Tadashi Tanaka (41) Birth of a Kingdom – ‘Medieval Europe Is Too Harsh!’

It will be morning and military discussions will be held with the knights for a crude breakfast.

Speaking of military discussions, we have decided to head to the rendezvous point, only scheduled notifications.

It doesn't seem like a very meaningful military debate, but this is a pose that says, "I also respect the opinions of the knights."

They may resent being "lightly seen" if their pride is high and they don't open military discussions and confirm their intentions.

He admits I'm a general, but that's not what I'm talking about.

They must defend their honour with them.

If their colleagues and the soldiers they lead think, "It's no big deal," they won't be able to live as knights.

They are troublesome in that sense, but they are also reliable beings who act as brave and resolute force leaders in battle.

Sometimes eating the same meal like this isn't a bad thing.

The knights have no particular questions either, and the military debate is over.

"Andre, Poncero, put the soldiers together. We're leaving."

I give instructions to Andre and I head to the stables.

I don't ride horses in fights because I'm always in turmoil, but I ride horses on the move.

There is no such thing as a horse, but I don't hate animals.

This is how I take care of myself once in a while.

Saddle the horse and attach the head.

... I'd like to change my hooves too... sorry.

I stroke my horse's neck okay.

"Are horses family, too?

Looking back, I had a knight's daughter.

Looks like he wasn't on his way to the merchant's caravan yet.

"Is this guy... family? Um, you're one of them."

I put my hand on my chin and think seriously.

Many knights call horses family and partners, but I don't have many horses in my custody.

"What's your name?

"The horse's? It's black. Because it's black."

I showed off my simple and extreme name.

I think it's easy to understand, but Jean doesn't approve of it.

The woman also laughed coughingly...... I've never seen this woman smile before.

"Give me your name. Your name as a slave."

A woman stares at this one with a serious look.

I have power in my eyes. Not until yesterday, a strong light.

She would have accepted something.

Her clan has been murdered by me, and she is alone all her life.

Even if her relatives inherited the castle, there is no place for her there.

"Right……… Belle"

Belle is a beautiful, beautiful, wonderful word for nuance.

"Belle... you may deserve a concubine who lives by selling her body"

Woman... Belle smiled at me with a "fu" smile.

"I will have a child. I will let her kill you…… and I will avenge the family."

"Right, that's a good idea"

Me and Bell exchanged mouths... I can't just wait for the army to start, so I injected reason all the way into my lower body and am a patient child.

After a long kiss, the saliva twitched and pulled threads into each other's mouths.

"Head to the caravan, we're leaving."

I called out to the soldiers who were hiding behind the horses and said, "You don't have to hide."

They came to prepare knights and Albert horses, but they were reluctant to hide in the kissing scene, apparently.

Looks like Bell's headed straight for the caravan.

... Not good, not good... I need to get a mansion so Smina and Katia don't find me...

By now I felt a cold sweat blow out of me saying, "It's Eli."

………………

The army leaves the castle and heads north.

That said, there is no land mapping, and it is a march while plundering villages to replenish them.

It is actually absurd enough to be moving "north".

"Hey Albert... if you're planning on meeting up, it should be time to get to the rendezvous point, right?

"Mm... I think I may have strayed west or east.

What's west or east... True or False... The point is, you're lost.

I swallowed a sigh.

It's each other who's lost.

It's not just Albert's fault.

"Sorry, I seem lost...... Albert, let's climb that hill. I might be able to confirm it from high ground."

I apologized to Albert.

Mutual, but sometimes if a young man apologizes, it fits round.

It's old-fashioned…… even Albert, who kills people like they breathe, is an old man.

Albert nodded, "Okay."

The army changed its direction... then a terrible heavy rain broke out.

Heavy rain like I've never experienced before.

The rain slams the ground hard, and I can't hear anything else.

You can't even see a few meters away and keep your eyes open.

…… Ma... to... Roo!!

