I was excommunicated from the Holy Knights

55 – Garbage can be recycled 6

A few days after Friedrich and his army arrived in Bohemia.

Upon hearing the news that the Emperor’s troops had departed from Vienna, the capital of the Holy Empire, the Count of Turnen and the 13 nobles of Bohemia,

And Friedrich and the Palatinate generals gathered together and began to discuss countermeasures.

“It is said that the emperor’s army has finally departed.”

“I heard that it will arrive within the next ten days at the earliest.”

“How big do you say it is?”

“I can’t give an exact estimate, but I’ve heard it’s well over 20,000.”

“Umm… that’s not a small number…”

“I don’t know, but it seems clear that their strength is greater than ours.”

The nobles expressed concern as they recounted the latest reports brought by the scouts.

Looking at them with such a fearful expression on their faces, the father, who is in charge of the commander-in-chief of the Bohemia army, said in a voice filled with burning determination.

“It doesn’t matter if the number of enemies is large or small. The important thing is to think about how we will win against it.”

“Count Turun is right. The war was fought anyway, and all that remains is to fight. Rather than fearing our enemies, it will be important to discuss how to respond.”

A middle-aged man who affirms his father’s words with a strong tone.

Count Hohen Georg, one of the Thirteen Nobles and equally an excellent wizard, once again evoked the withdrawn atmosphere and showed a resolute appearance.

“That is correct. In fact, it is a war that has been predestined since the first time it was fought for a cause.”

“Even if there are many enemies, this is our home. If you risk your life, you will surely win.”

“In the first place, isn’t this war a holy war to unfold the righteous will of God against the tyranny of the church? God will surely bless us too.”

The meeting room shows off a heated atmosphere once again, breaking away from the rigid atmosphere that had been temporarily underpinned by the remarks of the high-ranking aristocrats.

at that time..

Watching them like that, Anhalt, who was sitting next to Friedrich, spoke in a bright voice as if it was time for him to step out.

“Indeed it is. Again, this war is a crusade against evil with a just cause. If we, who follow God’s will, join forces firmly, there will be no reason to lose, and in relation to that… I see that one important issue must be pointed out in order to win the war.”

Anhalt jumps on the bandwagon and expresses his opinion.

Seeing him like this, I frowned slightly, but the nobles, who didn’t know what to say next, began to focus their attention on the story related to the word victory.

And, looking around at those nobles, Anhalt started talking in a natural voice like flowing water.

“The old saying goes that two cooks ruin the soup. An organization with two heads cannot function normally, and an army with two commanders cannot win.”

Anhalt leads the story naturally, as if to show that he did not achieve heresy alliance with the neighboring powers for nothing.

However, knowing what would happen after his words,

At the same time, from a position that knows very well how the result comes out.

I just felt very uncomfortable seeing him like this.

And then, from Anhalt’s mouth, words that did not exceed my expectations flowed out.

“In that sense.. before discussing full-fledged tactics, I think we should first decide here who will be the commander-in-chief of our allied forces.”

“You mean the commander-in-chief?”

“Hmm.. It’s definitely a valid story.”

Anhalt speaks confidently.

Regarding this, some nobles expressed a little discomfort, but they agreed with his words.

In an emergency called war, the commander-in-chief who would make the final decision was a must-have law.

And, about this, Earl Hoenn talked about it as if it were natural.

“Speaking of commander-in-chief, shouldn’t Count Turnen, the lord of Bohemia and already in command of our army, take over?”

“I agree too. Since we have already entrusted the army to Count Turnen, it is natural for him to be the commander-in-chief.”

Count Thurne, who already has the authority as an army commander, and also has a wealth of combat experience as a mage who has already been active on the battlefield.

Crucially, as he is the lord who has ruled this land, it was right in principle for him to be the commander-in-chief as well.

However, Anhalt spoke to them in a calm voice.

“Of course, if you simply look at the situation, it is. However, as I said earlier, our power is insufficient compared to that of the emperor. And at this time, what is needed is to attract more support from other countries.”

With those words, Anhalt took a sneak peek at the surrounding atmosphere.

Then, he spoke cautiously to Count Thurn, who was quietly watching the situation.

“And unfortunately, in this regard, I don’t think it’s good for Count Turnen to be the commander-in-chief.”

“Prince Anhalt, how rude are you talking about!”

“Why do you say that because of the relationship between the support of other countries and the appointment of the commander-in-chief?”

Anhalt begins to lay the groundwork while gradually bringing in an external justification.

Then, after making eye contact with the nobles he had kissed in advance, he spoke to the supporters of Count Thurne, who were looking this way while showing repulsion.

“Ahh. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not talking about Count Thurne’s lack of qualities. However, I am saying that it is necessary to clearly define this war as not simply a war between Bohemia and the emperor, but a war between our heretical alliance representing the will of God and the corrupt church forces.”

“Ummm..”

“You mean that…?”

Some nobles reacted as if there was a corner where Moor was caught in response to Anhalt’s words.

In response, he continued to speak with a smile on his lips.

“That’s right. If we wage this war in the name of Count Thurn, it is likely to be interpreted simply as unrest within the Empire. However, if we go to war in the name of Frederick, the head of the Heretic Alliance and the Elector Count of the Empire, then the story will be different.”

Certainly, the army led by Tourne, the lord of one of the provinces of the empire, and the command of the Elector Count… and the army led by Frederick, who was the son-in-law of the Kingdom of Britain and the leader of the Heretic Alliance, were different from the outside world.

The name of an army representing heretical forces on the continent, rather than a small rebel army in a region, would soon give foreign monarchs a reason to actively intervene in this matter.

‘Certainly… if you look at the picture, it should be much better that way. The problem is that only the picture seemed plausible, but…’

With that thought in mind, I began to watch quietly as Anhalt roasted and boiled nobles with his unique horse teeth.

For example, if Frederick was made commander-in-chief, the King of Britain would come with an army. Even if there was a problem, the northern Kalmar allies would not stand still.

Anhalt is starting to turn the hearts of the nobles, claiming that there will be infinite benefits from literally changing one commander-in-chief.

And… Watching him like this, I slowly looked at the face of my father, Count Thurn, who was watching it with me next to me, and said.

“How is it? Am I right?”

“Umm… that’s right, it’s really going the way you said.”

Father spoke in a voice full of admiration for Anhalt’s actions in front of him.

However, at this moment, I was able to clearly recognize that the object Count Thurn was admiring was not Anhalt, whom he was talking about, but his son sitting next to him.