Kuro no Senki (LN)

"Hey, come on - get down!

Lucas screamed his throat all ripped, but understood its pointlessness.

A spear thrown by the engraver pierces the rear of the archer one after the other.

The next moment the spear-wrapping light went off violently, a shock wave blew out the archers and heavy-duty infantry.

There fell the arrows unleashed by the enemy archers, and a short scream sounded intermittently.

The engravers throw more spears.

A spear pierced the rear of the unit and a shock wave blew out the archers and heavy-duty infantry.

The unleashed arrows of enemy archers pour down, and a short scream sounds intermittently.

It's like time is repeating itself.

"Infantry! Assault!

"Legion Leader!

"What?

Philip screamed, and Lucas looked back.

What do you say happened this time?

"It's too far forward!

"- Huh!"

Lucas breathed and looked around.

Philip was right, he was approaching the front line at some point.

But how do you tell me to give instructions without coming forward?

The sound of PUNG! echoed from overhead, and Lucas reflexively sheltered his face with his arms.

Pain runs on the back of my hand.

A muddy nail pierced him.

Pull the nail out, suck blood and spit it out.

Staring at the engravers for what had happened, they were throwing something.

In a nutshell, it's a ball with a stick.

The balls burst in the air and fragments splashed.

"Legion Leader!

Ignore Philip's stop and take the fragments that flew nearby.

"... is this ceramic?

The mud is creeping on the inside.

Perhaps he was stuffing mud and nails inside the pottery.

In the air, sounds echoed in the line, infantry pierced by nails screamed.

"Assault! They're a handful! I'm glad your actions keep the damage done to your friends!

"Ooh, ooh!

Following Lucas' orders, the infantry roars and rushes in.

Despite this situation, I was shaken by the bravery they showed.

You thought you had to deal with it, the engraver lined up.

Lucas narrowed his eyes.

The surrounding view was shaky.

Chills crawl up my spine.

I have fought barbarians who have broken in during the civil unrest.

It was basically a one-to-many then.

To show his bravery, the barbarian warriors preferred to fight alone.

From pre-obtained information and equipment, I can tell that the engraver is a mercenary in the Bethel Mountains.

Mercenaries - which means you may fight differently than the barbarians you know.

Lucas hesitated to stop.

You'll reach the engraver in a little while.

That was the mistake.

The flames swelled and pushed against the infantry.

"Gah!"

"No, no, no, no!

Screaming and infantry rolling around the ground.

It looks fancy, but no one seems dead.

When the flames subsided, the engraver was turning his back here and rushing out towards the woods.

"Let him go!

An infantryman who was in the back row and spared the damage chased the engraver - the next moment, he was swallowed up on the ground.

Suddenly, the ground collapsed.

Fortunately, the scale of the fall is small, with a small number of infantry fallen.

"... you mean that"

Earlier the flames were a combination of glare that created pitfalls.

Lucas tongued and looked over to the battlefield.

Heavy-duty infantry and archers were devastated, with half of the infantry prepared as a backpack dead and wounded.

"... Legion Leader"

"Re-establish attitude"

"Stop the attack! '(Bubba!

Minotaur stopped the attack as if he had been listening to this one.

"... chip"

"... ugh"

Lucas pounded his tongue and heard a groan.

When I saw the voice, the heavy-duty infantry and archers were moving.

"Damn, I can't believe I fell into a pit"

An infantry swallowed up on the ground crawls out complaining.

"Rescue the injured!

It could be a trap.

"You coward!

Lucas yelled at Philip and headed under the heavy infantry and archers.

He's not going to play tricks on the boulders. He's not going to attack me.

Infantry rubs through his sides and rushes to the wounded.

Lucas stopped and looked around the battlefield again.

It seems miserable, but the dead only seem to count.

"... what do you mean?

"You must like subhumans"

I meant to talk to myself, but Philip seeped his disgust and said.

"What are you talking about?

"I'm talking about the Marquis Elakis. He's famous for being a woman."

"What are you talking about, you?

Lucas repeated the same question and stared at Philip.

I remember hearing rumors that Marquis Elakis likes women.

But there's no reason to put your hands on it even though you're giving up your life.

Besides, weren't some of the infantry only subhuman, but also human?

"It's true. She's a slave to women."

"So what are you saying?

I have no idea what Philip is trying to say.

"I just told you the facts"

"Subhumans don't get killed? What's this all about?

One of my men walked over to Philip.

"The Marquis Elakis..."

"Why don't you stop!

Lucas blocked Philip's words.

