Game Mind of a Medieval Modern Person - Chapter 153



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153. April 23, 1216, which started with not so good news for decorating the chessboard.

The grand dream of Yubas, who was trying to take the throne with the support of the people instead of the church that was unable to narrow the gap in conflict, was running aground in the face of reality.

The frontline commanders refuse to join, saying that they cannot yield military merit to each other, and Prince Yubas condones the sacrifice because he cannot afford to lose the public opinion he has worked so hard to gain.

This is because these two have brought about a synergistic effect.

Kardal, who was aiming for the throne and the throne of Gongwang, was able to make a more rational decision, but the rest were not able to do so.

Even though they reorganized the supply route around Phenolium, the capital and strategic point of the Duchy of Penrad, and put strong pressure by cutting off all other supplies, most of the commanders did not move.

And Ariaba, swinging his sword four times, did not miss this golden opportunity.

Even though 3,000 were annihilated, Yubas’ expeditionary force, which still had 10,000 survivors, was torn apart at a speed far beyond expectations.

Every morning or every night, Kardal, with his sullen eyes, would knock fiercely on my door and complain with his cat-like eyes.

With a map wrapped around his armpit.

If you tell him to come in after guessing the situation, he would immediately spread out a map on the table and let out a sigh.

“This time, we lost the battle at Cedraum, southeast of Phenolium. Gertison Orne Yuvas. It seems that they fought the battle under the complacent judgment that I, the supply officer, would be held responsible even if they lost.”

“Are you alive?”

“Dead.”

The commanders of Yuvas had greatly underestimated the capabilities of the cultists due to their repeated victories over the past year.

As a result, I had the baseless confidence that I would be different even though I was being swept away like a weed cut down in the early stages… The result is clear.

Just a few months after the four-swinging Ariava led his horde in a full-scale counterattack, most of Yuvas’ expeditionary force was destroyed.

The army that had numbered 10,000 was reduced to 70 million, and even that was the cost of bringing in even the seriously injured who had not lost their limbs.

The only silver lining is that frontline commanders are starting to look at the situation objectively.

Besides, if you change your mindset, it’s not all that bad.

“Now, most of those who haven’t joined Phenolium are dead. They’ve all retreated from the coastline, and if we chase Ariaba any further, we’ll have to go deep inland, so it’ll take time. It’s a lot better than I thought.”

“We lost 5,000 out of 12,000. More than half of our valuable cavalry and knights were killed. Is that all right?”

“If you’re blinded by numbers, what’s the use? They were just imaginary numbers that you couldn’t control anyway.”

Kardal still couldn’t shake off the illusion that everything in Yuvas was his.

Fortunately, this arrogant usurper had an independent consulting expert who could give him clear, third-person advice.

“Because of the raids by Ariaba, it was difficult to supply, so I decided to use a safe supply route, so I asked the frontline commanders to understand. I even sent an official document requesting that the combat area be limited, but he refused because he was blinded by his military achievements, and then died.”

“I could have the soldiers if I could just get rid of their commander.”

“Then would your father have just watched? He probably demanded that the commanders of Yubas capture you and offer you up instead of the heretics. Those who were already looking for an excuse to get away would have readily complied.”

The main reason why the commanders of Yuvas refused to join Phenolium was because Kardal, who was friendly with me, was already in place.

If you have any interest in politics or human relations, you know that I am friendly with Kardal.

If they come to Phenolium, they will naturally compete with Kardal for command, but if I, the stigmata manifestation, join in after Prince Penrad, who is already wary of Yuvas’ growing influence, Kardal, who pursues a more passive and defensive strategy, has a greater chance of winning.

Even though supply is not a specialization, it is no different from power in an actual battlefield.

If we have Prince Penrad, who is semi-forcibly responsible for local supplies, Kardal, who is responsible for supplies in Yuvas, and even me, who can persuade the people, as enemies, then we have no chance of winning.

So, I guess he was trying to defeat the easy pagans, secure his influence, and then blame Kardal for the failure of the supply…

There was a very fatal flaw here.

Are pagans easy?

No way.

“Kardal Orn Yuvas. As your patron and mutually supportive ally, I advise you to immediately disarm the units joining Phenolium and seize command. The charge would be insubordination. Let’s just put the commander under house arrest so that rumors don’t spread.”

“To prove the crime of disobedience, there must be a written statement with the father’s seal.”

It’s true that Kardal is a man who deals with the military, but I know that he’s not a man who deals with people.

The important thing in this kind of thing is to make it fit together plausibly.

I tapped the map with my index finger to get Kardal’s attention.

“How would an army that was not supplied on the battlefield procure supplies? It would have been quite different from your father’s, who strictly prohibited looting in order to gain the support of the people.”

“that…”

“Even if they didn’t, how are they going to prove that they didn’t plunder? Are they going to bring the villagers they abandoned here to testify? If they do, they’re their subordinates. Do you think they would have refused to let them plunder together?”

Add a spoonful of exquisite garnish here.

“Of course, it would be too harsh to hold the soldiers who were merely following orders accountable. They would not have wanted to go against the will of Prince Yubas. Rather, if they are suspected along with the commander who embezzled the money for personal gain, it would be a good idea to give them a chance to prove their innocence.”

“Bishop. I don’t like beating around the bush. Especially not when it comes to guys like you.”

Is this kid the kind of person who skims through the answer sheet even if you explain the solution process to him?

As soon as he became king, he taught him valuable methods to avoid being usurped, but his eyes and tone of voice were extremely cruel.

