When Tyre retreated from the Aaron Landis camp and rushed back to his own camp, the Aaron Landis general who had attacked his camp at night rushed back and forth in the camp and left first.
The two failed to meet.
It may also be because the general Aaron Landis, like him, saw the chaos in his camp from a distance, so he rushed back in a hurry.
Because they did not expect that the Aaron Landis, whose strength was far lower than their own army, would take the initiative to attack.
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 into the camp brazenly.
The general even slaughtered a Gasdard general and fled.
In the dark night, the silver-haired prince who hurried back was still riding on his horse.
The light of the bonfire reflected on Tyre's frosty face.
General Gasdard, who was in charge of the vigil but was attacked by surprise, knelt down in front of Tilma tremblingly. Although he bowed his head deeply and did not look at the prince's expression, the cold gaze from above looked down like a substance. His body made his back shiver.
To the Gasdadians, Prince Tyr is like the cold winter that shrouds the snowy fields of Gasdad all year round.
On the snowfields of Gastad, the cold winter is the most terrifying existence.
Wherever he went, the cold and death went hand in hand.
Let everyone in awe of his power, but also feel terrified from the heart.
Although he was seriously injured when he was facing the 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 Tyr, motionless.
He did not dare to conceal or exaggerate at all, and honestly and honestly explained the night raid on the camp.
"The one-eyed blond knight..."
Tyre naturally knew.
The knight of the scorching sun is well-known on the mainland, and is regarded as the strongest two after the Lion King of Aaron Landis, along with the prince Heimos, who is known as the 'Black Knight'.
At the same time, he is also the guardian knight of the Prince of Gallan.
Such a strong knight, no wonder he was able to lead a group of cavalry into his camp.
He glanced at the subordinate who was still kneeling, and the general was stiff in his eyes.
Tyre rolled over and dismounted, and walked towards, the snow-white cloak stained with countless bloodstains behind him flew up in the firelight of the night.
His indifferent voice came from the darkness.
"The guarding of the camp is not strong enough, and I have been whipped forty."
He was already injured and had to be whipped forty times, which was almost equivalent to half his life.
But the harsh general who was used to Prince Tyre didn't say anything and retreated.
…
Dressed in blood-stained armor, Kaihos hurried back to camp.
Hearing that Prince Gallan was killed by the leader of the raiding battalion, he showed a nervous look, asked the prince's whereabouts, and went straight to him.
"It's so late, why didn't the prince stay in the tent?"
"The Knight Commander Farr was injured trying to block the Gasthard who was charging towards the prince, and the prince went to see him."
"Is that so..."
Kaihos breathed a sigh of relief.
Before walking to a small tent, he heard conversations inside, so he slowed down, did not go in, and stood at the door.
The voice of the conversation could be vaguely heard from inside.
"I'm sorry, Your Highness, it is because of the negligence of your subordinates that you are 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 are not good at guarding the camp, and you should be punished."
A boy's voice came from inside.
The voice was very clear, not hostile, but not soft, just gave a strong sense of solidity.
"But the commander of the First Legion is Kaijos, and even I have no right to punish you over him."
"Your Highness, I..."
"Don't think too much, there will definitely be punishment for you, but it will be implemented after you are healed. If you are healed quickly, you can go to the battlefield and make meritorious deeds earlier, and then you can atone for your sins. You understand. ?"
"...Yes, Your Highness, even with such a useless body, he will definitely make contributions on the battlefield for you."
Cayhoes did not go in, but stood silently outside the tent.
When Garlan lifted the curtain and walked out, he smiled at him.
Even though there is still a little blood on his face left from killing the enemy, the knight of the scorching sun's face with the charm of a mature man is still handsome and charming.
He smiled and said, "Prince, I'm back."
Perhaps it has become a habit, even now, he is still habitually calling the prince instead of the crown prince.
"Cajus?"
As soon as he went out, he was surprised to meet his own guardian knight, Garlan was startled for a moment, and then immediately smiled.
He stepped forward quickly, reached out to hold Kaijos's arm, and looked up at him.
"Are you injured?"
Kaihos shook his head.
He lowered his head and looked down at Garlan in front of him with a soft gaze, as if the warmth of the fire next to him melted into his eyes.
he thinks.
This prince is probably the only one in this world. When he saw his subordinates returning from the night raid, the first question he asked was not 'how was the result of the night raid' but 'are there any injuries'.
