Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

Each unit of the Central Army, and the commanders of each gathered Horse Army, can roar.

"2nd Cavalry Squadron forward!! Split into units and march on, Ser Arnaff.

"Heavy Malov Knights, show them that power!!

……

"This is terrible..."

Celia next to me, Leoporto, doesn't break her blatant look either.

The central army takes the form of a federation-style formation… splitting and rendezvous as necessary, based on squadron units of 200 single soldiers.

My army is in line with this from operating with the Oriental Independence Army.

We train and reorganize as many bow cavalry cavalry cavalry cavalry cavalries as we can that did not conform at all.

"But if you like it this far, it feels good the other way around."

"... if it's someone else."

Leoporto even laughs and drips sarcasm.

So much so that the formation of the Horse Army was at my liking.

In the small ones, the lord himself leads his men directly, and some are proceeding into a mixed dough with horseback riding, bows and spears.

There were times when 500 troops were made up of two units, but they were divided into 100 and 400, either because of the identity difference between commanders.

Of course, the soldier's department is split.

If I mention it, there's not always a problem, but there's one more thing that really bothers me.

"Oh, aren't you Viscount Hardlett! You're in the great army. But my soldiers have not lost."

I think the middle-aged man who showed up had seen it at the ball before.

According to Nonna, the new aristocracy should have been marked with "understandable" traditional aristocracy and full of breasts.

"Look! We are in the Phoenix Thunderstorm Horse Spear Knights, who also served in the Arkland War and showed their activism when they were gods."

"... sounds like a lot of things"

…………

Celia turned faceless.

Leopold, you would have laughed with your nose so you wouldn't hear me.

I don't know which neighborhood is a thunderstorm and a fierce wind, but for now, I know I'm describing the phoenix with a bright red flickering cloth on my armor.

"No, no, it's a light outfit, but my Golden Lightning Knights aren't losing either!

It's not even golden to arrive at this Knights, and it can't be lightning, let alone lightning.

Most of the nobles who participate in the exercise are large and small and bring their own knights, often with meaningless names on top of long ones.

"Was it still closer to a presentation gathering the nobles than a military exercise?"

"Perhaps. That's why I brought in a great army. Something that also meant something. Being in territory tends to diminish your influence in the center. It works positive to show moderate presence."

When Leopold and I were exchanging words, large armies like Yunxia split into many formations to push each Horse Army scattered across the exercise grounds.

It is the main force of Goldonia, Eirich's Central Army.

It is a large army, but it is in control, and it shows an undisturbed and brilliant march.

The nobles who have so far happily shown off their armies have an uncomfortable look because they have become a pushy form.

"I see, the intention would be to overwhelm the unruly army of the Hordes versus the dominated central army and increase the authority of the king."

Leoporto whispers, Celia nods yeah.

"But they don't look overwhelmed."

"I don't even know the difference between him and me. Idiot won't be a problem from the start."

Hmm, something like that?

"Ah, I don't care how many warriors there are... chief of the meadow, don't be afraid..."

Luna, who is accompanying him, looks at the central army and circles his eyes.

The people of the mountain are 10,000 even if all are in place. There, the central army alone is nearly 70,000.

Not everything is assembled, but it's still an overwhelming sight.

"Sir Hardlett, is there an accident?"

When I finished lining up the army, Eirich came to my unit.

The face is slightly tired due to the fact that he has ever been shown a distinctive army of martial arts.

"No problem"

"Huh!!

Luna is stiffened up like she was shocked to see me bow her head lightly.

Should I not have shown it much?

"Hmm? Are you... getting more again? You can have as many women as you want, but you can't be praised for accompanying the army."

"Luna excels as a commander. I didn't bring her in as a woman."

Luna panicked down the horse watching her gaze concentrate.

I guess you don't know how to deal with someone higher than me the chief.

"Exercise in progress, good on horseback"

And Eirich urges me to jump on the horse again.

"Ho, it's not something you can do to a concurrent woman such as jump on a military horse. Wasn't he the only concubine?"

That's why they say so.

But Leopold is the only man I have beside me on my battlefield, and the women, Celia, Irijina, and Luna, are getting more reluctant to deny the rumors of their female lovers if they line up all this up.

Eirich talks to his men when I'm thinking about it, and then he calls me back.

"Sir Hardlett, you and your men seem to have been sick and tired of everything. Not depressing, but why don't we do some real action exercises?

