I am the Monarch Chapter 247
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Chapter 247
Chapter 247: The Ruin (2)
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Fujimaru
I am the Monarch – Chapter 247: The Ruin (2)
Roan Lancephil sometimes uselessly worry about unanswerable questions .
‘Ian Phillips vs . Clay . ’
Between the two of them, who is better .
In his last life, only Ian Phillips stood out .
Despite the fact that he had all the memories before hexmage’s mental attack,
the name called Clay could not be recalled .
‘That probably means he wasn’t revealed in the world before . ’
Roan had admired Clay many times for his outstanding abilities while working with him .
Clay wasn’t just capable as a soldier in strategy and tactics .
His administration and management over the territory was phenomenal as well .
He even excelled at commercial goods, such as making huge profits in harvesting and trading grains in the Istel Kingdom .
Above all, Clay was insightful .
His view towards the world .
He knew better than anyone else what he needed to do first and what he needed to prepare .
To Roan, he knew the itchy spot in advance and scratches it . (TL:Clay know his most vulnerable spot, and able to ‘scratch’ it to make it worse)
‘I have also thought that maybe Clay could be better than Ian…… . ’
‘As I still haven’t faced the real side of Ian Phillips in my last life . ’
However, the idea was shattered when he worked with Ian after the last Royal Capital Miller campaign .
‘He’s not called an unparalleled strategist without reason . ’
Roan rolled his tongue out .
It hasn’t been long ago since Ian joined the Lancephil camp, just a few months ago .
But he already has a complete understanding of all the information about the Lancephil Fief Army and County .
He even identified the tendencies of those commanders and the Adjutants .
Based on the information he had identified, Ian was able to fully run the Fief Army as well as the far away County .
It’s indeed a great ability .
But Roan’s admiration wasn’t just about Ian’s abilities .
‘It’s different from Clay . ’
Ian and Clay .
In reality, their abilities may be similar .
But there was a decisive difference between the two men .
If Clay is type to overwork his abilities and handled the job in a self-sufficient manner, Ian was the type that listened to the opinions of many people and helped them to unleash their abilities .
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Thanks to this, the Lancephil Fief Army and Count were moving along systematically, and they were running like cogs on oil .
‘While both are good, but when two are placed on the street, unlike Clay, Ian is crowded around people . ’
That’s why Roan rated Ian higher than Clay .
‘In the end, Ian will win . ’
A firm belief .
He believed in Ian .
While Roan thought about such things, Ian began building an encampment with his commanders .
Each Corps and Troop took shifts to check the perimeter .
In the meantime, the camp fence was quickly erected .
It was a very quick setup with sufficient look .
The encampment was set in the form a bare minimum standards just before the sun went down .
Commander-in-chiefs, captains and commanders officers of each force gathered at the Main Command Barracks .
“We’ve setup the framework of the encampment for now sir . ”
Roan nodded to Austin’s report .
“Everyone did a good job . It should have been a tiring hard march, so take some rest . ”
Austin and several commanders opened their eyes wide .
“Re, Rest sir?”
“Are you just telling us to rest sir?”
A voice with a quizzical tone .
Viscount Heath Potter spoke with caution .
“Are we not preparing for the night-attack sir?”
“There will definitely be night-attack sir . ”
“They’re probably thinking we’ll be knocked out from exhaustion, sir . ”
Everyone nodded in agreement .
Ian smiled and nodded .
“Of course, you have to be prepared for the night attack . ”
The leaders that were filled with anxiety, were relieved from that word .
Ian shook his hand and continued .
I have prepared the cottons . Give it to the soldiers . ”
It wasn’t the expected words at all .
“Co, Cotton sir?”
One of the commanders stuttered .
Everyone’s view turned towards Ian .
Ian responded with a casual voice .
“The enemy won’t be doing a night-time attack . Instead, they’ll make a fuss by shooting arrows or shots from a distance . Allied soldiers will be tired of the exhausting marches, so keep their ears shut with the cottons . The encampment’s boundaries should be done in usual shifts as well . ”
Casually stated, as if he’s looking through what’s in the future .
What was surprising was the response of Austin and other commanders .
“Yes sir . ”
“If it’s stated so from General, then it must be so . ”
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“It looks look we can take a break today . Hahaha . ”
No one asked for a reason, and they also did not look anxious at all .
