Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

"Sir Mezzare............ what the hell!

"There's an arrow on the Goldonian side! It's not just that!

The unnamed earthlings screaming on the hills turned into wreckage.

But there is no cheer from the soldiers, and the commanders and nobles around them are dismayed.

Naturally, too, the arrows unleashed by Viscount Mezzare on the provocation took the lives of hate insurgents, but the missed arrows jumped across the hill into Goldonian territory.

Moreover, there is an army of the other lord on the other side, which will have let down an arrow over its head.

Many civilians and soldiers have seen brutality, and we can no longer escape from it.

"Sir Mezzare, you!

The entire commander, the man who was desperately relenting to the soldiers, stuffed himself in a mezzale where he did not do his best.

"Lord Loggier, the questioning is later. If you don't give some excuse to the Goldonian side first, it's going to be a pain in the ass!

The staff man scowls at the mezzale, but scowls at Loggier.

"Um, send an urgent messenger. Someone of the highest possible standing."

"More than half of them are still hunting peasants, so we'll do a little work, but we'll hurry as much as we can."

The staff runs the horse.

"Sir Mezzare, this time you will be forced to negotiate with Goldonia, to the disadvantage! Be prepared!

Loggier haunts his mind about the upcoming negotiations.

There was nothing more to be done to his army.

I can't complain about being made up that even my noble brother was hurt by a flow arrow, and it would have been troublesome to talk about land nausea if it had been done with monetary compensation.

The fluctuations in the border lines need to be reported to the national governments, as a matter of fact, to the inter-state story.

An overly unusual ending calls into question his leadership and makes the royal memory worse.

He did something really extra for me, and I stopped worrying about him where I stared at Viscount Mezzare again.

Neither monetary compensation nor the transfer of territory was a problem anymore.

On the contrary, we no longer have to send a messenger.

I don't care, like a few arrows misfiring.

For over their heads fell a rain of iron, a thousand arrows.

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"Assault!!

One of my orders, the cavalry will launch a simultaneous assault.

It's like an example of a cavalry assault, where you can see the rain of arrows and smash confusing enemies.

A group of Oriental Spear Cavalry and Heavy Mountain Cavalry, as well as the Mountain People's Revolutionary Bow Cavalry, instantly runs up a low hill.

The bow cavalry stops at the top of the hill and releases one arrow after another that increases in power due to the high and low differences.

Updated from a crude bow and arrow, the Goldonian arrow is an unparalleled power, defeating enemies from the top of the armor, if not heavily armored plate armor.

Heavy-duty cavalry and spear cavalry use their support to plunge into the enemy.

The enemy also scattered long spear squads, but they are ravaged without forming a formation in the storm of arrows.

No matter how powerful a long spear is against a cavalry, it's just a blunt infantry if it's taken from the front and turned left to right.

"You despicable bastard who abuses the people. I will defeat you!

Iridina is at the head of the Spear Cavalry, waving a spear from the horse, poking and laying down one Trier soldier after another.

I suppose you are angry that the people of your home country are being abused.

The worst thing that ever happened to the people was the Arkland Army, but I can't dare to tell her that it's innocent.

"Well!"

About five people are stopped by a bunch of spear squads, but it happens to rain arrows from the hilltop.

The Spear Squad collapses quickly, and Iridina's rambling also begins.

Don't let my blood make a scene when I watch her rumble around.

"Leoporto, I'll take command"

"On my way."

Objectively speaking, I'd rather run around on the battlefield than take command in HQ.

Originally, Leopold took command of the whole thing.

"I'll give you."

Pipi's on his way.

Celia and Pipi, along with about ten accompanying cavalry selected by them, will be taken to run the horse.

Leoporto and Celia asked me to stop the ride.

Leopold says it's annoying because if I die on my own, the squad will collapse.

"I'm not gonna let that happen."

He enters into the midst of his enemies and jumps the neck of a riding man he thinks is a nobleman who is rushing to a sudden all-out attack.

There's no point in hesitating to attack more than what's happened here.

Besides, it's this way that we're disadvantaged to think that our enemies are 5,000, our allies are 3,000 strong, and somewhat worn out in the battle of the peasants.

It's best to slap your enemies thoroughly while they're confused.

"Every!!

pierce the torso of the hasty commander and crush the infantry believed to be an escort.

