The Empire of War and My Strategies - Until We Can Have The Most Powerful Country Ever

Everyone has been busy working since military day.

I'm busy too. He is doing the chores he was given while looking aside at the work of the military teachers.

It's a fun day inside to be sidelined by the work of smart people.

Okay, the draft Lydia made, but there was still a hole.

A number of them need to be reworked because they are not bright in geography.

Well, of course. It's been less than a year since I've been here, and I was almost caged in Lester.

Grace and Fio are amazing at that.

We both know the whole territory like it's our own garden.

I have only lived here for many years and fought every year with the Beast Man as my opponent.

I'm impressed with this defensive advantage.

Grace's ability was within his imagination, but Fio's ability was beyond his assumptions.

Though I thought he was an unfortunate guy, he's more powerful than Lydia if he's bad at grasping the terrain, calculating the state of the army, the number of days it takes to move, and electing humans to guide the Meadows.

Even though Grace deserves it because she's a Gimotti, Fio should have only been working here about four years.

It's hard to admit, but she was a capable person who wasn't even as good as me.

It's hard to admit.

The generals are also busy evacuating people living on the expected march route, and visiting scheduled battlefield locations.

Those days lasted a month, and reports finally came that the armies of Oreste and Ubalt had begun invading this way.

Come on, I can see if my thoughts are amateur shallow wisdom.

No... no matter how many holes there are, will all of you competent do something about it?

I'll see what I can do. Let's have some fun.

It's been a week.

Ubalt's army came through the mountains into a plain with Lester.

Wins and losses will be decided in the next week.

Oreste's army seems to be coming into the plains a day late, but this one has a closer entry point to Lester.

Both armies are supposed to march a day after entering the plains, and then the meadow troops are supposed to stick around for 24 hours.

Meadows' job is to keep track of their opponents' movements while not letting them sleep by ringing drums and drums all night from afar.

Lightweight and replacement horses are also available, so the two armies, which are infantry centers, think that ambushes and difficult plains can do nothing...

However, if the opponent meets, the number of soldiers may be too different and cumbersome.

Let's go this far to a deserted field. And it was good, so I'd appreciate a sweet look at this one.

A meadow tribe told me that Oreste's army approached the position three days to Lester.

It's more than a day away from marching at speeds that don't consider the influence of the meadows.

Things are strange from a distance. Reports are also up that

Something's wrong would be the effect of lack of sleep.

Apparently, it's going well.

Ubalt has also heard that the march is slowing down.

With this information, the military masters left only 1500 soldiers and Fio in Lester and decided to fight Oreste with 8,000 soldiers.

Finally, the killing begins.

I must also accompany you as negotiator with the Meadows.

When fighting, Oreste and the others must have barely slept for five days.

Then I can win at 8000 even if I'm at 15,000...... I hope.

Again, given the difference in numbers, a small amount of anxiety comes in while watching the game.

If I lost, I just asked the three of them to run away.

But Lydia is very suspicious that the other two will escape anyway.

We both said when we talked about this, we couldn't lose to hear the report.

Securing exit is mandatory at all times. I think so... a pattern of thought that is unacceptable in the culture here.

They're all super strong. The one who gets +2 Energy when his allies explode.

It is Shomboli.

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When Oreste's army was in sight, the opponent came out of the position and lined up.

It just seems to move dull.

Lydia seemed to decide that she wanted to attack the opponent before they formed, but couldn't afford as much boulder, and this one formed as well.

The distance is closer to the target, so you can see how it is.

Hmmm...... the operation is definitely a success.

When I used to be in Japan, I rarely saw a face similar to the one in the mirror.

You're too sleepy to lose your mouth count.

But there are some fine warlord-like people who look fine.

If you were a warlord, would that make any difference?

Or did you manage to create an environment where they could sleep alone?

One warlord came forward as he toured such an idea.

"My name is Etshou! He is a famous spear with nothing lined up in heaven! Karma and one of her parties got sick from the heavenly punishment of extremes of tyranny in Rand! Whoever wants to feed my spear, step forward! Teach us the breadth of the world!

Ha. Really do a ride or something.

