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

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"Currently, Castle Bashraal is under attack! The enemy is the Coalition of Cocteau Ge."

Ku, who was on the reconnaissance, reported to us in a slightly rushed mood.

Ku had climbed several cavalry rides and a small high hill to make sure the path was safe, but apparently confirmed the battle at the destination Castle Bashraal.

After a truce with the Earl of Darmon, the Lioncools marched south with their cavalry on sentry.

It's hard to tell who's the enemy and where he's lurking in Bashraal territory right now.

Somewhat, the marching legs are dull, but it is only natural to be cautious in case of encounters or surprise attacks.

…… Mm, the southern army……… has Nicolas' defense of the fortress been breached……

"Is it just the Confederacy of the South? Couldn't you confirm Viscount Bashraal's main army?

"Yes, I haven't seen it"

Ku answers my question with clarity...... but I leaned my neck when I didn't come.

"You understand that winter cannot pass with BoardOne and the Great Army. Thought the enemy's main force would take Castle Bashraal at once... what do you think?

"…… I don't know. Are you attracting us by keeping us alert……?

Me and Poncero were roaring "hmm," but I don't know how much I don't know.

"Dear Barian, it is true that the castle is under attack, no matter what the thoughts of Viscount Bashraal may be. Let's hurry to the rescue."

Lolo brought me back to reality, thinking a little bit.

It's useless to think forever about things you certainly don't know.

... Is that true too? Lolo is right......

I gave up thinking by shaking my head vigorously.

"Good, keep marching like this and slap your enemies all at once! Coo let Zillow and Andre's troops know too."

"Understood," Coo jumped on the horse and ran out to the rear.

Now the Lioncool Army is laying out a longitudinal formation with us at the forefront for the move.

A change of order requires a transmission.

Though a little inconvenient, in an age of immature communication, everything is at this pace.

I also thought about flag signals, etc., but in the end I came to the conclusion that people are sure to convey them.

The development of effective technologies is difficult.

We headed to Bashraar Castle at a speed close to the forcible forces.

………………

A few hours later

We fought against the army that was attacking Bashraar Castle, and it became a stare.

Naturally, the enemy has also noticed this way, slightly distancing himself from the castle and placing him on the flat.

That number is less than 2,000.

Large and small groups are sidelined.

Perhaps the larger would be the Baron Cocteau Army, and the smaller would be the Knight Ge Army.

There are no other enemies around.

"Still not much...... but once the battle begins, you can't do small work. We're going all at once!

This one also waited for the succeeding soldiers, and three squads lined up in a side-by-side fashion.

It is a crane-winged horizontal formation with us in the center, Andre on the left wing and Zillow on the right wing.

The Lioncool army, equipped with crossbows and rear car baristas, is resistant to shootouts and favours side-by-side alignment.

A horn whistles forward, and all the armies raise their voices.

It took the form of a meeting, but since it was an encounter at first, words matches and other rituals were omitted.

Both armies advance with arrows in meeting, but the number of archers is overwhelmed by Lioncool.

... good, keep packing the distance...

Looking at the favorable war situation, I fucking laughed...... at that moment.

Bagga.

There was an unfamiliar sound and the neighbor Lolo went down.

"Lorro! What's wrong!?

If you look, the oversized arrow breaks Lolo's shield, and the pierced arrow pierces his shoulder.

Looks like Lolo lost consciousness due to a falling shock.

Bagga.

Now the reverse neighboring cavalry has fallen.

This one is also broken with shields.

"Get off the horse! They're after us!!

I went down from my horse and flew my instructions around.

"Lower Lolo back! Horses too please!!

Lolo is in the form of sleeping on a saddle because he is unconscious and entrusts Lolo to an infantry.

Docha.

Next, a Brotherhood member was smashed in the head by an arrow.

The penetrating arrow also wounded the infantry directly behind it.

"...... damn! Barista!? Line up your shields and be on guard!! Give me your shield too!!

I'll put up my shield and join the line.

It may not work on the barista, but it can at least protect the succession.

"Dear Barian! That's it! There are giants!!

Brotherhood members shouted as they showed the enemy formation.

... What the hell is that guy! Are you a monster!?

There was a big, substandard man looking to pull a bow.

