A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

When Tire withdrew from the Aaron Landis camp and rushed back to his own camp, the Aaron Landis general who attacked his camp at night rushed back and forth in the camp, and then left first.

The two failed to match.

Or maybe it was because General Aaron Landis, like him, saw the chaos in his camp from a distance, so he rushed back anxiously.

Because I didn't expect that the Aaron Landis, whose troops were much lower than our own army, would take the initiative to attack. The general in charge of the night watch today just arranged the night watch according to the normal situation, and did not strengthen his guard.

Unexpectedly, not long after Tyre left, the camp was suddenly harassed by a group of rangers, causing a riot, and then a general Aaron Landis led nearly a thousand cavalry to rush into the camp.

The general even beheaded a Gasdard general before retreating unscathed.

In the dark night, the silver-haired prince who hurried back was still riding on the horse. The steed under him was snorting and pawing the ground anxiously.

The light of the bonfire reflected on Tyre's icy face.

General Gastad, who was in charge of the night watch but was attacked by someone, knelt tremblingly in front of Tilma. Although he lowered his head deeply and did not look at the prince's expression, the cold eyes that looked down from above pierced through him as if they were real. His body gave him chills down his back.

To the people of Gastad, Prince Tyre is like the cold winter that shrouds the snow field of Gastad all the year round.

On the Garstad snow field, the cold winter is the most frightening existence.

Wherever he went, cold and death followed.

While aweing his strength, everyone felt afraid of him from the bottom of their hearts.

Although he was seriously injured when facing the scorching sun knight, his abdomen was bleeding profusely, and his forehead was sweating profusely, but the general still supported his injured body and knelt in front of Tyre, motionless.

He didn't dare to conceal or exaggerate in the slightest, and honestly explained the process of the night attack on the camp.

"The one-eyed blond knight..."

Of course Tyre knew.

The knight of the scorching sun enjoys a high reputation on the mainland, and is considered the strongest two after the Lion King of Aaron Landis alongside the Prince Heymos who is called the 'Black Knight'.

At the same time, he was also the guardian knight of that Prince Garlan.

It's no wonder that such a powerful knight led a group of cavalry into his camp.

He glanced at his kneeling subordinate, and the general stiffened in his eyes.

Tyre got off his horse and walked forward, the snow-white cloak stained with countless bloodstains flew up in the flames of the night behind him.

His indifferent voice came from the darkness.

"If you fail to guard the camp, you will be whipped forty."

He was already injured, but he was about to be flogged for forty years, which was almost equivalent to losing half his life.

But the harsh general, who had long been used to Prince Tyre, retreated without saying anything.

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In his blood-stained armor, Kyhoes hurried back to camp.

Hearing that Prince Garlan was killed by the leader of the camp, he showed a nervous expression, asked the prince's whereabouts, and went straight to find him.

"It's so late, why didn't the prince stay in the tent?"

"The Knight Commander Farr was injured trying to block the Gastadian who rushed towards the prince. The prince went to visit him."

"Is that so..."

Keyjos breathed a sigh of relief.

When he walked to a small tent, he heard a conversation inside, so he slowed down, didn't go in, and stood at the door.

The conversation could be faintly heard coming from inside.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness, it's your subordinate's dereliction of duty that put you in danger, and now you are asked to visit a useless person like me in person... I really have no face to face you, please forgive me."

"Well, you should be punished for your poor guarding of the camp."

The boy's voice came from inside.

The voice was very clear, without any hostility, but it was not soft either, it just gave people a strong sense of solidity.

"But the commander-in-chief of the First Legion is Kehos. Even I have no right to punish you beyond him."

"Your Highness, I..."

"Don't think too much, there will definitely be punishment for you, but it will be executed after you recover from your injury. If you heal quickly, you can go to the battlefield and make meritorious service earlier, and then you can also redeem your sins. You understand ?"

"...Yes, Your Highness, even such a useless body will definitely make meritorious service on the battlefield for you."

Keyhos didn't go in, but just stood quietly outside the tent.

When Garlan came out with a lift of the curtain, he smiled at him.

Even though there were still some bloodstains on his face from killing the enemy, the knight of the scorching sun still had a handsome and charming face with the charm of a mature man.

He smiled and said, "Prince, I'm back."

Perhaps it has become a habit, even now, he is still habitually calling the title prince instead of crown prince.

"Kayhors?"

As soon as he went out, he ran into his guardian knight and was taken aback. Garlan was taken aback for a moment, and then immediately smiled.

He stepped forward quickly, stretched out his hand to hold Kaihos' arm, and looked up at him.

