Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

Ares, outside the city.

"How many gathered?

"Three hundred, except for a man without a son and his eldest!

A man standing beside a guildless shouts out defeat.

The warriors of Ares do not make a formal speech without falling down in front of the king.

Fighting is what makes the Supreme Warrior despicable. Conversely, disrespect to Ares and the King.

"Three hundred..."

Guildless looks back at the men who follow him for the first time.

All that lined up there were muscular men, once again muscular walls.

A thick, heavy but not long sword in the hands of the men, a similarly heavy and sturdy looking shield.

He looks naked at first glance as he weaves his body a pitch-black cloak and underneath he wears armor that only protects the steeple.

Guildless appeared to float, feathering a crimson cloak only as a testament to the king or one.

"... what's your name and age?

Guildless spoke to one young man.

"Crandelus! 21!

The king frowns and then drinks.

"Young! My walk has an age limit! Leave those who do not become thirty!

Together a slight blurring occurred.

"O king, we young warriors of Ares, will not lag behind any enemy"

"Shit! Young people protect Ares and girls and children."

You find that the youngsters look slightly displeased but unwilling to give way to the royal guildless, and leave the scene in a gracious manner.

"You make the future! Don't rot!

The young men shouted so loud as to echo in the sky to the king calling from behind.

"Now how many?"

"A hundred, sir."

Guildless nods contentedly loudly.

"Um, just the right number. If we don't leave it like this, the Gordonians are pathetic."

"I see it must be!

"If Ares' warriors get together so much, the ground will crack!

The rest of the men laugh luxuriously.

So Guildless turned off his smile and called on everyone.

"We will ram to the limit in this battle to show our bravery, to hold off the march of Gordonia... and we will be wiped out"

The other men say nothing.

They also know the men who kept fighting until they were over thirty, the difference in absolute numbers, and about the end if reinforcements were not to come.

"I told you earlier, it's a walk. Sometimes my stomach hurts and I don't feel comfortable. Go home. No one's to blame."

Everyone on the spot doesn't move.

And one man called out to the guildless.

"King, is this battle for Ares?

Guildless answers instantly.

"No."

"So what's the fight for?"

Guildless strained his chest.

"My personal... Han promises to each other!

The look on the faces of the men, who looked serious, loosened and eventually opened their mouths and began to laugh.

"Promise!" "If Han promises, there's no choice." "That's why you deserve to give up your life!

The men scream.

"King, I understand! Then we will die, fighting and dying as warriors!

"Uhm! If one of us defeats a hundred, we can win."

There is no stray in everyone's face.

Shake your lumpy muscles with a full grin.

"Fool, I hear the enemy is 13,000. For a hundred a person, we'll have 3,000 extra."

The king screams louder among the loud men.

"Then I'll take those 3,000!

All cheer at the same time.

"Did you hear that! I blew it when the king took down 3,000."

"This is good, if you fulfill it, why don't we all serve a barrel of booze?"

Laughing, the king pulls out his sword and raises his shield.

All the men follow it.

"What's on your right!

"" "The sword of victory against the enemy" "

"What's on your left!

"" "Protecting the Patriotic Shield" "

"What have you got there!

"" "Forged up steel flesh" "

"Yuku, Ares men!

"" "Whoa whoa!!

The king runs out and everyone runs out so that it continues.

Urban states sometimes have huge area constraints, and the number of horses cannot be aligned.

Run on your own feet to the desired canyon.

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Hardlett Army Near Togol Valley

"Is that the Togolese canyon... it looks pretty deep"

"Reports from the scouts seem pretty narrow at the bottom. Inside, you'll find a way to get back and forth, but not so many."

"It would be troublesome if we could wait here... did the Atroa guys really get away and scatter?

"Yes, I put a sending wolf on it, but it didn't go into the canyon, and it looks like he escaped on both sides at full speed."

"I wish we could have taken a detour..."

Celia came into my conversation with Leopold.

I know that too, but there is another urban state on the left and right, separated by the Togolese canyon.

And around the canyon, it's their farmland.

Say you've tolerated entry. For them, we've been warning early on that we'd consider it hostile if we went into farmland or let the citizens out a little bit.

"We just have to go quietly and through a narrow road. It's a hard terrain to see in the Central Plains, let's talk about souvenirs to Nonna and the others."

I was grumpy when I stroked Celia's head. Her face snapped and her eyes narrowed.

"Yes...... I'll let Rae hear it too"

Celia and Rae have been strangely close lately.

