Next Life

The operations taken by the coalition were similar.

Fully identify the range of enemy attacks and steadily shred them with a decent attack from the outside.

It's a less dangerous way of doing things that can only be defeated one by one.

"What are these guys...?

A few days have passed, and Gareth, who stands at Fort Geyern and fights the Holdians, is no longer able to hide his confusion.

If the offensive side were to attack from afar, the defensive side could say it was the norm to take measures to stop it.

Otherwise the one-sided battle will only continue, as it is now.

But the Holdians kept even standing.

It's just weird not to ever attempt to destroy or seize a stone thrower.

(Can't we have all of them? experience of defending the castle. Instead, it's like I don't even have military experience)

I don't know if I can take measures to deal with the current situation, but I don't think anything is possible.

This battle for Holdia should be because it is an important battle to protect our country from invaders.

If they break through the border fort, there should be unprotected fields and downtown stretches.

I also wonder if it was himself who was wary that it was King Holdia who would come with an impossible hand.

We also considered the possibility of blocking the streets with obstacles, but the vastness of Holdia's territory is the opposite of the problem, and we haven't reported anything like it.

As of now, all those who castle can only be described as fools.

This minute seemed like a lot quicker than originally planned.

"If the enemy is a fool, it will be easier."

I blamed the young general for saying things that bothered me, but Gareth is going to have a harder time getting over this.

"The enemy is afraid of us!

Remir was in a good mood and had a drink on his own.

Chandler is left alone with only a soldier who combines surveillance and escort.

Holdia's movements are too unnatural.

It is foolish to do nothing and just stand on the fort.

I was wary that reinforcements would arrive so early, but there was never any sign of that.

Given King Asteria's reputation, I don't think he's coming all the way out here to help the people who rebelled against him once.

But when the border fortifications are dropped, the morale of the soldiers is lowered, causing great anxiety to the people.

A king of one country should be something that he absolutely wants to avoid.

Then why won't the Holdians try to move?

"Are you even fighting demons already...?

Randall reached a fearful thought and shook his body as he shrugged.

The strength of a demon is so individual that I can't say it all, but they say it takes hundreds of thousands of troops to defeat a lower demon.

Top class dragons are similarly strong.

Or maybe humans just can't tell the difference.

In any case, Randall, who feared engaging the demons, had the scouts gather information in mind.

As a result, reports came that there were no such signs.

"There seems to be about 50,000 regular troops stationed at Fort Garsheed on the Philato side and 100,000 regular troops stationed at Wang Capital, but there are no signs of demons"

"King Asteria seems to be offering to act with Isabella the Samurai, until what he is doing..."

Randall overheard one of the reports.

"Why? Why can't you see that?

"Well, that's..."

For a moment it was said that, in many ways, "vigilance was too tight to investigate," the intervener clarified, and Randall let him take a flat-handed beating.

"It would be your job to look into it! You're not proud! Aren't you ashamed of being a salary thief!

Curse with defilement.

There were a number of people who didn't have to be ashamed of themselves in front of everyone, but everyone kept quiet because they knew it was useless to say anything to Randall now.

Randall said, staring at the intermediate, after he had been given a cursing murmur all along.

"I can't make the right decision because of an incompetent salary thief. For now, attack as you've always done."

Holdia, we were all concerned about the movement of the main army, so there was no shelter for sympathy between us.

... Then a few days passed, and all three fortifications went as close to falling.

"Damn! No reinforcements coming yet!

The guardians yell.

Holdia soldiers' morale had naturally declined by the worst.

Before the fight, I told him that if we put up our hands, we'd let him go. Others promised, "If we're even focused on protecting him, we'll send reinforcements".

Even standing up without doing anything invites suspicious ghosts, even if you can buy time.

Those who honestly believed in Asteria were good skins.

So far, we are beginning to realize that we have been deceived and exploited.

"No sign of reinforcements coming"

The sightings also report with regret.

"Give me this far and I won't hesitate to surrender."

