A Famous Traitor and Treacherous Genius

318 – Weapons of War (4)

Let me tell you one thing: I have never experienced war.

Correction.

I have never experienced a full-scale war like this.

A one-month war before returning.

To use the expression of the emperor before his return, it was a ‘refined war’at that time.

Minimization of damage to allies.

Appeasement of the enemy’s highest strength.

Collapse of the kingdom’s command system through rapid advance and siege of the royal capital.

Inducing the surrender of nobles based on friendships and information accumulated at the academy several years ago.

Although it was an incompetent king who messed up those sophisticated movements, at least the entire process was an unprecedented war that will forever be remembered in the history of warfare.

That’s what the imperial historians said.

It was partly to praise the achievements of the emperor of the time, but how much cheering must have been given that they occupied Nostrum like no one had done in 500 years, and less than 1,000 Imperial soldiers died.

In that sense, it is a bit problematic to say that I experienced war in earnest during the return war.

The combat I have experienced the most is the so-called ‘guerrilla warfare’.

The revolutionary army’s guerrilla war waged throughout Nostrum by Naria, the princess of a fallen country, against the traitor Gray was the war I had the most experience with.

The only indirect experience I had about war was that when the emperor occasionally visited the count’s house, I played chess and heard stories about tactics.

They say chess is like war.

However, the war is on a different level from the black and white war of pieces, where both sides fight with the same pieces, and there are only advantages and disadvantages depending on the difference between the first and the second.

Still, it’s a war, so there are things I learned, and I also studied tactics through a mock war.

As a result.

A conclusion has been reached.

“The Duke of Winchester should oversee all tactics on the Imperial Army front.”

“Me?”

“Yes.”

My first role is to support the person with the greatest skill in strategy and tactics to take the lead.

“The nobles of Nostrum will be able to join forces simply because the leader of Morgania, a representative figure in the history of exchanges with the Empire, will assume overall command in the war against the Empire.”

“What you’re saying is that I should be the focal point.”

“Yes.”

Naria has just become king.

Even suspicions may be cast as the process by which he became king is unclear, and some nobles may worry in real time that he will be purged because his personality does not match Naria’s his.

‘They may not be aware that the king has changed and the empire started a war in the first place.’

The information is slow, so the dispatch arrived late, or the nobles who did not receive the communication magic using the crystal ball in time are by now ‘What?!’ You might be shouting, ‘King St. Geo has passed away!’

“Your Excellency the Archduke, you can go through the battlefield yourself. Gibraltar will take over the front line, and you can use it as a chess piece. You can wave your baton from the rear and call for an advance.”

“Is my role really that of ‘commander in chief’?”

“That’s right.”

Loyalist soldiers under the old St. Geo Nostrum.

New powers that will unite under Naria Geo Nostrum.

Traitors like Gibraltar who tried to collaborate with the empire.

“The person in the middle who can encompass everyone is the Archduke.”

“I will gladly accept that role.”

The Duke of Winchester is different now than before his return.

The Duke of Winchester’s body is overflowing with vitality and will, to the point where there is no need to talk about what happened before his return.

‘I never thought Gyeongryong would help in this way.’

After the disgraceful behavior of the Black Rose Dragoons at the Gyeongryongjang, the Grand Duke of Winchester has been training the drakes himself by racing them at the academy.

As of now, he is very trustworthy in that he is an unbroken, mature master, especially a dragoon.

“Then, let me tell you a few things you need to keep in mind in the war against the imperial army.”

“I will listen.”

“One. Don’t ignore the muskets. They no longer fire magic missiles, but ‘live ammunition’.”

“…”

Although there have been technological advancements, the Imperial Army has so far maintained the perception that Nostrum is ‘a musket is just a magic missile cover.’

“Live ammunition, what type?”

“It is a magic stone. It is an application of wind stone.”

But now it’s different.

“I will cut the magic stones into bullets to fit the barrel of the musket, and use wind eruption magic to shoot them faster than an arrow, driving the magic stones into allies.”

