Kokugensou wo Item Cheat de Ikinuku

The vanguard Yoshiyoshi and Ortlett's knights and soldiers, combined with a thousand, fled into the 'Oracle Grand Cave' at the foot of the Moke Mountains, as they should have.

The Imperial Army is finally attacking Viscount Oracle territory over the mountain path.

Returning to Spike's city castle, he was preparing to retreat.

Doctor, are you retreating?

"Of course you're retreating."

Indeed, the city of Spike has been rebuilt to some extent, the walls have been fixed and only one turret has been fitted.

But there is not a single caged castle in this extent of the city, surrounded by seventy thousand great armies.

Let's say I caged a castle, though I first thought about carrying food and ammunition out of the air to hold it up.

The Empire has the Flying Dragon Knights, where transport routes from the air are crushed, and they can't withstand attacks from the sky.

Even without it, there are siege weapons in the Empire. Even if you can bring it into a simple caged castle battle, it will end there if it is attacked by a broken castle hammer or broken down by a storm of stone bullets by a large stone thrower (Trebuchette).

There was an old-fashioned lord in the city of Spike whose logic did not work.

"At dawn when you missed the city to your enemies, the martial family broke its name. One of the awkward will be caged."

"Ortlett...... I know how it feels, but the people's retreat is already over, and there's no point in staying here and dying."

Gray hair, a grand body spike lord wearing a full plate.

Ortlett Oracle Spinner doesn't try to move the castle as hard as he can keep his arms together and benevolent.

Even Viscount Ortlett knows the city won't hold up with his head.

So it is also this man who advanced the evacuation of the inhabitants first, and who cannot bend his will as a knight with such rationality as a lord.

"Look, Oltretto, if you don't live, I'm in trouble."

"Dear brave man, this is the will of the martial family. Please, please know!

Uh, I don't know what to do with this.

I'm in trouble when Ortlett dies, Doctor?

"Then let Viscount Ortlett remain alone in the city"

"Eh!

Are you insane, Doctor? That's just a little.

"I'm not saying die. The Viscount will not reward his enemies with an arrow, and he will not bear to dawn upon the city."

"Come on."

Laughing at the Viscount to make him snort cocoon, Dr. Lyle gave him a measure.

"Then I will ask Viscount Ortlett to help me with my measures. Tomorrow, you have one Viscount and one veteran gunner. If it's just the two of us, we'll be able to pull out of the city as soon as it's over."

"So, Ortlett, will you do it"

"O brave man, if there is anything an awkward man can do to defeat his enemies, I command you to do"

"Oh please don't kneel down, promise me you'll never pull back when you've done your will. I won't let you die."

I wonder what the teacher's measures are.

There's only two warriors left in the city, and I don't think there's anything I can do.

I retreated early without staying in Spike's city, so it's hearsay from here.

Before the Imperial Army, which surrounded the city, Viscount Ortlett proclaimed exaltedly, from above a hard-closed outer wall.

"You imperial dogs, as long as this Ortlett is around, think this city will fall!

At the same time, when the Viscount gently pulls the string, it is released towards the Imperial Army, which is surrounded simultaneously by crossbow arrows that were hooked by the trigger.

"Many are passive, Viscount Ortlett. Give up the city and be surrendered!

This expedition is not commander-in-chief because it is the parent of the Crown Prince, Fried.

Volcus Domos Dylan, the Lord Commander of the Imperial Army, stood forward and called on Ortlett to surrender, he said.

Ortlett's response to that was still to pull the string on the other side and rain the crossbow arrows.

Now the Imperial Army mistakenly assumed that they were small and caged.

The exterior walls of the city are closed hard, and there are actually Viscount Ortlett, the lord, left, so there is no need to do so.

In contrast, Crown Prince Fried, forming part of the main camp, ordered senior magicians of the army to attack the castle without waiting for the arrival of a large stone thrower (Trebchett) to be transported from the rear.

Dr. Lyle's aim is to bring senior magicians to the forefront of easy targeting. I'm talking about how much I hate senior magicians.

The Imperial Army, in a hurry to attack, strikes as the teacher expected.

"Burning Iron's" Drücken Günde survived to the end among the senior magicians of one defeated empire after another.

Drücken, a mage but a giant armed with a full plate, is dressed in a grey coat.

Stick your arms out loud against the walls that protect the city.

What he uses was soil advanced magic, but not rock drop (Crag Press).

"Guahahahahaha, the reigning champion of the sky, the Dawn Pluto! In the name of my Drücken, I can't wait to throw more stardust than that arm, Iron Meatier!

With Drücken's exalted chant, to the finest magic Meteo Strike, though a step inferior.

