Ashes and Kingdoms

Blowing in the same wind, this one is just a human being, Glaus, shuddered for a long time. Most likely, the cold isn't the only reason. Hearing the report of the expelled messenger, Glaus looked stern.

"Blood for blood, life for life? I don't know what sins Varys has... but if you look over there, I guess that's where the young children were killed for what sins. I heard there are no islands to install, but I didn't know it was this harsh."

He roared, staring into the eastern sky as he lowered the messenger.

I can understand what Elecia has to say, and I don't have to feel sympathy. Varys and him, under the great nickname of retaliation for the assassination of the Genus Emperor, debated the emperor Fedoras. Moreover, in their case, there was no great love for Genus, so for that matter, Elesia may have a stronger right to seek retribution.

"But we can't allow any further advances."

Saying in his mouth, he ordered a squad of horseback riders to prepare for their departure. The purpose of the reconnaissance is a platoon of thirty horsemen. In case, I'll also have another horseback squad and infantry unit ready for immediate cover.

I can't imagine the enemy marching fast enough to make contact between just rushing that far with a horse, but somehow there are dragons over there. Its mobility is unknown.

"Don't let go. Let's go!"

Glaus took the lead himself and advanced the horse.

Due to years of experience visiting various parts of the country during corps service, the surrounding landscape is all in my mind, but I don't know what's changing in a while.

We will consider the place and formation of the meeting one after the other in our minds, making sure that the woods, hills, shallow streams, etc. of the street in our memory remain intact.

But without even putting together a plan, reality appeared in an unexpected way.

"General! Enemy shadow ahead!

The most eye-catching soldier shouts, pointing at the goings. Glaus also looked back at you and looked away. I can see soot smoke faintly.

"Apparently, they sent out cavalry early for reconnaissance."

It's too soon to show up to lead the whole army out. I can't get this far on the foot of an infantry.

"You'll notice this one again soon. Stand by. We'll narrow it down until we get infantry support."

Glaus moved his reconnaissance team and made a line on a hill that was snug, very low. From here you can see the formation of the enemy, and the reinforcements of the allies coming from behind you will not enter the eyes of the enemy.

Eventually emerged from the east was the horseback riding squad led by Marius, the number of which was approximately two hundred.

"It's what brought a lot of people here."

Glaus said bitterly. Apparently, the other side was more aimed at combat than reconnaissance from the beginning. Glaus confirmed the position of the reinforcements behind him and gave instructions to the subordinates on the spot and to the missionary order.

"The enemy has an advantage in numbers and will put this one under siege. We make a central breakthrough. Where the enemy has spread his wings, the troops behind him slap each of them, preventing the siege from closing. Once we break the perimeter, we break up left and right and rendezvous with reinforcements. Don't try to destroy me by force. But if I can, I want to capture the commander."

The decree nodded and ran away to tell the rear reinforcements. Glaus looked over at everyone who remained, and commanded him not to rush, not to hitch. They're marching long distances over there, but this reinforcement is in a big hurry. When it comes to fatigue, it is not always advantageous.

Weigh around and wait for the time to ripen as you twist. And

"All right, assault!

Glaus raised his hand and the thirty cavalry hit an avalanche and ran down the slope. The sound of my hooves rocks the ground, and the earthen smoke rises.

But without going as much, Glaus had a bad feeling and frowned.

(Weird)

Marius' cavalry was too thin and comically spread, even if it was intended to be a siege. I don't see you in a decent line. If Glaus' cavalry sticks in like this, it'll be easy enough to break through the center. Yet neither Marius nor his soldiers are in a panic.

(What are you up to -)

I was wondering if I should pull the reins, at that moment.

Enemy allies at best disrupted the horse's footsteps.

"Wow! Damn, what's up!?

Glaus' horse also suddenly shakes his head, emptying it with his forelimbs. The confusion was deadly as it ran densely on the wedge for a central breakthrough. Horses and horses, people bump into each other. A fallen soldier gets kicked and nodded by a horse, and a horse with his leg taken from it is even more rampant.

The answer to the consternation as to why, was given immediately.

A crimson flaming dragon - and a goddess standing on its back - appeared in the sky I looked up to.

In front of the overwhelming glow, Glaus forgot everything during the bundle. It's not like the Tenryu I saw in Quanos. Instinctively fearful, but fascinated by dazzling flames, I can't help but look away. It's too dangerous, and therefore beautiful.

Glaus trembles and returns to me. Shit, I regretted it, but it's too late. Shortly after he saw Elecia shake up the spear, he said,

"Ohhhhh!!

With the roar, it turned into a dazzling fire column.

"General! General!

"Water, water...! Wow!

Screaming gets in the way. Horse screaming, crying soldier. Glaus fell on his horse and rolled around in flames.

