Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

"Arkland recapture... it's terrible"

I kick a crooked stone rolling at my feet whilst I speak to myself. It's a fragment of a destroyed city wall.

Mm, I hit a soldier in the Royal Army. Let's pretend we don't know.

I blind myself to the whole city.

Well said, worn out, or worse yet, a pile of rubble.

The city walls collapsed there, and most of the private houses and facilities in the walls were damaged or completely destroyed.

Especially larger buildings. There must have been heavy fighting inside, often burning.

I see Myra walking into a building still smoking in search of the rest of the party.

I didn't seem to have any enemies, but it feels good on my face with coal on it and it's like the kid put on makeup with a whole lot of makeup.

My men can't seem to point it out because Myra is serious. He is shivering his shoulders slightly away from his eyes.

"But Arkland is also an unfortunate city."

The fortified city of Arkland has changed its owner four times in the last few years.

First of all, the coalition forces in the heart of Gordonia will occupy by force from the military state Arkland, where the name comes from.

It will then become Goldonian territory as the Kingdom of Triea is absorbed by Goldonia.

Now it was occupied after one paragraph and thought and setting the stage for a fierce war against the Southern Eugrian Empire, and now it is recaptured again.

Arkland has been the subject of a battle as a military stronghold because of its splendid walls.

The defensive side asks for heavy walls. The attacking side cannot proceed without a powerful fortress.

As a result, Arkland always sets the stage for fierce fighting.

Small towns near Arkland had similarly changed their owners, but had not been particularly destroyed.

Because we can't protect each other anyway, because we won't defend each other, and we will be occupied intact and reclaimed repeatedly.

"I don't know what the walls are for for the guy who lives there."

There is no taking care of the city every time it is doomed because of the walls that should protect it.

Leoporto and Tristan, who were just out to see what was going on in the neighborhood, come back. There seemed to be no particular abnormality.

Oh, Tristan flipped in the rubble at his feet. It's the dull one.

Leopold looks down at it with no expression.

So what a fall to Leopold...... no the guildless bumped from behind.

Leoporto stares at the guildless without changing his expression after falling more grandly than Tristan.

But the muscle mastery hasn't even noticed the bump.

I can see that. Leoporto should be pretty angry with that one.

Tristan offers his hand like he's in trouble, but Leoporto stands up ignoring it.

Stand up and point to the west and south and say something.

I can see that. That's a blindfold.

Unpleasant sights pop in while I soothe myself to tease Leoporto later.

It is the voice of the inhabitants sobbing, and the flock of coffins carried out of the city.

Naturally. The city has broken to this point, but there can be no one who lives there unharmed.

It is decided that the corresponding dead are out.

"Ugh mesa......"

A middle-aged woman, supposedly a family of the dead, glances at me and turns away.

Obviously it was an eye of censure, but there's no way you can complain about the army that recaptured the city.

It would have been the only resistance of a middle-aged woman to lose her family to turn a blind eye without a word of welcome.

I pass by without saying anything.

Then I hear Eirich from nearby.

If you do your gaze, it looks like you're speaking on top of the burnt leftovers.

"Gentlemen, in this battle our army has defeated the enemy. You will return to a kingdom greater than an outrageous invader!

Big deal. I'm glad I'm not the general.

"As we all know, the dastardly hands of the Southern Eugrian Empire made the kingdom temporarily disadvantaged. But this battle will be a major turning point. A great counterattack begins!

Brave move. But now even though the people's nori is bad, does Eirih realize?

"On the other hand, I also understand that you are just not happy with the victory. Many battles will devastate the city, and many will have lost their families. I do not take lightly that the city has been taken by the outrageous Southern Eugrian Empire. The same goes for all our sacrifices."

When Eirich hands down gently, several carriages of carriage come in front of him.

Has the heavy force finally caught up with you that you were leaving behind in the forcible army?

When the cover of the load is removed, the residents cheer wacky.

The carriage was exactly loaded with gold coins.

"If you are an Arkland resident, give five gold coins per person without exception, from the elderly to the children, and those who have lost their bodies shall be doubled. And of course, we'll share the food without a shortage."

Apparently, Eirich noticed the residents' air as well.

Sprinkling gold is a cheap but sure hand. The people who were somewhere chilling for the victory speech are also thriving at once.

