The Story of a Different World Dynasty - When I was reincarnated, I was treated like a Necromancer, but I started to wonder if it was bad.

"Then I will leave it to you, Your Highness Viscount Philia Merle"

The men who were pressing for responsibility, the bitter faces.

Still, no one raised their hands.

Because we all knew there was no one more competent than Filia.

The lure unit also has the qualities required.

that the force may be small, but that it is a unit with excellent mobility.

The need to constantly adjust the distance from the enemy also calls into question the Commander's power of control.

In that regard, armed samurai weigh less than men.

Pawn ideal for manoeuvre operations, paired with the splendid feet of horses raised on a wide ranch in the East.

As for Phyllia, I don't have a theory.

Four days after the completion of the three military battalions around Pihua Hall.

The day after the southern major was 70% complete.

Troops in South Ridge have finally revealed their full content.

With the dawn, launch a total attack on defensive, yet untidy, critical elements.

Troops of the Ministry of Military Affairs took advantage of the interests of the heights and fought well.

Throw down the members of the fortifications or fortifications under construction, and hide among the trees and apply a reverse drop.

But they are defeated soldiers.

There was a shortage of troops and not enough time for reorganisation and training.

There was difficulty in cooperation, which is a key part of the defense battle.

South Ridge didn't miss that gap.

It opens and infiltrates the so-called "handkerchief". Attack harshly without sacrificing.

He was an elite man who did not betray his expectations.

"… the above will be the report from all those in our hands. It should be time for the enemy to reach the top of the mountain and meet when they are occupying the mountain. That number, approximately 12,000."

Marco, who instantly sorted out the reports of the people in the mountains, Ninja and the others, finished the reports.

"Okay, I'm coming."

With ease as if visiting a friend's residence, Philia takes a seat.

Slightly, there were small signs on the hemline of the Oyama.

A trumpet of signals is blown that opens the gates of the military, and the sound of the horseshoes is turned away.

If you turn your eyes to heights.

The enemy, who occupied the southern mountains, meshed with soldiers from the Ministry of Military Affairs who retreated as they resisted.

The vanguard was about to come out onto the flat so that he could be dragged.

Less than four and a half minutes later, the armed samurai arrive.

Lateral strike at the conflagration bump.

Behind the enemy vanguard, cut through the elongated and thin "hips".

Men in the army were cheering for reinforcements.

Veteran soldiers who know the scene breathe back and follow behind them.

It widened the slashed gap and encircled the enemy vanguard.

South Ridge, which is lined up on the mountain, is also an elite player in battle.

If left unattended, the state of the art will be besieged. I took a good look at it.

Roll out hindsight to collaborate.

The cavalry led by Philia was already off the spot. Draw a circle and run to the flat.

The men also rushed through and finally stepped into the flat ground.

Pioneer and reinforcements and combined enemy pressure increases.

At that time, a lateral strike of the cavalry took place from the right.

A geometric and simple crest on the flag to lead the way.

It was the Norfolk Party seconded by right-wing battalion Edward.

Christian is an honest, clever boy.

He again severed the lured mass of enemy soldiers by imitating Phyllia's movements as they were.

The Kingdom's intentions are no longer clear.

Still, South Ridge can't help but roll out the soldiers again.

The main showdown is withheld. You can't have a lured soldier wiped out.

It would be included. The second reinforcement felt no rush.

Troop's hips are not stretched. Coming down densely, aligned footprints.

Philia, who turned again from the left, also knew.

Forced to mutilate enemies and put themselves at risk, but not foolish.

Leaving, poking and breaking like stroking a corner with feathers, showing signs of how to storm.

I was stopping in the nearby field.

There has been a change in the formation of enemy forces. The back thinned and the front swelled.

As its momentum is pushed out, it disturbs the calculations and rushes down the slopes.

Definitely. It would have been a terrible provocation.

No, there's a woman out there in the first place. It's better not to be caught than to lie.

The enemy's nose tip, a cavalry running through a critical place that can't be caught up.

As if dragged around, enemies are summoned… beside them, as well as the Norfolk Cavalry bites.

The sound of the horn echoed.