As old as you are, it seems that the short, firm Celia and the soft, calm rare go well together.

"Rae is like a handy sister."

Rae used to say, "Celia's like my sister."

If we can forgive each other, have we ever crossed paths?

Slowly advancing the army with that in mind.

Even though they are in the battlefield, they are not nervous about the soldiers because they have already destroyed them.

The rest had an atmosphere of ending if we approached the city of Atroa.

"Emergency Contact! There's a military-like group near the exit of the Togolese Valley."

Not only me, but Leoporto and Myra have surprised faces.

"Enemy? Atroa stuck?

"No, the flag is different. Unfortunately, the details…"

Saying the scout cavalry doesn't know is not the flag I've ever seen.

Has the surrounding polis come out a little bit?

"How many?

"It seems to be about a hundred people."

"Hmm..."

Me and Leopold twist their necks.

Too petty, this is not going to be any threat.

"There's a chance he's laying low."

"But it's too steep except the way we're going. I don't even think I can lay on a cliff like this..."

It seems easy to lay down a soldier, but it's a joke when a soldier who lays down comes down a cliff.

"Just keep your guard up. We'll march the avant-garde in two hundred waves at a time."

"Right, get the messenger out of the way later. Maybe the uncontacted captain just came out in a hurry."

Eventually, when we proceeded through the canyon and began to see the climbing slopes of the exit, as reported, a hundred or so troops were arming themselves and royal.

They were disappointingly blocking the only way out of the canyon.

"Hmm... you sent the messenger"

"Yes...... but no good reply"

Let's just talk about it in person.

I go in front of them and raise my voice.

"We are Gordonian troops! We are marching to eliminate the impotent who nest in Atroa. Why block the way?"

A big voice sounds without getting in my hair.

"I am King Ares Guildless! He enjoys a stunning view on the walk!

"Kings......?

Leopold is opening some paperwork.

I have little information about the group of urban states, I have done the least I can to find out about polices that manage to hit the march route, but I know very little about polices other than that because there are many cities that are originally closed.

"Guildless...... it is indeed the king name of Ares. Not particularly in alliance with Atroa in the west polis."

This guy is going to be a mess.

"King Guildless! My name is Goldonian Border Bar Hardlett. They told me to take a walk but why not get plenty of viewing after our army leaves!?

"No! After 10,000 armies have trampled and vandalized, there is no such thing as flair!

Well, I guess so.

I really don't think I've come for a walk though.

"What do you think, Leopold?

"Ares is a military nation with a strong king's power. There's no way I could have prepared a hundred soldiers... but I can only assume that the king couldn't move freely either."

I see... I can't help thinking about something I don't know.

"King Guildless, we have the approval of the peripheral polis regarding our march to Atroa. So you're saying Ares won't admit it?

"And no, Ares is not willing to be hostile to Goldonia! I'm here with you, dear friends who went for a walk together!

"What a lame thing to do..."

Celia groans, she has a sword and a shield, and there's no walk.

But I don't hate these guys.

"King, how long shall we wait here?

I guess Guildless didn't think about the period or anything, he twisted his neck a little.

"When it snows and gets cold, I'm going home."

The soldiers behind the king laughed unexpectedly.

"What looks great in just a hundred small squadrons!!

Myra's face is distorted by guildless provocative narratives.

The negotiations were completely broken down.

Neither can this one go home awesome here.

"O king... we are not going to antagonize Ares either. But if you're just saying you're not, you just have to push it through, okay?

"Whatever you say, we're not carrying our country right now, but let's see how strong Ares' men are."

They were going to do it from the start.

It makes no sense to negotiate any more.

Stand back and form a formation for the attack.

"Only a hundred, break in one breath"

It's brilliant that you cut it off, but 13000 to 100 won't do anything about it.

"Is there about twenty soldiers in a row who can deploy where they are in formation? It is also a climbing slope......"

Tristan also has no particular sense of urgency.

This guy doesn't always do that.

"I guess I'm confident in the strength of a soldier in all that barking. Hitting from the front also makes sacrifices. Even an arrow showers and drives them away."

When it comes to a row of 20, an archer can expand vertically and release an arrow.

It's best to settle with that.

"I've already done it"

Leoporto had already pushed the bowmen forward.

From what I've seen, all the enemies are armed with swords and shields... there will be no counterattack.

"Shoot!"

Hundreds of arrows pour over the head of the enemy.

