I am the Monarch

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Finally, everyone came together in one place.

No, everyone except Sammy, who is in charge of the Southern defense of the Rhine Kingdom, is in one place.

Along with Harrison, Brian, and Fields, who led the destruction of Roan Lancefield, along with Austin and Walter, Assistant Director Chris and Captain Keef of Tenebra, and Aviation Director Ian Phillips.

Furthermore, Earl Lancefield's main pretenders, including Seat Wiggins, Elba Dional and Heath Porter, who were heavily fortified in the war against the Column Lines, gathered in the Castle of Mosen in the northern part of the McGinley region.

"I'd like to hold a banquet if I feel like it, but I hope you understand now is not the time."

Everyone nods at Roan's words.

You defeated the Kallu alliance and leveled the central and southern regions of the Rhine Kingdom, but you still had a great enemy.

The Liberation Army of the North Rhine and the Estonian Empires, to Byron and the Estelle Kingdoms.

'As well as the remnants of Simon and Column.'

To this end, Bernard Landingham and Andre Mold, deputy commanders of the Lancefield Force, who are from the Royal Guard, were entrusted with the task of subjugating the Royal Central and Royal Miller Defenses and Residual Party.

In the past few days, Roan announced the contents of the meeting, looking at the faces of various shamans.

"Three intelligence agencies report that Birch Heather Myers of the Estonian Empire is leading 30,000 elite troops here to Mosen Castle. We intercept enemies in the plains north of Mosen Castle."

30,000 troops were enough to take on.

"Once you see the Lancefield army, form a platoon, a left and a right, and leave the reserves in Mosen Castle to form a rear guard."

Everyone nods.

Roan's orders continue.

"We appoint Austin to the Left Armed Forces General and Walter to the Chief."

Austin and Walter stood up and took the ordinance, terribly close to the end.

"Phew! Leave it to me."

"I will surely win!"

Roan smiles bluntly and looks at Harrison.

"We appoint Harrison to the Commandant General and Brian to the Commandant General."

By identity, Brian had to be in charge, but considering his career and his specialty, Harrison was more qualified for the General Manager position.

Brian was aware of this as well.

"Congratulations. I'll be assisting you."

Handshaking hands with a smile first.

"Well, yeah. Please take good care of it."

Harrison, who used to lead Amaranth's troops next to Roan, nodded slightly.

Roan's gaze returned to Pills.

"I am in command of the military. The commander appoints Phils and Porter."

"Phew! Leave it to me!"

Pills and Heath nod, answering in one voice.

This was not the end.

Roan looks at Sheet and Elva.

"Baron Elva Dional. What do you think? I want you to take over the commander of the rear guard."

"Yes? For me?"

Elba asked with a somewhat hesitant expression.

In fact, Elva's position within the Lancefield territory was a bit hazy at the moment.

Although he betrayed Column because his loyalty was originally great, he had not yet decided to join Roan's camp.

"I'm not asking you to go into battle. I can wait as long as you decide. I just don't want to waste my superpower. I want you to cover the reserves in the rear and protect Mosen Castle."

Roan's gaze turned to the sheet.

"I'll put Seat Wiggins in charge."

In response, the eyes of Elba and Sheet gleam and glow.

We had already checked each other's minds, so we didn't want to fall apart for a while.

I had a faint smile on my mouth.

Elva nods shyly.

"Thank you for believing in me. I'll do my best."

At that, Roan nods, smiling bluntly.

Everything feels right where it is.

His gaze now turned to Ian, Chris and Keefe.

"I appoint Ian Phillips as the general military officer responsible for the strategy of the entire territory. I will give you full authority over Abnegation. In addition, I'll have Earl Phillips' wives and knights assembled in my division."

"Thank you."

Ian quickly bows his head.

"Chris will lead the Agency to closely monitor and collect the presence of the Rhine Liberation Army and Byron Kingdom forces."

"Yes, I understand."

Chris bows slightly.

"Keefe, lead the Tenebrae forces to take operational action within the Lines Liberation Army and focus on identifying Simon and Column's remains."

"Yes, don't worry."

Keefe replied with a confident expression and voice.

After that, Roan gave orders and missions to each of the shamans and commanders.

There was no major disagreement as the missions had already come out of military meetings over the past few days.

"Is it just a matter of time now….."

With every command, Roan sighs for a long time.

Several muggers spent their time talking.

After some time, the conference room doors finally opened, and Agents, Tenebra, and Abnegation officials revealed themselves.

"I've finally made my move."

Reporting was simple.

Roan rises from his feet, nodding slowly.

"We move, too."

Orders were also simple.

But no one asked me again.

"Phew!"

The hot voice filled the meeting room.