The infantryman, who had been slashed from the side where he shook off his spear, slapped him with his left hand.

"Ugh!"

"Hit it, monster!

Who's the monster?

Didn't I just smash your head when I hit you?

Return the rude soldier and grab him up with his bloody left hand and snap his neck.

An enemy soldier pulled away with his weapon pointed at me.

They are not very brave compared to the people of the mountains or perhaps my soldiers.

Speaking of which, Trier wasn't on much offense against Arkland either.

Then a three-horsemen heavily armed cavalry rushes for this one and wields a big lance.

Apparently, the enemy also has a guy who can handle the situation quickly.

I also try to swing up the spear and intercept it, but just moments before the contact, the three of them fell horseback with arrows under their throats and in the face that was open to ensure vision.

"Dear Sheikh! How's Pipi's arm?"

"Three shots in just ten seconds... It's a big deal."

I was only paying attention to the accuracy of the riding shooting, but the speed of the simulation is also fast.

Pipi seems to be a pretty good category among the mountain folks, but even if you look at the battlefield, the bow cavalry is so overwhelming that it is good to say it is one-sided.

Even though powerful on the flat, they were multiplying their abilities by getting composite bows and quality arrows.

The horse is not big enough to fit their physique, so the speed of running in a straight line is inferior to that of a normal cavalry.

But it's a tricky move to chase them as they flee and shoot backwards.

The Triea army has been struck by an ambush and is on the run as soon as possible.

Not as damaging as devastation, but I guess morale broke in the battle that suddenly began.

"The Bow Cavalry shoots the fleeing enemy from behind! Heavy cavalry and spear cavalry go into battle with peasants!

No matter how sophisticated your shooting accuracy is, if you strike an arrow inside playing a crummy, loose havoc, it will kill you indiscriminately.

It's going to be tough later.

I jump into the brawl between the peasants and the Triaean army at the head of the heavy-duty cavalry and gradually slay my enemies.

The slaughtered enemy flies away in fine pieces.

Of course even the people who were supposed to have helped the soldiers of Triea are flabbergasted, and some young women and others fainted.

It's not that I want to brutally kill you, it's that the spear is heavyweight, so wherever you slash it, it chops a thousand.

"Why the Gordonian army!

"Didn't we talk about it!

I can't help but say "why" or "why" on the battlefield.

Two knights unable to cope with the situation are slammed through the center of their bodies by a spear and desperate.

"Dear Eigil, the enemy is crumbling on all fronts. If the infantry forces join the battle, they will be destroyed."

Celia is kneeling on the horse to raise her gaze and try to grasp the situation.

Don't fall for me because I'm in a pretty impossible position.

"Let's do that. It's just an accidental battle, and you don't have to destroy your enemies."

I discovered a group of confused enemies who were gauging their escape at a glance.

They form a formation that surrounds one man on a horse, all of whom are wearing prominent flashy battle outfits.

"Commander... Because of this, I'll slap you."

I thought I'd throw him even with a spear, but he was more than 50 meters away, and I didn't think he'd hit someone to run with a horse.

"Pipi, it's that fancy center guy. Can you aim?"

"I can do it. Would you reward me if I guessed?

Lovely one, I'll even give you some confectionery I brought secretly later.

"The wind is sideways, wait a minute"

Pipi wets his fingers with saliva and puts them in the sky, and for a moment when the wind stops, he quickly sets up a bow and releases an arrow.

While I waited, my distance was over 100 meters open, but the arrow went up diagonally before hitting the man's side head to be sucked in.

A man who suddenly gets up with a pin on his horse and goes straight down.

Immediate death is inevitable when you receive an arrow on your head.

"Go in! Kill the enemy!

Celia's cute cry also led the infantry corps to start entering, and the line of the Triea Army, which had been divided into whatever they wanted to do to the cavalry, completely collapsed by the infantry assault, and fled and scattered as they were pursued by the peasants.

"Reward, I expect"

When Pipi, who saw the battle over, cleverly flew over to Schwartz and buried his face in my chest, we noticed that the "reward" we thought was different from each other.

"Dear Agil, it's a victory!... Why are you on the same horse as Master Agil?

Not answering the half-eyed Celia, he rushes through the peasants who entered.

The peasants' reaction was uniformly favourable.

