Sacred Chevalier

The Royal Army is gathering southwest.

Ilham Sinan, the staff of a group of bandits who received this news, moved quickly. The focus of the scouts from the west to the south of Parkshire made it possible to detect the movement of the Union of Lords as soon as possible.

"Tell Guran. Attacking a city with a deputy is behind us. I'll see what's supposed to be the battlefield. And the captains of each squad, as instructed, prepare for the trap!

With a few escorts, Sinan ran his horse southwest of Parkshire Prefecture.

The number of a thousand can never be said to be high given the number of troops gathered. But more than 10,000 soldiers were breathtaking to just a thousand. The eyes, body, posture, and signs are different. Unlike the aristocratic private soldiers who look around the settlements and arbitrate fights and chase vermin, he was clearly a refined soldier assuming "war". The man on the horse who was leading it raised his right hand. The soldiers stop in alignment. Mathias Salvere, who keeps the private soldiers of the Count Piana family, advanced.

"What army are you in? Reveal your affiliation!

"My name is Kate, and I am a hero to General Vergard Faranx. My Holy Knight (Paladin) To help His Excellency Marquis William Roglaia, Elfina's real father, I led a thousand soldiers of the Fortress Valihardt to join the ranks. I'd like to ask His Excellency to take the next call."

No matter how you look at it, a teenager greets you beautifully. Mathias was taken aback by accident. But you have to do more than be on your side. When I told him to wait and flip, William had already moved the horse forward. Kate and the five saints get off the horse when they confirm William and kneel on the spot.

"My lord, I apologize for the late arrival. General Faranx himself led a thousand trained soldiers. Join your army."

(Faranx? Of that general?

(I mean, are they the North Army? Aren't you the best of the best...)

And a hero, right? The women behind you are the Holy Knights?

As the soldiers spoke to Hisohiso, William nodded to Eagle Deep from the horse.

"Well done, Lord Hero. Elfina and everyone else are looking good, right? I want you to rendezvous with my soldiers. I'd also like to confirm the status quo."

I dare you here, you must behave like an eagle. It needs to be shown against the other five houses, in particular the Marquis Leblanc. For that is the aim of the kites, who deliberately knelt heavily.

"Wait, Lord Roglaia... why did the hero (Chevalier) come to Sir? Besides, who are the soldiers of Fort Varihardt?

Loronoa Piana asked William, sweating on her forehead, unlike her earlier disgusting attitude. The hero and the Holy Knight, symbols of the patronage of the goddess, receive support from the kingdom in form and, in return, are active on the battlefield. There is no subordination, even if one may put one's shoulder in a particular nobleman because of a relationship of friendship. As an honorary nobleman, it is also the hero (Chevalier) who is independent in the kingdom.

"My daughter Elfina is a Holy Knight (Paladin). The hero (Chevalier), whose turn it was, rushed to help the Roglaia family. Thank you."

"And those soldiers?

"Kite, answer me."

"Ha... my turn is not alone. Of the five behind me, four are my holy knights and the other one is a former holy knight, accompanied as health officer. One of the numbers, Elsa, is General Faranx's four women, who asked the General for assistance from that edge. The general took pleasure in lending me a thousand soldiers."

"Four Sacred Knights (Paladins)..."?

Each of the five principals, including Loronoa Piana, gave a frightened look. Neutral Baron Adrian Duma laughs out loud.

"Ha-ha-ha! Is this the" Greatest Hero (Chevalier) "Lord Roglaia used to say! I really didn't know the four of you surrounded the Holy Knight...... no, this is awesome. Four Holy Knights in addition to a thousand Sergeants under General Faranx, you no longer saw the battle!

On a numerical note, even with the addition of the kites, the Rogue Ia army is only two thousand. But qualitatively, it overwhelmed the other house. If it's about 2,000 bandits, instead of a thousand soldiers, we can destroy it with four saints. Not so much is awesome with a Saint Knight who expressed protection.