What Eirich proposed was a form of training in action with the Baron who also received territory as a new nobleman.

"The number is 600, the same number as the opponent, and the soldier is only an infantry. We've seen a lot of cavalry, but we can't exactly train cavalry in action."

Cavalry doesn't have to use weapons. Being itself is a threat.

A horse trained as a military horse would crush those who came forward during the assault.

Being an infantry 600 isn't going to do enough in Leoporto... I can do it, but it's going to be cute.

Then......

Celia, you're in command.

"What!?

Celia circles her eyes in surprise, but I think I can leave this amount of command to you.

Iridina doesn't have a fresh flavor because she's already doing the same amount of command.

It's not like I failed because it's an exercise.

"You're the right man. You don't want to do this?

"What!! I will do it! Let me do it!!

"Get ready now"

Eirich is circling his eyes if you look at him.

"Sir Hardlett...... the other guy is not as good as you but he's pretty good at fighting. He's not the kind of guy who can make a woman deal with him."

Okay, that sounds interesting.

Besides, I honestly think Celia would go to a good place.

Let's give him another push to increase his chances of winning.

"Celia, if we can win, we'll have plenty of cuteness this evening one-on-one."

Pretty she flew like an arrow with her face bright red.

"Start training!!

As we watch the game from above, 600 infantry troops march forward together.

Shooting from the archers takes place close to a certain point, with arrows pouring over each other's heads.

At the end of the arrow and spear, the cloth is thickly wrapped and taken care not to kill it, but if it still hits, it hurts, and if it falls and is trampled, it can die.

You have to be prepared for that level of danger because it is only training to imitate the actual battle.

"So you didn't answer, did you?

"Uhm."

Even if you get hit in the head, you're going to be cut and beaten to death.

I'll be proud of you, but if you hit me with my power, I'll roll up the cloth and people will die.

"Oh, it's working."

Eirich sounded funny.

It was Celia who collapsed first in the shooting of the arrows.

The soldiers in the central part where the arrows were concentrated began to fall slightly back, clamping against the stranded wings.

Naturally, the opponent will not miss this opportunity and focus the attack on the center part, breaking it up and attempting to destroy it all at once.

"" This is... "

The voices of Leopold and Eirich are worn.

It seems unnatural to me, too.

Whatever it takes, it collapses too fast, and the way it collapses is too big.

Advice, even if the opponent focuses on the attack at once, the center of Celia won't take a step further, as if it were a lie that was about to collapse.

And the left wing, the right wing, immediately launched an attack from the side.

"We're half-sixed!

Eirich raised his voice out loud.

That's why this guy enjoys it the most.

If you are attacked from the side besides the enemy in the front, you can force a difficult battle.

But if they are semi-surrounded, they will be attacked from both sides.

Troops drain rapidly in this situation, making it impossible to squash them.

As soon as we fall into a semi-six, the troops will collapse instantly if we do not provide cover or retreat to the flanks.

The opponent made an attack on the troops on both wings and seemed to have managed to open it but finally gave up and started lowering the troops.

But Celia won't do any good with this.

"Oh, we're on the chase now! I don't think she's leading this."

Eirich says in a heartfelt and enjoyable way.

It may be more of a personality issue than command.

Celia originally has an aggressive personality.

As soon as I don't have to turn to the guard, I'll be out front.

Celia's squad puts a specific gravity on the right wing, making a fierce attack to rotate around the opponent.

The opponent's soldiers have not been able to respond to successive battles since the offensive failed, and it looks like they are turning backwards.

Most importantly, Celia's soldiers are mostly engaged with their enemies, but their opponents have become rangers without knowing what is happening to most of the soldiers on the other side of the rotation.

"But this is a failure. You could have collapsed all at once by turning the most tired central soldiers into left-wing soldiers."

Seems Leoporto still has it, but Celia's squad still overwhelms his opponent.

Celia, riding only one horse as commander, raised her sword and raised her voice.

Occasionally the formation changed and a beautiful convex formation was made.

"Assault! We're going to put up a fight all at once!!

Eirich looks like he really enjoys it.

Actually, you would have thrown the Central Army commander at your men and come visit us, wouldn't you?

The opponent also tries to form a formation in response, but Celia's assault order was one step faster.

Overall assault since letting a collapsed enemy shower a bow.

I know it's an exercise, but watching the soldiers scream and march on seems to boost blood.

