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

"" Balian!! Balian!!

"" Balian!! Balian!!

The cavalry that ran through the enemy with me was greeted with great cheer.

It is a reinforcement in the midst of a bitter battle surrounded by desperate great armies.

Moreover, the Admiral himself waved his spear and rushed... the joy of the castle soldiers was a daunting thing.

"Dear Barian! Well done, well done and safe!!

Poncello rushed in like he was impressed.

Always calm. He seems to be impressed.

"Poncero, gather the army. We're going to break through the enemy and retreat to Bashraal Castle."

Poncero said, "Is it now?" but he seems to have regained his mind.

"... indeed, now that the enemy is frightened if we are to retreat... may we abandon the castle?

"Naturally. Will the castle replace Poncero or the soldiers? Retreat to Castle Bashraal and join your allies."

Poncello looked up to heaven with his eyes closed, seemingly impressed by these words.

He doesn't show tears.

But the soldier watching this interaction heard a whimper.

"Poncero, in time, the enemy will be ready, hurry!

Poncero, who responded briefly to my words "ha", ran out to wrap up the soldiers.

The castle seems to have been exposed to quite a rush.

The number of injured is high.

If this one had moved the army properly, reinforcements might not have made it.

However, if this happens, the enemy will also notice our intentions… i.e. the "rescue" of the Poncellos.

This breakthrough will only be driven away from enemy thoughts by cavalry only.

If I have time, I can put in place measures.

Then get away with it before we can put in place measures.

This is the only way.

... Thirty-six escapes, but it's Honiarara...

When I switched, the cavalry had already put the horse to rest, took off its helmet and left.

It is also skillful to rest with a warring soldier.

When I was satisfied with the soldiers, Lolo, Toussaint and Dormier approached me.

"Dear Barrian, surprisingly, only four horsemen have been harmed."

"There seems to be no particular need to replenish the weapon because of the focus on rushing through."

Hearing reports of Rollo and Toussaint, I nodded.

"As soon as the castle soldiers are in place, it's a re-breakthrough. Let him rest while he can."

I say "dissolve" and pull the black (noir) compass.

Black drank Gabgab and water to the effect when he offered the well end bucket.

"Ok, ok, you did your best...... I can't take my armor off but be patient with me"

When I stroked my neck with a pet, the black bit Gabriel sweetly.

There's not always hostility when a horse bites.

But you need to be careful because you are angry when you are lying on your ears or shaking your neck violently.

The black is obviously following me.

I pulled my clothes and said, "Play with me," and this one cautions me... It hurts a lot when I get bitten to the meat at this time.

"Stop it, it hurts"

I stroke my black ears in retribution.

"Father"

Unexpectedly, a voice hung from behind. It's Simon.

When I switched, I felt a strong sense of vision (Dejavu).

... that? Somewhere on this occasion……

I was a little caught in thought.

It wasn't enough time for two seconds, but I felt strangely long.

... Yes, I was taking care of the horse then and to Belle...

I guess Simon, who became a boy, also has a shadow of Bell.

I laughed "F" thinly.

"Father, the…………"

"What's wrong? Did your buddy get hurt?

"It's not like that," Simon muttered as I asked.

He seems a little unwell, but did he get tired in the first place?

"Hey, what do you say?"

Maybe he doesn't know what he talked about either.

It's a good thing when you're young.

I took out Belle's skin clothes (Simmies) that I had taken before I went out and threw them at Simon.

"This? Your mother's......?

Simon looked strange.

"Oh, I'll give it back to you... when Bell and I met, I got a confession of love from Bell when I was taking care of the horse."

"Eh!! From my mother!?

In fact, it may be slightly different from the confession of love, but it would be within the bounds of error (see story 42).

"Yeah, that's when I started calling him Belle... that said, the horse was black (noir) then too. It's the first black."

By the way, the first generation of black has already reached its lifespan.

Compared to the current third generation black, it was a horse with no change of philosophy, but still a memorable one.

"Belle was cute. That's a nice place to be twitching."

"Yeah, well...... kind though"

Belle is not a tundra.

Because there's no dele... but that's good.

But as a mother, she seems to treat Simon and Raymond gently.

They're friendly to the servants, too.

She's a kitten who can't be honest with me... I don't think she ever hates me.

... Especially like they hate you... only enough to have slaughtered a clan in front of you when we first met... that? Are you fucked?

I'm getting a little nervous.

"Hey Simon... you like Belle about me, don't you?

"I don't know! Ask him!

Simon left angrily with the blimp.

Adolescent hearts seem complicated.

"Oh man, what are you doing here... you think so too, don't you?

When I called out, black dropped the bottoms and horse shit.

………………

After a while

Poncello put the soldiers together and aligned them in the square.

In the castle, baristas, catapults, etc. are sprinkled with oil, raising black smoke.

They set it on fire so that it would not be reused by the enemy.

I can't help it. The wounded were loaded onto the rear car, but I honestly don't know what this will do in the escape line......

