Albrecht's Chronicles

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The next morning Albrecht went early in the morning to meet with Randolph and to see 30,000 troops encamped.

Even Albrecht was tired of how handsome it was. This was the first time I'd seen an army like this since I left Calteren.

All the infantry had helmets and spears, and the cavalry shouted in front of them.

The cavalry carries spears and a bent sword or iron mace around their waist. And everyone was carrying a bow, and several of them were wearing bards.

And in the middle of the 30,000 troops, there was what appeared to be Amas. Of course it wasn't made of gold, but it looked like it was made of gold on the outside.

Surrounded by mercenaries from the North.

The cheeks are thin and the black beard is beautifully groomed, but not as big in build, but charisma flows through the snow. He was watching Albrecht.

Randolph, who is not empathetic to his opinions, looks bored.

“Master, why don't you head back to Yatai 'ik and take a look at the opportunity later? ”

Albrecht does not answer. He was bored, too, but his natural struggle was burning through his heart.

But at the same time, my head was never cold. Albrecht carefully observed the anatomy of his enemies.

It didn't look like there were any other archers. Depending on the situation, the cavalry seems to play the role of the archers, but the archers are unable to use their strength when fighting against each other. I had to swap weapons.

Rather, it was dominant in numbers, so it seemed like it was just being used as a cavalry. It was better for Albrecht, who had no archers.

The problem was that the cavalry was more numerous than 1,000 or his knights, and of course the number of infantry soldiers was no match.

The infantry soldiers led by Albrecht were Gambison, a short chain of armor covering their torso and upper arms, and a moderate infantry with a cloth on top.

The rest of the former baboons were just armed with heavy Gambison, each with an iron helmet with a pole.

But the enemy, together, was a mediator. It seemed like we had to use as many knights as possible to conceive of tactics and pushing foot soldiers. But how?

Amas simply told his cavalry to stop the knights, but Albrecht was unable to win. How are we supposed to outrun those heavyweights?

Albrecht continues to look closely at his enemies, suddenly leaping forward with his shield and axe. Randolph follows you with a Knight's Flag, startled.

Albrecht stared at them, riding his horse bravely in front of them, even though the vast army of 30,000 were plotting in an orderly fashion.

The hostiles were just wondering if Albrecht was up to something, or if he wanted to die. What the hell is that?

However, as the thunder erupted from Albrecht's mouth, the nearby enemies almost broke their butts.

“Amas! Come out! Let me see your face!”

Amaz hears something in his ear from a nearby guard, and comes forward without hesitation. Albrecht was a little surprised by this.

Dozens of escorts, of course, encountered Albrecht far enough away.

I saw what Amaz was saying to the person next to him. Then the man who heard Amas shouts.

“You must be the Devil of Albert! ”

“Yes! I am Albrecht! ”

And then the guard said something back to Amas. Amaz thought for a moment and said to the guard guard.

“You are the king! ”

“I am not a king! Master of the Lizen Knights! Knight Albrecht of the Northern Continent! ”

When the escort translator translates, Amas nods and says again, for some reason.

“The great King Asayin says: He acknowledges you as the king of the Lyant Coast! He does not need to swear allegiance, and treats him as an equal king! ”

Albrecht's words end in disappearance. However, the smile did not stop, but he burst into a big smile.

“Wa-ha-ha-ha!”

Along with Amas, his guard, Randolph, and his 30,000 troops were all silent, but only the laughter of Albrecht echoed through the air.

Albrecht stops laughing for a long time and yells at Amas with his axe.

“I wish to be king myself, no one can make me king! ”

The escort translates, but Amaz stares at Albrecht and says nothing. Albrecht shouts again.

“Do not run from the battle. Fight bravely. Amas!”

Finally, Albrecht returns with Randolph. Amas continues to stare at Albrecht's back.

Albrecht has already cleared his mind of returning to Yatai 'q or planning a future.

You roll your fiercely combat-born genius head to see how you can outrun the enemy's heavy artillery.

After thinking about going back and forth for a long time, I felt a lightning strike in my head.

Immediately, he called the executives and ordered them.

“Tomorrow we will fight. The infantry will put 2,000 on the center, 2,000 on the left and 2,000 on the right. Except in the center, align the two wings at an oblique angle. ”

The executives gathered were just confused by Albrecht's words.

