38 – 7. Recapture the City
Wizards are good at healing, and if they have learned combat magic, they can attack from a distance from the rear.
Because they are highly educated, there are fewer people they can mobilize than archers, but they are a useful force because they are able to strike with precision.
Knights demonstrate excellent mobility and excel in close combat.
It also has excellent defense, making it perfect for close combat in narrow spaces. He can do everything except what a wizard can do.
I don’t say this for nothing, but knights are the gods of battle.
There are no downsides, except that the maintenance costs are disgustingly high!
But there was a demon on the battlefield that made both wizards and knights suck their fingers.
-Puddeuddeuk!
“Avoid, avoid… “aaah!”
“People were crushed! Hey, everyone around here is clinging to both sides of the pillar!”
“Okay, I’m in the three. One, two, three!”
We are not in battle. This is a site where woodworkers who cut wood and surplus soldiers who use strength saws gather to work hard to build siege weapons.
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It was just that it happened frequently that one or two people were caught while making it.
When it is on my side, it is a strong shield, but when it is on my side, it is nothing more than a wailing wall.
You must have a siege weapon to break through a castle wall made of muddy stones, not something flimsy like a fence.
It is impossible to destroy the castle wall with the wizard’s firepower.
If a knight tries to hit a stone with his sword, he will only end up with a useless sword or scrap metal.
Of course, with my glow-in-the-dark sword – which ended up being stuck in my mouth – I would be able to cut through a stone if I had to risk losing some of the sword’s teeth.
But what after cutting? Even if it were cut down, the overwhelming weight of the stones piled on top would crush it and the castle wall would maintain its strong appearance.
There is no being in this world who can pull out sword energy and collapse a castle wall with a single blow.
In fact, if such creatures were swarming around, why bother building a castle wall that only eats up money? All objects exist out of necessity.
This was something I felt clearly the other day when I was protecting the village from bandits.
Even a simple wooden fence is useful, so why would a stone wall be so great? There is no way thieves would just open the door and engage in fair hand-to-hand combat. Anyway, their goal is to hold on and eventually find a sponsor.
“Oooooh…….”
“Ugh, I guess I’ll have to start from scratch again.”
“Let the person who pulled it out receive treatment, and you clean up the mess here. “I’m going to go report.”
“Yes.”
I was watching the catapult being made from afar.
The soldier who was pinned under a wooden beam left to receive treatment with his life intact.
It was not difficult to imagine the count who would soon shed bloody tears.
Not only is he in an awkward situation where he has to tear down the castle wall on his own, but even the siege weapons he is making with great determination are not being made as expected.
And considering his mental level, which was at a critical level the last time I saw him, and based on what I have observed over the past few days, probably soon.
“aaahhh-!!!”
“It’s loud.”
A faint scream came from the Count’s barracks and scattered throughout the camp.
The siege weapons were broken, but the vengeful spirit remained and seemed to have successfully destroyed the count’s stronghold.
In a past life, I made a catapult with wooden chopsticks, a rubber band, and a plastic spoon.
And every time I shot the wad of paper with that crudely made product, it bounced off in strange places.
If miniatures are like that, the precision of real-life siege weapons is amazing. This requires professional skills.
There were no experts on siege weapons, so production was difficult. Since it is a weapon that uses elasticity, this is already the third time it has caught a person with its recoil.
I was now on top of a hill overlooking the campsite.
Lisia, who had been receiving countless requests for petting from those around her, could not bear the burden and ran away, so they followed.
“Didn’t the driver run away too…? … ?”
“No.”
That’s actually true. There are so many fathers who ask me to tell them the secret to raising their daughters well.
But I have pride, I have pride. It was painful to see Lisia looking at me with suspicious eyes.
Next to the girl who was closely examining the catapult, I swung her wooden sword to prevent the skills I had learned from rusting.
My eyes were fixed on the gently shining tip of the sword, but my mind was wandering somewhere else in the distance.
Family.
It’s family.
This is a topic I’ve been thinking about for a long time. The biological father, aka Ravenspawner, is of course not treated.
My mother is dead, and I have no brothers or sisters. There may be a half-brother, but since I don’t even know his face, I just pass it over.
If there is anyone I can call my father, it would be Priest Pippin, who was with me when I was young, and if not even that, it would be my teacher, who was with me during my adolescence.
I haven’t thought much about whether I might one day get married and settle down.
