Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

Vandrea Malt Invasion 2nd Regiment

"Comrade Beychek, let me begin by congratulating you on your safe return"

"... thank you for your concern. Comrade Burzak, Commander."

Baychek answers with a sinister face as he drips.

Voice color, expression, air, everything is blaming him, so I can't help it.

"Hey, with the invading army losing half of that, it's a lot of martial arts to return unharmed! … Yes, I suppose you surrendered to the enemy."

"We were just annihilated if we engaged any more than that! There's also a battle with Altair! Even one soldier returns many..."

"Exactly! It was only a secondary operation, such as the Mort Kingdom offensive. I didn't expect to lose many valuable generals in spite of this and even lose to put in our third legion... shame on you!

Legions from 1 to 3 exist in Vandrea.

I'm glad to say that there are other units to be formed on an ad hoc basis, like the Mort invading army, but the main force is three legions.

I had to move one of the main forces with only three following the defeat of the Mort invading army.

We could not overlook the danger of a reverse invasion from the northern border under the current state of sight of Altair.

But Baychek barks at Bruzak when he slaps his desk and yells at him.

"The information was different! Mort's soldiers were easily destroyed as planned. GORDONIA... HARDLET was sending out an army!! This is not a military category, it's a political matter!

"Didn't one lord of the border just join us!... Enough, your interview is not my job. You can open it if you like in the context of the People's Assembly. Send Comrade Beychek to the carriage to the capital. Keep an eye on him... no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Baychek followed the scene with a cold gaze from Burzak's men.

"Well, the incompetent can hang."

"I also hear the delegates were very angry at this defeat. He won't see the eyes of the sun again."

Bruzak smiles satisfactorily at his deputy who follows his opinion.

The young female deputy smiled back again, but immediately tightened her expression.

"The enemy in front of me is Baychek's prostitute... supposedly a Gordonian army."

Burzak and his other staff turn to a serious look as well.

"There is no difference. It is not uncommon for other armies to disguise themselves as prostitutes.... but are they willing to fake it? I've never seen a brave soldier lined up in uniform gear."

A slight laugh leaks from among my men.

"The number of troops is about 10,000, and the ratio of cavalry appears to be high. It seems to be retreating now."

My men's staff informs Burzak of the information obtained from the scouts.

Border zones are impossible to hide in the plains as far as you can see, and you can grasp all the forces unless you are far away.

"You're directing this one to the plain, if you have a lot of cavalry, that's a natural measure."

"Do you want to move the battlefield and invite it into the wetlands or the forest?

Bruzak shakes his head at the words of his deputy.

"No, I don't want to take the time. We can't stay here long. I want to go home and surrender to the Kingdom of Malt."

"I see, it's troublesome for you to keep your troops warm because you've created a difficult situation to attack poorly"

Um, Bruzak nodded.

"For this it is good to challenge the showdown in the plains, which is a favourable terrain for them, and to crush and destroy this. And as soon as I can."

The deputy advances again.

"Do you want to start the fight immediately? Ready..."

As she sends her gaze, one of the commanders extends his spine and advances out.

"Battle ready, no problem at all times!

"... Hmm. No, we'll still do it tomorrow. It's already past noon, and it'll be dark in two hours, because at night you're still in great danger of getting away. Use plenty of one day in the early morning to crush it. There's no difference!?

"" "Ha!

Everyone showed a beautiful salute and disbanded.

Night Vandrea Night Camp Position

Vandrea built a night camp position in preparation for the next day's meeting.

I don't have a problem with a place to lay a formation, not to mention 30,000 soldiers on a forward-looking arable land with about post-harvest straw.

Of course, we will be camping at night in front of the enemy, so we are taking care of the night raid.

On the outer perimeter of the night camp, guards were set up to construct a general night camp position to set fire a little further away from the position so that the proximity could be perceived as soon as possible.

"Wow, the arrow! Enemy attack! Enemy attack!

A fragmented arrow poured down toward Vandrea's position, and a young soldier on a rushed watch screamed.

But a skilled soldier in his thirties appeared when he heard his voice and slapped the soldier on the shoulder with a laugh.

"Recruits, look good. Few arrows would have arrived on top at all. That's the enemy shooting a chick like you appropriately trying to scare him. I'll run after you, so leave me alone."

"Oh, really..."

