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

An encounter with Count Darmon's army.

This is never a good time, and by the time we arrived, the Lioncools were in battle.

I climbed to a terrain that had grown smaller for reconnaissance and confirmed that both armies were entering the battle.

The vicinity is wooded and hilly, with some troops seemingly protruding against each other...... One part of Count Darmon's army is also forming on the hill, but this would be a sight to behold.

Even from the enemy, it is better to assume that this movement is visible.

"You are late or don't take the delay!! Proceed!"

I fly back to my own unit, but the terrain on this battlefield is not good.

From here to the enemy army, the forest is expanding, and there is only one narrow road… If this is horseback riding, there is only so much road to go on side by side.

Take a detour around the woods and you'll be right behind the Lioncool main force... but this makes less sense for reinforcements.

I would have liked to bypass the enemy, but there is too much distance for that.

The enemy is easy to protect and this is a tough terrain to attack.

…… Shit……… Has the enemy robbed you of your interests………

I put my face to remorse, but there's nothing I can do about it now.

This was not a meeting we had talked to each other about.

It was not a free-flowing terrain to deploy the army.

As I was worried about what to do, two servants entered.

It's Lolo and Dormier.

"Dear Barrian, this is a good opportunity for a pinch. Neither the enemy nor the main army will clash in full on this terrain, and the attacker will lack it. Let's walk through the woods and put in a cross spear."

Lolo's prophecy is a high-risk operation.

It is true that if we pass through the woods, more soldiers will be able to travel than using intermediate roads.

But we can't line up in the woods, and it's hard to see how our allies are doing.

At some point it can fall apart and there can be situations like being surrounded by enemies.

Besides, we're going down a road without a path... the soldiers' feet will be dull, and it's hard to predict what kind of trouble there is.

When I murmured, "That's a beating," Dormier moved forward.

"Don't force yourself here, push your elite forward and hit it off the interstate. If we limit the number of units we engage, we will reduce this damage."

Dormier's progress is easy.

Fighting on the intermediate roads will be on a scale where two or three people will bump into each other.

If a warrior like me or Dormier stands forward, the damage will be reduced... but that's something we can tell our enemies.

It will be difficult to sharpen the enemy's forces greatly.

…… long or short, high risk high return or low risk claw return……

I thought about it for about... five seconds.

"... um, good! Dekos, put your shields in line here and put them in position. I'll pull over from the tunnel. Dormier and Simmons march apart from the woods... Decos, we'll keep the horses."

What I chose was a greedy set.

It's not a reason, it's a question.

If I attack from the middle of the road, it will draw the attention of the enemy, and I think I can fight the strong one.

An ambush squad invades from the woods into the gap where I'm rambling.

Don't bother, just pull the legs off the scene of a detailed operation or something... like this.

I assign soldiers appropriately and give instructions.

This is a speed battle. Intuition depends.

"Soldiers act without falling apart! The detached do not force, turn back for this position!!

I left my spear and black (noir) with Decos and ran out with a mace.

"Ah, Master Barrian!? Go on! Don't let Master Barian die!!

I can hear Lolo from behind.

But I can't stand it.

My body is the limit of patience now.

I run.

The specialty clasp is heavy and shorts breath, but there is no problem.

Even though it was autumn, the sweat came out. Before the production, it will be just the right up.

......... Ha, ha, ha...

I can hear my rough breath. I can see that I am daunted.

It's not a bad idea to ride a black (noir), but I think it suits my sexuality to fight with my feet on the ground.

An enemy soldier has been seen.

Two rows of columns are lined up with shields to keep things in order.

Seems highly proficient to see.

"Gaohhhhhh!!

When I raised my voice, I could see the enemy standing up.

I even remember being impressed by the enemy soldiers who set up their shields.

... These guys are a mighty enemy!

I burst into line with a smile.

Hit the leading enemy soldier in the shoulder charge mood.

My body was blocked by the enemy's shield, but no matter how much it was prevented, it doesn't make much sense.

Enemy soldiers literally blew away as they involved the back.

"Dalla ashaaaa!!

Then beat the next enemy soldier with a mace.

This was also prevented by a shield...... but is it okay?

I beat him with a mace many times from the top of his shield, kicked him down from the top of his shield where he was frightened, and stepped on him.

"I am the variant!! Is there any fate in this!?

From the top of the enemy, when I named him, it was clear that the enemy had been struck.