The attack, as per the tactical book, tore the opponent's troops apart and allowed a central breakthrough into havoc.

Arrows with cloth were flown at Eirich's direction, and the training is over.

It was Celia's victory.

"I thought you were surrounding a girl with sex, but you were a female wolf."

Eirich laughed contentedly that he had seen something interesting.

"The last assault, in that situation, you don't need to form a clean formation. We should have started the assault sooner because the enemy's confusion is more advantageous than the control of our allies."

……

After the battle, Celia is saying something to Leoporto.

Celia seems to be taking notes in the Celia Book, albeit flashly.

I've looked at it before with a sleeping gap, but that notebook mixes everything from diplomatic intelligence analysis like state secrets to delicious confectionery information on the city.

Incidentally, the page on the day Celia had a hard time with diarrhoea was covered with ink and turned black.

"Celia, well done"

Unlike Leopold, I give him a compliment.

Even though it's training, the point is, you can win anything you want.

From now on, you might want to leave Celia with the soldiers, too.

"Thank you! Damn..."

"Keep it a rest day tomorrow, and I'll make you look so cute that you can't stand up. What do you want?

……

Celia hugged me without saying anything.

When I do this, the commander and so on, it's just my sweet Celia.

Night

"Ahhh!!! It feels good! I'm sorry!!

In the tent, open Celia's legs wide, lying on her back on the bed, face between her crotches and thoroughly lick her genitals.

Celia was embarrassed or she was holding her pillow and hiding half her face.

But I won't hesitate.

Grabbing a tight thin thigh disappointingly, he makes a fierce water noise, sends saliva in as he puts his tongue in the hole, looks at the gap and also stretches his tongue into the hole in his buttocks.

"My butt is dirty! Please don't!

He releases his mouth because he is desperate to burst, but the honey overflows from the woman's cave, with only a few butt holes, but it is open.

Obviously, my body didn't hate it.

"No? It's so moist."

"I'm embarrassed and... I can't let you lick the dirty part..."

Close your face as you place your fingers in both holes in Celia.

"What was I to you today?

"Uh, that... that's my father..."

"Then don't hesitate. I'll lick you anywhere. I just need you to feel better."

I pulled my fingers out and licked loose open ass holes and woman holes around but now there was no resistance.

"Father! It feels good, no more tide!!

The inside of the hole began to tremble, so I put my mouth firmly on it and then rubbed my nose against the meat buds to stimulate it.

"Ah!! Ahhh!!

Celia threw out her pillow and held my head with both hands, spasmodically.

At the same time, massive tides pour into my mouth.

"Ha, ha,... I'm sorry. The tide blew in my father's mouth... in return, now I will."

Me and Celia are naked already.

Celia approaches with her breath roughly on all fours, holding the hardened delicacy with both hands and opening her mouth.

"Celia's mouth is small. You don't have to lick the whole thing."

"Hamo, waharimahita"

Celia gives out her hardened tongue and carefully and carefully licks the entire meat stick.

At first, I put myself between my crotches sitting on the bed to serve, but my excitement grew and I kept moving myself forward in conjunction with the slender bulge of the delicacies.

"It gets harder and bigger.... Can I ride on your thighs?

I stroke his head and smile at him and he drops his hips with his petans like he crosses his thighs and licks and shakes even more meat sticks.

There seems to be no stopping love juice flowing down my thighs as I lick it, even shaking it into small pieces and rubbing the meat beans.

Comfort also increased with the loose service, pushing her shoulders away where Celia had to throat the handling of the run ahead.

"Stand forward and show me all your bodies"

"Yes!"

Celia stood beside the bed, her legs shoulder-width apart, exposing everything to me.

Hands are assembled over her head and there's nothing to hide her body from.

The meat stick grows even bigger as I slowly turn my body and watch Celia move so I can see everything in front and back.

"What do you say?... Isn't there something wrong? Should I shave all my groin hair after all?

"You don't have to shave. Silver hair is beautiful. My body grew up a lot... my breasts are splendidly female and my hips are getting nasty"

"Dear Eigil... It's all to give to Eigil. That's why I got nasty."

Celia's showing me everything, too, and she's forgetting to set it up because of her growing excitement.

My gaze is totally drawn to my meat stick.

When I slowly grabbed the meat stick and showed it to him, Celia couldn't wait to get her hands off her head and spread her own hole to show it.