"Long live Goldonia!" "I thought no more" "That man, Lord Hardlett!?" "In person…"

We need to calm the people down while Celia and Leopold form formation.

"Everybody listen! This battle stems from the fact that the Kingdom of Triea launched an attack on us across the border. I'm not taking part in your rebellion, but I'm not stopping you from entering my territory."

Everyone cheers.

I don't have any thoughts about them, but when I see my sisters holding each other and crying, I also feel like they did good.

I want to hold it together if I can.

"However, we do not allow weapons to be brought into our territory. I'll have all the swords and spears left behind."

As long as you disarm them, Adolf will take care of them later.

I've spoken to Leopold a little bit since then, but I don't have time for them.

But some did not join the ranks of the peasants who rushed to joy.

"Viscount Hardlett, we were soldiers of the Standing Army, not peasants, though we were part of the rebellion. I've lost my way since Arkland disappeared..., would you join the Viscount's army?

These guys are also supposed to be mercenaries, but I guess Trier's occupation policy didn't allow that.

"Then we'll go with the peasants all the way to Rafen, where we'll hire them anew as our army. Not now."

The speed and control of the operations to be carried out are questioned.

Even though I can't take anything I don't know enough to get into enemy territory.

Even if you increase the number by collecting it, it's a clump of feet.

The people left east, ready.

"Leoporto, have you told the royal family?

"Yes, the early horses have already given out accidental armed clashes into the kingdom. This horse needs to be finished within two days of the king's capital and within two or four days of his return."

Let's hurry.

Only the cavalry and the heavy squad carriage lined up, and the slow-footed infantry sent them back to Rafen as escorts and surveillance of the people.

What we need ahead is an overwhelming rate.

"All units, let's go! Get him past the Triea guys who got away."

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Two days later, the king's capital, Goldonia.

"... what the hell is he doing"

Eirich, who saw the letter, became aware of the blood drawing away.

There are three contents.

Triea forces engage rebel peasants near western border, set out on alert

attacked by the Trieans at the same location and fought back, destroying this

Follow the defeated enemy to eliminate the threat altogether and begin marching into Triea territory.

The concise text was sufficient for Eirich to interrupt all his official duties and ask the king to worship him.

The Royal Family should have a letter with the same content.

"I didn't know we'd have a quick dispute if we thought we moved to the territory the other day..."

No one around Eirich, but he couldn't help but blur.

"Your Majesty is in a good mood..."

"Stop it, Eirich, I'm sick and tired of being flattered by you."

King...... Alexandro I made Eirih stand on his knees after he had his servant lowered.

"Then excuse me. This time, I suddenly asked to worship..."

The king just gave a letter that he knew.

"Sentences have come elsewhere. Looks like Hardlett did it for me."

The king also spread his hands and laughed bitterly that it was a troubled thing.

"It's my poor supervision. Sorry, sir."

"Say what, Lord Hardlett is the nobleman to whom the rest gave the Viscount, and then a colleague. I'm not making anyone else take responsibility."

Rationally, yes, but it is nothing more than that the presence of Eirich on this occasion is required to be involved in matters as a representative of the new nobility.

"Anyway, complaining about what happened is what fools do. I want Sir's opinion on how to settle this conflict."

"The sentence says he was preemptively attacked. If this is true, some overdoing will be acceptable. The only problem is that the people from whom the witnesses fled...... from the Trier side, there are only rebels. They may argue that the people have lied to their detriment."

"Hmm, is it a prerequisite to let Sir Hardlett pull the soldiers first?

"I know it presupposes a truce by pulling soldiers first, than this is an accidental clash."

Eirich turns a strange face to the king, who hears back what is natural, but the king thinks silently.

"It must have been yesterday that the sentence was given, how far is it going in two days?"

Eirich spreads the map he brings to his desk.

He also led the army over and over again. A warring general, I can tell that the march speed of the legions is in hand.

"We have no decent enemies in the West because they say they broke down Triea's army. When you can go as far as you want, you will now reach this point, two days from now until you get your horse out early and arrive, and you will reach the outskirts of this town called Mace."

"It's something you can't go on without."

"A soldier can march for about six hours a day, except for a break, and this estimate is based on the assumption that the march is going well."

"Then let's give an order to stop near this mace. At the same time send a negotiating envoy to Triea on the assumption of withdrawal. This is it, okay?