"Ready? The fire we put on alert, that's roughly at the same distance as the bow range from the allied position. Which means if you don't get that close, you won't eat an arrow."

The arrows fired by the enemy are falling around the fire.

This meant saying that enemy allies were twice as far away as bow ranges.

"Keep your eyes open so you don't fall asleep"

That's all I say, skilled soldiers walk away slowly.

The young soldier drops one cough to be ashamed of the mess.

"Fired again. You look beautiful like this."

The figure of the enemy soldier floats blurry for a moment, and the fire arrows fly simultaneously...... and it doesn't reach.

A soldier I've just gotten used to seeing, but I notice something strange.

"Isn't it closer than just now..."

I think the enemy archers, who were looking pretty far away at first, got a little bigger.

"No, the arrows are falling in the same place... because of you"

I don't see anything around the fire, and it doesn't change the countless arrows I put around me dull.

"I can see it close to the fire because of my mind. You're tired of my eyes, or you might come north and use your strength because it's cold."

Soldiers scratch their eyes with rubbish.

He's going to fight tomorrow, and he sighs that it's something he wants to have his watch replaced soon, and he looks at the watch next door to distract him from looking at the guy who's in the same pain.

"No... dude, skipping the lookout is an execution for violating military rules, right?

I glance at the opposite watchtower, but there were no figures there either.

"Was the army a pretty loose place..."

I'm serious. Fire swings in the dark again where I sigh wondering what I am.

"Oh... that's a lot of numbers this time. It would be a little warmer if you could fly a little further over here..."

More firearrows than ever jump lightly over the soldier's head and into the camp.

"Huh?"

Incidentally countless screams and outrages rise from the camp, and the tents burn up one after the other.

"Yeah?"

I hear countless wind cuts from overhead.

In fact, a few times as many normal arrows are flying than fire arrows that cannot be seen in the dark night.

"Oh no, there are no enemies in the place of the fire..."

That's what I say. Confirm the burning fire.

Then the exact sense of distance was revealed when the positions of the allies burned up.

Much closer than where I prepared for the evening.

"Yes, when... how!

At that moment, a black shadow made a light noise with a ton and jumped into the watchtower.

We jumped on a platform where we had to climb the ladder, struggling from the ground.

"Hey, hey, enemies..."

The soldier's neck falls coldly before he screams.

Beautiful voice reaching the ear away from the torso.

"Why should a concubine do something like a soldier? I was put on sweet words that only my sister could ask for, etc...... yep Siegfried! This is the last one! What was he telling me to do next!?

The soldier's consciousness quietly fell into darkness.

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Goldonian main division

"Leading Squad Surprise Success, enemy not responding!

We haven't burned a single fire, so we don't even see Celia's face next door, but this pretty voice must be Celia.

If Leoporto was imitating his voice, we would start talking to each other on this occasion.

"I can't believe we got this close to the front. I would have been wary of the night raid."

"Their formation was a general night camp position. Stone is an excellent object with the least holes, but it has to be more perfect than it is known… There were many holes in their vigilance"

The ploy we took... you can call it a small-timer now. That's easy.

The fact that the archers only advanced as they fired the arrows made the shooting distance just as short and stabbed the same place.

The light you see in the dark is prone to the illusion of your eyes.

If the place falls is the same every time, it is difficult to notice that the distance is clogged.

The flames they burn will be a good landmark on the dark night, so it's not difficult if you're a trained archer.

"We should have also kept an eye on the bonfire that we put out for vigilance. The watch may have been shot by an arrow, but it must have prevented an ambush on the main unit."

I see. Next time I go camping at night, let's do that.

But this time it could have been the same.

"I also expected to misidentify the original burning position with the lights of the burning arrows... but the fact that the enemy watch barely raised its voice is more than expected."

That's a bit of a secret for me, too.

Perhaps it was easier for the guards to work with the fire arrows.

"Something to do with a black carriage that didn't have a window on it yesterday...?

Celia's sharp, let's stroke her head.

"Let's end the hypothetical explanation. As a reality, the night raid was a success. We should take the next step."

Leoporto doesn't seem to be going to ask the details.

We were able to confuse our enemies thanks to small work and a little reinforcement.

But that can't be enough to destroy the enemy.

This is the real night raid.

"Luna, Myra, Irigina, you're on track. If the example is safe, target it first, and if it's disposed of, hit it gently without being forced to."

"" Yes!

"There's Pipi too!

