Price of Management

As we march here, the heavily stacked Horn Empire forces are piling up evil as their fatigue. There was little anger towards the Ligand territory that had been thoroughly exploiting the benefits of the mountainous terrain.

However, the Ligand Territory was also very sorry for the other party.

“Bastards of the West! ”

“Those hungry tightropes came all the way here to get something to eat! ”

“We will defend our territory! ”

“Do you think I'll get hit by a bunch of robbers? ”

Obviously, the Ligand Territory was furious with the Horn Empire troops who were after their families and property. I've been poor for a long time, and I've met a good lord. How does it feel to be robbed by a bunch of scumbags?

Long ago, the poor security of the Horn Empire and the lack of morality were so widely known throughout the continent that no one was unaware. After killing people and stealing money, they were vicious acolytes who were proud of their ‘masculinity’.

Even the most prestigious unmanned Grand Duke Romfel appeared to be the sole suspect of the bandits in the Ligand territory. If they are victorious in this fight, there is no way to pass without looting the ligand territory.

“Bring it on!”

“Never retreat! ”

The Ligand Territories fought with all their might.

Designed to work as hard as the first fortress, the second fortress did not fall even to the ongoing attack by the Horn Empire.

One-on-one combat.

The Marlborough, commander of the Royal Air Force, finds the dangerous part of the enemy like a ghost and strikes with a concentrated attack. But every time they did, Richard Buck and Hadin backed them up and stopped them. The movements of the Ligand Territory are moving closer this time because the Lord's Vale is directly in command.

“Damn it!”

The dried bird spits out a swear word.

This time I had no choice but to accept the verdict.

They know this side will wage a total war, and they've been defending with all their might as well. I knew I could buy some time if I went through a hard time.

‘That's why I don't like having a capable opponent. ’

The dried up cockroach reminded me of what Duke Romfel used to say, just like his teacher and father. I admired the intrepid enemy I met on the battlefield, but I said I wanted to kill the smart one.

Seeing the exhausted soldiers, the dried remnant had no choice but to make a decision.

“All forces retreat! ”

The Grand Duke Romfel forces retreat, leaving the second fortress before his eyes like a tidal wave.

The Ligand Territories of Fort 2 are screaming.

“We've won! ”

“Hahaha! They're getting away! ”

“How's it taste! You bastards!”

“It's no big deal! ”

The dried mason grips his fist and grips his teeth as it resonates in the keep.

‘Wait a little longer. ’

After that day's retreat, the Royal Air Force had a great rest. Rest is for the soldiers, of course, but the dried remnants have no rest. He has a headache due to the problem of supplying supplies to this mountain. The terrain was so rough that it was hard to find a way for a wagon to travel.

‘If we don't find a proper supply line, we won't be able to. ’

If the wagon doesn't find a way, the soldiers will have to carry food. It was a loss of power that required a large number of troops to be returned to the supply system except in combat.

‘There will be a way. ’

The dried bird was sure.

The presence of the first and second fortresses proves that.

If you don't have a proper supply route, how can a fortress be built in such a rugged area where farming is impossible?

Apparently, there is a supply road, and the snitch judged that the ligand territorial forces deliberately concealed it.

‘The veil is enough for him to do. He was a man who stood in the way of victory. ’

He was not of noble birth, nor did he acquire formal military knowledge.

That's why the Lord's Vale was a unique way of conducting. The creative tactics, which do not obstruct the means and methods, often surprised even the dried bird who was dealing with them.

‘He's the one who wants to see his face when he wins. But it doesn't go easy on you. ’

The dried bird formed a separate search party and wandered around the area. The dried bird wandered around looking for supply routes.

At the end of three days, the dried pieces finally achieved results.

“Haha, you clever bastard. ”

The dried wood laughs, looking at the hidden path of fallen trees, rocks, and bushes. He must have done this while burning down the first fortress and retreating.

The strategy of the Ligand Territory group, which was meticulously prepared, was surprising.

And I couldn't help but feel fulfilled.

