Sevens

"The right wing of the central unit retreats. I thought we should retreat the left wing, too."

Listening to Monica, I was watching an ally who was desperately enduring ahead. General Blower's command centre is strong. But the central army - its right and left wing - had collapsed.

In addition to the heavy attacks of the Walt family, plain battles continued when perseverance was also shown. The left and right wings were retreating, and the battle was about to enter the tenth day with the center protruding.

It's rare in the field, but this one is kind of a caged castle battle in a way. Now I had to endure it.

"Issue a decree. Keep retreating. Send the injured back."

Troops and soldiers sent backwards are being restructured there. Even with one reinforcement after another, there were more injured people now than reinforcements.

Monica says to me.

"... Chicken bastard, I advance the retreat. I thought it would be useless any more."

I held my fist.

- The Walt family faction.

Near the tent was Meisel looking over the battlefield. The battlefield looks heavily inclined toward the Meisels.

Even if reinforcements came one after the other from the rear, it was only a matter of time before the opponent immediately made an effort because more enemies were down.

Yet somewhere Myzel didn't like it.

"That's odd. I don't feel as handy as the first day."

Sitting in a chair and whining, Bayle, who is also a deputy secretary, against Meisel's opinion.

"Didn't they sharpen their wars a lot on the second day? Besides, on the right wing, the Foxz are fighting each other. Because we continue to retreat in a flashy way, and our left-wing enemies stand back and the center protrudes."

Meisel nodded.

"That's a fortress in a way. I made it, but it's hard to change the formation. In addition, are you unable to move? I know that, but I can't help it."

If you change formation ad hoc, you fight, and the army moves as ordered under Meisel's command. Bansaim's strongest wasn't Dada, the army really seemed like one creature.

For that reason, everyone thought the victory was close. Thought so, but Meisel remembered something caught on. I might have given advice if it had been for the Gerard of the Fox family, but now it was a situation where I couldn't fight my own daughter off on the right wing.

Bail feels Myzel's anxiety.

"Sure, a separate squad was shot down by the enemy, but if you look at the whole thing, it's only a small problem. If we push the enemy in like this, the enemy will escape from the position they have built. Wouldn't it be easier to win if we went into a chase from there?

Meisel nodded as she put her hand on her chin.

(That's right. Sure, that's fine. But I've read all that in this hand on the first day and handled this battle swinging...... it's certainly hard to get soldiers to fight as ordered, but then I could have collapsed sooner)

Not in the field, but in the sense that he was attacking even the enemy fort, Meisel remembered his father's face.

(... With that said, my father had no one left to the right if he let the castle or fort attack down)

Why, now... did you remember my father's face? Meisel was just a little concerned...

Night.

I was looking up at the night sky as I watched my own troops begin to withdraw.

Then Eva approaches.

"I'm sorry when I'm looking at the stars, but I've got a lot to report. I don't know if it's an enemy guerrilla or a recon, but I left those guys behind."

Eva is an elf and her ankles are stronger than those of a coarse soldier, etc. Besides, he leads the Dark Elves, the elves who live in the woods. I was good at these kinds of work with fast legs on top of being strong in the dark night.

"... bad. Push the busy job."

"Fine. I want something in return. Because the cooperating Dark Elves are more for themselves than for Lyell."

I laughed a little.

"I doubt it's the other way around. Regarding the woods near South Bame, right? If you're going to manage it, I'm going to give it to you. But don't be too closed."

Eva shrugged her shoulders, looking at me with jito eyes.

"You can't just pull it off right now. South Bame is close, and we need AC. But was it good? Adele said that if you think about South Bame, you should cut open the water field and develop it around there?

Mr. Adele says he could have done better in the other woods if he was going to give me an elf. This seems to be the reason because it could be sufficient for the development of South Baym.

From me, I needed to add something to Southbame.

"That's okay. It's a problem if you look only at Baim, because if you look at the whole continent, you need it. Besides, I'm a man of my word."

Eva listens to me like that.

"The only promise I can make, right? Well, that's fine. He seems to care, so I wanted to make sure."

Everyone acts for their own benefit. I wouldn't call that bad. But if you use people, you have to know what they want.

