It's been a long time since my uncle came home to my house. I was happy to jump up and hug my uncle.
"It's been a while. Uncle."
"Oh, Shaolan, you've grown up"
My uncle accepts me. It's already seventeen, but it still sweetens on my uncle. My uncle hasn't even had a physical rash on my flying. Exactly.
My uncle, Shaomin is a general of this empire and is also known as a war guardian genius.
I am her uncle's niece and my mother is her uncle's sister.
My uncle made a serious face when he put me down.
"Shaolan, are you really going north?
"Yes, I am already determined"
Soon our empire will begin marching towards the kingdom.
First was the battle to break in from south of the Great River, to stop the main army of the kingdom and to compete once and for all with the Patriarchate and the entry north of the Great River.
I join the battle north of the Great River.
"Shaolan, you're a woman. You can reconsider now, okay? Whatever you want, I can find a match."
"No, no man would be pleased with me like this. No one wants a woman with such an ugly body."
When I said that, my uncle looked sorry.
"I'm sorry. Because of me."
"No, it's not my uncle's fault. I had no choice."
Thin women are most preferred in the Empire.
The thinner your face, your arms, your chest, your hips, your buttocks, your legs, the better.
Therefore, as soon as a woman is born, she ties a string to her leg to prevent it from growing.
But I'm a lot fat.
My face is a little small and my hips are fine, but my arms, chest, buttocks and legs are thick.
"Shaolan looks just like his sister. That's why they should be around."
I'm glad to hear your uncle's restful words, but I'm ashamed of the ugliness of my system. I couldn't do it.
When I was born, there was an aristocratic revolt in the Empire.
It was at that time that the house where Shaomin's sister was married was participating in the rebellion.
My mother sent a letter of insulation to my parents and the royal family as a sister so that no harm could be done to my uncle or grandfather, who was young but was already active and named.
And when the rebellion was suppressed and my mother and father were killed by the repressive army, I was brought under my uncle by one of the maids who accompanied my mother when she was dowry.
It was decided that even babies would be executed by the clan of nobles who participated in the rebellion.
My uncle blamed me for the fact that my mother had issued an insulation letter and that my grandfather had poisoned the liquor.
But my presence became the shackles of my uncle.
In front of the minister who tells me to kill me.
"This child is with a woman who exchanged feelings on the battlefield ahead. Your sister's a girl, isn't she? This kid's a boy."
proclaimed. Why did you do this, maybe your uncle was young too...
I was raised as a man, and unlike normal girls, I could never tie a string around my body.
Eleven years before I turned six, I was an uncle who prevailed in the battle against the Royal Army led by the then Crown Prince, but then a while later my affairs were made public by a hostile nobleman.
My uncle would have been informed by the king prince of the kingdom and flowed to a hostile nobleman. He said.
My uncle lost his legs and gave the governor to his only seven-year-old son, Shaorn, and went to the country town with Master Gyukou.
And with the invasion of the northern horseback riding nation three years ago, he returned and won the great victory.
At that time I had been taken hostage to my uncle. I still can't wait to regret my helplessness then.
After my uncle came home to this house with a great victory, I hid and learned martial arts from Master Gyukou. I studied military science from my uncle's brother-in-law, Lady Ooki. Well, maybe it was scattered.
One day, my uncle called me Shaorn.
"Look, Shaolan, Shaoln. The threat to the north will be gone for a while now, but maybe there will come a people of the meadows who have vowed vengeance in your generation. So remember the words of the meadow, the customs. It's a takeover, but if you know your enemies and you know yourself, you won't lose a hundred rounds."
That being said I learned the customs and words of the people of the meadows.
I was ostensibly to join the army north of the Great River as my uncle's common son.
My uncle will not participate in this march as a suppression to the south of the Empire.
Wrap a salad around your chest, put a cloth on your hips so you don't look like a woman, and your face is like a woman man.
That's how I entered a castle fortress kicker that was not plundered by horseback riding peoples through the streets north of the Great River of the Empire, which continues to rebuild.
So as commander, I got fifty men.
Everyone looks to their expectations when they know I'm your uncle's sons.
The army is formed, and with forty thousand troops I move on.
I was desperate to never get away with a woman.
We proceeded with replenishment and rest at Fort I, Fort II and Fort III.
And four days after leaving Fort III, he finally made contact with the Royal Army.
In front of me is the Royal Army, and written on the flag that hangs is the flag of the Fourth Legion.
It is an army led by the second prince of the kingdom in the emerging army of the kingdom.
A prince always leads and storms in the army on the battlefield, and the prince's martial courage raises the morale of the soldiers in the legion. Even though it is an emerging army, it boasts unparalleled strength.
I'm talking about the strength of a prince. Yeah, we're looking into the Royal Army we're about to attack.
But in numbers, it looks a little like 10,000. This one is more overwhelming.
It looks like they'll be picking this one up with their positions on the high ground.
Thus proceed straight to the prince's position with the general's forward order.
The orders given by the General were simple.
It's just a crush that capitalizes on a number of advantages.
The more we move on, the more the Royal Army pushes back undisturbed.
The fifty men I lead have managed to do less harm with my uncle's reputation and the trust he won during the march.
A bronze clang rang from the Royal Army with the general's retreat order.
I can see a great man on a horse from the formation standing with his sword up.
