I Only Want to Enjoy Life But My Little Sister Want Me to be King

"They are here."

I watch as the fleet from Tyrosh approaches the Gate of Justice (My people are the ones calling this gate that). Two thousand men are standing on the wall, waiting for the ship to appear. All of us are standing in the dark of the night. Some of my men are ready to drink their Potions of Strength, Potions of Leaping, and Potions of Feather Falling. They will be the ones who jump onto the enemies' ships and engage in close combat, then burn the ship before leaping to safety once again.

We hide in the dark while waiting for the fleet to close. All fire is extinguished, and we hide behind the parapet of the wall.

We let them set sail past the archway, and when almost half of them passed, I took out my war horn and blew it up.

After I blow the war horn, the others also blow theirs.

Two thousand men appear on the wall with their bows in hand. Some of them are enchanted with Flame and Infinity, while the others are normal bow and arrow. I can hear the people on the bow screaming in panic as their plan fails.

"Fire at will! Leave no one alive!"

I roar my command as all of us fire a hail of arrows at the scrambling enemies who try to either get to the shore or climb the wall. I leave the one climbing the wall to my men while I focus on the archer who tries to shoot us.

While shooting all the archers underneath me, I catch something in the corner of my eye. I see two ships at the back that have mounted scorpions on their ships. I chug potions of feathers falling and jump toward them.

"Fuuuu"

I release a huge breath, take out my mace, and swing it down. A torrent of fire appears above me and flies at the first ship. I land on the ship underneath me, swinging my mace at the incoming enemies.

"RAAAGH!"

I swing my mace around while running toward the second ship that has a scorpion.

"Protect the king!"

I can see the others already chugging their potions and joining me in this battle. We can go from one ship to another because of how tightly packed the ships are. Their plans to trap us from getting into the main continent by blocking our access using massive amounts of ships backfired as we used their ships to travel from one place to another.

My men arrive next to me as we butcher our way through the enemies who stand in our way.

"Get out of the way!"

"Fuck off!"

"Die!"

All of us roar each time we swing our weapons as we tear through the enemy's line. All of us were wearing enchanted armor from Minecraft World that let us ignore a few attacks that managed to get a way through our defense. We also do not need to worry about getting to the sea because these armor do not weigh you down in water like in Minecraft World.

The sight of us charging their way without fearing for their weapons must shake their core as they start running away from the battlefield by jumping into the ocean.

We arrive at the ship, and I smash the scorpion with my mace before continuing our march.

"Your Highness! Look at that ship!"

I see where he points and see a massive ship slowly turn around.

"I think that is where their lord is located, Your Highness."

I want to charge there, but I know my limit. No matter how strong my armor is, it will not do anything if thousands of people attack me at once. I take out a second war horn and blow it up. This indicates that the reserve unit will join us in close combat.

For now, we will hold our ground and slowly march to the massive ship in the distance. We continue to fight as we watch more enemies marching toward us.

"Formation! Rally to me!"

I bark an order, and my men start to form a defensive formation around me. I take out a Splash Potion of Healing II and slam it to the ground. All the injuries on our bodies get healed instantly as we continue to march deeper into the enemies.

With our defensive formation, the second group reached us and entered the formation. I throw the Splash Potion of Healing II toward them and heal their bodies. With the second group joining us, I decided to move toward the biggest ship.

If we can take the head of the enemy's general, the morale will drop to the bottom, and we can end this battle immediately.

"Move out!"

We start to charge through the sea of enemies, and luckily for us, the enemies choose to retreat instead of fighting. Most of them are mercenaries, and when they see that they are losing, they are running away.

However, among them are the pirates they hire who get away with their ships before we can get close to the big ship.

"Dammit! Come back here and fight me, you bastard!"

I roar in anger at the sight of them retreating. I can see their general, a fat man with an oily face, look at me in fear and relief as his ship manages to get out of the chaotic battlefield. I push back my anger and take a deep breath.

"You bastard! Surrender, and your lives will be spared! Fight, and you will be killed! Choose!"

Some of them choose to fight, and we kill them all, but after fighting for a few groups of people, the others give up and surrender. When the fight is over, I raise my mace and release a roar. The other follows suit.

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|3rd POV|

The news of Tyrosh's defeat did not reach Norio and his army. In fact, when they heard the roar from the sea, they thought that Tyrosh's army had won the battle and they would get reinforcements. That is why he and his army decided to push forward and use all they had to attack the Gurlian City.

Stairs, rams, and siege towers move through the field. Willem and his men are busy shooting arrows at the incoming army. The scorpion shoots arrows at the Siege Towers while the Trebuchet behind the wall throws stones at the incoming enemies.

"Move! We only need to take care of that wall; we are good! Reinforcement is coming, and we will end this fight now!"

After a month of besieging the city, Norio wants this to end and go back to Myr.

"General! There is an army from the south!"

"Good! The reinforcement is coming!"

However, instead of a reinforcement, the incoming army attacked them from the flank. It is Viserys and his army who attack them instead of the reinforcement from Tyrosh.

"Dammit! Send the seventh unit there and hold them back! Tell the third and fourth units to retreat and reinforce our flank!"

"Yes, General!"

Norio bites on his nail as he looks at the battlefield and the map in front of him. A miracle is needed for him to survive this war.

And a miracle is something that he will get.

"General!"

Another person runs toward him.

"What is it?"

"Another army coming from the east!"

"What?! Dammit! Let's move out! I will hold them back."

"No, my lord! They are attacking the people of Solaris!"

He looks at the scout and can only say one thing.

"What?"