Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

"Uncle Roland! Where are you?

None of his majesty as the southern aristocratic male, the Arnold Borderline Uncle, was in that figure running around the mansion shaking his hair with a loud voice.

"Master Roland returned to his mansion earlier to say that he was ready for an emergency..."

One of the more subordinate nobles replied in such a way as to be terrified of Alnod's leopard gesture.

"That shitty grandpa who loses his life! You just ran away!!

"Oh, such an intangible way of saying it. Ha! What the hell happened?

Arnold kicked his desk to power.

"Our army tore to the king's army, and our son died! Most of the soldiers got killed or ran away!... all the time! Me! What is the king's toy, gather what! This is my home!

Arnold Border Uncle scolds the first fleeing Roland after prompting a rebellion.

But no matter what I said, it didn't change that I was a mastermind, and I knew I could no longer escape from the royal family.

It would be possible to simply flee, but there is also pride as a prestigious nobleman.

It couldn't have been possible to throw everything away and let the pedestrians and peasants live.

Nor can the nobles gathered in the mansion hide their agitation.

It is clear that the king's army is on its way here more than broken into battle.

But I can't possibly stand up to the King's army alone where I fled back to my own territory.

In the end, we'll have to rely on Borderline Uncle, even if that's the ship going to sink...

In the gloomy air, the gatekeeper shouts out a running voice.

"We have a messenger from the King's Army!

All rise, and Arnold suppresses the fierceness and restores calm.

"Call me here."

"I will tell you what the king has to say."

Arnold does not hide his flashy expression.

It is normal to send as nominees those in that position if they negotiate with noble opponents.

Can't a messenger who can only carry a message negotiate with us?

"I want harmony for the rest"

Oh and a relief look on the nobles, now that the army has been defeated, it is our common understanding that we do not want any more engagement.

It would be unavoidable at this time to be able to hold some interests and territories.

"I just can't fit in any more than I did otherwise. Conditions of harmony are the death of the rebel chief Arnold border uncle and all the nobles of the United! All titles are returned, and the territory is forfeited! The son will be summoned to the king's capital to ensure his safety."

"Is there such a stupid thing!" "Isn't this a big difference from treason!

"Heh heh heh... well... this should be... just a messenger..."

Arnold Borderline Uncle is not a complete idiot either.

I understand everything now.

This is what the King intended to do from the beginning.

He's going to sacrifice himself as a show to the nobles who don't pay taxes.

"Ah, Arnold Borderline Uncle...... this is some mistake. Give me a messenger from here to the king. Or"

"That's enough, that's enough."

Stand up fluttered and take the sword on the wall.

Alnod waved his sword down and slaughtered the messenger while they were all stunned not knowing what had happened.

"Ahhh!!" "Oh my god!!" "Have you been distracted!!

If the nobles turn their faces blue and scream, slay the messenger from the king, he will not go through with whatever he says at the earliest.

The same goes for signing death sentences for everyone here and their families.

"You fool, don't you get it yet? The king was the one who wiped us out from the start! Since that time I was dissatisfied with the extraordinary taxes...... all the tricks that followed are just provocations to make this one exorbitant. I had come to the conclusion, I can't help it now..."

"That's it! Then help someone..." "Who is going to help us the national bandits!

The nobles are calling out to hysterics.

Arnold was strangely quiet in his heart.

If you can't do anything about it, people will settle out.

And I came up with the only way to live.

"Relax, I still have my hands. Strike the King's army and ask for rescue."

"Those who already side with us even if it's called rescue…"

"Yes. To the south, we swear allegiance to King Arkland and descend beneath it."

Everybody loses their word, that's exactly where the traitor works, the worst disgrace.

"Think, as it is, we are chosen to die, and the house is crumbled. If you survive the stigma, your children and grandchildren will have a chance to snow their shame."

There is only one road already.

All you can choose is to stop or move on.

For some were sons, and some spared their lives, and all the nobles were determined to move on.

"Is Viscount Berlido here?

I'm here.

