Albrecht's Chronicles

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Albrecht counts the casualties while resting his soldiers. The damage was mostly focused on the left and right wing, with approximately 1,000 casualties, and more than 100 knights.

Among them, there were about 500 wounded, and 8,000 of the remaining troops were ordered to be separated and transported to Yatai.

During this time, the wounded were merely abandoned, but Albrecht decided to take his men apart.

I wanted to take my men as long as I could as long as I could as I could as a commander, though I was going to die during the transfer process.

Often in combat, if you lose 30 percent of your troops, it's called extinction.

Thirty percent of the military losses meant that one side of the left and right interests was completely destroyed and was no longer able to fight.

Therefore, there was no time for a new uniform during combat.

Albrecht had roughly 22 percent of the troops lost after the battle, including those who had been separated for transport, but had time to reshape since he had already won the battle.

Randolph, Hermann, the senior knights and infantry commanders were ordered to reassemble the remaining 7,000 troops while resting.

And Albrecht looked at the relaxing knights and soldiers and went back to his mental education.

“We will divide our forces in three directions and surround the garrison. You shall besiege and kill those who resist, but the rest of the civilians shall defend at all costs. ”

With Albrecht's orders, they're ready to jump into a hellfire. That's easy enough.

Albrecht decides to take the loot, even if he shows mercy. He was not a saint.

Of course, the future work would be almost adult, but Albrecht always wanted to present a new monarchy. And I wanted to be that way.

Albrecht specifically ordered the raid on the garrison.

“Randolph, Herman. I'll give you two thousand men each. Bypass and surround the garrison from left to right. I'll lead the 2,000 and take the center. Ulrich, I'll give you 1,000. Follow me slowly with our supplies behind you. ”

At the end of the break, Randolph and Hermann start the detour, and Albrecht leads 2,000 and slowly follows.

Let's go for a day. I can see the garrison far away. It was already a mess.

Those who flee in a hurry with only what they have to pack, those who are robbed by their allies, the Feudal Lords or soldiers who run away with their families, they just don't know what to do.

It was an encampment of hundreds of thousands of civilians and merchants, so the chaos was unspeakable.

When they saw Albrecht approaching with an army, they all looked big and desperate.

Many have tried to flee, but Randolph and Herman have already surrounded them.

With the exception of the 30,000 forces that Albrecht broke, only roughly 5, 60,000 had Philip surrounded twice.

But they were almost forced into rebellion by Amas, so the moment their heads were gone, they were not at a level they could already call an army.

After hearing that Amaz had been defeated, Feudal Lords, who led fewer than a dozen, led more than a hundred, went off to find a way to live, each one of them split open.

History thought that Albrecht might break 100,000 with less than 10,000 troops.

The garrisons of Albrecht, Randolph and Hermann were increasingly tightened to complete the siege.

Albrecht enters the garrison with only an interpreter and dozens of knights waiting for his infantry.

It was a garrison full of all kinds of awesomeness and clutter, but when Albrecht appeared, it became quieter and there was no sound of ants crawling around.

Man, woman, old man, rich man, poor, noble, ordinary, all looked at Albrecht, the ‘Devil’ Albert, who had an axe with frightening eyes and a coat of blood all over his body.

Albrecht first heads for a command barracks that almost light up the palace, in the middle of the garrison.

It was much larger than King Leopold's barracks. It was like building a log and building it with a tent.

Dozens of people stood before him. Albrecht approaches and says something to an old man dressed in fancy clothes.

“He calls himself the mother of Amazon, the King of Asayin. The people behind are his relatives or wives and children. I asked them what they would do. ”

Albrecht glanced confidently at Amas' mother and his relatives and children behind him.

‘You must have a lot of wives. ’

From middle-aged women to young women, I could see wives dressed in colourful clothing that was different from others. It was a beauty together.

They all stare in anxious glances at the one they call the Devil.

“I'll let you all go. Instead, the wealth is mine. ”

One of the senior knights was surprised and said. The translator was surprised and looked at Albrecht without immediately translating.

“Come on, boss. Your ransom, of course. ”

Amas' wealth was piled up like a pile of mountains, but it was insignificant compared to their ransom.

The knight does a lot of things that his master doesn't understand, but I think this is too much.

