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

A few days later

The Lioncool army marched at a tremendous speed and met the enemy at just a few kilometres to the western fortress.

The terrain is very undulating. There is a low but steep slope around the middle of the battle between us and our enemies, and the flatlands are narrowed so that they are bracketed.

In this terrain, a large number of soldiers will not be able to pass through at once.

The enemy is in formation at the narrow end of the line, waiting.

If you march inadvertently, a small number of allies will surround you.

We stopped the army a little further away and entered the military council.

"Chip, that sounds like you know all about the interests of the land... that's a pain in the ass"

"But the numbers are known to be high. I haven't seen a thousand of them."

First, Roger makes a candid point, and Pierre hits the congruence.

The young Roger speaks without fear and warms up the meeting.

It is a mild impression on my uncle Rodrigue's man, but a moodmaker of the Lioncool army, and this is now a valuable quality.

I nodded at their words and carefully observed the enemy and the terrain.

There are a handful of enemy soldiers on a steep slope, but this would be a lookout.

It is good to assume that if this one takes a detour or other means, it will defeat the enemy.

Brilliant placement.

This can be called a battle closer to a base offense than a field battle.

But what bothers me is the lack of enemies. A thousand people are too few for anything...... I don't feel there is an ambush even in the shadow of the slope.

"Look, that slope is perfect for lurking ambushes. The enemy's aim is to fight in front of us. You can't go wrong with me."

Everyone nods at my point.

"We have a small number of enemies, but a separate team could bypass us and launch an attack. Simon and Dormier lead the cavalry half by half to guard our left and right."

Anyway, I'm concerned about the small number of enemies.

It's easier to assume there's a separate team here.

Especially this time, the thin terrain will take the form of enemy allies hissing each other... the cavalry is unsuitable for rioting.

Have your cavalry focus exclusively on sentries and opponents.

"Okay," Simon and Dormier concurred, "I understand," and immediately moved out.

"But if we attack from here, the enemy won't move. How do you do that?

Decos asked as he wrote a topographical map to the ground.

The more terrain maps you look at, the harder it is to attack.

"Bring the surrendered rebel forces forward. Either way... there will be ambushes around here, or they will be besieged and defeated before they cross the narrow road."

I explain as I add troops and arrows to the topographical map drawn on the ground.

"If the enemy hits us with the momentum of their pursuit, fire simultaneously in the deployed Zillow and Andre forces."

Attacking a collapsed enemy is a constant means of warfare.

If the front lines collapse, the chaos of the losing allies will be contagious to the troops behind them, and they won't be able to collect.

There is no doubt that if this front line collapses, the enemy will go after it.

Snipe there with a barista or crossbow.

When he heard about my operation, Andre looked hard and said, "May I have a moment?" and pinched his mouth.

"As I said, I was wondering if losing allies would be a shield and shooting would be difficult..."

Andre's words were accurate and everyone nodded "Exactly."

But with me, that's about it.

"The surrendered rebel forces are not allies, shoot them indiscriminately from the enemy. If your enemies get confused, we'll bring them straight into the chaos. Even if there are ambushes, if it's a brawl, there's a lot of them. It's better this way."

My words silenced Singh on the spot.

Exactly. Everyone seems to be pulling a dong on orders to attack every ally.

"Stop it, other soldiers are distrustful, huh?

Roger blatantly looked at him and objected.

Certainly the soldier's dissatisfaction would increase if the allies were used like disposables.

Roger's concerns are overwhelming.

"Hmmm, the enemy may be laying low to target the young man... he may need a decoy to find out what's going on."

Zillow gripped his chin mustache (beard) with a difficult face.

Me and the Bashraar army have exchanged drinks and, in a way, have been exposed to each other.

The enemy knows I will always fight on the front lines, and setting a trap there and targeting the general's head is predictable enough.

If you take the general's head, the war will end. It is a cold game without waiting for the end of the game.

"Right, Master Barian is a fierce general who has always fought through the lead. If I were the enemy, I would have a lot of ideas about taking over the top 100. I'm pretty sure ambushes and archers are hiding first."

Decos continued to say "to it" in a gentle tone to calm the place down.

"You can't put all the rebels in the same line as the Belli and Antormon families. This is a misogyny."

This one word determined the atmosphere.

Decos understood what I was trying to do.

Veteran Decos is probably the oldest elder in the entire Lioncool army.

His words weigh in, and he's really good at taking them between.

Everyone seems convinced 'somehow' to blame the rebels.

