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Imperial Invasion (3)

Elrom, who had been reunited after a long time, looked much more mature than before. The body, which was quite thin for a commander, has a lot of muscles attached to it, and even has a large scar on its forehead.

However, the anticipation and laughter toward Chris remained the same.

“Chris! How have you been?”

“You seem to have suffered a bit.”

The two men shook hands lightly and sat down.

Chris briefly introduces Illesis, who was next to him, and then asks questions that have piled up one by one.

“It’s a war with the Breton Empire, right? But did the alliance come together very quickly?”

“It is thanks to the king. Bards who received orders from the king of singers warned of Breton’s invasion and sang songs about the atrocities of the imperial army.”

In this world where the media has not developed, bards are the reporters and media who deliver the news.

If such people stepped out, they would probably gather sooner than Chris expected.

Elom asked him in a voice full of expectations.

“Are you going to participate in this war?”

“okay. It’s a little bit like the last time I participated in the war as a noncommissioned officer, but do you have any good positions?”

When he enlisted in the Imperial Army, his goal was to kill time and then return to the mainland. But this time it’s different.

Erom seemed to have noticed that too, and cautiously asked.

“What exactly do you want?”

“I have to drive the imperial army out of the continent.”

“great. I’ll report to General Frederick first. Now he is the commander-in-chief of the allied forces.”

Reporting directly to the commander-in-chief of a mere mercenary’s participation in the battle seemed a little overkill, but Chris had single-handedly annihilated one of the Basilonian heavy cavalry before.

He must have been stronger now than he was back then, so even if he went to the commander-in-chief, he wouldn’t be beaten.

Thinking so, Elrom went back to the palace where the meeting was in full swing and faced his adoptive father who still felt difficult.

The gray-haired Frederick was wearing armor like everyone else in the conference room.

However, his armor is by far the most heterogeneous.

The armor, so shabby that it looked like a soldier, didn’t even have the family crest engraved on it. Instead, the scratches carved on the battlefield replace the fancy decorations of other nobles.

This is an outfit to avoid revealing one’s identity to enemies.

Frederick, who was examining the map on the table, noticed Elrom’s presence without looking up.

“What’s going on?”

“Well, the mercenary I mentioned earlier said he would participate in this war… If possible, I would like to be assigned to my unit.”

As Elrom spoke cautiously, the old man’s gaze from the map moved upward.

Since he had fought on the battlefield before, there was no need to explain every word.

“A mercenary who served in the Imperial Army with you?”

“That’s right.”

Frederick’s voice was so cold that it was hard to believe he was dealing with both.

It wasn’t that Elrom was hated by him;

He swallowed his saliva, remembering Chris’ skills.

“Are you trustworthy?”

“I don’t know the details, but it seemed that he really hated the Prime Minister of the Breton Empire.”

Elrom recalled the time he and Chris witnessed the Prime Minister’s speech. At that time, he had the momentum to rush at the prime minister at any moment.

Although he quickly controlled his emotions, the rage was transmitted to Elom, who was watching from behind.

Frederick finished his review after hearing Elrom’s story.

“Yes, do whatever you want. If possible, persuade them to settle here… If you pair it up with Eltina, I think you’ll get along just fine.”

“No, I will try.”

Having received the difficult command, Elom smiled bitterly and bowed his head.

I was very glad that I didn’t have high expectations.

When Elom, who had sent a servant to call Chris, sat down again, Frederick resumed the military meeting that had been taking a break.

Chris received a strange impression while occupying the last seat at the table.

‘Can this be called a meeting?’

Resuming the meeting, Frederick asked and answered alone, moving the pieces around on the map. He even answers the questions others ask in advance, so this is no different from his one-man show.

However, the voice is clear, and the content picks up and penetrates the core.

Frederick, who quickly communicated the deployment of each unit and the operational goals, immediately prepared for the war game.

While Frederick’s aides prepared a mock battlefield and set up their chess pieces, Chris quietly asked Elrom, who was next to him.

“Does that man eat everything by himself?”

“It usually feels like this. If someone else has an opinion, it won’t come out better.”

While the two were talking, the war game was ready.

Divided on both sides of the table, they engage in mock battles by moving prepared chess pieces.

The generals in charge of the game reviewed Frederick’s strategy while rolling the dice with serious expressions.

It may seem like a simple game to the eyes of someone who doesn’t know English, but… This type of simulation has been done countless times throughout all times and places. Originally, luck is one of the very important elements in war, and dice are a way to implement it.

Until World War II, when there was no computer program for war games yet, dice were rolled as they are now.

In other words, the war game being played here is much more advanced than it looks.

“Enemy archers approach. Shooting, accuracy 80%. Our infantry will be destroyed.”

“for a moment! The hit rate is 80%. There’s no way you’ll get hit so many times in real life.”

One of the generals protested when the recently thrown dice came out unfavorably.

Then another general helped him.

“The hit rate is about 30%. I think 30% will be enough.”

“Well, then the hit rate is 30%. Our infantry losses are minor.”

“Okay, they’re strong soldiers from Basilonia.”

“Our allied forces are strong!”

When the young host reluctantly changed the result, the other longevity clenched their fists.

While Chris was tongue-in-cheek at their skits, the lesser Frederick stepped in and knocked down the infantry’s horses.