* * *

Boom!

With a murmur, the door of the office opens wide.

"Commander!"

A young, spoiled longevity cried out in a desperate voice.

"What's going on?"

Aaron Tate, commander of the Eastern Army, who was meeting with various commanders, frowned.

However, there was an unusual trend between Byron and the Eastern Kingdom facing the border, leading up to an annual military meeting.

"Ooh, it's moving!"

The young man swallowed dry saliva.

He glanced at the commanders in hindsight.

"Byron and the Estelle forces have begun marching."

At that moment, the faces of Aaron and other longevity workers hardened.

"Hmm. Is it moving at last......."

A low roar came out.

Aaron takes a long breath and closes his eyes.

The invasion of Byron and the Eastern Kingdom was somewhat anticipated.

'Later than I expected, actually.'

Although the two kingdoms had suffered tremendous damage in the previous wars, they could not have missed the situation where the Rhine Kingdom was being torn into three pieces and fighting a civil war.

'Clay of the North Lines Kingdom must have plotted.'

Aaron bites his lower lip tight.

'We need to send a letter to the Lancefield Territories and the Northern Army first.'

The Eastern army alone could not face the Byron and Estelle kingdoms.

At least as many Byron Empire troops invaded from the north as the Northern Army did.

But the situation was not so pleasant.

'The Northern Army will be too busy fighting the Rhine Liberation Army.......'

It was the same for the Lancefield Territories.

"Whew."

I took a long breath by myself because I was frustrated.

'We must fight to the death.'

We have no choice but to hold off until the Lancefield army defeats the Rhine Liberation Army and returns.

Aaron slowly stood up and looked at the commanders.

Everyone looks aggressive.

They also knew how urgent and urgent the situation was.

"Everyone dies......."

When the horse goes on like that.

Boom!

Once more, the door of the Oval Office opens wide with a dull sound.

Aaron and all his commanders glanced at the door, frowning.

Immediately, the young soldier appeared through the wide open door.

He lowers his head slightly and pulls a letter out of his chest.

"Here's Earl Lancefield's letter."

"Hmm?!"

At that moment, the people who were filling the office looked surprised.

As the situation was the situation, I thought of an unknown expectation even when I said that it was Roan's letter.

Aaron takes the letter and carefully opens it.

Subtractive content.

"Well, what does it say?"

"Something helpful?"

There were questions everywhere.

Aaron smiled, reading the contents carefully from start to finish.

He looks at everyone's face with a relieved expression.

"Our eastern army......."

Gulp.

Everyone swallowed dry saliva with a nervous look.

Aaron's smile grows darker.

"We march north."

Several of the commanders frowned, fearful of falling horses.

"Yes? What about the east?" What about the Estelle royal army? "

Questions spilled.

Aaron smiled instead of answering.

* * *

"Is that the herpes of the self-proclaimed Roan Lancefield?"

Baron Heather Myers smiles strangely at the march and camp of Lancefield's plains.

"A good herpes that looks ordinary at first, but has no small gaps."

He glances at both eyes with true admiration.

The nearby deputies also nodded and confronted.

"This herpes looks solid."

"There's no maggots."

It was a perfect march with a great turnaround in mind.

Then.

"But it's kind of ridiculous, actually. They think we've brought 30,000 troops into the air."

One of the deputies snores.

Heather also smiles at the absurd part.

"Herpes were good, but our soldiers' abilities were foolish. We're not like the children of the Rhine Kingdom."

Confident voice.

Heather looks to her left.

"Vance Ferrin."

A man as big as Heather lowers his head slightly in a loud voice.

"Yes, my lord."

Vance Ferrin is from a knight family that has been the author of Myers for generations, and has been known to excel in swordsmanship among Heather's underlings.

"I'll give you 3,000 horsemen. Go shake on it."

I was going to teach him a lesson before the battle started.

"Yes, I understand."

Vance recognizes Heather's intentions and kicks the horse out with an answer.

He held the longsword high and grabbed the pole. Soon after that, 3,000 horsemen followed him.

Two or two!

Along with the sound of horseshoes echoing across the field, the cavalry hurdles towards Lancefield's headquarters.

"Enemy cavalry is charging in. The number is roughly 3,000."

One of Lancefield's lieutenants, looking into the situation, cries out in a loud voice.

Roan nods silently.

Thanks to Calian's tears, he was able to identify the longevity of the long march from afar.

Vance Ferrin, the right-hand man of Heather Myers. '

It was funny.

'I'm anxious to show you the power of the Empire.......'

It couldn't have been as good as Vance.

Roan raises his right hand lightly.

"Fields."

"Yes, my lord."

Fields approaches, answering in a low voice.

