Kokugensou wo Item Cheat de Ikinuku

"Captain, Captain Rothbacher. Ooh!

Sarah saw a dead dragon knight shoot her in the head and the dragon knights were screaming as she was being tangled up in the nets around her.

"Oh, my God, if you thought you were wearing great armor, you were the Knights of the Koitsu Dragon"

Sarah said, "Captain, Captain!" He also shot off the head of a young dragon knight screaming.

Then he shouted out loudly at the dragon knights, who were entangled in nets, at the musketeer squads, who were killing them with guns after guns, and at the soldiers and civic soldiers who were piercing them with spears.

"Things! The enemy general's neck! Yoshiyoshi Warlord Sarah Rod has taken over. Ooh!

"You did it, Sergeant Sarah!

I'm subtly protecting Sarah on the side, boy soldier Mirko laughed, too.

Rothgow Village Yoshiyoshi touched his side so that our Sarah Sergeant would be proud to take over the enemy general.

To the reports of the fall of the enemy general, the city's soldiers and prostitutes were even more morale boosted and even the civil soldiers did a brilliant job holding spears.

It is the old man Gil Heron, the soldier chief of the Wang Capital, who watches those Sarah ladies play the role of the Yoshiyoshi of the village of Rossgow in a battle but flattering comfort.

Fighting nearby, he spoke to Alan Mortar, a young man who was a prostitute soldier captain.

"Hey, Captain Alan. What are you asking me? Why are you and this brave prostitute commanded by a child?

"Uh, that's Sergeant Sarah, so I can't help it."

Alan Mortar, captain of the 2nd Squad of the Yoshiyoshi Regiment, grinned bitterly.

Well, a castle soldier who doesn't know the circumstances can't help but be confused.

Sergeant Sarah and the Rossgow Village Yoshio Squad, led by Sarah, are a group of children.

As soon as that came, I ruled under my command all five hundred prostitutes and three hundred soldiers from the Wang capital and up to three thousand civil soldiers who responded to my urgent recruitment, so that would make me wonder.

"No, Captain. I know how much you command, but kids are a little."

"Sarah's a captain, too."

"No, but if you're a captain in the same line, shouldn't you be in command of the elderly? My soldiers are confused even when a little girl suddenly commands them."

"That Sarah Sergeant is special, uh, I don't know what to say about that. The brave Kingsguard, I mean... this."

Alan, with an inclusive laugh, let her pinky stand up.

Sergeant Gill, a serious old man, was stunned to see it and find it incredible.

"Even when I say mistress, I'm still a child...... oh well. I heard rumors, but I knew you were a brave man, Lori..."

"Oops! It's like the top secret of the Yoshiyoshi Corps, if your life is spared, it's more than that..."

Alan pressed his raised pinky finger straight against his lips, as he would say "secretly".

Sergeant Gill nodded deeply, floating on the tannic side.

Win this battle and the brave will be the husband of the new queen of this country.

The dragon knight who assaulted the king's capital from the sky was dropped by a net half of which was shot up, and the surviving dragon knight can no longer come near for fear of the net.

The battle in the King's capital is no longer a victory on the part of the Kingdom of Silesier.

If the war changes in this minute, there are still strong signs that the brave will become the royal family of Silesiers.

Statements that could be found guilty of disrespect for the royal family should have been cautious.

Besides, it is only natural in this world for a hero called the brave man of history to make the woman around him mistress, depending on allowances.

Meanwhile, in the tent, the main camp of the Imperial Army, the Operations Command, the Empire's Lord General, Volcus Domos Dylan, was looking at the operations map with a sinister face.

Now that King Fried, the Golden Lion, has suffered severe life-threatening wounds and is being treated by Archbishop Nicolaus, Lord General Volkas is the commander-in-chief who moves these 60,000 soldiers.

Born in the prestigious Domos Marquis family of the Empire, Volkas has run down an elite military street.

Perfect, a prestigious nobleman and exceptional commander, but an intermediate level mage, this aside, with flax hair, beauty and beauty, he is nicknamed the 'omnipotent' Volcus.

Excellent in all its aspects, he also turned twenty-five and finally appeared on the tabular stage of history.

If we win this Silesier meeting, it will be this' omnipotent 'general Volcus, not Prince Fried, who sleeps in the tent behind him, whose name will be inscribed in the history book.

The more I feel that way, the more I even put a siege weapon on him, the more I collapse, the more frustrated I am by the incompetence of a left-wing mercenary regiment.

Of course he's not the shallow man to lose his cool with it. Six thousand members of the left-wing Royal Army knew they were strong.

Three thousand soldiers in the center of the kingdom, and only five hundred Kingsguard Knights on the right wing.

We just need to destroy the remaining Royal Army left wing with the whole army after we've just broken it down.

"Still, that's a bad right-wing move..."

"But to Silesier's Kingsguard Knight Five Hundred Horsemen, what is the Territory Army Twenty Thousand doing!

Next to Volkas, it was the big man, two metres tall, who was furious.

He is Barbarossa von Burrant, one of Germania's best fierce generals, the chief of the Imperial Kingsguard Knights.

Barbarossa, the redbearded fierce general.

On the battlefield, all you have to do is ride a proud red horse and wield a giant execution axe, panicking the enemy soldiers.