Albrecht turns to him and says,

“I don't need that. I'll set them all free. ”

The knight is simply dumbfounded. Can we do this?

Albrecht looks back at the old man and says,

“You'll be in danger if you leave the garrison now. If Amas sends troops to escort you, I'll let you go. Until then, you will have my protection. ”

What the hell is that supposed to mean? The knights and translators were embarrassed and didn't know what to do. If you're not getting paid, why are you protecting me again?

Even the translator was so frustrated that he couldn't translate quickly and was restless. Albrecht stared at Jigsy and barely translated.

Even the old woman who heard the interpreter was surprised. I asked the translator again several times. Then I switched translations with Albrecht. What did I hear?

“Get Randolph and Hermann. ”

The silent knight listens to Albrecht's orders, but he barely regains his senses and leaves the Garrison to summon Randolph and Hermann.

Albrecht gives them instructions.

“Ask the lords standing outside if they have families, and only return the family to them, except for the loot. Merchants receive half of what they have. Send the families of soldiers who don't have plunder first, only those who can be escorted by soldiers. ”

“Yes, Master. ”

“Got it.”

You leave Randolph and Hermann Garrison and cry out to the lingering lords far outside the Garrison for an interpreter.

Some asked for loot because they could kill their families, but they refused without hesitation.

You start sending your family back by sequentially storming the soldiers and gathering the loot in the central tent first.

The lords who were standing outside were so relieved that they couldn't understand Albrecht's actions.

They had a complicated heart. What the hell is going on here? I heard it was the Devil.

At the encampment, widows and children began to line up. They quickly hugged their husbands, fathers and sons, and quickly moved away from the encampment to their hometowns.

Most were impressed with the untrustworthy task and some were embarrassed by the looting, and even though Albrecht's actions were unprecedented throughout the North and East continents.

Almost everyone left quickly, but there was still quite a lot of furniture left. The families of the warriors, or the families of the runaway lords or soldiers.

“Let's get some sleep today, and go to the Eijas Plain tomorrow to find the body. I'll give you a funeral. Those who want to go back to their hometowns will be guarded. First, go to Yatai 'Ik and find the ship. I'll have soldiers escort you. ”

The Knights of Albrecht, the soldiers, and now I'm almost frozen.

The families who were taken captive at the encampment were also frozen. I appreciate that, but I really had to think for a long time about what they saw today and what they promised themselves could happen in reality.

And Albrecht gave knights a penny of gold and a penny of wages to the soldiers. Of course, I was going to pay all the soldiers who were not here later.

9,000 silk pills and 9,000 gold coins were poured onto his men.

The loot remained intact, but it was all spent on Knight's Fund or on the cost of resurrection if cities were to be captured later. In the end, I didn't take anything with me this time.

Albrecht lets his family and relatives stay in an empty barracks near the central barracks. If Amas doesn't come after waiting a few days, I decided to give her a squeeze.

Then I slaughtered the cows, chickens and goats and fed them to the soldiers. I solved enough spices. Alcohol was forbidden because it was not a step to relax yet. I can't help but sneak a drink.

Randolph, Hermann, the senior knights and infantry commanders have called to the central barracks to hold a banquet.

What a banquet without liquor! They were all cannibals in battle.

I liked to eat fresh meat when I could. They felt bad about not having a drink, but this was satisfactory.

While people were eating meat, joking with colleagues, and enjoying the banquet for a long time, the infantry commander frowned at Albrecht.

Then I spoke to Albrecht, who was having a quiet meal with Randolph and Hermann on his left and right.

Albrecht's personal charisma is so strong that few knights or soldiers have spoken to him first.

“Hey, boss. According to the Northerners, you really are a descendant of God. ”

The commander of the infantry speaks, and the eldest is silent. Senior knights, infantry commanders, Randolph and Hermann all stared at the infantry commander. And I looked back at Albrecht.

Albrecht listens to the infantry commander and then disappears.

“Haha, do you see my vile face as a descendant of God? ”

Then the people in the intestines burst into laughter.

“Hahaha!”

Albrecht wasn't so ugly after all. Rather, he belonged to the handsome axis, but the scars on his face seemed rather fierce.

As long as I saw his mother's eyes, they looked innocent. When I looked closely at Albrecht's face, I noticed that scars and eyes felt strangely heterogeneous.

