The Demon King Seems to Conquer the World

I'm sorry.

On the road, Lyao told me to crush the solitaire.

Earlier, I guess it was a bad idea for the bats to reply on their own.

"Before you were a part of the regiment, you were a trail to the Rube family. It's not like I care if I do something personal."

"Helpful"

"If I really didn't like it, I'd have left you a souvenir and gone home."

Sure, there was some unscheduled work in there, but the meeting itself was a matter of concern.

If there is a problem, is it enough to be annoying and narrow shoulders by having about two young people in it?

Well, that's okay.

When I walked into the open door, a map was placed on an oval table that looked somewhat splendid and big, and a few people who had already come were in their seats.

I don't know their names because this is their first meeting, but I'm guessing these guys are also the owners of the general and the guys in that class.

A great man.

"Get two chairs. Let them see you as their companions."

When Kien said such a thing greatly, the caretaker's clerk, without questioning, immediately prepared a chair.

Exactly, they can't let you sit at the big table.

Well, let's just say I keep my mouth shut on the wall.

I sat down in a chair on Kien's back wall.

"Can I ask you something?"

Lyao, sitting next to him, snapped like he was talking to himself.

"What?

I don't want to be angry at people who treat me like I'm an escort, so I'll whisper it back too.

"How do you feel right now?"

What is that question?

I feel like, well, it's not usually good because we're all gathered up with musty old people.

I'm far from happy, like when I'm watching your sham.

"What do you mean? If you're not feeling well, it's not bad."

"This military council may determine the fate of a nation. The fate of large numbers of folk grass depends."

Oh, is that what you mean?

I guess this guy is feeling better too, just because we're about to start making some serious decisions about the exchangers.

But in this meeting, nothing dramatic will happen against expectations.

Rough meetings could mean that.

But in the system of generals, someone comes up with a genius, and after inspiring persuasion, everyone agrees.

It can't even be a movie-like development, like that.

So a genius measure is proposed, it is transferred to execution, it destroys the great legions of enemies, and this meeting and today's date are engraved forever in history. That's not true.

Whatever you think, reaching a mediocre conclusion is determined.

Speaking of Japanese stories, can the reversal of a valley be accomplished through numerous discussions? That's the story.

No matter how gifted war talent the menstruation has demonstrated and waved its tongue, the Oracle cannot understand it.

Be sure to say, "I can't go down that wall. You intend to undermine the soldier to mischief" and other theories appear, and the agreement of all cannot be mounted.

In meetings without leaders, the risky way to overshadow large numbers will not be adopted, even in the circumstances in which it is needed.

Even democratic political parliaments cannot legislate adventurously unless the opposition takes a majority.

What will be adopted is a law that will convince everyone, as everyone can think of, and in this case an operation.

"You're a romantic."

And I said, choosing exactly what I meant.

"What?"

"Thinking about it, I feel like I'm waiting for an interesting theatrical curtain to open"

I don't know if it's a tragedy or a comedy, but it must be a big scale story.

"Is that theatre? Aren't we parties?"

Are you a party?

Sure, you're definitely not a party.

"That's what Carol's going to say. Are you sentimental because you feel the spiciness in your people?"

"n...... well, maybe so"

Apparently.

Lyao is still a young man, even though he is over twenty.

I guess it will also be sentimental.

I remember expressing my chilled feelings about the people of Kirchina before, but I actually traveled there for ten days or so, and when I tried to treat them, I might have changed my senses.

"We know what each person can do. If I'm omnipotent, I'll make everything happy, not just Shans, but Klu. Eliminate war from the world, and let even those born of imperfections live a life free of trouble to eat. But that's impossible. Unfortunately."

"... what a big story"

Lyao said as if he was frightened.

"Yes. If you're willing to think about it, the sky can paint the bigger ideals. But the only way I can actually manage it is within my reach. You're just getting sentimental because it's a tragedy that's going to work out."

"... I don't know if that's true"

"Actually, I can't help it."

"Is there really nothing you can do about it?

And Lyao has said it back.

"You can't do anything about it, can you?

In the first place, the very fact that we do something for Kirchna is a piece of paper.

I can't help it.

"For example, what would you do if you did it?"

"I don't do it"

"If I were to."

What is this guy?

Don't talk too much today.

"Using the usual means, but not the usual means, you can't let me keep a general and gain military power by the time I fight. More than that, my influence stays minimal. No matter how I act, it's impossible to control the war scene."

For example, suppose I gather here on this occasion to kill all the principals of Kirchena's house.

Impossible, but let's say I took it to the old man of the King's Mate who would have joined me, and the Queen taught me to be the successor to all the generals, and made me general.

Even if we could do that, it would take some time to actually take control of the entire army.

The sudden death of the General connected by blood and history will always call for havoc, and it will take at best a year to converge it and restore it to the point where the army actually functions.

Of course, I can't fight there for a week or so.

No matter how convenient you think about things, it's not something I can do to be influential enough to decide on a battlefield.

"If I had led the whole army, I could think of any assumption. But there is no future that actually does. It's a delusion that's neither constructive nor forward-looking, than the premise is pointless."

