Day two of the meeting Weather cloudy

The First Army, led by Lamberto, waits in advance for the Fire Archers to learn the lesson of the previous day's defeat. Against the penetration of the Iron and Steel Cavalry, he showed his defensive stance.

Meanwhile, the Steel Cavalry Corps led by Georg, who decorated the first battle with victory. There was no effective plan to deal with the attack by fire arrows, and the attack lacked glory.

As a result, there are no flashy clashes like the previous day, ending in sporadic skirmishes. In the meantime, the main battlefield was moving to a single wing.

Major General Ellman commands the left wing of the Royal Army. Though of civilian origin, he stopped in Paul's eyes and continued to ascend to the rank of Major General. He is one of the few who can pronounce authority in his defense.

"My lord, the enemy cavalry stands out!

Lieutenant Lewis speaks up. As the fierce battle rages, about five hundred cavalry troops push in fury as they raise their earthquakes.

"Don't panic. The enemy is laying a line of moons. Obviously, the goal is to divide this line. Use the archers unfolding left and right, and fire arrows simultaneously."

A Herald under Ellman's command immediately flies instructions to the captain who leads the Archer. Archers squeeze their bows in a flowing motion, releasing arrows simultaneously. The arrow struck the cavalry with a sharp wind incision.

With hissing, the horses raise their front legs high, and the cavalry is swung down to the ground one after the other.

But it still doesn't stop the whole advance. He stuck it in as if he was being driven away by something.

"Hih! And, enemies, I won't stop! I'm going in!

One archer raises his voice like a crier.

"Don't freak out! Keep letting the arrows go!

Following the orders of the angry captain, two, three shots and arrows are fired on him. Each time, a body stabbed by an arrow is mass-produced. Did the cavalry, which eventually reduced its number to half, finally turn up the sound? The horse was inverted and began to crumble.

"My lord, the enemy has begun to crumble. I was wondering if we should move on to pursuit."

Ellman strokes his jaw to Lewis, who advances the chase.

"─ Right. Doesn't pursuing here cause extra suspicion to the enemy..."

If it had been, Ellman would have given instructions for pursuit before Lewis' advance. But all this time, judgment was delayed.

"What? What the hell does that mean?

"No, I'm sorry. Let the cavalry chase you. The number would be about four hundred rides. But don't go after him. Let them fry you in the right place."

"Ha! Now we're going into the chase right away!

Lewis immediately skips the chase instructions and runs the conductor. Looking sideways, Ellman turns his back on the operation. This operation, with Olivia as its spindle, has only been informed by some of the polar humans. Because I feared entering the ears of my enemies only on the assumption of an ambush.

The basic strategy is not to go into aggressive offense until you ambush. Each unit leader has been given strict orders not to act at his discretion.

It is Paul's intention to hold back as much soldier wear as possible than Fort Casper's offense is holding back. That's why too passive a battle raises doubts. Fight as hard as you can, but the enemy strikes successfully. And I won't let you have any extra suspicion on your side of the enemy.

When this is a more difficult task than he thought, Ellman exhales a small sigh as he scratches his thinner hair.

(I know it's okay because Lieutenant General Paul is someone I trust... but I didn't know a fifteen-year-old girl would hold the fate of this battle. what face the enemy will look like if he finds out)

Thinking of a silver-haired girl in the corridor of Fortress Gallia, Ellman issued the next order to Lewis.

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-The Imperial Army's right-wing headquarters.

"How dare you come back to congratulate me. You shameless bastard!

A man wrapped in a luxurious costume, not resembling a battlefield, twitches with a tall voice as he spits. His name is Major General Minute Or-Stocks. He is a senior nobleman and is famous for his unusually high temperament.

I feel small for it and will never come forward unless it becomes an extra favorable situation.

If a subordinate plays a lethargy, he rebels hard, and if he succeeds, he acts as if he is his own kung fu. It is not enough vessel to entrust one wing very much if it were meant to be. However, he was promoted as commander-in-chief of the right wing this time because he draws the blood of the royal family, albeit remotely.

"My lord, that's about it already. This man has also lost a large number of his men and regrets it."

Lieutenant Colonel Lioness defends a man who lays flat while holding his fist. We penetrated to break off the enemy's right wing, but the operation failed brilliantly. He lost 70% of his soldiers and fled back with a crawling body.

But Lioness thinks it's too harsh a story to push responsibility on one of these guys. In the first place, the Minute maneuver itself was impossible, such as splitting enemies with five hundred cavalry troops.

"Shut up, shut up, shut up! If I don't get credit in this fight, my father will reprimand me. Let the cavalry go in again!

"Or, my lord! Just penetrating enemies without measures will not change the outcome! You know that very well this time."

"That's weird! Lieutenant General Georg is attacking. This is a great opportunity to make a difference. Let the cavalry go in if you find out. Look, this is an order!

"Assault, assault," squeaking minutely like a rumor, shaking her hair like a confusion. When this happens, I can't apply my hands. But I can't even leave you alone, just because Osvanne tells me to ask for something.

Lioness advances to the Minute as she exhales a deep sigh inside.

"My lord, what about this kind of proposal? First divide the three thousand cavalry into three units. And let some troops storm into the center of the right wing of the enemy, as they did earlier."

Lioness spreads a formation diagram on the desk. Bring out three more pawns, one line showing the enemy right wing. Place one pawn in the center of it.

"... so I'm ordering you to do so from now on"

Minute says with her lips pointy. Lioness continues her conversation, grinning heartily that she had been asking.

"You're right, but after this it's a little different. Perhaps the enemy will remain alert to the same attack as before. Anyway, it's been gone for a while."

Plus on both ends of the enemy's right wing, he placed the two remaining pawns.

"I will thrust that alarm and let the rest of the troops in once and for all"

"In short, we take the first cavalry and storm the remaining two units. So you're saying we're gonna have three assaults at about the same time?

"You know. But that's not the end of it. This is where it really comes from."

When Lioness hoisted the edge of her mouth, she slowly explained to the Minute to understand as well.

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"My lord, the enemy cavalry stands out"

To Lewis' words, Ellman reaches for his hip binoculars, wondering again.

"─ Hmm? Now you have more than just now...... something like a thousand rides. The formation is also the moon. Is the division of the battle still the goal?"

"Apparently so. Your enemies are very persistent."

Ellman is embarrassed by Lewis' statement that he sees his enemies lightly. I don't know what's going to kill me on the battlefield. Immediately use the conductor and give instructions to the unit leader leading the archer to prepare for interception. The cavalry rushed in with a spear abruptly. There's no such thing as a bareback as coming up with something there. Tactically, it's exactly the same as earlier.

Ellman feels slightly bewildered, but confirms that the cavalry is within effective range. I gave the order to attack. Immediately countless arrows pour down as many meteors, decreasing their numbers one after the other.

"... apparently it was a struggle to get over it"

"What? Did they say anything?

"No, it's nothing"

Ellman entrusted Lewis with the command and moved to the tent for a brief rest. But not long enough, Lewis, who changed his blood phase, jumps in.

"Or, my lord!

"What's going on?

"A new cavalry has emerged! We're making an assault to break up the battle line!