The day the Death Squad returns, I go to report to my uncle Rodrigue, who leads the army.

Reporting, communication, and consultation are basic to company employees, but they can be difficult.

My men will have to be coached to be thorough... and to do so, they will have to do so from themselves.

"Uncle, we destroyed two villages, two settlements, and numerous forests. There are no shepherds on your side. It's possible to retake."

When I reported it, my uncle and Yannick nodded satisfactorily.

"You did it, Varian. The enemy's morale has clearly fallen, and it looks like the deserters are out there."

My uncle slapped me on the back many times with joy. It hurts a little.

"Um, if we knew there was an enemy behind us, we wouldn't be able to concentrate, obviously the pressure dropped.

Yannick gave a niggling and compelling expression.

Yellow teeth peek from the ancient wounds and he has a slightly awesome face.

"With that said, it looks like we engaged yesterday."

"Smoke went up in the back and pulled right off. Our enemies must not be ambushed while engaged with us."

Yannick answers my questions, but it's really fun.

Nor does my uncle try to hide his joy "at all".

"Looks like the Bashraar army sent out a separate unit on the rear alert, as you can see… the enemy has reduced their numbers and lost their morale. Well, what do we do next?

My uncle looks at me and his eyes sparkle.

It's like a kid found a new toy.

If you think you can come up with an idea if you stick me out, it's a little sweet.

"If the enemy is weak, it's a bad idea to give him time. Attack with momentum, total attack."

My uncle also said "hmm" to my words.

Even with fewer enemies, the battle power ratio is close to two to one.

It is still an overwhelmingly unfavourable situation.

"No, it's not bad."

Yannick tells his uncle to "look at that" empty luggage truck.

"There is no more food. We can maintain the army…………."

Yannick lowered his voice.

I guess that's a story the soldiers don't want to hear.

"Master Barian is right. If you're going to fight... this is the only place."

Yannick vomited his words in remorse.

Originally, the Lioncool Army went to intercept them because they had no supplies.

If a lasting war can be fought, it should be caged in the fortified city of Portu.

My uncle groaned as he stared at the empty luggage car.

"Varian, unfortunately I'm not good at military talent... I can't read warplanes. This is not about knowledge or experience."

My uncle bit his teeth in remorse.

My uncle, always with a floating attitude, has a less crying face of remorse.

"But you're not! If you and Yannick say the fighters are full, we'll put up a fight!! Get the soldiers up!

My uncle started flying directions to the soldiers out loud.

... I think this uncle is a really strong man. How many generals would take up the opinion of a 14-year-old in this situation?

Rodrig moaned that he had no military talent of his own, but slightly different.

There is no way that a general who is the most angry here, accepts his men's prophecies, and can compete can have no military talent.

Rodrigues may not be blessed with a battle to read warplanes, but they may be seen as equipped with an excellent generator.

At the behest of my uncle, the soldiers line up and await their instruction.

Looks like the wounded will be able to fight as well, maintaining a line of battles... that's about 500 in total.

This is a miracle.

Normally, the armies of this era are often shattered if defeated, but they barely let the shepherds out with threatening stickiness.

"Barrian, call out to your soldiers."

My uncle called out to me and Yannick handed me the spear and the shield.

"It belongs to the victims of war, but without it, it won't be tight."

Yannick laughs.

I received a spear and a shield and nodded forcefully.

Standing in front of a soldier, you can see "It's Master Barrian" and "What's going to happen?"

The lesson before the battle is the work of the Admiral or his equivalent.

It is normal for me to get out and wonder about this.

Wait until everyone is in a listening position.

I can see the soldier's intentions gradually healing.

"Can you hear me!? You see what I look like!?

When I raise my voice, the soldiers slap their shields in response.

Apparently, the voices are reaching everyone.

"Then look! Remember who I am!!

I opened my hands and raised my voice.

"Don't even look aside, just keep on following me!!

Point to the Bashraar army with a spear.

There are enemies there to hate.

The colour of the soldier's eyes changed.

"Forward!"

The army began to move by my decree.

The momentum gave me the order to go, but my uncle, who left me to teach him a lesson, didn't say anything.

Maybe he's going to leave it to me.

I stand at the head of the soldier.

Because this has Albert's teachings.

"Commander, stand ahead."

Albert always said this.

"There are few examples of a crumbling army winning, so it is necessary to stay ahead and control the lead."

Albert must have always been ahead of the line and commanded the soldiers.

It's a solid teaching based on experience.

Then I'll be ahead of Albert... head start, no, head start, spear your enemies first.

I guess this is a childish stupid idea.

But I can't fight twice as many enemies in common sense.

You must screw up enemies and arouse allies with actions outside of common sense.

"If you do it and show it, people will move," said Yamamoto 56.

I understand very well.

There's nothing I can do about it when I say "fight with the will to die"... and I show you "fight with the will to die".

… The ancient Alexandros the Great and Itaeba also fought in the battle at the head of the Yuen dynasty.