That’s why yellow-headed beasts are not allowed.

I felt the pain in my stomach break, so I straightened my posture and clicked my tongue.

“After spreading a rumor that the commander was personally embezzling and plundering the loot and salaries that should have gone to the soldiers, they bribed anyone they could find to get them fired.”

Then Kardal looked at me like I was an idiot.

It’s like looking at an unfortunate person who is mentally deficient from birth and cannot get along with those around them.

“Then they are the ones who would rather give up on joining.”

“That’s the gamble.”

I also answered, looking at Kardal as if he were a cripple.

“If the army gives up on receiving supplies, you’ll just be a bunch of bandits pillaging the area. Pretend to be indebted to Prince Penrad and ask for help. Prince Penrad will never take the lead against the heretics while Yubas’s forces are still intact. Even if he figures out that it’s a competition for leadership within Yubas, he’ll help you since your actual force is weaker than the belligerents.”

Even if the Yubas army that refused to join doesn’t loot, if we tell them, Prince Penrad will brand them as a group of bandits.

Instead of confronting Yubas head-on, he says he will use his own name to drive out the praise for Yubas that has spread throughout Penrad, and Kardal’s expression turns rotten.

The nature is so vicious, but the means are so cruel.

I sighed when I saw that this bishop, who was supposed to protect the right order against evil schemes, was instead teaching schemes.

“You absorb the army by fighting the traitors who are branded as bandits by the locals for the sake of your father’s dream and honor, Prince Penrad gets rid of Yuvas’ influence, and I gain time. That’s how everyone is happy.”

Only then did Kardal look a little bit harsh.

But I still had one question.

“I know it’s an ideal plan for me to take over the army. But, what about Ariaba?”

“We can’t win against these ragtag soldiers whose command authority is completely destroyed anyway. Even if we try to force ourselves, we’ll only lose the possibility of winning.”

Ah, the evil pagan leader Ariava.

I felt tears welling up in my eyes as I thought of the people trembling before that bloody axe blade.

“Give me what you want.”

***

May 14, 1216.

Kardal Orne Yuvas faithfully followed my advice and stripped the command of Wenis, the first one to join.

Although they took measures to prevent the rumors from spreading as much as possible, there were those who were sensitive to Kardal’s movements.

As soon as the news was delivered, the commanders of Yubas all made excuses and stopped their march, and some of them protested so violently that they sat down on their buttocks.

When I noticed this situation, I immediately went to see Prince Penrad as a priest.

“The army of Yubas is in conflict?”

Prince Penrad, who had been eyeing only the flag of Yuvas that was hovering over his own country, immediately smiled brightly and listened to my words.

“Your Majesty, although I am a member of the church, I am a blood relative of the Morning Rulers and understand the hardships you are going through. What’s more, those authors called Yubas are barbaric and unprincipled, and they even look down on the church.”

“Oh, right. Huh… Huh?”

“How can I just sit by and watch His Majesty being persecuted by those wicked men?”

“Bishop, I am already listening to you. I know that you too have been insulted by Yuvas, so let down your guard and speak honestly with each other!”

At this moment, I realized that paganism was far behind in Prince Penrad’s priorities.

I couldn’t help but laugh because the green light was turned on for the picture I had drawn.

Of course, Prince Penrad interpreted my laughter as a display of confidence or joy at finding someone who understood.

“Kardal Orn Yuvas wants to take command himself, but his forces are weak and he will be overthrown instead. In that case, His Majesty will once again be robbed of manpower and supplies under the pretext of cooperating with the belligerent Yuvas commanders.”

“Can you change that future? If you were Bishop Hu?”

“But if Your Majesty helps Kardal Orn Yubas and leads them to a standoff, where will they get supplies and where will they get justification? If those who come to Your Majesty’s aid do not receive Your Majesty’s favor, how are they any different from a band of bandits who cross the border without permission and commit plunder?”

Sometimes what seems like the right answer is actually a trap.

“Let Kardal come forward and remove the banner of Yuvath that has been raised over Penrad in the name of Yuvath. The enemy who curries favor with the people inside the castle is more fearsome than the heretics outside. If Your Majesty truly wishes to protect this country and the rights befitting his bloodline, then now is the time.”

“Your Majesty, you…”

“I will surely stand on Your Majesty’s side.”

In this case, it was both the sucking baby Kardal and the paranoid Prince Penrad that I gave him.

I was happy to answer for Prince Penrad, who wanted a definitive answer.

“With our duchy’s strongest knight, Sir Tervere.”

It was at this time that the wrinkles under Prince Penrad’s eyes began to droop.

“I have always believed in the faith of the Powis. I am grateful for their honor in readily helping me in these difficult times.”

“Have you made up your mind?”

“Yes. Thanks to your advice, my eyes have been opened. I finally understand what I have been carrying in my head.”

Srrrrung-.

Prince Penrad immediately drew his sword from its scabbard and raised it in salute.

“I am already the ruler of this place!”

***

Of course, the Duchy of Penrad or the Prince of Penrad.

And there is a better way for Kardal Orn Yuvas.

But I am, after all, a person of the church and of Powis.

Moreover, the fight against the pagans was never a situation where a short-term victory was possible.

Come here. Unless the Awakened One appears, the moment the gods intervene in earnest, we will definitely lose.

And the old gods of Ise will move when their power is in danger of being completely ousted, when they are sure that there are no Aura Awakeners.

We had to prepare for a long-term war.

Of course, with our family and the Duchy of Powis at the center of it all.

Episode 154