Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

Goldonia-Vandrea Border Fortress

The Vandrea army, led by Baychek, uses the advantages of numbers to push over and tries to cut down the fence to break through the gap in the fortress.

But the results were scattered.

"There's hidden digging all over there! Watch your step!

"Idiot! Don't get too much gathered in fear of the hole, enemy good...... Yikes!!

The canopy the Vandrea army saw as the weakness of the castle fortress was certainly the thinnest defense in appearance.

But when I actually attack, I'm forced to fight harder than I thought.

On the front of the plot is a defensive position, from which the Gordonian soldiers carry out the attack, so the pushed Vandrea soldiers are concentrated in the lowlands.

A pitfall appears on both sides as the commander manages to make it expand widely.

The pit was not so deep, but there was a dry straw laid on the bottom, which burned up by a firing arrow unleashed by the Goldonian soldiers.

Try to be chased by fire. Vandrea's formation has become increasingly dense, making it a more difficult dumpling condition for Goldonian archers to remove.

"Shoot me!!

Arrows pour down from the archers of Zardonia.

Due to the small number of arrows but density, the Vandrea soldiers fall so bumpy that they cannot be considered from the number of arrows.

I couldn't get a good defensive posture with each soldier involved in trying to prevent it with a shield.

"How unusual...... once I get out of the range of arrows! We're gonna get back on track!

Baychek screams with a sinister face.

Time was precious above all else, but I didn't think I'd manage to keep pushing like this.

Fighting without any more confusion will, on the contrary, prolong the siege.

Once outside the range of the arrows, Baychek and Cassano attack to regroup while analyzing the enemy's defense equipment.

"The enemy didn't come after us... maybe the number of soldiers is low for a splendid fortress. The number of arrows does not exceed 300 at a time either. If it's a normal formation, there's a thousand enemies or there's a mountain of Sekiya."

"I guess it's just a stomach waiting for reinforcements with minimal sacrifice. Five grand from Hardlett's main unit will make it impossible to pull out the fortress."

As far as the reports from the soldiers go, the defensive positions in what appears to be weaknesses are still poor ministers.

There are a few moats a little deeper than a person's back, but later only a wooden fence and anti-cavalry defense that just hit the pile.

It was like nothing compared to a stone wall.

"Did you still not make it to construction? They put it in a good place and confused it, but the next one is an attack with knowledge."

"Yeah, that point is smaller than the terrain because of the position. Push it out at once and you'll get stuck and unable to move. The enemy must be expecting that, too. So let's divide it into thousands of waves for a corrugated attack. There will be sacrifices, but you must be able to break through them all at once."

Beychek nods as convinced before adding.

"There are about 500 cavalry. Let's sweep the fence and pile before we let them storm. If you push behind the fortress, the soldiers of the fortress will float."

"It's a good idea."

Baychek and Cassano immediately go to the commander to launch a blast to hasten the reconfiguration of the troops.

"I didn't think you could use the Prisoner Squad, but you have a lot of sights."

"This is the first time I made a fool of myself with a defeated general."

The two laugh and shake hands.

Maybe next time.

That was the thought that came to mind.

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Goldonian side

"If the enemy isn't a bottomless fool, he'll come next with a corrugated attack."

"Is it a corrugated attack?

"Yeah, the enemy saw this defense once. To that extent, you can break through without having to be a major force. It's more of a problem to hold onto than that. Let's gather soldiers from 2nd and 3rd Streets here too."

"Are you sure?

The weakness of the border tense fortress was not the only basin being attacked now.

There were two other places where walls could not be built because of topographical problems.

He claimed that if he was attacked there, he would be immediately pulled out, so he would have put hundreds of soldiers at once to protect him. If we got close, we were planning on letting go of the flawed cannon and intimidating it.

"The enemy made a small sacrifice and saw the defense of this place. I will not concentrate my attacks anywhere else now. With their strength, it would have seemed like they could break through enough."

"Then I will give you immediate instructions.... by the way, shouldn't they be wearing armor? In case you confront an enemy soldier..."

The soldier answers with a face like trouble to Tristan, who gives orders without armor on and grabs a cookie.

"It's pointless. Doesn't make a big difference when sheep wear armor."

Tristan tells the soldier to tease him before standing up.

"When will Uncle Borderline come more than that? If you just send me the cavalry first, I'll settle for you."

"We've radiated the expedition from Rafen to Biard..."

That's what Tristan instructed me to do to convey the information a little sooner than I knew exactly where the main unit was supposed to be heading back to Rafen.

"You don't seem to be just ahead of the cavalry. How much can you make it work at all?"

Tristan drops his deep sigh, but his voice is not in a hurry.

I wasn't particularly pessimistic because the soldiers around me sighed and backward words were the usual thing.

