A wave of people pushes from the north bank.
Even if the Horsemen waiting on the south bank push back at last with their thoughts, the second wave, the third wave without rest, and the appearance of a new pushing enemy.
Count Avrine, bitterly, looks at the sight.
"... beltran"
"Ha."
"How much more can you carry?
".................. even if you can stomp well, your day will be the limit"
"Right."
Count Avrine looks up to the sky when he hammers briefly at his side answer.
From the position of the sun, about four hours after sunset.
At least, if you can hold that far, the enemy's attacks will be interrupted once and for all. That might make it possible to retreat in the shade this evening.
As Beltran replied, no more defense battles are possible. Then retreating this evening would be the best choice.
"The question is, will you really have it until dusk..."
"My lord, not too many such remarks...... It involves the morale of soldiers."
Raise your voice to the whine of your lord, as Beltran blames you.
"Even if I don't tell you so, you're the only one I can ask."
Count Avrine slipped away as he clapped his shoulders.
"My lord!"
A third party voice is added to the conversation between Count Avrine and Beltran.
The Lord of that voice rushes over to Count Avrine with a bright blue face. Apparently, it was a rush order.
Acknowledging its appearance, Count Avrine gives an ever-increasing face.
Regardless of the complexion of the decree, it is a reasonably natural reaction because the hasty news brought in in this situation cannot be good news either.
"............... what happened?
Count Aveline urges the decree to report it, as though he doesn't want to hear it.
The order starts reporting with a bright blue face.
"At a downstream crossing point, enemy detachment teams failed to cross the river! They've breached the line of defense!
As far as I could think, it was the worst news.
Count Avrine trembles his body as a crocodile.
"Fuck you!
Count Avrine kicked the simplified chair beside him in anger.
And to calm down, take two, three deep breaths.
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"Ha. But it's not easy."
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To the words of Beltran, Count Avrine pushes silence.
Count Avrine's thoughts, determined to withdraw immediately, are not a mistake.
The option of staying on this spot does not exist at a time when the enemy task force has been allowed to cross the river.
Yes, if you continue to stay on this scene, a separate enemy task force must come in with a horizontal spear in the defenseless part of your own army, full of frontal enemies.
In that case, the self-armies will disintegrate in an instant.
Therefore, we have to withdraw... That's the problem.
In a losing battle, the most damaging thing is when you turn your back on your enemy and lose.
You expose your enemies to defenseless backs, so it's natural.
If all troops withdraw now, there is a risk of devastating damage at the hands of enemy troops across the river. That's where I want to avoid it at all costs.
"... with full force assault by all armies, including reserve units, we can push enemy troops in once. But after that, we'll begin the retreat."
"Okay. I'll be ready immediately."
When Beltran nods one, he walks away from the front of Count Avrine to carry out his orders.
Count Avrine, when he dropped off his back, ordered the attendant beside him to bring his horse.
Then he pulls the sword of his hips out of his sheath and plunges it into heaven.
The sword is unusual for the nobility to wear and has no decoration whatsoever. It was a practical sword that was boneless everywhere.
Looking at its fullness for a while, Count Avrine groans emotionally.
"I didn't know you were going to wave this sword again..."
Yes, the sword was what Count Avrine used on the battlefield during his mercenary years.
"My lord! I've pulled a horse!
"Uhm."
One nod to the samurai who brought the horse back, and he delivers his sword to the sheath. And in a mild motion, he crossed over the horse.
What was happening during the formation, which looked down from the horse, was all the more hasty in preparing for the upcoming counter-attack assault.
"At all, he said he washed his legs from the mercenary business... It's something you can't live with."
Count Avrine laughs bitterly as he zeroes his stupidity.
Running sound of a decree going out. Corporal screams coming up from all over. The footsteps of the soldiers aligning themselves to the assault formation.
moment by moment and the time was approaching for a counter-attack assault.
Further south than the Trobo River. Hills deep inside the Medez Frontier Borderline.
Here, the headquarters of the Army of the Arlnian Marquis is located.
I followed the two of them behind my back and was walking around inside that formation.
It is a so-called inspection.
I'm looking around to see if there's anything wrong with it, as if I could put a heavy box in the corner.
The main unit took time, but sometimes just in case.
If you don't miss just one glitch, it is, of course, because of our own cuteness that you insist on inspecting.
You can never forgive me for what I have, this main force falling.
The faces that accompany you behind are tedious faces, but let's be patient there.
My safety is a priority in everything.
Yes, at least in light of my judgment criteria......
Whatever the motive in the first place, this inspection of mine will also benefit the entire Army of the Hordes.
It's very out-of-heart to look fed up.
If you're an escort, just keep quiet and follow me.
No, I'm not saying they're unhappy...
"Okay, no problem here either"
Raise your voice as the Japanese check your fingers.
Yeah, yeah, you're doing great.
How could the soldiers in the Horse Army have done a good job?
My heart is very satisfied.
What do you think of all the soldiers who followed my instructions and spent a lot of time and effort......
Yeah, I'm sure you're wrapped up in the sense of accomplishment of accomplishing a magnificent job.
"Witch Hall!
I can see one soldier rushing by.
The name of the man who is rushing over is Franz.
Originally a member of the Knights of Fine, he is now a soldier serving as my escort, just like the two who stand beside him.
I now have a few escorts attached to me at all times.
It is due to the life of Konrat.
What a great thing I've become too. No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Well, it's a dangerous battlefield. The fact that escorts are attached is appreciated in itself.
I appreciate it, but I'm also dissatisfied.
It's not a Konrat, apparently, like Captain Linus' offer, but he's including them on escort duty, telling them to keep an eye on me somewhat.
Apparently, Captain Linus is putting me in danger.
Totally lame. I can't believe you're imitating a good daughter like me.
It is a hot octopus pumpkin circle.
What!? What, old?... leave me alone.
Gohon, well, I know what Captain Linus thinks.
Normally, you wouldn't want to put a person beside your master who doesn't know how to handle it.
Besides, he's overlapping me with Mr. Fujido.
... Yeah, that's alarming, isn't it? Really, I can't help it.
Yeah, I'm certainly not dissatisfied, but it doesn't mean it's harmful.
Will I put up with you here?
"Witch Hall, I've checked."
"Yes, thank you. So, how was it?
I ask questions as I labor Franz, who has rushed up to my sight.
"Yes, it was still the army of Count Avrine who had retreated from the Trobo River that arrived earlier"
In the course of the inspection within the formation, it was noticed that troops believed to be allies from the northern direction were arriving at the main unit.
So I asked Franz, one of the escorts, to check it out.
"Yes, but it seemed like a lot less..."
I whine in remembrance of the sight I saw earlier.
"Yes, the returning soldiers seemed to be roughly 2,000"
"2000...? What about Count Avrine?
Looks like you're safe.
... only a fifth of the original number of troops were returned to the Trobo River?
I see you've been hit scattered.
In the meantime, Count Avrine, who has returned safely, has a lot of bad luck.
Hmm. The soldier's loss does hurt a lot, but it's not supposed to be damage.
At least, they earned me enough time. Then there is no problem.
"The inspection has been cancelled. I'm going back to business."
That's what I say, I walk out.
If Count Avrine were to return, his report would open a military conference.
Finally, the Royal Magna Army is coming up to this headquarters.
Yeah, if you're coming, come on. I was well prepared.
I was not lost, I walked down the road to the main business.