We all consecutively agreed that one person would propose.

If we were to fight for Asteria or the country until we were dumped as pawns, we would not have given it to the aristocrats or anything else in the first place.

"Instead, you might want to surrender here and help Holdia attack."

The opinion represented their true intentions.

There is no such thing as loyalty to them, they simply want to live a good life.

I was following Asteria because I thought my desire to be free from slavery and live like old times could be fulfilled.

If that doesn't happen, I have no hesitation about the forces that are going to make it happen.

"All right, let's surrender. Wave the white flag."

That was the same with the Guardian.

They were only thinking about themselves.

I didn't even imagine why there were no people watching me so I could kill you if I betrayed you.

Even if someone did, it was to the extent that "Outside Asteria is an idiot."

They were soon to be rewarded for their stupidity.

Surrender was unacceptable.

"Even if it's not false, it's the same thing to do. Kill them all."

Gareth, Randall and Chandler oddly gave similar instructions on the same day.

The soldiers also obeyed orders convinced that they would be asked why.

No one wants to die of enemy involvement or anything.

It was the Holdia soldiers who were in a hurry.

"Hey, why...?

Why is surrender ignored?

There were still about 10,000 troops left, and it should have taken some time to wipe them out.

Fighting in the first place doesn't mean we need to destroy all our enemies.

It is a victory if the conditions for victory are met.

In this case, if the Holdia side surrenders, the coalition should be able to meet the conditions for victory, and it is unnatural not to accept it.

Guru disappears when all kinds of thoughts and emotions come to mind.

And a while later, one of us noticed the blue collar we were wearing as a hack.

"Also, could there be that magic of an example on this collar...?

They also knew about the magic used during the Valdera attack.

"Then, stupid. That, you can't use it if you're too far away. There won't be anybody who can start it."

One person raised a question, but the other said it would be dispelled.

"So, but it is. How do we prove that?

A painful silence wraps around the inside of the fort.

"A, Asteria! That woman!

"They're going to kill us all from the start!

I finally realized that.

"Egg, it's an outside road. Will the people forgive this?"

When one roared, another still argued.

"Yes, no, we're all just invaders after we die. The people will believe that woman more than the invaders."

Which do the kings of their kingdoms and those who have invaded their own countries believe?

It was something I didn't have to think about, and Asteria must have done it knowingly.

While doing so, coalition attacks continued, with Holdia soldiers dying one after the other.

Floating hatred of Asteria, spewing words of curse.

The most allied side had similar feelings about Asteria.

"Miserable imitation."

Gareth threw up.

There is no joy in achieving the primary goal.

The soldiers have a similar look, and I can't hear the victory that usually comes up soon.

Gareth understood the mood of the soldiers well.

"Why? Why would anyone be happy?

Remir was all alone and wondering that no one would imitate him.

I think very simply that I should be happy because I won.

Chandler didn't have the energy to explain.

It is natural that the soldiers should not be pleased.

It couldn't have been pleasant, such as how much formal rigorous training we endured and unilaterally killing those who wanted to surrender with the forged elite.

Besides, there was never a decent engagement.

"Me."

Randall groaned.

This fight was terrible.

Enemy soldiers who don't come out just standing up, on their own side just attacking from a safe distance.

This can't even boil down to the fact that we won the fight.

I finally see why the Holdians didn't come forward.

We can't control the fort any more, nor can we loot it.

I can't even hold a woman.

Nothing can happen to raise the morale of the soldiers.

The phrase "bone fracture tiredness" crosses the back of the brain.

The three generals Randall, Chandler and Gareth had common concerns.

Do we really have an advantage in this fight?

I won, but I didn't get a base, I didn't get supplies, and I lost my morale.

Clearly, it is not the atmosphere of a victorious army.

Holdia, on the other hand, was able to dispose of the rebels neatly and neatly.

He also invited the enemy to wear out without damaging the regular army in the slightest.

It may not be a small consideration for losing three forts, but it has succeeded in frustrating the coalition's nose.