Myra storms Luna for the bow cavalry, Iridina for the spear cavalry, and the entire cavalry.

A massive fire has broken out in the enemy formation by the first fire arrows, and the sight is open.

"I hope it works"

"We succeeded in the first ambush, which was our most suspicious proposal. It's going to work first."

"You don't think about night raids in cavalry."

Cavalry advancing at speed is not inherently suitable for night raids.

Given the momentum and the clash with your allies, you can't get speed, and you can get caught in an obstacle.

"Fire arrows for that..."

Fire arrows, which appear to have been scattered appropriately, are falling off enemy lines of alert and dull.

The outside of that line is safe to run.

"First the cavalry will penetrate from the west!

On the north side of the enemy formation...... I mean, there would be some sort of prep on this front.

Take a detour from it and go in first from the west.

It sounds like a horseshoe in the dark night, but it's just hard to grasp the full story.

But a great deal of screaming arose from the enemy forces confused by the fire.

Soon I hear anger, screaming, and metal hitting me.

"Looks like we made it in!

Now you've got half the plan.

The enemy has burned up even harder and the situation has become visible in the distance.

"We're going around."

I see cavalry running around enemy lines.

Horses running through the dark night are just enough weapons.

The soldiers who were preparing for the night raid are also confused by fire extinguishing and cavalry raids, and many who were asleep have popped out of the tent and been bounced straight into the horse's body.

I tell the cavalry to go in from the west and take a path through the south where the defense is the thinnest in the straight line.

Because if you stop badly or change course in the turmoil, this one will also be in chaos.

"Wahaha!! Perhaps!"

I see Iridina waving a spear on the horse.

It sounds more like it.

"I can't believe you can hear me in this riot... that's an amazing voice"

"Big voices are needed by the military... he's the same in the Mansion."

Of course, it's not just a big voice.

He was unilaterally ambushing fully armed soldiers who seemed to have been waiting for a time of need.

He crushes the enemies who rush out with his hooves and pokes them from behind to front in the midst of a riot.

I counted briefly, but ten of them would have finished.

The other cavalry will also finish off the confusing enemy soldiers and throw a burning oil kettle into the tent that hasn't burned yet.

The place that illuminates the glorious dark night is as beautiful as the town of God that comes out of the story.

"Looks like the cavalry's gone south."

"All right, next time we're good, we're out, too. Get ready."

I'm not even letting about 6,000 infantry around me play.

If they succeed next time, it will be their turn.

Entering from the enemy west and exiting south, the Cavalry 3000 changes course to mark the burning enemy and will attempt assaults from the east in the future.

The action would have been quick and given the enemy no more than five minutes to spare with the results of the training.

But still... it wasn't enough.

"Enemy, we're building a defensive formation on the east side! More defenses are appearing on this side… also on the north side! Confusion seems to be converging rapidly!

"Hmm, a lot more skilled than the previous Mort invaders."

"Yes, an immature soldier would destroy them if they were trampled and vandalized by a cavalry, but in fact, whether there is a thousand enemies that have fallen in that short time... not least if it is a night battle with restricted movement. You seem to know that well."

This soldier has a ceiling of 10,000, so he can turn half of it to extinguish the fire while still preventing enough.

Once things settle down, you can always fight back.

Calm judgment permeates even the lower commander.

The defensive formations that could be made on the west side are solid while rapidly building and are unlikely to fall out so easily.

For better or worse, I have a group of tents nearby that are in great flames, so my vision isn't bad.

The effect of the ambush was no longer lost.

"I'm going to cavalry storm!

Still, Myra dared to storm toward the defense.

Then there must have been a proper one.

"Leopold, get ready to storm this one too."

"is a squad assault, the target is the front of the enemy"

The infantry faces each other.

You said you'd be okay to stick it in an enemy you're already ready for.

"No problem. The enemy formation is about to collapse."

A bow cavalry and a spear cavalry going in a straight line against an enemy taking a long spear-lined opposing cavalry formation, agitated for a moment if the enemy was treading to desist from re-attacking a neat defense, but soon everyone stood in disappointment and consolidated their defense.

Even if we keep bumping into each other, we can't make a breakthrough. Instead, there should be huge damage.

There's the trump card.

"Aim good...... shoot!

A bow cavalry with hundreds of fire arrows jumped to the head and fired arrows simultaneously.