But leaving them in a castle to abandon involves the morale of other soldiers.

"Good, open the gate! First the cavalry cuts open!!

The gate, which was distorted by the enemy's attack, was opened as Gigi and Kishimi watched.

I slowly advance and look at the enemy.

The enemy has stopped the attack and appears to be continuing the siege a little further away.

The line is quite organized, and the soldiers on the front line are quite equipped.

I know I look like an enemy, but not one of the next ones flew in.

... Yeah, I guess it's over there...

I looked at the thinning of the siege net.

There are several places where moats have been buried and made into roads.

... No, you can't... I feel bad... over there...

I aim not with reason but with feeling.

The one who calls it a battle line... it's important to say this feeling.

Maybe he's unconsciously alert to things he doesn't understand by reason.

16 years on the battlefield since the first battle with me. That's a lot of experience.

"Good, keep going with me!!

I went around the horse's head and stormed to the left.

The siege is seemingly thick there, but somewhat unnerving.

"Ohhhhhh!!

As I roared and ran down the slope, my enemies aligned their shields, put up their spears, and held me back from going.

But my spear is longer than the enemy spear.

If the spear is different in length, you just have to put up a spear and storm it.

I made it easy to break through the thin shaft and swing the spear.

Enemy frightens, disturbed queues are pushed and extended by succession.

The cavalry, in the form of a run down the slopes from the castle to reverse, ravaged the enemy formation.

Clearly, there was no resistance, except for the first one, and we broke through the enemy line as we kicked through the miscellaneous soldiers.

... What? Too brittle………?

I can't feel the will to hold us back.

I'm too unresponsive to anything.

Is this even an order that says, "Don't deal with me"?

Many of the enemies don't have brave men.

"Good, keep running through to Bashraal Castle!! I'm doing another job!

I led Dormier's troops to Bashraal Castle.

That's right, the Simmons in the first line want to let them leave.

Then, return the horse's head and attempt to re-enter the enemy formation.

The castle soldiers led by Poncero are still among the enemies.

We need to cover this retreat.

Looks like the castle soldiers set up an assault on the enemy after they randomly fired the crossbow.

The enemy line is falling apart wide and thin.

The resistance of the enemy was neglected, but the foot of the infantry didn't seem to break through at once.

And the left and right enemy soldiers are moving to pinch where their feet are dull... this is not good.

"Dear Barian! Us too!!

From what I can see, Rollo and Toussaint's troops have changed course with me.

It's a clear violation of orders, but it's not an occasion to stick around.

"Go on with me!!

I crumbled the enemy line on the right with the momentum as it stood.

... scratch it again and again and you won't be able to ignore it...!

Trying to get past me doesn't work that way.

Re-entering, I defeated several enemy soldiers swinging spears to the left and right.

However, the cavalry, which has lost momentum due to inversion, is held back by the infantry and many are taken over.

This is due in part to the fact that the horse's legs are getting tired.

Let me pass, the cavalry behind me holds back... I hate it, but I have a head to think of even the enemy.

There's no way that a breakthrough in a cavalry would have worked again and again.

Nasty enemy, I couldn't get the exhilaration of the war and bite my teeth at the creeps.

Due to instructions that the enemy's miscellaneous soldiers don't have to fight their strongest enemies either, it looks like they are resolutely attacking the castle soldiers and subsequent cavalry.

Leveraging the interests of the great army, they tighten from left to right with truly man-made sea tactics.

Toussaint, who lost his horse during the conflagration, was also swallowed up by the enemy.

There's nothing you can do if you stop at just a large number of enemies.

Toussaint is a former knight of Bashraal... who may not be bad enough to be taken prisoner... but...

... Toussaint, surrender unwillingly...

Not that I don't care, but there's no horse to put him on even if we re-enter here and rescue Toussaint.

There's no way to get us out of here.

I left in anticipation of the timing of Poncello's departure.

When I got to the rear when I left, I obviously felt the enemy's pursuit loose.

This is definitely a belly that won't deal with me.

I left for the last time while appropriately driving away my enemies.

If you look at your own army from behind, you can see the magnitude of the damage.

The cavalry of the two squads seems to have been reduced by about a quarter.

It is particularly painful that Toussaint, who may have had enough commanders, has been hit.

Castle soldiers led by Poncello, on the other hand, also suffer many injuries. I can see a lot of pain.

Not a single rear car that was carrying the wounded seems to have arrived.

They wiped out this one... there's no other choice.

But while the numbers were reduced, the infantry led by Poncello left, as did the cavalry.

I would say this operation was a success.

The departed soldier ran through to Bashraar Castle without stopping his legs.

Some stopped and fell off their feet from fatigue, but they just can't stand it.

I would like you to at least help me. "Meet me at Bashraal Castle" is the best way to encourage me.

The sun has already set and darkened, but there is land exploration.

The Night Book is supposed to hide us.

In the distance, I can see the light shining like a lighthouse.

He's setting fire to Bashraar Castle and is leading us.

I went to the castle, guided by the light, and joined my sons.