episode_0065

Early in the morning, the commander was quickly awakened by reports that the enemy was moving.

He comes out of the tent wearing thick armor.

“Adjutant, what is the situation?”

The adjutant speaks with a nervous expression.

“It is said that the enemy is forming a formation and heading towards this place.”

The commander nods at those words.

“Arrange your formation as instructed at dawn.”

“Yes!”

The commander smiles in remorse as he sees his adjutant disappearing somewhere like that.

‘It is impossible to guarantee that we will absolutely win the war, but… the enemy is at a disadvantage compared to our allies in everything. ‘Perhaps I can deliver good news.’

***

An older-looking general opens his mouth.

“Commander Agrippa.”

A handsome man with blonde hair looking at the enemy from a horse.

“Commander Agrippa, how about defeating the troops now?”

Agrippa does not respond to those words but looks at the enemy’s positions.

Seeing that calm and weak appearance, the old general sighs inwardly.

‘Agripa will be a great general in the future, but isn’t this the first war? So, we need to make them give up this ridiculous strategy as soon as possible.’

With that thought in mind, the old general opens his mouth.

“Commander Agrippa?”

Agrippa, who was staring into the distance, spoke.

“Perhaps because there is an ocean, the air smells salty.”

The old general sighs and says at his unexpected words.

“Commander Agrippa. This plan is too reckless.”

‘It makes no sense to rely on the risky tactic of exposing the fate of the Grand Duchy to a weak enemy, inducing an attack, and destroying it.’

In fact, the old general does not prefer to wage such a reckless war, as he has served the Ryan family not only since the previous archduke, but also since the prewar archduke.

The old general, who believes that the basis of war is to win in advance and then fight, does not prefer this type of gambling strategy.

‘If the enemy doesn’t come over, then there is no turning back.’

At that time, the Grand Duchy will collapse and we will have no choice but to engage in humiliating negotiations.

Is it because he felt the old general’s concern? A handsome blonde man opens his mouth.

“Don’t worry. General Enrique. Enemies will definitely get caught.”

It is difficult for the old general to understand Agrippa’s confident appearance.

Is this genius so confident because he sees something I don’t see? Or is it just a trick of a genius?

There are very few people in the Grand Duchy who think highly of Agrippa.

Among them, Enrique felt this while discussing the topic of war with Agrippa.

‘Agripa is a genius of war.’

I have never seen anyone so skilled in psychological warfare.

I have never seen anyone who is so adept at both correct attack and strategy.

I don’t have any experience yet, but I think Agrippa is the only person who can be considered a genius in the dangerous place called war, more so than anyone he has ever seen in his life.

‘But… this is a gamble.’

It is true that we are outnumbered, but the moment the army from another city captures the enemy’s fortress during the sit-in in Win, the enemy will have to choose whether to retreat or die.

So enemies cannot stay in Wynn for long.

If it becomes a long-term war, the Duke may turn to capturing cities one by one in the country, but it is also possible to conclude a truce in the meantime.

In the meantime, there is a way to resolve it diplomatically, or there is a way to deal with them with support from the Grand Duke’s maternal family.

In the end, Enrique knows very well that if it goes on for a long time, they will have no choice but to step down.

However, he does not know that Devian and Agrippa did not choose a safe method because they knew that the Grand Duchy’s debt would increase accordingly.

“This is gambling.”

At those words, Agrippa speaks in a playful voice.

“It is not gambling. The enemy’s commander, Philip, was an outstanding man.”

Enrique also seems to agree with those words.

“That’s right, he is not a member of the Grand Duchy, but he participated in several wars and achieved remarkable results each time.”

Agrippa answers those words with a confident voice.

“So he has no choice but to be caught. Let’s wait and see.”

That moment…

Red spheres fall from the sky on our soldiers.

-Quaang!

Agrippa smiles as he sees the magic falling into the ground and falling on the spearmen at the front.

“You are engaged in a search war. Then, I will have to respond accordingly.”

A moment of silence.

“All spearmen on the front line spread out!”

Enrique feels deep despair at those words.

***

The situation is imminent as both formations face each other.

Philip, the commander-in-chief of the opposing principality, is puzzled as he looks at the enemy’s formation.

“That’s strange…”

I get lost in thought as I look at the thickly deployed troops on the left and right and the relatively thin center.

‘It’s reckless and too focused on attack. In this case, it makes sense to aim for the center.’

Philip felt that there was currently a sea to the west, so there was not enough space for the cavalry that the Grand Duchy was proud of.

In fact, the cavalry of the Grand Duchy is all deployed to the east.

‘It’s a good thing I deployed the spearmen and cavalry to the east in advance because I thought this would happen.’

