Legend

The crusaders and rebels are bumping into each other… Merclio, who watched from behind the position the sight of the crusaders being attacked almost unilaterally more precisely, turns his gaze and opens his mouth to Theorem, who is holding back nearby.

"Isn't it a little too brittle to throw away a pawn to check this hand?

"It is true that the other side is overwhelmingly disadvantaged, but that is due to the help of Master Vihella. Since I am originally a militant Vihella, there will also be many fierce men like Count Obrisin beneath. Most importantly, it is true that when it comes to attack, it is unparalleled, but turning to defense… it should be described as an attack specialist, for better or worse."

"Hmm, you're demonstrating your sister's character and abilities around such a pointy gathering of abilities."

It's a grin that's floating in Merclio's mouth telling him so, though it's a subtle thing to say whether he's complimenting it or not in words.

He seemed happy with Merclio that way, but eventually he squeezed his expression and turned his gaze towards Theorem, which was sitting next to him.

"I do know that my sister has strong powers, and it is also true that that is my great power. Nevertheless. This army flag is only me. I think it's slightly unpleasant that all my sisters stand out?

To the Lord's words, Theorem snorts again.

The prominence of the power of those who should be called even the Vihellas in this rebel army is all sorts of disgusting, both physically and powerfully.

If we don't keep our surroundings properly informed of their prowess, even with the Merclio faction, we will be judged by our sister to be our out-of-reliance brother.

In the first place, among the reasons why we made the decision to fight the Crusaders ourselves, which Ray would have been able to sweep away if we had been there, was a desire to increase the practicality of the rebels at all.

Even so, just watching Vihera fight like this would be the end of the line.

"Well, I think I'm going out"

"Oh, I asked for it. I want a good demonstration of our strength, Brother Schulz."

Merclio's gaze, returning his words to Theorem, had seen the cavalry among the enemy lines.

Cavalry in the Crusades...... that is clearly not the same as the cavalry that is about to be eaten up from within by Vihela.

Horses on, armor on, cavalry practice. All of them meant they were different in character from an elephant cavalry.

And Merclio also understands that such cavalry men are from Schulz's immediate unit. That's why...

"If you can, Brother Schulz, I'd like to keep the cavalry here as long as I can. Brother Schulz, I don't want to give this information to you as much as I can, and I've never done anything without it to keep my power down over there."

Teolame also nods to Merclio, who tells him extraordinarily that the soldier species, like the cavalry, are highly aggressive and maneuverable.

"Sure, he's the one who can handle it when it comes to the vast majority of the crusaders, but if he's also the direct report of His Highness Schulz, the story will be different. Okay, let's make that a priority."

"Oh, I asked for it."

"Ha! Ciance, let's go.... Ray, can I take care of this place?

Theorem calls out to Ciance and then asks Ray, who was just listening to his previous interactions.

Ray nods and opens his teasing mouth to such a Theorem inquiry.

"Which is why I'm not here this time. I wouldn't mind an escort.... If we had enemies who would pull you out and come this far, that would be a teething guy."

"... as far as I'm concerned, I don't want you to be like that."

Even as he exhaled, Merclio's absolute safety was promised at the point where Ray was on the spot.

Unless that's the kind of out-of-digit presence that appears like noise.

Besides, there's quite a bit of it left here besides Ray if you try to make it Theorem.

This battle requires a way of fighting without showing as much power as possible on the part of the rebels and overwhelming them.

I don't plan on using Warcraft soldiers, who are also my wife's hands, this time if I try Theorem.

Not to use it as much as possible with regard to the troops that are gathering in admiration of Merclio and Vihera, and even more to put in the mind that they have not even been brought to this battlefield if they are in Seto, which is strongly impressive just at first glance.

Most importantly, it also means gaining real-life experience in rebel units, so it is difficult to adjust the area.

"If the enemy really comes... that's going to be interesting."

Always, while Seto agrees with the grunt... and regrets that there is no silky smooth hand Seto, Ray grunts as he sees the back of Theorem and Ciance going out.

"Wow, I'm here, I'm here! Get out of the way! Get back in formation!

"Don't be ridiculous, you coward! Get out of here and do it! Now you should outsmart the rebel attacks anyway and strike back once and for all where the other attack has reached its limit!

"Don't think reason alone can do war! The morale of our troops is already on the bottom! I can't carry it in this state!

Because they do not have a unified chain of command, the commanders of the troops argue with each other… nobles argue with each other about their opinions.

Furthermore, there is an accelerating increase in damage caused by the forces of Gurgasto, which are ravaging the vanguard forces even while they are arguing like that, and the cavalry led by Vihela, which is pushing from the side of the crusaders.

And...

"And the enemy team has moved!

The nobles turn their gaze toward the rebel positions on the report.

There I saw Theorem leading those who were called the Third Prince, going straight towards the Crusaders.

Never travels fast. And there's no reason for the numbers to be higher than the Crusaders. But there is still so much power coming toward us that even those gathered in this unit have to decide that if they are hit properly, they will die.

I have a different character as a commander... and above all, as someone who lives on the battlefield.

The nobles instinctively understood it, but still could not acknowledge it mostly because of their high pride and self-esteem.

However, a very small number of people like Count Scola were convinced of the defeat of the Crusaders and lowered their troops in secret to their advantage when withdrawing at all.

"Hey, what do we do? Can we beat those people against us!?