When you are hit by a magic missile flying from afar, unlike when you mainly suffered bruises, a magic stone shaped like a bullet is lodged in your body.

“Sometimes it might even pierce shield magic.”

“I’ll tell you to be careful.”

“Yes. And one more thing. This is a problem that our allies, not the imperial army, should be reminded of.”

I pointed to Naria, the woman who was listening silently next to the Grand Duke.

“Can Queen Naria Gio Nostrum use miracles like those performed by Saint Gion Nostrum?”

“…If it’s about raising golden heroes, not at all.”

Naria shook her head loudly.

“I have tried giving orders to the gold in various ways, but it seems that the golden heroic spirit can only be awakened with the staff that the late king had.”

“I guess so. They say he went through some kind of ordeal.”

He is an incompetent person who continues to cause trouble even after being buried in a tombstone.

“It is done. The Queen please contact her Viscount Hex and ask him to do his best to combat the treason of St. Geonostrum.”

“Traitory aging…?”

“When she was almost killed for her actions, she died without bequeathing any of the miracles of Nostrum to Naria.”

“That’s… “

“Why doesn’t Queen Naria raise up the Golden Spirit to help us like her predecessor did? In response to her unreasonable suspicions, she put the kingdom in danger and made it impossible for her to use her most powerful weapon. Can cause anger.”

First of all, bad things are blamed on Saint Geo Nostrum.

“Let’s get involved in a war with the Empire. After Saint Geonostrum killed Queen Naria, she became Regent of the Imperial Nostrum and decided to become the Empire’s dog.”

“Well, that much…?”

“It can be said that the Emperor did not miss that opportunity and joined the House of Counts of Sirene. The Emperor took advantage of the gap seen by the incompetent King and came in. He did not pass on his power to Naria and was the original and ultimate force that caused the imperial army to enter the kingdom. The cause is all Saint Geonostrum.”

It’s not really like that, but to create a situation that is advantageous to us, we make things up that don’t exist and blame it on St. Geo Nostrum.

“All the filth and filth will be handed over to St. Geo Nostrum. Who can say anything? It’s not like the dead can wake up and settle in some gold and then complain that it’s not like that.”

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This is what I’m best at.

“For Nostrum to unite in the war against the Empire, a sacrifice is needed. It is not a holy or grand heroic sacrifice, but thanks to the incompetent actions of the King, many heroes will be willing to stand up for Queen Naria. .”

Fraudulence. Scheme. Politics. Advance planning.

“The Grand Duke can gather them and organize them to fight the imperial army.”

Systematic military deployment and efficient tactics are not my main areas.

“I understand. Then what are you going to do?”

“Just because we have a plan in place, I have no intention of staying still.”

It’s not the County of Sirene, but the story of Seville, up there, but when refugees come down, whether from war or plague, it is Gibraltar that ultimately suffers.

“It would be okay if you think of yourself as a general, but I try to fight where I can fight best.”

“Where is that?”

“Of course…”

I told the Archduke about my plan, and the Archduke looked at me with a serious expression.

“You really want to do that?”

“Of course.”

It’s already midnight.

“Where is gentlemanliness and dignity in war? Even if so, they sent something like that first.”

Grumbling.

The magic automatic ship catches fire.

In the middle of the railroad, a fire ignited throughout the entire Mado Automobile Line, rising above a wide pit at the front and back, rising into the night sky, producing black smoke.

“We have to show those who started the war. That the option of war was the most foolish option.”

Does the current emperor know?

I don’t know.

I’m not sure what he was thinking when he started the war.

One possibility that passes through my mind.

Death is the completion of man.

Gray Gibraltar is the completion of Habsburg von Thersian.

…

“I will go to the enemy camp.”

I took out an item I had prepared in advance from my pocket.

“Use this.”

“…When will something like this happen again?”

“It’s one of those things I always prepare. I just brought it out because the time was right.”

If you don’t have it, just make it.

That doesn’t just apply to slander against the incompetent king.

“Isn’t this the perfect item to still fear in the enemy?”