"I won't give back the family I lost with my money. But with the money, except for the rubble, rebuild the house and tomorrow..."

Soldiers are paying residents gold coins as the speech continues.

I feel like Eirich is unnaturally distracting himself from the mountain of gold coins.

My face is also cramped...... maybe I'm self-inflicted.

I don't know if the people will be convinced, but at least there's no more air to blame us.

If a fool is on the stage, scream "Long live you've won," "Southern Euglia weak," "You guys rejoice," and scream economically.

I may have given a speech just to buy the objection, but that's just how Eirich can read the situation on the ground.

There's nothing I can do.

It's like I'm hitchhiking on Eirich that makes me squeak out, which is bad.

That's what I thought, off the boulevard, when I entered the alley.

"Ahhh!?

I hear a loud woman, I hear butterflies and footsteps.

When I look back, the woman peeks seriously into my face and speaks up.

"I knew it, captain then..."

Okay, well, like I've seen it somewhere.

"You forgot!? See, when the kingdom of Arkland was destroyed..."

Well, I don't know one thing right now.

But as I look at a woman's fleshy good ass, I remember a lot.

I remembered a butthole from behind in the back alley.

Certainly the first battle. He is a former dancer whore who was making a fool of himself when he occupied the city after the battle of Goldonia's destruction of the Allies and Arkland. That's familiar.

I tried to have a hug with a woman, but the woman doesn't respond very well.

When I make sure I remember, I distance myself softly, and I glance at the root of my eyebrows.

And a word.

"I thought you'd protect me."

The expression I showed was disappointment and slight anger. The words sting my heart.

My hands are still too small to protect every woman in Arkland.

An enemy ambushed the war. A rear unit was hit.

There are as many excuses as there are, but it's all an excuse on this occasion.

"Sorry."

So just apologize.

"My coworker's daughter got caught up in it and died. When one loses. The second one got caught in the fire yesterday."

I don't care what you think, my powers don't extend. I may not be able to prevent the same thing from happening tomorrow.

So just apologize.

"I'm underpowered. Sorry."

The woman approaches gradually and punches me in the stomach with a boss.

No matter, it doesn't hurt or itch. It's just that the woman doesn't seem to be squirting, she seems to be really fisting.

"Later... Eight younger brothers... told me to stay home... trying to find me..."

I won't let you say any more, I'll hold the woman tight.

"It was my fault. If I were stronger."

Of course it's not possible that I could have protected her family.

But now it's not a place for excuses or arguments. All I have to do is comfort the woman.

If she wants to blame me, she can blame me as much as she wants.

The woman puts her face on my chest plate and keeps punching me in the stomach.

"Why did you abandon the city... if you abandon it, don't take it back... and then my brother won't..."

"Sorry. Sorry."

I even stroke my shoulder while a woman punches me in the stomach.

I kind of know what she thinks.

My body died involved in a battle between giant monsters called the country.

The causes are Southern Euglia and Goldonia, but they are both too big to hate and become vague.

Then the spearhead is the army that fought over the city. But if you curse the army of your own country that won the war, it's going to be a big deal.

That's why you're blaming me for 'Captain'.

Whatever I was told, you didn't get mad, and you thought you'd take it.

That means you believe me in a way.

I hear a small whisper from around me.

Soon the inhabitants nearby had gathered.

"That's Hearty, isn't it? What the hell is he dealing with?

"Goldonian soldier? We just finished hunting for the remnants of the party, so why don't we... we're done looking for a home?"

"Huh!? He's got a crest on him!

"Shoulder Seal...... Black One-Color...... Whoa, you're lying. Oh, no!

Ignore the blurring and continue stroking the woman in your arms - 'Hearty'.

I remember the name being said now, but it doesn't change the way I think of a woman.

"... calmed down. I'm sorry... it's going to break my heart if I don't hit someone."

"Ooh."

I'll get my body off Harty.

At the same time, she seems to have noticed a landmark chapter on my armor.

All I'm saying is I did it, and my crying face turns a little blue.

"... uh, captain?

"Ooh."

Sue and the surrounding inhabitants keep away as the water pulls.

I'm not impressed with abandoning a woman and running away.

"The captain... how many captains are you?

I break my finger remembering the damage report.

"About 50,000 captains."

At the same time the doors of Batan and the surrounding houses close.

