Shinwa Densetsu no Eiyuu no Isekaitan

"Again, there is no sign of a pursuit from the enemy."

A low-lying soldier said. Biru in front of him is reading a single letter.

I'm not sure you're listening. The soldier gives an anxious look, but goes on and releases words.

"It seems that the scouts have been released… how would you like to proceed?

Biru shifts his gaze from the letter and points it straight at the soldier. With the sunset illuminating the earth, the surrounding grasshoppers were dyed in a sea color. But the soldier's armor emits a color like residual fire, not just because of the sunset, but also because of the return blood.

"Let's get some troops down around us and capture them. I want you to tell that to less than 500 flag captains."

That concludes the first battle. He's ready for a night fight, but he doesn't intend to.

"Sir."

To the soldier who responded by tapping his right chest, Biru spoke again as he cleaned up the letter in his nostalgia.

"Yeah… and I want you to tell each unit not to miss perimeter alert."

"Got it!

Biru, who saw the soldier leave, turned his foot to where the military council would be opened. The place where the camp is laid is - where the west and east are covered by woods. Looks like they've designated this place for the chase, but it's over for nothing.

"I wanted to sharpen two or three thousand more."

I thought I'd leave it to my anger to storm, but he had some calm parts left. He said he even built a curtain building to disguise himself as alert, but honestly, it is a clap. I was able to put the soldiers to rest early, so it's not that bad...

"Now, we have to hit the next hand before they try to change the flow."

Guarda and Drix were waiting if Biru muttered one person and went inside the curtain building.

First of all, these two and the three of us, including Biru, are supposed to hold a military conference. After that, the Chiefs of the Thousand Flags were expected to report the damage to each unit.

"Yeah, you can keep it that way. Quick, but let's check the situation."

In blocking the drix he tried to salute, Biru walked over to the desk provided in the center.

Maps of the northern regions have been expanded. The dotted pawn is where the trap is set.

"First of all, it's the approximate number of damage to the target, but two thousand will be down. Including the slightly injured and the seriously injured, that would be more than 3,000."

Drix puts one pawn - where the Bills are now.

"According to a report by a secret detective, the enemy's main force is no different than it was at the beginning of the war and there is no sign of movement"

A little further away - one pawn in an open place. This is where the main unit of the Levelling Royal Army is located.

"You don't break the attitude of picking up and hitting. Perhaps he became cautious when he saw the first defeat."

"I don't know. There is no indication that the enemy forces have moved a step since they arrived here. They're sending looting troops everywhere..."

If Guarda says, Drix roars troubled.

"So you're saying there's some kind of thought?

"Oh, you should think so. It is all too unnatural to be a large army but not try to take advantage of its interests. You must be up to something."

"Are you going to send me a night raid?

With Drix sending his gaze, Biru shook his head small.

"If they don't look like they've moved, this is what they're going to do. But you can't move a big army because that's what they'll feel. I wonder if I can think of a night raid."

More importantly, the enemy forces have been forced to restructure due to the disintegration of the first battalion, thus leaving no time for night raids. Then it would not be foolish to reduce the number of intact second or third parties because they will fight again tomorrow.

"Even if you attack me behind my back, I'm ready for a night fight, and I've got some traps for you"

There is no drain. Things are going well. It would be the next stage of striking the hand.

"That's why we're launching a night raid here."

"I think they're taking precautions, though?

Garda reacted to Biru's words.

Surprise to overturn the difference in numbers - a tactic that has been used in ancient times and now, east and west. But naturally, it doesn't make sense if they sense to you.

"We can't reduce the number here either, so just make a noise and invite them to get upset."

"…… hmm? For the purpose of wearing them out, there's not enough room for them to take turns."

On the contrary, you want to say that this one is tired and useless in battle. The opinion was the best, so Biru nodded and then told him why.

"I don't mind, I don't need to fight tomorrow. Troops that move in the middle of the night will rest."

"What?"

If Guarda frowned in surprise, Drix pinched his mouth.

"Oh, that. What does that mean?

It would appear to have panicked somewhere because Biru did not know what he intended.

You could have told me the answer... but if I did that, I would stop thinking for myself. I want you to give me your own answer whenever you can.

How to tell - a strange soldier ran into the curtain building that Bilu was troubled.

"……… I apologize for being in the middle of a military debate"

The soldier said sooner, disturbing his breath, and took a single letter out of his nostalgia, even though it brought.

Billu admitted it, then looked at his right arm - a white cloth was wrapped around it. There is an embroidered number 'five'.

"Is that the order of the Fifth Imperial Army?

A soldier nodded at Bilu's question.