It's my army's basic tactic to disrupt the anti-cavalry formation with shooting by a bow, but not this time.

The unleashed arrows hit a chunk of straw that is unwrought around or inside the position, not enemy soldiers who consolidate their defenses.

out with wheat grain shedding. That should be rolling on all arable land at this time of year.

The dried straw burned up violently, naturally, under fire arrows.

Of course it's not a lot of firepower, and it'll burn out and coal soon enough.

Enemy soldiers are also slightly blinded by the rising flames, but they will not break the defense.

"If only it were normal straw."

As usual, I felt Leoporto's mouth rise slightly without expression.

Flash runs.

Slightly delayed, roaring and belly-sounding shock.

An incomparable giant firepillar rushes up to the sky.

"Bi, I was surprised.... Good, it's not leaking."

Celia wasn't the only one, the infantry on her side leaked a small scream, and the horses were slightly upset.

Though only Schwartz exhaled gently with Hung.

The explosion doesn't end in one go.

Many times in a row… only the number of straw planted with gunpowder is repeated.

"We shouldn't pull formation where our enemies were. If we had to stop it, we should have checked enough to flip the ground."

Let's remember that too.

Leopold's voice is also blocked by a continued explosion.

"Enemy soldiers are havoc! Formations have no shadows to see!

Those who were unluckily near the blast will blow up, and those who did not get a direct blast will not be the earliest to prepare for the enemy.

Remove the weapon and go backwards with the missing hips.

"Come on. The enemy has collapsed. There's no better chance. Assault!!

"" "Whoa!!

The soldiers, upset by the big explosion, also realize it was Leopold's ploy, and go into the enemy formation, regaining their morale and shouting.

Enemy soldiers, who were protecting the north side on the other hand, are completely upset and floating.

"Knock it down! I'll give a special reward to those who give up their warfare!

I'm the one who's going to take the lead.

Gido and Celia follow me screaming from behind, but there's no choice, Schwartz is big and fast.

"Ugh, don't worry about the back! We have to stop these guys!

An upset enemy commander is trying to rebuild it, but it's too late.

Into a crowd of disturbed long spears halfway through.

Schwartz jumped right in front of the clash and landed in the middle of the line, trampling two people and bouncing three with giants.

Look at me. Next I'll just exhale at your turn.

"I don't need you to tell me!

Grab the spear with both hands and twist your body, save a breath and then rotate it all at once.

"Wow!" "Bye!

Strike out the enemy soldiers in a semi-circular fashion with all your strength.

His arms and neck flew apart, with a big hole in the long spear squad.

One... two... seven, you win.

Schwartz ran out again without interest, but he forced himself to bend the path until he trampled two enemies.

He's a narrow-minded guy.

Watch my allied infantry push and spread the holes I've drilled before stopping my legs and poking and killing the enemies around me one after the other.

Unlike the first, this is an attack to settle, no need to run through quickly.

"I'm the general. Finish it. Look!

"Somebody finish it! If we take him down, the commander too, haha!

He quickly puts a spear in the screaming commander's face, and his subordinate-like soldiers who were around him scream away.

Two necks dance through the universe, and the last one who falls falls, Schwartz's hoof falls and the terminal demon sounds.

"Get your distance and poke! It's from multiple directions at the same time!

It's a good idea, but let me know what to do.

A poke that comes simultaneously from the front and left and right, Schwartz knocks one of the previous ones down by the body first.

The enemy on the right, my spear flew his head before the spear arrived.

Play with your little hand the tip of your left enemy sticking out and then grab it disappointingly.

I accidentally leaked a nigga and a laugh.

"Hii!

Enemy soldiers who let go of their spears, but cannot escape.

Using his own spear, he stabbed him from his back and threw each spear into a burning tent.

"Gghhhh!!

Whoa, it seems the man who collapsed around Schwartz's body was alive.

I get up and stab a man trying to escape from his back in the same way and throw him into the tent.

It would be nice if the two of us passed away amicably.

"Who's next?

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This place has become dominant, but the overall war situation has not been decided.

You want to go somewhere else?

"Ready!

At the same time I turned my back, a cavalry came in.

If you're coming, you should come soon.

He twists and twists the spear that protrudes as the man advances, and skewers the middle of his torso from the top of his armor.

You stabbed him easily because of the momentum of his own assault.

As the man shook his spear wide up as he stabbed him, he pulled away and flew away.