In a life of wandering around the battlefield, seeking a spouse is like asking to become a widow. There is no one who will accept it, and it is difficult for me to recommend it even if I have an iron plate placed on my face.
So, if you want to start a family, it must be when you have achieved success and have your own territory.
However, owning an estate meant being treated as a semi-noble, so political elements naturally seeped into marriage.
Most brides and grooms were not able to see each other’s faces until after the wedding date.
So, it is rare to see love and affection between family members, and at the same time, it is a great blessing.
I thought maybe I would follow in those same footsteps.
Because there were not many people who had the power and prestige to freely choose a spouse.
“… “Why are you doing that?”
“I just have something to think about for a moment.”
I looked at Lisia for a moment.
Now that I think about it, I was in the position of the girl’s guardian.
Remarriage was not a big problem. It’s just that divorce is difficult.
In most cases, only the death of one partner could separate a couple. The covenant made by the church could not be broken for any other reason.
In that sense, I have no problem remarrying even though my wife is dead.
In addition, since marriages take place in a church, all records are kept. Just by going to the local office of this era and getting a family relationship certificate, it is proven that I have never been married.
However, if that happens.
“Have you decided what to do in college?”
“University, ah. Yes. I have to go…….”
“It’s okay to think about it slowly. Because the battle could take months. “Looking at the speed at which siege weapons are made, it seems like it will take longer.”
Lisia would have to stand on her own without even her family left in the world.
She is at an age where she should grow up receiving love from her family. I think we need to think a little more about this issue.
“… “Do I really have to go?”
The girl muttered something quietly.
And it was a car that I tried to listen closely to see what it was.
“Is Knight Raven by any chance?”
“It’s here.”
“The Count is calling! “He said it’s important, so please hurry.”
“I understand. “Let’s go soon.”
A soldier ran up to the hill where we were and said to me.
Is this related to the catapult being broken earlier? After telling the girl I was going to go, I packed up my gear and went down the hill.
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When we think of a siege, it is easy to imagine the castle walls being destroyed and the army rushing in.
But the reality was like this.
“If you don’t surrender, we will violently surround you here!”
“We have enough food and supplies! “Why not give it a try?”
After two or three years, if one side cannot hold out and waves the white flag, the siege will end.
All we’ve done so far is dig a tunnel, see if we can open the door, and shoot arrows at each other little by little.
If the architect wasn’t an idiot, he wouldn’t have made the castle wall collapse when he hit it.
If there is someone who designed such poor construction or stole the materials, it would be a good idea to get along and hang on the castle wall.
As it was his own castle, the Count knows very well how strong it is.
I know better than anyone else that slow killing is the least damaging way to preserve the walls and soldiers.
In any case, the bandits who occupied Villach would not have been able to prepare enough supplies since it was an impromptu rebellion.
So, I thought this siege would proceed similarly.
“New information has arrived.”
“I hope it’s good news this time. “Tell me something.”
“Well, it is said that the usurpers of Villach sent a letter to the emperor asking to be accepted as a vassal.”
The day before, when the knights gathered together to discuss battle plans, a messenger came in and knelt before the count.
The count, who had a gentle smile on his face as he looked at the knights who filled his heart, let out a spinal reflex.
The emperor had a record of ignoring the requests of those who refused to take the oath. The reason was that he could not join hands with the excommunicated seeds of evil.
However, if you are negotiating with the new lord of Villach, the story is a little different.
I’m trying to figure out when and how to immerse the Pope, and he can plant my ward right in the front yard of the Pope’s territory.
Even if I am the emperor, I cannot tolerate this.
In other words, this siege involves a time attack.
At the same time, only one earthly task remains for the Count.
“Somehow, no matter what we do, we must enter Villach before it is too late.”
“Even if it means tearing down the walls and losing soldiers…… !”
Count Villach was already trying to join the Pope. Although he was nominally the lord, it would not be surprising if the emperor dismissed him.
So, the Count and Bishop must tear down the walls as quickly as possible and take over Villach before the Emperor’s Gensei enters.
Leaving the castle walls alone? The Count is not a self-destructive sadist bent on destroying his soldiers.
I, who had just witnessed the failure of a siege weapon, entered the Count’s barracks with high expectations of what kind of mysterious plan he would come up with.
And these were the first words the Count spoke to the knights and priests already gathered inside.
“The siege will be abandoned.”
No, if you say that from the beginning.