Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

Garrison near Wangdu

"That's the order from His Majesty and the Military Director. Today, you, the Fourth Corps, will be under my command."

Celia reads the order she received from the King and Eirich, and at the end of the day I declare so.

At the same time, the soldiers raise their swords while they remain upright immobile.

More than anything, booming doesn't happen.

The Royal Goldonian Army currently has eight regiments.

One regiment will consist of about 150,000 soldiers, to which 150,000, plus 30,000 guards from the King's capital and important cities, will be called the full force of Gordonia.

Starting with me, each of the marquis also has its own private soldiers, but they are not in numbers because of the volatility of recruiting the people on an ad hoc basis when they break up or do some crusade during the harvest season.

Either way, it is very impossible to rally the Horsemen against the Royal Army, and if you care about it, you will be crushed in no time.

"Thank you from now on. Sir Hardlett."

There is a man at the head of the aligned soldiers who greeted me with a beautiful salute.

"Oh, nice to meet you. [Bitman] Corps Leader"

This guy's name is Bitman, he's the chief commander of the Fourth Corps and he's got a Viscount position for once.

He is in his late thirties, not particularly tall, but only in the army and has a tight body.

"I am a soldier. There may be neglectful disrespect in the courtesy of the nobles"

He was a soldier of civilian origin and climbed down to the commander of the regiment with only his abilities.

He became a high-ranking officer in the military, so he got the title after him.

Because there are noble children in the army, it is inconvenient for civilians and knights of peace to be superiors.

"Neither do I. You don't have to fight politely, let's just do it so we can win."

I shake hands with Captain Bitman.

We can't help getting used to each other, but we're friends fighting together for a while.

I was fortunate not to be an unpleasant man.

"I'd like you to meet the captain of each battalion."

The regiment was divided into multiple battalions with around a thousand soldiers.

I stare at the face I find myself exchanging words with each and every one of them.

"Agor! Long time no see"

"You seem well and most importantly!

That used to be my subordinate, Agor, who now works for the Royal Army.

"Do you know him? I leave one battalion to Agor. It's a power inside."

Bitman sounds like a strict soldier in a soothing tone, but there's nothing like a smile on his face.

"You were a battalion leader."

"I manage, but every day I feel my lack of talent"

I'm grateful to have someone I know.

Try being a soldier and I'll be the commander who showed up all of a sudden.

Much different if anyone can tell me that they can be trusted.

"Long time no see"

Celia also shakes hands with Agor.

He also tried to say hello to Leoporto, who was next door, but caught the hand he seemed to put out first because all he had to do was say hello small.

"It's the same thing this guy doesn't have any affection for. Never mind."

That's what I'm looking for.

He's not here.

"... Find that fool and bring him in. Between supplies or in carriages, focus on a sunny spot."

I need a light source to read a book.

I've ordered the commander. It's Celia and Leoporto and Myra and Irigina I'm taking.

I won't move the private soldiers, but at Leopold's request, I was only to take the escort 100.

Sounds like insurance when I went first.

Of course, Giddo and Christoph are included here.

That was actually all I planned to do, but I called because I was angry when I thought Tristan was making a small leap in the mansion where no one was going to say anything loud.

The territory will be away, but given the circumstances, I don't even think there will be an invasion from anywhere.

Let's give the soldiers a rest while they rearm.

If you have to, Luna will be there.

"Sir Hardlett's direct soldiers are brave, aren't they? It's a form of armor I've never seen, but why is it in leather armor?

Bitman looks at the convoy armor in wonder.

They were all equipped with Dragon armor anyway.

Dragon skins are used from armor to helmets, hands, and boots.

Dragon skins have the strength to prevent even bowguns from close range.

Even that doesn't penetrate, but it hurts from hanging on the body, so it's shaped like a thin metal coat of armor.

Exceptionally lighter than the previous metal armor, you can continue to fight from close range without even leaking groans when eating a bowgun intensive attack.

"It's a special piece of armor. It looks like leather, but it has no problem with strength."

Looks like the soldiers are ready to leave, too.

Why don't we just go and go home?

"Come quick! You lazy bastard!

"Ah, I can have zero tea. I wonder why it's so hard to be a soldier."

Tristan is being dragged by Myra as she grabs her roots.

Okay, we're ready.

"Neither do we." "There he is!" "Hehe, I've got a string on my wallet!

Speaking of which, they were there.

The poor threesome was also admitted by volunteering to serve.

Eirich also happily admitted, "If they were".

Apparently Viscount Bimbo and Baron Gokufin knew each other well because they had been in the army.

"Not bad if you see it as a soldier. As knights and commanders."

I was told inside.