"Even the Kingsguard knights. What do we do when we talk about speculation! Don't ever talk about speculation again! This is an order!

"... Yes"

Philip nodded with a disgruntled look on his face.

The gossip language is attached to the battlefield, but even if the Kingsguard knight speaks gossip, it is difficult.

I did rot the young man, but there is a limit to what I did.

Say Deputy, say Philip, what kind of education does the military school provide?

"Captain Kane, enemy heavy units have left the village"

"You look good."

Kane stared in the direction Leila was looking from on the horse.

I'd feel that way if they told me the enemy Heavy Forces had left the village, but it just seems like a black mass is heading south down the street in Kane's eyes.

"I'm still drawing the blood of an elf."

"... right"

Even when I say elf, Leila is a half elf.

I'm not going to say this because I'm a half elf, but I can't get a word out of it.

"Is it a pursuit? It's a pursuit!

"No, I'm not."

Faye exhaled from his nose with Muhu, and Kane let the penetration in.

My men said Faye was growing as a commander, but I wonder if he was really growing.

Well, maybe Kane's return took the tag off.

"Leila, how many enemies?

"About five hundred, I think."

"There is no shortage for them!

"Instead of a shortage, you're loaded."

Faye is motivated, but this one has fifty six horsemen - thirty for the light cavalry and twenty-six for the bow cavalry.

"It's a number I can't do."

"Well, you have to do it."

It can do great damage depending on the operation, but it is difficult to wipe it out altogether.

"But there's bondage over here."

"It's supplies."

"That's what I'm talking about"

As a result of the negotiations, we are now free to move around Baron Trace's territory, but this is only a promise we have made in secret.

We must avoid actions that Baron Trace suspects of by the Imperial Army - creating a stack of supplies or receiving supplies from pedestrian unions in the streets.

"I say Baron Mersatim territory, I say Baron Trace territory, it's a pain in the ass"

"Don't say that."

Faye sighed and Kane grinned bitterly.

The Kanes came via Baron Mersatim territory, but had to keep their promise to travel in the shade of the night.

"The Imperial Army has to be considered a well-behaved army. Beautiful is more supportive."

"Master Chrono is in charge of dirt work, though?

"All we want is the support of the lord and the people."

Kane looked up to heaven.

"It's kind of a double standard."

"Harassment of the military is acceptable."

In short, we're talking about which one looks prettier.

"You're not just harassing me, you're doing dirty work to get the princess to the throne. If you win, you'll stay as a beauty story."

"Mmm!

"What's going on?

"Then the truth is revealed, and Master Chrono's fame falls to the ground, isn't it? Raise and raise and drop. I understand."

Faye nodded with a strange face.

"Now, what are we going to do?

"Leila, were they pumping water from the well?

"No, I didn't."

"Well, you are."

Currently, the Imperial Army and the Imperial Army are fighting in the woods, but there are no wells there.

Heavy forces have to carry water, but if we draw water outbound, we will spend extra effort.

It makes sense to draw water back on the road.

"Go."

"You're going to hit me from behind."

"Faye, you're a knight, aren't you?

"Of course I am."

Faye proudly breasted, but I wonder if the knight would be slashed from behind.

No, she would have claimed to intercept from the front when we met, so this could also be growth.

Nevertheless...

"You're starting to look like Master Chrono."

"Praise be to you, I am the ultimate in pleasure."

"I'm not praising you."

Kane held his temples.

"Well, I've known Master Chrono a long time. Somewhat affected."

"How much?"

"Somewhat."

Whatever you think, it looks like it's been heavily influenced, but Faye's claims seem different.

"By the way, at what time does the raid occur?

"Raids are when we're carrying food."

"So why are you going to the village?

"Make the well unusable"

"Poison, is it?

Faye gives the villain a twisted look.

"Are you really a knight?

"As I said earlier, I am a knight"

"... right"

Kane looked up to heaven.

Well, if you think about it, standing behavior is more sophisticated for Elaine, and she's familiar with courtesy.

"It's not just the knights who bloom and scatter."

"Whose payout is that?

It's Lord Manchausen.

"... that's your grandfather"

Kane moaned remembering Manchausen.

"Captain Kane, how do you make the well unusable?

"At first I thought I'd punch him in the shit..."

"It's a long way from a well-behaved army."

"Right."

Kane nodded at Faye's words.

If we lose use of the well, the village will no longer be able to rebuild.

So I thought I'd punch in a bunch of bigger stones.

"Wouldn't that make it ready to use?

"The point is, you just have to buy some time."