"Ha, it's a preaching order under the Fifth Imperial Army, the White Wolf Knights."

It is true that the White Wolf Knights should be commanded by the Second Prince. In other words, he will be the second prince, the direct ordinance. The letter I have been offering with a low head would also be by his Lord, the Second Prince.

Bilu received the letter - spreading it and then smiling bitterly.

"It just seems to say your name?

The letter has no contents. Only the name of the order is written down that it is authentic.

If I gave it to him, he blued his face and put his forehead on the ground.

"Or what we're going to talk about is what we're going to do after we meet."

My voice is trembling like a sinner awaiting the pronouncement of death because I was to conspire with Biru, the fourth prince.

"Oh, you don't have to worry about anything. 'Cause I didn't offend you."

Bilu sat down in his chair and sighed. I guess it's being tried. Do you want to behead the decree with anger, or do you allow it? I've set up a bad taste strategy.

"So, since we met, the second prince is on his way here, can I assume?

Bilu has never met with the Second Prince. I visited the Imperial Palace. I never saw him on the spot again. Still, I hear some rumors. It has the support of the Sharm family, excellence in literature, etc., to that extent......

"Yes, we have received a report that the Kingdom of Leveling has invaded, and the Second Prince is heading this way to lead the White Wolf Knights."

"... how soon did you get here?

"Perhaps we can rendezvous within eight days."

"Well, then there's something I want you to tell me."

When Biru demanded a piece of paper from Drix, he handed it to the decree.

"The Levelling Royal Army is devastated."

"Yes... what?

It wasn't just the preaching, Garda and Drix were distracted.

Bilu smiles and then gets up. When I walked over to the preaching, I slapped that shoulder.

"It's not a lie or anything. It's over by the time you get to the Second Prince."

"So, but..."

You can't believe it. The decree puzzles me in the face.

"I don't have to leave right now. Take a meal and heal your fatigue before you go back."

Biru told him that was all and called for a watch when he spoke to the outside.

"What can I do for you?

"Give him a meal. And get him a healthy horse."

"Yes, then, Lord Messenger, this way."

With a bewildered expression, the guard soldier urged the preaching to go out of the curtain building.

If Biru looks back, he stares with a face that Garda and Drix have told him to explain.

"If it's just a question, I'll take it. So let's see how they react first."

Looking at the map spread over his desk, Biru deepened his grin.

The main unit of the Levelling Royal Army was dominated by silence.

The main factor has been the destruction of the first battle, but the strength of the Lion of the Central Continent - the Grants Empire - has been shown to be overwhelming and frightening.

The main business was also experiencing dark shadows.

"Details are hurrying, but more than half of the men in the first line are no match for a fight."

"I never thought it would come to that level of provocation,"

"It's a group of criminals. There is no such concept as discipline. I'm only thinking about satisfying my desires."

"But how should it be restructured? I think it hurts to lose the first team here?

"Hmm..."

Inside the bureaucrats were discussing it, but every face is seeping with bitterness. Most of the Troop Leader class, including the Commander, had been killed in action to restructure the first battle.

"I'll have to give you a rank temporarily and leave it to the corporal."

"So even if it goes, who's to take command of the first line?

"Only the inexperienced. If you leave it to such a person, you will be wiped out next."

For years, the Kingdom of Leveling, under the protection of the Grand Empire of Grants, does not know what a war is. For this reason, many young demons have only experience crusading bandits and monsters.

"So what do we do? Where is Master Baal in the first place? We can't handle it alone."

An elderly demon tribe opened its mouth if one of its chiefs uttered doubts.

"He's been disappeared since the first battle fell into a disadvantage"

"Where did they go?

"Well, where did they go...... Things haven't been right since I saw the Black Dragon crest flag."

"A descendant of a military god……. It was a terrible archery. According to the soldiers, he also took the neck of the first commander."

"I heard you were with the Sixth Princess in the South..."

"What we're talking about is human beings, we'll think about measures later - what we're going to do with the restructuring first."

And, if anyone says so, silence falls inside the curtain building.

Go there -,

"The first moves backwards as a spare. All you have to do is use it separately and crush it. You can incorporate it into other units and do it, but you don't want criminals anywhere, do you?

One man appeared at the entrance, Baal of the Three Demons.

The Tabernacles salute each other. Baal nodded small and looked down at the map spread to the ground as he walked over to the center. Its face is covered with a hood, unchanged, and its expression cannot be glimpsed, but there is not one person on this occasion who wonders.

"Where were you going?

"I went to report to Prince Fraus, who is sick and lying down."

"In that situation?