I assure you, Lyao has shut up.

I never bothered to ask about my complexion.

After a while,

"Right, sure"

I said.

Then a little while later, when all the participants gathered, the King and his wife appeared at the end.

He looks kind of tired.

Well, it wasn't surprising at all because there were so many examples of how he felt weary looking.

"Well, let's get started"

Saying so without power, he looked around at the participants.

And while my eyes were flowing, I had eyes with me.

He turns a blind eye when I make a mild meeting.

It would be natural to pretend not to know, as this is not a place to greet easily the children you know.

"Now, Lord Cokes, please proceed to the meeting."

When the king and his wife said so, an old man called Cokes responded "Ha".

Cokes Leki.

This old man is set for once in his position as general of this time.

I only knew his first name and I didn't know his face, but he was sitting on the second seat, so I had an idea that this would be the head of the Leki family, well.

I don't know if it's okay for this guy to make a proceeding from the beginning, but I guess he has to stand up because in the aristocratic system, Wang and his wife, who are members of the royal family, are superior.

"Well, let's say we start a military debate..."

The meeting was rough.

"So why is the story of depositing a cavalry, etc! Cavalry is a necessity of our army! Why should I let you go!

When a man named Otter Ghazi said so, there was an air of outrage and giving up on the venue.

I think the Ghazi family is the same general companion as the Leki family, but I'm not reluctant to say whether Otter is simply that kind of personality or also certain of both houses.

"So that makes it the last two dances... Against their artillery, it's good to concentrate a large number of bird soldiers into it. Even if you let the cavalry of each general go in when you think about it, it's easy to deal with it."

Cokes, the general's role, seems to have a relatively decent intelligence, which I don't know several times, but that took me to persuade Otter to say so.

Centralize the cakedri to get the Grand Cavalry into this place and get the trend.

The idea itself was also conceived by Dolla, and it is simple and extreme.

That's not why it was bad, it was an operation that would be powerful because it was simple.

But still, I don't want to let go of the cavalry. The house appeared.

Otter isn't the only one, and when he observes calmly from the field, the rest of us don't even speak, but he seems to have the same feeling.

Especially so were the generals and others out of Siyarta.

Olorn Boff and Borafra Noza can see that they are pushy and silent but don't want to send out soldiers.

For those of them who, as long as they are with the Kirchina generals, do not consider the crisis relatively imminent, whether they win or lose, they want to minimize the loss of their own troops.

In fact, the Kirchna side would have the opposite idea.

We are at the forefront, so we want to keep our own troops warm, letting Siyarta take charge of the burdensome part, win or lose.

Pushing them back doesn't mean they won't come again, and that doesn't mean that Ciyalta will send out reinforcements then.

It is not that which is wrong, but that such a separation of opinions emerges because the differences in positions carried by the individual are fundamental.

So if you try from Siyalta, you don't want to lend a cavalry to a Kirchina human being.

Exactly, Kien, who is most worried about the situation in Siyarta, seems to be something else, but the Bov and Noza families seemed to see that kind of thought through.

"They ask me to lend you my army, but my army is what I've been soldiering in. Of course, I can use it best. I lent it to you, and you won't be able to use a tenth of your strength."

Otter said his foolish opinion again.

Not that it makes no sense, but a tenth of a force is too much, and when it comes to blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah

I had been listening to this meaningless conversation for an hour, so I was really in the mood to go home.

"In the first place, the last time we suffered a great loss was because we had problems with military morale. If you have a willing army, you'll have to kick the Krah's ass when you're in the army. The strength of the army is first and foremost made up of morale, even if you don't patronize small armies. Encouraging soldiers is what counts!

was a speech that made me want to hear it and despair.

So uncomfortable that I wanted to block my ears.

If you had morale, you could win, you could have won.

That would have won the war if there had been twenty battleship Yamato. It's as contentless a story as that.

Let's allow an unlimited pillage to boost morale, for example, even with the same content. Or, let's say, how many per Klu's right ear. Or if it's a proposal for the enactment of such a system, it's still fine.

But it's not like that.

This guy thinks morale is something to boost if you say it.

If this is another phase, if you don't have a cannon, you can have a hundred cannons, because you're unwilling to procure it. I guess I'll say.

"Besides, we have the Great Fortress of Verdant. That one, I've never fallen before. I'll have enough food and arrows this time. You don't have to worry about anything!

And when I was finally breathing, Kien raised her hand all the time.

As Cokes' eyes tucked into Kien's right hand, Cokes said somewhat softening his expression.

"Lord Otter, it looks like Lord Kien needs to talk to you. Take your seats first. Lord Kien, please."

That being said, Kien rose from her seat.

And then he looked back, and he stopped by me.

Hey, what is it?

Lord Yuri, could you lend me a little of that?

To?

Me?

"No, I don't mind."

And I'll honestly hand the gun over.

Kien took my cannon and went back to the table.

"This artillery is the latest used by the enemy, which Lord Yuri Howe here has purchased from the land of the Krah. And here, there's another gun. This was left behind by the enemy during the previous battle."

