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

Moving the army north, we saw the castle, our first goal.

It's not a big castle.

It is situated a little high, but it is a small castle with earth bases and wooden fences.

Troops are no big deal either.

Down the slope of the gate is a lonely settlement to call Castle Town... This is a wooden building with dozens of straw buildings.

"You've been noticed"

When Lolo shows the castle watchtower, he sees some soldier screaming in a hurry.

From them, suddenly an unidentified army appeared.

The noise of a whistle blown away from the castle.

"Well, that's the people who started the rebellion. He seemed to be on guard."

"Ha, this is the front line from Pusan Castle."

Jean is happily observing hostility.

I'm really happy with the battle.

I laugh funny and laugh at how it goes.

"What is it, weird?

"No, I'm glad. Let's go all at once, Jean, and don't be late."

I grabbed the spear from the spear holder and ran the horse straight away and said, "Keep going!! shouted."

"The king ran!?

"Don't let His Majesty die! Go on!!"

"Just ride ahead!

The voice of the rushed men in the back echoes, but Rollo and Jean are used to it.

It's sticking perfectly behind me.

It is the Brotherhood that follows.

"Is Jean okay? Let the soldiers go."

"Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah"

Lolo and Jean are swallowing conversations as they run their horses. I don't think it was before the war. Calm down.

But I'm not.

I can't help but feel high and my body is driven by a strong urge.

"We got horseback riding out of the castle! An ambassador! Keep poking and killing him!!

I show the enemy's ambassador with a spear as I run.

Probably a quest against an unidentified army.

Two rides, one less than this one.

"Long time no see! This feeling!"

"There are three hunters and two prey...... the faster one wins!!

Lolo raced the horse to accelerate it. They're stirring us up.

"Okay, it's competition!

Jean also accelerated as a loser.

I'm as naive as a kid running to compete.

Behind the two of them, I hallucinated the day when we all learned equestrianism at an early age.

On the other side, the ambassador stops a little further away from the castle and peers this way.

Maybe we mistook it for an ambassador or something.

Something seems to be screaming at us.

Normally, it's a name before a castle attack, but it's none of our business.

We headed to the surprise ambassador and packed the distance at once.

"Ha, I got it!

Jean stormed in as he swung his spear, poking and killing his military-like cavalry.

Lolo also continues, knocking the cavalry next door off the horse with his sword.

... Damn, are you late...

I gently tongued and ran past my friends' side.

"It's the winner of the guy who killed the most!! I'm the first in the village!

The two familiars are masters of equestrianism. If you don't surprise me, you lose the competition.

I add a clap to the black (noir) and run to fly.

Jean raised her voice in protest in some way, but it was wiped out by the sound of the wind.

... Fast, fast, awesome...

Black has a huge horse body and extraordinary horsepower.

If we accelerate, no one can chase us.

... I'm sorry, Jean...

"This is also a tactic!! Yahhh!!"

My thoughts leaked out of my mouth.

The villagers have noticed strangely and are beginning to evacuate to the castle, but it is too late.

I rode in with a horse from behind the group and poked the old woman in the back with a spear.

Running villagers scream, one after the other, over black horseshoes.

"Run, run!! I'm gonna kill you. Whoa!!

Run black to draw a circle and ride apart to scatter villagers.

Those who hurry to the castle, those who flee in the wrong direction, those who snap on the spot as they gave up, the villagers fall apart in a good way.

If the villagers scatter, no arrows can be fired from the castle.

Because accidental shooting can't live in a village society.

It is no exaggeration to say that we are all relatives in a small village. He won't be able to live when he says, "He killed my wife," etc.

After a while, Jean and Lolo followed us with the Brotherhood.

"Cunning! Still king!?

"Haha, he's a king!!

I swung my spear and slashed the farmer's back.

To be honest, I was a little anxious about my first fight since I got one eye, but it doesn't seem to have much impact.

Even if the target is somewhat uncertain, the target is huge.

"Look! The castle gate is still open!! Attack them!"

I give instructions to the Brotherhood and head to the gate myself.

The evacuation of the villagers has not yet been completed, and the gates of the castle are open… they cannot be closed.

"Keep following me into the castle! Assault (Charge)!!

I run as I kick the villagers.

Fun, too much fun.

His opponent became a soldier on the way, but he rides into the castle square in black (noir) and waves his spear.

The number of castle soldiers was small, and all at once the allies fell into an avalanche and took control.

Immediately settled. The enemy surrendered.

The castle didn't seem to have much of a force in the first place.

I guess he's concentrating his troops somewhere as a Cremant.

As a guardian of the front line, it is crude, but perhaps he was placing his soldiers in a belly quarrel with his brother Charlo, not the Count of Darmon, who went out of his territory.

In fact, this attack became a complete surprise attack.

It's a win at great speed, but I also feel it's not enough as a battle.

When he looked at the rolling corpse, he felt lonely at the low number.

What a good time.

After the festival, it's sad for some reason.

………………

Wait until the succeeding army arrives.

It is usurpation time where everyone is aligned.

The soldiers were running around cheering.

Everyone who swarms women and vandalizes their homes seems to really enjoy themselves.

"Destroy the walls and buildings of the castle."

I looked around like a pull teacher watching everyone.

The great prisoner is a pain in the ass, so only the man is putting it together and throwing it into the castle warehouse.

The rest is appropriately stiffened but really appropriately. Young women are as appropriate as the soldiers are taking them out on their own.

... Hmmm, I guess all the knights and squires kill. Maybe we should kill him outside the corner of Darmon Castle...

Destroying a castle is easy.

For the other castles shall be frightened and surrendered on their own.

But here I remembered the words of the Earl.

"Please refrain from pillaging in villages and cities other than supply as much as you can."

And observe the status quo again.

