I am the Monarch

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"Have you heard the rumors?"

"What rumors?"

"What a rumor. Earl Lancefield's rumors."

"Ah… you heard, of course you heard."

A few soldiers gather and chatter in small voices.

On their chests was a blue longsword symbolizing the two-prince Tommy Rhines.

The soldier who first brought out the horse was a little nervous.

"Earl Lancefield defeated the Byron and Estelle forces......."

When the horse goes on like that.

"Hey, Earl Lancefield didn't defeat you. Apparently, the Persian Empire invaded both kingdoms......."

A soldier with pointed eyes crept in.

At that moment, the soldiers frowned.

"Before the Persian Empire attacked, the two kingdoms were no match for Earl Lancefield."

"That's right. You probably never would have won."

"It was Earl Lancefield's victory."

The voice rises.

Even though the entire army followed Tommy, they were also the people of the Rhine Kingdom.

When the kingdom was in trouble, Roan won against Byron, Estelle, and the two kingdoms, their pride and treasure.

"Oh, okay. I was just saying that's the rumor."

The squint-eyed soldier grins as he snatches his neck.

The soldier, who first brought out the horse, opened his eyes once and said again.

"Anyway, Earl Lancefield must have defeated the two kingdoms and waged a full-scale succession war. Rumor has it that Earl Lancefield has already been thoroughly subdued in the vicinity."

Another soldier nods and confronts you.

"That oppression is not just oppression. I heard there are very few places where they've been subdued by force. As soon as word got out that Earl Lancefield had joined Prince Tommy and the local nobles who were following Prince Colum, they must have surrendered. He conquered the northern kingdoms without a fight."

"Thanks to you, the Northern supporters who barely kept the veins alive were wiped out."

"Now the true king, the mill ebook, has become Prince Simon's territory."

A soldier sighs, smiling bitterly.

At that time, the Eye Soldier, who had taken a lot of insults, once again said in a loud voice.

"Tsk. I don't know. Whether it's Prince Simon's territory or Earl Lancefield's..."

"What?"

The other soldiers stare at the Eyed Soldier, frowning once more.

"Why, why....... no, I just......."

When he smiles awkwardly again and tries to make excuses.

"No, I have a point."

The soldier who brought up Roan's story shrugs.

Immediately, the other soldiers confronted him.

"Yes. And speaking of which, in our view, Earl Lancefield is much better than Prince Simon."

"I heard Prince Simon decapitated all the fighters..."

"If Prince Simon ascends to the throne..."

The soldiers spread their imagination in their heads without saying a word.

"Ugh."

Rivers of blood, mountains of corpses.

A horrific ending as if it were a fire.

I felt goosebumps all over my body.

Worse.

'I don't think it's going to get any better with Prince Tommy like this.'

It was the same for the column.

No matter which of the three princes becomes king, the Kingdom of Rhine will face an era of division and conflict.

A sigh came out.

It was not one or two people.

"Phew....... How did I end up like this......."

All the soldiers take a long breath with their heads down.

"Anyway, Earl Lancefield has completely conquered the northern part of the kingdom, so he should be here in Eastbury soon."

The monarch was also the closest point to the north from Mill, right here in Eastbury.

Simon sent the Relt Force and Tommy sent the Upper Corps into a fierce battle because they were also strategic points.

The Upper Legion nods with a dark look on their faces.

The time has come to face the Red Ghost and the Red Legion.

Then.

"You don't have to worry about that already."

With a loud voice, a muscular man appeared.

"Ah, Squad Leader."

"Have a seat over here."

Soldiers stand up, leaning to the left and to the right.

A muscular man called the Squad Leader bursts into agitation, settling down among the soldiers.

"Hehe. It will take at least ten days to lead a large army from the north to here. You don't have to worry about that anymore."

It was true.

If Roan were to lead the cavalry, he would arrive in two to three days, but he could not do such reckless things in the face of a great war.

It took me six days to get a whole army of infantry and reinforcements together.

At least that was when the march was too extreme.

The squad leader claps his hands, smiling strangely.

"So let's all relax and keep our strength up. Ten days from now, there will be a big battle."

One of the soldiers cautiously asked.

"The opponent is the Red Legion, called the Empire's strongest. Will they fight with us?"

"That's right."

