Fly the Flag of Fire!

"Well...... normally you can win, right?

If they say it's obvious, I won't be able to stick it up anymore and make it look pale. Yousia Peterius remembered that she would loosen herself by exhaling her hoarded breath. Until recently, I consciously took a deep breath to relieve tension, but when this happens, I have to tighten it up with reason.

I guessed it, or the ancient Ginseng knight stepped out and spoke harshly. The way I cough up reminds me of when I was being tutored somewhere, and that's already soothing Yoosia.

"With all due respect, Lord Otara, then you have no body or lid. I would ask you to be more concerned with your remarks to sharpen your belligerence."

"I don't care if they say that...... The point is, you're gonna have to tell me a smashed story, right?

Yoosia finally even smiled and looked at Oiva, the big man scratching his cheek like he was in trouble. The large black and white spotted hair horse presented also shows the size of the line under his crotch. If we got close enough, the horses were all huge, so Yoosia also felt as if she had gotten back to her child.

"Well, what. If anything happens, I'll be your shield, so I won't let the Count wear a scratch."

"I don't understand where that statement excites people, and from the beginning, that's natural, even without Lord Otara. If we're here."

"No, I am... uhm?

I guess he tried to make something look good. Oiva stroked her stomach with a pitiful look, scolded for straining her chest and losing the touch of her shaken hand. It also looks like an iron barrel somewhere because the armor he wears is not decorative. Speaking of which, she realized she was thirsty, and Yousia took a water bottle and drank a little.

And Josiah thinks again. I wonder how comforting it would be to have Oiva from the war at the time of such a showdown. This man, who commands the infantry unit in the Third Princess SS, has a big pillar-like presence that won't waver under any circumstances, while also being brave as an individual. That's what Yoosia needs most today.

It was arranged by General Dragon Marco. In this battle, it has been heard that the way the Peterius army flourishes dictates the battlefield, but half of the actual 10,000 people gathered here lack experience in action. Yousia herself was aware of her immaturity. Oiva is the person to make up for it. As an introduction, the hero, who turned eighteen this year, said:

"I know no samurai better than he does. Often a dead place is something that reveals the nature of a person, but he is arguably the male of a dead place. To the point of being pushed, to the point of being dangerous, you have a fighting soul that endures intolerability and never falls into indolence. They usually don't even give it a bite, do they? Including the daytime lighting, I'm sure you'll be able to help your uncle."

As the word goes, Yousia relied on Oiva. It is not the trust of dressing. This is the trust we have developed in the last three years or so. Oiva and his infantry had great merit in the reconstruction of the Peterius territory.

The territory of Peterius, exposed to more than 100,000 invasions by the Imperial Army, suffered devastating damage in the countryside, although it was the main towns that received relatively calm treatment. Many villages were turned into abandoned villages overnight by plunder and wolf, and there remained no houses or fields there when the evacuated people returned. War is always cruel and unforgiving towards the weak.

It was the reconstruction of the countryside that Yousia, who succeeded to the countenance, attached importance. It is the territory of Peterius, which was deprived of possessions and destroyed the territorial capital by the time it was completely skinless. Nothing turned around without support from the State Treasury, and the post-war winter was desperate to survive, but the people's lives had to be restored before the next winter. That was no longer close to ushering in a new consular government, but unexpected reinforcements came there. It is a SS Infantry Corps led by Oiva.

They were like mountain ghosts appearing in picture stories. Tighten the iron spoons that are likely to be eaten by howling the cowhorses intact, removing debris and renewing the waterways at an alarming rate. Moreover, they are bringing in agricultural engineers to spread not only the making of mekong wheat and Sierra wheat, but also the seeds of quamp and their utilisation. Yousia understands that if the livestock of the dwarf horse was combined, it would have resulted in the creation of a cold-resistant village.

The whole series of things was carried out without asking anyone for costs, but it is not that it is a pro bono act. Consideration included a widely and finely formed sales channel in the territory of Peterius and its dominance. Jousia laughed and admitted it. Except if there was a flaw or impossibility, but it was too reasonable to impress me. Seems like the method employed in Hellevy territory if you ask me, and the more I was told as a Yousia, the more I felt that this would allow me to fight independently. It was a thought that I was taught that there was something I was sitting on and neglecting about front-line territory.

