The Strategist Knows Everything

I think most people get satisfied when their expectations are met.

Unless it's a bad prediction.

"The enemy is a thousand. I don't know because the outfit isn't military uniform, but it's probably the Imperial Army."

Answer as Bold looks at the thousand armies approaching this way.

We were caged in the woods, as planned.

Be as conspicuous as possible.

For once, the inhabitants of the city have been evacuated, but they want to avoid destroying their homes.

I guess I'm the one who's after him anyway.

They can't safely enter Velis territory more than I am here.

"It's time for a swordsmanship tournament in Wang Du. I wonder if it will be exciting."

"Well, you know, you can come up with a topic that doesn't matter like that, right? There's twice as many enemies looming, isn't there?

"You can't win if you panic, and it's not like your enemy has a first-line commander"

"How do you know that?

"If you're a first-line commander, I'll assume you're ready for me when I evacuate the people. I wouldn't be foolish to attack you from the front."

This is the second day since Kaguya sent me a letter.

I expected him to come, and I immediately began evacuating the people.

And today, they're here.

The people are still evacuated, but they should be relieved that I caught them and only saw the woods.

"Even if the commander is mediocre, he's twice as common. Besides, most soldiers don't know the battle this way. Elite over there. Are you sure you can hold out for two days?

"You are unexpectedly worrying. When I fought you before, you seemed like a more daring commander.

"I'm just common sense. You're just too dull. Only a simple fence and some traps loosened up in the woods. I don't know if I can handle this."

"Right. Then I wonder what's wrong with me. From what I can tell, two days doesn't look that tight."

There are two bases for that idea.

The first is that no matter what they think, they are the Imperial Army, but they cannot leave evidence that makes them think they are the Imperial Army.

That's why I don't have a demon gun, which is the main uniform.

The second is that the Imperial Army is a gathering of weak soldiers.

Should I say that there are no strongmen to be exact? It's not clear because it's from a distance, but none of the status of the lead group is a big deal.

That's why if you relied on the Demon Gun but threw the Demon Gun away, the threat diminishes exceptionally.

"The Imperial Army's method of warfare is Operation Quantity. Push in numbers and kick your enemies in the rain of demon guns. The strength of the Imperial Army is the first to be established with a cohesive number of armies. So it's not at all suitable for surprise raids in a small number. Of course, the Imperial Army will have someone strong."

So he's not here this time.

"That sort of thing. I mean, it is. They are pathetic dogs. The Imperial Chancellor is going to see how Velis handles it."

Of course, if you could kill me, you'd want to.

Otherwise, there's no point in coming up at this time of year.

The quickest way to decay the country is to kill good people.

Because talent doesn't grow quickly.

"But for what I'm trained for, I can only be stronger than the soldiers over here. What are we gonna do there?

"Then we'll cover it with command and maneuvers already. And then there's psychological warfare, I guess."

Saying so, I step forward.

Eileen tries to stop, but pays for it gently to get out of the woods.

There are a thousand soldiers just around the corner.

"I'm Count Clay, entrusted here. I want to talk to the commander."

"It's Gerold I'm the head of these guys. Even so, you might not trust me."

A man dressed like a bandit came forward to see it.

I have a huge axe in my hand. The fighting power is quite mid-seventies.

"Right. I've never heard of bandits lined up."

"I mean, there are bandits like that. You've studied, haven't you? Dragon Killer Master."

Gerold tells with a provocative smile.

Apparently, the enemy is going to have a psychological battle, too. But it's still sweet.

That doesn't make it provocative.

"Yeah, I got it. Apparently, the Imperial Chancellor is not my enemy."

"What?"

"Go home and tell the owner. You have to deal with it."

I don't see Gerold in my eyes. That's how we proceed.

If you only see the Imperial Chancellor behind Gerold, Gerold will take it.

These types don't like to be ignored. Because I am proud of my power. I guess that's why they admitted it around them. So if you ignore that, your identity breaks down.

"You! I'm the one in front of you!

"What. You don't understand? I'm telling you I'm not my enemy because I'm sending in a mindless guy like you?

"All of you!"

Gerold takes away the bow that the guy next to him had when he stabbed the axe to the ground and targets me.

"Undo it, or the arrow will pierce your brain!

"Go ahead. Try it if you can."

My magic teaches me.

Gerold is not good at bows and arrows. Almost a hundred percent chance of coming off.

You don't have to be afraid.

"Kuh!"

Does he also understand that he bowed down without even releasing an arrow?

Seeing that, I turned my back with a mocking grin.

"Just call me. I'll deal with them because I have no choice. Do you have the honor? Bandits."

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"It was a brilliant provocation"

"Thank you. I think I was pretty good myself."

Bold praised me and I smiled.

Gerold was so exasperated that he seemed to begin to think that maybe I didn't have to have the talent to act.

"And so they fall into a trap. Don't they say you have a bad personality?

"Sophia always reviews me as sweet, doesn't she?

"Yes. You've seen so many bad parts of the world. I can't believe you're being nice."

"That's a terrible way to put it."

Me and Irene watched an enemy vanguard fall into a pre-prepared pit with such a light slap.

It's an easy pit. If we proceed with caution, there is no way we can get caught.

But Gerold ordered an assault. The soldiers faithfully defended it and caught it in the trap like fools.

"Now it's time. Prepare to fire simultaneously…… release."

Allow the soldiers who were holding them back to release bows and arrows.

The aim, of course, is the soldier who fell into the pit. And then there are those who are trying to help that soldier.

They can't do anything to the rain of arrows that suddenly poured, they're just screaming.

Poor thing. Even the commander wouldn't have had to die that way if he was decent.

"It's over. I will lead the Separate Forces to drive the remaining enemy units. Okay?"

"I'll take care of it. But don't you fight."

"What? What are you talking about?

"You stand out. Don't even use magic."

"So maybe there's a soldier who can help you, right?

Eileen makes a cold bottom voice.

There was a deep disappointment in his eyes.

However, I can't allow any emotions to be directed at me.

"Surely blood will flow. But if he finds out you're here, he'll bleed differently. You ran away, but you're an Albion. That's a reality that doesn't change. The nobility of Velis will try to take advantage of you like that. I'm not sure I can protect myself from that. Worst of all, they could make Albion the material to drag him out to war with the Empire."

"Then... why did you bring me to the battlefield?

"Because I didn't think you'd honestly run away when I told you to. Then you should stay within sight. Do you understand my instructions?

"……… Okay."

"... allow the use of swords when defending oneself or a dangerous soldier. But you can't do that. That's really only when we're cornered."

I point to the sickle that Eileen has.

Eileen gave a slight expression of dissatisfaction, but thought she would miss the opportunity to hunt down her enemies, putting down the sickle without saying anything and heading to command a separate team.

"Why don't you just tell me you honestly don't want me to slaughter people?

"Just be firm. Besides... I can't kill people on Irene right now. But my instructions are an excuse. They don't kill their enemies, they just hurt them because they have my instructions."

"...... What the hell happened to her?

"It's hard. Very much."

Saying so, I stared at Eileen, who commands a separate team.

On this day, the Imperial Army took about three hundred damages, and this one was almost zero.

Then the Imperial Army, wary of the trap, retreated once.

Thus we earned a precious day.