The infantry commander asked, smiling beautifully, then said:

“Well, you know, it's not weird. I've never seen anyone as strong as you. It will never happen again. After winning a legendary victory today, all I have left to do is become the richest man in the world, and people release everything for free and give us everything else...... I don't know. ”

The infantry commander speaks, and the people inside the intestine are quiet again. They were all thinking the same thing. Why on earth would he do that?

Albrecht smiled and said.

“I want to kill less people. I don't mean to say I've killed more people than anyone else in the world, but I want to kill less people. At least the civilians. ”

The senior knights and infantry commanders in the intestine were delightful. It was an age without the concept of human dignity or human rights. What's wrong with killing a powerful man when he can?

Albrecht had no intention of understanding his beliefs to the people of this age, but since they are brothers-they decided to speak up a little. He still said with a smile.

“You've been through a lot, you know. When war breaks out, exhibition strikes, people starve to death. Those who win the war plunder the town and the Stragglers become bandits. Then people become bandits to live, rob other villages, kill people......”

The knights and infantry commanders listened silently to Albrecht. They witnessed more than anyone, and experienced more. Albrecht continued:

“Wouldn't it be nice if one of you could break the chain of pain once and for all?" Of course, I can't just hang up on you by myself, but I can, and I will. ”

After Albrecht's words, no one talks again. The market is quiet, and only the beetles are crying outside.

Then Franz, one of the leading drivers, said.

“Then, if you become the Master of the world, will you be able to break the chain of suffering? ”

A senior knight named Franz was from the north, in his 30s, with blond, blue eyes. He was dark-blonde compared to Albrecht, and was always thoughtful and calm.

Like most of the knights here, he joined the Crusade to make his fortune. That's why he was not so strong-willed.

I admired Albrecht's reputation as a northerner. The bravest and most powerful knight of all.

I didn't know if I would make it, but I followed Albrecht, thinking that if I fought with him, I could at least do a proper fight.

When I came to the eastern continent and saw Albrecht fight, I thought, "I'm not the one who can capture it all by reputation."

They had already exceeded the level of humans, and were as much a beast as they were when fighting, or something other than humans.

Many knights, on the other hand, were saved by him, not by him.

However, the usual appearance was quiet and modest, as opposed to what it looked like when fighting, and it always seemed to have something on its mind.

But I couldn't understand it when I won the first battle in the river and let 1,000 prisoners go.

And then today, the release of hundreds of thousands of prisoners without ransom, far exceeded the level of understanding, and I thought maybe he was the true descendant of God.

Beyond mere strength, he had something. I don't know what his merciful actions are, but something is overwhelming in my heart.

Albrecht said, looking at a familiar senior who also knew his name.

“Well, master of the world. But even if I become the owner of the world, all of a sudden, the world won't get better. I'm just struggling. The world is full of things that no one like me can do. Haha.”

Franz was speechless again. I don't know exactly what Albrecht said, but with his orders, I'm prepared to do anything. Alive or dead.

The same was true of the other knights and the infantry commanders here.

Albrecht looks at them and says again:

“You must be strong for a reason. I don't know why. But at the very least, I don't want you to bully or carelessly kill innocent and weak people. And I want it to be my own honor and duty. I hope so as long as I can. It's just my wish. ”

Even after Albrecht spoke, I could only hear the sound of dishes crawling, and the intestines were quiet. Silence surrounded the banquet hall.

Albrecht looks like everyone's had enough to eat, so he digs his way back in and lets them rest.

I washed Albrecht and lay in bed thinking. I remembered what Franz said. If you become the master of the world, can you break the chain of all that pain?

Establishing a unified dynasty on the continent will at least cure it.

Clear the compartment, reorganize the Templars' territory, and then control what's under control. We can make them interfere and fight less.

And maybe you'll spend the rest of your life trying to keep it that way. The next generation will take care of it.

Albrecht freed hundreds of thousands of prisoners for no ransom, shocking the world beyond the glorious victory on the Eijas Plain.

There was no car, no phone, but this shocking event was spreading around the world breaking the frame of common sense people had.

People may not be nice all of a sudden, but breaking the framework of common sense could have been a prelude to an era of change. In the center, there was Albrecht.

Chapter 10 The Power and the Mercy End.

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