He was furious to hear the circumstances from the clan, the chief Kingsguard platoon chief of Tsaiyi (aka).
After the fall of the old capital, the defense forces belonging to the Ministry of Military Affairs continued their resistance as they retreated north.
He was setting up guerrilla retardation tactics.
He's a tough artist to "hairy" and "noble" like a Kingsguard.
As a soldier, you deserve a great deal of praise... no, you shouldn't praise me because I'm the first to fail a great deal.
But I must admit that I was desperate to fill the hole.
But in order to wage guerrilla warfare, it is really necessary to "locally collect".
Seems like a lot of damage has been done to the countryside dotted in the basin north of the old capital.
At last, the front stretched all the way to the northern part of the basin… to the village where we are now staying.
A group of defeated soldiers rode into the village and began the requisition.
"A soldier of the Royal Army took away the wealth of my Cognac, which His Majesty recognized, and worked rampantly against the people!?
That's what happens.
If under His Majesty's direct jurisdiction, the requisition - after all, it may be illegal, "out," but nevertheless - is an "exchange within the body" as long as it is carried out by His Majesty's subordinates, officials and soldiers. It's like a kid stuck his hand in his parent's purse.
But Cognac is the personal property of a lord, more than half in name and substance. Carrying out a requisition is tantamount to sticking your hand in someone else's purse.
It's a village north of the Old Capital, the district in charge, if you make it a mutilated soldier in the Ministry of Military Affairs.
There is no reason to know who the lord is.
It's a necessary act to get rid of the invaders, I say we should cooperate.
But the Lords have no reason to listen.
Whether he is a soldier in the Ministry of Military Affairs, he is no different from a bandit, such as one who takes wealth unnecessarily. It is also a trained armed robbery.
Despite the absence of the commanding lord, he caged his wife with a young child in a protective hall and desperately resisted.
In the meantime.
"Even the people said they made a mess out of oblivion of their daily thanks!?
A blue muscle stands on the forehead of the lord.
He was denied rule within, and exposed to shame by his colleagues outside.
Upstairs betrays His Majesty's expectations, and downstairs I can't even face my ancestors.
Though he had regrettably beaten the leader of the rebellion with a spear pattern.
It should be noted that in the event of a storm, the man - who says he is the third son of an independent self-employed farmer - did not take a step back.
"Your lord's family just stands and cages in the hall, even when they see the usurper. Without discarding our people and fulfilling our duty to protect our village, 'Listen to what you say and do your duty' doesn't make sense."
He's a man enough to be pushed by a leader. I should have even been ready to die.
The theory was full of the power of a generation.
"That's why I rode the South Ridge invitation! I couldn't believe the lord, so why didn't we unite the village and resist! They line up the beauty, but they told you they were going to do the land? I didn't know I would fall into suspicious darkness and betray my fellow villagers for generations! You bastard!
The Lord's words are not errors, either.
The man is a three boy boy. I shouldn't be able to say my mind didn't shake on a one-shot reversal.
But the man's objection contained too serious a problem to say a buying word in a selling word.
"The people of South Ridge did not take away food! I must have paid the price! If you call me, even the three of you ran and shot me in the bow at the rioters! He taught me how to protect the village, how to create a trap!
I was trying to accommodate people without provocation... then this is...
Although it is also of great military significance to have access to supplies and information.
They even think about the post-war period. I'm seriously coming to get the land.
I'm angry because hitter hitters are the best way to go.
Of course, it's not that easy for the people to gloat.
Showing strength over kindness... Winning a battle is the big premise, though.
"How long do you want me to keep you here?
Yusuf Hekmatial groaned as he glanced into the sky.
Watching the day tilt. Can that interest go home by the end of the day or not?
"I could have known how to do the enemy. I think it made sense."
Yusuf is as much in the Baron as I am. The official position is almost unchanged.
And I'm the foster parent in this battle. Yusuf against is an elderly man of strength.
Using mutual respect allows us to talk to each other equally without care...... a story that is common to society.
"Well, I thought it was a difficult place. The villagers are good. Leave it to your lord."
Yusuf's words approach the stuffy, troublesome, essence.
"It may have been a failure to make use of the defeated soldiers in the Ministry of Military Affairs."
If you kill him, you get the support of the people. I can interfere with the political work in South Ridge.
On the other hand, if rumors spread that returns are not allowed, the defeated soldiers will become pirates in all parts of the basin. When the Kingsguard hands down, after the war, it becomes a spark with the Ministry of Military Affairs.
Keep it alive, we'll get the information. Increase the number of veterans.
On the other hand, it makes it harder to obtain the cooperation of the people and leaves difficulties in post-war processing. Kingsguards and soldiers, vertical troubles arise.
... kill or not.
Personally, I didn't want to acquit the people who dyed their hands of assault looting.
"The looting and assault of the army must be hard, right? If they say," Though you are right.
Because "stepped over" humans become "fearless".
It is precisely the "unleashing the beast into the field" that brings the reopened back into society as they are.
A kingdom society that cannot be said to be in good security, but is never disorderly.