"If you dare, those who fought shoulder to shoulder didn't look too good with a twinkle falling or something"

Let's not ask.

He seems to have the same elite around him as I do, but isn't that the guy I saw at the party his own son?

Looks like he brought in more relatives than soldiers.

"Hey, long time spear work." "It's easier than territorial management."

The Royal Army is well integrated as a standing army.

If you put a stranger in the chain of command poorly, you will be confused the other way around so they will fight you as knights of the guerrillas.

Sometimes battles require a few better knights than a multitude of soldiers.

Count Monassi is supposed to stay in the port town and have the barracks run.

Sounds like you're better at managing than you were at fighting originally.

Honestly, he could be a bigger help.

The well-trained Royal Army proceeded smoothly without any noticeable confusion, and after reaching the North Terriers River, it would cross to the old Magrad side, so it would board the ship.

"We're the last..."

"Naturally. Have you forgotten what happened last time?

Leoporto said as a matter of course.

Speaking of which, I cut ahead and isolated you during the war with Magrad.

Giddo, who covered Celia, was dying.

"Were you worried then?

"If the commander dies, the whole thing will be disturbed."

Leoporto says naturally.

"You worried about me, didn't you?

And I'm on the verge.

……

Shit.

"What's up? I'm asking you if you're worried."

"... ha"

This bastard sighed.

"Sir Hardlett, I'd like to have a brief military debate while we wait for the ship."

The Bitman Soldier Commander comes single-handedly with the map.

"Let's go."

Damn, you gave Leopold an excuse to run.

"… what are you doing?"

Myra stunned me, too.

This is all Leopold's fault, too.

We put a map around the table.

"Well, you did rendezvous with the Viceroy's army. So where are the enemies?

I map pawns color-coded to enemy allies appropriately.

"The enemy travels frequently, so it can be delayed information, but reports indicate here and here, and then here."

Bitman leaves a pawn on the map that he sees in his enemies.

I raise my voice weird.

"What the hell. It's falling apart."

Some pawns are close to the central city of Odros, which is the stronghold of the Viceroy's army, while others have been placed as potungs on the border.

And this is the placement of the Viceroy's army.

"... this is"

Myra also holds her head.

The placement of the Viceroy's army was also fragmented again, the same as the enemy, except for some concentration in Odros.

"How did this happen? You didn't think to rally on the enemy's side?

"Sir Hardlett, have you forgotten?

Leoporto pinches his mouth.

"This is not a war between enemy allies clearly understood nations. It is a battle broken into two by the nobles of the old Magrad. There's no big front."

Bitman nods too.

"This is not a war for the two mighty armies to decide. It's a civil war where neighbors have broken and fought each other before."

"You got caught up in something nasty."

A soldier sits down in a chair and sighs, telling him that the avant-garde unit has landed and that there is no abnormality.

Let's hurry to Odros first.

We need to get to the Governor's office. We can't talk about this.

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At the same time, the White Metropolitan Empire position.

The man speaks with a gloomy look as he hears the roaring wind.

"It's a cold, terrific storm of snow today.... So, how many people died?

An imperial army commander besieging White Capital asks his men.

Already, the siege forces drained heavily and were not in a position to launch a massive attack.

But there is no way Zaphnes, the chief commander of the invading army, can withdraw while only ordering the continuation of the siege of the White Capital.

Sometimes the Federation was locked across the walls like a tortoise and managed to keep the siege going.

"Looks like we got about 500 frozen deaths from regular soldiers. Those who are unable to use their hands and feet due to frostbite are several times that. Thousands of war soldiers, I'm not counting exactly."

"Break the carriage and burn it. I don't have any more horses to pull anyway."

Humans were not the only full-scale cold waves that continued in the harsh winters of the Federation, especially a few days ago, but were also taking the lives of imperial military horses one after the other who were unfamiliar with the cold.

"Give the warrior plenty of horse meat soup, too. It doesn't matter if you're frozen or flogged."

Ironically, the depletion caused by the cold waves had improved the treatment of war slaves.

"With General Secrito's fleet securing the sea and the river, only supplies can be delivered."

"Oh, you've got a lot of thin fur that won't help."

As a result of a request for cold protection from the country, the fur sent was of no use.

In the first place, craftsmen don't know the Federation's winter, so they don't know what they're up to.

thin. After wearing it on three layers, the commander shook himself and dropped his sigh.

"There's nothing you can do about it. Winter is still a long time, try this climate for the next two months. We'll be ice statues when they come back."

"Is there only a retreat"

"I was watching the Federation winter sweetly. Once we get back south, we just have to rebuild our posture. In the spring..."

"The Federation will also rebuild its stance. It looks like reinforcements are still gathering."