On its own, a massive, burning meteorite is fired out that boasts deadly attack power.

If we had rock dropped, there would still be no walls that would have endured, nor a pile of them in this.

Because of its power, it is called a walking castle hammer.

The power of the actual meteorite drop (Iron Meatier) was precisely the siege cannon in the medieval fantasy world, not the noise of a broken castle hammer.

Harsh and intense, a blow of steel.

It was at that moment that only one gunman on the walls of Spike's city waited to kill his eyes and breath.

Genie, the dull red-haired female gunner, stares at the target shouting a sobering chant.

Genie is a village daughter from a former Ona Village vigilante and one of the veteran gunmen who, together with Dr. Lyle, drilled the artillery from the beginning.

With only one person left in the turret, she sets a goal for a senior magician who tries to kill his breath and uses de flashy magic.

The aim of the old-fashioned turret doesn't go the way you think, at the end of the day, years of feeling and luck dictate.

Genie, with prayerful thoughts, shot out an iron bullet.

A blow with Dawn.

The aim was just meat.

With only a direct impact, the soldier, who was around Drücken, blew away with blood smoke.

But the iron bullet got bounced off.

Drücken himself was defended by the enchanted protective wall that surrounded him.

"Hmm, is that Silesier's new weapon? It startles me..."

Of course Drücken, a senior sorcerer in the war, was prepared for the enemy's attack.

So I survived the shelling. I guess you thought your massive siege magic beat the enemy's new weapon as well.

So I got off guard.

His own magic shattered the castle fortress of the enemy city brilliantly, and he lost his mind only for a moment watching soldiers on his side enter the city in fury as he cheered.

Drücken did not raise a single voice when Kaara, disguised as a Germanian soldier, gently flashed his neck from behind.

No one watched Drücken fall at the forefront amid the fury and cheer of the great army of the Empire raising earthquakes and attacking the city.

Kaara said she went straight into the city, distracted by Imperial Army soldiers, and joined gunman Genie to miss her.

It was the first moment in a long time that the disguise and covert skills that had become her skills in death were useful.

Before me, Viscount Ortlett, who has been transported, comes so that Oracle can hold his sides.

The face is flashing.

"Thank you, Viscount Ortlett."

"If you have been helpful to the brave, I am not mindful..."

"What, are you unhappy"

"No, it was an order to go back alive."

I hold Oltretto's shoulder in an uncalled for face.

In the end, it dawned on the city when it was missed. I guess it wasn't a battle he'd be content with, so I have to scold him.

"Well done. You've come back alive. The Viscount will now have the role of Commander-in-Chief of the Silesier army."

"What, the Awkward is the Commander-in-Chief..."

To Ortlett, I guess it was an unexpected HR.

Local aristocrats are useless, and there's not enough people we can trust to laugh about the Imperial Army.

"Yes, nominally the Marquis Danabarn will be the master of the main army of King Silesier's capital, but that man specializes in backward support, so I want to entrust the substantive command of the main army to the vice-general Viscount Ortlett"

"... I didn't know the brave man would buy you that much awkwardness"

"Ortlett, expect me to be with a man, please. You're the only one who can play a big role."

"Dear brave man, awkward man, I accept that great role!

"If you win this war and achieve merit, Ortlett is also the Great General of the Redemption. In that case, we're not going to get Spike's city back. Be the Great Lord of the North, including the city of Lorraine."

"Awkward, I don't even know the brave man's such great will. Spilled boring stupidity, shame on you... just shame on you, uuch..."

Ortlett is in tears, after all, the roots are simple.

I hope the bad guys don't use these places.

As a matter of fact, Ortlett's strength as a general, I'm not sure.

If you just can command without difficulty and are a person of sufficient credibility, you have a passing score, and you have reached that level.

I hate too much cleanliness, but Spike's city's popularity had healed well, and as a lord I can say I excelled.

It's a talent you'll never have to die here.

"Ortlett would be the vessel of the general. Fight with me till the end, and you will survive."

"Yu, brave man... awkward man, even in lieu of this life..."

"That's why I'm telling you to stick with it to the point where you don't die."

"Come on..."

Ortlett is crying in a man's cry. It hurts so heavy that Gatai's big ortlette clings to my hips and whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, who

To put it this far, you'll struggle for now.

Now, I have my army ready, but I hope the Oracle Grand Cave cage army does well, and I just have to pray that they do well.

When it comes to big strategies, it becomes impossible to do anything yourself.

I'm sure Crown Prince Fried, who wants to do everything himself, is unsatisfied and wuss in the main management just to command 70,000 large armies.

Sooner or later, I'll bring it in for a ride, so I'll wash my neck and wait.