Volume 10 Chapter 6-7 (1/2)
Chapter 6: Miscalculation
Translator: Skythewood
Editors: Darkdhaos, Ruzenor, Seir K
Passing through a vineyard, they entered the forest
This road that was covered sparsely by trees ran through several hills, leading all the way to west Langobalt
Stones and dried branches were scattered on the ground, twisted roots forround
For nors of the horses would be pricked and they would fall easily That’s how the road was
However, as expected of the Belgaria Ihts They could move like the wind even on road conditions as terrible as this
In the beginning, Regis was still worried
— Is it fine forto be the Emperor?
“Uwahh!?”
— I’ to fall!
He felt it was terrifying when he rode on Altina’s horse… But that was nothing compared to this
They maintained top speed
And they were shaking intensely
He couldn’t spare the effort to think If he didn’t grab on tightly, he would fall
If he fell onto the stone covered ground at this speed…
There were also et trampled to death?
There were several tio on
His hands were tired, and he was losing his grip
— Ughh… Is this… the end?
When he ith Altina, he would sit in front of her rab the head of the horse and hold on to its mane
Although the horse rabbed their mane
As he was sitting behind, he could only hug onto Latreille tightly
— So big
Was it because of his arer than usual
— So this is… the man ill become Emperor?
And this was an opponent he had to face
Even though they were fighting on the sais would revert back to his identity as Altina’s strategist
Since their political ideals were in conflict, they would have to stand on opposite sides
Klang! His body was airborne
“Uwah!?”
His body was floating up, and almost fell off the back of the horse
He held on for dear life
Even though he wasn’t running, his heart was pounding wildly He kept panting as his body shi+vered
Latreille kept his eyes to the front and said:
“Don’t fall now, Sir Regis”
“Uwah!”
“There are several roads to the west of the fortress Froobalt, West Langobalt, and to the sea through the mountains”
See area
As expected of hiis wish Altina could learn that too
“So why did you think it’s this route? The direction of escape is…”
The Queen of High Britannia definitely escaped through here — Regis thought
“I-It obalt”
“Why?”
“Only this road is wide enough for a carriage to pass through”
“It’s true that the other routes are passable with horses, but not carriages But what is going on here? They are using carriages?”
“Yes”
“The queen needs to ride in a carriage? It’s difficult to understand Even if the Queen can’t ride a horse, they could still bring her along anyway”
“T-That’s right… But Queen Margaret e”
“Why are you so sure!?”
“During the battle with the Seventh Arhts assaulted theh Britannia had been positioned was in grave danger Despite such a situation She still sat in a proe”
“Maybe it will be different this time”
“No…”
“Her staff officers will suggest that she should escape on a horse!”
“ If she was a Queen that could accept such suggestions, she wouldn’t have followed the arn, or occupied Grebauvar city”
“Maybe her personality changes frequently, and she illingly get onto a horse”
‘That, is impossible”
“How can you be so certain!?”
“ Even if she wants to ride a horse out of stubbornness, the people around her won’t think so”
“Hmm!?”
“ They will think she is so afraid of the I her escape… That’s why”
“Her pride huh But that doesn’t change the fact that she is fleeing?’
“If there is another goal, it can be called a different approach For exah the Iht before them… It was the same for their retreat”
Latreille turned silent
Regis was conjecturing the personality of the High Britannia Queen from past events
She was soe alone
And if her staff officers could persuade the Queen, she wouldn’t have occupied Grebauvar city, but returned straight to High Britannia
“If it is for her principles, it ht? Even though the coobalt”
“ If that is so, then our action this time will just be wasted”
“Fu, you o so fast, only to return empty handed?
“The odds of capturing the Queen of High Britannia is equally high though?’
“That’s true”
An earth shaking sound came from behind them
Latreille lanced back for a moment
“Hmm!? What happened!?”
“ That should be the activation of the final device”
“Unleashi+ng the flood? What kind of effect would it actually have? Is it really powerful enough to decide the battle?”
“ Probably”
Regis only read about it fro this tactic for the very first time
If the things recorded in the books were different fro, h to defeat the enemy completely
And at that point, even though they have the high ground, the exhausted knights corps would probably have a hard fight before them
That hy they built a wall downstream too
If the water flooded the first level of the fort, it would be i So in the end, they could definitely take back Grebauvar
A sharp whistle came from the front
That was so used by the First Army
“Found them!”
That was the whistle of the scouts who moved ahead
Latreille spurred on his horse to go faster
There was a right turn in front The body of the horse tilted coht, so far they even touched the branches to the side
“ Uh!?”