Roan still looks forward, giving orders in a clear voice.

"Lead the 3,000 horse chariots. Cut off the head of the enemy leader."

I gave the difficult command without hesitation.

But Fields bowed his head without hesitation.

"I'll be right back."

A confident voice.

Soon, the 3,000 cavalry marched ahead of Fields.

Two or two!

Likewise, the white dust rises with the sound of horseshoes echoing the earth.

"Oh! I thought the Rhine Kingdom was as small as a pile of dirt! You've got some balls!"

When I saw the Vance running, I shouted in a loud voice.

Phil shakes his head with a bloody smile.

"Perhaps the Estonian Empire is fighting with words?"

The laughter was powerful.

"Son of a bitch!"

Vance kicks the horse in the belly screaming.

Compared to the Estonian Empire, the Reich was a small kingdom.

Moreover, I didn't even look like a nobleman, judging by his appearance.

I'm from an Imperial knight family! '

I was going to slash Fields' head with a sword in my hand.

Tada!

The horse hurls toward Fields with its feet on the ground.

Pills snorts as he looks at the longsword flying towards his neck.

"Hmph!"

At the same time, the horse twists.

Spot!

Vance's sword splits the air to make it look good.

Phil twists his wrist, looking straight at the blade in front of his eyes.

The spear twitches loudly, and the spear moves like a dance.

"Huff!"

Vance swallows a false wind as he looks at Fields' spear, moving like a snake.

"Danger!"

I was going to get my head chopped off in a single blow.

He twists his sword as hard as he can.

Got it!

A light of relief came to my eyes.

I felt confident that I hit the spear in front of my eyes.

But it was clearly a mistake and a misunderstanding.

Squeak.

Fields' spear pierces through Vance's blade like the wind.

"Ew."

A drum burst from Vance's mouth.

Phil twists his wrist and twists his chest wide.

"Glug."

Vance rolled his eyes.

Just before the dawn.

Phil leans over and whispers in his ear.

"If you go to hell, tell them that Roan Lancefield's underlings sent you."

At the same time, I pulled out the spear in the chest by pulling out my wrist.

"Huff."

Vance shakes his head with a monstrosity.

That was the end.

He can't move anymore.

Vance, Heather's proudest swordsman and knight, couldn't take a single blow against Pills.

Fields swings his spear as he goes along, cutting off his head.

"You beheaded the enemy's longevity!"

A loud voice echoes through the battlefield.

"Huff! Here you go, General!"

"Knight Ferrin!"

The soldiers around you scream in panic.

Otherwise, they couldn't escape the classics against the mighty Lancefield cavalry.

Even Vance's neck was severely snatched from his troops and his general.

Defeated.

Those who were willing to show the power of the Estonian Empire to the Lancefield hordes were almost annihilated.

"Vance collapsed in a blow!"

Heather, who was watching, opened her eyes.

My hands trembled.

"Ow!"

"Knng!"

You hear the screams of your soldiers from afar.

"My lord!"

"Are you just going to watch?"

The nearby officers shouted in an urgent voice.

Heather smiles coldly as she wakes up.

"No way!"

He picks up a pair of giant hammers tied around his waist.

"Vengeance on Vance!"

Heather kicks her horse's belly and screams out loud.

"Let's go! Let's show the true power of the Estonian Empire!" "

"Waaaahhhh!"

Soon there was a great scream.

At 10,000, the headquarters of the Armed Forces began to charge along Heather.

Two or two!

The preceding magnificence of Heather was truly great.

It was a force worth calling the bears of the empire.

"Is there anyone who can stand against me?" "

A resounding voice.

It was like the cry of a bear.

"You really are a bear."

Roan smiles blurrily as he watches the situation in front of the main camp.

Of course, it was never a compliment.

"Send a retreat signal to Fields."

A short command has been issued.

"Phew!"

The Flag Soldier next to you waves two small flags with an answer.

Jing, Jing! Jing!

Soon, a cry of retreat echoes through the battlefield.

Pills and 3,000 horsemen who had been so vigorous as to slaughter the enemy have retreated to the outpost without looking back.

"You bastards! Where are you going?!"

Heather looks at it and screams in frenzy.

"Hahahaha! I can't help them!"

A photon shop bursts out.

He kicked the horse's belly even harder to catch the farther afield.

Two or two!

The hoofbeats become more chaotic and the chase speed becomes faster.

After seeing him, Roan smiles blurrily, holding his place.

How much time has passed.

The guard climbs onto the provisional neck tower and screams.

"We're trapped!"

At that moment, Roan's smile became deeper.

He raises his right hand softly and gives the command in a powerful voice.

"Start hunting bears."

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