If we take that thought further, then Yousia also feels like she can see what General Ryu wants there.

There can be no question or disagreement whatsoever that the Northern Alliance Lord is the Marquis Uliharsilla now in the midst of the Kingdom civil unrest. But it was Marco Hahato, the dragon general, who was the one whose Uliharsila Marquis prayed, and the fact that for the first time a hot valve of Church criticism was waved at the awards ceremony because of the bond between the two, was also something that Yousia and other northern heavy towns understood.

I don't know how long the two of them have been assuming this. But it was General Ryu's will that delayed military action so far. After the awards ceremony, he said, in front of the secretly discussed Third Uncle Ichihoku of the North.

"The king, to whom the losing faction of gratitude to the king will be subjected, will break his authority from before his reign. If the other side does it. Okay, if it doesn't, this one shouldn't move the army. You should be ready. But don't attack."

When the king is sick, he shall be solemn, and three years after the fall, he shall bow himself to mourning and be cautious. That makes no sense. But Josiah thinks. If there had been as many military geniuses and northern soldiers as he did, it would have been really easy to control the south. That is so much so that they saw the settlement without waiting for the reconstruction of the territory of Peterius.

But the army did not move, and there were three years at dawn in internal affairs. Wasn't that a day of inescapable reform, not only in the territory of Peterius, but also in the territories of North and South... Yousia feels the will of General Ryu there.

I have one argument. It's a blockade on the East Dragon River. That was led by General Ryu to make him promise the neutral Erhou, but Josiah believes that the reason for keeping Wang Du away from the war fire by not turning the Great River into a battlefield is only pre-construction. Because this civil unrest is only what is contested under the royal authority. Such outrages are undesirable to both, and the battlefield would be near the southern tributary even if fleets were formed to invade the south. Southern water conservancy is concentrated there.

In fact, in military terms, the blockade of the Great River is only detrimental to the North. Because the shortest route from Hellevy territory to the southern part of Uliharsila territory, which is still in charge of the barracks, cannot be used. Moreover, it has a great impact because it is water transport that allows the mass transport of supplies. Meanwhile, the southern forces have no point in going back the Great River in the first place. Uliharsila territory to attack is only adjacent or opposite shore to the ground.

But if we had a broad view of the kingdom's logistics, the blockade of the Great River would have a different meaning. The blockade of water transport is a complete destruction of the North-South division of labour.

Neither in the kingdom nor in the empire can the North change in that it is exposed to chilly winds. It is difficult to forget the cold damage that continued with the gradual increase in cruelty. It is not suitable for farming. On the other hand, it connects with the enemy countries in the plains of the disaster, making nature, the North, a military economy with better consumption than production. The South is the opposite of that. Far from the front line, there is also less air damage, which makes it a non-military one with better production than consumption. The center runs logistics halfway between the two and develops commercially.

It's all because of the enormous scale of logistics using the East Dragon River. Compared to that of water transport, land transport has less influence. Even though the National Army will be stationed at the Fortress on the front line, which comes to the plains of the crime in an attempt to get into a state of civil unrest, neither the last three years, nor the supplies supporting it, nor the supplies storing it, arrived from the South. No, I didn't let you deliver it. It is the country's most important front-line armament. In the private sector, several merchants may have crumbled. The vested interests in water transport have collapsed.

In the north, depletion of supplies was avoided by two methods. One is a snatch as the one of the day. Supplies that were set aside to support the Royal Army 120,000 and were utilized by the Imperial Army 100,000. There are many other supplies of uncertain origin and unprecedented manoeuvrability in water transport in the northern tributaries has facilitated the passage of supplies without loss. No river thief raids have plagued the National Army so much. Is it due to General Ryu's glory?

Another method is territorial reform in each territory. What Yousia has practiced in the reconstruction project applies to this as it is. If we cannot build an independent economic system that will not depend on the south, that is because, in the end, we will go to agrarian reform. Wastelands had to be exploited, water reserves stuck in, and cold-hazard-resistant production systems disseminated. Much reference was made to what Hellevy territory had already implemented.

