Bashraar Castle, hall

Here and now, the principals and Lioncool executives gathered for a plenary session.

"First, I want you to look at this map"

Count Darmon also extended a large map there with greetings and placed a small pot of ink on the edge of the map so as not to unwind.

"This is a map of Count territory, I'm going to leave my mark on the base of the hostile forces now. Red and yellow, this is the enemy."

The Count lines up the colored stones one after the other, at first glance the red seems to be quite numerous.

On the left side of the map, red stones are placed at many bases from the west to the centre of Count territory. The Darmon Castle in the capital is also red.

Next, a yellow stone is placed to the east from the humerus (Cood) river flowing into Count territory.

"By two colors, the enemy is………."

"Yes, my brother Charlo is yellow and my brother Cleman is red. Both are basin darkness (blur), but therefore the support of the powerful is strong... well, they are just right for the light ones."

Count Darmon answered Pierre-kun's question.

There is basically a gathering of those with titles on this occasion, otherwise executives and juries are lined up to surround themselves in a slightly remote position.

"So far as we're concerned, do these two have a cooperative relationship?

Pierre asked overlapping.

Everyone is questioning me and moving the meeting forward.

"No, there's one chair and two idiots. I have other brothers, but these two are especially dumb."

Count Darmon sporadically disparages his brethren.

Brotherhood seems extremely evil.

… well, you can't say that you were kicked out by that idiot……

I kept quiet so I wouldn't say anything unnecessary.

"And this colorless black stone... this will be the stronghold of our allies"

The Count placed one cotri and one black stone in his southern stronghold.

"What, one?

I heard a voice.

There is only one stone placed at the southern end of the map.

"That's right. The Count of Darmon family has little territory but Darmon Castle. Autonomous cities will be overwhelmed by the strong ones nearby."

I mean, it seems Count Darmon was totally kicked out.

As a result of my instructions to "lure out the enemy," I'm afraid the territory is full of enemies so far.

I don't have to think you hate me a little too much.

"This southern castle is Pusan Castle. When the idiots marched, they ordered the Iron Shield soldiers to secure it. It would be a good idea to use this place as a bridgehead to advance the army."

"Well, that's not the same story as having a base. So, how far are we going? Kill the enemy and return the Count to Castle Darmon for peace?

Jean asked the Count to explain the situation lightly, "Strategic Objectives".

It is true that there is no clarity in "strategic goals", but the way the military moves forward will also change.

The Earl meditated (crushed) his eyes and silenced. He seems to be summing up his thoughts.

"... right, all the mesmerizing enemies want to kill. At least I don't want to let just Augie, the knight in charge of my brother, and Bizee, the knight who supports my brother, get away with it."

Count Darmon's eyes gained strength and narrowed and sharpened.

The strategic goal is the annihilation of the enemy… that's a great story.

"The Augies, in particular, have nearly a third of the territory of the Count, including one gate. If we don't seize this opportunity and strengthen the power of the Count's family, we won't be able to do enough work under King Lioncool."

I laughed bitterly when I heard this kind of expression.

... I see, things seem to say...

The point is, Count Darmon will want to sweep away the leading players in the territory with the help of Lioncool.

Even if I carry things forcefully, "I have King Lioncool on my back," he said, "I'm a stomach to silence."

Marrying my sister-in-law would be part of that.

Whether my mother is humble or not, it is necessary to appeal to her connection to Lioncool.

I would rather not rescue my ancient wife and son here, and I might be glad to start and finish as an unfortunate accident.

"What about the enemy?

"There are a maximum of 3,300 troops in our territory… No, can we go a little further… 3,500. Perhaps my brother (idiot) Charlo will gather as many as 1,000 even if he quotes a lot, 800 people or something. My brother Cleman has an Augie family... maybe 1,500 people. Look at a lot. Less than 2,000."

The war-loving Jean is motivated and moving on.

Apparently for him there was a lack of actors in Baron Cocteau.

"I see, will the rest be on your side?

"No way," the Earl grinned bitterly as Jean asked.

"The rest will look good, and depending on the circumstances, they will be enemies and allies. My only strength is the Iron Shield and a few children. 200."

Count Darmon is floating, but this is also the number of supporters.