The man who flies with his blood scattered is pretty in the light of the flames on the ground.

"Anyone else yet?

Enemy soldiers shake their heads as they cut ties with their allies.

Right, I see.

The chaos lasted for a while, and I once crossed the front line and watched the whole thing with Leopold.

We had the effect of the first explosion and we were fighting in our favor, but there's no reason to say that just three times as many enemies would destroy them at once.

Eventually, when the enemy begins to restore order, the turmoil becomes a state of antagonism for the push.

"Not so good."

It would have done considerable damage to the enemy in the first offensive.

But I don't think you've defeated 20,000.

"The enemy recovers faster than I thought. They seem quite familiar."

Leopold would be right.

These guys must have dived quite a bit into the training ground, just like our army.

We know that confusion is the closest thing to death.

I can disturb it temporarily, but I'm quick to rebuild it.

"You also have the option to cut it up here. This much damage, this legion leaves no room to follow us and invade the malt. It's a victory to pull here."

But we might be able to replenish our troops and come back.

We know that Vandrea with Altair in the front can't fight that long in the malt.

But I can't keep the whole army in the malt forever because of the same thing.

We need to give them enough pain not to think about re-invading.

"Then we just have to aim for the head."

"I guess."

Crush the Commander no matter how powerful an army may be and he will collapse at once.

But if the night raid is a mayhem, we'll find it...

"Hey."

Beautiful voice and beautiful long blonde hair not suitable for the battlefield...... Brunhilde stood with a grumpy face.

"The concubine's role is over now. I don't want to be in any more mess. Take everyone to bed now!

"Oh, thank you. Get some rest."

I told them I couldn't and asked them to help me with the night raid.

There's nothing more I can ask for now that it's been a brawl.

"Well, as promised... I'll get plenty of arr."

It clouded me not to say blood because I have Celia and Leoporto.

Brunhilde even thinks about my position.

"And now there's a bunch of people dressed up near the big tent in the southeast. I didn't move, I just consolidated my protection."

"That's them!

I hug Brunhilde and kiss him before jumping on Schwartz.

"Ha wow! What to do in public! The Lord has given us a few more places... we are already on our way. Siegfried, help him if he's dying. If you're going to get fatally injured, drag him. But bring him in.... I won't let him die"

"… Accepted"

Bring the escort and proceed near the great tent in the southeast to see and thicken the enemy density.

"This is a hit."

"Seems so"

While upset that this one is coming in a straight line, the enemy's defense is fierce.

"Don't be ridiculous... Schwartz, we're going through this"

Enemy generals get away with doing Netineties here.

All we need is speed and breakthrough.

"Go ahead!

Schwartz runs once with Don on the ground.

It's such an amazing acceleration that my body is pushed back, putting me in armor, and Schwartz himself wearing horse armor doesn't make me feel at all.

"Fast, block the path!

I cut off the enemy soldiers trying to poke from the side, and the infantry blocking the path jumps and jumps over.

Then two enemy cavalry rides from the front, sticking the spear forward and sticking it in.

"Stop him!

The enemy penetrates at full speed, and Schwartz doesn't slow down again.

In an instant, the distance is gone.

When it seemed like a clash as it was, Schwartz looked up and glanced at the other horse.

"Wow!" "Duh!!

At the end of the day, an enemy horse takes evasive action, shakes off the men he was riding and flips them flashly.

He's got a lot of nerve at all.

When you push through a swarm of enemies, a group of different outfits, gold embellishments that fall on your shoulders, are not gear to fight.

Definitely, these guys are head-to-head.

"You guys are the generals!?

Jumping off Schwartz calling out loud.

"What... what are your allies doing? Lower command, buy time!

All moved on to the order of one man.

He was easy to understand and helpful to the Admiral.

Ten or so heavily armed men advancing and going, obviously not like miscellaneous soldiers.

You can't be alarmed.

"Dear Eigil! We fight too!" "Me too!" "Oh, me too!?" "Never."

Celia and the others seem to have broken through following me.

And the slaughter began.

"Oh no!

A blow to the man from the top of the shield, prevented, but the shield shrugged and the man knelt.

Kick it there, roll it to the ground, and let your eartips run down your throat.

I see the sword shaken from the side, but it touches my helmet faintly and shakes my head.

A flash of that arm shook up his second blow on condition, the man who lost both hands collapses screaming.