"Are you injured?"

Keyhos shook his head.

He lowered his head, looking down at Garlan in front of him, his gaze was very soft, as if the warmth of the nearby fire had melted into his eyes.

he thinks.

This is probably the only prince in this world who, when he saw his men coming back from the night raid, the first thing he asked was not 'how was the result of the night raid' but 'whether you were injured'.

He smiled and replied: "I'm fine, Prince."

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"I didn't expect that Prince Tire would personally attack the camp, and he also has natural supernatural power... Prince, you should pay more attention to your safety next time."

"Well, I didn't think carefully, but luckily Xinyas is here."

Garlan said, looking at the sky.

There is already a twilight on the horizon, the sun is about to rise.

"It's almost dawn, I'll go with you..."

"You are not an omnipotent god, Your Highness, you have done enough."

Kaihos suddenly interrupted Garlan, he said, "Next, it's time to leave it to our subordinates."

That emerald green eye like malachite suddenly blinked at Garlan.

"Remember, I once said, if you have done everything yourself, what do you need our subordinates to do?"

He looked at Garlan with a tone that seemed to be joking, but with extremely serious eyes.

"Unable to share the worries and problems of our master, that is the most troublesome thing for us knights."

He beckoned, reached out and took a cup of hot milk prepared by his subordinates in advance, and handed it to Garlan.

He said: "So, Your Highness, after drinking it, even if the sky is falling now, you should go to rest. After all, the sky will fall on me first."

"Hey... Keyhors."

"I'm sorry, Your Highness, I didn't want to specifically mention that you are much shorter than me."

"........."

An arrow pierces the heart.

"Your Excellency Kehoes is right, Your Highness the Crown Prince."

At this time, the female general Eilson who was following beside her followed closely with a knife.

"Look, you've just reached my shoulder."

She even raised her hand casually to make a gesture.

"This is not acceptable. You should eat more in the future so that you can grow your body."

Gallan: "..."

Two arrows poke the heart.

Kyhoes held the milk with an innocent face.

"I didn't mean you are short, but I just want to remind you that if you want to grow taller, you must have enough sleep."

"That's right, that's what I usually say to the little princess."

The female general Eilson, who didn't know how to read the atmosphere at all, continued to make up for it.

In her heart, this crown prince is the future husband-in-law of her little princess, and she naturally hopes that Garlan will grow up tall and strong.

If the crown prince is not as tall as her little princess in the future, it won't look good.

"...I'll leave the rest to you, and I'll go to sleep."

Angry.

But Garlan, who had to raise his head to meet the eyes of his guardian knight, was completely unable to refute.

He wanted to refute at first, but after thinking about it for a while, everyone around him was indeed taller than him, even his younger brother Xinyas was taller than him.

And the only fat man Tal who was shorter than him stayed in the rear because he couldn't march quickly, so he didn't follow.

So unable to refute, he drank the glass of milk in one breath, then turned around and got into the tent depressed.

"Ah."

The knight watched his little prince enter the tent.

"Hope you have a good dream."

He said, with gentle eyes.

Vinier next to him stared at the expression on Kayhos's face for a long time.

As soon as Keyhos, who was about to deal with the business, turned his head, he saw her staring at him.

"What? Is there something wrong?"

"No... I was just thinking that you look a little better than the usual fake smile. Well, unfortunately, now is not the time to think about such things, otherwise I would like to faint now You, drag it back to the island."

"........."

The corners of the scorching sun knight's eyes twitched uncontrollably.

Then, Keyhos turned around and decisively chose to leave.

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Garlan didn't know how long he had slept.

It seems to have slept for a long time.

Since the day he decided to take back the city of Judas, his emotions have been tense, hanging high in the sky.

Every decision he makes will affect the future of Aaron Landis.

He tensed his nerves, not daring to slack off in the slightest.

It feels like every minute and every second is like walking on the edge of a cliff, without the slightest respite.

Since that day, he has not had a good night's sleep.

The tense nerves made it difficult for him to sleep.

Although he was driven to sleep by Kaihos, he thought it would take him a long time to fall asleep again after tossing and turning as before. Unexpectedly, he fell into a deep sleep shortly after going to bed.

He didn't know how long he had been asleep.

Anyway, I slept very deeply, and slept for a long, long time.

Later, in a daze, it seemed that something warm was constantly licking his hand, which gradually woke him up.

"Go away, Nega, don't lick."

A familiar voice lowered his voice and spoke beside him.

"Master Kehoes said, let the prince sleep well, and don't wake him up."