I knew right away that was the second prince who was said to be unmatched under the heavens.
An army of horses and infantry follows from behind as the prince's horse proceeds.
Then he stormed into the center of our army, rammed endlessly and went back to the high ground.
Our Imperial Army didn't have the skill to do that too quickly.
Do the most damage with the least amount of damage. The time to enter and retreat was perfect.
The first day of battle was the loss of the Empire.
My men barely died because they weren't in the prince's path, but there were still two deaths, two serious, non-combatant injuries, and five minor illnesses.
The next day, the generals of our empire are not incompetent either.
I don't attack and aggressively try not to repeat a failure like yesterday again.
The advantages of numbers are overwhelming, so you can take advantage of them.
Time is not boundless, but you should attack carefully. That's what I thought.
Nor did the Royal Army come out thoroughly to protect them after the first day.
Ten days later, in the morning, I heard something from the north when I was still fighting to cut the Royal Army.
Everyone didn't know what it sounded like.
It's just that the morale of the Royal Army is rising visibly.
No way. Reinforcements? But my uncle said there are few soldiers in the Royal Army that can be sent north.
I think so, too. Not in the Royal Army...... Even if the Church National Army loses, it should still take some time to get here. No way!
Horses, horses, horses as far as you can see if you turn north.
Most of them are bare horses and not that many are on horses.
I see a carriage with a lot of people behind it.
I can see their outfits when they come closer.
Skin armor, swords on hips, bows without small arcs for riding.
Definitely. They are a horseback riding nation in the north.
I guess the fact that the soldiers of the kingdom are happy means their reinforcements.
When the horseback riders stop, the horseback riders quickly switch horses and give instructions to the dogs at their feet, and the bareback horses fall back.
Those who were in the carriage stood in front of those who were getting off the carriage and riding, some with great shields, and some with great bows.
I felt like there wasn't a whole bunch of people I could see from here.
I sent 20,000 of my army, who were at the command of the general, to the people of the meadows, and the rest to attack the Royal Army.
This measure would have been taken because the people of the meadows, and the Royal Army, together, are not 20,000.
My troops joined the army fighting the people of the meadows.
A grassland people big enough to poke heaven has said their mouths and marched on to the Imperial Army.
The Imperial Army also moved forward.
I forgot my uncle's words at this time. No, even if I remember, I wouldn't have been able to do anything about it.
"Don't fight the people of the meadows on the flat ground, okay, absolutely. It's best to build a defensive position on the high ground or bring it into Castle Warfare. '
I look around and they all have an extra look on their faces.
I asked the warring soldier nearby.
"Why does everyone have such an extra look on their face?
"Hmm? Master Shaolan was in his first line, I fought Master Shaomin and the people of the meadows three years ago and won a great battle, and the soldiers here are in quite a few of those battles. The people of the meadows are not afraid enough."
To the words of this soldier I have, on the contrary, increased my fear.
First, the infantry arrow over there is released from a distance farther than our arrow. As this soldier falls down with a bump, he enters this range, so he hits back and goes, but the big shield gently prevents this arrow.
The Horse Riders stormed in here on that big man's orders.
This one also tries to fight the spears on top of each other, but the horseman's riding knocks the spears down one after the other and puts holes in them.
Our Imperial soldiers are cut and killed one after the other by a sword blow from the horse, storming as if they were aiming there.
What rides the horses and turns toward them is also struck down by the riding of the people of the meadows before they approach.
The collapse was instantaneous when that big man pierced his helmet with an arrow blow.
Soldiers fleeing and those trying to stop it.
And the people of the meadows cut and slaughtered the fleeing without their teeth.
I can already see about ten meadow people in front of me.
I was afraid and I couldn't help but take my weapon and try to move the horse forward.
But someone grabbed my horse's reins.
"Master Shaolan, please run away"
That said, he manipulated the reins from the bottom, pointed in the direction where there were no meadow people, and was gently stabbed with a sword in the horse's ass.
The horse rushed forward and retreated me from the scene.
Running away, running away, and after the horse fell upon me, I fell blindly.
What should I do? Guys, I'm sorry.
I couldn't wait to be sad and sad.
But I can't do anything like this. I thought so and desperately headed in the direction that I think there is a main unit.
It's already midnight, but it's starting to look like I've seen it.
Maybe the main unit of the empire is close.
I see the magical light of fire in front of me.
Now, so am I.
"Don't move, stop"
I heard the words of the meadow (...) from in front of me.
I didn't know anything and moved on and felt something passing by my face.
Dovan!
An arrow is stabbed in the lateral sleigh of my face with the sound that
"Stop if you're on my side that understands the language of the meadow. Or I'll shoot you."
I slipped into the spot from the fear of death I felt in an instant. I have the feeling of warm things flowing out of my hip.
Zah, zah, and the approaching sound approaches.
When you can see the contours of those approaching, it was a prairie general you saw during the day.
The man looked at me and pulled out his sword.
I don't like it, I don't want to die. I don't like it. I don't like it.
I was full of fear. He immediately threw his hips sword somewhere on each sheath and lowered his head, bringing his hands together and putting them forward.
I'm dressed for surrender.
It's said to be the greatest humiliation, but I didn't think so.
I just wanted my own life.
The pain did not come and I felt my life was saved by the feeling of the rope spinning around my arm.