When Kien received another cloak of artillery from his squire, he placed two cloves on his desk and lined them up.

"If you compare them with two, you can see that the caliber is the same but the new ones are a lot lighter...... Differences in ingredients, differences in manufacturing methods, and success in making them lighter and easier to carry."

Kien said, feeling it.

I don't know because I've never compared it, but it seems a lot lighter.

Maybe the thickness of the barrel is thinner.

If advances in metallurgy (yakinuku) have increased the performance of materials, it is possible to thin the flesh while keeping the barrel durable.

Because artillery is what you carry, lightening up can purely lead to improved performance.

Well, since the artillery itself was made recently when it came to history, it's not a metallurgical advance or a difficult story, but it may simply be that the stage where we were looking at the right thickness by hand progressed, saving us wasted thickness.

"Why is Verdant considered invincible in the future against those people? Can the soldiers be willing to see us unable to devise such an idea against the enemies that are gradually becoming more powerful? Lord Otter, what can you think?"

But Otter had a more sinister face but he was giggling.

"But Lord Kien, how do you drop Verdant? I don't think I have a way of dropping that impenetrable fortress."

"Hmm... well, let's ask Lord Yuri, who is here"

Huh?

"He studies more about Klu people than anyone else at this age. Kra is also a master, so much so that he negotiates and deals with his land himself."

what???

No, no, don't say anything that doesn't make sense.

What's that killer path?

"Now, Lord Yuri, let me ask you something."

The king and his wife keep telling me that this is the place.

Damn.

"... I'm Yuri and I wanted to introduce you. Even so, I've actually never seen Verdant with this eye, even if he was suddenly asked for his opinion because it's like it just happened to take place on the street today. I've heard stories, and I've seen them in paintings, etc."

"I don't mind. I just want your opinion."

Kien says.

Even so, I don't want to say what I found out about the fortress I haven't even seen.

"If I were to break Verdant, If I were you, would you break the gates?"

"How do you break it?

And now the king's mate asks.

When asked high pressure by idiots like Otter, this one is also under a lot of stress, so I was thankful that Wang and his wife would ask ahead.

"Right...... Daimon hears that the slopes at the climb are strong and hard to get close to with a siege tower or a broken castle hammer. It will still be easier to use gunpowder. It costs money, but you might want to build a cannon big enough to destroy the gate. If you're prepared to sacrifice, it's a good idea to let soldiers have specialized explosive devices and blow them up. I don't know if it's going to work."

Well, the latter would be easier first.

Feeling like a directional bomb, you can wrap a large quantity of gunpowder in an iron plate to create a bomb that pushes and detonates a particularly thin part to the gate.

Soldiers are… quite dangerous, to put it mildly.

"Is gunpowder enough to break the gate?

"It depends on the gate. If it is all made of iron, a gate as thick as the length of the arm, then of course it is impossible to destroy it. but it wouldn't be so hard to destroy it if it was a gate to the extent that it was made of iron reinforced trees"

"Hmm... the enemy is bringing a device that can break the gate. Sounds like a good idea."

Eh.

I didn't say a word about that.

I think we're going in a strange direction.

"What are you talking about on your own? Not necessarily with a weapon like that."

Otter tells me he has pneumonia.

"You're right. Not necessarily."

As for me, Otter was staring at me.

"Let's hear it at last. Lord Yuri, how do you think it's a good idea to fight this?

Kien turned sideways from chair to chair, looking at me, and turned the conversation in an even stranger direction.

Why not?

Opinion in this air, or you're overloaded.

"Come on... if you're a young man, I'm afraid you'll have more opinions in front of your history of war."

"I don't mind. Alleged"

I didn't want to tell you.

You absolutely know what I'm talking about.

"I think I'd rather not do a showdown on the plains in the first place."

"Hmm?"

"The strength of the enemy is the artillery and the number. The iron cannons, needless to say, are most strongly handled on a promising plain on a sunny day. Conversely, it's just a heavy stick in the woods. If you pull it into the woods, it doesn't mean you'll be tormented by artillery. Now we have a five-minute and five-minute battle. In addition, the enemy is a U.N. crowd with no more armaments than we do. With permission granted for looting, morale is rising, but not so much a controlled army that command works in the woods. If you ambush him two or three times, he'll break his morale easily."

I mean, you can play guerrilla warfare.

The opponent is not in a military position to accompany this guerrilla battle.

"Ha! You mean a hand in escape!

Otter stays seated and says strange things.

"Lord Otter!

Cokes, the host, said so strongly that he could resist.

"Well, think of it as a young man's paranoia and listen to it"

There doesn't seem to be any further progress, and the air is getting worse.

If I stay here any longer because of my unusual ideas, I'm likely to have an obstacle to the progress of the meeting.

I don't want to be used for being asked for any more opinions, and doing poorly can be a disgrace to the Howe family.

Let's go home.

"Now it's time for me to excuse myself. Your Majesty the King, this cannon was brought to the offering. Please accept."

When I saluted him the most, he quit his seat.