I raise my voice desperately, but the sound of rain overwhelms me, and I fail to follow my instructions. I went down the horse and let the nearby soldiers grab my shoulder.

Walk towards the woods grabbing each other's shoulders so that they are not distracted.

The woods should do some good.

... Shit, you've never seen an umbrella since you got here?

For the record, the origins of umbrellas are very ancient and have been confirmed in Egyptian murals, etc., but in the West the word "umbrella" became popular only after the 17th century.

Looks like it was brought in from overseas.

It was England in the 18th century that the modern form of "Western Umbrella" was completed, and since then it has become explosively popular and modern.

The author has heard from Italians that "modern style umbrellas originate in Italy", but unfortunately we do not know their authenticity.

Anyway, in the Amoros region of the living age of the variants, "rain is something to be hit".

Let's get back to the variants.

…… into the woods, a little better………………?

As always, the heavy rainfall continues.

I can't even start a fire in this condition, I just have to stand still.

Everyone thoughtfully outweighs the rain in the shade of a tree.

If you move poorly in the rain, you will accumulate fatigue and the soldiers will fall apart.

People just get tired of getting hit by rain.

... Oh man, supplies could be no good either...

I stared at the sky as a cunt.

………………

How much time has passed.

The weather, which was so rough, healed perfectly.

... That's weird, Guerrilla. Is it heavy rain?

When I was staring at the sky blurry, I heard the noise and the noise that I could hear.

It is the sound of a march.

…… from the other side of the forest…………!

I lead a group of brothers in the direction of sound.

Doing so, I saw incredible things there.

... the army... the enemy, the great army... this is a mess, if you don't run...

I was stunned.

Out of the woods is the enemy's army… 2,000, or 2,500, may be there.

That's marching just a few dozen meters away.

"Dear…, … Dear Barian"

For a moment, it was Jean who pulled me back.

Be wary of your enemies or your voice is low.

"Let's do it, the enemy hasn't noticed. Besides, it's a forcible army in the rain. I'm tired."

I was stunned by Jean's words.

... Koitsu, you're telling me to stick it in my enemies 5x!?

I felt a tremor.

I can't wait to take a piss.

I can't stop standing there and pissing.

It's a little embarrassing but better than leaking.

"Wow, it's usually something that freaks me out and stops answering."

"Poncello, our general is not lined up, nor is he a size."

Poncero and Jean slap a light mouth and laugh "Cook".

Checking around, the Brotherhood is all laughing. It's the fierce grin of a carnivore, targeting his prey.

... Well, if it's an ambush, you should be able to target the enemy general. Jean can snipe... and he can do it!

I took a piss and calmed down a little.

I think I'm recovering from panicked thinking.

"All right, gather the soldiers. Quiet."

At my behest, the team falls back.

I told them to call the soldiers.

"Dear Barrian, Jean, I will apply mud to your helmet and armor. When the sun comes out, it's bad. If you find me first, I'll punish you."

Lolo muddied and rubbed it against Bechari and his own clasp.

They want to curb the reflection of the sun.

I felt as reliable as I used to feel calm Lolo.

"Ha, that's fine............"

Jean threw mud at my face.

Making noises with Bechari makes me muddy.

"…… Thank you."

I thank Jean with anger.

... he knows he can't get mad... damn it!

I can't shout now, but seeing Jean desperately laughing makes me sexually angry.

"Jean, please be adult now. You'll be out in no time."

I hung the mud from Jean's head as Lolo laughed "hehe".

Jean is a year younger than me and Lolo and he is always a Yancha apprentice.

Adult Lolo has always acted as a stopper...... that's still the same now.

I was lucky enough to meet two difficult friends.

Seriously, he's the best of us.

While we were playing with the mud, if we switched, the soldiers were gathering.

When I pulled the mace off my hips, everyone grabbed the weapon.

"Jean, snipe at the great enemies nearby. That's the signal."

The distance from the enemy forces is slightly more than 60 meters… but Jean will not suffer.

