Sacred Chevalier

"Look, remember General Faranx's training! Coming up is like a fart compared to that! Take it with the squares! The Rogue Lair army inside supports the guy who's about to collapse. All you have to do is press your back. Don't make any attacks! Just protect him, that's fine! Elfina, Sophia, and Elsa wait in the best, second, and third formations, respectively, and use the power of the Holy Knight (Paladin) with the flag signals!

A thousand Phalanx troops divide and square fifty each. Inside it, the Roglaia army put their hands on their shoulders to support their backs. Werner gives an anxious look.

"The soldiers are also in their first line. And yet you intend to use the Phalanx Shield in the bump production?

"This is a Faranx shield specializing in defense. This formation takes time to turn into an offense, but that's all the protection is hard. Including me, it's important to get used to the air on the battlefield first... first wave, coming! Archers."

Five hundred bandits entered the range of bows and arrows. Two hundred archers of the Rogue Laia Army squeeze their bows together.

"Let go!

Two hundred arrows are unleashed simultaneously and shot into the bandits who attack them. But the bandits also skilfully avoided the fatalities with small shields, pushing them without stopping. Five hundred people hit the Phalanx shield. The power was astonishing. It was such a shock that it distorted the formation of the sergeants who seriously went into the protection.

"Support formation number five and eight. The Rogliers are coming in to connect us! From the top to the fourth, stay in shape. Slightly lower! That'll restore the whole thing."

Kate had divided the numbers into each square and had them skip the transmission to confirm while directing out loud. Behind Werner's brain as he watched how it was, Faranx commanded.

(Nghhhhh... tell Osmeyer to stay there. Dente and Erlich collapse too quickly. You have no choice but to support him from behind. They will be punished later......)

"Wave two, they're coming!

To that loud voice, Werner returned to me. A similar shock struck me earlier.

Bandit army staff Ilham Sinan was frowning at how the enemy was doing.

"Stiff. Still elite. But there's no sign of attack just to protect it. Besides, the rear army isn't trying to move either. Why? It's supposed to be a great opportunity to end the siege..."

Then Sinan reached one realization and put her hand on his mouth.

(Conflict between the nobles...... not inability to move, but inability to move. No, I don't want to move. And at the same time, it shows political power relations between nobles. In other words, the kingdom is divided into three forces, moving in pieces. Those two thousand and five hundred are thoroughly guarded, too, to minimize sacrifice. to avoid a situation where only ourselves make sacrifices)

"Set up a third wave! The enemy cannot move. Opportunity!"

Sinan, who deduced them in an instant, gave instructions for the offense: why they were divided into three armies, why only 2500 would come forward and no one else would move, and why they would not try to consolidate their protection and attack them.

The third wave, I'm coming.

"Now the enemy's staff will also have noticed the circumstances on this side. Half the time..."

Five hundred people in the third wave came under attack. However, the shield that received the first and second waves did not collapse and withstood the shock. A thousand and five hundred bandits come gunning and attacking from the outside of the shield. At that moment when the pressure stopped, Kate shouted.

"Raise the Hero Flag!

A flag representing the hero (Chevalier) was raised between the noble flags of the two (2). At that moment, a dazzling light fell on the bandits and the next explosion occurred.

"Come on... what?

Munas, a former bandit who inadvertently closed his eyes because of his glare, slipped his hips and walked into the spot. When I finally got my vision back, I noticed something strange. A woman with blue hair appeared suddenly in front of her. The woman was more beautiful and more riddled than any woman I had ever seen. I accidentally fell in love with her as divine as a goddess.

"You can't imitate it like you slash your back. The unwary escape, but good. But whoever stands before me will not be forgiven!

From the left and right of Munas, who was in love, the men roared and hung on the beautiful woman. No, it hit me. But the next thing Munas saw was a bright red sight, as if it were hell. The necks of several of the men who had been attacked had jumped beautifully, and the torso was blowing up blood as it stood.

"Hih... Hih!

lagging back, and escaped.

The men who were struck by Elfina's thunderstorm fall by lifting the hot air from their bodies. It's somewhat fantastic to let the perfect beauty dazzle the blonde hair, making her feel as if she's visionary of the goddess. The bandits, who were taken aback, strike more than half with the urge of beast.

I'm sorry, but I'm not interested in you.

"Seven Series Penetration" by the Spike Sword pierces the foreheads of the beasts. I wield my sword and pay for my blood, and thunderbolt again. It was like a divine punishment for the bandits who had attacked villages, taken crops and committed women.

Elsa kicks the guy around when he gets burned in the face. The men grinned humbly at the emergence of burning red hair and seemingly strong eyes, then a twinkly beautiful girl in harmony throughout. But a fireball is shot into his face. He made a boggling noise and blew his face, and some died instantly, and some were burned and screamed by a burning flame.