"Shall I use all the things I've prepared for now to chase them back? Everybody, do as you're told, and maybe the allies won't die much."

The scream of enemy assault echoes from the watch.

"The enemy will split into seven waves each of about 2000 and concentrate on the first spot! It looks like it's going into a corrugated attack!

"Hmm, there's 3,000 optimals for the space here, but, well, I guess that's the point. You care a lot about the first thing you catch."

"Prepare for war! Do as you plan!

"Oh, it's easy for a soldier to move like I said... thanks to Mr. Leopold for his good training"

"Please climb to the high ground without saying anything delicious! I want you to see the battlefield this time."

The soldier pulls me and Tristan stands up reluctantly.

"If you do as planned, you'll be fine... oh, I haven't had all my tea yet"

Unlike the first, the Vandrea army moves fast with their shields overhead in a defensive posture.

Arrows fly simultaneously from the Goldonian position at the same time as entering the bow range, but it wouldn't have been as much of a blow if a solid shield had been erected.

The Vandrea side doesn't shoot back the bow.

Because even in a narrow space, if the bowmen stop and shoot each other, on the contrary, they cause confusion in the overall attack.

"Be calm, the enemy's defenses are not strong. If it's a melee, we'll break it enough!

An experienced commander in action raises his voice and the soldiers move forward undisturbed.

"Heh... you're pretty solid"

"Vandrea, the soldiers are not of low quality."

Only a little light returns to Tristan's eyes looking from the high ground without clogging.

"You have two kinds of soldiers. It's cluttered with being well controlled... is it an extraordinary mixture?

Tristan looks for his pocket to see if he misses his mouth, but he keeps his mouth slightly bent.

"But to this extent, no problem."

The exit of the basin, the flock of fences and piles installed where it is climbing, and Vandrea's army looms there as it withstands the arrows.

"Go! Dismantle the fence!

Soldiers with large axes and hammers thrust and crush fences and piles at the same time as the commander screams.

Arrows fly to intercept, some fall down, but the defensive position crumbles as they see it.

"Retreat! Retreat!

Gordonian soldiers who were unilaterally attacking protected by defensive positions fall back to be pursued.

Nothing motivates a soldier more than the retreat of an enemy army.

"The enemy has fled! Keep moving!"

The attacking side is unilaterally damaging against Goldonian soldiers who respond with arrows and long spears as they step back.

But it was still moving forward steadily.

There was no harm in breaking through because it was a victory.

"The cavalry is coming!

The lookout's hurried voice.

"That's tough."

Tristan says without even looking.

The cavalry came out of Vandrea's headquarters because the soil smoke and obstacles had been removed.

"Allies abandon basin defenses and descend inside the moat"

Long moats are dug next to each other beyond the defensive position at the climb.

The defensemen went down inward through a plate that was placed several places on the moat.

And there are fences and long spear squads lined up around where the boards were handed over.

Naturally, the approaching Vandrea cavalry also looks at the position at a glance.

"Careful, there's a moat!

"Well, did you think we'd get together in the front of a long spear like an idiot? The width of the moat is no big deal. We can jump over anywhere if we stay on full sickness!

"You saw our horses sweetly!

The Vandrea cavalry spreads toward the moat, increasing its speed at once.

"We're all going to fly!

"You can't do that."

A scream rises from the cavalry at the same time that Tristan says blush.

Shortly before the moat, shallow pitfalls were dug.

Depth is about a person's knee, about a kid's prank.

"My legs are taken!

"Ugh!

But it's lethal depth for a horse who's still trying to jump at all costs.

It was miserable when they took my legs and flipped them one after the other, until something spinning forward.

A horse with a broken leg raises a sad voice, and a soldier crushed by his horseback sprays blood bubbles and looks up to heaven.

But the tragedy will not end again.

"Hey, what the hell!

"And stop clean!

The first row was the only one caught in the hole and fell, but the ensuing one was caught by the fallen ally and went upside down as well.

The surviving soldier is crushed by his allies.

And the sworn cavalry shall fall again, and be cast into the earth, and shall fall upon the horseshoe after him.

Occasionally, the cavalry fell into havoc.

"Do it now!!

It goes beyond the moat, which the defensive side cannot possibly miss, stabbing a stop at the fallen cavalry and dragging the panicking enemy down from the horse.

"You can only drop one in the pit, but this way you can fill it up"

……

The soldiers admire Tristan, who says as he candles the lemon skin found from the back of his pocket, and wonder which eye to turn.

"The enemy cavalry is going backwards!... the subsequent infantry has come out. It seems to bypass the moat."

"You don't have to be so scared. There's nothing left."

The place where the Vandrea soldiers circled in is flat and seemingly unsuitable for defense.