In the midst of confusion, Genchas, with Elecia on board, rises high in the sky and disappears.

Marius' cavalry, which was wider between the horse and the horse than it had been before, quickly restored order, and now it was time to put together a decent queue and put it under siege.

If the reinforcements hadn't shown up, Glaus' troops could have been chopped up to the last one as they were.

But thanks to prior and circumstantial exploitation, they managed to take off their tiger mouths and escape back to Deurum, even with a large number of injured and a few dead. with a blackened commander.

"No, not at all. I thought my heart would stop."

"That's the dialogue over here!

The military doctor shouted in an inverted voice. He wants to cry, laugh or be angry, and he's confused and not sure.

The patient sits back on the bed and scratches his beard inexorably in swallowing with a distracted face. When they were brought in, they were unconscious, black-burned, melted armor seemed to be integrated with carbide clothing, but it was a scratchless body, like boiled eggs, that emerged from under them.

Glaus looked at his body wonderfully and roared, Hmm.

"Being burned to death sounds like a pretty amazing way to die. Let's try to use the fire meter carefully in the future. You have to thank Phineas enough."

They really didn't have to die because of the heavenly dragon blessing, even though they tasted the feeling of dying. I wish I hadn't felt any fever or pain anyway.

"What a long time. We were lucky to have the general here, but some of the soldiers are here to help. Think about how you can drive the Flaming Dragon Marquis and the Nornicom Army back across the river."

"I don't even need to be told"

Glaus answered with a straight face and stood up and put his sleeve through the changed clothes. I've learned something from Marius' strange line. Besides, their opponents will think Glaus is dead. I'll have to multiply this debt and return it to you at the next meeting.

Apart from the majority of my head, which has already begun to work out plans for the future, fu, the memory of the encounter between the bundles has been brought back. Of a flame that shines hot and fierce, which is unlikely to belong in this world.

"... that was beautiful"

I didn't know the words came out with my mouth open. "What?" the military doctor asks back in fright. Glaus shook his head, nothing, in a mild tone.

"I just thought - at any rate, I didn't want to be burned to death, I wanted to be stabbed directly through the chest with that hand,"

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The military doctor braided his face and skewered Glause without questioning his sanity. If that were the case, he didn't even have the energy to point out the obvious fact that he was about to die, with or without the protection of Tenryu.

Oh, and the military doctor sighed oversized and waved at his pants.

"Aside from the contents of that bump, everything seems to be fine. Please, get back to work."

Even after being driven away, Glaus dispersed heavily, without a wind that made him uncomfortable just by clapping his neck. You can't beat military doctors and cooks. That is the strength of the barracks.

On his way back to his room, Glaus was staring at the blurry universe. Sometimes, I shake my eyes and head like the soul that was missing came back. Repeating that a few times, he finally stopped on his feet and slapped himself on the cheek with both hands.

"I don't know."

If you concentrate, you scold yourself, but the memories of the dragon and the dragon marquis are too vivid, poking a slight gap and immediately emerging on the surface layer of consciousness.

Elecia's face looking down at this one from above the flaming dragon was just purely strong and beautiful. Human emotions such as hatred, anger and resentment were hidden behind glowing flames, as if they could not be seen. Beauty that has shredded off all the extras, like a hawk who is aiming for a moment that puts a blow to the lower boundaries and to the prey to be put to rest.

I should have been scared when I realized I was going to be hit, but now that I think back, all I can think about is praise.

"Do you have to take that down..."

Crushing sparingly, he grinned bitterly at himself. I'm quick to know you're going to be able to defeat me.

First, we must work out a plan and raise the morale of the soldiers. If the Commander is not dead, he must only inform his allies so that the enemy will not be distracted and make them believe that the dragon is powerful but can always win.

Besides, I forgot there was one more thing I had to stop talking about. I hope it's not too late.

(If Varys hears what Elecia has to say, what will he say)

I can hardly give up the great task of rebuilding the Empire along the way, but if you'll wait until I can get a sure path, I can tell you that I'm going to give you about one neck. Glaus glanced at him.

('Cause I'm a coward in a weird place)

No, cowardice may not be accurate. Varys doesn't get weak and run away or frustrated. But he's sensitive to death. After his father, Emperor Genus, was murdered, it was as if he were imprisoned in the shadow of death all along. If it weren't for Glaus, he might have dictated himself before he was killed.

Someone is clearly, specifically strong, wishing for his own death - and he is prone to sway about it. Glause vaguely understands that poor warfare is also a cause around it.

(Let's drive Elesia back to the other shore before he leads reinforcements to arrive)

It's beautiful, but it's a shame, but it wasn't if you were in love.

Glaus regained his mind and finally slapped himself on the cheek one more time before restarting his steps.