So much so that I had the illusion of being a cavalry to the scale.

The average height of amoros with poor nutritional status is not high… probably about 160 cm.

However, he is obviously likely to have 210-220 cm.

... Just kidding! You're a giant of the world!!

I was poisoned on the inside, but I can't do anything about it.

The arrow released by the giant roared, and what he thought was a barista was his bow.

Bagga.

The arrow broke its shield with the sound and blew up its allies.

There's a distance between the giant and this one, but he knows I'm here and he's shooting at the commander.

Flying distance is also a mess.

"It's a hell of a bow!

"We'll pierce the shield!?

"Steady, line up your shields!

My allies are in a mild state of panic, but I can't help it.

What matters in the Battle of Amoros is morale.

And it is the personal martial arts that inspires the morale of your allies.

Individual martial arts and morale are inherently my specialty, but there is nothing I can do about it all this time.

At any rate, the opponent is this powerful only by shooting an arrow.

If you look at the whole thing, it's equipped with two rear car baristas, a zillow with all the crossbows, and Andre's two squads are overwhelming the enemy.

But locally, this central battlefield is an enemy push. Push.

"Bear it! Bear it! Both wings are crushing the enemy!! Don't be late!!

I approached him while flying a spear, and at last the two armies bumped into each other.

"Ooooooooo!! Go on with me. Eh!!

I jumped into the enemy line as I stood up for Mace.

He beat down several enemy soldiers and inspired his allies.

Shaken to bitterness, Mace smashes bones wherever he hits an enemy soldier, depriving him of his ability to fight.

"You're weak!! The enemy is weak! Push back!!

Just as the enemy giant was inspired by martial arts, so am I. I to take the lead and kick the enemy in the ass.

It would have been nice if I had tailored the giant... but there was a distance between me and the giant, and each one would only break out somewhere else.

"Humph!!

I smashed a mace in the front enemy soldier's skull with a full swing.

... You see that! My battle... Oh, come on!?

If I saw my own formation, my allies would be blown away, not metaphorically.

The Titans are holding each of these in their left and right hands and manipulating them freely.

It's like a twig... it's not human.

I was stunned by the sight of only one of them falling apart.

After the giant progresses, his allies are scattered like they were sprinkled by a mixer.

"Damn, lol!! … is not there……… anyone, cover me!!

I was forced to turn back and rush toward the giant.

My sudden escape and running through self-defense creates confusion, but not now.

Leaving the giants alone will crush their own formation, and if they do poorly, it will lead to the collapse of the battle line.

"Don't back off! Make way!! I'll show the giants!!

As I approached him aloud, my enemies and allies noticed me and paved the way.

That's all the fighting heals and wraps up in a different atmosphere.

"It's Varian de Lioncool!! If you have the courage, take the challenge!!

I raise my name and provoke the giant.

"Baaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!! I am Sebastian!! I got Count Lioncool's neck!!

The giant roared.

I feel frightened (hissing) by the sound of a voice on the bottom of my stomach.

I observed the giant.

Big guy, horn big guy on the rabbit...... I'm done with this.

For the first time since I was an adult, I've seen someone bigger than me.

He's taller for the first minute than me... probably over 220 centimeters. It's the size of a misdigit.

The face is deep in digging and unusually long. This is a typical Giant's disease characteristic.

Having no surname is a free folk or slave, but the giant's gear is not a crude thing...... perhaps a free folk.

Even a free people can be equipped with rewards if they have as much martial arts as he does.

The giant is wearing leather armor and has a claw in his left and right hand.

He looks surprisingly young... in his mid-20s.

You seem to mistake me for the 'Count' who doesn't have a title... well, if you're a free citizen it's like that.

... Sebastian!! You bastard!!

I encouraged myself to face the giant.

"GOOOOOOOO!!

"Gaohhhhhhh!!

Me and the giant yelled.

It's the name of two beasts.

The two large beasts intimidate each other as to which is stronger in this territory.

At some point, the surrounding area created a space like a wheel, which became a ring of hedges.

"Ohhhh!!

Suddenly I jump on a giant and set up a battle.

However, Mace was prevented by the overlapping bamboo.

Jump out quickly and take a distance before the counterattack arrives.

... Apparently, you know a lot about martial arts...