* * *

[January 2nd, Imperial Calendar, 4 a.M. In front of the castle gate of the Count of Seirene.]

“Hwaam.”

A blue-haired young man with erased number 213, from the shadow of the empire, yawns long.

“What are you doing? Are you out of your mind?”

The young man’s partner, a woman who coincidentally has the same erased number, brings in her supply can and hands it over.

“It’s too lukewarm to come to my senses.”

“It’s because you put it in your body. Why are you so worried? You’ll just drink what you’re given.”

The conversation between the two grumbling people seemed normal, but there were all kinds of bloodstains around them.

Traces of many people being cut, falling, and dying.

“Are you going to smoke one?”

“I saw it.”

Nevertheless, the two people were very calm, as if they were having a normal conversation.

“Hey. Can we win this war?”

“Of course I win. The opponent is Nostrum. “Your Majesty never loses a fight.”

“Of course.”

If you thought you couldn’t win in the first place, you wouldn’t have started the war.

The being called Habsburg von Tersian, the being who created them, is such a monster of reason.

“Oh, by the way. How many have you processed? You probably didn’t forget to score, right?”

“78. “What about you?”

“Oh, that’s a shame. I’m in three figures.”

“What happened while swinging a sword at young children?”

The two shadows, who had been talking for a while, stopped chatting and looked beyond the horizon.

“…”

“Report to Franz. The enemy has appeared.”

Front.

A golden magic automatic train was running roughly on an unpaved road, not a railroad track.

“Damn it, what did the guards do?”

“Prepare to intercept. That thing will try to run if given the chance.”

“Before you run…Wait, look at that.”

On the golden ship.

“What is that?”

“Golden… Skull?”

Is it a sharp skull helmet that sparkles in gold, or is it a mask?

It seems to symbolize a ghost made of gold, or as if the golden heroic spirit itself is wearing combat attire and riding on top of an automatic magic ship.

“S-No way, those Nostrum guys…!”

“Was it actually a lie that the ghosts created with false gold disappeared?!”

“Damn it, shoot!”

The two men raised their muskets at the same time.

The direction of the muzzle points is above the airship.

If the magic automatic ship jumps, the golden ghost within the magic automatic ship will appear precisely in the air-

Good profit!!

The airship suddenly turned sideways.

Because the direction was changed so urgently, the magic ship’s wheels rose due to inertia, and it crashed into the castle wall while tilted.

Kigigigigeek!!!

Like a carriage hitting and scraping against a fence while running, the golden magic ship was stuck on the walls of Sirene Castle.

The moment when the two shadows stumbled from the momentary shock.

Pa-ah.

A flash of golden light seemed to sparkle, and the two shadows had a strange thought.

In the middle of them, there was a knight in uniform wearing a golden skull-like mask, brandishing a sword, and I thought I should counter him, but-

“Uh, why-“

My arm doesn’t move.

My legs don’t move.

“How did this happen-“

“It’s late.”

Suddenly.

With a white trail, another woman wearing a golden mask landed on the castle wall.

“You guys.”

Puhwaaak!!

The moment when red blood spurted out from the cross section of a severed limb.

“I crossed the line.”

Hwareuk.

A crystal ball that the two men and women each held glowed, and soon a fireball flew toward the severed cross sections of the two men and women.

“Kaaa!!”

With limbs scattered left and right and only the head and torso remaining, the shadows screamed in pain as their cross-sections were burned by flames.

Even though the pain was suppressed with silver, the pain was indescribable.

“From Gray Gibraltar, to all knights.”

Crack, crack.

One by one, knights with golden masks on their faces land on the walls of Sirene Castle and take their stances.

“Cut off limbs to neutralize the enemy, then set them on fire to prevent them from dying.”

The man who lands first takes off her mask, and a woman with her white hair tied in a ponytail stands behind her as if guarding her.

“You can’t kill it gracefully.”

The one who took off the mask, Gray Gibraltar.

“Suppress them all so that their bodies burn to death under the golden sun.”

Starting with him, the knights jumped down the castle wall, which was well over a dozen meters high.