I guess if I didn't aim for the Emperor or something, I wouldn't have had to bother my head about that. I just couldn't turn back.

"... Eva, do you have a minute?

"What? I'm on a break right now, that's fine."

I tell Eva to look back.

"A little, seventh generation - I want to talk to you about Broad Walt. Look, I'm giving you information for the song."

Smiling, Eva laughed a little. It seems more interesting than disgusting. At first, she seemed proud of her ancestors, but Eva seemed to enjoy hearing both good and bad things about her historical contemporaries.

"Fine. I'll finish it for you someday. But then the rest... is Lyell's father, who's fighting now, and the third man, right?

I nodded.

"Oh, yeah. The third generation will talk about it again."

- That was the day Lyell was heading to the battlefield.

The sight reflected in the seventh generation memory room was that of Meisel and Claire holding the baby. Claire had a tired look but seemed happy, and Meisel was building a neighborhood under her eyes.

"Here we go, Claire! And it's a boy!

Meisel was happy. And so is Claire. That's all it meant to be able to have a boy.

'Yes! But now, if this kid is safe and big, that's all... oh, thank you so much for being born, Lyell'

Lyle - That was the sight of Lyle when she was born. Old Broad and Xenoa were also on the spot and impressed.

"Wow, my grandson? I can't believe you're so cute. And, but also my grandson, the Walt family son! You have to raise them hard!

"... it's not convincing to buy everything for you and your grandchildren. What is it? I even bought toys and clothes until I was about three years old. That's what I buy after I talk to my family. '

'Xenoa, don't be so mad at me. Look, if you happen to go to Central, they're selling you.'

"… the merchants have heard that their grandchildren will be born, and they are trying to keep your eyes open! deceived me. '

When Broad and Xenoa were talking, Meisel fell on the spot wondering if she couldn't sleep until she was born. The women and broads who were in the room panicked.

"Meiseru! Don't hold on!

Xenoa slapped Broad in the back of the head as Broad grabbed his shoulders with both hands and rocked back and forth.

'It is you who calm down! What are you doing to my Meisel... I'll take you to your room in a minute'

Claire was also in a panic with Awaaaa while holding the baby, but only the baby being held had a small abduction to relax.

He was laughing a little sad as Lyell saw such a sight.

"Something is a little surprising from now on. There were times like this."

Then Broad rang his finger. Immediately after, the surrounding sights stain gray to reflect different scenes.

That was the Walt family mansion, with little Lyell running around. There are those boneless knights around Lyell like that...

"Young lady, please wait!

The ladies and knights were also chasing Lyell, who ran around laughing. Then, when he was still young, Bail caught Lyle, and held him up.

"Dear Ryer, don't bother everyone."

"Beyiyu!

"Ahahahaha, it's Bail, Master Lyell."

No tongue. But if you think you're not even two years old, it would be amazing to be running around. The seventh generation talked to Lyell laughing.

'You were growing fast these days. Running around the mansion with vigor and curiosity. "

As Lyell looked embarrassed, he was a little sad to see the sights around him. The people in the mansion were smiling at themselves.

"... you were indeed a trail when I was alive. And it was expected from everyone. And that's all you had."

The seventh generation turned to Lyell.

"Well, Lyell... shall we get down to business"

When Lyell and the seventh generation turned to each other, the sights around stopped time, stained gray and collapsed away -.

- The next day.

"Enemy units, we are abandoning our headquarters and starting our escape!

Flying up to the word of the decree, Meisel immediately gives the decree while wearing his gear.

"Prepare for pursuit! Out. I didn't expect to escape within the night... but if we keep attacking Rufence like this, it's not a big deal... No!

As his men hurried to put their armor on Meisel, he was ready and Meisel went out of the tent.

My men were rushing to gather under Meisel.

"Dear Meisel, it looks like the enemy has not escaped yet."

Meisel screamed as Bail approached to report.

"Prepare my horse, too. We'll keep pursuing them with the whole army."

"But! You don't have to go after Master Meisel."

To Bail's words, Meisel says back.

"This is all we've got. We're enemies. Return to your territory and you may be consolidating your defenses. There's no reason to go deep. I don't think we're going to lose, but this one's going to do a lot of damage. Pursuit, then retreat."