This impressed me that it was something the regime had been able to run well.

Normally, it is a completely packed situation.

... I did hear you lost your support from a military failure... but this is quite a tough situation...

But I saw Count Darmon still had luck.

He held a reversal of the motto "Intimate with Lioncool" in the earthen pitch.

I can't insult the one who calls this luck.

It was the cavalry that made the unexpected appearance of just being "on the spot," or dying with flow arrows.

Warriors honor this, especially by calling it martial arts.

I stare at the map and work out my strategy.

... Do you want to slap the Clemans with a lot of numbers first? No, if you do it too flashy, the Charlottes might surrender without a fight... then no...

Count Darmon's aim is the annihilation of the enemy. I can't actually destroy them, but I want to slap both factions and do damage.

… then at the same time. With this force, we can do a two-frontend operation...

I gathered my thoughts and looked up from the map to see the faces of the generals.

Everyone is full of war... then we can't fall behind the next few.

Where it gets clogged, I think the most important element in the war is morale.

No matter how well equipped you are, no matter how well trained you are, soldiers don't fight without morale. I took the liberty of fleeing and punishing you.

And it is the general's will to increase the morale of the soldiers. The warfare of the general is passed on to the soldier and he becomes morale.

"Good, let's split the army. One attack at a time may result in more surrender while keeping your power warm. Attack at the same time and strike both"

"May I? Separating armies increases the danger."

Hearing my words, Poncero, who didn't say anything until now, spoke.

Poncero was at a meeting right next to me, the associate baron.

"Oh, there's a supply problem if you're not too big of an army. May I have the Count, too?

"Oh, that would help. If possible, we'd both like to sharpen our forces."

Count Darmon lowered his head "to be grateful" and quickly cleaned up the stone and wrapped the map around it.

"Let's give this map to King Lioncool."

When the Count handed me the map, the surroundings turned "whoa".

Saying that the lord will give you a map means the same thing as dawning on the land, and it is an offer of subordination.

"Let's gratefully accept it. From me, take this."

I removed the song knife that was on my hips from my sword belt and handed it to the Count.

This implies the establishment of a kind of subordination.

If the situation calms down, we need to officially do the curry, but this is enough for now.

"It's an unusual form of sword."

"Yes, I'm having my territory forged to imitate the weapons of the Septentriones Islands."

The Count looks at the crooked knife with interest.

This song knife is new and has a shape closer to the knife... Well, it's still closer to the knife than the knife, but it's still quite counterproductive.

"Count Darmon asks for a separate team. If the enemy says anything, we'll tell the Earl of Darmon, and you'll tell the Varians. This should give you less time to surrender."

Everyone laughs at my words.

It's a ridiculous operation, but turning around is perfect for buying time.

"The formation of the Separate Action Corps has Count Draine as general, Viscount Albor and Baron Ge...... and Count Darmon to it. The target is the Charlo Army."

It is an army close to a total of 3,000 troops. I broke the army in two.

"Count Draine, please."

When I spoke to Count Draine, he responded calmly, "I'll take care of it."

"Count Dalmon, shall we take the protection of Pussaint Castle here?

"Oh, that helps. And in the villages and cities…… refrain from pillaging anything but supplies as much as you can. I don't mind having the castle roughed up scattered. I'll take care of the prisoners."

It seems Count Darmon is already thinking about post-war rule.

Looks like he wants to weaken the chivalry and sharpen his influence.

"I will focus on the castle of the Augie family. And I'll act as scared as I can."

When I laughed niggardly, Count Darmon said, "That's great. Do whatever you want," he laughed happily nibbly.

It is a very bad face.

This time, I'll be in charge of candy and whip whips in Count Darmon territory.

When a busy servant leaves the county territory, he will be threatened with "I'll call Balian."

He hurts his enemies scatterly and beats fear to the bottom of his heart that he cannot defy Lioncool.

"Good, go north as soon as you have the support, another action from Pussaint Castle!!

When I commanded him high, the generals said, "Ha!" "Leave it to me." "Whoa!" and responded positively with individuality.

Thus, the Lioncool army moves to quell the rebellion in Count Darmon territory.

The enemy had not yet noticed the northbound of the Lioncool Army and was alert.