Pip, the leaves hit Regis in the face
He wanted to twist his body to the left out of fear, but he would probably lose his balance and fall if he did that, it was very dangerous
When he rode with Altina, she mentioned ‘Don’t move if you don’t want to die’
Regis grit his teeth and steadied his body
His field of vision widened
In front of the narrow strait of road—
He could see the figure of soldiers who had their rifle at the ready
It was the High Britannia riflemen!
Regis exhaled from shock and froze
Latreille drew his sword
“Break through!”
He sped up instead
The knight escorts roared and charged after him
At the sa out
“ Huff”
His breathing was ragged
Oswald Coulthard swung his blade
The Ih the gap under the armpit and pierced his heart
“Arghh!?”
The Belgarian Knight twisted, and fell off his horse
Oswald pulled his reins and drew near the black carriage
“Queen Margaret, please come this way!”
The High Britannian Queen was sitting in a light carriage for two It wasn’t a box type, but closer to a couch being covered on the sides and front, and wheels h for a hu it This was called a cabriolé, a theeled carriage drawn by one horse
Queen Margaret Steelart curled her knees and sat on the couch
She flicked her hair a little unhappily
“Ara ara, Oswald, can you help me? My hair is a mess Where did I leave my comb?”
“ My deepest apologies Can the elegant Queen Margaret please bear with this?”
“You are always like this Always You are going to becoain okay?’
“ I ahts that attacked us are probably scouts… I think theirus”
“Fufu… How troubling? Is this the end of the road?”
“It is just as the wise Queen Margaret says Please ride on the horse over here!”
Margaret smiled
She crossed her ar up her bountiful breasts As her clothes were rather thin, the round shapes could be seen clearly
“I refuse”
“ I understand”
Oswald backed down, he probably expected such an answer
Normally, even if the two of the that they could escape That was how fast the Belgarian riders were
Osasn’t wearing arhed less than the full plate armour worn by the Imperial horsemen
However, the horses were different
Even the best horse in Grebauvar couldn’t match the horses of his adversary
Or rather, as expected of the Imperial First Army
Gun reports rang out behind him
This was the a
— They got here so fast
This was afor time If this could stop the enemy, make them wary and advance slowly, maybe he could escape…
What little expectation Oswald had was shattered so simply
The sound of the hooves drew near
“ I knoar doesn’t always go as ish… But this is it Everyone, please hold them back”
They were being hunted, and it seemed he had braced himself for the fact that they couldn’t escape
He couldn’t surrender
If the horse that was running at full speed gets hit, it won’t end so easily with just a heavy injury He couldn’t let Margaret take any risk
And since he couldn’t escape, it would be better to issue an easy to accouards
Oswald issued one order after another quickly
“The twenty soldiers behind get down froo into the forest! If anyone comes near Her Majesty, shoot him! But don’t shoot the enemy commander!”
The soldiers at the rear rank obeyed the order, dismounted and hid in the forest with their rifles
“The soldiers further back are to for enemies, aim for the horse head!”
The heavy arhts stood to the side She was First Lieutenant Glenda Graham
“Sir Oswald! I will buy us some time!”
“My deepest thanks, Glenda But please don’t push yourself”
“Yes Sir! But how did the Imperial forces notice us?”
When Oswald realized the schearians, he estimated the time when the citizens would escape, and use that chance to withdraw
This should be the time when the enemy’s attention on the fortress was the weakest
As they had travelled quite soht up, the chances of theht at the start was low
They only noticed after the fact
And there were several routes to the west of the fortress
Why did they notice that we picked this route? Or did they send soldiers down the other paths too?
— If the pursuers are few in number, we can fend them off…
The Ihts appeared behind them
They were in a single file, so Oswald couldn’t tell their exact numbers But from the sound of the hooves, there were quite a number, not just a dozen or two
— Which h the fact that Osould choose this route
It was going to be a melee battle
The Imperial riders thrust out their lances
“Hyaaahhhh——!!”
The guards started to engage
The one shooting fro heavy armour with several rifles on her back and on the horse
“How can I let you bastards reach Sir Oswald!”
The bullet pierced the breastplate of the Imperial soldier
He fell with a scream
However, Ied from behind him one after another
She shot the loaded rifle, dropping it after she fired and picked up another loaded rifle to shoot
The bullets flew out
And hit
But the enemy didn’t stop
The Belgarian horse They came closer and thrust their lances
“Woahhhh—!!”
“Ugh…!?”
Glenda ditched her rifle and held a pike
And thrust
She dodged her opponent’s attack and thrust at the sa for the side of the rider’s abdomen
She hit!
“Gah… Glory to the Empire… Ah”
With a slurred sound, he grabbed onto his enemy’s pike — Glenda’s pike And from behind this man, another rider appeared
— I can’t pull the pike back!
Glenda let go and drew the sword on her waist
“Die!!”
She slashed
She knocked away the Imperial soldier’s lance — and stabbed his throat — Or that was how it should be