"……… that it is a variant?

"Stupid, general."

"As rumored."

"That's Lioncool's"

A twitch occurs from the line of enemies, but the enemies are not frightened, and the two advance forward and set themselves up.

Only two people can fight at a time on this road.

I guess they're going to fight in turn.

... you two are on your way! That's a lot of morale!

I can see that my mouth angle has risen.

The joy made my chest cum.

The enemy on the right has set up a shield on the basic street, sticking out his sword...... a trained good move.

I descend the mace to worship as I open my body, crushing the arms of my protruding enemy soldiers.

And as it was, he thrust the enemy soldier with a broken arm, making it a restraint on the left enemy.

"You're strong! Push in numbers!

"But in this narrow path..."

"Don't be frightened!

An enemy commander-like big man comes forward as he scolds the soldiers.

At the same time, the follow-ups of my allies began to appear behind me.

"Dear Barian! Safe and sound!?

Lolo rushes and stands beside me...... Did the enemy commander alert this reinforcement, set up a shield and step forward?

"Lolo, he's pretty tough."

"Sounds like... I'll take that big one!

Says Lolo leaped forward and interacted with the enemy commander... there's nothing I can do about it because there's no road width when this happens.

... Oh, that's sloppy...

I got thrown out by Lolo and ran out of hand.

You can go through the woods, but I don't want to get too grumpy and get in the way of Lolo.

When I was thinking about what was going on, I heard a groan beside me.

You can see the soldier who broke my arm.

"Let me see it."

As I approached, the enemy soldiers were frightened, but they controlled, "Don't panic, I'll check your arms," and gave in beside the enemy soldiers.

"There's still time to settle anyway, look."

When I show you with my fingers, there's Lolo and the enemy commanders with their swords and shields against each other.

They were both highly skilled at shielding and lacked attackers and restrained.

Exploring with shields and swords out and pulled in, like an early round of outboxers' matches with each other… it can be said that there is tension, but it can also be called a salt match with no movement.

To stir up the war will between the two men who make a one-horse argument, both factions say, "" Ooh! Ohh! Ohh! "" began the chanting of the hanging voice.

"Well, I'm bored, so I'm gonna check on your arm."

"No, but………….."

The soldiers were reluctant, but it's not like me and him hating each other.

I decided that this was a no-side place and stretched my curved arm to the weird one.

Enemy soldiers exclaimed in pain, but it's better said than left their arms bent.

"And then there's the deputy, the tree... just fine, you can't use it with that hand, and I'll use Omae's sword and sword belt. After that... you should hang it from your neck."

I was satisfied with my job and breathed out of my nose.

"Why are you doing this..."

"Hmm? No, Lolo's gonna be a long time."

Lolo is pretty strong.

Strong, but good at shields and good at guards and counters.

And the enemy commander sees the same type... unfortunately the two are not engaged by despair.

The battle of this hand is a long one.

From what I can see, the two seem to have started to stick out some swords and shields... but it's a long battle of their minds.

"Lolo? Are you 'that' slave warrior lolo!?

"Whoa, you know what? Glad to hear it."

Me and the enemy soldiers relaxed and started a public conversation.

As a matter of fact, battlefields are not just fierce battlefields like training grounds, but there are also relaxing places like this.

This soldier doesn't have any combat skills left, and I was totally motivated to prolong Lolo's battle with me.

This is what happens when the unwilling gather together.

The sound of a horn whistle echoed in the distance…… the enemy seems to be retreating.

"Lorro!! Keep it that far! Draw your swords on both sides!!

When I spoke, Rollo and the enemy commander slipped away and returned to each other's camp.

Lolo is surprisingly sweaty.

"Retreat! This is a draw!

I tell my allies and raise them solemnly.

Both armies have no effect on this battlefield... well, there are days when I say this.

"Um, I...?

"Hmm? You can go home. Tired."

The enemy soldier, who broke his arm, leaves again and again with his head bowed.

"Master Barian, who is that?

"No, we're getting along because we're free... because someone's dazed."

When I said the joke, I said, "I'm sorry," and Lolo looked disgusted.

"Not at all. If I were you, I'd beat the shit out of Byrne."

Lolo overheard me say yes and yes to many phonetic words.

………………

We will return to the position where Decos waits and await the return of Simmons.

According to Decos, no one came back lost in the woods.