But are you interested? The windows only open slightly, and only the eyes peek through the holed walls.

"... Could I have done it? This is what happens?

Hearty tries to strangle herself.

"No, this is what happens"

But I hold her again and hold her tight.

At the same time, I turn my voice around.

"Some other guys will have no place to go anger. You'll never get mad, so hit me. But only for women."

If a man hits me eight or something, I'll probably kill him.

Then fourteen or five girls came out of a house.

The girl had bright red eyes and approached me silently...... she kept her cheeks up.

From the house around you: 'Hiya!' and his voice leaks.

"How did you go wrong with the soldiers and your mother!! How did you know your mother was armed?

I'll take another round trip, but I'll take it without being slight.

That's when the girl cries her knees about the ground.

You were relieved that you didn't blame her for the sudden plagiarism. Residents come out one after the other skinning her cries.

They curse at me, slap me on the chest plate and belly and cry.

I took those eight hits, apologized for whatever they said, and as I continued to comfort them, gradually the curse ceased, and gradually the women just hugged me and cried.

"Don't you have to slap me?

"No... no more... I don't mind that"

Thirty miles of woman hugs me in the stomach.

"I lost my husband...... much easier. I'll find a new man."

"Whoa. Do it."

Sixteen or so daughters hug each other on the back.

"My parents are missing... and I'm going to live hard with three little sisters"

"When it gets painful, you can count on me. You can use your name at will."

Residents around have not reacted badly either.

At least there's no more air of Goldonian army hatred here.

Looks like you did a little work on Eirich's shoulder.

The noise is over and Hearty comes next to me as I sit under a burnt tree resting.

"Captain - uh, hardlet border..."

"Captain's fine."

I pull in with Harty's shoulder. There was no resistance at all.

"Then you're the captain... that's amazing. If only the Royal Army hadn't come a while ago - I would have had a cup of people who said... it would have completely subsided."

"Only for women."

"Heh heh, guys get gold too and shut up."

Hearty also shows me ten gold coins in her hands again.

"Enough?

"There's no reason enough - the house is burned, the shop is a battlefield and a sea of blood... you can't use it anymore. South Eugenian soldiers fled in because it was a big store at our whorehouse poorly - and the Royal Army came in after it, and it was no longer tearful."

Involving whorehouses and other incompetences. I want you to hang the commanders of both armies.

"At the end of the day, a bunch of Mukkimuki came into an avalanche and settled."

It would be better not to ask for details.

"But you have a strong objection to the outing. Was it bad to lose once again?"

I say as I hold Hearty.

If you see the army lose in front of you, your trust in the kingdom is shaky and natural.

Then she looks complicated and then checks to see if there are any kingdom soldiers around before she leans her ear.

"I don't know if I can say this... it wasn't so bad after the occupation of southern Euglia ~"

Hearty cuts the words short and peeks at my complexion, but goes on safely when she sees that I'm just showing interest.

"The only thing that even after it was occupied by southern Euglia was to leave the city on its own. Nothing was particularly terrible after that... and you didn't push me into the house and get offended or anything stolen at all. If I may say so, it was worse the first time the Arkland Kingdom lost."

"Hmm. That's interesting."

"I also had a glass of soldiers in my whorehouse... they held me scattered, but they paid me no price... blah, blah, blah, blah. I could have made a lot of money. Well," Don't forget your loyalty to Gordonia, "or" You're kicking us out of our city, "whoever was breathing was thrown into the barn. That's what I have to say. Nothing."

The Southern Eugrian Empire is repeatedly outrageous on a national basis, but from the point of view of its inhabitants, is that not the case?

"The call of our whorehouse. Oh, my God. I was too close to the great guys in the Southern Eugrian Army... the captains freaked out and chased me south before they entered the city."

Residents who were excessively intimate, albeit under occupation, may have something later.

This is unexpectedly important information.

I may be complacent, but I can't hear raw voices from residents inside in Eirich.

Few of them would have livered to say to the Supreme Commander of their own army, 'Enemy rule was easy to live by,' etc.

It was worth taking the women's eight wins.

And what a fresh mood to be cursed and beaten by a poor woman.

Shall we do it to Nonna and Mel next time?

I look at Hearty again as I think about it.

He's 25 years old and a little over 150 cm tall. He's pretty small, but his breasts are huge.