A samurai dressed in silver armor, about thirty years old, its appearance is Rin and tidy, and any woman with a single voice is likely to open her crotch.

"I have to ask you to share your destiny with me as a child of my family. I'm sorry, but I need you to hang out with me till the end."

"Yes, more than when I took your daughter Catherine as my wife, I still offer her to the bottom of hell."

"Um, you'll lead our Knights. My son has already passed away... and if I make a move, I will be adopted by my Arnold family to carry on the trail."

"Whoa, that's great"

"It will be easy to defeat the King's army if you become Viscount Berlido, a martial name to the kingdom."

A slight smile returns to the faces of the nobles.

But there was no end to the return of blood to the blue face.

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Central Army Camp

The central army has a camp position in front of Zahr, the stronghold of the Arnold peripheral uncle.

Few troops have been left behind by the enemy.

We have no choice but to castle in the city, but that won't last long either.

One report is made there.

"Did you slay the messenger? Is that it?"

Is that a big deal? and ask Eirich.

If the hostile opponent tells you a joke, I'm going to kill you.

"Now they will have pulled a bow on the royal family itself. It means no more Japanese-style talks, no more fighting to the end."

"I don't think that's what the military's been doing since they lost."

"I may have done it impulsively, but I'm guessing I'm going to rely on it even in Big Arkland"

Surely if there is no later, you will speak up depending on the allowance or whatever.

And the closest thing geographically is Arkland.

"But that's also airborne theory on the desk. If the night dawns, it's a total attack, and there's no mercy for the city. Shoot him like a mountain, and the town will turn from a fortress to a cauldron of hell."

The policy of turning the town into scorched earth but getting victory is unshakeable.

"I'll have you active tomorrow too... but I have another immediate secret assignment for Your Majesty"

Me and Eirich are just the two of us leaving the tent and going into the woods.

Celia tried to follow me, but it was controlled.

They shouldn't know anything but me.

In the dark, just wait a little while, and the pine lights come close to four or eight letters loosely.

"Signal."

A shadow appears out of the darkness.

Two would be guards and a man who thought he was inflexible, and two would be noblemen dressed in expensive clothes.

"This is Sir Radharde, and I am deliberately pained by the Legion Leader himself."

The elderly nobleman bows his head respectfully.

"Uncle Roland, it all seems to have worked out, above all."

Speaking of Uncle Roland, in a protest sent by name, it is the substantial NO2 of the Southern nobility named next to the Arnold Border Uncle.

"No, no, Arnold Border Uncle is not very good at plotting, so it's easy...... you introduced him. This one is for my son. I was going to give up the housekeeper when this thing was cleared up..."

So it was a race to do everything from sending protests to rebellion?

"I'd rather tell you the end of the line than that."

Eirich rushes for unnecessary public discourse.

"Yes, the Arnold faction has put soldiers inside the city and has managed to keep them dead. And so far, there's no sign of foreign soldiers in there."

"Really, then their fate will be exhausted in tomorrow's attack, as planned"

"So... after Arnold and the others were crushed, didn't His Majesty tell you about the land that goes to our house? It crossed a dangerous bridge many times..."

The southern aristocracy is destroyed to nationalize the land, and the Roland family receives its spill.

Yeah, I guess I was talking to the king, this grandfather too, but His Majesty is quite a connoisseur.

Eirich doesn't change his expression at all.

"Your Majesty keeps hearing about that. You haven't even told anyone at home about this ploy, have you?

The old Count exaggerates his hand.

"That's already! Anyway, in case it leaks, I'll definitely be killed by Uncle Borderline. This son is the only one who knew, and the escorts are here now."

"That's fine..."

Me and Eirich signal with our eyes.

Release the dual crater on your back and cut off the two escorts.

The guard, who was completely alarmed, was unable to do anything and collapsed with a stunned look.

"Become what!

The next person likely to be a threat is the younger one, nagging and unreliable, but also more powerful than Grandpa.

"Hih! Hih! Why, damn it!