"... then you're telling me to get out of this place! Your Highness Schulz, this is an immediate order. Try losing without a clue. You can imagine what it would look like!

"Oh, yeah. They are like rebellions against the Empire. We can't afford to lose against those people! Didn't you!?

"Of course. Those who..."

"But take a look. The avant-garde is almost cut off already. It is also impossible to stop the foot of Count Obrisin's troops, having been unilaterally hit by his opponent, His Highness Vihella. How do you expect me to fight someone with a flashing alias in this situation?

A screaming voice echoes around... the surrounding nobles push silence without thinking of that voice.

I've already lost about 30% of my 3,000 troops. And unilaterally.

Vihera and Gurgasto are two different units. If Theorem, who leads the big troops there, rendezvous, he'll never have a chance of winning. It was natural to judge that.

If, at this time, he had struck a quick escape hand, the damage might have been less.

But that delay in action has consequences for the Crusaders, even if they can say it's deadly.

"Proceed, don't look unusual in front of His Highness Merclio watching!

With Theorem's words, he runs the ground at such a speed that he wonders what the march speed was until a few seconds ago.

Formed of those known as its third princely faction, led by Theorem on a military horse, what can be described as the main unit of the rebels, they narrow their distance from the Crusaders while they look at it.

Its speed is fast, sharp and without hesitation.

It was exactly what Theorem, with his flashing alias, deserved to lead.

"Troops one to five, along with Count Obrisin, attack enemy vanguards and push the front line! Troops VI to X were attacked by crusaders from opposite directions to His Highness Vihela. Now that there's confusion over there, we can strike unilaterally. Troop 11 passes behind Troops 6 through 10 and turns behind the enemy. Also, if there is an enemy cavalry at that time, it should be terminated as a top priority. Troop XII passes behind His Highness's troops and circles behind them as well. The same goes for the cavalry."

Orders are issued quickly, and the commanders of the units each lead their men to follow orders.

Follow the commands given by Theorem without a moment of hesitation and move to carry out the actions ordered.

Its speed is also only called flashing, and the nobles cannot follow the sight in front of them.

"Troop XIII is among the crusaders. Defeat around the cavalry. The rest of the squad will be on pursuit when the Crusaders begin to withdraw, so we're on standby now."

A new Theorem order strikes Troop XIII against the Crusaders.

However, it was basically Schulz's cavalry that was after him, otherwise he was only fighting back against those who attacked him.

With Theorem's participation in the war, the battle stations of the Crusaders and the Rebels move at once.

Where Jiriziri and the rebels were in their favor, more than a thousand troops from Theorem took part. The Crusaders are unable to resist the momentum and reduce their numbers at once.

Everyone wants to escape, but they are considered cowards if they raise their voice first.

He was a crusader who stayed on the spot from such a willful stand-up and continued to cause damage...

"Retreat, all of you!

At the same time as such a voice sounds, it moves to retreat at once as if it had struck an avalanche.

There is no room for the expressions of the nobles already. I just get away with the thought that if I stay here, I might die.

Fortunately for the Crusaders, it would have meant that the troops they were trying to turn around behind could have escaped before they had fully adjusted their posture.

Among them, the first to escape… the Earl of Scola, who shouted to leave, was on a horse and fled with his own men, remembering a battle that could not even be called an earlier battle while turning even sicker and worse looking.

(Battle time is practically between thirty minutes and less than an hour, etc. It's true that we crusaders are less skilled, but there were still about a thousand of us here. Even so, the rebels are very highly skilled considering that they were unilaterally hit in all this fighting)

While whining inside, there is one question in that chest.

No matter how proficient we know we are, we should be nervous if we are going to fight the top opponents in numbers. Moreover, they had won by a thousand men by force.

Even so, the rebels didn't seem to care about that.

Yes. It's as if we're used to fighting more powerful opponents than ourselves... on the contrary, it's Ning Lo Easy to fight opponents with about a thousand people.

(... No, you'd think too much. I don't think anything will be like that in this short time. when it comes to it, you probably mean you were originally so proud of your proficiency)

If you knew there was a Ray or Seto, maybe that question cleared up.

But neither Ray nor Seto appeared in this battle, and their power was kept warm.

Therefore, Count Scola never gets to the truth while in doubt.

"Ghaaaaaaaa!

Return to me on the horse to the voice you hear from behind you.

Yes, we are being pursued now, and we have no time to think about it at all.

Anyway, fleeing is a top priority now, and we have to somehow escape from the rebel chase.

"Everybody, run. Run!

Count Scola shouts loudly at those of his troops who follow him, and at the soldiers of other nobles.

If the others are caught up by those who are pursuing them from behind, they are good and captive. A nobleman, who originally hated being ordered by others, was running without complaining, just knowing he was going to be killed the worst.

Look behind you, naturally, and make sure the distance is open between the cavalry and the infantry. Earl Scola frowns.

(It's not just my unit. Is the infantry near total annihilation, including the troops of other nobles? I would have avoided draining my troops if I could... but that's why I don't know if anyone would have taken it on, even if I ordered a stop in this situation right now, or asked for it)

To prevent a chaser, it's effective to hold back someone ready to throw their life away. Even though I knew that was the case, few could give up their lives, and that was the same for Count Scola, who made survival in this battle a top priority.

Now anyway, run, run, run.

When this battle is over, I will definitely turn over Count Scola's seat to my brother and live in comfort.

Even so, Count Scola continued to flee with the rest of the Crusaders.