Determined dangerous no more, Meisel thought Ryer would prefer a defensively skewed formation. In fact, I don't see much of an attitude to attack even if I try. If that happens, I may be quite prepared in the territory.

"If you're too far away to reach my skills, this one is in danger on the contrary. Remember, enemies are skill specialists. What, it just hits lightly. I'll leave the escort to you."

"Ha!"

Under Meisel's orders, the army moved out for pursuit. A horse is prepared, and as Meisel crosses, an advance team enters the enemy formation to destroy the fence and so on. Fences and plates for irresistible defense are destroyed and burned.

And the Walt army started the chase. What the troops who broke through the fort and went into pursuit found were the fleeing enemy troops.

An army that sees far-sighted escape to one place moves toward it. Fortunately, the army began to move at the commander's discretion because there was no way out.

Meisel was also moving on, protected by an escort.

But.

"Weird."

Meisel shrugged so when she saw the sights around her. The path of gradual narrowing was deliberately prepared. Plus, I can't feel the sadness of the enemies on the run. And it wasn't much.

Head to Bail, who was nearby, says Meisel.

"We're leaving. It's more dangerous than that. And let the magic shield unfold."

It was the moment Bail tried to give the order. I could hear gunpowder exploding nostalgia. The sound of shaking the air reminds me of Broad, my father. In addition, there was an explosion behind the Misers.

"What the fuck!

When Meisel looked back, she couldn't stop seeing if the allies couldn't control the horse. Now if you stop and change direction, you will fall. All I had to do was look back, and what I saw there was two troops lined up in a small high place firing at the rear of the Misers with guns.

"A gun!

When Meisel screamed, so did Bail.

"Dear Meisel, be careful - they're even bringing out cannons!

"He said it was cannon. Why can't I prevent that?

No one could answer Meisel's question -.

- Troops that were hiding.

Those two units were positioned to cross the path through which the enemy would pass. And they're firing guns so that the rays intersect.

To avoid shooting allies, and the enemy was on a crossing ray, unable to move. The magic shield is unfolding, but it will be attacked with cannons and improved guns brought from Baim. Plus it's a ton of bullet rain.

It was gradually becoming unprotected and causing more damage.

Commanding one of those troops was Alette, who was to be married in the first place.

He borrowed troops from Lyell and was under the command of a unit with a gun under the guidance of his husband, Baldoor.

"See, the soldiers of Bansaim! This is me and... my husband! It's a joint effort with!

Then the deputy officer of the unit sighed beside Aret. He is a servant of the Landberg family that Baldoor brought, and this time a man who was taken up by a visionary knight. Such a man is beside Aret, because Aret shall be his master's wife.

"Ma'am, there are many soldiers from Bansaim who are now leading, so be careful what you say"

"Shh, I'm sorry! Yes, no, that's not what I meant."

He turned his gaze forward again as his deputy shook his head to the side.

"I was able to split up successfully. The horseback riding squad doesn't seem to listen to a horse surprised by the sound either. Don't stop suddenly, you've moved on."

Alette corrected her posture, coughing deliberately.

"Right. As planned. The enemy despises guns and artillery. Using it to pinch..."

"No. If it doesn't work well, it can't work. I haven't been able to defeat them as much as I thought I would."

We're rolling out Magic Shields, and we're not doing as much damage to our enemies as we thought. It was just a huge success as an ambush. The confused army of the Walt family gradually began to recover and send soldiers to the units of Aret and Baldoor.

"Come!

As Alette tries to pull out her sword, Eliza on the horse puts her wand on her shoulder.

"You keep attacking. The enemy won't let us get close."

On the other side, Gracia is protecting Baldoor. And that was convenient for the Lyells.

A major unit led by Lyell was about to storm a detached, prominent unit.

Eliza says.

"Let us keep our enemies separate. If we can take the enemy general's neck, this battle will be our victory. Besides... I won't let Lyell get in the way. Let's get started."

When Eliza pointed her wand at the enemy she came at, an arrow of ice broke out around Eliza. That number is in excess of a few hundred, piercing the enemy's magic shield that came towards him when he was released simultaneously and stabbing him one after the other.

The Lyells have begun to fight back...