"Our Upper Legion is made up of territorial forces......."

It was a coalition of several nobles' territorial forces.

At the sound of the soldiers' suffering, the squadron commander ducks and smiles, pointing to the outside of the camp.

"Starting today, I started repairing the faction. And I've decided to set a trap outside the camp. If we use our strength against the front, we will have a high chance of losing. But if we can set a trap in advance, thicken our defenses, and then fight back, the Lancefield army won't be able to do anything about it."

"Ah! We're going to have some kind of monastery, right?"

"Yes, that's it. We're stuck in a camp and we just grab them by the ankles."

The squad leader nods with a big smile.

Water Temple in the field.

It was a strategy set by the commanders' meetings.

The commanders of the Upper Legion show no worthless confidence or ambition.

They chose to join forces with Roan and the Lancefield forces and to fight.

"So don't worry too much."

The squad leader stands up and looks north.

My face was full of confidence.

"That's Lancefield territory, because the Red Army won't take our camp down either."

At that, many soldiers nodded, gripping their teeth.

My confidence grew deep in my heart.

'Yes. The Red Army will have no choice but to prep and prepare.'

'We fight on the palm of our hands. There's nothing to be afraid of.'

'We'll set a trap and make the camp's defenses thicker.'

My eyes sparkled and glowed.

But the confidence of these Upper Legion soldiers was shattered in just two days.

"Hey, what's that?"

"Well, that's..."

The Upper Legion soldiers stand at the camp watchtower and look north.

Everyone's face was half dazzled.

Especially when the soldiers set a trap outside the camp, they see a cloud of smoke filling the northern sky and harden like a statue.

"Hey, isn't that Lancefield territory?"

One of the soldiers points at the high flag.

A flag with two spears and a shield with petals.

The crest of the former Tail Baron and the crest of the current Earl Lancefield was clear.

Two or two!

Immediately, the hoofbeating of the ground struck my ears.

As the dust clouds scattered, hundreds and thousands of horsemen appeared behind the soaring flags.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh!"

"Oh, how did Lancefield get here already?!"

An unbelievably large round eye.

Then.

Grrrrrrrrrrrrr!

Along with a strange sound, a huge wagon appeared over a dozen generations ago, flying through a cloud of dust, or raising a cloud of dust.

"Hey, what's that?"

"There's a wagon that big?"

"Look at the horses that haul wagons!"

The Upper Legion soldiers stare at the wagons with their mouths wide open.

Surprisingly, there were only two ordinary horses leading a large wagon.

Iron duck!

The armor of the horses clashes against each other and hisses.

"Don't you have to run away?"

"Ugh. The Red Ghosts and the Red Legions!"

Some soldiers throw shovels and pickaxes and step back.

The commanders shout as they draw their swords from their waist.

"Don't back down! Look closely at Lancefield! They're in a state of emergency with only horsemen! There are no infantry!"

The soldiers who retreated said so, and their eyes narrowed.

It was true.

The Lancefield horsemen and large unidentified wagons were the only ones.

'Yes, it took at least ten days to get to this area.'

"Horsemen only come in two days means they're exhausted!" '

"They're not intact either! '

Even though the Lancefield army is strong, there is a common denominator among the troops.

The cavalry is well-maneuverable and destructive, but the attack method is too limited.

There was no clear precedent except for a breakthrough or assault, and even being trapped in the landscape of a self-trapping trap caused problems that narrowed the breadth of the divine body.

Moreover, he alone did not use his strength in the fight against such diseases as the Ultimate Soldier or archer.

"Don't you think you're underestimating us?"

"If they're all cavalry, we just need to put the spearmen on standby."

The Upper Legion's gaze shines like a serpent's.

The horsemen and wagons of the Lancefield horsemen rushing in fiercely, whether they heard the stories of these soldiers, are slowing down, and soon they stop completely.

Hee-hee-hee!

A loud voice struck my ear.

Gulp.

The Upper Legion soldiers gaze blindly at the spectacular and spectacular sights.

At the same time, on the other side, on the rear side of the camp, the headquarters of the Upper Legion marches for their retreat.

Such a sudden situation.

"All right. Let's do it."

"I'll show you the cavalry can't do it alone."

The Upper Legion soldiers pull out their weapons and sharpen their teeth.

