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"Well, if it can upset the enemy, I\'m sure that would be a good thing..."

"Very well. Let\'s do it. I\'ll send an imperial order to Lyssen."

Three days later, a quick horse from the imperial capital arrived at the southern border area.

"What is this letter?"

Reissen, commander of the Imperial Southern Army Corps, expresses his displeasure.

"What on earth is going on?"

"Look at this."

Lyssen hands his men a document that has just been delivered to him.

"Is Mr. Bartham coming in the name of His Majesty? And what\'s more, I have a mission and I have to follow the instructions...?"

"Humph, His Majesty, who has never fought in a battle, intervenes in the field at the drop of a hat.... And it\'s a polite imperial order. My God, this is making my head hurt!

Lyssen looked up to the heavens. It was only a short time later that he was told that Linos had arrived at the imperial camp.

"...Why are you here?"

Lyssen rolls his eyes in surprise without even saying hello.

"No, I\'m on a long vacation."

"A vacation?"

No wonder you\'re surprised. I was standing next to Lafayence, the Commander of the Northern Legion.

"I have orders from His Majesty. "His Majesty has ordered me to guard the Marquis de Berthaume."

"... What happened to the northern army?"

They\'ll manage without me.

"..."

"Well, don\'t worry. I can\'t be away from the capital for long. We\'ll see what the Marquis has in store for us, and then we\'ll be off.

Lafayence laughed it off, and Lyssen looked at him with stinky eyes.

"...I guess the first one to make a move loses..."

The old general and I, guided by Lyssen, had come to the top of the mountain where we could see both the imperial and the imperial army.

"Yes. Both armies are doing everything they can to lure the enemy out, but the enemy shows no sign of moving.

"The enemy knows that if they move, they will lose. But there is a limit to this kind of stalemate, isn\'t there?

"My Imperial Army will not move an inch until we have achieved victory."

"Don\'t be so sure, Mr. Lyssen. We\'ve been here for almost a month. I\'m sure your men are getting tired of the war. I understand that you can\'t say that because of your position as commander of the southern army.

Lyssen turned away with a pout.

"You\'re in the mountains, so I\'m sure there will be many attacks from demons."

"We\'re managing that."

"...Well, there are hundreds of thousands of people in all these mountains.

"...I told you not to worry!"

Lyssen urged us to leave. We were led to a large tent. The staff of the southern army was there.

"Well, let\'s hear what the honorable Marquis has in store for us, shall we?"

I explain the plan to the bureaucrats.

"...Well, I understand the plan to lure the enemy. I hope it works. But then comes the problem. Why should we build such a thing?"

"Well, please cooperate with us as much as you can. Well, we\'ll get right on it.

"Well, this should be fun!"

The old general and I left the place and headed for the rendezvous point with Knogen and the others.

"Well then, Knogen, take good care of them.

"Leave it to me."

We had come to the Irbezi River, where the two armies were engaged in a standoff. On the other side of the river, Ramallon\'s army had built a strong defense line, including a fence. Knogen took out a steel thread from his pocket and aimed it at one of the Lamarong soldiers.

Suddenly, one of the Lamaron soldiers on the other side of the river flies through the air. He falls into the river near the Imperial Guard.

The soldier who flew through the air looks around, not knowing what just happened.

"All right, go!"

At Lafayence\'s command, five SS pieces attack the Lamaron soldiers. He rushes to his feet and runs away through the river. The SS do not kill him immediately, but keep a certain distance from him and drive him away.

"Hey, look! Over there! Our soldiers are being attacked!"

About 20 Lamarong soldiers came out from the opposite bank and tried to attack the SS.

"Go, go!"

Fifty SS men attack the Lamarong soldiers. As they were doing so, the Lamarong soldiers on the other side of the river started to move, and one of them began to move.

"Now!"

I fire a scorching bullet into the sky. That\'s the signal for some of the imperial troops to move. Like Lamar\'s army, they begin to advance through the river. They have fewer troops than Ramallon\'s army. The Lamarong side notices this and pushes out more troops.

"Retreat!"

When the Lamarong army reached the middle of the river, the imperial army started to retreat. Ramallon\'s army moves into a pursuit position, hoping to catch up with the Imperials. Just as the head of the column was about to cross the river, a hail of arrows and magic rained down on the Lamarons from the forest.

What the hell is going on at the front? Report!"

General Caries raises his voice. There was movement on the front lines, where he had given strict orders not to move. Moreover, the Imperial Army seems to be moving on its own. This was something that should not have happened.

"The 2nd Army deployed on the left is charging!"

"Get them out of here now! I order you all to return to your posts!"

With a voice filled with anger, Caries relayed the order to his messenger.

But once in motion, and with the army deployed in the river, it was difficult to move, and Ramallon\'s soldiers fell prey to the imperial archers\' arrows and magic, one after the other, exposing their corpses in the river. Unfortunately, the soldiers of the Second Army entered the river one after another to save their own soldiers from the river, and were shot at, causing even more damage.

"All right, let\'s rip off the left flank of the enemy line!"

Lafayence mounts his horse and rides off. There was a warrior on horseback riding like the wind.

"Retreat!" ！！！！ Retreat!!!!!!! Retreat ah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

They run along the riverbank with a loud cry that even the Imperial Army on the other side of the river echoes. The Imperial Army stops moving for a moment.

The Lamarons, hearing the voice of the cavalryman, began to rush back to their own positions. The cavalryman protects his shield from arrows and magic, and calls out to the soldiers on the front line.

"It\'s all right now! Don\'t panic, retreat! The imperial army is not chasing us!!!!!!!"

Like a receding wave, they pulled away. But the river was overflowing with dead Lamarons, stained red with their spilled blood.

"Well done, Marquis. We have succeeded first of all.

Knogen comes to me with a big smile on his face.

"d*mn... If that knight hadn\'t been here, I would have been able to go into battle!

Lafayence regrets this.

"No, General, if you get hurt here, I\'ll be in trouble with His Majesty. Get off your horse first."

Reluctantly, the old general dismounts. Then he looks across the river.

"That knight, he was a good leader."

"Yes. I never thought you\'d ride into the front lines with only one rider.

"Yes, it\'s not easy to do. Lamaron must have some good knights.

We are impressed by the quick retreat of Lamar\'s army, and we get ready for the next mission.

"... What do you mean, Almond?"

"..."

At the headquarters of the Lamarong Army, in the midst of the staff, the angry voice of General Callies was directed at the Commander of the Almond Army.

"...I thought the Second Army would be destroyed if we didn\'t do something..."

"That\'s why he left his own army. And it is not a praiseworthy action to take with only one rider. If you die, who will command the Third Army?

"With all due respect, General, how can a general ask his men to die if he does not risk his own life!

"How old are you now, Almond?"

"... I\'m 32 years old."

"At such a young age, you have the generalship to be appointed commander of the Third Army. You should learn to behave more like a general.

Almond stared at General Callies. His voice was angry, but his eyes were cold as ice.

"Almond. If the general dies, the battle is lost. A general must live until the end. What about your actions? One wrong move and you could have died. If you die, the Third Army will collapse. If that happens, the battle will be overwhelmingly unfavorable to the Empire. Do you understand?"

Almond said nothing, bowed, and left.

"Yes... he has the generalship. It\'s too bad."

"General, isn\'t the post of corps commander too heavy for a commoner like Almond?"

It is Zizeu, the commander of the 2nd Army, who expresses his opinion in a catlike voice.

"But his work saved the Second Army from being destroyed. Am I wrong?"

"Ha..."

Zizeu bowed his head with an apologetic look on his face.

It was already getting late in the evening.