"That face is annoying. You can like Atashi because there's only one person in this world. Hey!

When I put my hands together, I emitted a flame that swept away.

When a gold thread flag was raised on the red ground and a dazzling light arose, Sinan realized that she had been trapped.

"Ican! Retreat. Let the retreat signal ring immediately!

Ringing the drag like a gangster and crazy. Sinan shook her right hand in and shook her trembling fist against her own teeth.

(I didn't know... there was a war maiden (Valkyrie). No, I should have considered that possibility from those unusual signs! It was for this moment that we defended ourselves to the third wave!

Not if you regret it. Sinan turned again to the battlefield. Three thousand troops on the rear right are moving toward it. On the other hand, more than six thousand troops on the rear left, have yet to move.

(We didn't need it from the beginning, like the end of the siege. If you have a war maiden, you can easily slaughter two thousand bandits, etc...)

Should I escape myself? When I held the horse's reins, I felt uncomfortable again. Two thousand and five hundred soldiers had begun their pursuit, but halted on the way. It was as if we were trying to let ourselves escape.

(Stopped the chase? Why? In addition to all those soldiers, it would be easy to win if you even had a war maiden... are you deliberately missing it?

"Sinan! The bastards are pulling up. We're getting away!

Sinan nodded at Guran's yelling with bitter thoughts and confusion.

"All armies, pursuit. Only a hundred steps away. No further pursuit required."

The soldiers, who had so far been defensive, jumped to the battlefield ecstatically at Kate's order. Thanks to the work of the Holy Knights (Paladins), we can already see the victory. Attacking enemies from here was easier than chasing rabbits. Three holy knights return as the soldiers run. My whole body was bloodstained. Kite was driven by the urge to get off the horse and rush over to that appearance.

"It's over. Kite......"

With Elfina's voice, Kate managed to keep herself as a "general".

"All three, are you hurt?

"Oh, I'm fine. They haven't slashed anywhere."

"Right. Good...... I have water in the curtain hall. The pursuit is almost over. Wipe your blood and rest."

If it is, it is for the hero to do it. However, as a general who binds soldiers, we must receive reports from each squad, such as the number of wounded. There are also arrangements such as food. I couldn't move. Kate bit her lips as she saw the three of them behind her heading to the curtain hall. Werner, watching how it went, coughed up and suggested to Kite.

"Lord Kite, there's never been a battle already. I'll take care of the ex-post. Lord Kite, serve as a hero."

"... right. I'm sorry, let me sweeten that word."

I got off the horse and ran after the three of them.

The bandit army, which collapsed in total due to the emergence of the Holy Knight (Paladin), was gathered at a scattered but pre-told assembly point. With the exception of the dead, the escaped, etc., the total troop strength was just over 1,800. At first it was unilaterally attacking. The time taken to take a counterattack is negligible. But still, he had lost more than 10% of the total.

"Nearly a hundred people were hit in that short time..."

Even the bandits gathered without escape, their expressions are dark. Some of them were even rattled and trembling. Not so long ago, the Holy Knight (Paladin) showed great power. Upon entering the curtain building, besides the chief's gulan, several men led the squadron were gathered. Their gaze on Sinan was harsh. But Guran confirmed to his staff with an unusual expression and tone.

"How many, got hit?

"More than two hundred. But some of the returnees will be unable to fight because of fear."

"Hey, Sinan... what's this all about? I heard you're going to lose on purpose, but I heard you're going to have this kind of damage. Shh!

"I admit my predictions were sweet. Women warriors exerting supernatural power by intercourse. In the country I was in, I called it the War Maiden (Valkyrie). I didn't think that would come out three times."

"We call him the Holy Knight (Paladin) over here. They say it's comparable to a thousand soldiers on its own. Head, I can't do this, can I? You can't beat those people..."

My men speak weak tones one after the other. Gullan listened all the way in silence and then punched his own thigh.

"Remember the first thing I said, Temehe and the others? Fight for your death. That's what I said, right? I'm dealing with 10,000 enemies. You must have understood that it would be a tough fight!

Those who were complaining bow down uniformly. Gullan pointed that gaze at the staff.

"Sinan, I thought you said we would obey you. Give me the next move. Figure out a way to beat them! That's your responsibility to the dead men. I won't allow you to run away on the way."

Sinan glowed those red eyes. While shocked by the advent of the Holy Knight, he observed his enemies and made various reasoning. And we had already come up with the following measures:

"Sure, those two thousand and five hundred are strong. If you fight, you lose first. Then you just have to take a way to win without fighting..."

