Fantasy Starting from the Stone Age - Chapter 67



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Episode 67. God of War 2

The Patchar tribe must earn medals in order to survive.

The young boy would not have been qualified to go to Giruak, where he would not even have the possibility of receiving a medal, even if he was an adult, but he shows his talents in an unexpected place.

“You are the representative of the Wan-Kang-Giri tribe of the Patchar tribe!”

Was there no correlation between age and intelligence? At the age of eight, the boy was already unrivaled in the village, and by the age of nine, he could defeat anyone in Shujor.

And when he went to Giruak at the age of ten, he confidently reached the top ranks.

Wangangiri was a game where at the time there were three factions, the Shuzor Alliance, Datan, and Seiwamuyu, and each faction took on one opponent and the other faction once, for a total of 6 rounds. If there was a tie, both would move up to the top ranks.

And the boy is in the top ranks with a perfect record. He can’t turn it around even with just 4 wins, so it’s over with 4 wins, but he ends up not being able to see all the matches through to the end.

“You’re amazing at such a young age! Here, receive the highest medal!”

The manager of Datang Giruak, Giriowun Darida, hands over the medal. The Patchar child looks at him indifferently and says something.

“Instead of accepting that medal, I have a suggestion.”

“What do you want?”

I thought he would ask me to treat the Patchar people better or to sleep with them, or something like that, but the boy from the future had a completely different request.

“The Wangangiri Shujor Alliance is overwhelmingly strong. Can’t we change the rules to balance each faction?”

“ok?”

Darida is confused. It’s not that the Shujor Alliance is weak, but that it’s too strong? Is that what Patchar says?

But what’s even more disconcerting is that at that time, the Shujor Alliance was considered a weak race. Darida asks the boy again.

“Strong?”

“Yes. At a normal level, Shuzor is strong enough to win without a doubt.”

“······Let’s have a go. I’ll take on Datang and Seiwamuyu.”

And Darida is defeated twenty times in a row by the Shujor Alliance. This may be a foreshadowing of the distant future. In the fight between the boy and Darida, Darida does not win.

“No, how······?”

I urgently call the game’s developer, Castle Loren. And I’ll let him play along.

Here again the boy wins a landslide victory. The pride of the game’s developer, Kasloran, who was quite confident in the game’s balance, is shattered.

“This is······I see. If we leave it like this, the Shujor Alliance will not be able to lose. I would also like to give them the Innovation Medal.”

“Then let’s get one more for this rule adjustment.”

“I can’t even figure out how to weaken Shuzor to make it balanced······.”

The boy speaks calmly.

“You only need to remove two Borin (equivalent to pawns in chess or pawns in Janggi). If you want to make it even more perfect, from now on, you should always play in the order of Patchar > Datang > Seiwamuyu.”

And actually, the balance was incredibly good. Everyone in the group agreed that the child should receive the higher honor.

“Would you mind putting more effort into improving the perfection of Wan-Kang-Kiri? I promise to treat your family in Shu-Jor better.”

“The compensation is insufficient.”

“Huh? No, you’re not even listening······.”

The boy is said to have simply said this.

“No matter what you give, it won’t be enough.”

And everyone welcomed the boy who came carrying the medals. The townspeople, the Shujor Alliance, and their Wajin welcomed him.

The boy didn’t stop there. He asked to be given command of the army, saying that he would destroy all of Seiwamuyu.

That’s nonsense. There’s a difference between a full-scale war and a real war.

But since the holder of the medal deserves respect, he was given about ten soldiers to look after the child. They were poor soldiers.

And the boy succeeded in recapturing an entire village with less than ten soldiers. And the adults who had laughed at the boy when he first entered the village were now so loyal that they would jump at the boy’s words even if it was Datang Oram.

“How on earth?”

“We attacked the weakest defense.”

“Who doesn’t know that?”

The boy did it. The Shujor Alliance also sent more soldiers to him for his great achievement.

The boy knew he was young. Despite his cute appearance, the boy was certain of it.

“You shouldn’t disrespect your commander because he’s young. A commander is a commander. If you disrespect an opposing commander because he’s young, will you make excuses after you get hurt? What’s important is not age, but discipline, and I’m your commander. I’m weak, so I’ll be trained by you and command you.”

The boy becomes friendly with the soldiers, takes the lead, trains them diligently, and also moves and commands them diligently.

“Shujor spiders are not only smart, but they also understand what you say. If you train these spiders well, they can go anywhere······.”

The boy seems to be just as interested in raising monsters as he is in spirits. He speaks highly of the spider he keeps as a pet.

The boy’s strategy for becoming a military commander was simple.

“The Patchar hunters beat the Iyakan hunters. The demon cavalry catches the wyverns and drakes. The sorcerers beat the dragon heart soldiers. The dragons cannot be defeated by surprise attacks, but the Borin tribe can exploit the gaps in the large dragons.

Conversely, if you are taken by surprise in any situation, you lose. So, if you can never be taken by surprise and only make surprise attacks, you win.”

If you look at it objectively, is this a strategy? You win by making surprise attacks without being surprised? This is common sense.