The commander and his men face each other silently.

Originally, the imperial advantage from the battle was due in large part to the pre-emptive attack with overwhelming force.

If it was a clash between the same numbers, there were many fights in which the Federation won because of the advantages and disadvantages of equipment and control.

"What happens if you put it together disappointingly"

"Temporarily speaking, it would be impossible, for example, to abandon the occupied territories and withdraw. If His Majesty hears you, General Zaphnes is not the only one."

The war situation gets worse for a moment.

Even if I knew, they couldn't do anything more.

"But I think I'm gonna let you swallow it today or something."

The commander is forced to smile and take out the strong booze.

"Right. It's a snowstorm outside, and no matter how used to the cold, it's not moving weather."

"I'm sorry about the soldiers, but we're going to give them a little break."

The commander takes out the cup and gives it to his men.

"I'll take it."

But it was then.

"Enemy Attack! Enemy Attack!!

A scream of watchfulness sounds.

A bottle of liquor falls on the floor and cracks, and the two throw away the cup.

A fierce cold air blows in the faces of the men who rushed out of the tent.

"I can't see anything with a snowstorm!

"Where did the enemy come from! Let me know how big it is!

In the snow blowing at him, his sight does not pass at all, and his men yell loudly at his surroundings.

But the only answer was screaming and the sound of metal.

[]/(n) federal side/

"Commander Alsanov, we have destroyed an enemy army and broken the siege in the south."

"All right, keep going around the west, while you break through the enemy in front of you from one end. All you have to do is break through, siege and annihilation is Martin... no, leave it to the Supreme Commander of Staceli"

The soldiers under Alsanov proceed without a snowstorm.

Horseback riding, everyone, whether on foot or not, was armored as if they were hairy balls, and the only thing that was open was the eye area.

It was not smoothed leather, but also appeared to remain peeled fur.

"You wore a little too much thickness. Winter is still warm in White Capital"

"Well, if you breathe out, your lungs won't freeze."

Alsanov's soldiers pound down the Imperial soldiers as they slap lightly.

The Imperial soldiers, who were shaking round in the snowstorm, are taken over one after the other without being able to resist.

I couldn't afford to build a defensive line or anything at all.

Some of the knights tried resolutely to fight back, but their bodies didn't move as they thought in the cold, and they couldn't find close range enemies well in one side dyed bright white, and they were instantly tailored.

Imperial soldiers instantly broke down and fled, but they didn't know which way to run in the lack of vision, so they dispersed in pieces.

White Town Defense Command Office

"That's an army of ice, not even this blizzard."

Martin nods contentedly when he hears reports that he broke the siege like paper, turning to his staff and generals.

Behind it, even the commanders of each unit packed tightly.

"Gentlemen, the time has come. The night of humiliation dawns."

Everyone was stepping on like a toddler wanting to go out now for nothing.

"Open all gates! Get all the soldiers out! We will crush the Imperial Army with all our might."

"" "Whoa!

A brave voice sounds, eventually wiped out by the sound of a snowstorm.

"I'm already ready. Outside the northern siege of White Capital stands a Western legion that has completed its reorganization. If the battle starts, they'll break the siege from the north."

Everyone's eyes shine.

They kept pushing me from the first war, and there was no way I'd get morale in a fight I just defended.

But it's over now.

"Now let's start fighting back. I'll show you hell, just like they did to us."

"Long live the Federation!" "Death to the Imperial soldiers!!" "Fight back!

Martin soothed and declared his sprayed cheers with his hands wide open.

"Launch Operation Winter Rebellion [Winter Storm]. All hands on deck!

"" "" Whoa!

The great cheer that rose again penetrated the snowstorm and echoed throughout the White Capital.

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Federal VS Imperial War Forces Comparison (Current + Damage = Mobilization Limit. There's still room if it's not enough)

Olga Federation "Start Counter Attack"

Soldiers now have a million mobilisation limits of 2.5 million.

Garland Empire

Soldiers now have a mobilisation limit of 1.8 million, 3.1 million. Existing damage of 1.3 million (not including war slaves)

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The protagonist, Agil-Hardlet, 24, winter.

Status Legend of the Border of the Kingdom of Goldonia Mount Big Lords and Eastern Great Lords Friends of Dwarves Friends of King Ares Heroes of Dragon Killing

Elf intermediaries

175,000 inhabitants, 800 refugees.

Important Cities Rafen 26000 people Lintblum 5000 people Vandrea Special Town 9000 people

Army

15000 members of the 4th Regiment of the Royal Army.

A hundred escorts, a hundred for a threesome.

Property Gold Coins 19599

406 Experience 55 + 555 children given birth