There's also the possibility of separating troops to restore the well, but that doesn't matter because they can torment the Imperial Army for lack of water.

"I'll be there when I know."

"Copy that!

Copy that, sir.

Kane led his men to a village destroyed by the Imperial Army.

Lucas sits back on the fallen tree and stares at the battlefield.

It is the same for both armies that are staring at each other.

Since the first failed attack, the Imperial Army has been staring at the rebels.

No arrows fly, no dried gobs, but this is another war.

About time, I look up at the sky stained with a sizzling color.

"Once, back off! Get ready for camp!

As Lucas stood up and shouted, the infantry began to retreat loosely.

It was order. It's not retrogression.

If the rebels attacked, they would be devastated, but Lucas was convinced that soldiers from field positions would never attack.

Lucas turned his back on the battlefield and walked out.

Moving on for a while, there were about a hundred infantry men sitting by the street.

My whole body is dirty with mud and blood.

He walks over to the old man - the man he appointed as his troop leader - and kneels beside him.

Lucas controls the man who tried to stand up with his hands.

They were on a mission while the two armies were staring at each other.

Making him stand would be cruel.

"I don't mind staying seated. Report."

"The woods are full of traps."

"Right."

A man told him to groan, and Lucas nodded quietly.

It was half what I expected.

"Can you make a detour?

"I think it's hard. Ooh... we are not trained to see through traps. Even if we proceed with caution, this is the case."

The man turned his gaze to his men painted with mud and blood.

"Half of them have been hit. Still, I managed to get to the base behind the woods..."

"After the retreat already?"

"Yeah, it was a colored sky, too. For once, I destroyed it."

"count on the numbers...... no, this is a bad idea"

"I think so too"

If it's just a trap, I might be able to count on a few, but if they set up a fire meter, I'm done.

"Thank you for your hard work. Get some rest today."

"Thank you"

Get up and head to your own tent.

Then Philip rushed over.

"... Legion Leader"

"What?

"Not enough water"

Philip said in a blameworthy voice.

They accuse Lucas of instructing him to clean his wounds with water.

But that was a necessary measure.

Leaving the wound intact would result in tetanus and, in some cases, loss of life.

"Aren't you going to go get it yourself?

"Didn't the Otaki Heavy Squad take it"

"Then you can use fog"

"How do I use it?

"Wouldn't it be nice to squeeze a fog-sucking tent"

……

Philip flaunted his face, but in a period of civil unrest, he overwhelmed his thirst in this way.

"I'll be sick"

"I won't. Exquisite, to the point of lowering your belly."

Philip gave a muffled look.

"What are the wounded soldiers going to do?

……

As Lucas pressed her silence, Philip gave her a look as if to mock her.

"They're a bunch of people. You just can't fight, eat wasted rice"

"Still, are you an officer?

"I'm making suggestions to win."

"... a man named you"

Lucas even glared at Philip's suggestion.

His remarks are meant to make Lucas false, and will not be in deep thought.

If you were considering the possibility of getting stabbed from behind by your men, that's a statement that would never come out.

"Okay. Tell the wounded to fall back from me."

"Thank you"

……

Lucas suppressed his desire to punch his fist into Philip's snorting surface and headed to the tent to write a letter to Baron Trace.

I don't know how convenient you can be after all that barbarism, but I have no choice but to entrust wounded soldiers to him.

"Xia Dance!

"Disease dance!

A thick fog made of witchcraft flows towards an Imperial Army camp position on the street.

Imperial soldiers were moving in the thick fog.

"Unexpected Expansion"

Chrono shrugged as he hid himself in the bush.

The Imperial soldier was squeezing the moisture sucking tent and making water.

I don't think that would have surprised me.

What surprised Chrono was that he was drinking water made by Lucas Lesato, the Legion Commander, narrowing his tent.

Though I call it lead perpendicular, I find it impressive that it is something that I can practice well.

"What's so unexpected?

"I'm squeezing the tent and making drinking water. I thought you were a nobleman."

……

I answered Aridead's question, but the reaction is one now.

"Isn't that amazing?

"Master Chrono, like when you see your outfit?

Asked back, looking down at himself.

Except my uniform is painted on the mud, as usual.

Both Alidead and Deneb - all my men look alike.

"What's wrong?

"Master Krono is no better than the Imperial Army greats, hiding in a hole to survive the enemy."

"I can't help fighting you."

The bases we built in the back of the woods have been destroyed, but there are other bases, and most importantly the holes we dug everywhere.

"I'd have built a full-scale underground base if I had a little more time."

"It's like building an underground base doesn't have time to use it."