"Yes, that's best, but they can kick the truce with emotional theory. Once the central army is ready to fight."

So the king rarely spins his words with his teeth cut badly.

"Eirich, this is a little hypothetical talk. How far do you think you'd go to get Trier to snag around if you let the hardlets do whatever they want?

…… I dare not ask questions, but the Oriental Army's training equipment under his command is no different from that of the Central Army. 3,000 should be the limit, even militarily, in conjunction with our army. With so many cavalry, you may push your enemies into the plains, but you won't have a hand in the fortified city west of Central. Sooner or later, if Trier assembles a full-fledged army, he won't be able to beat it. "

"So how about a central army avalanche from the north where Trier's pointing his troops at him?

Eirich looks up for a moment but keeps going.

"Triea disappears from the map. But..."

"My country will lose its righteousness and turn all its surrounding countries against its enemies..."

"Yes."

The king exhales one sigh.

"This is also a hypothetical story, how soon can the Central Army crush the Kingdom of Triea?

"Two months if we can fish out their main force. If we get into the defense system, we have to ask God."

The Triea army is not so strong, but castle fortifications exist on the northern border during years of fighting with Arkland.

It became a heavy group of fortresses, and a factor that spared Arkland's full-scale invasion by a trier inferior to its military might.

Pulling this out of the front is not easy to concentrate on siege weapons.

"The force differential is open day by day. It will be easy to beat them out of the occupied territories. But in my own country..."

"Can we take a detour from the east?"

"The road is too bad to move a large army. The eastern streets are still under construction."

"Was it still a little early?"

The king laughs bitterly.

"Fine. However, however resistant Sir Hardlett may be to the battle, the force deposited will be pushed into his territory to the tune of 2,000 or so, if attacked with full-scale force. You need restraint."

"Then so...... But if it's true, it's still a big deal."

The king cripples his posture with a voice and a laugh.

"He's a bad bareback, but he's not the kind of guy who blows a law snail. I didn't think there were many men on the battlefield, but commanding a soldier seems to be top notch."

Eirich knows.

What makes him strong is that he waves a spear himself, and his ability to command thousands of soldiers is never high.

It's those guys who say Leopold or something that's making up for it.

My men, of course, speculated that Eirich's ability to lead soldiers and to use measures was superior compared to his own.

Eirich also remembers feelings similar to jealousy, not particularly as he seems to be looking around for talent, but where he has picked up so much delicacy from.

That's why Eirich's doubts are endless.

If there's such a mindless man, it seems to me that there's no point in going deeper in such accidental combat.

"As I said earlier, officially Sir Hardlett is not one of your men or anything. Early horses can be spared in the royal name. Rest assured you will return to the mansion."

"I understand. but I'm not going to be able to feel safe. I think I'm gonna have a stomachache about what he's gonna do next."

The king laughs out loud, and Eirich bows his head and leaves.

In Eirich's head, the barbarian raids that were coming from Baron Pedo and his damage reports, as well as his debt application to fill the damage, ranked far behind.

He's also been charged with committing slutty acts against a newborn baby from a territory.

It didn't make any emotional sense to do it in person.

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Three days later, the territory of the former Arkland Trier Kingdom.

"I hear you've heard back from the royals."

Looks like the messenger has been running horses in the dark.

If you ask, they didn't have us where they initially thought we would be, and they arrived a day late.

"Oh, read it"

Give Leopold the letter and he'll be behind me, Celia will move.

Leoporto, who is less tall than me, desperately nails ahead when he can peek from behind.

"Stop without attacking the town of Mace and wait for the truce to be negotiated..."

Ooh, Illigina lifted Celia.

You've grown up making it easier to see through the rampage.

Now, what we have here is a nobleman's house that we have taken over in the town we just occupied in the morning.

"Is Mace the name of this town?

"No. The town is a central city in Bareola, formerly central Arkland. Mace passed by two days ago. That Lordship Knight turned up the loud voice..."

Where there was a knight who stepped out in front of a bow cavalry and turned up a loud voice about how the duel was and was turned into a needle!

Since then, you taught me to let the mountain people tell me to the end if I could afford them through Pipi.

"Now even if they tell you to stop over there,"

"That's a good sign. Even the Gordonian army must have had an unexpected rate of march."