"But still, given Sir Roglia's rank of two thousand soldiers, the Marquis, that's slightly less. Besides, aren't you a civilian when it comes to heroes? I don't even think the four of us can work properly with the Holy Knight."

Marquis Jean Leblanc threw up, as if to take back what had previously been pressured. Count Loronoa Piana snorts at it too. To that appearance, Kate could have largely predicted their faction.

(I see, is this the nobility of the Javalists? It's true that you have a strong sense of nobility)

That's what I thought in my heart, but William speaks for me before I put it on my face.

"Identity doesn't matter. The important thing is, what can you do? They would show the lion's excitement in action. Please don't insult me with a thousand."

"Hmm? So you don't have a problem leaving the vanguard to Sir? Shall we give you a glimpse of the high ground?"

The soldiers are private soldiers of each nobleman. It was the same in every house that we did not want soldiers to die in bandit crusades and such. As for William, I have to get on with the provocation more than I've cut him off.

"Kite......"

"Don't worry, my lord. Thank you for your spear. Takamitsu means we can take care of the crusade... can you think of that?

"Humph... if you can do it, you can try it"

Jean LeBlanc replied in a grumpy manner to the civilians who had said it back plainly, turning back on his heels.

"Kite, are you okay?

William asks in a whisper. Kate laughed niggly as she stood up.

"I'd rather be thankful. That Marquis thought of crushing us, but he rather entrusted us with the easiest place. Don't worry, Your Excellency."

William Roeglaire is an interior politician. I don't have much military knowledge. All I could do here was believe the words of my beloved daughter's chosen hero.

The kites and the six principals who entered the southern part of Parkshire province separated into factions and laid their formations. The Marquis Roglia, a neutral, lines up with the same faction Baron Duma. The total strength is two thousand and five hundred, the smallest of the three factions.

"My Duma family will be at the vanguard. He's a trained soldier, albeit a few."

"Thank you, but we don't have generals to lead the army on the battlefield. A thousand members of the Roglaia family want to leave it to Kite if they can."

"So much so, do you appreciate that hero? Sure, I'm surprised you're General Faranx's chief of staff..."

That's when Elfina came into the curtain. The kites then go in.

"Father."

"Elfina, you've come a lot. I didn't know the day was coming to line up with you on the battlefield..."

Once again, Kate greeted Baron Adrian Duma and introduced his Holy Knight. At the end of a single social decree, William talks about the future.

"Well, kite. You said the vanguard was the easiest, but what does that mean?

Kate nodded and began to line up the pawns on her desk. Arrange the enemy pawns and pawns about half their size across the plain. There are three pawns on all sides, a thousand Phalanx armies, a thousand Roglaia armies, and five hundred Duma armies.

"I've seen your soldiers all the way around. It's a very rude thing to say, but I'm still anxious about my level of practice compared to General Faranx's army. Keeping this together can cause confusion on the battlefield. There..."

Arrange three pieces vertically.

"This is how we make it three layers. The first layer is the Phalanx Army, the Rogue Lair Army in the form of support behind it, and the Duma Army five hundred to protect His Lordship… in this form."

"But isn't the Faranx army going to face double the enemy?

As he nodded at William's words, Kate began to explain.

"This time the enemy is a bandit, but his head has a generator and some excellent staff. If you hypothesize that, one question comes to mind. Why are the enemies still in this land?

"What do you mean?

"If I were the enemy's staff, I would perceive that the Royal Army is imminent. If so, withdraw early. He looted in several settlements and left the prefectural soldiers. I would have procured weapons, food, and women, too. If you reach your goal, you should withdraw immediately, and you will agree."

The Holy Knights frown upon the word "procure a woman". Kate looked into Chira's eyes, coughed up and continued the conversation. The expression of the Holy Knights returned.

"Naturally, the enemy's staff should have thought about that as well. nonetheless remain in the land. Because there's a reason I have to stay. Perhaps there was a conflict of opinion among the enemies. The bandits got on track as a result of continuing to win and take away. I only thought about moving on and defied the opinion that [throw away what I got]. No matter how good a staff member is, it doesn't make sense if that opinion isn't taken up"

"I see. That could be true. But how does that relate to the easiest thing that happened earlier?

