~ Toa ~
"(Okay. Here, let's split up the soldiers)"
Everyone nods at my decision and hurries to start preparing for reinforcements to my hometown.
"(Eh, if you just want to protect it, I'll leave 30,000 with him, who said it's okay with 40,000. I hope you can hold on to the 40,000 and Kyle showdown with the 10,000 you've left in your capital.)"
"(Yes, I think you're okay)"
If so, this is 130,000, and the other 110,000. There are still more here.
Another new report came the next day.
"(It's hard, Your Majesty)"
"(What? What's the matter with you?
"(Decree! more calm and report)"
"(General Richmond has taken his men out of the King's Capital)"
"(Damn, what happened to the surveillance?
"(Apparently he escaped late last night. Someone seems to have guided…)"
The decree clogs more words than that. I mean, I guess I don't know.
"(What do you think General Richmond will do next?
"(It would undoubtedly be rendezvous with the rebel Kyle first)"
"(Right)"
Well, there's no problem, is there?
Two days later a new decree will rush in again.
"(The soldiers of Fort Garru in the northeast joined General Richmond's men and left for the Kyle army)"
"(What!
General Lyuda slapped me on the desk and I was surprised. [M]
"(There were 20,000 soldiers packed there, that's all we got over there!
"(Um, yes. Seems so. Apparently it contained Astra's schematics)"
"(That baboon bastard.)"
General Lyuda's anger can't heal. Scary.
But the fact that 20,000 went over there means that this one is 110,000 and the other is 130,000 troops? It's been reversed.
But that's denied by a decree three days later.
Kyle, who joined Richmond, apparently left his elite among the volunteers and others and lowered 20,000 to a rear support unit.
He said he was talking about Ligato, because of the speed of the march and the problem of troop food.
The battle of 110,000 versus 110,000 mutual forces.
But the opponents are Kyle, Richmond, Barbarians, baboons, all war-resistant people.
But everyone here is also the ones who have fought King Ricardo and Shaomin. It won't be one-sided.
Oh, no, I want Shaoloo. I want you to tell me about the fight.
"(Dear Toa)"
Soci, one of the diners, called me when I was worried.
"(What's wrong, Soci?
"(would like to have a moment of your time)"
Well, in this situation, it's natural for someone to throw me out.
"(Damn, I liked the poems and valves you read, but that's fine, wherever you go)"
"(You're mistaken about something. I don't know who Toa is)"
"(Huh?
"(I'm short, my legs are short, my face is like a crushed pig, but I have this)"
Sosij perked out her tongue and pointed her thumb at it.
"(Oh, your argument was pleasant to hear)"
"(I have moved my country with this. Until now, when I have been Lord Toa's eater, I have had no choice but to read poems, chant poems, chant valves, I have no military or political talent. That's all. But I'm going to go take this alive)"
"(To where? Where the baboons are?
"(Sorry. Lord Astra's valves are far more talented than mine. You'll just be ashamed if I go)"
"(Then where?
"(Return them to the meadows, to the meadows. Let's persuade him not to enter the showdown even if he can't do so)"
Soshiji bowed his head and went straight to the formation where the people of the meadows were.
~ Jumka ~
One man came when the march was almost over and he was feeling the luck of the showdown.
"You are now trying to hurt your own pride. It's not too late. I want you to listen to me."
Everyone was interested in the man who shouted around in fluent meadow language. He's the owner of those voices.
We decided to set up a forum for discussion.
"Thank you very much for all your sudden visits and exaggerations."
The little man bowed his head to us again and again.
"You can count on it, say the requirements"
Temsy urged him to block the man's mouth and move on.
"Yes, let's start with my name, my name is Sosij. And for the record, I'm here to let you know that you're in a state of crisis that hurts your own pride."
"Ho."
Someone in the chief leaked the word to the word.
Well, what is it?
"You will not forget the benevolence you have received. I see you as such. Around fifteen years ago, when you all suffered painful damage to Shaomin in the Empire, there was a theory of marching to the meadows in the Kingdom. But now the late King Augusto continued his friendship with his nobles. And that led to the friendship we've had."
The chiefs around them react in a variety of ways to Soci's words.
"I appreciate Lord Auguste's actions."
The other chiefs spoken out and now thanked the late King Augusto when Temsy said thank you to that Soci.
"In other words, you all have benevolence owed to this kingdom. But now you're trying to avenge that benevolence."
Sosizi shouted loudly at us using gestures.
"Let's talk a little bit about the old days in this country. Once upon a time, Lord Augusto was still a prince. He had many well-known brothers of his mother, as well as older brothers. But when the king died earlier, he moved exactly, held the crown and the markings of military power, and held a funeral. This made Augusto king. The first person in this country to hold the crown and the markings of military power is the decision to become king. And it was Master Toa who made it happen. Fighting that Toa is no different than avenging the benevolence you received!
Sheikhs to this word. Everyone shuts up.
"The battle north of the Great River is with Shaolu. I'm not fighting Master Toa. But as it is, we will fight Master Toa, and we will avenge benevolence. That's what I came to tell you."
I've heard eternal claims. Maybe this is also a talking art.
Everyone has accepted the word and thought about it.
Themzie set her posture right there and smiled.
"No, I appreciate your valuable input. You are right, revenge on benevolence is not a nuisance. So let's not fight a man named Toa."
"Is that true?
"Yeah, that's good, right?
Some sheikhs nod when Temsy says so, others feel like they're on hold.
"But we crossed the Great River. We can't go home until the battle between the others and King Toa is over."
"Yeah, I promise I'll get you a ship when the battle is over."
"So we're going to go with Wang Du, how about you guys?
Huh?
"Huh?"
"We are free until the battle is settled. So I'd like to join you in thanking King Augusto for his grave. Isn't that nice?
"Yes, of course."
"Now please tell Lord Toa that you expect a feast of souls and souvenirs. Of course, everyone here will join us."
Wow, Temsy......
In the meadows, great chiefs and great warriors may spare other tribal chiefs and warriors who were close to each other when they died before their age for the spiritual mountains to visit their tribes.
At that time, the successor entertains the chiefs and warriors with a feast and gives them a souvenir.
And his son, the heir in his extraction, shewed the weight of his inheritance.
I mean, I guess you're telling me to prepare a feast and souvenirs to entertain everyone here. It would mean preparing all 40,000 of these people because it's about Temsy.
"Is that everyone here?
We can speak grassland fluently over there. The culture will know.
"Then please go and tell him as soon as possible. Oh, yes, of course. If there's a beast that strikes us while we're on our way to the King's Landing, we'll kick it."
Most of the elders understood the meaning with Temsy's smile and words.
All we have to do is join the king's capital, fight the kingdom and eliminate the beasts that attack us instead of avenging benevolence. That's what I rewrote.
"Ah."
"Enough is enough. Welcome home."
That's what he said, he rang his hand, and he kicked Soci out.
After all, a lot happened, but nothing changed. It was just a crush of time.
Later I heard that after that Sosij fell and died in front of Toa's curtain slashing his own tongue with a dagger.