Philip wonders if the enemies are thinking the same thing after seeing many spearmen deployed to the east.

‘I don’t have any experience, but I don’t think it’s a placement that the head of the military academy would think of.’

Are you full of pride? Or could something be different?

‘Shall we take a look at the liver first?’

“Wizards shoot fireballs at the enemy.”

When the adjutant gave a hand signal, the flag was quickly moved.

And… soon.

Colorful sparks fall towards the enemy.

-Quaang!

Philip, who saw a loud explosion, quickly relaxed and watched the enemy’s reaction.

‘You didn’t deploy a defense wizard? Normally, it is basic to place a wizard in each unit who reduces the power of attack magic…’

I feel puzzled as I see the enemy taking a direct hit from magic without any defensive magic.

‘First, shall we take a look at the enemy’s response? Now, how are you going to move?’

Are you going to attack? Or should I check the liver?

At that moment, the spear troops in charge of the enemy’s front line began to spread out in a spread formation.

and…

-Quaang!

He gives an urgent order as he sees many fireballs flying towards his allies.

“Barrier magic!, Unleash the barrier magic!”

Even before Philip’s orders were given to the troops…

The transparent membrane blocks the fireball and reduces its power. It becomes a small flame and disperses in the air.

I get lost in thought as I watch the magic pouring in from the west.

‘The firepower is much stronger than expected. Did all the defense wizards turn to attack?’

Philip begins to calculate in his head as he sees the enemy’s firepower being stronger than expected.

‘The center can break through at any time. And if there is a wizard stationed in the west…’

What kind of stupid thing is this?

Of course, if you place important wizards on the sea side, you only have to block enemies on one side, so it can be seen as textbook and correct.

but…

The center is weak, so if it is breached, you will quickly be surrounded and have to deal with three sides, and it will be difficult to use strong magic due to the five explosions.

“Hmm… Then, was he just an inexperienced kid?”

He imagines the enemy’s response in various ways in his head and then speaks as if he has made up his mind.

“Adjutant Orders the entire army to advance, and the cavalry in the center is to target and attack the areas where the enemy is spread out!”

With those words, the adjutant sends a hand signal, and the flag flutters.

As the flag flutters splendidly, Philip sees the entire army slowly moving forward, rubbing his palms together and thinking.

‘Now, let’s see what you can do.’

A cavalry troop slowly cantering behind the infantry.

They head towards the gap between the infantry and soon come to the front line and begin to form a triangle shape.

and…

-Rank, clatter!

The speeding cavalry attacks the enemies spread out with long spears between their sides.

When the vertex of the triangle collides with the scattered spearmen, Philip smiles inwardly as he sees a hole easily forming.

It’s ridiculous that the war ended so easily.

Soon the infantry will penetrate the gap and surround the enemy’s left flank.

Then, I think that the enemy will somehow rush in to save the magic unit on the left, and the friendly infantry will act as an anvil to block it, and the cavalry that penetrates the enemy will pound the rear of the enemy infantry like a hammer and grind it down.

Now, at best, the enemy’s most threatening attack is the cavalry to the east.

When he concentrated on seeing how they would move, Philip’s eyes fell out in such absurdity.

“Are they trying to target our wizards now?”

A unit positioned to the east of the enemy rushing towards our spearmen and cavalry.

‘It would have made more sense for them to save their allies who are in danger.’

Philip thinks it’s reckless, not just reckless, but foolish.

“The chief… he was just an idiot. Cavalry and spearmen block enemy attacks.”

As he gives an order to his adjutant, the army of the opposing principality blocks the enemy and a battle begins.

How much time has passed?

Philip is lost in thought as he sees the enemy’s western army holding out better than expected while surrounded.

‘We’re being attacked on three sides, but we’re holding out longer than expected. As expected, the quality of the commanders and soldiers is excellent.’

But as time goes by, they too will become tired and break down.

Then the magic units will be destroyed and the rotation will end.

“Adjutant, why has our cavalry not yet crushed the enemy?”

It’s not visible from a distance, but if the cavalry commander had any idea, he should have broken the enemy’s line by now by pounding the enemy’s rear.

“Hmm… I can’t see well either, so aren’t the soldiers of the Grand Duchy strong? It seems like they’re doing a good job, but it will soon fall apart.”

‘No matter how good the quality is, there must be a limit to what infantry can withstand against cavalry, right?’

At that thought, Philip felt uneasy…

“Sir… Commander! Huh… I can see the cavalry from the rear.”

The adjutant says in confusion.

“Cavalry?”

At those words, Philip turned around…

Hundreds of knights wearing golden flying armor came into view.

Philip suddenly speaks with the expression of having been hit with a hammer.

“Tuesday…Golden Knights? Why are they here?”