How about in the south? Yousia sees how nothing could have been peaceful. If there's not enough supplies, there's trouble, but there's no need to stay. Although the balance between demand and supply was long and fixed, was the harm rather significant in the southern economies?

I can see one proof left in this meeting as well. The strength available to the north is forty-one thousand, which is close to the maximum number as a figure that can be operated with current productivity. It is finally today with a meticulous transport plan from Hellevy territory and the use of water transport, as well as well-maintained land transport and trained rear personnel from Uliharsila territory. It was not something that could be maintained for long unless it was a sunshine waiting for the fall harvest. But it is on the southern side that we have designated this day. Is there room that the side with luxurious supplies showed? Yoosia doesn't think so.

There was something that I saw when I surrounded several villages and touched a people leaning against the earth. They were not like knights serving nobility, they were not like nobles serving kings, they were drooling their heads over nature without the need for any doctrinal claims or ideas... and were felt to be a people who, by their very nature, were not bored by power. I don't make it myself, just because I'm obeyed by authority. Instead of being an adult, you live as you are.

By the way, war is not without a great name or doctrinal claim there, let alone this kingdom civil unrest. You can say that's all. If it's not a territorial battle, it's not even a conflict. One item in the pre-agreement, for example, tells the story of it. It's a ban on pursuing defeated opponents. This meeting is a battle between us in the form of a battle, a divination. It is planned to unite again with victory and defeat.

Is it convincing? Whereas military men and nobles are rather to make their flags clear, will they deserve to risk their lives for the people of the earth? Would convincing and assembling those who risked their lives make fifty thousand great armies? Will such a thing come true in a land that only felt war as a distant thing?

Yousia thinks 50,000 means. Even in the north, where war is our business, we were not able to bring together forty-one thousand in an elite manner. What is the meaning of the southern formation with the number of ceilings in the pre-agreement? And what is the meaning of waiting for the fall harvest.

I don't know. It hasn't arrived yet. But since he still has to, Yoosia takes it for granted that he doesn't know everything. Let's see and hear a lot. Let's give a lot of thought to it. And all you have to ask is ask.

If you asked how it went, Oiva is whining, "I think you can win," etc.

"If you fight normally, you win... is the battle not a number,"

"Huh? No, a number."

If you've asked with a moist tongue, the reply is pleasantly immediate. It's called Yousia's tone and a good way of answering Oiva, where there was a relationship somewhere different from her identity. For Jousia, the person who placed the faith is everything a teacher and one who should beg for teaching. Thanksgiving came from scratch. And I'm not going to offend you for specifying how to teach.

"Then why? Ahamaniemi's army lays multiple horizontal formations with nine thousand soldiers in front of us. It can be seen as a similar immovable structure as a whole. The enemy is also superior in total strength."

When asked on top of each other, the big man at Yousia's trust threw his gaze at this one and the knight, making sure of his acquiescence before becoming a face of relief. Yoosia secretly laughs at the thought that it would be rude to hold it for the figure. He cares a lot, though the tone is crushing.

"Oh, that's a little correction. The number of warriors means. You're messing with something... I'm sure your allies are tying it up so they don't do anything extra. That's the proof. You're not gonna react to this move, are you? Even the cavalry in the back is in a strange position. Aren't you on the lookout for your side?

The view was sharply echoed by Yoosia.

"You think the army is a decoration?

"It's not a wind you can't match."

To the best of Yousia's knowledge, each territory in the south is usually equipped with only about five thousand soldiers. That led me to count 15,000 triples in the last three years. It's not hard to imagine that I couldn't do it there. And if the soldier is in the land of the showdown and lacks flexibility but is so brittle that he has to hold it down... there was something I could see.

"No way... is that not a standing guard?"

"Maybe. I mean, that's what I've been designating this time of year."

