Sweet Reincarnation

"Fire hands are rising from everywhere"

"You know what I'm talking about. And then, check the situation... Whoa."

Frontier of Fuberlek, the capital of the mainland.

The face of the Mortairn family, which transferred there, was surrounded by soldiers with an early and gloomy atmosphere.

Surrounded by dozens of people and so on. Of course, the elite Mortairn family has more than five minutes to win in battle, but the Mortairn side is not going to be safe.

If, tension runs as to whether the territorial capital had already fallen.

"We rushed to the Fuberleks to help the Mortarn army. Hear the name of Mortairn, the Unrighteous, and go forth only fearless."

But there's nothing more to fear from the Mortairn family who can escape with a metastasis if they have to.

On the mouth of the pastry, the frightened one was the one who surrounded him. There's no casserole here, but there's no way the surrounding people can tell that.

Using the brave name of the neck hunter and the feared casserole, Pais took quick action.

"Well, did I say mortairn?

One man entered out of such an escaped soldier.

Looks like late twenties to early thirties. A commander-like figure in dull armor with scratches and coal.

"Unwrap the enclosure. Friends."

At the man's behest, the enclosure is lifted.

"Excuse me. My name is Ko-n Wallis-Wooven, and I am a Fuberlek family squire. We thank your Casserole for her cooperation with our home. I beg your pardon."

"The Mortairn family casserole is the stepchild pastry. Lord Ouven, as soon as possible, I would like to know the situation. From what I've seen, it looks like the firehand is up, but did you allow the enemy troops to break in?

"No. That was due to enemy attacks, but we have stopped enemy soldiers from entering"

"Stopped enemy soldiers from breaking in, but got a fire meter? Was there something like a stone thrower?

"Unknown. Something like an oiled pot was dropped from the sky and part of the neighborhood was burned out. We are currently engaged in fire extinguishing activities at the same time as our defense, and we encountered you in the process."

"Really? As it stands, who is in command?

At the main entrance.

"Then we'll go there, too. Keep extinguishing the fire."

Alcom, also the territorial capital, is surrounded by walls all over the town. It was also at the heart of the eastern border, and the defenses were accordingly in place.

When it comes to setting fire to it from the outside, it should require considerable careful preparation.

The Mortairn army hurries to the main entrance, united in a shitty situation early in the transition.

"We beat Uncle Huberlek in the field and even invade the territorial capital. It's a strange story to say that while maintaining so much mobility, you're ready for a siege."

"There's nothing you can't do, but it's gonna be hard. Because any siege weapon would be dull enough for the market. You put it in the back so it doesn't break in the field."

"Then are there even powerful wizards on the enemy?

"It's more natural to think about it. Come on. Whether it's magic that carries things or lights fire from afar, there's a chance it's magic that throws things."

"As things stand, we lack information. Hurry to the main entrance."

When we got to the main entrance, there were reliable allies there.

"Father!!

"Pais. Nice to meet you. Good luck to you all."

"Yes."

It was there that Casserole stood on the walls and looked at the battlefield.

I feel even artistic, although in the wrong place, in the way it naturally seems to remind me of one of the landscape paintings.

"Father, I return command."

The main owner of the Mortairn family is Casserole.

Beyond being able to rendezvous with the previous Lords, it is only natural that command is returned to Caserol by proxy (Pais).

To his son's words, the father replied only with a gentle nod.

"Right. Then Pace will call reinforcements from now on."

"Are you reinforcements?

"Uhm. The situation is pressing"

According to Casserole's story, the army we're pushing on right now is definitely the Lutroot Border Berg Army. After winning a field battle at the border, he said he had slipped into the territorial capital at once.

Besides, they also have some preparation for the siege. Rather than that, he said there was a verse from the beginning that looked at siege warfare.

Pace was surprised to hear about the field battles and the quick end to the front-line base offensive, which instantly pushed him to the territorial capital.

"If you've been in such a hurry, aren't the supply lines growing?

"That's the strange part. Likewise, the Huberleks thought about it and tried to break the supply line when they retreated to the territorial capital. But..."

It's dangerous on the walls, so continue the conversation while evacuating to a safe place.

"When they moved the army to break the supply line, they were attacked by another team as if they had targeted it. From the beginning of the first place, the scouts were thoroughly crushed and apparently completely behind the scenes, even in the field. Besides, it seems that they will ambush the ambush unit on the supply unit. Apparently, the movement in this direction was visible as bright as possible. The waiver and withdrawal of the front line was a reasonable decision."

"An ambush by a separate team… I remember when Lord Skoole was attacked before"

"Mm-hmm. Even then, there was a verse that strangely read through the movements of the Fuberleks. I thought it might have happened then, but if we continue like this one, maybe there's just some clarity."

"Magic, is it?

"I don't know that. It's likely, but there's a line called Insider, and maybe there's a truly cleaver reading through this hand compared to Wisdom. Either way, as a result of the Hubarek family's successive defeats from the first battle and all the hitters behind them, they were to be caged in the territorial capital."

This is as far as the casserole story goes.

Once the current perception of the situation is complete, we must look for ways to open it.

"First of all, a caged castle without reinforcements or something is a fool, so someone should go get reinforcements. I flew to the neighborhood already too but their hips are heavy"

"The Luttrut army is coming right next door."

The aristocrats of the east have no problem with the extremist Hubarek family perishing. Antai in his own house is the only reason, so where the Borderline Uncle family was crushed, for example, the Central Army and others came out and served it back up before moving.

Given that, the worst assumption is that we will send reinforcements in the invisible situation of the Absence of the Borderline Uncle, and that the entire force we put into reinforcements will be lost, and furthermore that the Lutroot family spearhead will be directed at us.