The feeling of being ignored and worth trying, the fraud that hit the floor rose sharply.

"Everyone grab a weapon."

"Let's fight to the death."

The heartcatching sounds poured out.

Then.

Bang!

Along with the noise, the sides of the large wagon are wide open.

No, the top part split apart as if it were being torn apart and spread out towards the sides of the floor.

What happened simultaneously in dozens of wagons.

It looks like a solid wooden plank made its way from the ground to the inside of the wagon.

"What, what?"

"Is the wagon broken?"

The Upper Legion soldiers stand still, blinking their eyes.

At that time, soldiers pour out from behind the wall of the wagon unfolding to the left and to the right.

Red ghosts, armed in red, from head to toe. They march out of the wagon without any sign of fatigue.

It was at that moment that the army that was the only cavalry was reborn into a powerful army with all sorts of diseases.

"Hehe."

The Upper Legion soldiers swallowed the wind in vain due to their fierce vigor and intimidation.

My eyes were all red.

Meanwhile, the Red Soldiers are perfectly equipped and draw their weapons.

I feel like an assault like a slave will start at any moment.

"Ugh."

The Upper Legion soldiers tremble with a calm expression.

Paralyzed by fear.

At that time, the red soldiers retreat to the left and to the right.

At the same time, a young man on a smooth and firm horse appeared behind it.

Red helmet, red armor, red cape.

Deep eyes on a man's face.

He was the owner of the Red Army and the Red Ghost Roan Lancefield, hero of the Rhine Kingdom.

'Magic wagons are useful.'

Roan settled down in the northern part of the Rhine Kingdom, then began working with the Lancefield Territories and the South Sea.

What a rush, what a rush.

However, the situation was so urgent that we couldn't march too far.

As soon as I arrived on the battlefield, I could have suffered heavy damage from an enemy attack.

All I could think of was the magic wagon, the center of the Earl Lancefield transport network.

Roan pulled out all the magic wagons that had been stockpiled for the army on the remaining twenty used magic wagons and boarded the infantry.

In addition, supplies and supplies necessary for combat and war were also carried out together through magic wagons.

Thanks to this, Roan was able to move at the same speed as the cavalry on its own in the southern hemisphere with a large army.

That's why, unlike the Upper Legion soldiers' predictions, the Roan and Red Legions were able to reach Eastbury early.

Roan glances at the stiff Upper Legion soldiers, puzzled.

Soft eyes and a blurry smile.

It seemed to make people very comfortable.

However, the harmony and defeat emanating from the entire body made me bow by myself.

"I am Roan Lancefield, Earl of the Rhine Kingdom and Lord of the lands of Lancefield in the northeast."

A powerful voice stirs the battlefield in the wind.

Gulp.

The Upper Legion soldiers all swallowed dry water with a nervous look.

Roan glances at them in hindsight.

"He who surrenders will be treated preciously as my soldier. But he who resists......."

Determined tone and expression.

There was no wavering of words in my eyes.

"I will not forgive you."

Scary to the end.

Chang, Chang, Chang! Debt!

You throw down the weapon the Upper Legion are holding.

They quickly get down on their knees.

"I surrender!"

"I, we have no intention of fighting Earl Lancefield!"

In the beginning, the Upper Legion soldiers never intended to fight outside the camp, even if they set a trap and thickened the camp's defenses.

In this situation, it was like asking for a long throat and a quick cut.

Roan steps down from the horse, gazing at the soldiers lying on the ground.

He makes his way to the soldiers alone.

Austin and his commanders and the Taoists tried to catch up, but Roan wagged his hands with a blurry smile.

Roan gently grabs the shoulder of the leading Upper Legion soldier.

"Rise."

He raises a soldier.

The other soldiers woke up on Juju Island.

Roan looks them straight in the eye and speaks confidently.

"I'm not trying to go to war."

The soldiers listen to Roan.

"I'm going to end the war."

It sounds like a joke, but the soldiers feel a heartbeat.

Roan nods, smiling bluntly.

"Come with me to save the kingdom and its people."

At the end of the sentence, the soldiers kneel down on one knee and pay their respects.

"Phew!"

A resounding voice echoed through heaven and earth.

That's how Roan's peace in the Rhine Kingdom began.

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