“Is everyone going to do something like this? If you were going to change the eyes of the dice at will, what would you do with the simulation!”

“Ha, but Sir Frederick… Is there any way the archers could disintegrate the allies with one shot?”

“Most of the Imperial Army are volunteers, and we are conscripts, so this is quite possible. It’s okay, I’ll take care of the rest, everyone get out.”

When Frederick spoke while glaring at the generals under his command as if to kill them, the generals quickly avoided their seats.

Chris was about to leave the conference room with Elom, but quietly stayed behind.

Elrom took part in the war game, taking the side of the Imperial forces opposite his adoptive father.

The two skillfully rolling the dice and moving the pieces did not exchange a single word.

However, wargames run much faster and smoother than before.

Chris, who was watching their game from the sidelines, admired silently without realizing it.

Elrom’s offense is very sharp, and Frederick’s defense is strong and flexible.

It was just moving the stone pieces on the wooden table, but Chris couldn’t take his eyes off their match.

Even if he said that he ate some rice, the tactics of the two were nothing to criticize.

Sometimes, the number comes out so plausible that I can hardly stand my voice.

Elrom and Frederick continued the mock battle for three hours.

Frederick clearly had the upper hand in his skills as a commander, but the results of the mock battle were completely different.

By the time the final line of defense of the allied forces has finally been breached and the capitals of each country have been captured.

There were still many horses left in front of Elom.

Frederick’s allied forces, let alone prevent the invasion of the Breton Empire, could not even destroy it.

It’s a complete defeat that can’t even be excused.

Of course, this is a simple simulation, so it may be different in practice.

There is no guarantee that the commander of the Imperial Army will command as well as Elrom.

However, even so, the results were disastrous.

After the war game, the two were silent for a while.

If it was originally the same, we would have to discuss each other’s strategies and the causes of defeat.

But this time there was no need for that. The cause of the defeat was so clear that even Chris, who was watching from the sidelines, could understand.

Commander-in-Chief Frederick’s leadership was very good.

The eyes of the dice didn’t come out particularly bad either.

The problem is not the commander or luck, but the quality of the troops.

Although more than 7 countries were united, the Allied forces were less powerful than the Imperial forces.

The number of soldiers is high here, but the really important advanced power is too small. In particular, the players possessed by the Allied Forces were only about half of the Imperial Army.

Traditional cavalry power has the upper hand.

However, since most of the battles took place in the mountains, it is difficult for them to demonstrate their skills.

Chris made that point and asked Erom a question.

“But why do you all fight only in the mountains?”

“If you go out to the plains, you will be swept away by the tanks of the Imperial Army. That’s why I made this mountain range a defense line.”

Between the coast occupied by the Imperial Army and the Allied Forces, there was a mountain range that ran vertically across the map. It can be called the Taebaek Mountain Range of this world, and it is a natural policy that has kept the coastal state union until now.

The hillside was steep and high even for the one next to the seaside, so it was not a terrain for the Imperial army’s tanks to fight.

Chris looked at the long mountain range and pointed across it.

“Then you already gave up the area we fought last time?”

“Yes. I couldn’t stand it on flat ground. Thanks to that, the Imperial Army has very little supply and reinforcements.”

Elrom looked into Frederick’s eyes and gave a small reply.

Fortunately, Frederick didn’t seem to care about that.

Chris swallowed his saliva as he realized the situation was more serious than he thought.

“If this mountain range is pierced, will it end as it is?”

“Yes, it should be seen that the war is over at the point where this road is breached. At the entrance of the mountain range, the Imperial Army’s sappers are already securing the passage for the tanks.”

said Elom, pointing towards the mouth of the mountain range.

If the tanks pass through the mountains thanks to the performance of the Imperial Army Corps of Engineers, nothing can stop them after that. This is because beyond the mountain range, flat farmland and grasslands spread out.

However, even if they used the rough mountain as a weapon, it seemed too difficult to defeat the imperial army.

As for the allied forces, they have to attack to disrupt the corps of engineers, rather than simply locking themselves in the fortress, but the imperial army cannot stand by and watch it.

I’m sure he’ll mobilize a lot of players to protect the Corps of Engineers.

Chris’ gaze, which had a foreboding of a difficult war, moved to the horses used in the war game.

He tilts his head as he soon discovers the unit of Elom to which he is assigned.

Elom’s army was all cavalry, completely independent of the rest.

They played the role of firefighters on the front line throughout the war game and ran throughout the mountain range, the defensive line.

Apparently, the allied forces were so far behind in Jill that it seemed to be an intention to fill the hole in this way.

Chris counted the words representing the players in Elrom’s army.

Five winged soldier-shaped horses.

Frederick and Elrom must have estimated the value of Chris and his party with five players.

Chris picked up the horses that were playing next to him and put them in Elom’s bag.

“Hey, Chris? what is this… … .”

Elrom and Frederick, who witnessed Chris’ sudden action, hardened their faces.

As a result, Elrom’s unit secured 5 additional players. Chris was confident that they could fill the role of 10 players.

‘First of all, I serve about 5 people, and Tyrone serves 2. I think Illesis will be able to serve at least 3 people… … .’

“Can you really do 10 servings?”

Frederick, who had been silent until now, opened his mouth while staring straight at Chris.

Chris nodded lightly and puffed out his chest.