The King of Knights in a Different World

"The emperor of Rome didn't want us to have the strength to go east in a short time, so as to prevent Britain from intervening in the war between Rome and Russia"

"Completely correct.

If you think about it this way, can you understand what they have done during this period of time?"

The opponent has been provoking in this way for a while, in order to attract Britain to attack the city.

Normally, if annoyed by them.

Maybe there will be thoughts like 'Since you dare not attack, let me attack'.

Once they enter this kind of runaway thinking, the result is just as they want.

In the end, they may not even need support, and they will be able to accomplish their intended purpose.

"Understood.

It seems that the opponent has the same idea as us, this time it is not an attack for the territory, but an attack for the defense."

Rungomigniad has gone through many battles before, but this is the first time that the current war has been replaced by offense, so some people have not changed their minds.

"There is an old saying in my hometown: use offense instead of defense.

It's very appropriate to use here.

Believe me, they don't want to see their country locked in a long war with Britain, it's just for Ross to take advantage of it."

"Maybe that's right.

But the things in front of us...the Roman army can't help but deal with it."

"Well, that's true.

There is.

Let's go! Go back, I thought of a good idea."

Speaking of this, Lucifer suddenly had a good idea in his heart.

"Is there a strategic plan so soon?"

"It's not surprising, Mia.

If you can accurately judge the opponent's strategic intentions, it is not difficult to formulate combat strategies on this basis.

The difficulty is actually execution, and how to introduce the other party's ideas into the position you want him to go to."

Lucifer's words greatly touched Rungomignard.

She instinctively felt that she was far from Lucifer as a strategist.

"Been taught a lesson.

I somewhat understand your intention of choosing me as your deputy, please let me be your deputy in this war."

Thinking of this, Rungomignard said so.

"Of course."

Saying that, Lucifer mounted the war horse while waiting for Lungomignard to follow.

After cleaning the battlefield here, Lucifer left here with the knights.

no.310 three musketeers

As winter approached, it was cold inside the camp in Rome, and the soldiers completed their patrols as usual.

In the big tent in the center, the three legion commanders are conducting war games against the huge sand table.

Of course, they only did this kind of thing when they were bored, and at the same time they wanted to see if they could find a way to complete the task, and even defeat Lucifer.

But for now, they get nothing.

"Oh! That's how it is, the heat needs to be increased here."

Arash, who was sitting on the seat next to him, was concentrating on a book while muttering.

In front of his eyes, Anthony was engaged in a sand table decisive battle with Lucius.

They hadn't won against Anthony in the previous competitions, so this time Lucius asked for a joint attack and asked Arash to be his strategist.

Hearing Arash's voice now, Lucius with his back turned to Arash seemed to be encouraged.

Although he didn't see what Arash was doing, he felt that Arash's level was at least better than his, so.

"Intensify the heat now! Good! Listen to you, the whole army assaults."

Lucius made a decision.

"At this time, the whole army is attacking, you are too impatient, Lucius!"

Anthony looked at the battle situation on the sand table and felt a little strange.

Under normal circumstances, this is not a good opportunity to attack.

But he didn't understand why Arash suddenly felt like he had a chance.

Just as he was coping, a different voice came from Arash.

"Now it's going to suddenly drop in temperature again!"

Arash's voice revealed surprise.

"Cool down now! The whole army stops attacking."

After Lucius heard it, he immediately started operating again.

Then... "You are still ordering to stop the attack, it is really a ghost's operation, you are advancing and stopping again.

Look, now ambushes."

Anthony really defeated Lucius' army.

Seeing the scene before him, Lucius fell into complete silence.

Why did he lose more this time than before?

The outcome on the sand table has been decided, but Arash's voice over there has not stopped.

"Finally, we need to add this kind of spice and start the pot again.

That's it, I understand."

"Get on the pot! What the hell do you understand.

I've lost and you're looking at...the recipe!"

The moment Lucius saw the title of the book in Arash's hand, he felt that he had been tricked.

He snatched the recipe from Arash's hand, and saw the name on the recipe.

"British Food and Cooking Handbook", authored by Knight King.

After seeing this, Lucius looked at Arash blankly.

His fists were already clenched, and an urge to beat someone was rising from his heart.

"Did I just say something?"

Arash snatched his manual and hid it.

This little manual was bought back from Britain with great difficulty.

Of course, Lucifer would definitely not be so bored to write recipes and sell them.

It is Al's masterpiece to combine these ......... and sell them.

Because she was worried about her level, she also used Lucifer's.

From her point of view, what belongs to Lucifer is her, what belongs to her is... Lucifer's, it's nothing.

Then, the thing unexpectedly caught fire.

The recipes that people could only get through some maids in the palace can now be bought directly and cheaply. The result is predictable.

"I just fought hard on the battlefield, but you are looking at the recipe here. It's the recipe of Britain, or the recipe written by the King of Knights. You are betraying the country, do you know?"

Lucius came to Arash and tapped Arash on the shoulder.

"It's just a cookbook, it's not that serious."

Arash was somewhat disapproving of this.

At this time, Anthony stood up and said something fair.

"Arash, this kind of thing can be big or small.

If you are not a legion leader but a small soldier, you may be treated as a spy at any time.

That... is... evidence of your treason."

If this cookbook is only from Britain, the problem may not be so serious, but the problem is that its author is the King of Knights.

"That said, it's not that serious.

This thing can be seen everywhere in Britain, two copies for one silver coin, very cheap."

"Two copies"

"That's right! The first volume and the second volume, the first volume and the second volume I just recorded mainly record the recipes of dim sum.

Well, you have to study hard when you go back.

But it’s very strange, why does it write the knight king instead of the knight king’s name? I’m afraid that other people won’t know it.”

Arash's exclamation made the two next to him very speechless.

"..."

"..."

After being speechless, they didn't want to say anything more.

After all, they would never believe Arash's treason or something.

They were just too bored just now, so they found a topic.

"The King of Knights is right across from us, you like what he makes so much, why don't you ask him personally?"

Anthony made a little joke at this time.

"I do.

But in this situation, I would have been directly tied up as a hostage by them in the past, maybe I would be beheaded for public display.

But...Anthony, if you can come up with a good idea to capture the King of Knights, I will be the first to ask him."

Arash responded to his friend's ridicule with a smile.

To say that if the two countries are not in a state of war, but in friendly exchanges, of course he would like to ask Lucifer for advice.

But now, he doesn't want to be killed by a click.

It's true that he has confidence in himself, but it doesn't mean that he will expand to the point where he can single out Lucifer or even Rungomignard.

"It's daytime now, don't dream there.

If I do catch him, why do you think I'm still here playing with this muscular idiot."

Anthony gave Arash a white look.

The order he received was to try his best to weaken Britain's military power in the east. If it didn't work, he would focus on preserving his strength. At worst, he would have to wait for support from the south to attack.

During this month, he has made many small moves, trying to lure Lucifer to separate his troops and then carry out an ambush.

But unfortunately, it didn't work even once.

Even his idea of ​​provoking Lucifer and letting Lucifer attack the city in agitation failed.

Now he is thinking all day about how to complete the task.

But I couldn't think of a good way for a while.

"Muscles are a man's waste. I'm just not as good as you, but I'm not an idiot. You have to figure this out, my dear Anthony."

Lucius showed his muscles narcissistically.