I Became the First Prince: Legend of Sword's Song

"I can't be that strong because I have Lord Aloy. "

"I hear you've achieved a great deal this time. Congratulations, Rio."

Knights cracked each other's faces.

"How spectacular is the Passion of the Thorn Heavy Armor Soldier of the Ear Family? "

"Aren't the Iron Bow Soldiers the most famous elite in the kingdom? "

The nobles chuckle as they raise their opponents.

Maximilian, who was looking at him, put his forehead on.

I didn't know if this was a barracks or a banquet hall for nobles.

Maximilian looks around. The faces of the nobles gathered at the meeting hall are familiar.

The middle-aged man with the scar on his cheek was a well-known knight, and the young man there, who was stiffening his shoulders and moaning, had recently gained a reputation as a promising soldier.

Each one of them had my own reputation and position, and all they did in the last meeting was boast of my bravery and show off their troops.

This is a meeting right now.

This was not the case with the Northern lords who were deceased. At that time, there was discussion about the future plan, at least when there would be no nutritional value.

But there was not even that minimal discussion here.

"Shouldn't we take measures against the Orcs? "

As he stepped out and went through the flower fields, he ventilated the attention of those who were worse off.

"Before His Majesty's arrival, competent staff had already forgotten to sleep at night and had taken precautions, and had sought to compensate for the lack of wise nobles and knights. "

The Commander's answer, which seemed to soothe even a child, was not Maximilian's wish.

He already knew.

What the Commander says is how lax it is that competent staff forgets to sleep at night.

Saves terrestrial advantages by blocking the exit of narrow bridges and destroying the Orcs.

Elsewhere, it was a good plan. But there was one big problem with their plans.

It was the presence of powerful Orcs who were not even afraid of death.

Maximilian recalls what his brother said the day he just arrived from Winter Castle.

[The first time you encounter monsters, your limbs are firm in their eyes, and you feel dizzy in their stench. The plain will just die, and the walls will be pierced right through. No exceptions.]

At first I didn't believe it. I thought it was just a scare.

But it wasn't. In the first battle, he realized that everything you said was true, so he stuck it in his bones.

Still, he survived.

At that time, there were tall walls, and there were baleard rangers in combat.

However, there were no tall walls and no strong rangers here.

The elite that the nobles used to show off would pee like a child the moment they encountered the Orcs. I will look at my body with a blurred consciousness that tears the Mane Orcs apart with my limbs stiffened.

The line breaks through and the line collapses instantly. And the Orcs who have seen the frightened soldiers will jump even more.

Hell will unfold before your eyes.

The ruined defensive lines and ruined cities are drawn in sight. The wandering people chased by the Orcs and the banner of the kingdom were broken, and it appeared before their eyes like a fantasy.

I had to stop it. I came back here to stop it.

[Don't let the line of defense break through. They are as blown up as I am in the fierce and harsh mountains. The warm and abundant atmosphere leads to the south and makes it irreversible.]

My brother's party came to mind.

Maximilian looks around.

"Twenty-two families were assembled and ninety-seven hundred and twenty-three soldiers assembled. There are four hundred contentious knights and thirty-four, among them the royal lions. "

"The allies have been herded wide, and the enemy is forced to enter narrowly, thus bringing together geographical advantages. This has the same effect of increasing the number of allies and making the number of enemies smaller, so even if it's twice as many Orcs coming, it can be stopped. "

Staff members say they've already won. The nobles and commanders also noticed that they believed the words like stones.

Staff were unhappy to show off their good manners, and the knights were blinded by a blurred resonance. The commanders underestimated the enemy and overestimated the power of their allies.

None of them saw the true face of the coming calamity, so all they could see was the flower path that would unfold after victory.

The Iron Fortress of Winter collapsed and the North became a swamp field.

[You can do it.]

The scar that struck her shoulder reminded her of the touch of her hand, and Maximilian refined her mind. And he said, "Be strong."

"We propose that the deployment of all troops be reconsidered and reorganized. "

The faces of the staff were hardened. However, he smiled softly to see if he realized the opponent's position soon.

"It's a set of prestigious commanders and knights. I assure you, there is no better placement. "

Maximilian laughs without even knowing.

I didn't know how lax the best placement they were talking about.

I brought elites of the Buriaburian family to the royal assembly, but my precious troops were displaced behind me, reflecting the selflessness of the great lords. The troops to confront the Orcs in the first place were all soldiers of the Militia family who had not even stripped the conscripts of their marks.

Maximilian turns his head.

I saw the face of a British lord who was grumbling because the martial arts of my soldiers were great.

"Did you say the Home Market American Armoured Infantry? Your soldiers are very brave. It looks like your heavy infantry troops are standing at the front and your allies' morale will rise significantly. "

The British lord looks at the commander with a puzzling face. It was a snowflake asking for mediation.