Adrian asks a little irritating. Kate smiled bitterly and proceeded to talk.

"While you remain in the land, what will the enemy's staff think? That one of you runs away? You'll think about that, too. But one more thing, you should wonder if there's any chance of winning. And now the enemy is finding an opportunity to win."

"You think you have a chance against an enemy that's six times larger than your own?

"I mean, if it's just me..." Twelve thousand armies "is not an exact expression. You should call it a gathering of six thousand and five hundred Javalist armies, three thousand Fairchild armies, and two thousand and five hundred neutrals. This time, it's a coalition of six nobles. Each army is flying its own flag. How far does it work as an Army… If it's me, I'll try to figure it out"

"If twelve thousand moves together in one will, you have very little chance of winning, but not if it falls apart... is that what you mean?

I take the lead on William's words. Kate gave the "easiest" answer.

"How to identify...... that's the first war. You will try to fight with the degree of appearance, assuming you leave. So we see the movements of each army. So first, we put two thousand and five hundred forward, and we form a strong formation. Allow enemies to attack, attract enough and then throw in the Holy Knight to ramble flashly. The hasty enemy will try to retreat at once. Why don't we chase that back appropriately, and then take turns with the Javalists, and see their battles high?"

"... Kite, you look bad"

To Elfina's point, Kate rubbed her own cheek. In fact, William and Adrian unwittingly withdrew when they saw Kite's grin floating in the candle. Because he went through a prank and even seemed evil.

Ilham Sinan was sorting out the terrain he saw and information from the scouts.

"Twelve thousand... but it is nothing more than a collection of nobles. The chain of command has not been unified, nor will it be entangled and moved. But..."

Sinan is not from the Kingdom. For this reason, they were neglected by relations and factions among nobles within the kingdom. It was not possible to discern whether all six nobles would move in pieces or wrapped in some.

"Depending on the formation of the enemy, we still have to identify it in the first war"

Assuming the enemies are gathered together and attacked in one formation, they flee immediately. Bad for Gullan, but I can't afford to argue. For this reason, he made his own horse a fast legged horse. All you have to do is run into the Ursus platform on your own and run away again. With that in mind, Sinan put a pawn on the desk. Think if you were the enemy's staff.

(If the enemies weren't wrapped up, and if I was some nobleman's staff... if I were you, I'd wish for a lead. They will perceive that the bandit army has staff and will try to annihilate where they have come out in view at once. But still, this one has no choice but to see how it goes in the first fight. You still have a big wagering element)

The chances of winning were good and 30%...... too bright a brain was darkening Sinan's expression.

"Lord Kite, if you've been reading that far, why are you being tried to protect it appropriately to suit your enemies? The Faranx Army is as elite as a thousand. I'm not working out to beat the bandits, though?

Werner has given his opinion to Kite back in his curtain. The Elfinas seemed to agree, waiting for Kite's answer. Kate answered with a shoulder flattery.

"Werner is right if it was just the Faranx Army (...). But hatred, we are reinforcements, and this army is only a coalition of nobles. If we win alone, what happens to the other nobles?

"I see... is it" politics "? General Faranx hated bringing such things to the battlefield..."

"I hate you too. If it's true, I'd like to ask the aristocrats to just leave the money and the food and just go home. But, well, I have Lord Roglia's position, and I guess I have to be an adult here."

"Pup......"

Sophia blew it out. Elfina and Elsa are also laughing with the look of jealousy. It was hilarious that Kite, more passionate and childish than anyone, used the word "adult" even though she was the sophomore year chief.

Kate scratched her head and started putting pawns on her desk.

"Well, let's talk about formation. It's okay. If the enemy's staff is my prospective man, nobody dies in this first war."

Werner had a stunned look at the formation he had shown.