We can't make it a "collapsed nation" or a "world of last resort".
It's not just from a social defence point of view... it's not good for them either.
At least that's what I believe.
Those with experience of destroying a peaceful life will not be able to return to a peaceful life.
The person's life will remain broken.
Whoever becomes a beast in order to survive, he must return to man.
The hoop you removed once must be tightened again.
After someone has accused me of my actions as sins, I need to experience atonement and be forgiven (the side of society has to forgive me).
Even in times of war, it becomes "military law", "samurai possession" and "gentleman's behavior".
Until it's critical, that's what we should comply with.
Although there are a wide variety of reasons there, and soldiers are not allowed to think about reasons, etc. Still.
I don't think there's any reason to protect the mind of a soldier.
"We should have killed them all when we met."
Yousuf Hekmatial does not change one complexion.
From a social defence point of view, that is not a mistake either.
No, I'm not complaining. I'm not right.
Cold man, but that's why I can count on you now.
"While you're dealing with South Ridge, will you turn it to the enemy even to the remnants of the army?
I thought it was worth asking your opinion on what to think about the issue.
"And there's no way they could betray the kingdom and tie it to South Ridge. It's not a big threat. After cleaning up, I was wondering if you would like to ring the non of the Ministry of Military Affairs... is Mr. Hiro the valley of His Royal Highness the King?
Yusuf turned this way with his soft eyes as he watched the autumn sky.
"No, do you still have a plan to kill him, wipe his mouth, and disguise him as the South Ridge?"
And share your secrets with Yousuf against the Ministry of Military Affairs and the Sergeant's Palace?
I'm not kidding. Politics while at war...... I can't afford to stick my neck in a political matter in the court either.
The lord was still barking.
"I have more authority to punish you than I did to plunder you in my Cognac!
With the rebellious villagers, the defeated soldiers... no, the "burglars" also need to be hung.
Failure to do so will not preserve the authority of the lord.
The village order, the governing mechanism, will collapse.
"Yeah, it was a lord's job. … I'll take care of it"
Honestly, it was a thankful offer.
You have to avoid any responsibility that you don't need to carry in.
This battle, I'm under one wing command.
Under Commander-in-Chief Olars, Edward and Vasco, and only three of them are in that position.
Winning the war is the responsibility.
… the disposal of the defeated soldiers should also have been considered from that point of view.
Allow the soldiers scattered in the basin to return and work to recover the loss of ground.
Put him in charge of the toughest part.
Given their strength and psychological state, that would be the most effective operation.
And that would be the reward imperative for them - men who failed in their mission and worked assault looting.
It was only then that he fought and survived with dignity against the enemy's regular army as a regular soldier.
They - live in a familiar society called the military - can return to human beings.
I stayed in the village on this day.
It was supposed to be financially tough, but the lord welcomed us.
Though the words of gratitude that have been said have been enthusiastic.
"Don't miss it," he said. "One night, show that to the villagers," he said. I was telling her I was desperate.
Dozens of bodies were exposed before the villagers.
While holding us back from capturing and taking over dozens of them.
The next day, the sky was clear.
A clear blue on a high spot with a lonely cloud like a drag.
But the main unit that came home was full of dust and dust.
Forced reconnaissance, therefore left behind in the voicemail, a young man of too good stature… Yul Reinen welcomed me.
Yul was becoming more than just a samurai here.
Though this is a story that started with the bitter decision that we can't take him to a manoeuvre. As a result theory, a corner of young executives, enough now to entrust independent work.
In Iwamori, he shrugged his shoes off to the administration, and in the military, he was in charge of training.
We are becoming "generals" from the people and soldiers.
Anyway, Yul, who was left to take care of his absence.
Lost in the hustle and bustle, he shouted.
"When I dropped you off, that mountain caught my eye."
The exit of the corridor zone, the mountain sitting opposite the Chihuahua Hall 3 km apart.
If we would have fought in front of the hall, we would have liked to keep it in position and tall.
"'Picking up a place' is a quick winner. Even if it doesn't turn out to be a battlefield, soldiers don't do a lot of things when they let them play. I asked His Excellency Barberg if it would be possible to transform the mountain into a position."
As a countryman, Yul Reinen's advice on the ground without losing the boy's obscenity.
An expert, the Barberg Party, says he offered to cooperate in a great hurry.
"I don't think Mr. Hiro would disagree either, but if we don't get permission, we can do it alone."
And so on, you think Emile's judgment didn't precipitate either?
And then Kai Owen took care of everything. With the forgiveness of His Highness the Commander of the Squadron, he created a joint framework around the two houses of Calewala Barberg, with the aim of procuring materials.
As soon as possible, it depends on the return in winding up the moving dirt.
The battle I've been feeling all over the place.
While "top" was emptying around in strategy, "bottom" was turning the practice around for me.
He sweats at the Amun-hai Barracks Station, Yul solidifies, and Kai runs around to adjust.
The Karewala Party can fight. We are a group to be proud of.
Now it's my turn.
We have to draw a "picture" of the battle.
To keep them from working. To share the glory of victory, the fruit.