If I let him get this far, I'll have to let him in.

Jump out of bed, pack the distance at once, and lift with your hips.

"I'm gonna skewer you like this?

"Yes, keep a hug and pierce it"

Me and Celia adjust their hips with a hard hug and a pile hits her center.

"I'll go............ pierce it!!!

Celia connected with me in a falling momentum, half of the meat bars entering at once.

This length is Celia's limit.

Celia's child bag would already have been pushed up by a meat stick and screamed.

"More! I want to put Lady Agil's penis deeper! I want to embrace it to the root!!

"If I put any more in it, I'll break it. If you're shaking your body and feeling it, you'll feel better."

"Ugh, I don't care if my body is broken or my child can't be born... I don't care what happens if Lady Agil stays by my side and adores me..."

"Don't say that, because it's my pleasure to have you have a baby one day."

Shake Celia up and down as you say to get pleasure.

She responds to my actions by gasping and sprinkling her love fluids.

Afterwards he didn't just stay standing, he sat tight, pressed against the wall, fell asleep and kept snuggling and blaming.

Get ready for the summit as you watch the look on the face of the cute Celia going more and more distorted.

"Excuse me."

You feel me heading into ejaculation, and Celia seems to be going to bite me in the neck trying to inflate me even further.

"Look, I've done this before and it's going to be a big deal."

"That's when the hole widened, so this time it should be okay"

Touch Celia's face and let her mouth off her neck muscle.

"My heart shrivels when I see the meat stick swell and you suffer. Let me feel good about it."

"... ok. But one day I'll be more gabby, and I'll show you how to accept Agil's to its roots."

Gently stand your sucking teeth against Celia's neck muscles, which soften her temper.

Not enough blood, but my tooth mould still lingered, gaining the feeling of total dominance over her.

"Ah!? No way!"

Celia rushes to hold me tight.

"Sorry, I'm leaving!!

"Ahhh!! Dad! There's seeds out there! Ooh!

His hips remained stopped, but his desire for dominance prompted ejaculation, and suddenly the swollen delicacies began to pulse hard.

Celia tangles her legs with the definite escape and tightens them to see if this is still the case.

A man with a weak delicacy would have even felt the pain, pushing a strong tightening spread and injecting seed juice into the back of her.

"Father... Father..."

Celia remembered the setting. She continued to take ejaculation for a long time and tranced, whining in her ear.

The seed entering the sub-bag swelled his belly, and the refluxed seed jumped out of the entrance with momentum.

"Oh... that feels good. Celia, that's great."

When you take the ejaculating and popping sperm to Celia's mouth with your fingers, you lick it peppery like you love her.

"Father, I love you... more than anything in this world... more than anyone..."

Thoughts melted into my tongue, which was intertwined with a fierce mouthfeel, although I felt a little thorn sting in my heart.

Outside our tent stands a soldier of escorts, and it is not until the next day that Celia realizes it and turns bright red.

Near Triaero Rail

"Looks like construction is going well."

As the sound of the work echoes, the aristocracy surrounded by flashy cloaks of colour overlooks the whole thing from the horse.

That was the Prime Minister of the Kingdom of Triea, the Marquis of Dunoir, who rarely leaves the King's capital.

"Of course, Chancellor, we are moving ahead of our original plan."

The aristocrat who exchanges words with the Prime Minister is not a bloody young man, but an old aristocrat stroking a white beard that has accumulated plenty.

He is an ancient general and plans to become a fortress commander built on the northern border.

"Ho, was it true about the famine going backwards"

"Yes, we can't do beeping as early as possible amid starvation, no food, and strict vigilance. Then at least daily food is not an option for the people of the occupied territories rather than working in fortress construction jobs that are supplied. We have a large number of prisoners as well as predators."

The old aristocrats use the name with the occupied people.

Already the Triea home country gave up permanent control of the former Arkland region and benefited.

We now find only the buffer zone towards the battle against Goldonia to come and its value as a supply base for the workforce.

"If there is a way to live without revolt, the timid will choose you."

…………

Often they stopped talking.

Fortress construction is hard work enough to crush insurgents, even though you can get enough food not to starve to death.

I knew that most of them would eventually be killed by sickness or overwork.

The two change the subject.

"As far as I can tell, it's already quite complete as a fortress."

"What, I just put my hands on the group of castle fortifications in the north that originally took decades to build"

"With this many fortresses, it won't be easy for Goldonia to break through with 100,000 troops."