"It's like a boy loves a safe house"

"No, well, yeah,"

Chrono groaned at Aridead and Deneb's relentless penetration.

I wouldn't even say that the underground base is romantic, but I'd like you to show some understanding.

Maybe this is the insurmountable wall between men and women.

"I'm supposed to provide drinking water, but like what?

"It's like I want you to decide whether to stop or continue."

"… Continue"

Chrono answered with a few moments aside.

It was decided to provide drinking water to the Imperial Army, but I think it should continue given that it stresses and reduces body temperature when lighting the fire.

"By the way, like today's operation?

I'm hoping for a surprise operation.

"Finally, it's time to activate the printing operation."

Chrono took the prints out of the porch.

"I'd like to lend it to you for a second!

"I want to see it too!

Aridead takes the print from Chrono's hand, and Deneb moves.

The printed drawings are the figures of humans and subhumans holding hands amicably under the charitable expression Tyria, and of humans and subhumans gasping for suffering under Alfort and the Kingsguard knight.

The former overlaps ○ indicating affirmation, while the latter overlaps × indicating negation.

"Wow, it's artisan work!

"Like how much for one?

"It's a secret"

The recycled paper is used, and the plates were made by processing logged trees in the pioneering village.

Craftsmen are Goldie's men, so they are just the same.

"It's well done, but it's too much tits for the Empress Tilia, and she's in uniform. I mean, it's like I want us to smile full of love."

"If we lose, the craftsmen will be imprisoned for disrespect."

"Shall we ask Tilia to be nice to both of us?

"It's like no Thanksgiving!

"It's like that means graciously crushing your head!

They rejected Krono's proposal to the best of their ability.

"There's nothing nice about that. What?

"That's not a follow up!

"I don't remember being nice to you!

We both thought we were close to Tilia, but maybe it was a mistake.

"By the way, how come at this time?

"I was wondering if I could do it later, but I thought it would be better to plant it sooner"

In today's battle, the Imperial Soldiers gave out nearly two thousand casualties.

As this one thinks, the gulf between the Kingsguard Knights and the General Soldier is deepening.

"But I doubt this print will convey exactly what it means."

"I don't know what you're trying to say, but I don't think so."

"It worked in the Holy Argo kingdom, and I hope the general soldier bothers you"

"It's like the Empress Tilia doesn't have as much impact as the Night Ranger"

"I don't think any soldier knew the face of Empress Tilia before that."

"Isn't that what you're about to get your head crushed for saying?

My mouth is a good source of evil, I said.

Besides, I don't know how it compares to a night ranger.

Everyone loses their impact compared to that one.

"You know, lightly slap him and he's about to crush his head!

"It's not worth it at all!

"So I'm asking you to be nice."

They looked at each other.

"If you're as kind as Master Chrono said you would be, it's like you've been nice a long time ago."

"I'm being nice to the Empress Tilia, like I don't see a future."

"At the end of the day, do you like Tilia, Aridead and Deneb?

"Well, I don't like it, but it seems like a favor"

"I like how good that Nori is."

said the two as they mocked the side pony.

Apparently, Tilia has complicated emotions.

Perhaps there is morality because they don't hate you while you behave as you please.

"Well, Operation Yawen -"

"Dear Chrono, please respond."

Tiga's voice echoed from the porch, and Chrono took out a communication magic item.

"Yes, this is Chrono"

"It's Taiga. Soldiers are heading south down the street."

"... part of the operation, I guess"

"Apparently, he's a wounded soldier. There are many of them."

"... a wounded soldier"

What to do, Chrono covered his mouth.

Perhaps you intend to lower the wounded soldiers backwards and curb the consumption of food.

"If it's going to be a burden to the Imperial Army, I'd like to leave it alone."

"It is hopeless at a time when there is no base in the rear"

"Right."

If we get to Greenwich, where Baron Trace belongs, we might be able to protect him, but there's a good chance he'll drown in the wild by then.

If you do poorly, you run into a fallen warrior hunt.

Protect him if you want to disarm him.

"May I? '(huh?

"When it comes to danger, it's dangerous, because the Imperial Army wants a well-behaved army."

Guru, and Taiga roared small.

'Can I also add the condition that I kill mercilessly if I show a suspicious bareback?' (huh?

"Fine."

Copy that. It's the end of the communication.

I can't hear Tyga anymore.

He would do well.

"Like getting a new prisoner?

"Getting a prisoner, being a prisoner, is a tough choice."

"Well, it certainly feels like the treatment of a prisoner is dictated by the chest three inches of the person caught."