He smiled and replied, "I'm fine, prince."
…
"I didn't expect that Prince Tyr would attack the camp in person, and he also has natural power... Prince, you should pay more attention to your own safety next time."
"Well, I didn't think about it well, but fortunately there is Xinyas."
Garland said, looking at the sky.
There was already a twilight on the horizon, and the sun was about to rise.
"It's almost dawn, I'll go with you..."
"You are not omnipotent gods, Your Highness, you have done enough."
Cayhus suddenly interrupted Garlan, he said, "Next, it should be handed over to our subordinates."
The malachite-green eye suddenly blinked at Garlan.
"Remember, I once said that if you have done everything yourself, what do you want our subordinates to do?"
He looked at Garlan in a joking tone, but with a very serious look.
"Not being able to share the troubles of our master is what troubles us knights the most."
He beckoned, reached out and took a cup of hot milk that his subordinates had prepared in advance, and handed it to Garlan.
He said, "So, Your Highness, after drinking it, even if the sky falls now, you should go to rest. After all, the sky will surely crush me first."
"Hey... Cayhorth."
"I'm sorry, Your Highness, I didn't mean to mention that you are a lot shorter than me."
"… "
An arrow to the heart.
"Your Majesty Kaihos is right, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."
At this time, General Elson, who was following next to him, followed with a knife.
"Look, you just reached my shoulder."
She even casually raised her hand and gestured.
"This can't be done. You need to eat more in the future so that you can grow your body."
Garland: "..."
Two arrows pierce the heart.
Cayhors held the milk innocently.
"I didn't mean you were short, I just wanted to remind you that if you want to grow taller, you must get enough sleep."
"Yes, that's what I usually say to the little princess."
General Elson, who didn't know how to read the atmosphere at all, continued to make up for it.
In her heart, the crown prince is the future husband-in-law of her little princess, and she naturally hopes that Gallan can grow tall and strong.
If the crown prince is not taller than her little princess in the future, it will not look good.
"... I'll leave the rest to you, and I'll go to sleep."
Angry.
However, Garlan, who had to turn his head up to meet his guardian knight's gaze, couldn't resist at all.
He originally wanted to refute, but after thinking about it, everyone around him was indeed taller than him, even his younger brother Sinyas was taller than him.
And the only little fat man who was shorter than him, Tal, stayed in the rear because he couldn't march quickly and didn't follow him.
So unable to refute, he filled the glass of milk in one breath, then turned around depressed and got into the tent.
"Um."
The knight watched his little prince enter the tent.
"I hope you have a good dream."
He said, his eyes soft.
Vinier next to him stared at the look on Kaihos's face at the moment for a long time.
Kaijos, who turned around to deal with affairs, turned his head and saw her staring at him.
"What? Is there something wrong?"
"No... I'm just thinking, you look better than your usual fake smile. Well, unfortunately, now's not the time to think about it, or I'd love to be knocked out right now. You, drag it back to the island."
"… "
The corners of the knight's eyes twitched uncontrollably.
Then, Kaihos turned around and decided to leave.
…
…
Garland didn't know how long he had slept.
It seems to have slept for a long time.
Since the day he decided to retake Judas City, his emotions have been tense, hanging high in the sky.
Every decision he makes will affect the future of Aaron Landis.
He tightened his nerves, not daring to slack off.
It feels like every minute and every second is like walking on the edge of a cliff, without the slightest breath.
Since that day, he has not slept well.
The tense nerves made it difficult for him to sleep.
Although he was driven to sleep by Kaihos, he thought that it would take a long time to fall asleep again as before, but he fell into a deep sleep after getting into bed for a while.
He didn't know how long he had slept.
Anyway, I slept very deeply, and slept for a long, long time.
Later, in a daze, it seemed that something warm was licking his hand constantly, causing him to gradually wake up.
"Go away, Nega, don't lick."
A familiar voice lowered and spoke beside him.
"Lord Kaihos said, let the prince have a good night's sleep, and don't wake the prince."
The person who always habitually called him the prince instead of the crown prince, except Kaihos, was only the little fat man who had followed him since he was a child.
Garlan opened his eyes slightly, and sure enough, he saw the round back, and was talking to the big lion sideways in a low voice, trying to drive Nega away.
