Beginning with disqualification, the Growing Magic Guide Road! - Spell Development Sometimes War Jou

- The operation drawn up by General Grants was supposed to be perfect.

After letting the crusaders who fight on the Mildoor Plains grab the deceptive victory, we will try to help Seylan retreat and ambush and take this away.

Yes, it's perfect. It's a flawless operation with no flaws whatsoever.

If, nevertheless, there were holes in this operation, there would be no match for luck between Seylan and General Grants, so much so that heaven would side with Seylan.

To keep fighting as it is, foolishly, without retreating from the battlefield even if you see the shadow of an empire.

That the reinforcements' national demon mentors will appear sooner than expected, eliminating the need for Ceylan to retreat.

Unless there is such a coincidence, Seylan's neck will surely fit in this hand. So much so that I can assure you, the word perfection was worthy.

But why don't you open the lid?

Despite Heaven smiling at General Grants, this tragedy of losing half of the black leopard rides he has led. We still have the power to fight, but still the absolute advantage has been lost and we have even begun to see a future in which the operation will fail.

The operation initially proceeded as General Grants had expected.

Dare to ambush in the streets along the way as Seylan heads to the rear formation.

First, he eliminated all the Kingsguards that surrounded him and succeeded in hunting down Seylan.

All you have to do is pick up Ceylan as planned.

Nonetheless, is this body in this important setting because of its own impudence, which is also a commander?

... Resurrecting in my head are a number of words that General Grants disclosed just before heading into an ambush.

That is the full scope of the operation that begins with the Polk Nadar uprising, spoken by General Grants to reassure himself that the collapse of the Nadar army is becoming certain, that he was still unable to grasp the situation.

Yes, both the clashes on the Mildoor Plains and the fact that the Nadar army would be disadvantaged by the clashes were within the general's measures in the first place, he said.

"- If we hang the good bait of status in the Empire, Polk Nadar will make a leap around Seylan. That pig only sees the bait in front of him."

... Polk Nadar's plot to raid Seylan has put him in a situation where he has just lost his place in the kingdom or cannot even surrender to it.

If you wish to recover from it, there is no other way to rely on the kingdom and other countries in hostility.

Naturally, Polk Nadar has a weak position, so if conditions are given, he will have to swallow it.

He was only distracted by the terms offered by General Grants and stuck with Seylan. I've taken the fallacy of postponing the battle line.

"- If we could have detected the raid plan beforehand, there would be one or two people who could have predicted Polk Nadar's soul gallbladder. And when he hath done so, he hath slaughtered Seylan, and hath pulled the line of the Nadar army into pieces. Just like this."

It is not Dade that the Kingdom of Rhinol has jumped the invasion of the Empire many times before.

Naturally, we should assume that there are those who patronize the tactics, and some who look behind them. Only then will the Crusaders take Polk Nadar in their hands and try to carry the battle in their favor, he said.

"My lord, isn't it going to motivate the crusaders to put the Nadar army's line in crisis? If that happens, there shouldn't be a single Nadal army of low quality as an army."

"That's fine. The Nadar army is doomed to collapse sooner or later. Then why don't you just collapse and get it to work for us?

But I don't see how that could lead to an ambush in Seylan.

Because if we defeat the Nadar army, Seylan will remain on the battlefield and will never withdraw, etc.

"- That's why you throw elements there that no one would ever think of. It's something everyone can't think of, so they can poke at their void"

Yes, that is the hand of the guerrilla general Barg Grubba.

Send a broken soldier to the battlefield who is said to be the strongest in the empire and comparable to 10,000 troops by himself.

The western marquis is confused, in order to get a good idea of the threat of Balgu Gruba. I struck a wedge that I could not see in the Crusaders.

"- Then naturally, the Crusaders will have to lower Ceylan backwards"

"... why? Even if it is disadvantaged by General Grubba, it is a very small part of it. To that extent, wouldn't it not keep Ceylan away from the battlefield or something?

Yes, even if it was struck by Balg Grubba, it's clear which is the better place than the one with a thousand cuts in the line. The more soldiers are defeated, the more Pork Nadar will be hunted down, and the more battle trends decide, the less we need to fight the Empire to the end.

The Crusaders should try to keep Seylan in the lead and push him off.

Rather, in order not to lower morale, it is even possible not to let them off the battlefield.

"- That's why I wanted Nadar's defeat determined first."

……

That's the same story as earlier.

If the Nadar army collapses, Seylan is not supposed to retreat.

Therefore, I don't know what it means.

"Okay, Dusseia. Seylan's role in the operation now, besides fishing for Polk Nadar, includes maintaining the morale of the entire crusading army. If the Nadar army collapses, naturally, the Crusaders will be engulfed in the air of victory. Then what happens to the morale of the Crusaders?

"Even without Seylan, the morale of the Crusaders remains..."

"That's right. There are also Rustinel witches on the battlefield in the first place. Even if morale dropped, it wouldn't be anything worth worrying about, and it would be pushable enough for the Crusaders. There's nothing wrong with Seylan leaving."