Is this a moral move?

"Good, position the archer in a position where you can aim for the exit of the narrow road. We have to promise a heap of rewards to those who are at risk."

I laughed and tightened the spot.

Only Decos remains as we all move out in a hurry, looking at us.

"Dear Barian, you've changed in this battle. Has the king's consciousness been created?

Decos called out to me nibbling.

I guess this is saying that I rarely get into the lead.

"No, it just hangs on a visible trap..."

"No, Master Varian would have attacked without asking. Brilliant."

Decos laughs reluctantly, "Am I retiring with this, too?

"Well, I won't let you hide in peace. Placement."

When I was chasing him, Dekos shook his shoulder and showed it away.

... Please stop saying things that look like death flags...

I also laugh bitterly and cross over into black (noir).

We need a lesson before we attack.

I headed to the rebel forces' unit and proceeded with my horse.

………………

A few hours later

Four hundred rebel troops were ahead of the line on the street, and the battle was launched.

Their morale is not low because it is a dangerous task but it is also an honor and promises many rewards.

If nothing happens, we will rush through the narrow road (Ayro) with a momentum that seems to kick through about a thousand of our enemies... I can tell, an ambush appeared from the shadow on the slope and was cut off.

If this happens, it is mayhem.

"Ooh, I knew you were there. If you'd run ahead like you always do, Eli, you'd have seen your eyes."

I tap a joke-stained light mouth, but I was a little frightened on the inside.

As it happens, there was an abandoned pawn this time called the rebel forces, but otherwise someone who led the soldiers would have stood there as a warrior.

"You have a conscience not to be an archer."

From what I can see, the ambushes are not heavily armed... I guess the troops like the archers, who are still soldiers gathered close to the hungry, have not been able to organize properly.

However, morale seems to be high.

"No, there's a soldier up high with a bow."

Poncello indicated the high ground on the slope with his fingers.

Looks like a lookout on the slope is releasing an arrow.

"I see. He doesn't have many archers, but he seems to be handsome...... turn to Erwanje. They of the mountain tribe can climb even if it's too hard."

Poncero takes my instructions and starts taking command aloud. Then the alien mercenaries quickly rushed out to the slopes.

You should leave that to them.

Troops of insurgent forces who have been turned into cotempans are fleeing back here while doing so.

The enemy also enters the fleeing rebel soldiers, and it looks like they are at once going to attack this one.

…… you hung up………

I laughed niggardly at the fact that the war went according to my predictions.

"Hey, give me your bow, too."

I receive an arrow and bow from a soldier on the left and right, and join the shooting.

Big body I used a strong bow and fired arrows one after the other with an absurd aim.

It is a blind shot at a group of enemy allies that cannot be targeted.

Whether I hit it or not, I let go of seven arrows.

"Brilliant, I thought it was time."

Poncello, who was anticipating the war next door, handed me the spear.

It will be a battle on foot to become a mixed battle, but this Anselm specialty long spear will be powerful enough on foot.

Looks like an enemy ally with an arrow fired into the mess and is in a mayhem.

"I will leave the command of the soldiers to you."

I said a word to Poncero and ran out without even hearing back.

"Go on with me. Eh!! Assault!

I ran with a spear and jumped straight into a confused group.

The tip of the spear slips tully into the belly of the leading enemy soldier.

Sharpened spears penetrate the human body easily if they are not inhibited by armor or bones.

If the tip of the spear is too pricked, it may not fall out and take the unexpected unconsciousness. But if you're shallow, you can't defeat the enemy.

It is difficult to apply or subtract this force.

I rolled out my spears as they were and hung one enemy soldier after the other.

Some enemy soldiers have spears, but the reach is different in the first place.

They will not be swallowed by my spears.

By mistake, I also stabbed about two rebel soldiers, but no problem.

There are no uniforms. Misdemeanor is not uncommon.

He's bad at making confusing moves on the battlefield.

"The enemy is weak! Hang on!! Hang on!!

I scold my allies and wave my spear.

It was troublesome to stick with a spear in it, and he swung his spear overhead into the midst of a mix-up.

"GOOOOOOOO!! Die!! Die eh!!

From my experience in battle, I am familiar with how to fight riots and mixed wars.

Anyway, shout out loud and go wild.

The giant enemy will hate me if I run around in tears.

Most of them don't fight strong enemies. Nobody wants to die.

The more violent you are, the more frightened your enemies will be, and the more they will be.

But this time the enemy was different.

Obviously, someone is after me.