"I see, maybe the enemy has retreated because Dormier poked the enemy's flank.

"Yes, it is possible… but this enemy was a powerful enemy."

When Lolo explained to Decos his earlier enemy troops, Decos nodded, "I see."

"That would be Count Darmon's proud Iron Shield soldier. It's an elite unit that listens to sounds like the Brotherhood of Lioncool."

The missing voice between "heh" and "heh" leaked out of my mouth when I was impressed.

"You didn't know... is the Brotherhood famous? With that said, I just heard about Slave Warrior Rollo."

"Is it that way… the iron shield was made of wood."

I'll check with Decos as Lolo smiles bitterly at my remarks, but "It's like that," Decos laughs bitterly as well.

"It's a sight to behold. Wooden shield soldiers are weak, aren't they?

"Sure."

Decos and Lolo shake their shoulders and laugh out...... these two seem to fit in and are close.

"Okay, we'll join the main force when we're all set."

When I told him, Decos and Lolo nodded softly and began to whistle the soldiers.

I know the injuries and casualties in the army, so unexpectedly, the confirmation is quick.

The military system of "Wu", which creates a five-man group starting from the Brotherhood, has spread, and now employs the guards of the territorial capital.

… make, Jean is a genius……

I admired Jean for laying down his system.

The genius should be roughing up Count Darmon territory by now.

Jean grew up to lead another army at some point.

That is both delightful and just a little lonely.

... Jean, I asked for it.

I prayed for my best friend's martial arts in the northern skies.

………………

I waited a while before falling apart and my allies returned.

Few have been wounded. Looks like he did it pretty hard.

"Dormier, are you okay?"

"Yes, we have successfully attacked an enemy who was fighting the main army from the sidelines. We didn't go deep because our reluctant enemies retreated, and we retreated."

Dormier reported faintly when I spoke.

But there is no mistake that it was quite a fierce battle.

Dormier is thin but wounded, and his spear is stained with blood.

"Dormier, it seems like you've worked long enough. Exactly."

Simmons returned as I worked for Dormier... but his face was dark.

Simon and Ku make sure to hold both sides of Ramay, and Nels carries them on top of shields and swords... looks like Ramay is injured.

"... Father, go! Ramay got hit!!

Simon looked like he was about to cry, and he headed this way and shouted up.

I guess this is asking me for help.

My practice of handling the wounded is known in the realm.

"Good, I'll see you soon! Bring it over here, water and cloth... and a needle and thread, please!

I give instructions to the surrounding area, take off Lamae's clasp and check for scratches.

Pretty deep.

My lower abdomen must have been speared, my intestines sticking out of my torn wound. There is too much bleeding.

…… belly……… no………

I told Lamey, "I can't help one in ten," as I tried not to put it on my face.

Lamaye nodded at her temperament and stared at Simon.

I'm begging for the first "blow of mercy."

"No, you can't! Can you help Lamae!? Father can do anything!?

Simon pulled his sleeve over me crying.

I sigh and shake my head at the look.

"It just keeps suffering...... look, your intestines are torn, right? There's nothing I can do about it."

Simon's complexion stains my words with despair.

"No, Lamey lived with her mother... she had a lover..."

A bump and a half-hearted Simon are squeaking.

It seems Lamae lived a civilian but not rich life.

"Simon, you do it. If I do it, Lamae will regret it."

I told Simon in disguise.

Lamaye also nodded calmly and stared at Simon.

Maybe he really wanted to laugh, but Lamae's breathing was rough and he distorted his face in bitterness.

"Lamae...... sorry!

Simon waved his dagger and wept.

It was a howling cry of beasts.

... I can't... I want to make life easier for everyone... but all I'm doing is killing my enemies and allies...

I sighed deeply.

"… it's hard to see a young man die."

Soon Dekos, who stood by his side, groaned.

"Sort of. Just like when Zillow's son died, I didn't grow anything."

I told Decos to "wait a little while for me to leave" and left the place gently.

No matter how well the operation went, the victims will be there... and it's been a hard experience for Simon.

I cling to the remains of my companions, watching my sobbing sons and sending Yale in my heart, "Get over it".

Count Dalmon's army has retreated… Nevertheless, its power has been preserved and it has only aimed to "rearrange".

It's not a loss.

Count Darmon's army will be strong and not one-handed.

I'm back on track for the next showdown to come.