Ian couldn’t hide his delight at the commanders .
‘They’re all good people . ’
Of course, not all commanders trusted Ian from the start .
Ian’s abilities were shown steadily over the past few months, and they naturally formed trust over him .
However, that’s not the only great thing .
‘There’s no envy or jealousy . ’
Lancephil’s commanders and subordinates were those who knew the power of others and who could honestly acknowledge and respect other’s role .
Rank, position, and age did not matter .
They too, like Roan, valued the person itself as the priority .
This allowed the young Ian to command and control the Fief Army without difficulty as a general .
“Well, everyone take a rest, then……”
Roan stood in front of several commanders and smiled hazily .
“See you on the battlefield tomorrow . ”
With powerful voice .
“Yes Sir!”
All of the commanders bowed their heads in full military honor .
That night, as Ian said, the Rinse Liberators appeared in front of the central, left, and right-wing of the encampment, sporadically shooting arrows, ringing gongs, drums, and horns .
Lancephil Fief Army responded through the scout troop, and then blew the horns out to the camp as if it were on a walk .
Moderate level of counterattack .
Thanks to this, the Rinse Liberation had the illusion that the Lancephil Fief Army had neither rest nor had a night without sleep .
Ian vs . Clay .
The winner of the first fight was Ian .
Of course, Clay didn’t know this .
Puuuuu!
The sound of horns roared as the day wore on, announcing the deployment to three forces, the Central force, the Left, and the Right, was terrifying .
Each military forces, were as if they were ready before, and the soldiers were prepared for battle .
“It’s great . ”
Roan looked forward and marveled at the sight with a low voice .
Across the field, more than 20,000 people set in formation .
It was the soldiers of the Rinse Liberation Army .
More than twice the number of Lancephil Central force .
“There shouldn’t be anything to worry about sir . ”
Ian smiled faintly .
“Only about 10,000 of them have been properly trained in the military . ”
The rest were conscripts who were rushed for war .
Most of them were farmers, and they had a brief moment to touch weapons in the farming season and when subjugating monsters .
By comparison, the Lancephil’s troops, left, and right-wing forces were all elite forces that had fought numerous battles .
In addition, at least a thousand Legionnaires knew how to use mana for each force .
Surely their level falls below the knights, but they were still far more powerful than the general soldiers .
Roan nodded slowly .
He thought the same way as Ian .
There was no need to be scared in advance just because of the difference in the number of troops .
No, in the first place, there was no such coward in the Lancephil Fief Army, including Roan .
Right then .
“They’re moving . ”
Roan smiled, looking forward .
A long line from left to right began with the Soldiers of the Rinse Liberation Army .
The left and right moved first, and the central, which is the main body, is a little behind .
Roan turned his head slightly and looked at Ian .
“Now, Let us begin?”
Ian smiled and bowed his head .
“Yes, preparation is already over sir . ”
Even before a big battle, a neutral and casual voice .
He immediately waved his arms and sent a signal .
Soldiers on the makeshift watchtower waved their small flags .
At the same time .
Puuuu! Dong! Dong! Dong!
The sound of horns and drums echoed with grandeur .
“Forwards!”
With a roaring voice, the two Troops sprang up forwards .
It was the Pakicetus Troop, which was based on Pierce and The Asta Troop, led by Heath .
The two Troops ran toward the enemy left and right respectively .
Bang!
With resounding roar, the battle began .
“Stop them!”
“Kill them!”
From the start, it was an incredibly fierce battle .
They had a much larger number of troops, but weaker individual forces were much stronger than the Lancephil Fief Army, including Pierce and Heath .
In addition, they responded immediately to complex signals and simple commands .
Pavat!
A water-mana bottle following the captain shook the flag .
Each troop was split went back to Thousand-man (chiliarch) forces, by Hundred-man Squad, and the Ten-Man Group reuniting .
Even if they stepped forward, backwards, or frantically changed their view to the left and right .
Like looking at flowing river water, they moved naturally .
In the midst of it, Pierce’s performance in pushing the enemy right wing was almost an eyeopener .
Skuk! Sukuk!
“Ku-ugh!”
“Keruk!”
Every time the spear danced, enemy soldiers fell down .
“I’m Lancephil Fief Army Asta Troop Commander Pierce!”
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