After giving our men a good rest, we built a fortress at the exit of the pass.


    A camp is a base for an expedition with only a small defensive position. This time, since we were going to stay for a while, we built at least a roofed hut.


    Here we meet up with the allied troops coming up from the rear and we will collide with the main body of the enemy.


    Soon the rear unit led by Sivik arrived.


    "There was an enemy trying to get around the Count from the rear, but we also defeated it. We were outnumbered, so I''m not proud of it."


    Siviq was a good old man, but he was very lively when it came to warfare.


    "We did it! Now, here comes the big battle.


    Now that the pass had been breached, word would be getting out that Arsrod Navre''s forces were closing in on the lands along the sea, including the enemy stronghold of Molkkala.


    The extremely worsening situation will surely create unrest in the province of Naghuli. This is where we will strike.


    I''ve got the right contacts.


    I called up Meisel Ujer.


    "In your name, call on your generals who have contacts in the region to surrender. If you surrender, I guarantee you the lands. I will sign all the letters.


    "Yes, sir. I know some of the generals who were hostages in the province of Nagouri.


    "The enemy is more agitated than I thought. We can do this. I got a letter like this today."


    I showed him a secret letter from the governor who controls a riverside port town. It''s a plea to stop looting the town. At the same time, money and goods were delivered here.


    --Yeah, like the prohibition on temples and shrines. Asking the enemy for a ban on looting may be perceived as an act of communication with the enemy. It seems that the enemy is no longer aligned with us.


    I am sure that Odanobunaga is right.


    "If only someone would rise up in one of the port cities, that would settle the matter. Is there any good partner?"


    "The Vaad Lentlands in the northeastern part of the province are the Lentlands, but they must not be on good terms with the main family."


    "All right, I''ll send a messenger right away. I will tell him that I will add two more counties to his current territory."


    It''s faster to do it before you think about it. If he betrays us in even one place, it will be to our advantage.


    "But there is a certain risk in sending a messenger to deliver a letter. Will it reach you safely ......?"


    "Then there''s no problem. We''ll use the trumpet."


    "Bugle?"


    The men who shadow my army.


    The effects of our strategy are slowly beginning to show.


    Lords who ruled lands far from the enemy''s stronghold, Morcala Castle, have begun to fall under my command. They must have begun to fear my relentless attacks against them.


    According to intelligence, Colt Lentland is also having an unexpectedly long time to gather soldiers.


    One of the reasons for this may be the wheat harvest season, but our attack was faster than expected, and some of our vassals are beginning to feel fear.


    As for the generals who did not directly engage in battle, I have kept them alive in principle. Conversely, I have been killing those who have turned the tables on me, with a few exceptions, since the time I attacked the three counties of the province.


    It is likely that he does not want to engage in direct combat in case he loses.


    During that time, there were some who said that we should attack, but I rather chose to wait for the enemy. However, it does not mean that we do nothing. Slowly, we picked a hill where we would take a position and built a small fortress there.


    A castle is a small defensive position that can be built in a short period of time. When the enemy attacked, if they could attack from that high ground, they would have an advantage. They built such castles in large numbers anyway.


    Finally, Colt Lentland set up camp in front of us with 4,500 men.


    The place was the Lentland Plain, the birthplace of the enemy''s family.


    I did not feel like losing anymore.


    The best news had already reached us the day before.


    Vaad Lentland had notified us that he was joining our side to attack the enemy''s stronghold, the castle of Morcala.


    This means that even if we are driven back on the first day, we will be holed up in the fortress of the mountain pass.


    If the castle of Molcara is attacked while we are in a war of attrition, Colt will be in a critical situation.


    All we have to do now is to raise the morale of our allies even more.


    I told my men before the battle.


    "Listen. I have led you here as Count Fordneria. The enemy faces me as Count of Nagouri. You know well which of you is worth risking your lives for.


    I have that three-jagged spear in my hand.


    Perhaps it is because of my occupation as Oda Nobunaga that my charisma is stronger than ever.


    The enemy is already as good as defeated. So your task is not to win. It''s to win!　Let the name of the land of Fordonia roar throughout the whole world!"


    The crowd cheers.


    I thrust my spear.


    "Now let''s show them what we''ve trained for with the spears of the three Jags!


    Louder voices filled the room.


    We have mobilized 3,000 men. To put it bluntly, we have fewer men than the enemy.


    Even so, our soldiers do not feel like losing. Indeed, they will.


    Soon it will be proven.


    The war begins. The enemy will rush in with their numbers.


    Or they may have already heard about the betrayal in the family. Then they will have to beat us even faster.


    Our forces are all holding the high ground. They have built castles for a long time.


    From there they will swing their long spears.


    What!　This spear! It''s too long!"


    The spears shatter the heads of the soldiers, and they fall one after another.


    The men in the castle have been training with these three jagged spears for a long time.


    The enemy''s head is clearly cut off. This is no longer the enemy''s territory. This is my land that I have turned into my own! The enemy''s death toll mounts as they fail to conquer the myriad of castles they have attached to it.


    The enemy general announces his retreat.


    Now!


    "Red Bears, White Eagles, and Noen''s, Sivik''s, and Mycelle''s independent from Noen''s!　Push them to the ground!"


    ""Whoa-ohh!""


    With a voice like that of a savage, we rushed upon the enemy.


    For the first time, a full-scale battle on the plains was fought with a squad of three-jagged spearmen. We had been mass producing spears and training for this day. With this force, we could even steal the country.


    The result was immediate. The enemy was instantly destroyed.


    One after another, they found that people were trying to escape.


    Peasants and mercenaries alike were desperate for life.


    General Colt Lentlant fled for his life.


    We have defeated many enemy generals and we are completely victorious.