Though they were frustrated with their noses, the fort contacted them for dropping them, and the army decided to leave them alone and bring the three together once.

I don't need to tell you why Chandler came, not Remir.

"You're a horrible woman."

The other two also express their opinions one after the other when Gareth cuts his mouth.

"Normally I can't do anything so thorough and ruthless even thinking about it. I used to say" Mad King. "

That's what Chandler said, and Randall continued.

"You do seem to have a crazy part as a person. I didn't dare to throw away three forts to discourage our morale."

"No, it's a theory of results, but if you say so. There's a way to prevent it from being occupied."

You don't even know what Gareth is talking about.

The aim of the three countries was to base the dropped fortifications and ensure replenishment.

That took the form of a complete seal.

It is not easy to reclaim a fort once more occupied by an enemy.

Holdia's operation itself can be described as very effective.

The premise is to pile up a large number of corpses, but it is possible because Holdia boasts the largest population and number of slave holdings.

"I'm honestly skeptical."

It was Chandler who said:

"But I have to admit that it was effective, at least with regard to this one. Now soldiers in our army have no morale."

It is also significant that we did not fight the enemy directly.

Only the likes of the general think, "If you win without fighting, you better", and the average soldier wants to fight and defeat his enemies.

And getting a hand and getting a reward, catching a loot, holding a woman is their dream.

It's impossible not to get morale when that's one thing you have to fight for.

They don't know anything about rushing or planning on the battlefield.

Extreme story, he thinks that's fine if he punches the enemy in front of him and knocks him down.

You can't imagine enemies deliberately losing or not fighting.

And if you don't get what you want, you quickly become skeptical, causing confusion.

It was the role of the generals to lead such people and defeat their enemies and win their allies.

"According to reports from the two parties, there are no signs of movement in the regular army. I don't know what you're up to next."

I tried to say what Gareth seemed most likely to say to Randall.

"Let the people brag about our horrible existence and evade. And wouldn't it be like moving around with all the hardware, all the food stuff?

Chandler nodded, but fixed some of it.

"That's possible. However, as far as I've heard reports from the Intermittents, it could be after I've already done it. 'Cause they don't make any big moves."

"Oh, boy. So we've jumped right into the middle of the enemy waiting to be ready."

Randall's hateful tone didn't expire as usual either.

One imagination after another that I don't want you to hit disappears.

I wonder why you are the spirit of the loser when you have won.

Covering replenishment solely with national finances is less favourable because of the heavy burden.

Even when I said I was ready and ready, to some extent, it presupposed plundering from Holdia.

"If I could say one thing, I wouldn't come in a decent way anyway. That's all."

Gareth and Randall fully agreed with Chandler's decisive words.

All three report their results to the upper management of the country.

I'd appreciate it if you gave me an order to pull up the battle as full effect, but we all think that won't happen.

Even though we won, we didn't get any forts, no money, no women, no supplies, no land.

This means that the cost of war will have to be calculated as damage.

I'm sure they'll tell you not to return until you get as much money or territory as you can get.

It is the view of civilians who do not know the battlefield that they cannot control the fort, that they cannot loot it, that they do not gain morale, and that what is wrong with it.

He said it was because the general was incompetent that it was about to collapse.

But about 350,000 is not enough to control the vast Holdia.

I need you to send reinforcements.

It will take a lot of people and huge amounts of food to occupy Holdia's land.

However, the country thinks it would be cheap if it could control Holdia, so I'm sure there will be a backlash soon.

That would be a huge burden on the country's finances and would likely require greater results.

The three felt like they were on the verge of falling into a negative spiral and hurriedly struck them off.

I decided to tell them that it was all about the worst possibility.

Not that Asteria is as scary as they think.

They were aware of their stupidity in thinking about this over the course of this period.

Expect the enemy's failure or incompetence knowing it depends on the enemy's plot, what is this to say, not stupid?

When Gareth looked up into the sky, the clouds were starting to appear.

I felt it was a bad omen for us.