Is there a reason why others can't and I can't!!

I'm half-baked and I'm leading the way.

I guess I was insane at this time.

If you think calmly, it's crazy to compare yourself to a great man in history.

But my madness is contagious and the whole army feels filled with war.

The warfare of the general is passed on to the soldiers.

The enemy has reacted and is ready to intercept us.

It's supposed to be a reward for stopping here and shooting with bows and stone throwing strings (slings).

But I can't stop.

"Dear Barrian! Arrows are coming!

Rollo screamed in the back.

He is joining the battle by pushing his wounds. The squeaky lineup hurts.

There are death squads around me, Lolo, Jean, Andre, Tanqueray... they're all here.

You can't lose.

......... here!!

"Keep going on me!! Assault!

I ran with a roar.

Reasonably, the Admiral is my uncle and I have no command.

But for some reason, the heat in the battlefield was driving me around.

"" Uohhhhhhh ""

The Lioncool Army follows me.

It is an ambush that completely ignores the methods of warfare.

The Bashraar army has been pounded, surprised and dull in response.

"Go on! Go on! Keep going eh!!

I run screaming.

An arrow was fired at me, but I kept running with my shield up.

The Lionkur army took the shape of a natural and longitudinal spear tip, colliding with the Bashraar army.

"Wow!!

I throw down my shield, swing my spear and punch my enemies.

It's a disastrous move, but there are only enemies around.

You don't have to think about people's annoyance.

"Don't let Master Barian die!! Move, move, move!

I can hear Jean screaming.

Beat the enemy's shield and broke the spear.

I draw my sword and shake it.

The target is a knight who takes command in the rear of the enemy.

He rides a horse and wears fine armor. Obviously in the general's class.

If you defeat that knight, it's Venus, but there's still a distance and a lot of enemies are walled in and blocked.

I was beaten from the top of my helmet.

I felt a strong shock and my helmet fell off.

I stabbed him with a sword in his mouth in return.

"Get out of there. Eh!!

He then beat the enemy in front of him with a sword, snapped his head open but his sword broke from the root.

That's why my movement stopped, and the enemy's squire-like big man tackled me from the side, and I fell.

... Shit, it's not good!

I can hang it from the top, but that's not the problem.

I bridged, changed my position, and punched my groin with my fist.

An indescribable unpleasant feeling was conveyed in his hands, and the big man blew a bubble and fainted.

But stopping at enemy lines is dangerous.

Soon, my next enemy slaughtered me.

... That's it...!

Oddly enough, I can see the enemy moving slowly.

I was unable to react to the newbie and tried to take the sword as it was.

"Ulaaah!!

An enemy soldier flew towards me.

For a moment, I couldn't swallow the situation and stared.

If you look at me, the enemy soldiers and allies are rubbing against each other.

Tanqueray. Tanqueray has stopped the enemy soldiers.

He helped Tanqueray, where Lolo was working together, pulling off enemy soldiers and stabbing a stop with a dagger.

"Dear Barian, are you safe?

Andre woke me up and handed me the hand axe that was falling.

"Thank you, thank you."

I pick up the axe and look around to see what's going on.

By cooling the liver, I became strangely calm.

I don't have this crazy fever anymore.

One ally after another seems to be chasing us.

Subsequent allies are attacking more and more enemies.

"Andre, let's go! We'll cover Lolo and Tanqueray!!

I called out to Andre and went back to battle.

………………

The end of the terrible turmoil came to an unexpected end.

The horse of the enemy commander was surprised by something, and the horse stood still.

The commander fell horseback, and the Bashraar army that saw it collapsed.

You may think it's a dead horse, but if you fall from the height of a horse, it could be a dead man.

In famous places, King William III of England and Yoshie Satake, known as the Ghost in Japan, have also died from horsemanship.

Even after the collapse of our enemies, we continued our scattered pursuit, and I fell rather than a metaphor.

Perhaps there were too many brain drugs and I forgot my fatigue, but my strength was exhausted.

The battery went down like a dead battery.

I went backwards with my allies in charge and never heard of victory.

The Lionkur army then took supplies from the Bashraar army, apparently carrying out several lootings and pulling them away.

There will be no immediate threat if this hurts.

What a tight curtain, but this flashy debut that left the enemy invasion with an oligarchy was to be engraved strongly in my memory.

... you can't fight enemies stronger than yourself. I wondered how many times you'd die...

The world has the value of saying, "If you win, the official army".

In a sense, it would be the truth.

No mouth for the dead... the point is that only the winner can keep a record and write down authenticity.

If you lose, you can say whatever you want, take whatever you want.

"Justice if you win...... that means you have to choose a situation/opponent that you can win and fight"

Take it from the weak.

Avoid the strong.

As a matter of course, I carved it into my head as a strong lesson.

…… such beatings are no longer punishable.

The rabbit and horn could be won.

That's good for today.

I woke up after returning to Porto, the fortified city.