A man desperately tries to pull out his sword but forgets to untie it, so he can't pull out his knife.

My sword penetrates deep into my chest undisturbed, and the power of the man falls out.

"I can't let you! Why is this happening? It's different!

Eirich pulls out his sword and approaches Uncle Roland.

"A traitor loses his life by betrayal. That's what they've been saying for hundreds of years."

Eirich's sword pounded into Uncle Roland's eyes.

The poor old man cramped for a while and stopped moving forever.

"The cowardly Count of Roland sees it as unfavourable, or attempts to flee with his son, but was attacked by bandits on the night lane and lost his life. That's what I mean."

Eirich took what seemed expensive from the belongings of the Count and his son and threw them behind the woods.

To make it look like a bandit's work in case a body is found.

"You're scared. What's a ruse?"

"I don't like it either, but I can't do politics without a ruse."

Wipe the blood of your sword with the clothes of a pathetic corpse and go home unsaid.

"With you, I'm thankful you don't have to worry about your power on these assignments"

I don't feel like losing quickly if we kill each other in small numbers.

"Someday I might be murdered, too."

"Your Majesty trusts you as a new breeze. That's not true... but if you're going to assassinate me, you're going to need a squadron, so it's not an assassination."

We drank in preparation for tomorrow's battle and just went for a walk outdoors in the cool.

That's all there is to it.

At the same time as dawn, the central army launches a total attack on the town of Zahr.

The town of Zahr is a central city in the south where Borderline Bo houses a hall, but there are times when it is close to the highly antagonistic Arkland, and the commercial industry has not developed noticeably, and the population is not as large as 3,000.

Uncle Borderline's soldiers fired arrows from above the city walls, threw stones and responded, but fire broke out everywhere in town when the archers shot fire arrows simultaneously.

Early abandonment of the city wall and withdrawal if it could not hold up any longer, the central army successfully entered the town without any further sacrifice.

"We don't have much of a turnout in siege warfare. Do you want me to grow up in the rear so you don't get in the way?"

Attacks on city walls, as well as narrow streets and houses, are rarely capable of cavalry within a contiguous city.

Unlike Wang capital, there was no space for cavalry to drift in line either on the main road or in the town square, and with Agor's advice he decided to divide the troops into platoon units, each turning to the support of the neighbouring troops.

"Master Agil, we're back."

Celia, who was putting it out for reconnaissance, returns.

"There is sporadic resistance everywhere, but no massive troops. It's almost like a sweep."

"... weird, huh? Tell me you struck them at the last meeting. This is where they're based. You could have 1,000 or 2,000 soldiers."

Agor twists his neck.

But I could see the answer.

"You're on the run, I don't know how many standing armies Borderline Bob has, but he's never had thousands from time to time. defeat at the rebellion, conscripted peasants and mercenaries will no doubt flee"

The only one on a sinking ship is a guy with nowhere to go.

Perhaps Agor, who ascends the Confederate Regular Army, doesn't know, but for mercenaries and peasants, first and foremost is the reward himself, he definitely escapes if he is in a losing situation.

The soldiers on the city wall didn't seem to be willing to resist.

"Well, on the contrary, now. If there are soldiers who continue to resist..."

"They're the ones who pledge absolute loyalty to Uncle Borderline, or there's no escape anymore. If you're a dead soldier, you're in trouble."

A decree came saying that a hunch had been struck or that the troops that had advanced to the Lords' Hall had been defeated.

"Agor, we have nothing to be busy with anyway. Let's go see the enemy's last unit."

"The captain likes you too...... we are here for you"

"What's up, dogs?! That's it!

There are heavily armed knights lined up around the man who raises the victory, and the remains of the soldiers of the central army are rolling.

It's Bruno who looks bitter, turning him into Ser Bruno-Lenster and captain of the infantry battalion.

"Bruno, what happened?

"If you try to break into the Lords' Hall, you'll suddenly show up, and this is pretty awesome."

"My name is Cecil Berlido! Call whoever wants my neck handled!