Occasionally the enemy was flustered and... didn't fall.

"Defense! Stand up!

In an instant, the enemy turns into an iron box.

The arrows poured like rain but were all played by the shield.

To say that the shield will not be stabbed and bounced is made of metal... it would weigh quite a bit. Everyone handles the shield very easily.

"... you've got a lot of nerve"

"Yes."

If you look, the enemy is guarding the next soldier with his left hand who sets up a shield.

The shield of the right soldier defends itself.

I'll give my life to the man next door in the falling arrow... what I can't do without being so trained and trusting my people.

"Second shot!

Arrows are released again but as if ineffective.

I think a few of them are jumping in through the gap, but as one, the shield doesn't fall to the ground.

"Third shot!

It was the moment the commander shouted so.

"Assault - -!"

At the same time as the arrows are released, the enemy rushes out simultaneously.

Were you weighing the timing?

"... you packed too much distance"

The archers boiled their careers and packed too much distance because their enemies couldn't fall.

Not a second until we move from defensive systems to assault.

At the same time as the decree, the enemy comes running at full speed.

That didn't respond to orders, everyone knew how to move next from the beginning.

"Huh! What speed"

And fast, men rush in at a rate that says it's like a pig.

"Reserve, simultaneous fire!

But this one didn't just step on the dodge either.

Just in case, a hundred or so archers keep their arrows connected.

The arrows fly apart from their soldiers.

Now that we've solved the defense system, it's got to be quite effective.

"Sweep it!

The men pay the flying arrows simultaneously with their swords.

Most of the arrows were ripped off, only a few were hit... and the man with the arrow stuck in his arm thrust in screaming as if nothing had happened.

"What a degree of practice...... no way to a soldier"

The archers cannot be transferred to the simultaneous fire, so the infantry of the escort attempts to intercept them.

"Lower the archers! Infantry retreats while buying time..."

"Look at the strength of Ares' man. Ooh!

Soon after an ally commander gives instructions, enemy troops jump into the lead with a guildless wrapped in a bright red cape.

At the moment of the clash, the enemy fired a shield forward and the fluttering allied infantry was incidentally cut down.

"Wet! Wet! You can't even be cooks if you're Ares!

He was also highly skilled at forming formations, but more than that, each and every one of them is an incredible strength.

The Allied Infantry is defeated one after the other with almost nothing to do.

The occasional attempted counterattack was also easily flushed with a shield and poked down.

Notably stronger among them is King Guildless... who cuts the lead and jumps in, beats one to death with a shield and trumps two, spinning even further and jumps one neck.

All spears and swords protruding from left and right play with shields.

Every time the red cloak bled up, the allies fell down.

"Have you seen my martial arts! This is Ares' man!!

The enemy responds with cheer to the loud voice that rises, and the allies fall back on their hearts.

Would you call this kind of man extravagant while enemies?

"This is... stupid..."

Celia shrugged, the infantry troops ate and broke and even the archers began to be defeated.

The commander screams desperately for retreat, but cannot retreat as he thinks the path is narrow.

Just in case, I've left room for a retreat, but I don't envisage such a total collapse.

"Force the bow cavalry to shoot, just deliver it"

"I'm pretty much behind you. It could just misfire."

"I know, Luna. But if it stays like this, it will be devastating. You don't have to shoot me by mistake."

You must have received my instructions, hundreds of arrows pouring down.

As I worried, it came down not only on the enemy, but also on the head of the ally, but the enemy thought it would be unfavourable to receive arrows in the turmoil, slowly forming it and going back.

"Lower the injured man back!" "It would be only a hundred... what is this damage!

An overwhelming few enemies, soldiers who were going to kick ass in an instant, are upset.

It was a situation where Celia was desperately rushing around and managing to clean it up.

"That's unexpected."

"Unfortunately... I heard you were so strong."

"You know, the world is full of things I don't know. I don't know why I'm here..."

Not if Myra is staring at Tristan but she's broken.

"What I found out was their horrible level of practice. Mass action is also brilliant, but the strength of soldiers is not the norm. Every single one of you looks good enough to say you're a master."

"Right. And there's no room for siege."

"Well, if we fight side by side with twenty, we'll have a hell of a lot of damage"

I look at Leopold.

"I understand. No one has long spears on their enemies. Step on horseback assault."

Yes, it's our turn to set it up next.

Two hundred spear cavalry lined up, because of the terrain, the number on the side is about ten, but it still doesn't seem possible to stop the infantry from poking out a long spear.