"That's pretty tough"

Celia and the others are fighting one at a time.

Celia is aiming for a gap while dodging without accepting the enemy's sword, but her opponent realizes it and avoids much of it and stares at her.

Gido's meeting from the front.

Slightly unfavourable with force but swinging around with speed and moves.

But it doesn't seem easy to settle.

Chlor is......

"Oh, why can't you! You're licking it!

"No need to set up. Come as you please."

"This is the misconduct... and it's awesome. I hit a hell of a guy!

They're probably assholes too, Chloe will be fine.

Now Christoph...

"Wow!

"Oh! Christophe's been hit!

By the time he saw it, Christoph had fainted with a sword on his shoulder.

Fortunately, we haven't pierced the armor, and the enemy doesn't seem to be able to afford to make a stop because the command is in crisis.

You can't take the time.

I have to break through.

"Out of the way!"

He jumps into the enemy as he rushes for the Admiral in a straight line.

Bend the first enemy lateral payment to avoid and cut off his legs.

The next enemy slash is taken with a spear, then punched in the face with his left hand, jumping his neck where he flutters.

The third and fourth came slaughtered at the same time.

Take the two swords sideways and then quickly drop the spears onto the spot, grabbing each arm with a sword with one hand.

"Yeah!"

Put the two together at your disposal and throw them straight up.

The men who flew high fell to the ground in an unnatural position and made a disgusting noise.

One of them had a neck and the other had a strange back twist.

"You kept me waiting."

Pick up the spear and face the Admiral.

No one stands in the way anymore.

"... you monsters. What's your name?"

The Admiral must have seen that he could not escape. He pulled out his sword.

"... Agil... it's a hardlet"

"The one Beychek said. I am Bluzak... High Vandrea 3rd Army Commander!

A man is about to come slaughtered.

Accept as one in two.

Sophisticated but not overwhelming.

Besides, Bruzak is already middle-aged, and his powers are not as good as those of the men earlier.

This guy's fate is at an end when he confronts me alone.

I'm sure he knows that, but is it the will of the high Vandrea soldiers to keep fighting until the end without surrendering?

"Halfway through, you're innocent."

Take the third round, then take the distance, and shake the spear.

It's up to you next.

"Come on!

Bruzak comes in a poking position with his temper.

I go in the same way, releasing a full and unrelenting thrust.

Bulzark's sword blushed past my head, and my spear blew up from Bulzark's jaw.

It's settled.

"Oh!! Comrade Sir...................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

A woman screams from behind.

If you look at it, it's an enemy soldier who just defeated Christoph with one knife.

Was it a woman, with a helmet on and I didn't know.

Dangerous. Dangerous, good thing it hit Christoph.

"My lord's vengeance! Ready!"

Slash the sword of the woman who is about to slash you.

The blow seems mild but quick, did I mention Celia with a little weight gain?

"Don't just avoid it...... ugh!

Watch the movement closely before jumping the sword and reaching for his neck.

"Gu... agu... agu..."

When she grabbed her neck and put her strength into it, the woman resisted butterflies and eventually relaxed.

Of course I won't break my neck.

Attract him and make sure he's breathing properly, then take responsibility on his shoulders and raise his wings.

"Victory!! Give it to me!

"Ohhhh!!

Enemy soldiers, who had cut ties with Celia and the others, also leave the scene as they gave up when they saw Bulzark's death.

Vandrea's army, which fought persistently, also collapsed as soon as the General's death was told, and by the time the morning sun began to rise, it had moved to a one-sided chase.

"So... the woman is in captivity? Or do you make it a comforter?

Myra's gaze hurts.

"You can't offend a prisoner! Warriors treat them as they deserve!

Don't say that until Illigina.

She looks like a man with a command, and I might be able to get some information.

One paragraph and I'll let you go.

"So you have to treat me as a woman?

"No, I'm gonna dictate"

Hope is thin, but maybe it'll put me on top.

You'll never know until you try everything.

"" "I guess!

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The protagonist, Agil-Hardlet, 23, autumn.

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

163000 inhabitants Important cities Rafen 24000 Lintbloom 4500

10950 troops (2,000 territorial standby infantry)

Infantry 5300 Cavalry 800 Archer 1000 Bow Cavalry 1850

Thirty cannons, ten large cannons.

1070 Property Gold Coins

228 Experienced 48 + 555 children given birth