Jean squeezed her bow with a chilli and let it go.

I don't even have to see the results.

"Assault!!

I ran out screaming.

In front I saw the knight fall. Jean's arrow is piercing her flank.

"Go on! Go on! Go on!!

I run screaming.

My long slide is huge, approaching Gungung and the enemy formation.

Then a horseback ran past me... Albert.

...... Oi Oi Oi Oi!? I'm 60 years old, I'm about to ride!?

I chase desperately.

Then Albert doesn't hit the enemy army, he's running right through it... and he's drawing the enemy's attention.

It's a light-hearted compass. Skilled moves glow.

The enemy is confused and the arrows don't fly.

"Follow me!! Go on. Eh!!

I slashed from the oblique rear of the enemy army screaming.

Enemy commanders should be sniped by Jean.

I ramble and frighten my enemies.

"Uwah!? A monster!"

I beat up a frightened enemy.

Bacharn and I made a strange noise and my head blew up.

It's a clean hit.

Next door, Rollo was punching the enemy in the face with a shield.

The shield is not on the surface, it is fundamental to put up the end part and hit him.

Lolo's battle is not flashy, but he is loyal to the basics, and he will surely finish off his enemies.

I also beat Lolo to the stomach of an enemy soldier with a fine clasp in front of him.

Making noises like traffic accidents with Gachan, the enemy soldiers rolled over, spitting goboli and blood as they were.

"Tanqueray! Don't go too far forward!! Poncero! Have a tan curry!!

Tanqueray is brave, but it was a while ago.

Poncello goes to cover and consolidates the sides of the Tanqueray, but it seems that the strong enemies of the knight and squire classes were solidifying.

The two of them are being pushed back immediately.

Tanqueray was poked with a spear.

"Don't be frightened Tanqueray!! We're going now!!

That's what I said, but I'm all over it.

I try to make my way as I kick the enemy soldiers, but I can't get on with it.

Our ambush makes enemy soldiers flee, but commander classes such as knights are desperate to fight.

I don't know if it was to avoid Jean's sniping or to prepare for a brawl, but the knights descend and are courageously challenged.

... This is a big win! Something so desperate to protect so far is nearby...... possibly Uncle Berger!!

"Attack! Attack!

I broke the head of the enemy knight with my helmet as I flew.

Soon the next knight arrived, but he was strong.

The knight skilfully mocks my mace and puts in many pokes and slashes.

However, the weight doesn't seem to be on because of the distraction.

It's not enough to pierce my grandfather's armor.

"GAOOOOOOO!!

I barked like a beast and threw a shield at this mighty enemy.

The knight was frightened and broke down.

Hold the mace with both hands as it is and beat it up.

Mace roared and crushed the enemy knight...

But it does not reach the enemy soldiers who sheltered the knight.

The spine of the enemy soldier was smashed.

"Vicente!? This monster!! Get a Vicente for good!!

The enemy knight came on his way as he went half frenzied, but the enemy soldiers surrounded him and backed off.

As it was, the enemy collapsed and fled to scatter.

It's not retreat, it's breakdown.

... let the spare prey escape...

That was a mighty enemy.

Perhaps he had his main unit behind him.

We stormed there... it must have been reasonable and tough.

It was a desperate defense to protect the enemy general.

Enemy collapses and allies chase… it is the chase that damages the enemy.

I'll leave that to the knights, just fight them fully.

"Tanqueray! Are you all right!?

I run over to Tanqueray.

Severe sickness...... several spots poked by enemy spears, left palm halved. I don't have any pinkies and medicine fingers.

"The scratches are shallow! Hold on tight!

I took the Tanqueray and ran to the woods where the merchants were.

Looks like Lolo got flanked, too.

Poncero is also injured and bleeding from his face.

... This is what war means, killing means being killed...

A brilliant surprise attack crushed five times as many enemies.

But I didn't have the pleasure of victory.