The legend that allegedly led the Kingsguard Knights 5,000 knights to run the battlefield nine times, cutting off the heads of hundreds of enemy generals in the meantime, is not ashamed of the name of exactly one of Germania's best fierce generals.

"Though it's only five hundred rides, it's a little troublesome when you get poked next to a fight"

"All right, I'll take the Kingsguard Knights and smash the right wing of the enemy!

Volkas nods a little thinking.

"Then General Barbarossa asks for right-wing reinforcements"

"All right! Every five hundred rides, I'll clean it up in a flash!

The 10,000 Kingsguard Immortals of Central Headquarters are the most powerful infantry regiment in the Empire. In addition to that, four thousand heavily armed infantry in general, and fourteen thousand combined, are trying to crush three thousand enemy soldiers with jitters.

There's nothing wrong with the Kingsguard Knights heading for left-wing reinforcements.

"General Barbarossa, just in case, don't go deep."

"Whoa! I'm gonna smash you with a knife."

That's what I said to the redbearded giant who leaves the main business exasperated and angry with his shoulders, but I guess I don't get it.

Well, if there's a trap, it's the Barbarossa stream that blows every trap, not to worry.

But I'm still too young to see a rampant, mad martial artist.

Volcus sighed, feeling a lack of strength there as a connoisseur.

Speaking of which, Volkas noticed on the tent that his deputy general, Eleonora Rankt Ammine, remained.

She was scolded by the Crown Prince for "sit there quietly" because she keeps losing every time she does a general in this battle, but she's really too surprised to be sitting there.

When involved, Princess Eleonora, then Lord Horse Princess, who is called and respected away by both enemies and allies to the tragic sight of the princess knight, the 'Battle Maiden of Rankt', is creepy the other way around just sitting really quietly.

Originally, it wouldn't be strange to say you would storm out before Barbarossa the Fierce.

"It's somewhat quiet, Princess Eleonora"

Though I spoke, what General Volkas called a princess, not a knight or deputy general, was that she would not speak to me in command.

Eleonora is the only daughter of Lord Rankt, one of the Empire's millionaires and ally of the Empire Marquis. It's a good opponent to say quasi royalty, but speaking of which, Volkas is also the son of the Marquis family, so no hesitation.

"You're licking Silesier's brave man."

"Suddenly I wonder what to say...... I'm not waiting to lick my enemies. I'm judging my power accurately, and I'm just following the usual path."

"I'm telling you that's licking. I don't know if it's universal, but I'm not the only one who can win it in a decent way."

"I know what it's like to overestimate an enemy you've lost."

General Volkas laughs with his nose at the worry of the princess knight Eleonora.

What does the defeated general say?

"It's not like that. I've fought so many times, I just want to say that I know my enemies better than you..."

"Not like this?

Volcus softly touched Eleonora's shoulder, which he would still proclaim.

Eleonora's flaming armor is always burning and the chair she sits in is giddy, but touching its shoulders also makes Volcus quite a bold man.

Forcus wears white armor (Annol Blanc), but because of the enhanced magic, it can withstand a little flaming armor.

"Hey, don't touch that."

Folkus' flax-colored hair dripping saggier over the sitting eleonora scorched zillily against the hand of the paying flame.

I can smell my hair burning uniquely, but the sedimentary calm schemer Volcus can't be wolfish to this extent.

"I'm glad you're worried about me, Princess Eleonora. But I would win and show you only 14,000 of this central army."

"As always, you're an amazing confident man. Volkas."

"I'm not confident. As a result of accurately judging the situation, I see a win. If there's a man out there who says the Empire will lose, he's a fool."

"I want to go away and tell you that I'm a fool."

"I said 'the man'. I think you have a better place than on the battlefield."

"If you slap any less, I'll kill you for judging you insulting."

"Whoa, you're in trouble. Humph, if the Lord is killed before the war is over, he will not win a battle he can win."

"If you don't want to die, stop that playful trick. If you're testing the limits of my indulgence bag, you're close to breaking it."

Volcus, who pulls himself at the critical point that Eleonora will run out of bees if he does any more, is still highly judgmental as a plotter.

I circled my desk and once I looked at the operational map now, I proclaimed it exalted.

"Princess Eleonora, let's make a bet. If I win this battle, will the knight stop now?"

"You're the first person who's ever made such a joke about me."

With a face as neat as an actor in the Imperial Troupe, Volcus, with that said, was too much of a playful trick on Kizza to get his flax hair done and show off, so Eleonora was already more frightened than angry.

So far, if you're doing it all by calculation, it's pretty good.

"Oh Princess Eleonora, as beautiful as a blooming rose, if possible, not as a knight then. As one woman, I want you by my side."

"Ha... in your Imperial capital, it sounds like you're a playboy and a hottie to an Imperial Palace woman, but you don't know"

"Oh, are you jealous"

"I'm telling you, I don't know why otanconas like you are hot on women!

It was a perfectly relaxing conversation to have at Operations Command.

At this stage, Lord General Volkas was sure of the win. There was enough room to dictate the princess knight Eleonora to the play.

The Imperial Lord General. He will be in a real hurry only after reports arrive at the main management that the Feilong Knights, who assaulted the King's capital Silesier, were destroyed and that the regiment leader, Rosbacher, was killed in battle.