(iii) Stick to the plains surrounded by military barracks and major elements.

It signals an enemy/all-arms advance.

The enemy vanguard's movement, understood by the army to follow, is dull.

I started forming a formation. Taunt no longer works, and there is no need for it.

After all, he was an enemy.

Unknown land, if lured out by momentum, is in danger of total annihilation.

The vanguard general was breaking it.

Send a message to the protruding troops and converge on the corner of the plain, in an open place.

The intended objectives were achieved. I don't need to look at it later.

If you get up from the barber and head to the foot, the armed ladies are just about to arrive at the sales gate.

Throw the Word of Blessings and escort the Honourable Commander Filia to the summit and command.

Kai Owen was stopping one leg as they all continued.

Though I wasn't planning on recovering troops from the Ministry of Military Affairs...?

"Your husband, up there. I'll take care of the chores."

I remember a small scratch.

Pink gently separates and circles behind Kai.

From the top of the mountain, if you look down again.

Set the flag and hold your feet in front of our camp... only one platoon.

The vanguard I saw earlier and the main army of an even thicker formation pass by.

Eventually the platoon also left, and once again another squad clamped its legs.

The enemy is in tripartite formation, and staring at our faction is like a rear guard.

... the sight of pink watching was sent into my brain.

"Why didn't you tell me! I fought believing reinforcements were coming..."

Kai Owen, who had been grabbed by the chest barn, fifty men with thick bodies, had dared to be left to exchange.

I was whispering, anticipating that timing when my ghostly face approached.

"From the top of the mountain, you should have seen this one. You, too, Commander Troop, put the army together to make this all look alive because you understand the intent! I'm not the only one who cheated on a soldier, am I?

Kai waved off his hand, which was grabbing his collar, and shouted a whirl.

"I have fresh water. Wash anyone with scratches. Those who got sick, over there!

The skinny, blinding men showed hindsight.

With the injured and sick covered in their backs.

"Don't worry. I don't kill. I'll give you a lift. Eat your meals in order!... but before that!

A scream, a torso that seals off cheers.

Now is often the time to entrust affairs, but this man Kai is also a knight of honor, a family member who originally served as SS at the Count Woodmell family.

The thunder-drink was full of majesty, and even the grass trees of the mountains were trembling.

"You failed to defend the Old Capital and plundered more than the good people. But the past few days of labor, as well as today's combat acts, have written off the crime. If you take a meal and take a breath, carry the injured and walk out the back gate of the military. In one day you will reach the port of Kyung-In River"

"Hey, looting is...!

"Even though it was a loss today, write-offs?

"No matter how I adorn the word, it will be plunder. I'm not gonna tell you I don't remember. The Kingsguard doesn't expect anything from you. I lost another battle today, and to the Merle lady, the ladies helped me. Nevertheless, pardon is a mercy to my lord because he took part in the battle. I thought it was too sweet, but no, it was your fault. You guys are just getting in the way... just go."

The voice of rebellion turned into a storm.

The return to war... no, the men who are fighting exactly now, are on their minds.

The air, the meaning of Kai's words. The commander of the military department had grasped it without fail.

Grab the chest barn again. Turn your back on your men and keep your face close as you bare your nose.

He was yelling in whispers.

"You... you still want to work, you want to die! This moon, while you Kingsguards were spending time in the capital, we lay low in the mountains without eating or eating!

"Defeat. Plunder. Can you keep going back to the capital? Do you have a face to match your colleagues in the military? What happens to the honor of the house, the birth of children and grandchildren? I'm not saying die. But it's not enough, is it? If you know what the intentions are, you will also understand the situation of the winning battle we are now standing in. Fight, win and then go home!

"Oh, you're such a sweet husband!... Quiet, you guys! I feel the same way! I'm going to be rigging you to join the war now!

Pink is back. Bring a ghost-like man.

I'm the initiator of this operation. I'm the only one who should be hit with a grudge.

But it is the Commander who must not be dimpled. I slapped my words arrogantly.

"First, I'll tell him. The pardon is based on the instructions of His Excellency Mr. Olars Elan, Commander of the Kingsguard Squadron and Row General. That's what everyone here is hearing in their ears. I'm not going to be huy."

