis Castle would survive in front of 20,000 troops.

I was more likely to take over my specialty, which was the first to attack.

"Attack!"

"Waaaahhhh!"

A squadron of boysa rushes towards Phillies Castle with a shout.

"Dammit! We're attacking too!"

Watching him, Chester bites his teeth tightly and gives an attack order.

I couldn't afford a new advance.

If you fall behind, you get nothing.

"Attack!"

"Attack!"

In the end, the Kowan troops once again hit the ground without even breathing.

The advance of the Boysa and Kowan forces.

The attack on the vast army reaching 18,000 was truly spectacular.

In front of it lies the crisis of the windmill.

It was like seeing a small sailboat lying on top of a furnace.

Then.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Dong!

Drums rumble in the walls of Phyllis Castle.

At the same time.

Yuck!

A tightly closed gate opens wide and the drawbridge comes down.

"Huh?!"

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Mills and Chester were embarrassed.

They hurriedly halt the march of the troops and plunge across the moat.

Bang! Bang! Dong!

Even the drums that were beating my ears became silent.

At the wide open gate, a young man in plain clothes, not armor, appeared.

A man with small eyes who can't tell if he's closed or not.

He was Clay.

Clay walks out with a bold expression and sits on the bridge.

"Dear Mills Boy, Chester Cowan, Thank you for coming all the way here."

He bows his head in a very polite and gentle manner.

"Who are you?"

Chester frowns and asks again.

Clay smiles and replies.

"I am Clay, the baron of Tails."

Bang!

At that moment, Mills and Chester's faces hardened.

"Te, the Baron Tail?"

"Why is the baron of Tails here......?"

They frowned as if they couldn't understand.

Clay smiles faintly at them, his arms widening.

Moment.

Pa!

A colossal flag rises over the wall.

< Tail Corps. >

It was definitely Roan's short-term.

"What the..."

When Mills and Chester stuttered, Clay said in a surprised voice.

"Tradi Castle and Phyllis Castle have been taken by our Tail Corps."

* * *

"The Boysa and Cowan forces should be arriving at Phyllis Castle by now."

"Yes, I'm sure you're very upset."

Roan and Harrison talk side-by-side.

They were currently marching towards the Baron Court's north-eastern region.

Harrison smiles at the 2,000 soldiers following him.

"The more I look at this Clay guy, the more amazing he seems to be."

"He's definitely capable."

Roan nods quietly.

It was all thanks to Clay's cunning that he was able to take over Trady Castle and Phyllis Castle in an instant using the Sailboat.

And Clay.

'Perfectly predictable to Elton's escape route.'

Thanks to this, Roan was able to lead the elite cavalry, including Harrison and Amaranth troops, into the pursuit of Elton Court shortly.

"But are we really allowed to be so relaxed?"

Harrison asked with a slightly worried expression.

Roan whispers in a small voice.

"Elton Court is on the run, but his troops are over 3,000. Besides, the Byron Empire is under siege. The only way to get rid of them completely is to stick to the plan."

"Yes, I'm sure that's the only way."

Harrison nods and looks forward.

"I hope the White Captain of Austin is good enough for you."

In response, Roan smiled and replied without hesitation.

"You'll do great. Austin never......."

My eyes sank calmly.

"You never let me down."

Perfect Faith.

Roan follows Harrison, looking forward.

Beyond the wide open hills, dense forests and high and low mountains suddenly rise.

Perhaps the battle is happening there as well.

The battlefield is being swiftly summoned like a greedy monster.

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