But I dare you, Tristan, to get the defensemen going there.

"Shit! You can work on the flat ground. I'll drop by at once!

"Collect the follow-ups. We can squash them in numbers here."

Reinforcements are immediately launched at the only visible breakthrough.

By contrast, the defensemen were clearly inferior in number.

"Ha! They're putting bowmen and bowguns forward."

"I'll eat the first blow, but I won't tell you how to pack the distance!

Regardless of the position, it seemed like a suicide act, such as bowmen facing infantry from the front in the flat.

"Assault!" "Step on it!

Vandrea troops storming from the front at the same time, the defensemen do not move while in a shooting position.

It was then that the attacking side assumed that they could finally win.

"Ho."

Goldonian soldiers move at the same time as the missing Tristan hangs between them.

A few people drop heavy rocks into holes dug like wells.

There were countless chains of noise.

"What!?

"You're lying..."

Dozens of fences stood in front of the attacking side that happened to attempt to storm.

The Vandrea soldier stops looking up at the fence because he can't believe what just happened for about thirty seconds.

Bowgun bolts and arrows pour down there one after the other.

"Well, that's a lot to think of."

"haha"

It's simple as a trick.

Keep the fence flanked to the ground in advance and chained to the top of the enemy side.

Drop the big stone connected to that chain into a deep hole and the fence will rise at once with recoil.

Later, if you hold onto the standing position so that the fence doesn't fall this way, even the stick will sit, and the fence will appear to have gushed out of the ground in an instant.

"It's pretty low intensity, but this kind of thing is about impact. … keep it in place later."

Admittedly, the enemy soldiers have stopped on their feet in confusion at the flock of fences that suddenly appeared.

If this happens, the bowmen and the Bowguns will stand alone.

Clearly targeted. Shooting defeats one Vandrea soldier after another.

Naturally, no attack will reach the defensemen across the fence, which is a unilateral development.

"We need to break the fence... what about the Destruction Squad? The axe and hammer..."

"It's up to you to be behind that! We were gonna slash each other!

"Successor, stand down! Yeah, if you can't back off..."

The sound of the chain sounds again, and a fence also appears on the left and right sides.

"Also, no more. We just have to back off!

"Shouldn't you have called the Destruction Squad!? It's already coming this way, if I back down now, I can't move..."

Tristan raised his hand when he saw the Vandrea army, which would be in havoc before attacking the fence.

"The enemy isn't looking forward anymore. I guess it's time."

The chains are cut and several fences fall forward.

Nearly 1,000 defensive soldiers ran out of there and were slashed by confused enemies.

"Fall back! Fall back... run! Run!

In the midst of the confusion, Vandrea soldiers withdrew without being able to engage properly.

"Okay, well, what are we going to do next? It's easy to read someone to the point of using a little head like this. It's very different from someone else who comes by force."

After that, the Vandrea army pushes over and over again, but each time they get hit hard and driven back.

Behind the thoughts of Baychek and the others, the siege battle lasted for days with no progress at all.

"This is a trap... go around without getting close..."

"You dare attack a heavily guarded location..."

"I have no choice. Better than getting burned!

"It's so easy for you to bypass me just by putting the wet straw bundle down"

"The only enemies are light infantry, go after them!

"If you follow the enemy soldiers, there's no pitfalls! All at once...... Wow. Oh, my God!

"You do. That's it. Light infantry is up to 100, heavy infantry is 70 or so, and your support breaks down."

The end of the offensive was a single fire arrow unleashed by the enemy in agony.

Places that are inherently meaningless...... Fire arrows pierced the center of the stone wall immediately burn up the wall.

"Ahhh, you're hit."

"... right"

Thin wooden walls occasionally burn large, and the entire fortress is engulfed by a great fire.

"Let the lookout get away with it. The cannon... Look, I can't use it anyway. It would be pathetic to burn for a defect."

Unilateral victories followed by exasperated allies also look complicated.

It's pathetic that the buildings that we've worked so hard to build, even though we know they're stuck, should go to ashes.

But it was the Vandrea side that was more shocked than that.

"... what the hell is that"

"Is the fortress burning itself?

"Damn, it's broken. Not a stone?

When the last burnt wall fell on Batan and the front, the attacking side realized all the deception and the pointlessness of the previous attack.

"What have we been up to..."

"If you hit a wall like that with ten people, you could have broken it, but you lost thousands..."

Eventually weakness turns into a powerful willingness to kill.

"Don't give back the Gordonian bastards alive!

"If the walls are gone, just two thousand, kill them all!

Enemies ready to attack with cursing rumors, but the Gordonian defensemen were fearless, no way to escape, and lined up neatly.

"If it was two days ago, I'd run off in a hurry."