However, Maximilian identified each of the nobles before the commander stepped forward.

"Lord Aloy? I've been told that you've achieved something recently. Congratulations. If your swords are with you, the soldiers of the line will not be shaken. "

His face was filled with cynicism, spilling words quickly.

It was a smile that resembled my brother without knowing where. I didn't seem to be conscious at all.

"If you say so, Aloy Dort! I will stand in the forefront and fight! "

"There is already a deployment of troops made by competent staff. How could I greet the vanguard with such a fierce resonance? That's something you can't handle. "

Those who were identified with him teased each other.

The resonant knights were willing to accept his offer, and the nobles who feared that their troops would be injured increased their reason for not being able to stand in front of them in all kinds of words.

"Your Majesty. Your advice is certainly worthy of your attention, but unfortunately I cannot do so now. As His Majesty said, the enemy is already in front of his nose. Now, if you come and redeploy, the confusion of the soldiers will grow. "

The commander stepped up and maneuvered the Maximilians.

"Have you ever been in front of your nose? I thought the commanders were so relaxed that there was a long way to go before the enemy came."

He grumbles. The nobles exchange their gazes for embarrassing faces.

Some of them knew Maximilian from before, and some had spoken about it once or twice.

So they were even more embarrassed.

The two princes they knew were owners of gentle souvenirs that were not too proud of their own power to be called the Second Coming of the King. He never complained as openly as he is now, but he was not a nobleman and a braggart.

"Your Majesty. This is a military camp. There is the majesty of the military, which is something that everyone gathered here must respect. Just as I respect the majesty of His Highness. "

The commander creates a soft face, saying that he will somehow create a contradictory atmosphere.

"Glad to hear that. "

Maximilian received the message.

"I propose it again. We propose that the best of the British lords and the knights be placed front and back with the greatest possible power. "

"Your Majesty..."

"This is a proposal that I formally make to you as commander of the Provisional Northern Guard, given by Her Majesty, rather than the Viceroy of the Leonberger Royal Society. "

The commander coughs with a puzzling face.

"Did you take the position of commander that my new king, whom I do not know, asked me to assume the responsibility of defeat? "

"You are unjust to a thousand. His Majesty never said that. "

"Thank goodness. Then I'm still commander and commander. "

The Maximilian, confirmed by my authority in the Commander's mouth, once again proposed the deployment of troops.

This time, neither the commander nor the nobles were forced to reconsider their plans.

Maximilian sighs of relief.

Now it's like a meeting.

While keeping a cold look on the outside.

* *

Throughout the days of the meeting, Maximilian, sitting in his seat, secretly provoked and provoked the pride of the British lord, and was unavoidable in his dishonor that he was no longer afraid of a fight that lasted.

The British lords, who were somehow trying to put my troops behind them, were forced to follow Maximilian's words.

Maximilian was dissatisfied there and suggested that he stand in front of those who had been watching him for several days. There is no way that even the most exalted British lords can reject the words of those who have not followed them in their courtyards.

When the meeting was completely over, the deployment of the defensive force was completely reversed forward and backward.

All the elites in the rear came forward, and the families of the military nobles in the front settled behind them.

"I'm ashamed to see nobles who are honest and carefree. The royal family will never forget your righteousness here. "

Maximilian smiles softly and sets them free.

The nobles trembled.

I was fed up with the two-prince's art of making my opponent follow me without losing his manners. But as they trembled, they were amazed.

The completion of the two princes who pierced the period of the nobles who feared dishonor like death and raised their opponents so that there would never be any gold left, was no longer just a mere fifteen princes.

It was actually compared to other princes.

The nobles gave and received snow. And looking at their faces, they were convinced.

The next king is the one that has already been determined.

However, it was a long story to see who the next king would be, and their mission now was to defeat the Orcs beautifully from the front and show off my strength and strength.

They were motivated to build a big ball like this.

But their motivation didn't last long.

"The Orcs are coming! "

As soon as I saw the black oaks rushing across the bridge, the ambitions of the nobles were so easily extinguished.

There were too many. Besides, he said he's a petty monster, so why is he so big again?

The nobles swallowed up the drool, looking at the oaks that looked twice as big as the immense body of a fully armed heavy infantryman.

"Someone is being chased by the Orcs! "

One of the snowy archers who was watching the front shouts.

The nobles were amazed and looked forward. I saw the Orcs chasing them, as the archer said.

A man who pressed a helmet and put on an iron armor, but the woman's unique horror line was not hidden, a man who ran white by her, and three ghostly horsemen who pressed the cloak and followed her.

"Arrow! Arrow! Shoot the arrow!"

One of the nobles, who recognized the man who shouted aloud and urged the archers, opened his eyes.

"Why is he there..."

Other nobles asked for the identity of the corpse.

"Hey, this is Earl Eli's eldest son. "