“Good. Show me what you got. I will triumph over what you have prepared. ”

Transporting munitions to the routes you have found has resulted in a smooth supply of Rompel Air Force. You resupply the liquor and rest well while boosting the morale of the soldiers.

And after eight days of relaxation, the dried cockroach was once again under attack.

“It's time to show them hell. The Pokémon attacks without turning back. The fortress is where our steps stop! ”

“Old-fashioned! ”

“Charge!”

“Waaaahhhh!! ”

Raiders from the Rompel Air Force, encouraged by the dried bird, charge in unison. The dried bird approaches the battlefield and commands it himself. For some reason, the attack by the Royal Air Force was more vigorous than the previous Blitz War.

Meanwhile, the veil sees this and thinks that in order to kill the enemy's vigor, we need to make the dried bird retreat.

“Aim for the enemy commander in the Ranger Troop. ”

Hundreds of archers shoot arrows at the dried birdie. The soldiers of the nearby Grand Duke Rompel scream in surprise as a hundred arrows are poured out on the parched bird.

“Birch! It's dangerous! ”

“You have to avoid it! ”

The dried bird looks at the roaring soldiers and smirks.

“What are you so afraid of? Yippee!”

He draws his sword and swings it.

Before he was commander, Marjoried was also an unmanned member of the Order Expert, court-martialed by Duke Romfeld.

Papa Papa Pot!

An error in the sword swept through the room, bouncing off all the arrows.

“Waaaah!”

“The Dried Bird! ”

The soldiers marveled.

The dried bird shouts excitedly.

“See? There's nothing to fear from an enemy attack! Keep attacking!”

With enough rest and encouragement, the Grand Duke of Rompel launches a terrifying attack.

The damage to the Ligand territory begins to increase as you struggle with the chargers climbing up the wooden fence.

One day, two days....

On the third day of the resumption, Baron Bautel said.

“Isn't it time for you to step back? ”

“Mmmm... ”

The veil's face was filled with a distressing glow. He was also conflicting whether to retreat or not. Knowing that feeling, Baron Bautelle laughs and says.

“Just stepping back means I don't want to give my enemies a cheerful victory, and as we continue to fight, our allies start to do more damage. It's a conflict, right?”

The veil sighs and nods.

“That's right. I just don't want to give it back. ”

“I was stimulated by the presence of the master of the enemy who came directly to the battlefield. That's why the enemy is so demoralized, you might want to do something about it. ”

“That's right.”

A dried bird that boosts the morale of soldiers by firing arrows and throwing them all away.

The veil was what caused the stimulus.

Greed wants to hit something big!

“But you've put them in enough trouble. Long enough for the second fortress. I was worried that they were progressing too fast to take the First Fortress. Luckily, they made up their minds here, too. ”

“You have my word. Let's retreat.”

“Good thinking. ”

As such, the Ligand Territory abandons its second stronghold and prepares to retreat.

Rex, the commander of the guard, came to me with an offer.

“Can we light another fire in retreat? ”

“Fire? But the second fortress is not ready for the fireworks like last time……. ”

The veil's tail is blurred. His eyes widened. Rex laughed at the response of such a lieutenant.

“They're such big dandies. Wouldn't a little fire knock them out?" ”

Lex's little operation was adopted.

Over time, by nightfall, the ligand territory had begun a full-scale retreat.

“That's it! Take down the fort! ”

The dried bird shouts happily. Not only the Chargers, but also the Spearman and the Archers as well. Victory is imminent.

At that time, the black smoke rising from various parts of the fortress's wooden bookshelves surprised me.

“Fire?”

"Not again." ’

The anxious jerky immediately stopped the attack.

“Halt! Stop the attack and stand down! ”

Thanks to a brief retreat from the Royal Air Force, the Ligand Army has been able to retreat without being harmed.

Only moments later, the parrot realizes he was deceived. A trivial trick from a drunken enemy just gave me a false laugh.

“Enough. Leave the fleeing enemies alone. Take the Stronghold and contain the fire. ”

“Old!”

The second fortress fell into the hands of the Royal Air Force.