If the tabernacle turned his reprehensible gaze, Baal hoisted up the end of his mouth peeking from the shadows.

"The first battle also needed to be defeated in order to tighten up the army - to such an extent that the second battle was unaffected. Besides, you wouldn't have needed my command on that occasion. I am now able to respond adequately to your decisions."

"So it was supposed to be."

"You're right, morale has fallen because of the devastation of the first battle, but the impact will be insignificant"

"… However, the first battalion was made up of criminals who were not considered troublemakers by the regular soldiers."

"The only unexpected thing was the appearance of the descendants of the military gods, but if anything else, it's going exactly as we thought."

The cloudy faces of the Tabernacles cleared, because Baal's words were filled with confidence.

An old tabernacle looks at Baal as he strokes his white-haired beard.

"So what do we do now?

"There will be no fool in the future to dare assault without listening to orders. Then the operation is no different than it was initially. You just have to focus on nailing the other guy here."

"So then -"

And when the tabernacle tried to finish saying it - the sound of a drum rang outside.

"What...?

"Enemy attack?

The Tabernacles change their blood and try to go out.

"Wait."

Baal called it off.

"If you're out in a hurry, the soldiers are distrustful. If you're a senior officer, you can be a werewolf under any circumstances."

After saying so, Baal starts walking, and the Tabernacles squeeze their faces and follow behind. If it's outside the curtain building, the yang is completely down. Darkness was pushing from all sides, but the night sky was bright enough to see underfoot because the stars blinked and there were many bonfires.

In sight, the soldiers are rushing around their necks on all sides. But no firehand is raised from anywhere in the main force, and we can't see how he was attacked by the enemy.

"Hmm..."

Baal was also sending his gaze on all sides.

But when you call off one of the troop leaders who tried to pass forward -,

"I don't have to take it seriously. Let's stop making noise first, there's more to it than that."

Calmly identify and instruct the situation.

"And triple the fence and increase the bonfire. Take turns every second. Put some time into the noise and send fire arrows to each unit. That would be a restraint."

"Immediately!

If the soldier left, an old tabernacle approached Baal.

"What do you suppose their purpose is?

"Well, the security here is tighter than I thought, did you switch to exhausting measures, or did you multiply the confusion by letting the formation scout? That's all I can think of right now."

Are you absolutely confident in your own thoughts, there is no shaking in those words.

"You guys rest now. You don't have to fight from tomorrow. You don't even have to ride the provocation."

Baal pulls the edge of the hood before turning his back on the Tabernacles.

"Because where are they going?

"To Prince Flaus. You'll be anxious with all this noise."

Baal started walking silently after answering the question. The curtain hall of Prince Flaus is not so far away.

"The atmosphere that surrounds me is two melons. More importantly, I definitely felt signs of" him. "The blood of the gods is not fading."

Baal keeps walking with his throat rattling.

"Besides, the way that provocation works is similar. It is reminiscent of Schwartz. The time has finally come to clear a thousand years of resentment. The descendants of the gods must be killed here in order to fulfill our King's grief.

By the time the confusion of the soldiers had converged, Baal had reached Prince Fraus.

Inside the curtain hall is dominated by darkness, and the thinner the more shady the air flows.

"How are you feeling?

If you talk to a huge chunk in the dark...

"Not bad"

The short answer returned and Baal nodded with satisfaction.

"Well done. I could stand it. You have now become the" Dead Soldier of the King. "

"Are you sure I'm dead?

"Yes, and… twenty-three thousand people have been sacrificed to summon your soul"

of the Grants Great Empire...... Adding that it was Prince Fraus who laughed with pleasure.

"It doesn't matter how much you die, if you're not one of your own. But with all that sacrifice, I didn't expect to be given the power of the original.

Baal only answers nothing with a creepy smile on his words, only to shake his body loosely in the darkness.

"What's wrong?

If Prince Flaus speaks of doubt, Baal shakes his head beside him in the darkness.

"Nothing - I have more reports than that. It looks like the Second Prince is on his way here as he joins the nobles of the Horses from the northwest. Approximately, but it would swell up to about 50,000. And from the current rate of march, I thought I'd be here in eight days."

Like some other HR, Baal said.

"From the south, 20,000 troops led by the Sixth Empress. Did I just say three days later? A little further away, nearly 5,000 soldiers -- eight days from now, we have to deal with 75,000."

"…… this was 20,000."

"Dear Left, I have managed to hide that the number is lower than it was originally, but you will notice it tomorrow or the day after."

"Can you manage that?

"That will depend on time. Well, worst of all, just the two of us should go back to our country, so I don't even need to take it so seriously."