But that’s right. The process of war is extremely common sense. The crystallization of common sense accumulated by mankind is war, and the method of war, military strategy. Military strategy only talks about common sense. And how perfectly and accurately 100% the common sense story is implemented is what distinguishes a great general from a weak general.

The general is so incompetent that he can’t even use common sense, so he loses the army he was supposed to win.

A great general can beat an unbeatable opponent just by doing common sense.

But if you treat an opponent you can win against sensibly, what will the result be?

The boy does it. All he does at every moment is surprise. If surprise is not possible, he retreats.

“Who the hell are you doing this to!”

The superior senses and physical abilities of the Patchar tribe allowed them to deceive the Iyakhans with completely undetected traps and ambushes.

Even if they summon a powerful dragon, it won’t be able to burn down the entire jungle unless it’s a ‘catastrophe’ level.

When the dragon rampages, wait until it gets tired and then attack by surprise.

If the Iyakans wander around, surprise attack.

Even if you release the wyvern and drake, it’s a surprise attack.

Even if the dragon spirits go crazy and run around the jungle, they can still attack by surprise.

Surprise. Surprise. Surprise!

A hundred surprise attacks were successful a hundred times. Iyakan had always prepared for the possibility of being surprised at any moment, but there was no way he could survive with that kind of passive warfare.

“How on earth do you do a surprise attack? What are your eyes?”

Spiders. We enchanted the spiders so that they could sense the silk they spread. Soldiers could also transmit simple messages by cutting and reconnecting the silk.

The soldiers who started out as ten men, gained merits and grew to forty, forty to a hundred, hundred to two hundred, and so on. Even though they grew, they were always victorious. With thorough training, perfect supplies, and strict discipline, the boy trained Patchar to become the most abrupt guerrilla in the world.

“We have finally reached the enemy’s stronghold. What should we do?”

“I sneak over in the middle of the night.”

“Undercover? How is that possible?”

I also used spiders. With a few spells on the demon spider, it becomes a ladder that allows you to climb walls.

The boys and soldiers sneak up under the walls and cut off the necks of the yawning, wary Iyakans, then open the gates and launch a fierce attack.

“They took the castle!”

“Their fortress is ours!”

“It’s all thanks to you, Commander! You’re amazing, Commander!”

The boy simply said:

“That’s not enough, the entire South must be unified.”

Wajin. The highest councilor of the Patchar. The Senate. The commander of the legions. Whatever you call them, it doesn’t matter.

The boy took the position at the age of just 13. There was no opposition. The jungle he reclaimed and the victory he achieved were no joke.

The young boy orders one thing from Wajin and Liwa, who were gathered at the time, to make sure they win the coming war.

“You order one thing? I understand. Genius boy. A powerful army! You mean training and discipline!”

“no.”

“Then distribution?”

“no.”

“······Uh. Then what is it?”

“Breeding of monster breeds.”

“???”

At that time, the most representative monster used by the Patchar tribe was the spider. Among the spider monsters, the largest ones were as big as monkeys, and if they were even bigger, they could be ridden and used as cavalry.

And here, Liwaduwan begins to improve the monsters that were previously used only as food or as a kind of pet.

“This frog can be made to croak at a set time, at a set time.”

“This monster bird always faces a certain direction.”

“This turtle is a monster that can recall the things written on its shell at any time.”

“This snake remembers how far it has moved.”

“In other words, if you have these monsters, you can build a perfect map in the jungle.”

The turtle is a map, the snake is a speed measuring instrument, the bird is a compass, and the frog is a clock.

If you combine all four monsters that appear separately and link them together with a very skilled sorcerer’s spell, you can make the map appear according to the speed of your movement, and you can march through the jungle without ever getting lost.

Considering that the biggest problem in the South was that once you entered the jungle, it was difficult to chase the enemy or escape, this alone was a huge breakthrough.

However, these creatures were so large that small personal communication devices were not feasible, and the magical power consumption was high······. However, it was an innovation. Simple communication was possible by connecting and disconnecting spider threads.

And Liwaduwan is obsessed with minor sorcery instead of the powerful and destructive sorcery and powerful creatures that not only Patchar but also Iyakan and Daton were obsessed with at that time.

A spell that makes a crackling sound that only allies can hear within a radius of about a kilometer, or even worse, a device that can confirm that strange feeling whether you are underground or above ground, even though it is just a ‘feeling’.

And he invented a way to use the demons and the simple spirit stones and metals that were available at the time to transmit very simple operations, in a very simple form, to the soldiers he wanted.

He could do this because he was a great sorcerer, but more than that, he knew how useful this would be.

A sorcerer, a strategist, and an engineer. With these simple communications devices, he has developed a ridiculous strategy of ‘deploying only the units that can win in battles where they can win, and always attacking by surprise.’

Wherever you go, there are Patchar tribes. Wherever you run, they are lying in wait. No matter where you block them, they will not come to the place you block them. They know everything Seiwamuyu is doing.

I thought Seiwamuyu was going crazy.

“Have the Patchar tribe multiplied hundreds of times in just a few decades?!”

It’s not the difference in numbers. It’s the difference in technology. The Shujor Alliance expands its territory slowly, but very boldly.

This is a fact that Datang doesn’t know yet.