The Demon King Seems to Conquer the World

"My lord Orseus! Dragon Imperial Army has changed course and withdrawn. It looks like the enemy has captured us."

On the way home from the retreat, when that report came in, I saw Orceus on the horse stiffening his expression.

"What do you mean?"

Orseus listens back. Fritz, who is also on the horse, just looked at it and did not speak out.

"I don't know. Anyway, the Dragon Imperial Army has begun to retreat into the streets to the Carbinus side, and the enemy forces are not pursuing it. Now the Royal Frussian Army is fighting at the rear."

The Royal Frussian Army remained in the middle of the battle (Saiyu), round and backward as a reserve. The shelling took place, and I took part in the last assault, but it's barely worn out.

Fritz didn't even know the order of the retreat columns. But as a lineage, it is incorporated under the Pontifical Order lineage of Gertrut, so I guess he was put in charge of the tail at his command.

The troops of the papal realm were delayed in retreating because the main unit was entering the woods.

"Hmm..."

Fritz took his pocket watch out of his pocket and looked at the time. I am now referring to 4: 30 p.m.

It's time for the sun to start setting.

I know you made some kind of deal with the enemy army, but either way, the Dragon Imperial Army bought us enough time.

It's painful to lose Prince Ardil, but if the dragon Imperial Army took the initiative to take the lead in taking the damage, I can even say happy miscalculation here.

Senior Admiral Orseus.

Fritz said.

"Let us march through the night and continue into the Neumilabel. Send word to the reinforcements that they will withdraw all the way to Galilee."

The Neumilabel is a large city, but it cannot be reached without taking a slightly westerly street from the street that leads directly to Galilee Yanin.

If information of such lies is circulated, the main unit of the Galilee coalition will be allowed to flee to the Neumilabel and the Pope's army will head to Galilee Nin while being pursued.

"... Lord Fritz, what does that mean?

Orseus made an outrageous protest at Fritz's suggestion to trick his friends into increasing the damage.

"This war is our loss. The army of the Qur 'an will continue to return home through the eastern shores of the Black Sea. The papal realm also...... they were fighting to win. If you know you lost, you have to keep the soldiers warm. I will not participate in a futile battle and will likely return home"

"... I see"

"We still have things to do. If we keep the army warm, we can still negotiate. You lose your army, you can't do anything."

"Can I sacrifice my friends for that?

Even though we can't even say we're allies, it was heartbreaking for Fritz to lay shoulder to shoulder and work out measures, abandon the Gertruts we fought with, and push the role of the Imperial Army (Dengu).

But Fritz was a politician in charge of the country before he was a single person. In front of the weight of a country, such as a single human conscience, it is equal to a handful of light stones.

"That's right. Even at the expense of our friends. We must serve the nation."

"... ok. Let's do that."

"Please, Lord Orseus. Once you get into the Neumira label and take a rest, disperse your troops in each city. Don't be surrounded and exhausted. I don't care how many cities you abandon."

"Disperse soldiers...? But the gallillayanin"

Galileanin is the goal the enemy aspires to and must be absolutely defended.

And I guess Orseus thinks.

"The defense of Galilee Yanin will be sufficient only for the present garrison. The walls will collapse with cannons, and the sea will burn the ships. Even if you defend it with great force, you will fall in anyway. Or are you confident that you can defend yourself?

"... no"

Orseus shrugged with a bitter face.

"Then it should be more troublesome for the enemy to be dispersed in each city. It's important for Yuri Ho to continue to have troublesome enemies.

Even if they attack Galilee, they resist each city.

Even when gallillayanin is lowered, the Union will not perish. In order to destroy them, we must attack the Union cities one by one. It shows the temper.

The struggle to destroy us becomes the weight of the balance when it draws out the conditions of surrender…. Different?

Fritz said, Orseus nodded.

The sky is starting to shade. Orseus' eyes felt, as he was looking at himself with more trust.

"You're right. Lord President (Konsl)."

"Then you're right to arrange it. I fly my horse first into the Neumilabel and after talking to the mayor I will be heading right to Galilee Yanin. I bid you farewell, Lord Orseus."

"To Galilayanin?

Did Orceus say anything? I looked like that.

"Yuri Hou will still come for Galilee Yanin. I have to be the point of contact (front desk) for surrender negotiations. It's harder to get in after you've been besieged."

"... Really? I'll make sure, but I spread the troops around and try to resist, okay?

Orseus seems to understand the instructions exactly.

"Yes, but don't stand in a cage in the city and be destroyed… if the enemy approaches Galilee, it will help if you threaten your back"

"Okay."

"Well, I'll go. Senior Admiral, I wish you well."

"Yes. You too."

Orseus gave a military salute, like sending out frizz.

Fritz tried to kick his flank with clapped shoes in an attempt to fly a horse.

Lord Fritz.

So, Orseus called it off again.

"-? What?

"History is tough on losers. Later historians may criticize you - but I support you. I'm glad you're in command at this time."

"- Really? No, I'm glad."

Fritz remembered one emotion he remembered a long time ago.

The first election I won.

That was the election of Galilee Yanin's city councillor.

Voice of the election administrator announcing the election. When I came down to greet him on the stage, there was an old woman who stepped out in front of the fritz and held his hand.

"I voted for you. Good luck."

That the old woman's shitty hands were warm.

Fritz trusted me and voted for me then, let's do our best for this guy. Hard work, let's do our job as politicians. I vowed wholeheartedly.

As I rubbed off as a politician, I had forgotten how I felt about that.

Now I remember. I was feeling the same way then.

"Thank you. I'll do my best."

Throwing the same words back to the old lady, to the senior general, Fritz clapped and ran his horse this time.