"If we survive, if Gallius fails, we can't start over."

"Rest assured. I've already decided to win or lose. Our victory will not waver."

Fun laughter echoes. Let the darkness cloud, whirling and deeply cloudy.

The stars are blinking in the night sky as they scattered the gems. Relying on the gentle moonlight, Biru was reading a single letter. The sender leads 20,000 troops from the Sixth Empress on her way here.

Maintained roads will speed up enemy incursions, but vice versa - you'll be able to rendezvous with Liz in three days.

(Now…… whether it is OK to rendezvous as such)

There are many things that do not fall into your heart. It was difficult to identify that in one day today. If we can, we have to determine all their thoughts by tomorrow, or later in the day.

(I should be able to come up with more measures)

As Biru returned to the Commander's curtain building, he spread the map over the ground and lowered his hips.

Destroying the Fifth Imperial Army near the border, they quickly went south - repeatedly plundering to reach the southeast end of the northern realm. Then the Levelling Royal Army just waits, it is the looting that has taken so little other action.

(You're not going to fight, you're not thinking about anything)

Then I'm convinced..., Biru, who was looking at the map, turns a blind eye to a certain place.

(This is unrealistic. No matter how much, nothing is too unscrupulous)

But it's too dangerous to be sure. It stops the roots of the northern realm, but it's a hand that can do it. But we need to move a massive army. There is no room for such a thing in the leveling kingdom.

(But even to the extent of letting it glide in the back of your brain, you can invite gaps in your opponent)

Billu roared small and exhaled his breath small as he stroked his eyelids.

I take out a piece of parchment and when I get the pen, I write back to Liz.

(Shake it............. That way I have the answer)

If it seems to come on board, switch tactics and destroy the enemy four days later.

Having finished writing the letter, Biru took in the air with his fingers on his collar. Until the ink dries, line up a number of pawns on the map and throw away a number of measures in mind.

"Sage Brother"

I was called in and Gretel was on one knee when I gave him my face.

When did you come in......, if Biru wonders -,

"He finally reacted……. That's the fifth time, isn't it?

Gretel laughs bitterly when he surprises himself that he has been so focused.

"What would you do if you were an assassin? Just because your brother is nearby doesn't mean he can fly."

Exactly. I notice the killing spirit. Even if I had turned it off, I wouldn't worry because Princess Kurotsubaki would react.

From that...

"Gretel is what happened in the middle of the night like this?

"It seemed the lights were still on, so we brought you a night meal"

The place where Gretel is resting is not so far from Biru's curtain house either. Sometimes there are fewer women in the army, and a worried guarda put up a curtain nearby. They're spending time there with her SS, too, and the guys around them are looking over their fingers.

"It's just thin soup and bread."

"Thank you. You'll help me, I was just hungry."

Biru rounds the parchment to exchange it.

"I was wondering if you would give this to the decree. Because when it comes to the Sixth Princess, it makes sense."

"Yes! Now!

And, Biru calls Gretel, who tried to stand up, to a halt with a sigh.

"No, not until the sun rises."

It's not something that needs to be rushed. You can leave here in the morning in time enough.

"Is that so?

Sitting back, she turned her attention to a map spread out on the ground, whether it was because she was shabby.

"Has Sage been thinking about tactics or something?

"I don't think so. Sometimes I sleep without thinking."

"Not today, is it?

"You don't have to go to bed if you have any concerns."

"So shall I accompany you to bed?

We all have no idea what's going on and what conclusions like that have come to Biru.

".................. No, I'm fine. 'Cause I've had night meals, and I'll be asleep soon."

"Ah, then shall we call some others?

So why do you come to that conclusion, Biru remembers his headache and does his hand on his forehead.

"I won't show it to the soldiers, so I won't."

She shrugged her shoulders and declined, but Gretel frowned and glanced at Billy.

"It's a lie. Big Brother said that some people surround women every night to show the Commander's weight."

Bilu nods even as he fools himself with his heart at Guarda, who has given him extra wisdom. Certainly some of them do. To make the soldiers think they can afford a commander. But it would also be good or bad - a custom that is unacceptable in the Grants Great Empire, which is strict on military law.

Anyway...,

"Gretel should go back to the curtain hall and rest."

"No, I'm here because I'm worried about Sage Brother!

…………

Whatever you say seems useless. Maybe she just wants to be here.

Biru sighed deeply and came up with one proposal.

"That's right. Then let's think about tactics together."

Sometimes it's a flashing tactic to listen to others.

"Are you sure?!?"

Bilu nodded and left his pawn on the map to her, his eyes gleaming with joy.