"Of course, Prime Minister. I am quite confident in the construction of the castle, even though I am old. Heavy castle fortifications are connected by multiple moats and fences. It's not a substitute for falling apart with a stone thrower or anything, and it would take a huge amount of time and sacrifice if it were to fall into position one by one."

The Chancellor nodded humbly.

Conscription is already underway in the country, and new troops can be put into service in tens of thousands of units.

They are inexperienced and unreliable in the field, but the Battle of the Castle will yield a few results.

According to spy intelligence, this one was half 40,000 against Goldonian troops, and it was never unfavourable considering it was in a heavy fortress.

"What about the guy in the East... more than that?

The old aristocrats spin more words.

"It is not insulting to say that it is not such a great force, that it has broken our Royal Army more than once and has invaded the middle of nowhere. If they turn us around, we'll get in the way of a battle in the north, which is the heart of it."

"The measures are being taken. A simple but fence-centric position is planned for the eastern border zone. The adjacent occupied territories are well guarded, but the defensemen will burn the food as soon as there are raids, throw poison into the wells and retreat," he said.

On the eastern side, he has been assigned an experienced commander.

You won't make a boring mistake.

"Their main force is a multitude of cavalry. If you hit the fence and moat positions, the advantage disappears, and the water and the bait tend. We can't bring everyone's share, so if we don't burn the villages and give them supplies, the march will stop soon."

Most of them are for sale by the military, but that's enough.

The Chancellor did not need to know more about the army.

"The worst eastern regions can be vandalized. If the neighboring countries intervene, he's not going to break out on the border either."

We are supposed to stake out quite a few troops on the eastern border in case of a war.

It is inconceivable that they could invade as before if they used positions they contemplated against horseback riding while at the same time being thorough in their defense.

The top priority in the Prime Minister's head must have been the northern border, where the main force of Goldonia seemed to come southwards.

It all depends on whether this fortress holds up or not.

"It will be a rough confirmation, but how much can it bring to all Gordonian military opponents?

The old aristocrat stretches his chest.

"If you can concentrate all your forces on this fortress except the east, make it easy for a year at the moment... and if you have time until the fall, make it look like a fortress even if you keep attacking for five years."

The Chancellor saw the time needed to move the neighbouring countries as six months.

Only then can we persuade the countries, and there will be sprouts of anxiety within Goldonia.

A year was more than enough time.

"Excellent! But just in case, make it an even more powerful fortress. Turn materials and funds as a top priority"

"Thank you. It is more like a dream considering the fold of Arkland's survival, the time when he kept saying he disliked being a guardian because he would stick to the castle...... by the way, Chancellor, this fortress has a name for each castle, but as a whole it is anonymous. I was wondering if I'd miss this big fortress, the" Northern Fortress "."

The Prime Minister, who also has only a rare face in the context of national politics, replied with a rare grin.

"Count, this fortress is equal to your children. If that's what you call it... let's say the name of the invincible fortress that protects my Trier is [Fortress Magino]."

"Ooh......! My name is in the fortress of the Eternal Guardian... I am honored to have no more!!

The Chancellor and the old count of Magino toast with a glass they let their men hold.

There was no one who did not believe that the stone walls that continued in extension, its beauty, would protect the kingdom from all threats.

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The protagonist, Agil-Hardlet, 21, spring.

(Years)

Status Viscount of the Kingdom of Goldonia King of Mount Lords of Southeast Arkland

Subordinate Army Oriental Independence Army 2000 Private Army 3000 Bow Cavalry 3000 Maximum 6000

9350 Property Gold Coins (6600) (Home Affairs Materials 200) (Labor Expenses 400) (Nonna 30)

Weapon Dual Crater (Great Sword) Big Spear

Family Nonna (wife) Rita (maid?) Katrine (slut) Melissa Maria

Sebastian (butler) Ruby (Luna squire) Mitty Almacrol

Child Suumiu Ekacherina (daughter) Antonio (son) Kuurou Rose (in-laws)

Territory Kara (side room) Mel (side room) Yoguri (free rice eater)

Subordinate Celia (deputy officer) Iridina (commander) Luna (commander) Pipi (squire) Leoporto (staff officer)

Adolf (Home Affairs Officer) Claire (Merchant for Your Use) Schwartz (Horse)

51 Experience, 9 children who gave birth.