“Brothers of the Republic! Champions of our paradise!”

Fuhrer Bahasten of the Hildes Republic encouraged the soldiers in a loud voice. He had come out to personally talk to them. This was rare since he only did this for extremely important battles. However, Siegfried had advised him to do it, and so, he came out to personally encourage his troops. 

“The future of our Republic is at stake with this battle! Fight! Confront them! The glorious future of the Republic is in your hands.”

“Wahhhh!!”

“Long live the Republic!!”

“Hurray for His Excellency the Fuhrer!!”

Just by being the Fuhrer of the Republic, one possessed considerable charisma. Once the soldiers’ morale had been sufficiently raised, Fuhrer Bahasten looked down at Siegfried who was waiting directly below him.

“We shall capture the heart of that despicable kingdom today! All of you!!”

Siegfried drew his sword and shouted out loud as he pointed at their target.

“Advance!!”

50,000 elite troops ran with him towards their target.

“Wahhhh!!”

“Charge!!”

Their target was the outer wall of Tempeulliche, the capital of the Strabus Kingdom. This was what Siegfried's 50,000 troops were aiming for from the very beginning. When the Hildes Republic separated from the alliance and marched towards the western regions, all the strategists...