You want me to bend it and line it up? And what makes the center the thickest? Shouldn't we be driving our troops to the right? No, but are you really fighting against 30,000?

Albrecht looked at Randolph and Herman.

“I'll remove the Knight 300 and leave it to you, Randolph. You'll take the left. Don't rush, just protect. Stop the enemy cavalry when they charge in. I'll lead the rest of the Knights myself. Herman, you will command the center. Don't think you have to crush the enemy, just hold on as long as you can. ”

Randolph and Hermann nod. They had never followed Albrecht and disobeyed a direct order.

Albrecht glances back at them and says,

“This battle will be difficult. Commander's not supposed to say this, but he could die. ”

Herman answered bluntly.

“Do I look like I'm afraid of death? ”

Randolph grins.

“You've already won against 30,000 if you're a merchant. ”

Hermann smiles, not offended by Randolph's words. Senior knights and infantry captains who were nervous about the two commanders' conversations were also a little relieved.

Albrecht looks at them and says,

“I remember three things I promised you. I don't know about anything else, but I will protect the third. You have never been defeated by following me around. The same is true this time. If you break 30,000, think about what's in their encampment. This is your chance to change your life. Fight bravely with me. ”

Albrecht was inspiring, not just by appealing to their courage, but by referring to the supplies at the encampment. I had to use anything to get the knights and soldiers to fight now.

And explained the operation.

“Tomorrow, when I give the order, march slowly. I will bounce out between the left and center and run to the right. Then the enemy cavalry must follow me. Don't be afraid. Keep moving forward. ”

Randolph, Hermann and the rest of the executives are just listening to Albrecht. They have no idea what he means.

Instead of trying to understand them, Albrecht explained to me that I should not be embarrassed by his movements tomorrow.

“I will surely outrun the enemy's cavalry and push into the center. Then we must dispatch a detached enemy unit. That's where the battle is. We need to push them hard. ”

Albrecht emphasizes, and everyone nods with a serious face.

They don't have tactical hair, but they did have a little rice rolling in the field. Everyone had an eye for the moment of victory and defeat.

Since then, Albrecht has repeatedly explained his operations to them.

Stay strong. Encourage Albrecht to discipline the enemy. There were only two of them, but once the battle was over, my mind would go white. It was important to stick it in my head.

“That's all I have to say about the operation. Rest your knights and soldiers. First thing in the morning, I'll be in shape and ready to move in. Dismissed.”

As Albrecht speaks, Randolph, Hermann, the lead knights and infantry commanders take their places.

They reassured the bias and thought about the shape they should have tomorrow. And his heart went crazy. You're really fighting off 30,000.

Albrecht sits alone in his tent thinking. The evasion of the enemy cavalry required perfect timing.

There should have been no deviation. Regardless of his strength, he needed his full potential as a cavalry commander leading the knights. And many times, I imagined a battle that would come tomorrow. I will do nothing wrong.

In fact, Albrecht beat as much as Randolph, Hermann, the senior knights, and the infantry commanders.

I confidently said in front of them, but tomorrow's battle will also be a test of a lifetime's fate.

Perhaps tomorrow is the day when the wings will be broken and fall. But at the same time, I was overwhelmed by excitement that could not be compared to the battle with Michael or the war in the middle.

It really was a battle that he put his whole life, or even the future, on the line. 9,000 troops, as well as themselves, did so. You will surely win.

In Albrecht's heart, the struggle that was inevitable, with only a few heroes in human history, rose vigorously.

The next morning, Albrecht gets up and rides alone, riding east. I wanted to see the rising sun.

After a long wait, the Sloane Sun reaches out its head. No matter who died, no matter how dead, the sun always came to mind.

With the sun reaching out to Nuri in an instant, Albrecht's blonde hair flashes. The blue eyes once again filled the sun.

I wanted to ask you, who will win today? However, the sun only looked at Albrecht indifferently.

Albrecht ordered the sun to turn its back, return to his seriousness, and get ready for the plains.

The soldiers' expressions don't look so good. Whatever the tactics, fraud was really subtle.

No matter how good the operation was, the low morale was the loss, and the high operational morale was the win.

If there's truly magic in the world, it's a soldier's deception.

Go to the plains and when the soldiers are in formation, Albrecht thinks about his speech. I wish that speech could work its magic.

< 68 This was the last free ride. > End