Santairiku Eiyuuki

Where the royal palace of the kingdom of Cerda is in havoc due to the proximity of Jebe...

Already the Lemurian army, led by Jebe, had moved from the city of Cerda to a point of one hundred kilometres.

"Captain, why don't you decide where to sleep? I'm already leaning."

"Hmm, so is that"

Nodding to the opinion of the crew, Jebe looks for a place where he might be able to stay.

As I rode my horse down the road for a while, I discovered a village on that scale there.

"There you go."

A cavalry unit of 3600 horsemen led by Jebe headed to the village.

All of a sudden, it appears that the inhabitants of the village are in havoc, to a group of cavalry that appears and gradually approaches.

"All hands, put up your bows. But don't shoot me yet."

Jebe orders his men to do so before slowly approaching the village gate.

Then one old man came out of the village.

Looks like a dog-shaped beast clan (Warbeast).

Jebe said in freshly remembered, one-word Beast people (Warbeast) language.

"We, the Lemurian army. Let them stay. Or die."

We are the Lemurian army.

Let them stay in this village, if they resist, I will kill them.

And Jebe told the village chief.

It seems that Jebe's will was properly passed on to the village chief, who turned his face bright blue.

"Let them stay. We're gonna grow up."

If you let me stay, I won't do anything, Jebe said.

The village chief knelt before Jebe and said slowly.

"Okay. General of Lemuria, please come here."

That's what the village chief said and invited the Jebbes in.

Once you break into the village, it's this one.

Jebe demanded more barley to feed on food and horses.

The horseback riding squad led by Jebe is 3600...

Since we carry four replacement horses per ride, the number of horses totals 1,800.

Even weeds growing on the road can bribe quite a bit...

I want to feed them better if possible.

Regardless, the village chiefs insisted that if they served so much barley, they would starve themselves to death...

Jebe says, "I'm dying now. I die hungry. Which one?" I asked, offering barley with the look of shabu-shabu.

Then he crushed the pigs and the cows, and made them prepare fresh meat.

There were about ten horses that looked even better, so they also threaten to take them by force.

The crew also wanted booze...

But Jebe decided it was dangerous to get drunk among the enemies, so he dismissed this.

Instead, Jebe demanded this from the village chief.

"Young woman. Give it to me."

I just showed resistance to this...

I offered the woman the face of crying when Jebe said, "If so, die".

"Phew... doesn't the captain have to do it?

"As you can see, I'm busy"

A crew member who has finished enjoying having intercourse with a village woman asks Jebe...

Jebe replied with no particular interest.

In fact, what Jebe calls "busy" seems to be the truth...

I was working out my next march plan, comparing the maps I had brought with me and the ones I had gotten the first time I was going, plus writing the information I had gotten in the village on that map.

But the crew seemed to see Jebe not interested in women at all.

"Captain, are you serious about the rumor that His Majesty's mistress?

"That's not why."

"But isn't the captain cute?"

One crew member pointed it out.

The Long Ear Clan (Elves) have many beautiful looks... Jebe sometimes had a female face, and one of the independent guerrillas stood out and looked very adorable.

Mixed among the hot and bitter men, they also look like beautiful girls.

"Sure, the captain's really cute."

"I wish I had been a girl"

"Then every day, you're promiscuous!

"Idiot, it's Her Majesty's woman, isn't it? If you get your hands on me, they'll kill you."

"Well, it's really His Majesty's man."

But Jebe, angry at the crew for such a grumpy word, waved gently.

Hyun!

A knife plundered the crew's cheeks and pierced the wall.

The air freezes.

Jebe stood up slowly.

"I have a wife. Is that not grounds for denying the rumor that I am His Majesty's mistress, without roots or leaves?

Jebe was recommended by Erkühl to make a pageant...

A few years ago, he finally married a mixed ear clan (half an elf).

She is a lovely Lemurian girl with blonde hair and is very happy with her jebe.

"The one who laughed about me, get out. If you don't answer, I'll kill you."

Jebe said in a low voice.

The crew blued their faces... nodded and went outside the building.

And I ordered him to form a group of ten.

There are thirty men in total, and those who took Jebe, and the men who stayed there.

I mean, we can have three groups.

After the group was formed, Jebe commanded those three groups with a low voice.

"I'm going to give you a tenth of the sentence. Get ready."

Jebe summoned the other soldiers who had been in the village since he had so commanded, and then the inhabitants of the village.

"… what do you do"

It's a festival.

Jebe said that to the anxious looking village chief.

There was a strange sight in the village chief's eyes.

Three Lemurian army soldiers, tied to trees.

He had something like a target in his hand, and he was putting it up over his head.

The look on his face was drawn by fear and his legs were gushing and trembling.

Meanwhile, about a hundred meters away from those soldiers, twenty-seven soldiers stand bows with a bright blue face.

"Yes, Captain! Sorry!! Yu, forgive me!!

One of the bound cried out.

Jebe looked at the man and nodded.

"Are you reflecting?

"is a reflection"

"Right."

Jebe slowly approached the man...

I pulled out my sword and slashed the man's neck off.

The gathered villagers scream.

On the other hand, can it be a man's death... the Lemurian soldiers blued their faces, but they didn't scream just breathtaking.

Jebe then turned to those in the group of bound men, a total of nine men.

The men have a bright blue face.

"Pick one"

"" "Yes!!

When Jebe ordered that, those nine men chose one by scratch...

I tied him to a tree that had finished removing the body.

Finished confirming it, Jebe commands twenty-nine soldiers.

"One man, one arrow. Make sure to hit the base (...). I'll forgive you if you let me hit you firmly on purpose. If you're unlucky with the target off, and the foundation (...) dies... choose one of the remaining nine to be the foundation (...)"

That day, by punishment by Jebe...

Three soldiers were killed.

The next morning, in darkness, Jebe decided to leave the village.

"I took care of you"

"Yes, no... well, that's not true..."

said the village chief with a bright blue face.

As for the village chief's feelings, I want him to leave soon, etc.

The same goes for the forceful expropriation of supplies, but I do not want to be long stayed by a general who carries out such cruel punishments.

"This, do it"

Jebe handed the bag to the village chief.

The village chief received the bag with a trembling hand.

From the mouth of the bag packed in bread, the contents were slightly hidden.

In the morning sun, it's glowing in gold. It's...

It was a Lemurian gold coin.

"What's this?

"Barley. Meat. Woman. Cost."

When Jebe said so, he turned his heel back and led the horseback riding squad away somewhere.

The village chief looks at the bag of gold coins and squeals.

"... if you could get this much, you could have stayed for another ten days or so"

"Captain, what will you do after this? Attack the capital?

"... that's dangerous. Get a little closer, then stick for three days, if possible for up to five days. And then we go home."

Ten days to go.

It's five days around the rampage.

Ten days on the way home.

Now I can come back to the city of Terripol within thirty days.

"Tighten your mind.... It's time for a full-fledged enemy counterattack. I'm not going to fight for you."

Jebe's purpose is to disrupt the enemy.

It is about spiritually hunting down enemies.

Therefore, it is not necessary to slap the enemy directly and not even fight in the first place.

It's impossible for them to capture us.

It is nearly impossible for the Chelda army to catch up and engage the Jebbes, who march a hundred kilometres a day.

Jebe had absolute confidence in the mobility of his troops.