My hair is brown and my skin is generally tanned.

There is a nasty vibe corresponding to the active whore, and the shirt and skirt with wide open clothes and chest are fairly short at thirty centimeters above the knee.

He's not even going to hide his underwear, and I can see some black underwear that looks fancy.

"... do you want to?

Hearty takes my hand with a laugh.

"How did you know?

"Because from my face, my chest, my belly, my legs, and finally my groin, my gaze moves. You know the whole thing."

Move your legs as you say and your skirt turns too short.

There is a sweet voice from earlier. Was it her sales style, even though she didn't at first?

"How much?

All of a sudden it may suck to negotiate prices, but for a whore this is food for life. It reassures me to go in from talking about gold first. You can't live without being held properly.

Most of the time, I get a clear price here, but Hearty puts her fingers around my chest.

"Um ~ As I said earlier, the house is burning... and the store is a mess"

Hearty peeking at her superiors. My hand picks my sleeve properly.

I remember this bruised modus operandi look unlike the natural flow that Celia and Pipi do.

Often you have sick brothers and your household is in pain, you are about to be sold out of debts made by your parents, and the wife you know wants to brag about the oversized jewels and confront them.

Is it just Nonna at the end?

"I don't need money... I won't take any money from you... I want the captain to take care of me."

"Whoa. I got it."

I hold Hearty and convey my willingness to consent with my voice and body.

"Good... routine, come on"

Hearty exhales in relief and sees it in my arm and calls someone.

"Doh, guys."

What came out was a boy with an escort and a bandage on one arm and one leg.

I narrow my eyes and look at Hearty.

"It's my brother. I broke my arm and leg in the battle winding. Heh."

Sure, she didn't tell me her brother was dead.

But this is just a little dastardly.

"Can't...?

Sleeve pull on bruised upper eye, once in a while.

Things that are deliberately cute are cute.

"No, I don't mind."

Only women are allowed to be cowardly in the deception between men and women.

"But the war still continues. You can say you'll take care of him."

"The captain is a great captain ~? Then it's not surprising to be about a dedicated whore. Routine's my caregiver."

Well, that's okay.

I also feel like Celia is going to be mad at me again, but I can't help but say I'll take care of her.

Rumor has it Celia will come this way as she roars.

Apparently you sniffed my signs.

I raise my hand towards Celia, and she gives a bright look for a moment, then becomes faceless as she realizes something when she sees Hearty next door.

The eyes are not good. Instead of erasing Celia's cuteness, only her eyes look like Leopold.

I can hear screams from the building beside me as I walk staring into my eyes that made me look like Leoporto of Celia.

"No!! Stop it!

"Piris, don't yell at me. Stay with me! 'Cause I'm gonna make you feel better soon."

"Though! Though!!

Look at me with Hearty's anxious face.

Whatever you hear, it's the voice of a woman about to be raped.

Neither I nor Eirich, of course, tolerate any abuse in the city.

In the first place, Arkland is the city of my country that I recaptured.

"Come, Celia."

"Yes! We will succeed and defeat the undelivered!

Leoporto finally disappeared from Celia's eyes.

I follow my voice and kick through the door of a half-broken private house.

"It's a good courage to offend a woman in front of me. I'll knock you out."

What was happening ahead of the jump was an act as imagined.

A man is stretching over a woman who has been laid on her back, his mouth blocked with his hands.

Besides, the familiar face was Yarkoff.

It is the caught last name that is laid together.

"This woman tried to escape twice. I was wondering if one shot would make you grow up... and taste it."

The lowest surname is crying in vain as she gets her mouth blocked but struggles to get her crotch together.

"... hey"

"But of course it's not like rape! This kind of woman feels it if she puts a bullet in it, so if you let her feel it even after the fact, she'll be raped."

That's true, but it looks too harsh.

Like Yarkov laying his last name together, it's a diagram of a girl who gets fucked by a bandit completely.

Plus it's too late for excuses.

Celia is already jumping.

"Mud on Master Eigil's face."

Celia leaps on both legs and flies straight towards Yarkov.

"Shh, miss."

Celia twists her body in the air as it is, shaking her right leg.

It's a right flying kick with all the help you can get.

Yarkov, on the other hand, can't handle it at all because of his posture of grabbing the legs of his lowest surname and laying them together.