A commander-like man turns up a loud voice.

Seems pretty confident.

A cavalry who tried to strike one horse was instantly truncated and rolled.

"Is he strong?

"Viscount Berlido is a man who was famous in the kingdom as a knight in contention for one or two. The troops under him are probably the Knights of the Arnold Borderline Uncle, who is the son of the Borderline Uncle and stepson."

It's a pain in the ass if the elite knights led by the brave guard the gates of the hall.

"" Shall I shoot an arrow? ""

Me and Agor, Bruno agree.

Normally, there's no point in bothering to duel and lose your men.

Unfortunately, we want to rise as civilians and win more easily than defend our knight's pride.

The Knights fall one horse after another with rainy arrows and bowgun squad attacks.

"You coward! What a pride for a knight!!

Didn't I tell you earlier you were a dog, fool? Anyone who aligns in front of an honest, open gate is a fallen point as a warrior.

It seems Viscount Berlido has not been fortunate enough to receive arrows, even though the knights who can move satisfactorily have been counted.

"I'll sign up for a one-horse duel with your brave men to get to work! Come on!

Me and Bruno smiled face-to-face.

He's really not the right guy for military men to challenge a single hit in a settled battle.

Bruno tells the Bowguns he's about to shoot, but Agor comes forward.

"He's not suitable for military personnel, but he wasn't even timid by the downpouring arrows. I wonder if a brave warrior should be given a corresponding end..."

"You take the duel?

"Ha!"

Agor was strong, but if he tried it alone, it was inside.

To be honest, a few steps stronger than Agor.

You can't lose a good lieutenant here.

Maybe I'm not actually suitable for military personnel either.

"I'm leaving, Bruno, okay?

"Dude... are you serious..."

It's been a long time since I've had a ride.

I know it's stupid, but it exalts me.

"My name is Agil-Hardlet, and I will give you guidance."

Get on Schwartz and step forward.

Berlido's face breaks in delight, he may also have thought the arrows would fly at the bottom of his heart.

"A man who can't put himself in the bottom! Come on!"

The battle began with spears, not with assaults, but with horses leaning against each other.

His prey is a luxurious spear decorated in vain, but it weighs and moves sharply.

The skill of diverting my attacks and quickly turning to counter-attacks is certain, and the name of the Kingdom's best knight is not Dada.

But I'm not willing to lose.

The look is over, and I'll slap the spear with all my strength.

It took one, two, and three hits, and his posture collapsed and finally fell off the horse in the fourth.

"Ugh!... I haven't settled yet!

Get up quickly and point your spear at this one.

I got off Schwartz too, pulled a spear, and took a poking position.

Pack tight and distance and release a strong thrust as you enter the range.

He goes into defense anticipating a slice of his armor, his throat, but that's a mistake.

I release a thrust into his heart, his most sturdy armoured chest.

Naturally, you can't penetrate it, but a blow with a super heavyweight gain is enough to blow him away.

Rolling down the ground, the blade pierces the throat I tried to get up.

Spraying bloodshed marked the end of the battle.

"Raise your wings!!

"Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh!"

Bruno was coming to his battalion and backup with his voice. Some of my squadrons raise their voices.

The Knights, who lost their commander, abandoned their weapons and surrendered, heard Seung-hyun rise from the Lords' Hall, and the enemy troops scattered throughout the town also stopped resisting and the rebel aristocracy stronghold, the town of Zahr, fell completely.

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Name Agil-Hardlet, 19, summer.

Status Ser Knight of the Kingdom of Goldonia 1st Cavalry Squadron Commander of the Central Army

80 Yearly Salary Coins

257 property gold coins (discount below silver coins)

Weapon Dual Crater (Great Sword) Large Valdish (Spear)

Plate Armor Black Cloak (Curse) in Upper Steel on Equipment

My buddy Nonna, Melissa, Maria Carla.

Servant Mitty Almachlor

Subordinate Celia (squire) Agor (deputy) Christoph Carl

Schwartz (horse)

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