Whether you are at the dawn of battle or you can't afford to feel the change of seasons, the Moon and the Sun come together equally.
As a member of the Wisteria Mercenary Corps, Aldis grew from a boy to a youth.
Just like Sark and Elion, they are now considered young talented, and their presence in the Mercenary Corps has grown.
Hey, Aldis.
What?
Unlike Rouchell, Ardis, who is not proactive in communication with his allies, is right that if he has belonged to the same regiment for so long, he will also reduce his distance from his generation of mercenaries.
I learned to be cooperative enough to reply to one of my companions who called me in a light tone, even if I was not interested.
The current employer, the commander, is a woman.
Hmmm.
That said, Aldis, whose voice and expression clearly showed that she was not interested, was gazed upon by her fellow mercenaries as if to accuse them.
Hmmm, that's it.
"I know that's unusual, but it's none of our business."It's not like we're going to meet face-to-face anyway. "
That's true.
The Ardis are now on their way to the next battlefield.
The planned battlefield was still far away, and the rendezvous with the employers was still in place, and the mercenaries had a relaxed atmosphere.
Another mercenary sits on the side of Aldis' conversation with his allies.
"But it seems that's not all."It's true that even women are unusual, but besides, they seem to be in their twenties, and it seems that the end is not for the nobility, but for the common people. "
I thought it would be a good time, but the other people who were walking nearby started joining the conversation one after another.
Out of the common people?
"It seems to be born in a rural area on the periphery."
"That's the commander of one army in his twenties."It only sounds like some kind of joke. "
"On the other hand, that's all you're capable of, right?"
Or maybe it's a Fractured Fortune created by the convenience of the kingdom.
"Hey, that's too much to wear."Rhodelia has a reputation for meritocracy, so isn't she a fictionalist? "
Already Aldis, the mercenaries continue their conversation.
"I agree with that opinion, too."But there are rumors that I'm a little concerned about..... "
Rumor?
I've heard of this woman who's a pretty nasty soldier.
"It's disgusting, hey..."
That's right, a graceful battle isn't the only way for a commoner from the countryside to become a commander of an army.
"They say that mercenaries are badly treated."Why did Grace take on this job again? "
"That's because the previous battle was a terrible deficit."I said I couldn't replace my belly on my back. "
No matter how powerful a mercenary regiment is, it can do damage, and it doesn't always win a battle.
Even if you win, the damages and rewards may not be the same.
Of course, it's better than losing, but it's just as important to maintain the mercenary corps in the mainland as it is to win or lose.
If there is a large deficit, we may have to choose a good job to make up for it.
That's exactly what the Wisteria Mercenaries are like now.
"Derwat-san said that the contract money is" "broken" "in winning battles" "
"Broken... hey"
Isn't that what you're going to use?
Haha, no way.
This time, the employer is a great power called the Kingdom of Rhodelia.
The new nation of Landes Hel, which has been in constant territorial strife for the last few years, is the target of the battle.
The Rhodelia Kingdom clearly dominates in national and military power, and the number of troops invested in this battle is 6,000 for the Rhodelia Kingdom and 4,000 for the new Landeshel.
There is not much difference in the quality of the soldiers.
It was a battle in which I could see the victory of the Rhodelia Kingdom in all its strength.
On that day, Aldis' Wisteria Mercenary Corps rendezvous with his employer, the army of the Kingdom of Rhodelia.
Allies who had regrouped their forces, including other mercenary groups, were to face the enemy forces on a promising plain the following morning.
The enemies of Landeshell's new kingdom had their center and right flanks hardened with infantry, and the tiger child's cavalry was positioned on the left edge of the formation.
The Rhodelia Kingdom, as an ally, gathered the cavalry to the right, placing the infantry in the center and to the left.
It was shaped like a peculiar spider mirror pair.
If there is a difference, the mercenary units of the new nation are positioned on the left edge from here, and on the far right from the enemy, while the mercenary units on the royal side are positioned between the right-hand cavalry and the central infantry.
The Wisteria Mercenary Corps, which has the greatest power, stands in front of it, and a small to medium-sized mercenary corps is positioned behind it.
That's a bad arrangement.
Grace was unhappy when she saw where the enemy team was positioned.
"But, well, it's a job."I have to do my reward work. "
Grace, who was at the forefront, turned around and gazed at her companions.
Grace raised her voice as she glanced around the mercenaries.
"Look, you guys." Do the job you've been entrusted with! "
Ooh!
Grace's words were followed by the voices of the Wisteria Mercenaries.
"Don't be so careful because it's a winning battle!"
Respond!
"Don't get drunk and miss out on the instructions before you win!"
Respond!
Mercenaries are not like the regular armies of a trained country.
The chain of command isn't good enough, and Grace, the commander, doesn't always get her orders.
That's why there are so few words to tell, and only the last thing that matters is to be stained.
That was the answer the Wisteria Mercenaries came to.
A series of interactions is no longer familiar to Aldis.
It's like a ritual that always precedes a battle.
Grace held the sword she pulled out overhead.
"Our sword is for victory!"
For victory!
Grace's clamor was followed by a crowd of friends.
"Our hearts are for the good of our people!"
For my people!
With every scream, the mouth is aligned, and the mercenaries begin to feel exhilarated and united.
The strong sense of fellowship is further concentrated, and what used to be each individual mercenary naturally dissolves.
The bred air transformed the mercenaries into a single group called the Wisteria Mercenaries.
'Well, that's it. It's kind of like a bullshit.If you don't build momentum, you'll be drunk by the atmosphere of the battlefield, and you'll die in no time. ”
Somewhere else, Aldis remembers the words Grace once uttered.
Don't get drunk on the battlefield.
Don't get drunk on victory.
But on the other hand, to survive, you must be drunk and wipe away your fears.
Everyone feels such a contradiction and still chooses to get drunk on their own to shake off their anxiety.
"Izakayu, glory be to us under the banner!"
"We are under the banner!"
Everyone shall raise up his goods, and cry out with a voice.
Wrapped up in a loud voice that hasn't reached the enemies on the other side, Aldis lets himself go to his own heights.
Kill or be killed.
Today, Aldis was about to throw himself into the battlefield where his destiny would be tested again.