To avoid the worst, there were many houses that first pursued a policy of consolidating their own territorial defense, and there was a lot of room for reinforcements to sit back.

"Then you have to call for reinforcements from outside the East."

"Don't be. The Central Army will have to come without calling, but it will only take time for the Great Army. Now that the enemy's hands are unclear, I really don't feel comfortable. If so, it would be a good hand for Pace, rich in magic, to bring reinforcements from afar. I can poke my opponent's feelings."

To the words of Shiites, Casserole nods.

Even at the moment, he has been attacked and set on fire to the city in the castle. It's suspicious how much it will hold up.

If you want to call for reinforcements as quickly as you can, you can bring in a large army all at once, expecting extra-standard (pais) forces or something.

"Okay. I'm going to go quickly. Where did you request reinforcements?

"I'll take care of it. Go where you think you can convince me. Keep the reward with the Huberleks."

"Such empty bills, are you sure?

"I don't mind. At any rate, we are absent. Emergency and reopening. Permission is granted ex post facto."

To the bold instructions of casserole, bitter laughter shiites.

Evil. With the backing of the adults who can't help themselves, Pais [metastasizes] somewhere.

"Well, shall I do my job then"

"I'll help you."

Heroes (casseroles) have a job as heroes.

He went as far as the Fuberleks, who were in command at the main gate, and said with his chest open.

Loud enough to hear it to the other gates in the distance.

"Warriors of the Huberlek family. My name is Casserole-Mill-Mortellen. Now, with all our strength, my Mortairn family will support you. After us, there will soon be dependant reinforcements. It's bound to come. Trust me, now, hold on!!

I guess I heard casserole. That's where the scream of oh happened. Those who have continued to lose in a row and fled to the territorial capital can now fight with a little exhilaration.

Morale is an important element in the battlefield.

It's unknown in the hands of the enemy, but it's still possible to serve it back in five minutes if we protect it until Pace brings reinforcements, and possibly pushes it back.

For this reason, it is the commander's job to do everything he can. And it is the hero's role to inspire morale by name alone.

"Is the main entrance okay?

Uplifting momentum, Casserole asked one of the Huberleks. He is the son of the Huberlek family, Lucas-Mil-Fberlek. He is a twenty year old youth.

If you ask me, he says he's an absentee who kept him away. During the shock of the Lord's absence, he assembled while welcoming the fleeing army and set up an interception posture. Even then, the boulder is the successor to the Eastern Heavy Town, but with the help of Casserole, he gained even more confidence in his defense.

"This one's fine. Sir Mortairn, I need backup to the west. It's a dangerous situation because of the walls."

"I understand. Let's go, you guys!!

"Come on, Admiral, by the way."

The Mortairn family is still different when led by casserole.

Dozens of army groups headed towards the West Gate, luckily knocking down enemy troops trying to climb above the walls.

Sometimes, the defense is also imitating casseroles ambushing outside the walls with [metastases]. The Mortairn family showed the lion's swift activism.

Keep fighting during the bright, when the sun and darkness began to cover the sky. Did you take the night battle as a disadvantage, Luttrut's army pulled the soldiers once?

"What's our damage?

"No deaths, no serious injuries, five minor injuries"

"Why and to what extent are minor injuries?

"Three people were injured when they hit an enemy stone. One arrow plundered during the fighting. One of them twisted his leg too tight."

To Shiites' report, Casserole nods.

Probably because the enemy pulled it off once, but also because the tension felt somewhat relieved.

"Who said you twisted your leg?

"You're a young man in the main village. Douglad's squad."

"Why didn't Slavomir do it?"

"That's cruel"

Ha ha an atmosphere that is dissolved to the extent that there is laughter.

The people who have crossed the dead line many times have thickened their liver.

"Tomorrow, there will probably be a total attack"

"Is that the Admiral's idea?

"No, it's prediction. Even as the Luttrut family, we are aware of the situation in which the Hvarlek family has gained the patronage of the Kadreček family. It would have been expected that the central national army would come out. Then you should want to drop this place by the time it gets here. This town with its thick walls is difficult to attack but easy to defend. If the Lutroot family were caged in the Great Army, it would be difficult to retrieve them even in the Central Army"

"Indeed."

"Once and for all, we created a situation in which the Hubarek family would be clearly disadvantaged, stopping the neighboring Kingdom of God side reinforcements with a glimpse, isolating them and besieging the territorial capital. Strategies to this point were brilliantly embedded in the enemy. If it stays this way, it will only be detrimental for the amount it drains. All collars fall. If the Fuberlek realm falls into the hands of the enemy, the situation in our country will instability at once. Depending on foreign movements, we may have to drink humiliating harmony."

"The punishment of the Hubarek clan may be part of the demand."

"It could be. In that case, we can't protect Miss Liquorice. You can't beat this place."

"After all, it's a good idea to get behind them with your boy's work."

"Yes."

There are only enough troops in the country to drop the Border Uncle, such as defense facilities that can accommodate them.

Whether diplomatic negotiations are conducted or further military operations, securing the location where they should be based is essential. If the objective of the opponent's military action is to surrender the Hubarek family, he should want to drop the territorial capital early.

Then it is only natural to expect the total offense to continue in the future.

It will be a tough fight tomorrow. With that in mind, the face of the Mortairn family decided to leave a lookout and rest.

The next day, it was a beautiful morning.

Seasonal cheerfulness and good views. Impeccable weather as a defensive side.

For one thing, if there had been a miscalculation in the Mortairn family, it was only that day that the chief squire and casserole had fallen upon the arrows of the enemy.