... that? Suddenly? No, no, Castle Town is supposed to be critical safe...

The castle town is equipped with a castle.

I didn't attack the village.

This would be safe.

... Oh, you can't surrender in the first place. Was it annihilation? It's a pain in the ass. Light the warehouse for each prisoner later...

As I shrugged around, I heard a tall scream.

Apparently, a little pretty-looking daughter, who would be inside the knight, was pushed down by a miscellaneous soldier.

Soldiers around them rose and thrived.

... That's exciting... I'm sorry to interrupt you, but it's tomorrow anyway...

Now it's a pleasant feast.

It's not a good imitation to give water.

At the edge of his vision, a merchant stuck with the army seemed busy working to buy loot.

………………

Next day

In the castle hall, we decided to interrogate the prisoners.

Soldiers tend to loosen their minds the day after the looting, etc., but there are just no such uncomfortable people in executive ministers.

No one was late, and everyone started acting as I instructed (see story 126).

A prisoner was protruded as Lioncool's executives lined up.

The number of prisoners is six, and not all of them say knights exactly, but they wear quite a bit of armor and are in shape there.

They are not held in captivity, although they are covered by similar weapons.

The prisoners were anxiously looking around to see what was going on.

"Kihihihi" grins creepily as the coo next to them gently wields the chain, stirring up anxiety.

... Okay, you're good...

I applauded Ku's performance in my mind.

"Ki, are you lioncool!? What the hell is this…………………………"

A man who succeeded (by chance) among the prisoners raised his voice in protest at his temper.

It is a medium strength…… perhaps a knight.

But there is nothing to answer the knight's question.

"K, Clément, Auger, Place Osiello"

I peel off my white eyes and ask him where Clément and Auger are with the catacotto.

Then the captives gave a distinctly frightened look.

I'm not willing to negotiate a ransom. I don't ask for names or identities. Suddenly it's the real deal.

"What's wrong? Answer His Majesty quickly."

Pierre prompts the knight to respond like an Okama.

But there's lights. Half a laugh. subtraction 1.

Successful prisoners do not answer questions but penetrate silence.

But it's obviously upsetting and vain.

"Uh, no more darling."

Jean, who had grown up before, raised his voice.

"Trouble me, kill me"

Suddenly, when Jean ordered, his squire instantly pulled down the successful prisoner and stabbed him to a halt.

We don't have time for prisoners to speak up. It's early work.

Jean's squadron is positively (madly) a soldier, having no hesitation about Jean's orders, a horrible killing technique like a skilled craftsman.

"You killed him, you killed him"

"No way, why?"

"You're a prisoner."

The captives trembled in response to Jean's assault.

Normally, a person in a knight's or other capacity is not killed when taken prisoner.

If you don't have much to do, you're often paid a ransom and released.

That killed him without exchanging a word.

Jean's deeds are barbaric in total disregard of the insanity between the nobles.

I would kill a prisoner, but he's a pretty small minority in the world.

"Ugh! Next time you talk without permission, I'll kill you."

When Jean was awesome, the prisoners clasped their mouths.

This man's "I'm gonna kill you" is never a threat.

It releases the killing spirit just to convey it.

"Hold him down."

Jean forced his squire to restrain the seemingly stately prisoners and gently stabbed him in the belly with a knife.

The captives are desperate to scream "gibberish, gibberish" and groan with pain and fear.

Because if you speak without permission, you will be killed.

"Okay? If you talk honestly, I'll pull out the knife and take care of it. If you make a scene or lie, you'll make a choice."

The captives nodded desperately and many times, disclosing information about the Cremanites.

Cleman and Augie were with the army at Castle Darmon and seemed to be a belly to exert pressure on the Charlo faction.

"Say the same thing again. I'll kill you if I make a few mistakes."

Jean is only ruthless.

It seems reasonable to say that this can be said as many times as it is true, but it is a broken and unscrupulous story.

The same story is unexpected.

Normally, in this case, they threaten to "stab you," but Jean's interrogation begins where he stabbed you, and he makes sure you're authentic by making you say the same thing over and over again.

It is a terrible interrogation technique.

"Jean, that's very helpful, but come on... everyone practiced so hard, let me do it this way."

"Hey, Pierre, Nels," I sighed deliberately.

"Oh, no, I'm not"

"Can I stop now?

Pierre-kun and Nels had already returned to their vegetables.

What a bunch of them I've worked so hard on.

"Yep, that's enough! You guys are horrible. Kill the prisoners."

I took my seat and went out of the castle.

Outside, the soldiers were breaking ground bases and fences, and the hustle and bustle at the work site reached their ears comfortably.

This castle will be thoroughly destroyed, and work will be done for it.

But we don't just destroy it.

The destroyed fences and houses are reused as firewood and the residents sell them as slaves.

Even nails and iron crumbs would become new swords and agricultural tools.

There is no such thing as throwing it away cheaply.

Really recycling, the Lioncool Army is an ecological army.

"Please don't spoil, would you like some dried meat?

Lolo, who followed me, gave me dried meat.

Receiving it and biting it calmed me down... Apparently I was hungry.

"I wonder what we'll do next...... attack Castle Darmon or dare to take it off and aim for Castle Augie in the west"

"There are troops in the castle of Darmon, so it must be easy to beat them there first."

Even if I suddenly shake the subject, Lolo follows the conversation without difficulty.

Again, that would be what I would call years of dating there.

Lolo's words set the next goal.

I certainly don't want the army to choke on me while I attack the base.

"Okay, let's go back to the hall."

I return to the hall again.

The next target is the destruction of Darmon Castle, the army.

In the hall, the captives who had only their necks greeted me.

They will be exposed, and they will hustle and hustle about the horrors of Lioncool.

This, too, is recycled.