Otherworld Nation Founding Chronicles

"Tasteless ..."

I held my head.

Ron was trapped in an enemy trap and was in danger.

Honestly, the army led by Ron can be lost separately,

No, not good ...

The replacement works.

However, changing Ron does not work.

Ron is a very good commander in the Kingdom of Romaria, an important vassal and companion to me.

I can't afford to lose Ron.

It's the same with Bartolo ...

He immediately moved on to Ron's relief.

But it doesn't seem to work.

First ...

Ron has a standing basket in a large city called Siceria.

A large city usually has a large stockpile of wheat, but ...

Apparently after being completely removed by Belshazzar Barka.

Also, it seems that the castle walls and gates have been broken, making it difficult to protect.

And ...

The port is surrounded by a large fleet of Pofenia and has no supplies to reach.

On the contrary, the Pofenian Navy is regularly launching attacks.

A total of 40,000 Pofenian troops surround Ron.

The general appears to be Shumal Barka, a deputy secretary of Belshazzar.

Another is Barca.

It's almost time for me too.

And ...

Belshazzar Barca, who heads 40,000 troops who are preventing Bartolo, who is going to rescue.

"Pofenia's reinforcements hurt ... but you have to take control of the sea."

Pofenia's financial strength is inexhaustible.

That country can hire any number of mercenaries and send them to Trisiceria.

Unless you refuse to do this, nothing will happen.

"That's why ... Alexios, did you ask?"

"I know."

I command Alexios, who called from Trisiceria.

"Lead the three hundred constructed fleets to help Ron."

"Yes, just as I tell you"

"Rejoice! There are 300 great fleets here from home!"

Ron informed the soldiers of the information he had obtained by falconry and inspired him.

The soldiers cheer.

The cage castle battle has continued, and it has already been three weeks.

The food is running out.

By connecting the food that the Sicilian inhabitants had hidden a bit, they could not manage to eat until now ...

It was already near the limit.

But here the reinforcements finally come.

Morale has sprung up.

"You guys will endure ... it's almost our victory!"

Ron glares at the Pofenian ship watching over the sea.

"General Alexius will soon turn you into sea scum. At best, enjoy the last voyage of your life."

"Hmm ... finally the ship of the Romania kingdom ..."

One of Pofenia's generals, Shmal Barka, laughed improperly.

Already surrounded Siceria for three weeks.

In a week, Sicalia falls.

Come to the stage, enemy reinforcements.

Normally you will be in a hurry.

But Shmal Barka was not afraid at all.

"My Povenian Navy is led by my father-in-law ... General Seal Barca. How far can I fight in the glue-making navy?"

"Gram, don't attack now"

"Why!-Ron is in a crisis with his friendly army?"

"Calm down"

Bartolo gently advised the rebelling Gram.

"The Navy, led by Alexios, is on the way to Ron's rescue. We must pursue Belshazzar Barca, who will retreat, with the rescue of Siceria. Rest for the time."

Bartolo looks like that ...

There was no worry that Alexios would be defeated.

Indeed, Alexios was a poor person for Bartolo.

However, he acknowledged his ability.

"I see ... my thoughts were shallow ..."

"No, it's good ... that's normal."

"Trouble, enemy reinforcements, and the navy? When the navy arrives in Siceria, Sicalia will be released, and on the contrary, my brother-in-law's army will be hit hard by chase."

And ...

I am cut off and fall into trouble.

But ...

Belshazzar's expression was neither anxious nor anxious.

"Alexios, you absolutely defeat your father ... This war is our victory."

The Navy of the Kingdom of Romaria sorties from Lezad.

Upon hearing of the news, Sear Barka immediately assembled ships dispersed to block off the sea and left Pofenia.

Then we headed for Siceria.

The purpose of the Romanian army is to rescue Sicily.

it's clear.

Then the strategy of Pofenia is simple and clear.

Turn the Royal Romanian Navy into sea desert, trying to land supplies and reinforcements in Sicily.

That's it.

"The enemy is ... Alexius, are you?"

Ceal Barca smiled inappropriately.

Alexios ...

Ceal Barca, one of his sons.

One of the children of my beloved wife.

And ...

A child with ominous eyes.

"All right ... I should have killed at that time, so that the tragedy of parent-child killing was avoided."

Ceal Barca is the son of man.

Fighting real children is a bit of a resistance.

The emotions are not without their fragments.

But ...

"I'm a general of Pofenia, a prestigious aristocracy Barka family. And ... you are a general of the Romanian kingdom, a family of Cornelius.

"Seal Barca ... I'm sure we'll end up fighting his real father."

Alexios looks far beyond the sea.

Sea breeze strokes Alexios' hair.

"All right?"

"Okay, don't worry"

Melia looks anxiously into Alexius' face.

Alexius smiled and reassured Melia.

There is no point in thinking nothing.

He has a grudge, but he rots his father.

And the Pofenian Navy is the strongest in the Tethys Sea.

On the other hand, the Romania Navy, led by him, has an overwhelming lack of experience.

Normally you will lose.

But ...

"Romalia is weak in naval battles, but not in land battles, so the answer is simple. Let's turn naval battles into land warfare."

Alexios laughs inappropriately.

"Seal Barca. You ... use your strengths to crush the strengths of your enemies. It's you who taught me that it's the basis of military law. Is because you are. You lose in your martial law. "

Thus ...

The first Pofenian war, the first naval battle.

The Battle of Siceria was about to begin.