No matter how strong Ares' soldiers are, there can be no rivalry to the horse's mass.

"Lord Hardlett! They're gonna step on us!

It's Iridina who's going to take the lead.

"I asked for it."

"Let's go, it's an assault! Take the Archers' revenge!

Ooh! And the scream goes up, and soon I'm wiped out by the sound of my hooves.

Well, I wonder how it goes with the horse opponent.

"Normally, you would put up a shield and go into defense and aim at the legs of the horse from the gap"

"But no matter how rigid it is, if it hits the running horse body, it will jump every shield. After that, you'll only be trampled by your hooves."

That's what I thought and watched, but the enemy hasn't even panicked about the cavalry.

He stood so grandly in the front that there was no more.

So the guildless, who just happens to be in the lead, screams.

"Assault!

"What!?

Unexpectedly, my voice goes out.

How dare they run the other way without defense against the cavalry they storm?

"Stupid, you can't hit a horse decently and win"

"That's it, it's lame."

Both Myra and Tristan make a shocked voice.

Looks like Leopold's gone somewhere.

And it was a moment of clash.

"And dust!?

The first twenty of Ares' soldiers suddenly stop and become mid hips, and a subsequent soldier leaps toward the cavalry one after the other on its back.

The Spear Cavalry, who had a standing position to poke and lay low, could not cope and was shot one after the other by the enemy's sword.

Some of them have successfully intercepted each other, but the enemy plays the spear with his shield as he leaps, cutting off horses and soldiers.

Because the beginning stopped suddenly, the speed had to be slowed down, and the propulsion was gone.

If your leg stops, you don't have that much advantage over the cavalry, even though your gaze is high.

The screams that rise all belong to the allies, and the horses fall all over there.

"Whoa!

"Come on!

A crimson cloak screamed in a huge voice snapped in his horse's neck.

The cavalry on board is thrown down to the ground.

What an insane man to snap a horse's neck with his bare hands.

"... chi"

Exactly irritated, I saw this one with Celia's worried face when I pounded her tongue.

I know, I won't storm alone.

"Goddamn it!

Irijina has also lost her horse. She is an infantry and is waving her spear, but I can say that she is rather pushed without the usual momentum.

"I can't believe Mr. Iridina is being pushed one-on-one by his soldier opponent..."

Celia had her eyes open.

I'm just surprised in a bad way today.

She looks disadvantaged on top of the desperate fight but not a single one.

If you do poorly as you are, you will be hit.

"It's retreat... there's no victory if we keep fighting like this"

"I can't help it......"

"It's a familiar development... there's a place to push it through with force moves"

The commander screams just waiting for my orders, and the cavalry retreats in pursuit of the enemy.

Behind it......

"See, I did it with Hardlett, and this is Ares! These are the Hans of Ares! Wahahahahaha!

A guildless with one foot on each of the two horses who lost their husband raises a shout of victory.

"That man...... pipipi! Can't you shoot him!?

"I'll try."

Hold down with your hands the bow that Pipi erected.

The fight is over, killing only him here doesn't taste good.

Besides, if it is accepted, the morale of the allies will fall at once.

"The sun falls already, too. We lost today. Let's be quiet and prepare for tomorrow."

If you look at it, the soldiers are also highly upset.

I can't help but struggle so far with just a hundred enemies and it's all the corpses on my side that roll on the battlefield.

Totally ambushed.

Somehow I get my eyes on Leoporto, who was doing gossip behind me.

"Leoporto, are you negative tomorrow?

"You can definitely win"

Fine, let's go to sleep today.

"I go to sleep. Celia, wipe your body later."

"Yes. Of course I will..."

"No, fine. I'll take him down and then I'll hold him out of my mind. Until then, let's keep it stocked."

That's all I say and go into the prepared tent by myself, make sure no one is there, then kick the empty barrel.

"You're actually quite angry..."

"If that's all provoked..."

"I'm not a very nice person."

Shut up, I hear you.

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The protagonist, Agil-Hardlet, 23, summer.

Status Friends of Dwarf, King of Mount Big Lords and Eastern Borders of the Kingdom of Goldonia

160000 inhabitants Important cities Rafen 23000 Lintblum 4000

12,100-500 of us in the army.

Infantry 6500 Cavalry 850 Archer 750 Bow Cavalry 4000

Eighteen cannons.

300 Property Gold Coins

202 experience, 46 children made to give birth.