Ore no Ongaeshi: High Spec Murazukuri

The battle is over.

"Hih, ha, help me..."

"Only life, please..."

At his feet were men begging for their lives while kneeling (kneeling) first.

Everyone is desperately begging (cancer) in tears, frightened by the mutilated corpse lying around it.

"What do you want to do," brother "?"

"As planned, strip (ha) your body, then throw it away here"

"Oh, no!? In the back of this mountain, we're gonna die!

"Then survive. This is the least we can do for the Mountain Dogs.

The battle is over. I'm in retreat.

As declared, he strips the rest of the bandit's body and dumps it in the windmill shed.

I don't know how many hours this barefoot will take from here to the nearest people.

Wild dangerous beasts are inhabited on the road, and the chances of these bare hands surviving safely are low.

"Okay, we're going back to Negijo."

"Hey,“ brother "!"

Brother (Yamato), according to my decree, the members of the self-proclaimed mercenary regiment "Mountain Dogs" left for the village of Uld.

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"We'll be fine if we get this far, guys"

Quite a distance away from the windmill cabin. I instruct everyone in the village accompanying me to de-alert.

There is no sign that the remnants of the bandits who have abandoned them naked will come after them, and there is no need for any more acting.

"You're safe now, Master Yamato"

"Oh, it's a relief for now, Mr. Riesha"

"It was really good without any major injuries to everyone in the village..."

The bandits' assault on the windmill hut, Negijo, ended with our victory. Every real thing you can do in between if you finish it.

As Risha said walking next door, this one was an almost intact one-sided battle.

"Brother, can I take this disguise already?

"Oh, I'm fine now. And then you don't have to call me" brother ”anymore."

"Hey, Brother Yamato! Can't you fix that?

The children following the rear remove the cloth from the mouth and untie the disguise. The other villagers are going to unmask it.

When we stormed the windmill cabin, we were disguised under cover of our faces.

A simple disguise that just hid your mouth with a thin cloth. To hide their identities, they were calling each other by nicknames and cryptics, forbidding each other to call each other names.

("Big brother"... now I think that was a lot of cliché)

My street name is "brother."

It was set to be the head of a fictional group of mercenaries, the Mountain Dogs.

Of course he's the other guy, not me, who gave him such a tasteless name. I want you to give me a break.

"Nevertheless... we really... you could have won, Yamato..."

"Oh. Thanks also to the kids and everyone in the village, and Mr. Riesha"

"No, thanks to Yamato's great tactics!

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My operation was simple when I attacked a bandit.

First, me and Leesha erase the signs and get closer to the windmill cabin.

The opponent's watch was completed from a distance with my crossbow (crossbow) and Leisha's mechanical long bow (marionette bow).

"Ah..."

"Ugh..."

The lookout pierced through the brain weather was desperate shortly after shouting.

The children's crossbow (crossbow) squad of the advance squad is then placed around the windmill cabin.

Formation with rays crossed diagonally so as not to shoot each other. Reference was made to the militant formation that killed all opponents, popularly used by the warring artillery majors.

I take down the watch, I sneak into the windmill cabin.

Light the beast oil and walrus brought from the village and burn the black smoke. Poor-quality beast oil is ideal for producing foreign odors and black smoke.

"Fire!

I scream in imitation of the voice of the watchman. 'Before you burn to death with smoke and flames, get out of the cabin quickly,' he exclaimed.

"Hih..."

"What the hell is going on!?

The bandits, surprised by smoke and flames, pop one after the other out of the cabin.

There are only two exits, and the building is in a state of confusion like a hive.

"All right, shoot."

Along with my signal, an arrow is fired from a waiting crossbow squad.

It's a two-stage crossbow-style tactic I invented, dividing the timing of firing and arrow loading into two squads.

Heavy arrow rains fly one after another like a fiery fire.

"Ugh!

"Higu!

The bandits, who came out of the cabin, die one after the other from the crossbow (crossbow) attack.

In the wake of an enemy attack that I had not even assumed, I am in a whirlpool of even greater mayhem.

"Prevent it with shields!

"Hih, the shield doesn't work, what about this arrow?!?

Some of the bandits were trying to prevent them from using their shields. It would be one of those smart choices in that situation.

But even the sturdy shield lightly penetrates the crossbow arrows. Destroy one owner after another who is distracted.

Crossbows (crossbows) are storms of fiery arrows that cannot be prevented, even if they contain metal armor. In this world's civilization, it's an overwhelming offensive force that can't even be defended.

"Here, surrender!

"Tam! Just help me with my life!

Since the devastation of the bug breath, the bandits have surrendered.

Our purpose is not to kill or kill. I'll admit to surrendering.

"But instead of saving lives, your body will be stripped."

Thus the battle is over, confiscating all the remains' statues and possessions. They also collected the horses and carriage they had, and we were returning.

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"Were you sure you could have brought the bandit's carriage and property? Yamato."

"I interrogated him and asked him, but this was all taken from him by robbers. I won't shy away as a compensation."

The village chief's granddaughter Risha looked worried when she saw the carriage and property she had been collecting.

I brought this because even if I left it at the windmill shed, it could be used by other thieves. Expensive horses and carriages are also valuable in the village of Uld.

"" Fee "…?"

"It means a nuisance fee. I'll add to these kids' upcoming living expenses."

"... is it really good to bring" these kids "..."

"It's a choice these guys made themselves. We'll decide when we get back to the village of Uld."

Riesha looks worried about the children in the carriage. These are kids in patterned ethnic costumes I've never seen before.

(Children of the "Han tribe” of the people of the meadows... Well, I hope there is no wave in Uld...)

It was the children caught by the bandits that I brought from the windmill cabin.

I decided to take them to the village of Uld, where they had all been killed and orphaned.