The only person who habitually calls him prince instead of crown prince, except for Kaihos, is the little fat man who followed him since he was a child.

Garlan opened his eyes slightly, and as expected, he saw the chubby figure who was talking to the big lion in a low voice, trying to drive Niega away.

But Negari didn't even bother to talk to Tarr, and still lowered his fluffy head, licking Garlan's fingers lightly one after another.

Tal's face became more round and swollen with anger.

He was angry for a while, and suddenly felt something, turned his head, saw Garlan looking into his eyes, and immediately shouted happily.

"Prince, are you awake?"

"Well, Tull, when did you get here?"

Garlan sat up, hugged the big lion with its big head in his arms, and licked it twice.

Tal followed the rear army. He came, and the rear army led by the old city lord Kareni must have arrived.

"Why didn't you wake me up?"

"Master Kehoes won't allow it."

Tal whispered.

Kyhos just asked him to stay beside the sleeping prince and not let him wake him up.

He stayed by the bed for most of the day, and spent most of the day looking beautifully at the beautiful sleeping face of his little prince.

Garlan looked out the window, the sun was slanting to the west, and he almost slept for a whole day.

"When are you going to... um? Why is it so noisy outside? What's going on?"

"It's already noon, and they're fighting with the Gastadians outside. Of course it's very noisy. They've been fighting all afternoon."

Tal replied with a straight face.

"what?"

Garlan was stunned for a moment.

Fighting the Gastadians?

In other words, the war has already begun?Has been fighting all afternoon?

Why did no one wake him up?Why didn't he wake up when it was so loud?

……

Wait, that glass of milk——!

Garlan suddenly remembered that something must have been added to the glass of milk that Kaihus handed him in the early morning, which made him sleep so long and so deeply.

no!How could he stay here during the war.

"Tal, bring me my clothes!"

Garlan pushed Nega away and got up to get out of bed.

He had just sat up when someone walked in.

"Your Highness."

The bard in leather armor walked into the tent. He stepped forward, knelt down on one knee in front of Garlan, and looked up at Garlan.

"Prince Garlan."

He says,

"You've done what you have to do, you've done everything you can."

"So, please leave the next thing to them."

"And all you need to do now is to trust your subordinates and believe that they will bring you victory."

Shuros' words made Garlan startled for a moment.

Suddenly, he remembered the words Kejos had said to him in the wee hours of the morning.

'My lord, you are not the omnipotent gods. '

'If you have to bear everything alone, what do you need our subordinates to do? '

'So, the next thing, please leave it to us. '

Recalling what Kayhos said, Garlan was absent-minded for a while.

After a long time, he seemed to understand something and smiled softly.

Yes.

He did what he had to do.

He's done everything he can, everything he can do.

Next, the battlefield where hundreds of thousands of troops are fighting against each other should be handed over to the commander of the whole army and the generals appointed by him because of his trust.

"I see, Schulos, I will leave the rest to you."

The boy said, his golden eyes slightly curved.

War is not what he is good at.

Then, naturally, it must be handed over to someone who is good at it.

All he had to do now was trust them.

I believe that his subordinates will definitely bring victory to him and Aaron Landis.

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14 Garstad army.

17 Aaron Landis army.

At this moment, the two armies were facing each other in the northern border, and more than 30 troops spread out, forming a huge battlefield with no end in sight.

As the commander-in-chief of the entire army, Carleni has been fighting steadily, ignoring any tricks of the enemy to lure the enemy, using the most secure formation, and only engaging in frontal battles with the Gastades.

The so-called surprise attacks and tricks can only be used when there is no other choice.

On such a huge battlefield, and when one's own side has an advantage, the best strategy is to attack head-on.

On this flat plateau, the two sides fought each other head-on for seven days.

Both sides have their own victories and losses, and they also have losses. For a while, it became a confrontation, and it seemed that the two sides were evenly matched.

But both sides are well aware that this parity is just an illusion.

The Gastadians can't last long, because their food and grass will soon be exhausted.

The balance of victory has begun to tilt towards Aaron Landis a little bit over time.

It was only a matter of time before the Gastadians failed.

Once their food and grass are exhausted, the Gastadians will be defeated!

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At the same time, in the royal city in the south, a person quietly left the city gate among the crowd.

The hood of the cloak blocked his face, making it impossible to see his appearance clearly.

After walking out of the city gate, he got on his horse and quickly disappeared into the distance.

At the same time, there was a small commotion in the palace.

"Shemur! His Highness Heymos is gone!"

"what--?!"

The priest of Shamash instantly turned black.