The distance from the mace to here is much longer than the distance from the border to the mace.

Our march was more than three times faster than anything I've ever experienced in the Central Army while I was threatening.

It was significant that the bow cavalry, unaffected by the state of the streets, was the dominant force, and that other cavalry forces were also allowed to practice rapid marching in the wilderness.

It is arguably a by-product that has made us accustomed to the territory of the border, where the road is not satisfactory either.

We didn't mean to take towns and villages near the border from the start.

It was aimed at eating into major cities by multiplying the defeat and chaos of the enemy.

It can't be retained, but if you take a city of that size, you can also take over the wealth of nobles and merchants.

"You're like a bandit."

"You're the one who suggested it."

And if you hold the city back, it will work in your favor in the negotiations.

If you're going to forcefully take it back, just burn it down and pull it up from town to town.

Beyond the overwhelming difference in mobility, the lead is always here.

This one can retreat whenever he wants to.

Bareola is a relatively large town with a population of thousands, with city walls as well.

There was no garrison, and that defense never worked on us that suddenly appeared...

There is no way we would have abandoned the defense of a city of this size.

But after the other meeting, the fleeing King Triea Army continued to lose, further denying the hope that the heavy units of the troop transport, unaware of the defeat of the unit, would be destroyed and the legions rebuilt.

They couldn't do anything but keep losing west.

Guards defending Bareola surrender without resisting before more than 1,000 cavalry.

The nobles in the city flew out of the city dressed first.

I thought about catching them, but it's easier to pick up the drop without them, so I left them alone.

Besides, pre-construction is only about eliminating threats to my territory, so it stinks when you do something about the nobility in the city.

"The servant did something, didn't he? I had a daughter who was half naked and beso this morning."

"I spoken that down, but I just cried with a kiss and a caress. I didn't attack you."

She was the daughter of a good family with no experience, and she finally threatened the man's vivid desires.

I didn't expect you to bare it and cry out where you licked your whole body.

Anyway, it's hard to follow orders from the royal family.

Well, what's the matter?

"Let's just explain the circumstances and ignore the orders. Priority on the battlefield should be the judgment of the field."

"Right. We're not breaking the policy of waiting for a truce, so let's have a slightly larger look at the place. I hope the negotiations are over before Eirich's stomach breaks."

We have a sufficient number of scouts around Baleola, so as soon as the Great Army comes, we can escape.

Triea nobles and merchants escape, and the rest of the people are generally favored.

This is a heavenly environment, given the fact that we are setting up a line in the wilderness and waiting for a truce.

I'll leave the negotiation to Leopold and I'll have fun.

"The talk of politics has been dealt with. Iridina, Celia, can you play games for me?

The time is already close to midnight.

After the war, my body is rolling because the woman who brought me in to hit my desires has escaped me.

"Leave it to me!" "Yes, please"

Irijina takes off all her clothes when she enters her bedroom.

Celia, by contrast, leaves only her underwear.

I guess you're trying to arouse me by making me strip my underwear with my hands.

Celia is not alarmed because she is only a study artist and she is learning from Melissa and Rita as well as how to do the evening.

"Wow... is Lord Celia better than me"

Slowly unload Celia's underwear as she bathes in Irigina's obstinate voice.

Celia's tight yet soft little buttocks, the hole of a woman with little gaps closed, and thin, bushy silver hair all dew.

"Ku, please mouth it"

I guess the embarrassment of what I tried to do didn't go away.

Celia shrugs in a small voice that hides her brightly red-stained face with both hands and is incomparable with when she orders the soldiers.

Grab a beautiful white ass and crawl your tongue on your genitals, sucking on beans.

"Ugh! It's embarrassing."

"You've spread a lot to fit my stuff."

Celia's hole, which frequently receives my male roots, spreads well for her physique.

With a little more spread, I'm going to be able to use my hips firmly to move.

I tried to blur it with my tongue to the back but the hair hits my nose.

I barely grew when I first met him, but now he's grown solid.

The same silver hair is cared for and not tainted.

"Aww, I'm happy there too, but also on my upper lip if I can..."

Standing still, hold Celia from the front and see a hot kiss.

A delicacy rises in the scent of a woman and compresses her pants.

"I'm already hungry. It'll be easier soon."

Celia handily takes off my clothes and hugs each other naked again.