The Chronos are considered rebels by the Empire, so it's better not to expect a humanitarian response.

"Well, let's start the operation"

"Sounds like you got it!

"I have to fold the prints before I do!

Chrono stared unexpectedly at Deneb.

That was a brilliant point.

Lucas woke up with chest pain - no longer, it had turned into something to be hailed as a shock.

"Gu, gu!

I was stuck in my breath and my body couldn't move as if I was awake even on a hiatus.

I understood that death was imminent and was meant to be tolerated, but it was the thought of not wanting to die yet that dominated Lucas' mind.

Thoughts may not have passed to God, but the pain gradually eases.

"... hah"

Lucas exhaled heavily.

I still have breathlessness and pain as if my chest is tightened, but this would fool me.

"... you rebels"

Endure the tingling spine pain and throw up small.

The exhalation is white and the fingertips are paralyzed.

Abominably, insurgent operations are effective.

Repeated harassment night after night has eroded qi and strength, and the attrition has created discord between the Kingsguard Knights and the general soldiers.

The power is more than seventeen thousand horsemen and infantry - we have to fight only with infantry, given that the Kingsguard Knights are useless.

Lucas stepped out of bed and weaved his jacket with feathers.

……

Silently, the desk - staring precisely at the prints that were bracketed by the arrows the rebels had shot in.

Under Empress Tilia, humans and subhumans join hands, a print of Emperor Alfort and the Kingsguard knights stepping on people.

This would also be part of an operation that would create discord between the Kingsguard Knights and the general army.

Or to recommend escape?

"... a lot to think about."

Of course there is anger towards the rebels, but there is also a desire to praise them.

As Lucas walked out of the tent, Philip rushed over.

He has a look on his face as if he has moved the wounded soldier backwards or is making a small fool of this one.

You know, he's got an undersecretary.

There is still cuteness in foxes and obedient bellies that borrow the authority of a tiger, but I even wonder if it would be better to elect a deputy from among the general army if they took a licking attitude so far.

"What kind of operation are you going to do today?

"… today is a day of purchasing"

I could have let the Kingsguard Knights, starting with Philip, command the infantry if they could have used it more, but I have to rely on numbers to break through field positions more than I can do that.

That said, I want to keep the damage as low as possible considering what happened after we broke through the field position.

"The name of the operation is Different Waves."

Lucas hoisted the corner of his mouth.

Minot stood in the center of the position, staring at the battlefield - the Imperial Army far ahead of the obstacle made of iron tsu.

Are you going on offense, the Imperial Army is lining up.

"Don't be alarmed, you bastards! It's okay! We can win! '(Bubba Bubba Bubba Bubba!

"Right, right, right! Nona will be fine! They're hungry for the ploy of Master Chrono! Hungry soldiers are like babies!

"The Empress Tilia is watching! Give me a hand and I might get a compliment!

As Minot raised his voice to reach every corner of the field position, Manchausen and Alonso stood like clowns.

My men laugh doedly.

Minot laughed, too, that the grandfathers didn't do a good job.

Laughing gives us strength, and we can be sure we have room for ourselves.

"They're getting closer! Archers, stand up! '(Bubba, Bubba!

He raised his voice and the Imperial Army stormed in.

All infantry, though, the pressure is not half-breed.

I'll be in range of archers in a little while.

But if the Imperial Army seriously attacks us, we can't hold them back with archer attacks.

There are one hundred and twenty-four archers in field positions, and two hundred and forty-seven archers in the late shift combined.

It is the current situation that we have to rely on the Crossbowmen - the Prostitutes - to hold back this many enemies.

"Archers, ha-"

Minot interrupted the order.

Suddenly, enemy infantry flipped out.

The arrow tip, which I thought was going to keep running, the enemy infantry flipped and stormed again.

Faster than earlier.

"Archers, let go! '(Bubba!

Archers unleashed arrows, but enemy infantry also flipped and escaped range.

Unaligned due to low proficiency, but I feel a clear willingness to make that move.

Enemy infantry repeatedly came and went like waves, and each time Minot had to give orders.

What do you want? Minot asked herself and opened her eyes wide.

The Imperial Army is trying to make us nervous.

The main body of the Imperial Army is a prostitute.

I think he's doing well for his training in a short period of time, but he's not even a soldier in office yet.

I don't know how to help.

So I'm exhausted faster than a soldier in office.

The enemy commander spotted it and went on repeated raids and retreats.

That's the same for the enemy - no, there's more than triple the difference in force.

If it's a war of attrition, this one's at a disadvantage.

Minotaur toothed.