"There he is! Variant!!

"Surround! I can't take a ride!!

"Take revenge!!

One enemy soldier after another is stripping me of my strong hostility.

That number is painfully impressive and there are no fewer than 10.

... maybe you were looking for me because I wasn't there earlier?

For example, it's a lot of dumb talk.

But they are equipped with cracks and mattomos, and they have high morale to see… they are powerful enemies who have an atmosphere that sets them apart from other hungry soldiers.

I know enough to weigh the resentment from Bashraar…… It's a hard thing to have troops after me on purpose.

... Vengeance, huh? You know too much!!

The spear I swung devoured the shield of the enemy soldiers, and the eartips broke when I made a sound with Bakin.

"Now!!

Targeting me in a disfigured position, a horizontal enemy stuck a spear in my belly.

But the gushing and the metal sounds, and the enemy spears are held back by my armor.

This armor is specially made of a double braided clasp with iron plaque.

Furthermore, the leather armor is layered from the top and cannot be pierced by the spear there.

However, the eartip of the spear was struck without passing, and the pain is painful.

"It hurts! You bastard!!

I let go of the broken spear and fed the enemy soldiers who poked at me with the kind of binta that would slap me as much as I wanted.

Hitting a helmet enemy with his fist hurts his hand. In this case, flat-handed is easier.

Like a pitcher I throw with an overthrow, it's a binta I slapped with a whole body movement.

The eaten enemy soldiers bent their necks in strange directions and kissed the ground with momentum.

The enemy soldier is so stunned... it will only be a few seconds in time, but I pulled out the knife and stared at the enemy soldiers surrounding him.

"Then it's a Bakemon…… the spear doesn't go through."

Targeting an enemy soldier who clearly showed fright, I raised my roar and hit myself.

He blew flashly, involving about a few soldiers behind him and fainting.

If you break the siege, it's this thing.

I keep waving a song knife and slapping my enemies. Poorly cleaved song knives are close to blunt weapons and are very user-friendly.

"There! Cover Master Barian!!

"Don't let Master Barian die!!

Here the succession caught up, and the situation leaned all at once.

Troops targeting me were also defeated one after the other, making it a one-sided deployment.

Winning in numbers and equipment, the Lioncool army overwhelmed the enemy and finally reached the other side of the narrow road.

This is what I did.

I started out wary of the low number of enemies, but it's unnatural not to come here and put in ambushes or reserve power... it's natural to assume that there's no such thing.

I don't care why there are so few enemies. It's important to stab the enemy in front of you.

"Kill him! Kill him!! Give the bashralls a stop!!

I threw down a completely crushed song knife and picked up two short spears that were falling off. I ran all over the enemy, swinging them with my left and right hands.

There's not much point in swinging the spear left or right if you think rationally.

But the enemy soldiers, scared to notice, will see me swinging their spears flashly and run away with me first.

It is not easy to rebuild what is called war once the situation is tilted.

It is no longer a battle… the trend of this battle (sorry) has been decided.

"Dear Barian!! Please refrain from deep pursuit!!

I stopped moving with a still voice and returned to me.

Pierre.

Looking at it, the wound appears to have been wounded and the whole face is covered in blood.

"The enemy is a total collapse, a great victory!! Leave it to your side."

If you look at it, the enemy is completely collapsed, disturbing the calculations and escaping thoughtfully.

I nodded at Pierre and stopped.

"Pursuit!! Earn your neck after him!!

When I fly, my allies respond aloud and join the chase one after the other.

Defeating fleeing enemies is easy, and earning a neck chase is like a bonus to soldiers.

You may resent me for badly embezzling you... Pierre will be right in judging you.

"Pierre, did you get a hand injury? Let me see."

When I glanced into Pierre's face, he shyly shylocked.

"I'm shallow... I'm unconscious"

If you look at it, it is shallow and cleaved from cheek to jaw on the left.

"Sure shallow but wide scratches...... don't leave any marks"

Surprisingly, the face is susceptible to scratches on the battlefield.

I can avoid it to some extent if I get my cheeks on, but my cheeks are like my trademark, and there's nothing I can only wear as much as Jean or Lolo.

"That's a birth wound. I don't have a pretty face, but as a knight, I get more piercing"

"Yes, thank you."

Pierre honestly rejoiced and showed her white teeth.

I guess this is how the boy becomes a knight in service.

"Let's get the soldiers together, one more thing."

Pierre caught me laughing, too.

In the distance, I heard Seung-Joon.