I was amazed at the giant's nest.

If they're amateurs, the difference in arm strength won't be bitter, but if the giants have any idea, it's different.

Even with some initial skill, if 220 cm is indiscriminate in weight, it will even beat the world champion.

The giants met overhead to provoke me.

Jackin Jackin and a unique metal sound ring.

…… Stick it in!!

"Wow!!

As he bursts in with a roar like a wolf howl, he wields a wave that the giant was waiting.

I bowed down to my right hand and slapped Mace to my left hand and bounced off.

…… eat up!!

I punched him in the face with a shield, but the giant took him by the shoulder.

"Gaaaaaa!!

A disorganized giant wields a cloud of darkness, and I take a long distance.

The sound of the wind cut through my eyes, but I was wary of the strange sound of the wind cut coming from the wind.

The swinging giant leaves me alone and approaches me like a tornado.

Many times he meets with Mace and uses a shield.

I didn't take it, but I lost my shield immediately.

My favorite mace also seems to have developed distortion (boiling)... it's not balanced.

"Olya!!

I throw down my shield and mace and set up a one-legged tackle on the giant with a throwaway.

It looks like the giant got stuck in this, too. Me and the giant fell entangled.

How did a giant fall off his back when he didn't know he was passive?

... Got it!!

I hold the giant's heel and twist my leg.

It is an indirect technique known as heel hold or heel hook.

Don't hesitate, with my strength, I twisted my heels up all at once.

Mockingbirds and unique sounds convey the feeling of a giant's knee being destroyed in his hands.

A heel hold is a knock-out move, not a heel.

"Gaaaggh!"

The giant screams pitifully.

It's probably the first arthroplasty I've ever experienced. Don't hesitate, taste it thoroughly.

......... hung up!

I felt a loss of resistance from the giant's knee and jumped away at once.

The giant is rolling around with his knees, not the other way around.

Papwowowow.

Papwowowow.

Papwowowow.

The horn whistled.

It seems the enemy is retreating.

Perhaps Zillow or Andre broke the enemy.

I pull out the song knife as it is and face the giant.

"Here, surrender... ugly"

He wept in pain and surrendered to me as the agonizing giant lay asleep.

"You can't, die!!

I swung my song knife as it was, crushing the giant's skull.

The sharpness of a song knife like the one at the end was so bad, I slapped him several times, and finally the giant died.

It was close to a slaughter.

"Huh, it's Lolo's revenge! You can't possibly forgive me!!

I stepped on the head of a desperate giant and shook up a song knife.

"It was a victory!! Kick your enemies. Eh!!

I called out to my frightened enemy allies and prompted them to pursue me.

"It was Master Barrian's victory!!

"Kill him! Kick his enemies!

"Run! Sebastian has been killed!!

"Around! You're a coward."

"Hang on! Hang on!

Fighting began around us as if suddenly the time had moved.

No, it's not a fight.

At the earliest, the enemy had no war, and instantly the hedgerow collapsed and the slaughter began.

Enemy allies formed a training ground to avoid the remains of me and the giants, making my surroundings a pompous and strange space.

"Oh, I'm tired."

He lowered his back to the stone beside him, speaking "Nice Fight" to the carcass of the giant.

I ran out of spirits and roots in a critical battle.

"There's a hell of a lot going on in the world."

I shivered once again at the battle of the giants.

The hustle and bustle of battle gradually move away.

From what I can see, the gates of the Bashraar castle have also been opened, and they appear to be taking part in the pursuit.

......... you didn't have Viscount Bashraal...... why isn't he moving? …… no, can't you move………?

I watched the hustle and bustle of the chase as I walked away.

"Hey, what do you think?

I speak to the giant.

Naturally, I haven't heard back.

Second, I noticed my favorite mace rolling on the side and picked it up.

I'll shake it a little, but it's still out of balance.

Looks like the axis is bent.

"Oh, you can't do this anymore... you've worked well for me."

I looked back at my memories with Mace and remembered my daughter I held in Portu, the fortified city, when I had just made it.

... that was just... Manon... with red brown hair... I want to see you again...

Reminds me of a blurry old woman.

Memories are always sweet sepia colors.

In the distance, you can hear the victory.

I got up and walked out to my side.