Maou Gun Saikyou no Majutsushi wa Ningen datta

My basic tactic is to attract Reese's army, and in the meantime, have Seventh Corps Sephiro storm the King's Capital of Reese.

It was.

In other words, Sephiro, who is headed for the northern front, will flip it and take down the king's capital.

It was a simple and lucid operation, but there was only one problem.

"What are you going to do if Sephiro doesn't flip?

Oak's staff, Giron, has been poking at the problems of the operation.

Surprisingly sharp, I was surprised to find myself clearly poking at what I feared.

"Why would you think that?

"No, deep meaning. Of course, I never dreamed that Master Sephiro would betray us."

"Well, I don't know about that. He doesn't have a clue. If the Demon King's Army is at a disadvantage, we may turn back to the King's Alliance."

"No way, no..."

Giron says no, but I'm kidding.

"Well, you should be on our side while you can do whatever you want with the Demon King Army. I don't even think there's a king in the kings' alliance who can handle a captain. I'm just worried about the Northern Front."

They say the number of enemy troops will be 50,000.

Is it something like 10,000 for the direct unit of the Demon King and 4,000 for the 7th legion of Sephiro?

The Demon King's troops are among the strongest elite and hardened of the Demon King's armies, but it should still be tough to hold back five times as many.

Only Sephiro's army promises to reverse and assault the king's capital, but there is no room for that, and a situation can be considered that is being staked out on the northern front.

When I explained that, Giron said, "Is that possible?," he asked.

"I don't know. Too many unknowns. All we can do now is believe that the Demon King will successfully stop the enemy and make room for Cephiro to flip."

Having said that, he suggested to Giron, "Let's worry about ourselves first rather than about others".

Will Cephiro come to reinforcements?

Whether it makes it or not is no longer beyond my control.

But it was my job to deal with Reese's army, which would come before me.

The enemy general is the prestigious General Eingod, even in Leesas.

You won't be able to beat it with a half-breed method of warfare.

I thought so. I built multiple horse fences and dug trenches.

This will prevent enemy assault.

Besides, they should be allowed to rain on the rope gun while they suffer from horse fences and trenches.

The enemy is the general of Rosalia.

You wouldn't win just that, but anyway, it was better than not doing it.

A few weeks have passed since we began to build our position.

Enemy troops are hard to come by.

I was afraid it was too obvious.

Only one legion remains, moving the other legions and moving them to the other fronts.

It could look like an overt trap from the enemy's point of view.

The enemy may be alert and immobile.

That way we're not talking about Sephiro's reinforcements, we can't even meet the prerequisites for the operation.

"I guess this was a little too self-absorbed"

At first I thought it was a perfect operation, but maybe he was insulting the enemy.

That's what I thought. When I tried to send a messenger to the Demon King and other legions to tell them that the operation had failed, a change happened.

Stinging and a drop of water dripping down my nostrils watching the war in formation.

When the first drop fell on my nostrils, eventually the second one dampened my hair and the third one hung on my shoulder.

When he spread his palm, he confirmed the presence of rain.

The rain, which was a small grain, eventually became large. He started wetting my body.

"I see..."

I speak for myself.

"Is this what the enemy was waiting for?"

Giron responds to my words.

"So, sir, what does that mean?

"The enemy army was waiting for rain. You can't use a sparkling gun in the rain."

At least my spark gun wasn't waterproof or anything.

"Hey, isn't that bad? The artillery squad is the mainstay of our army. I can't believe that's not working."

"Moaning doesn't stop the rain. I don't have a choice. Let the artillery team back down. Put Dwarf's warriors and Lilith's troops on the front line instead."

When I gave that order, Giron immediately said, "Yes!" and skipped the preaching.

When I drop that off, I squeal again.

"Damn, I've been good with a famous general. I think you know all the weaknesses in this hand."

Yes, I leaked my sigh and headed to the front line.

More than I could use a gun, I joined the front, and I just had to reinforce my power.

The enemy troops appeared at the same time as it rained.

The enemy army must have attacked us in anticipation of this moment.

An army called the 8th Legion has a powerful weapon called an iron cannon, which seems to be studied and exhausted for how troublesome it is.

"Well, naturally you will. The weapon of artillery has claimed hundreds of lives, and I thought it might be time to take action."

That's why I was unlucky at this time.

- No, isn't it a good idea to blame your luck?

A man named Eingod is still extraordinary.

I guess it's all on his palm.

Maybe he studied the Demon King's Army thoroughly and was preparing for this day.

"Not at all, the Great General of Rosalia has no mercy"

But it didn't stop raining just how much I moaned.

When I put the artillery squad completely out of combat, I reconstructed the operation.

First put Gunter and Lilith's troops forward and outrun the enemy's onslaught.

In the meantime, replace the artillery squad and put Elf's troops on the front line.

Elves are all bowmen. I can't replace the artillery squad, but the bow had bow benefits.

A weapon called a bow has no power or range like an iron cannon, but instead it had characteristics in the radiation.

A weapon called a bow draws an arc, an orbit that turns into a mountain and is unleashed.

In other words, you can release even if you have company up front.

Regardless, if you let it go in the midst of a turmoil, there were some stabbing at your allies, but the Elves, allies of the 8th Legion, tasted different.

They are all famous bowmen as well as spiritual users.

With the help of the Wind Spirit, we were able to obtain an artillery-like range, and its hitting accuracy deserved a special mention.

The Elves, led by Anemone, shot through the enemy's eyebrows from unexpected distances and stuck an arrow through the enemy's throat precisely even during the turmoil.

The elf's bow unit was a small number of around 100, but its power is reminiscent of the medieval British longbow unit.

The Elves bravely defeated enemy soldiers, like the Longbow Squad that led the 100-year war to an end, or Robin Hood and his people.

Enemy troops were overwhelmed with this, and they showed a temporary retreat, but it was also temporary.

Accurately released arrows are also gradually out of orbit.

The elves' bow arms didn't fall off. The enemy has taken care of it.

Looks like the magicians are on the front line.

The magicians used the magic of Hurricane to deflect the arrows, and the magic of Barrier blocked the arrows.

Giron, the staff member, will.

"Hmm, you're going to use some kind of husband's hand"

"Hands like mine? That's odd to say."

Certainly have used the same magic before and prevented enemy bows and arrows.

My husband's monkey.

And Giron insists, but it's not like Eingod was seeing and studying all of my ways of fighting.

Perhaps, but it follows the same path as the wise.

At least Eingod's ability to extract is equal to or greater than mine.

Then I could also imagine the next hand they would set up.

I ordered Giron to use the Navy that I had just organized the other day.

They made troops made up of fishermen (sahagins) and aquatic demons.

"What does that mean? We're on land, aren't we?

"Just shut up and obey orders. If he likes to imitate as smartly as I do, he'll use his boat to poke behind us."

Giron follows my orders, even as he looks "No Way".

A dozen minutes later, it turned out exactly as I had imagined.

A flotilla of boats came from above the river.

Before they landed on the banks of the river, the Sahagins drilled a hole in the enemy's ship, and as they boarded the enemy's ship, they defeated the enemy.

Giron is

"Is my husband a prophet?"

and raise a voice of surprise.

"I've had the right time for weeks. I'll be able to get you a boat."

Answer that without difficulty. My head was full of wielding extraction.

The general of the enemy army is still the best known general in Rosalia.

Ogata could be carried in this favor, but that doesn't necessarily go on like this.

The number of enemy troops is 10000 and the 8th Regiment is 2000.

That number varied by a factor of five.

I wasn't so dumb as I was floating in a war victory.