"Right."

Tristan and his men's soldiers also laugh at each other.

There was no longer any reason to rush.

"We're on a total attack! Gordonian bastard..."

The clamour rises as it overlaps the cries of the Vandrea army.

"It's totally late. I feel like I've worked for the rest of my life thanks to you"

"All units assault! We'll pinch him."

Earthly smoke rising from the rear of the defense team, three thousand cavalry men push from the north.

Finally, the main unit arrived and the cavalry launched the opposite attack to save the defensemen.

The former Mort invading army soldiers, who are once in a meeting and being kicked around, scream when they see the bow cavalry and the spear cavalry.

"Don't be afraid! The enemy cavalry is 3000, this one is still well over 10,000..."

At that time, earthen smoke also rises from the eastern hills.

It was reinforcement 2000 for a bow cavalry consisting of the people of the mountain who took the shortest route to join the main unit.

"From two directions..."

"The fortress guards will circle to the west! To be besieged by the three parties…"

Confronted once again with a massively defeated opponent, and besides, they are being besieged.

It couldn't have been very bearable.

The less skilled prisoner soldier collapses instantly, as does the troops of the former Mort invasion army. This is how the border battle ended.

"Now I'm sorry for your loss. Go home to Rafen..."

"Your lord has commanded me to remain with you."

"Ahhh."

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Hardlett Army Headquarters

"Mr. Myra has kicked the enemy. They're also joining the reinforcement bow cavalry and returning here. I'm glad we didn't go after him, right?

"This one is also ignorant within the realm of Vandrea. It's not good to go deep poorly. First, it's important to rendezvous with the defensive soldiers and the bow cavalry."

Leopold answers instead of me.

If you ask me, the defensemen who should have been heavily attacked by nearly ten times the enemy aren't so exhausted.

Sacrifice is about a hundred.

Tristan is still excellent, let's get more work done.

Like Adolf.

"So that"

Look here with Celia and Irigina's seemingly dissatisfied eyes.

"What's up?

"Ku, humiliation..."

Their complaint is probably about the woman standing beside me... the enemy's deputy captured in the fight against Vandrea.

I tried to get some information on Vandrea, but I couldn't help but bring her here because I couldn't crack her mouth.

"What would you do if you put such a woman beside you and put her to sleep?"

Celia's grievance is that she's dangerous.

"You shouldn't humiliate a prisoner!

The frustration with Irigina seems to be that I'm constantly stroking her ass.

Give me a break because I feel quite comfortable touching it.

I don't have a problem with it because if I don't commit it, it won't be an abuse.

"But why don't you throw up? I'm not gonna hurt a woman, but I'm not gonna tell her anything."

Leoporto says if he leaves it to himself, he'll make you throw up as soon as possible, but he's definitely not forgiving it because it's doomed.

"You can't betray your country!

"You're not gonna get away with it."

I wouldn't be watching you so closely, so if I really wanted to run away, I could have done it.

"... I don't think my country will allow a captive military man to congratulate me on his return... I would be killed and annoyed by my family as well. Then if you're caught like this..."

Are you saying they treat you as dead and protect your honor and that of your family?

The deputy nods cocklessly.

Forget a country that blames the woman who came home alive.

"Then why don't you just be my woman? I'll take care of it."

"Why does that happen! I killed my beloved comrade commander. It could be your thing!

That's too bad.

Do you decide to go spoken to temperament?

"And you look watery"

"Ugh... humiliation..."

I keep stroking her ass. My hands are slightly damp.

When I saw it, I passed on my thick crotch and the juice was pouring out to my feet.

I didn't blame it so flashly, so it looks really wet.

"I think it would feel better if I put in a meat stick."

"If you do that, I'll bite your tongue and die!

She says it in a fierce tone, but in my eyes I see a woman gasping under me.

I'm sure it won't be far away from being my thing.

"So... uh..."

Shit, I forgot again.

"[Darsha]. Dear Eigil."

I tried to call her after I nodded at Celia's cold voice.

"Hmm!"

I got my hands together and they got me off my ass.

Um, we need to remember the woman's name.

At that time, I felt my body shake.

"Yeah? Weird wind blowing?

"I didn't feel that!

Iridina can't guess because she mostly doesn't feel anything.

"It's like the ground has swayed..."

Sensitive Celia gets her hands on the ground gently, but she doesn't seem to know anymore.

"If you don't know or not, it's fine. Now prepare to march."

"Yes!"

We're retreating. We're going after the Vandreas.

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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

13200 troops.

Infantry 7450 Cavalry 850 Archer 1000 Bow Cavalry 3900

Thirty cannons, ten large cannons.

570 Property Gold Coins Continuation of War (5500)

230 Experience 48 + 555 children given birth