The derived answer was somewhat puzzling to Yousia. I wonder if this is the difference between common sense in the North and the South. As for those who live adjacent to the Plains of Doom, the army is shaped by dedicated soldiers and is polished by daily practice to become both sword and armor for the first time. That is only a prerequisite. There is no army on top of the weak, and I don't know when or when they will attack me with the enemy.

"Well, you can't go wrong with counting yourself, and somehow I know why you couldn't or wanted to."

"... fear, is it"

If you confirmed it, Oiva saw the enemy with a worrying look somewhere.

"You don't know the front lines except for the Knights of the South, do you? The Knights have been hit by the Empire... and the Knights of Keimaru seem to have done a lot of damage."

Because the enemies he saw appeared to be cramped, unlike before, Josiah realized that he was swallowed by the number of enemies. In the horizontal formation, it is the norm to consolidate the front and rear rows with skilled soldiers and pinch recruits inside, but in the long run, the way the spear forest swings is as big as it gets in the back. It shows that the inner fruit of the thickness is empty.

The trend seems to be generally seen by all the Confederates. If it is only a time-bound conscription, should we still see it as well trained? But sharing a sense of purpose, for example, would be an impossible story. It means an unstoppable army. I see, the more disadvantaged you get, the more you may collapse at once...... Yousia put Oiva's statement on her tongue again in her mouth. If you do it normally, you can win.

"Well, it's forbidden to be alarmed. The right wing of the enemy... the Etheramaki army? That's pretty good."

"Not only the Keimaru Knights,"

"Oh, the whole right wing thing. It is well suppressed. There's a light cavalry lined up in front of you, and there's Marco at the beginning, but instead of floating around, you look focused."

Oiva's voice had a color of vigilance. In fact, the Etheramaki army appeared to be the most orderly of the southern forces in Yousia as well. And it came to pass, when he sought reason there, that there was a word that came out of the mouth of Jousiah.

"Faith heart...... is it?

"... because it's dangerous. Marco is being targeted by the Church"

Was it intentional? A cold battle ran on Yousia's spine. Because only at that moment was it felt by the man, who put together a barrel-like armor, that the will to be too sharp had been unleashed to pierce the battlefield. It was as if the wild sword of clay actually held the blade of slaughter and its white blade glow had a slight peek... it was a dangerous light.

I can't be alarmed.

Yoosia recognised such a natural thing. In an attempt to arrange the text of reason in some pre-agreement, if it begins, a chaos on the battlefield is created to breeze violence. causing unpredictable events. In the end, it may only be the presence or absence of destiny, not the superiority or inferiority of ideas, that will be tested. I don't want to believe in my destiny after I've exhausted my human resources, but my hard work deserves it. That's what Yoosia thinks it is to believe. Because lack of effort makes everything an excuse.

The formation of both the North and South armies was fixed. The warplanes finally ripened and representatives moved forward from both armies so that they could be pushed by the heat. From the north, Yuriharsila Hou Klaus, and from the south, Ahmaniemi Hou Untamo, declare one another's justice on horseback. With that ritual, this meeting opens. A total of 91,000 battles between the two armies begin.

Yousia dampened its lips with water again. It is the first formation as Earl. I'm not joining you as one man. There is no such freedom. meditate. I sought strength to be more than myself.

Take pride in your late father on your chest.

Bear the bravery of 10,000 warriors on your back.

If you open your eyes, there is now a dedicated general here who wants to follow the Earl of Peterius, entrusting his life to Yousia, not to anyone else. I have to take it. And let's fight. As Peterius Beryousia... let us put all our trust in the Allied Lord Klaus Yurihalsila and Dragon General Marco Hahato, and let us also be sent. Expect, expect, and fulfill your responsibilities. The readiness of Yousia is that.

Quietly finished one deep breath. The sound of armor also raises his right hand violently. It is a raise of hands in which the Four Horsemen and Six Uncles of the Kingdom of Asuria embody the determination of one person, Count Peterius. If we wave this down, the Peterius Army, who boasts martial arts on the front line alongside the Salmant Army, will fight. Yousia waits, knowing that the important thing resides in one of her arms. That voice that calls on all armies to move on and attack.

And the decree was exchanged.