Sinan gathered them all in front of her desk. Arrange a pawn on your desk and start talking about your next move.

"6500 that didn't move to the end...... aim for this one. But it's too different in number. So, provoke and drag him out, put him in a trap and annihilate him. Let's start with their food."

He pawned in different colors and slowly began to move.

Squeeze the cloth immersed in the water and wipe the great limbs. Carefully wipe the blood paste attached to the hair and also remove the hardened blood by adhering to the neck, arms, thighs, etc.

"I'm sorry. It is difficult to prepare a hot tub on the battlefield. That's all I can do."

"Enough. My dad also smelled like a man when he got back from the battlefield..."

That's how Elsa laughed and wiped her own face. Wash the three holy knights while Sasha and Claire also help. As she dipped the cloth in the water and shed her blood, Kite thought.

(This environment needs to change. The Holy Knight (Paladin) is also human. You won't like the smell of blood remaining. Holy Knight, can't you improve the environment for the soldiers......)

"Tomorrow, you'll be allowed into the city where the prefectural deputy is. There must be a public bath too. Until then, bear with me."

Say sorry, I'll use water to wash your hair. Then I heard a laugh from the outside.

"Ha-ha-ha! No, no, that's really awesome. The Sacred Knight (Paladin) means…"

"If I may, I don't want my daughter on the battlefield. Kate, Elfina, are you coming in?

The cloth at the entrance was rolled, and two nobles came in. At that moment, Elfina bathed her father with bucket of water, Sophia put her hand on her waist and stared dignified, and Elsa hid her chest and screamed.

"Even the Grand General will not be allowed to go in without saying no. Please be careful in the future"

Outside the curtain hall. Before William and Adrian, Kate complained while showing some anger. It would be a lie to say that you don't remember how hungry you are when another man sees your skin. But more than half of it is acting. The two nobles think they have won. But Kate herself doesn't think so at all. It's completely different from dominance and victory. The more successful it is, the more pitfalls there are. Kate knows about it.

"No, I'm sorry. I'll apologize to the Elfinas later."

The two say words of apology. Apologize to the civilian opponent, even if he is the Marquis, if he has a fault of his own. These low levels of nobility were the hallmark of neutralism. Kate nods and waits with the two of them as they are. Eventually Sophia came out first. When Williams and the others apologize, they nod and laugh a little.

"I don't care about anything. I'm not going to be embarrassed when someone else sees me."

"No, I don't think that's what this is about... well, sounds like Sophia"

Eventually the other Saints will come out. William, finishing his apology, finally smiled.

"Nevertheless, you did a good job. I survived the first battle with complete victory. After that, it'll be a sweep."

"Um, my soldiers didn't turn up after all, did they? Lord Kite, you've done a great job."

In response to the two smiles, Kate narrowed her eyes slightly and shook her head.

"Again, you both seem alarmed. Change the location to see what's going on."

I saw Werner coming back. Noble, take the Holy Knight. Kite started walking.

"Werner, how was the damage?

"There are thirty-one people who have suffered minor cuts, seventeen who fell and sustained injuries during the pursuit, and (d) who have suffered foot frustrations, more than that. They're all minor injuries, no impact on the next battle, no deaths."

"How many did you take?

"The exact number has not yet been finalized, but it is expected to be approximately two hundred"

William was surprised to hear the number two hundred. He put in three holy knights, defeated the enemy, and pursued his back. I thought it was a little more.

"Two hundred... I guess cutting 10% of our enemies is enough for the first war..."

"I could have won a little more...... Sir Roglaia, is that what you think? There are two reasons. One is because the majority of the soldiers, myself included, were in the first line. No matter how well you practice, it's not like an actual battle. First battles are easy to die. So I was thorough on defense. Protect even and make the Holy Knight appear at a stage when the enemy has been attacked. In an instant, the enemy was in a state of panic. Clean the fleeing enemy. The soldiers who experience defense, and victory, feel confident. The next battle will be a whole other army."

"I see. So you were combining a soldier in action... so what's the second reason?

"If we break our enemies here, aren't you two, anyway, the other nobles, not funny? Because they take everything in their handles while they keep the soldiers going this far."

"Oh man...... were you caring like that? So, whatever I did..."

"Regardless of who the Fairchilds are, I was wondering if the two Javalist houses might be a hassle of sorts. If it was unnecessary, I apologize."

"No, I'm pretty sure it actually helped. Let's just talk about it here."

Even though, he is neutral in a weak position. There will be a wave of wind even if you put too much handle on it. Political considerations are indispensable. For confirmation, William turned his gaze to Adrian. Adrian Duma nodded, impressed by the youth in front of him.