"But still, isn't it a bet whether or not Seylan is going to leave?

"Therefore, it is the Barg Grubba. More than I know I've put that stuff into it, the Crusaders can't help but think of further plots for the Empire, and there must be no one in 10,000 for them, such as Balg threatening Seylan's neck. I won't let you do more than have a visible crisis. Absolutely."

"The kingdom has no choice but to adopt safety measures than to lose Saylan..."

"... right. The battle on the plains is a showdown, but also an engagement. Even if this battle determines the trends between the Seylan and Nadal armies, there will be no impact on the morale of the entire army or on the reputation of Seylan, even if we lower Seylan back here, than chase battles and cage castle battles will refrain in the future. Rather, at the time of the decision to disintegrate the Nadar army, it can also be said that lowering Ceylan back is the norm. All we have to do for them is stand out on the rest of the safe battlefield. All you have to do is leave it to the witch of Rustinel, as I said earlier."

"That's why it's natural for Seylan's troops to withdraw," he said?

"That's right. Then we retreat to the rear. You may not need to assign more Kingsguards to the escort than you have secured an exit route. Naturally, the withdrawal will mean a small number."

- Sora, you're good at ambushing, aren't you?

... Behind his eyelids, General Grants' cool grin comes back.

The drafting of a solid and intensive operation, shameless in the name of General Changsheng.

Crossing so many times with the kingdom that it brings together the most powerful wizards, so much so that when I was younger, I succeeded in the unparalleled great success of taking swords and fortifications from the kingdom.

The incompetent was an empire to be immediately abolished, and the essence of a man who had been a general for a long time was certainly behind that laugh.

Like he said, I can always take Seylan's neck off.

I thought so myself, and it was definitely supposed to happen.

- But still, I can't take Seylan's neck this way, maybe because somewhere in my heart I was licking something called the power of the kingdom.

Ceylan Crocellulode

The blood of the Dragon King, Sinl Clocellulod, the king of thunder, gave birth to more than a woman's womb called the Descendants of the Spirit. Its power even surpasses the rhetoric of flowing in the alley, saying that if you wave your sword, you will even pay for the clouds that are in heaven, and even call for thunder just because you have spoken out.

Someone who's still not old enough, but can't be alarmed. If you look at a child and fight, that's enough monster to be wiped out.

That's why he hit the soldiers at all costs. To fix a definite murder.

But I didn't expect him to have any unexpected skill, not even the nearest samurai boy.

Boy about the same age as Seylan, with silver hair. She has a pretty face like a girl, so much so that I didn't think of her as a boy at all when I first saw her.

Then he came to think that the appearance, the preaching, would be the lowest name that the noble man would make him to serve in consolation.

Even if you don't, you should never be able to fight, that's what I thought.

But I didn't think that would be behind it.

You wouldn't mind ignoring it.

The price of such an estimation or insult ends up being the feather of purchasing with the lives of soldiers.

The black leopard rider who was attacked was taken over by this boy in the meantime.

Even though at the end of the day it was Ceylan's meal, including that, the Eleven Horsemen will be the count of defeating it.

Sometimes it uses magic.

Sometimes I show my body surgery that doesn't suit my age.

I couldn't see the last move at all, so much so that I felt like I was being shown even in my daydreams through amazement.

The time it took to defeat the Black Leopard Horse over the Ten Horse Horse was probably less than five minutes.

... looks, like, ten or so years old. Normally, it would be as old as still playing with toys. Being able to get this far at that age is a good quality, but what surprised me the most is that I have the technique to prevent that terrible magic of Rhinol.

I still don't know what kind of magic you're hiding.

Sometimes it can be the same magic instructor as Seylan.

Now we get to Ceylan, and in front of it, alone, we get stuck.

I stabbed my sword at the Black Leopard Ride earlier and blew it up, so it stayed karate.

No shouting, no anger, and the appearance of standing still is a quiet thing. But the impatience that springs up tells the truth that this boy is a mighty man, with a flaming straight line.

- Brother, don't forget to tell me what your father said. The present of victory is the frontier of life and death.

Somewhere in the back of my brain, I hear words my sister has spoken.

It is at the present time of victory that the frontiers of life and death exist.

I've heard that many times, it's my father's cliché. Bulg Grubba took me away, and I will never see him again, but the word is still in my ear.

A huge handicap stood in front of a big victory and prevented him from grasping it.

My father was, but perhaps to himself, this boy.

Shout out loud as you look out for the two Magic Instructors.

"Ah, an order! These two stabbed each other, but kill them! Never! Never!

If you miss these two, this is bound to be the cause of the disaster.

Cutting through here means crossing the dead line. How much experience and power a soldier returning from the dead cultivates, history proves it.

The price that it has been able to pay will have to be redeemed in a pile of further imperial soldiers' corpses.

Yes, if we ever let Seylan and this boy escape here, Seylan will climb to heaven as a king with an uninterrupted weapon.