Shinigami ni Sodaterareta Shoujo wa Shikkoku no Ken wo Mune ni Idaku
Act 143 - Lambert 'S melancholy
The Keel Fortress's offensive and defensive battles have been in the form of long-term battles, as the Royal Army's prospectus suggests. One of the reasons was that the Royal Army had no intention of causing the Keel Fortress to fall, but Ninehardt was more than that.
"You really are an inedible man..."
Lambert mumbles without telling anyone that he is in command on the front line.
I want to get to the walls, but the Imperial assault isn't going anywhere. The Imperials will see it that way. I have told myself before, but I think it is good from the bottom of my heart.
But──...
(The Imperial Army is not so sweet that this state of affairs lasts forever. If it was such an enemy, it would not have been pushed this far)
Assuming that the second and eighth armies deployed in the northern part of the kingdom entered Fort Astra, Lambert predicted that the first report would reach Fort Keel in about three or four days.
From there, it's a real battle.
It's unlikely that someone with good intuition would see an attack on the Keel Citadel as a disguise. And the Knights of Red and Tianyang were forced to choose between two choices. Send some reinforcements to defend the Keel Citadel. Or maybe I could just defend Keel Fortress.
There is no need to worry about the latter. We just have to wait for the good news from Olivia without resting our assault.
The problem is if you choose the former. The Royal Army needs to stop them by any means necessary to keep them away from the reinforcements. If they break through, they won't be standing tall against Olivia or Blood.
Everyone knew that dropping the worst helpless Keel Stronghold in one go was not as easy as they thought. After all, it was a hard-fought fortress until it was destroyed by the Imperial Army.
"...... General, why don't you take a little rest?"
I noticed that Major General Glenn von Haight, the adjacent First Lieutenant, was looking at me with concern.
"It's not that I'm tired. I was just thinking."
Well, that's fine with me.
"Rather, shouldn't Glenn rest?" The battle is still going on. It's impossible to fall in a place like this.
Glenn was once a brave general in his 70s. However, the musculoskeletal flesh is now so thin that even if the breeze blows, it will fall.
Glenn laughed loudly and joyfully as he deepened his wrinkles even deeper than ever before, in response to Lambert's half-hearted recommendation to rest.
"No matter how old you are, you can't beat Glenn von Haight, who is still young." If you have any doubts, let's prove it now. ”
Glenn, who had instructed him to bring his own horse, was in a hurry to stop Lambert. If you give me permission to joke, I'll give you a spear in one hand.
That's the kind of guy Glenn was.
"Please, don't threaten me."
"There is no threat or annihilation." Just let us know whenever you need it. ”
Glenn lowered his head. Lambert sighed heavily at the sight.
(So is Ninehardt and Travis, but why are the generals of the First Army so well-aligned and curvaceous?)
He was a lambelt that moaned on its shelves.