The six families gather again. While Marquis Jean Leblanc acknowledged the victory of the First World War to Eagle, it was only against the Roglaia family, the Duma family. I can't even look at the kites.

"That said, the bandits are still there. The crusade must continue. We fought the first battle. Whether it's from the character of the house or the strength of the army, I'd like to ask you to run for the Leblanc climate next time.

I also endorse the words of William, Count Lacroix of the Fairchild, Baron Luconto. Javalist soldiers make up half of the total. LeBlanc had to snort, even as he cracked the comet. If we make a rejection here, we may not only be defamed by cowards, but even suspected of loyalty to the kingdom. At the heart of William, the six military conferences proceeded, and at the end of the day, Kate was asked for his opinion.

"Just one thing… Ladies and gentlemen, please take care of the food and the security around you. The enemy's power has been cut by two thousand. But there's a way for the enemy to reverse from there. Burning down our food and plunging it into hunger. Or to harm everyone who is the owner of each house. The enemy is a former bandit. The infiltration will be yours."

"Humph... it's a cowardly, shallow measure. Such a lowlife measure, only a civilian can think of."

Count Loronoa Piana throws up and throws up. "Well, well," William exclaimed, opening with it. On the way back to the curtain building, he is called to a halt by the Fairchild counts Joel Lacroix and Raymond Luconto. He wants to hear the prospects of this battle. Kate raised her eyebrows unexpectedly. I thought there were different figures in the same aristocracy.

Four heads of the Neutral and Fairchild families gather in the curtain building of the Rogue Laia army. Kate spread the map of Parkshire Prefecture on her desk and began to talk about her prospects.

"The first thing you need to recognize is that the enemy is a former bandit. I mean, they're the ones who've lived freely. While you're winning, it's good, but that's the kind of guy who thinks about running away if you lose even once. Whether the enemy leader has a generator or not, his morale must have been greatly reduced by this defeat."

Confirming that they all nodded, Kate went on to explain.

"We're currently flying scouts to find out how the enemy is doing, but if the enemy is going to retreat to Ursus Taiwan like this, that's fine. Parkshire Province will have recovered and will have reached its original goal. But if the enemy still wants to fight in this situation, the only way to win is by surprise. As I said earlier, you will either be after the food or your destiny…"

"Soldiers are managed by their respective armies. The Roglaia and Duma families have few troops, so warehouses are set up in formation..."

"That's the same for us. Lacroix, Luconto, both families are protecting their food in bulk."

"As far as I'm concerned, what worries me most is the food of both Javalist houses, especially the Marquis Army of LeBlanc. Count Piana may or may not have adjacent territories to replenish, but in the case of Marquis Leblanc it is difficult to replenish them from the territory. If we lose our food, we will either borrow it from each house or we will be forced to withdraw."

"Does Lord Chevalier think the enemy is going after the LeBlanc Marquis?

To Baron Duma's inquiry, Kate thought for a few moments and nodded.

"In the first war, we did win. But some things have been lost. The enemy's staff shall observe the battlefield and this side shall be divided by factions. And I learned that there was an imbalance in the force in each faction. From the movements since the advent of the Holy Knight, we may also have guessed that there has been a conflict between the Javalists and the Neutralists."

"To such detail..."

"The enemy's staff is quite a cutter. I think the first war, too, was anticipating losing. I don't think you anticipated until the advent of the Holy Knight, but even from that rate of retreat, you apparently assumed to retreat from the beginning. The enemy has lost two hundred. Instead, we know what's inside this one. You'll get the most out of that. Don't be alarmed. It's an advantage now, but we didn't win."

Kate caught her face tight and advised.

Ilham Sinan was staring at three pawns lined up at his desk.

"6500, 3000, 2500... but what's actually troublesome is this 2500. Perhaps here is a staff officer with the same powers as me."

The formation that stopped the corrugated attack, the timing of putting in the Holy Knight, and the onslaught from the defensive formation, all had no place to lose. But the only thing I couldn't understand was stopping the chase on the way. Would we miss that decisive opportunity just because of the political problems between the nobles?

"For unreasonable reasons… let's put sacrifices on other nobles, for example, or not want the victory of the kingdom itself… is that such a personal reason? If so, this staff is brilliant, but somewhere distorted."

In any case, it is impossible to reverse the current situation with one hand. With a pawn showing 2500 in his hand, Sinan thought for a while.

"To beat this army, there are those who stand in the way. The general, the staff, the heroes. Except for these, I guess I can win..."

Even though, an undercover assassination makes it extremely difficult. Well, it was impossible to kill multiple dignitaries in one formation at the same time. I sighed like I gave up and put the pawn on my desk. It is much earlier that Ilham Sinan learns that only one person had these three roles.