"I didn't know you were going to make all those strongholds of our army. I didn't think so, but do you really want to!? It can be revealed with a ruthless tactic, unique to a wealthy and quiet public gathering Kingsguard! Who's got the plan?

I would have expected an inquiry.

The tone of Acaius was also so cold that there was no more.

"It belongs confidentially. Not to your knowledge."

Yes, we need to push it off at this pace.

"All sins were written off. Before this, it would be a reward if you put in a hand.... than that. Don't you hate the people in South Ridge who drove you out of the Old Capital?

"I apologize for watching the upstream aristocrats sweetly. I learned today that Kingsguard is also an army. Coming earlier, you know exactly how soldiers feel! For your information... if we have a future for the defeated,"

If it's a grudge, I'll ask you as much after the war.

As a joke!

"I hear victory and defeat are common in soldiers' homes. He used to stick around and pull out his enemies while he wasn't defensive and didn't leave his troops restructured. I also learned today that officers of the Ministry of Military Affairs are honorary military personnel. I'm counting on you. For future contact, go through Kai Owen."

The moonlight was white that night.

Night raids are unlikely. There was no alarm at the sentry either.

Evidence that each unit, below, is tight.

I can still win this fight.

"Is that Filia?

A sign I'm used to. Though it can't even be wrong.

"That was just the command. I don't know if it's a good thing to say, but in that respect, it's better than the Führer..."

"You mustn't speak, it is.... You're not snagging. Is it because by welcoming troops from the army, you made excuses for yourself?

I didn't tell him anything and made him do it.

I didn't send any reinforcements, and I killed them half of the time.

But more than that... there were other measures that I didn't want to keep in mind.

"Let them continue to flee as they are and engage the enemy until they are completely destroyed in front of Chihua Hall. Drain enemies before the main showdown.... Was that more efficient? I got lost."

Should I say rare?

There was another thin sign peculiar to Ninja.

"Five fifths, I guess. As Mr Hiro also said, the army in the army is by no means a weak soldier. I thought it would be one hand to keep warm and build up the power of the main showdown."

"'One Hand'? That's where the commander's choices, that is, the habit of ideas and maneuvers... or personalities come out, I guess, Marco?

"It's the staff for that. You can avoid falling into one shape."

Suddenly a white face appeared.

And Philia, who bowed down, was blinded by the glowing moon?

"That won't be all, will it, Mr. Marco? Tactics are cruel. Satanic ideas exactly, such as efficiently killing large numbers of people. Fear from the surroundings, and fall into self-loathing.... and like me today, the executive force slashes people's flesh with this hand, sprinkles their brains, and bathes them in blood. Did you see the faces of everyone welcoming me? And at the same time, I was scared."

That gaze awakens self-loathing again as well.

"So the devil's wisdom goes to the staff, and Shura's killer goes to the actual working commander. The commander wipes his mouth, just with authority... and most importantly, takes responsibility? He said the division of roles is necessary to protect each spirit."

It's the same reason that Kai Owen held his foot at the foot of the mountain.

Miscellaneous business, haters are clerks' jobs.

Do not strain the Commander's psyche, his brains.

"Even Brother Alex, my brother-in-law, has never taken charge of all of that one way or another. When I was younger, I was in King's Capital from the First Woodmell War when I was a working commander. Commander now."

"Am I carrying too much on my back now?

"I got worried, but you seem thicker than I thought, Mr. Hiro."

And the other one.

I just got here, and for some reason I subtly throw an inquiry at a guy who's taking a position in the "remember to snag" position.

"So, what about Marco? Not until you, worried about me?

"Yeah, I'm worried. Mr. Hiro is too thick right now. I'm not going to leave you two with Philia... because that's what the ghost of Damien standing on my dream pillow says."

That bastard!

You're back in heaven, and you're still in trouble!

"I'm not trying to stop you from sleeping... tell him to protect Philia."

"'Even if Your Excellency doesn't tell you'"

Same face, same voice. A line that Damian would definitely say.

A laugh poked my mouth.

Illuminated by the moonlight, he meets his white face.