The hardened male root strained from her belly to her chest.

"It's amazing whenever you see it...... I feel vicious every time I see it, ah!

I lifted Celia sideways and threw her into bed.

A lot of women like this, including her, though it's abusive behavior.

They say they're going to hold you now, and your heart's going to get high.

Especially Nonna. If she adds a whisper of love to this, she'll have a devastating flood without caressing.

"Keep it easy."

Repeat a thoughtful kiss on the little bud by leaning back Celia, who has lost her strength.

Grab both ankles and open your crotch wide enough to push the key thing in.

"Hiu!

First, the thickest part ahead.

"Ha Ugh!

Then slowly put the rod in and hug it and take a break.

The hole must have loosened considerably, but it has spread to its limits, and there is a chiseling noise.

Slowly even if wet thoroughly, it seems to cause pain if not inserted one by one.

Besides, she herself never says it hurts, so I have to infer the pain with the amount of cold sweat.

I let it go this time. The thin eyebrows are loose, so you must be feeling really comfortable.

"What do you say? Feel good?"

"Ha! Don't hesitate to poke me in the back"

Sweet for words, poke up the back of Celia and devour pleasure.

Even if I bury it in the back, my specialty is about half surplus, but I get expensive on a pretty woman who feels like pushing a small hole and sees desperation.

"Dear Eigil! Master Agil!

Repeat a desperate kiss on my chest and neck muscles while being flirted with by a man's movements.

The last time came when it was elevated by a woman hole that tightened to the point where its healthy movements and sounds were heard.

"Celia, Shigami"

"Ha! Have mercy inside!

She sucked hard on her neck muscles, which were both hands and feet, releasing the accumulated sperm.

Feeling the firing, she slowly pulled out of her body as she raised a long, stretching high voice, falling into bed.

"It's Shiju. Ashinaga, Master Fuegil."

The focus of the eyes has not been set, nor has Lu Rhythm been subtly turned.

Looks like he gave me a good one.

I gently rub my breasts that I've grown up with and do some afterplay sucking nipples before pulling through my male roots.

"You've kept me waiting, Irigina... you seem to be ready"

Looks like Irigina was comforting herself as she watched me and Celia act.

I don't need a caress anymore when I see where I already have three fingers in it.

"How do you want to be held?

"From behind...... rough please"

Instead of a bed, he goes into her with his hands on the desk and his butt pointed, and the room sounds like a fierce beating of meat, a raging man's voice and a woman's screaming joy.

On the way, when the excitement reached its extreme point, Irijina collapses with tide scattered where I grabbed my hips and forcefully pushed a delicacy into my roots.

"Ahhh...... It's even in the roots, no! I can't stop juicing."

Of course I fall to the floor relentlessly and keep hitting her back even harder.

On the bed Celia was waking herself up, watching our beastly interactions and getting pleasure with her own fingers.

Release yourself to Iridina and Celia will reluctantly seek it out.

The excitement swells even more when I think about how I'm going to attack you next.

That's just the Irigina hole. It's spreading into the gibberish and it's getting harder to move.

"Thick...... too thick. It's like being put in your arms..."

A bitter voice leaks from the suppressed Irigina.

You figured it out, you have to adore the woman under me first.

"Iridina, it's going to be intense now. Don't hesitate to feel."

"Wow, okay. You may lose your mind, but don't hesitate to sow it."

I growl, and Iridina screams high that doesn't suit her body.

Poking her body around to the point of breaking, seeding behind the women's hole as she continues to rock her faint irigina body as words say.

"Come on."

The species-soaked delicacies pulled from Iridina have not yet lost their power.

Pompous and juicy on the floor. Celia does not hesitate to lead it into herself and the voice of me and the woman sounds again.

The night goes on.

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Agil-Hardlett, 20, Summer Wartime Mode

Troops

Eastern Independence Army 500 Cavalry 500

Usually 200 private troops, 200 cavalry.

Bow Cavalry 1000 Cavalry 1000

1,700 total

Leoporto (Deputy Commander of the Oriental Army) Celia (Deputy Secretary) Iridina (Usually Commander of the Private Army) Pipi (Liaison)

Current location Kingdom of Triea (formerly Arkland) Central city of Bareola

Khmer Trier King's Army 5000 destroyed.

Fall multiple towns, villages Central city of Bareola Fall