Ever since I was in Japan, I thought every time I saw a movie like that, it was a long ride or something... but you're so excited.

Surely if this changes the morale of soldiers, is it worth doing?

How did you react?

"Something! Something! I can't give you a chance to do it with the strong! Lord Grace, if anything, you can always win!

"No, he wanted to be a spear user with nothing lined up under the sky. That's a challenge to the awkward. If the awkward don't leave, I'm missing my brother-in-law!

"Say what! Can you give me an ideologist who floated like you in a doomed battle! I'm out. You'll crush me with my battle axe!

Ooh... there's a fight going on like a food store with a half-price seal.

... Was it careless?

Is that it? But Isla's not here? Where... ah.

"Ah, Mr. Ira...... thank you for the escort. Were you protecting my back?

"Yeah. I subordinate it. For once."

"Uh, doesn't Mr. Ira want to do it?

"Yeah? I don't think you're interested. Because he's weak."

"Uh... Really? So, any of these three can win for sure?

He's snorting.

Lovely.

No, uh, really? I didn't machine anything in my eye... you know what I mean?

This guy doesn't lie like this, does he? Then you're relieved.

The three of them are still upping their strength toward Lydia and Grace.

Oh, Lydia saw us. Grace looks a little disgusted with the atomosphere, but she's looking at me.

Are you gonna let me decide, or is that the guy?

"I would like to ask Mr. Gare. So," "Oh, wait, my lord!

Uh, what is it, Mr. Rusty? You look so dissatisfied.

And you, sir. No, well, it's natural to show respect to someone who has the power to make decisions...

Am I being flattered by Mr. Rusty right now?... how much I want to ride.

"Your husband can't believe the awkward? This Rusty sits in the second fierce man under heaven with no experience of losing besides Lord Ira. Of all the important rides ahead, leave it to the awkward!

"Nooo!? The second under heaven is this Raven. Why Gare in the first place? What's so bad about it? Change your mind. Huh?"

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Around you can't deny you can't beat Mr. Ira by saying second in heaven or something, cute but troublesome......

Whoa, I'm pretty sure I'll bend my heso if that thought comes out of my expression.

I want to use it from people who have difficulty using it. Sometimes there's just poverty out there.

Plus, during the Corno mess, they saved my life.

People who work hard on plain civil work can have delicious occasions.

Oh, this is the reason, okay?

"As you may both forget, we survived when Mr. Gare was absolutely desperate surrounded by the beasts of the past. We survived thanks to the mud all over which he built the embankment.

Oh, Mr. Rusty wasn't there......... and it would be more gorgeous for you to do your part in plain work for now. If you want to turn up, I believe you should be given the opportunity.

What do you think, Mr. Grace? If there's anything shallow, I'll rethink it. "

"... I was surprised because I thought I was going to make it a Rusty for the distribution, but I think it would be nice. Okay, Gare. I got it."

"Oh! We're taking his neck right away, Master Karma! If you miss, you will be punished according to military order."

"All right, Gare. I give you booze in the hope of victory"

"Please wait, Mr. Grace."

Oh, it's cooking. I'm sorry.

"... I don't know"

"To give alcohol before the battle is to shake off the cowardly mind with the power of alcohol. Isn't that something extra for a brave man like Mr. Gare?

"Oh... you seem to know for a coward. I've reviewed it."

"No, it's as great as I can tell Mr. Gare's bravery than I can tell. I just want you to come back once after I take your neck. If all the credit belongs to Mr. Gare, I will be resented."

"He's a mouth-watering guy everywhere. It would be good. I'll do as I say. It's up to me to do my first job! You don't need booze, Grace! Let's say we get that booze after we win the war!

The real deal is that we're going to fight, but I thought drinking would reduce our chances of winning.

I know some people should get on well with alcohol... but this guy is so reckless and famous that he can hear me to my junior official.

That has nothing to do with my inner self, Gare goes on horseback to the middle of each other's armies with a willingness.

Good luck, Mr. Gare. It's sad that a good quality brain muscle like yours is dead.

Your muscles are cleaner than ever! That's why I believe it's okay.

Because I believe you!