The Demon King Seems to Conquer the World

"Reporting, that's it"

A man named Delaro finished his reconnaissance report.

"Hmm..."

Epitaph contemplates sitting deeply in his chair, with a serious face at no time.

Ange, too, was thinking intensely in her head.

The bridge is dropped and two blonde princesses come out on the front line.

Aren't they something that this one looks for and finally finds?

If you knew it was a scourge, and you didn't feel threatened, they're on the front line, they're seen in scouts, and this is how they come up for reporting.

How uncomfortable.

It was also possible that he exposed himself to attract scouts.

That's how we got in depth, and as a result, a team of six men named Delaro died and only two returned, including him.

Still, I left, so it's a success as a reconnaissance, but it's true that I was deep into the besieged area of the ambush (Killzone).

A blonde princess was used to bring her into the besieged area (Killzone).

I can think of it as a reason, but not as an excuse.

Aren't those the top protection targets for the enemy?

If so, what reason is it that the bridge is on this side even though it has fallen?

I don't know.

I know there's some reason, but I couldn't think of a rationale to figure this out neatly.

"Let the weak soldiers make up their minds and fight us from the front, do you mean..."

Epitaph said one answer.

Though it seems to be past cheap, the rationale for sticking to the situation is that a certain amount of muscle goes through.

But earlier, Delaro seemed to have fewer than a hundred enemies. and was making a report.

If other than Long Ear is the opponent, he doesn't necessarily know this one's power over there, so he could take that kind of tactic of war.

In other words, we are trying to prepare ourselves for death and fight this one from the front.

But this long ear, on the way to the march, once again threw down a burning weapon and burned supplies on this side.

That struck even the anxious replenishment and made it tougher to rub even more of what was originally harsh.

The enemy is definitely using giant eagles to capture this one.

With that in mind, is it possible that you haven't figured out the power of this battle?

Thousands to hundreds, no matter how many bridges you drop and turn into dead soldiers, minutes are a bad battle.

Is that the kind of decision... that someone named Yuri Howe, who played that escape, makes?

However,

"It's possible."

And, Ange eventually followed Epitaph.

In the first place, not necessarily led by Yuri Howe.

Some irregular wakes up, maybe led by a blonde princess.

Nor did Ange come up with any reason to drop the bridge herself in this situation other than the one mentioned by Epitaph.

Hometown is nearby and the fleeing soldiers are weak.

I'm ready to die, so I'm going to spare my life and get away with it right away.

It's one of my father's teachings.

By dropping the bridge, you can expect the effect of scolding the fleeing soldier to create a situation in which he or she has to face the enemy even if he or she responds.

This effect is undoubtedly real.

It would also be encouraging for the princess to come forward and direct.

"Lord Angelica, can you tell me the geography around that bridge"

"Yes. Approximately, may I?"

"Sure, I don't mind"

Neither is the map in Ange's head necessarily accurate.

Maps are outrageous, unless the lord is so eager to work on them.

Ange drew a brief map on the parchment he had at hand.

"Arrows are the flow of the river."

"On this side, apart from the road we're taking, it's true that two streets lead."

said Epitaph fingering.

"The only good thing to say about the streets is the path we are now taking and the road that leads east. The northern road is a trail, like a hiking trail, that probably doesn't even allow a carriage to pass. It doesn't have to be the same shape that runs through the mountain range to the other side, or the road."

However, I think it was a painting that was in a book that had been looted and flown, but my memory was blurred.

I don't even know what kind of meaningful path it is.

Hearing about various books and the slaves of the Shans, he was Ange, who made maps, but he often found mistakes in this expedition.

There are a lot of failures when what I thought was a wadi and a big street were just beast roads to get into the woods, or when I was down the road, a big street suddenly appeared that wasn't on the map.

However, it seems almost certain that it is not a crossroads beyond the mountains.

According to Ange's memory, the only way out of here to cross the river and beyond the mountains is to continue further north to avoid the mountains and to crawl (...) and bypass them.

Choosing what is the valley of the mountain range, the path beyond the mountain range should only be further south.

"I see... so let's do this. Fortunately, the enemy will wait in formation on the road near the bridge (...) and (...) (...) (...) (...)"

Epitaph drew Ange's drawn map and took the pen himself.

When you apply pearl ink,

"So let the troops exercise, and here's what we'll do"

Suck, suck, and draw the red line.

"What do you think? This way, the demons can do everything they can."

Again, this is how it comes.

And Ange thought.

There is a way out, even if you break it from the front with a thousand soldiers, some of your enemies escape.

This one with poor supplies, it's hard to follow it anywhere.

But blocking the streets this way would make it harder to escape.

That's what Epitaph's intent is.

It would be a troublesome, but sensible, maneuver for those who practice.

But there are also many problems.

"Lord Angelica wants you to help contain these two paths."

One of the problems is that the directive cannot be reached because it is a remote operation.

But that's two commanding officers… I mean, with Ange, that's enough.

"What are we gonna do about it?"

"I'll use this"

Epitaph took an oddly shaped arrow out of his luggage.

"The dragon empire's arrow."

An arrow with a whistle instead of a whistle is not usually used in the army of the Krah.

When making an order in the field, the trumpet is used.

"In these woods, the ordinance is hard to reach. If this is the case, you'll hear it."

Indeed, if it were an arrow that kept ringing in the sky, I might not have heard it even across the woods.

Nothing, I don't work dozens of kilometers away, and it will probably be an audible operation.

"Then, when our deployment is complete, we will release an arrow from here and attack it once and for all. Is that okay?"

"Exactly. I don't mean to use infidel weapons, but it would be good for a demon hunt."

Epitaph said with the same creepy cheeky grin.

"Well...... right"

Ange, who is not so faithful, is not used to the worldview rather than the Epitaph religious view for ever......

Conferences on the battlefield are pure pursuits of warfare alone.

There's no need for insults or contempt that come from discrimination.

Somehow, I feel watered down by the military, or mixed with impurities.

"Well, can you take it?"

"Sure, I'll take it"

And, Ange said,

"However, there are only fifty soldiers I have brought. To ensure it doesn't leak, you should also put wings (often) in the woods. Also on the northern trail, soldiers should be placed just in case. For that, I'd like you to lend me about 300 soldiers from the Knights of the Throne."

He added.

"Okay. If that's the case, let me lend you a soldier."

Good.

This makes the siege complete.

"Now I'm going to feed my soldiers"

Ange took a seat.

I feel my head excited and motivated, myself.

I've even got goosebumps, even though it's never a role for me to feel better about.

Even for Ange, this was a first line.

It's not a bandit crusade, it's the first war.