That night, Kate was watching a single painting inside her curtain. It is a future diagram drawn by Sasha's hand. There was a depiction of "Royal Army defeat". Lay fur and watch the five holy knights lying on it. I had abandoned the assumption that "you can't lose". If this painting refers to ourselves, these five cannot die at all costs.

"Losing battles in the first line...... you're not kidding"

I burned the painting with candle lights, and turned out the lights.

On April 16, 488, the kingdom's history, 12,000 Allied aristocracy troops and 2,000 bandits led by Guran faced each other on the plains southwest of Parkshire. The League of Lords is held back by the Javals and the Fairchilds, respectively, laying their formations in a manner protruding by the neutrals two thousand and five hundred.

Using the neutrals as bait to attract bandits, both armies attack where they exhaust them enough. Neither did each nobleman want the private soldiers dead. So put the neutrals in the harshest places where sacrifices are made, and let ourselves be easier. In its clear shallowness, Count Joel Lacroix snorted.

"The size of LeBlanc's vessel makes me wonder. Don't feel sorry for Lord Roglia..."

"But it was none other than Sir Roglaia who took the lead. Besides, that army has the Phalanx army, and the Holy Knight. For once, won't the neutrals alone win?

Joel Lacroix also pondered on Baron Raymond LeConto's predictions. But I shake my head immediately.

"That's fine then. We can fulfill our royal life without sacrifice, and is it not so much better than being made big by the Javalists? Besides, that hero (Chevalier) is kind to Miss Flora. Make a loan and it won't hurt."

Both names have seen first-hand the disturbances caused by Kate at the year-end celebration. I could not agree with how unexpected the nobility was, but I admit that there was a nonsense on the part of the victim. Without the spirit and action of the "noble", who will recognize him as a nobleman?

"Let's see what happens around here, and let's hit it out, too. I can't afford to burden Lord Roglia."

We looked at each other, and the two nobles nodded.

Around that time, Ilham Sinan was rubbing his eyebrows. Roughly two thousand to two thousand and five hundred formations protrude, and behind them ten thousand armies second-hand apart to refrain. From this, it was understandable that it was not a unified army as expected.

"What? That army..."

What Ilham cared about was the two thousand and five hundred formations that protruded. The temper of war to rise was not the norm. It's as if you're dealing with a monster. I could only see two flags that seemed to belong to the nobility. But the distance is so far apart that it is impossible to discern any further. Given the scale of two thousand and five hundred, it is affordable to attack with appearance. Even if it was counter-attacked, it would also be possible to retreat before causing significant damage.

(Pull the elite forward and attract them, and in the meantime let the two rear armies circle around to annihilate the siege? No, there's too much distance for that. You're not sure you're smart enough to beat this one with only two thousand and five hundred? Is the Ichi aristocrat using such an elite as a private soldier?

"Sinan...... give me directions"

"Ah, ah..."

Gullan urged me, and Sinan switched. In any case, it is a bet from here on out. Sinan couldn't predict how that creepy army would work. Until we do what we can.

"I'll tell you first. I dare you to lose here. Attack to the degree of appearance and quickly retreat. Twelve thousand enemies, but apparently not wrapped up. Until you destroy each. Prominent enemy forces, but with a lot of war. If you get hit properly, this one will do a lot of damage. Retreat as soon as the enemy is on offense. Even if we consolidate our defense, we stand up appropriately and retreat as well. Don't miss the retreat dra!

You can't just not set it up to pull out as much enemy information as you can in the first war. So I thought about mitigating the shock of the defeat by telling them in advance that I would lose.

"You're gonna lose? Sinan......"

"Oh, that enemy is troublesome. Fortunately, the numbers are low."

"Well... Temee et al., think this is the real deal. Move on Sinan's instructions without disturbing everyone! I follow Sinan, too! If you beat them, you can drink all you want, and you can hold women all you want! Come on, man!

"" "Ooh!

The morale of the bandits was boosted at once by Gulang's whispering of Sinan's backwards words.

"All right! As trained, we're launching a corrugated attack! First wave, assault!

Sinan also directed the assault with a rare shout out, whether he was impressed by Guran's jaws.