Still no rushing colors on Yarkov.

I guess it's because Celia's wearing sandals now.

Because Celia and Yarkov's confrontational differences are known for the power of kicking if they're not wearing iron military shoes.

Not as much if you hit your groin straight like the other day, but in your current position, it only hits your back or butt.

"Ha, they'll do it again."

Yarkov laughs in mild condition.

And Celia's spinning kick hits her ass...

"Awww!!

"Yah!!

Yarkov's dirty screams, and also screams from kicked Celia.

Celia jumps back at the same time as she kicks, hands on the ground and comes back half a spin.

What happened? What happened?

"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 It's perfect!!

Celia turns the water bottle upside down on her hips and sprinkles water on her right toe, shaking all dirty.

"Kay, hit me straight in the ass hole...... oh, the hole...... whoa"

Yarkov being stuffy.

But that's not the case. Understand the situation and I'll run too.

"Dear Yarkov, what's with swallowing cute Celia's nail tips up your dirty ass!

I shake my legs as thoroughly as Celia.

"Hold on! The Admiral's kick is nothing short of spills!

I will not hear the word of the undelivered.

My full kick hits Yarkoff's ass brilliantly.

――――

No wavelength screams that could be heard from Yarkov's mouth leaked.

Only the discord and the heavy shock sound of beating meat echo in the room.

The hour stops for a few seconds. And the end came.

"Fuck, I don't feel like an ass anymore - no, no. This is a bad one...... noooo!!

"Hot."

"Wow."

Celia and Hearty look away.

I'll just collect my last name and leave the room.

Let's at least have our replacement trousers delivered for pity.

I observe my last name carefully to forget the sound and smell.

"Your name was definitely Piris, wasn't it?

"I don't know!

The last name turns to Puy while he's on my shoulder.

You can spit, but it's businesslike.

"Answer Master Eigil's question!

"Hii!"

But when Celia is awesome, she starts to tremble.

I see. It's disobedient, but it doesn't seem to have the courage.

The age would not have reached twenty.

Her hair is short with blue hair, especially her forehead is decorated and patsy cut.

The skin is fine and bright white, but doesn't smell like makeup at all.

The outfit stays as it was when I caught him, wearing a tank top to wear under his armor and some pretty short trousers.

I don't have any breasts, but my butt looks small but puffy and delicious.

Even closer to the boy's shape than Celia.

"Oh, neither you nor that bandit are enemies of our empire! Just let me go and surrender."

"Shut up!"

A tall scream rises when Celia slaps Bassin and Piris in the ass.

"Kill me if you want to! I will always be ready for a clean end as His Eminence Maestus' squire."

Piris strengthens but starts trembling so much that I think Celia is joking when she pulls out her slurring sword silently.

I'm sure he's strong but scared.

There's no chance that that Maestus or any other Legion leader would have used it as a real one-armed man.

Celia's scared of haunts and bugs, but she's got guts.

"Wow! Don't say anything extra!

Celia can illuminate. Hehe, you're adorable.

"If so, are you a mistress?

"Rude! I am a loyal servant of His Excellency. I'm afraid I'm a mistress and so on... don't dishonor your Excellency!

Anyway, I'm pretty sure he's close to that male army leader.

We might get some information, so let's take care of it.

"Until then, I'll give you a break."

I look at Piris' face as I say it.

I peel my teeth off when I hear it is exaggerated... and Celia can stare at me and threaten me... Meanwhile, I care about a blank moment.

"You feel alike."

I hear another woman screaming from another building as I twist my neck. What? Again.

Peek and see...... now it's giddo.

"No, don't! Don't do it! Forgive me!"

"Then why don't you stop? I didn't do anything."

Gido is just sleeping on his back on the bed of a rough house, with a screaming woman waving her hips across it. This is not very rape.

"Uh-oh, cowardice."

"What?

Gido moves his hand for the first time and grabs the woman's hair abusively.

"Oh, that face and one thing! Giant roots in front of a boy with a child's face... there's no way a woman can turn against you!

The woman begins to move her hips in regret.

"Hehe, then use your hips bigger. Move your breasts in my belly... or suck them yourself"

Gido starts giving all sorts of instructions when he laughs niggardly.

"... he seemed great too"

"I'll kick your ass if you give me directions."