But Negari didn't bother to deal with Tal, and still lowered her big fluffy head, licking Gallan's fingers gently.
Tal's face became more and more round and bulging with anger.
He was angry for a while, suddenly felt something, turned his head, saw Garlan looking into his eyes, and immediately shouted happily.
"Prince, are you awake?"
"Well, Tal, when did you arrive?"
Garlan sat up, hugged the big lion with its big head in his arms, and slapped it twice.
Tal followed the rear army, and he came, and the rear army led by the old city lord Kareni must have also arrived.
"Why didn't you wake me up?"
"Lord Kaihos will not let you."
Tarr whispered.
Cayhoes just let him stay beside the sleeping prince, not let him wake the prince.
He stayed by the bed for most of the day, and then took a good look at the beautiful sleeping face of his little prince.
Garlan looked out the window, the sun was leaning westward, and he almost slept all day.
"When are you coming... um? Why is it so noisy outside? What's going on?"
"It's noon, and there's a fight with the Gastadians outside. Of course, it's very noisy. It's been an afternoon."
Tarr replied with a look of course.
"what?"
Garland was a little stunned.
Fighting the Gastards
In other words, the war has already begun? It's been an afternoon of fighting
Why didn't anyone wake him up? Why didn't he wake up so loudly
…
Wait, that glass of milk!
Garlan suddenly remembered that the glass of milk that Kaihos handed him in the early morning must have been added, which made him sleep so long and so deeply.
no! How could he stay here during the war.
"Tal, bring my clothes!"
As soon as Gallan pushed Niega away, he got up and was about to get out of bed.
He was just sitting up when someone walked in.
"Your Highness."
The bard in leather armor walked into the tent. He stepped forward, bent his knees, knelt down on one leg in front of Garlan, and then looked up at Garlan.
"Prince Garland."
He says,
"You've done what you're supposed to do, you've done everything you could."
"So, please leave the next thing to them."
"And all you need to do now is believe in your men and believe they will bring you victory."
Shulos' words made Garlan stunned for a moment.
Suddenly, he remembered what Kehoes had said to him in the early hours of the morning.
'Your Highness, you are not omnipotent gods. '
'If you are carrying everything on your own, what are we going to do with our subordinates? '
'So, please leave it to us. '
Thinking back to Kaihos's words, Garlan was lost for a while.
After a long time, he seemed to want to understand something, and smiled softly.
Yes.
He did everything he had to do.
He has done the best he can, everything he can do.
Next, the battlefield where hundreds of thousands of armies faced each other should be handed over to the commander-in-chief and the generals he appointed because of his trust.
"I see, Shulos, I'll leave the rest to you."
The boy said, his golden eyes slightly curved.
War is not something he is good at.
Then, of course, leave it to someone who is good at it.
All he had to do now was believe them.
I believe that his subordinates will definitely bring victory to him and to Aaron Landis.
…
…
140,000 Gasdard army.
The army of Aaron Landis of 170,000.
At this moment, the two armies faced each other in the northern border, and more than 300,000 troops spread out, forming a huge battlefield with no end in sight.
As the commander-in-chief of the entire army, Kareni has been playing steadily, ignoring any tricks of the enemy to lure the enemy, using the most secure formation, and only engaged in head-to-head combat with the Gasdads.
The so-called surprise attacks and tactics can only be used when they are forced to.
On such a huge battlefield, when one's own side has an advantage, a frontal attack is the best strategy.
On this plateau and flat land, the two sides came and went, and they fought head-to-head for seven days.
Both sides have their own victories and losses, as well as losses. For a while, it became a confrontation situation, and it seemed that the two sides were evenly matched.
But both sides are well aware that this level of power is just an illusion.
The Gastadians could not last long, for their sustenance would soon be exhausted.
The scale of victory has begun to tip little by little in the direction of the Aaron Landis over time.
It's only a matter of time before the Gastadians fail.
Once their sustenance runs out, the Gasdadians will be defeated!
…
At the same time, in the southern royal city, a person quietly left the city gate among the crowd.
The hood of the cape blocked his face, making it impossible to see his appearance.
After walking out of the city gate, he turned on his horse and quickly disappeared into the distance.
At the same time, there was a small disturbance in the palace.
"Ximuer! His Highness Heimos is gone!"
"what-?!"
Shamash's priest instantly turned black.