Earlier reflections or Celia says in iron military shoes.

"No good. I'll miss you this time. I'm not doing anything wrong."

Giddo roared low, relentlessly spitting out his sperm in the woman.

"I'm out. If you want me to take responsibility, I want you to do it right with your mouth."

"Ugh... I'm gonna obey you sucks... you can't resist a man and a giant root"

I abandon my giddo and start walking.

"But you've been doing a little too well lately."

Gido is accustomed to battle and play with women, becoming confident both on the battlefield and in bed.

"That's the most dangerous time. Be careful."

You won't hear me now.

And after a few moments, we march on Trisnia, the enemy's biggest stronghold.

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Ten days later, near Trisnia.

"No resistance on the road?"

Tristan answers my whine.

"The enemy wasn't expecting this march speed. I'm guessing you chose to retreat and rendezvous with your allies rather than become Arkland's two dancers in an imperfect defensive posture."

"Or has the enemy not been in sight from the beginning except for the defence of Trisnia? Considering the geographic conditions and strategic importance of the city, we can also be convinced of that."

Leopold captures it.

Incidentally, the group of Magino fortresses built by the former Trier had also become a bit of an obstacle, but they bypassed it magnificently at Eirich's direction, and the enemy apparently gave up their defense and retreated early.

I look backwards.

Unlike the first, the march is slow - not as usual and forcible.

I mean, slow-footed troops...... a bunch of siege weapons are also following closely.

"Attention is a group of enemy cavalry."

Myra says.

"Eirich is on guard with them, too. If you do it around a siege weapon, that would be a lot of escorts."

We marched together, not too far apart, in alarm of an ambush by enemy cavalry.

Conversely, enemies other than march roads are completely wild.

I see a group of enemies moving slowly towards Trisnia at the edge of their sight.

I'm guessing the troops that were protecting some town will rendezvous with Trisnia's enemy headquarters.

I would have liked to have even the cavalry out and destroyed it, but I am left alone because of my strict orders not to be scattered from Eirich.

"Both enemies and allies gather in Trisnia. Maybe we'll settle for a fight."

"I think that's what Sir Radhalde is after."

Celia says as Rin.

"Will the enemy trump cards come out again? Then I'll beat you down with this spear!

"My bow will help too!

Irigina and Luna get tempered.

"Be careful..."

"Oh, I'll make it hard on you again when I'm done. Look forward to it."

Gido talks to the woman who followed the heavy squad and looks forward.

The expression is tough in itself, confident and shimmering in the eyes.

I have a bad feeling it's going great to see.

At the end of the day, the little carriage by my side...... whining leaks from the carriage carrying Piris.

"I believe it. My brother-in-law... good luck with your martial arts..."

I see.

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The protagonist, Agil-Hardlet, 25, summer.

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's intermediary, Sex King of White Capital.

Subordinates

Myra (Militia Commander) Leoporto (Staff A) Tristan (Staff B) Celia (Battalion Commander)

Yarkov (detached) Irijina (commander) Luna (bow cavalry commander) Gido (excellent condition)

Ivanna () Brunhilde () Annette (105 princesses) Secrito ()

Piris (sister-in-law) Hearty (service whore)

Army Southern Gordonia

Protagonist Affiliation

Guard 75.

Infantry 7,000 ⇒ 7200

Cavalry 750 ⇒ 770

Archer 850 ⇒ 870

Artillery 430

Bow Cavalry 7500 ⇒ 7600

Restructuring Independent Celia Squad

Conscription + security forces 17000 ⇒ 17300

50 artillery, 25 large artillery, 16 dwarf artillery, 20 field artillery, 50 tanks.

Reinforcements/Friends

Ares Soldier 13928 ⇒ 13929

105th Corps 3800 ⇒ 3850

Fleet

Battleship Swarov Battleship Ares of Ares (?

Two large battleships, eight small transporters, 20.

Allied Forces Front Front Front Royal Army 77,000 ⇒ 78,000

Conscript 50,000 ⇒ 52,000

Enemy Force Front Front Regular 29,000

Conscript 70,000 ⇒ 75,000

Cavalry group 25000????

River West Bank Regular 40,000.

Magrad, local army, 30,000.

Meldra Fleet Destroyed. Only a few small ships.

Property Gold Coins -10000

783 experience69 children made to give birth +565